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Chapter 32: Relax
This chapter, is for some of my wonderful reviewers, that sent me messages asking for some loving for our couple! Enjoy!
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TCAT Chapter 32: Relax
Tom and Hermione were relaxing for a day before they took a Portkey to Albania. Hermione was very nervous about going to a foreign country that had so much unrest going on. Most wizards and witches had gone underground in hiding. With the communist rule in Albania, they would need to watch carefully what they did and where they did things. Their main mission would be to journey into the Albania forest, retrieve Ravenclaw’s Diadem and leave for Britain immediately.
Tom of course was wishing that he had never promised Hermione that he would take her with him. He realized now, that he could have left her at Malfoy Manor and taken Abraxas with him instead. There was no way now that Hermione would ever allow this to happen. Now, the journey was going to be more treacherous, having to take care of Hermione and searching for the diadem.
“This is so lovely”, Hermione was lying on a chaise lounge out in the back patio. She was sipping a sweet drink and enjoying the sunshine beating down on her face. She looked very beautiful in a long white Victorian robe. Her long, full hair was blowing in the spring breeze. Tom was entranced watching her relax with no worries.
“Wouldn’t this be a nice thing to do every day?” Tom casually asked her. “You could just lie here and enjoy the peace and sunshine.”
There was no response from Hermione. Tom decided to continue with his persuasive words. “This is so good for you and the baby. No danger, no homework and no worries.”
Hermione opened her eyes and looked over at Tom with a frown, “I am not changing my mind about coming with you to Albania. You might as well quit trying to persuade me to stay here.”
Tom acted offended, “That is not what I was trying to do. I just like to see you happy… and not upset.” Hermione laughed at Tom trying to get out of the situation.
“I am going with you. No fancy words of flattery will change my mind. “She looked sternly at Tom. “My place is with you and that is where I will stay.”
Tom felt many emotions at her words. He had never had a friend, let alone a lover, who was this dedicated to him and his goals. Hermione was now the biggest and best part of his world. This was why he had at least tried to change her mind about traveling with him.
Tom walked over to Hermione. He held his hand out to her and helped her up from the chaise lounge, “Come my love, we need to go finish our light packing for our journey. “ He pulled her in as close as he could. These days it was harder to stand close, as her pregnant belly seemed to grow bigger and bigger every day. Putting his fingers under her chin he lifted her face up to look into his eyes, “You mean so much to me. You do realize this don’t you?”
Hermione’s heart swelled with love. Would he finally profess his love for her? This, she knew would be a miracle in itself. According to the stories she had always heard about Lord Voldemort, is that he had never loved anyone or anything. If he truly loved her, then she would have accomplished something amazing during her time here in the past.
“I know Tom. You are so important to me and this baby.” She patted her stomach and then placed his hands on top of the baby. The baby in turn kicked back, as if to tell its parents, he liked what he was hearing. The baby, kicking so swiftly, made both of them smile.
“In two months our son will be born.” Tom’s eyes lit up with excitement. He felt very proud that another part of the prophecy would be fulfilled at his son’s birth. Everything was going according to his plans. Soon he would be away from Hogwarts and Dumbledore. He and his followers would be free to continue their strategy of making the Wizarding World a glorious place to live, for Purebloods that is.
Abraxas stepped out, truly hating to interrupt Hermione and Tom. It was so good to see both getting along so well. With the stress of Hogwarts and Dumbledore far away, he had seen a dramatic change in the Dark Lord and his woman.
“Excuse me, but I believe that dinner will be served soon. Is anyone hungry here?”
“I am very hungry and so is the baby.” Hermione was so enthusiastic about eating, that Tom and Abraxas could not hold back their laughter.
Tom moved aside, “Lead the way my Lady, there is a buffet awaiting your hunger and our son’s awesome appetite.” He patted her bum as she walked past him. Hermione squealed in delight and scurried away from him giggling.
“Did you have any luck?” Abraxas inquired of Tom, knowing what he had wanted to try and carry out this afternoon.
Tom shook his head, “No, she is as stubborn and persistent as she always has been. Come hell or high water, she is coming with me to Albania”
“All I can say, is good luck my friend. You are going to need it.” Abraxas smirked at Tom, while Tom just nodded his head knowing that he had spoken the truth. His hands were going to be very full on this mission.
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That night, Tom and Hermione lay cuddled up together on the huge King size bed. Hermione’s head rested atop Tom’s chest. She was tracing patterns around his chest. She leaned over and licked one of his nipples. Tom sucked in his breath. Hermione seemed to be so randy, even at this late stage in her pregnancy. Her hand started traveling down to his stomach and circled around his belly button. She continued to suck on the nipple and let her hand travel even farther south until she brushed up against his obvious erection. She lightly trailed her fingers up and down his huge length. Tom groaned at what her touches were doing to him. Her fingers circled around the slit that was already leaking the pre-cum. With the liquid, she smoothed her fingers up and down his cock; soon, Tom was bucking into her hand.
Hermione had a huge smile on her face. She loved when she had this kind of control over the Dark Lord. This was probably the only time she had this much power over him. He moaned loudly in the darkness.
“Oh, I want you.” Tom sat up and pulled Hermione’s nightgown over her head and threw it on the floor. His eyes traveled over her large breasts, with the dark areolas and nipples jutting out towards him. Then he looked at her belly, extended with her belly button poking out. Then his eyes found the prize, the dark curls that held the place of pleasure for him and Hermione.
Hermione knew what she needed to do. She got up on her hands and knees and turned away from Tom. A growl came from him as he looked at her plump behind. The sound made her so wet, as she knew soon he would be filling her with his full cock. She wiggled her bum at him, and he reached out and pulled her to him. She fell down on her elbows with her ass in the air. It felt so provocative, lying in this position, waiting for Tom to impale her.
Tom first reached between her legs and felt the damp curls. Then his fingers slid between the wet lips to find her swollen nub. He circled around and around the nub as Hermione gave sounds of great delight at his ministrations. She started rocking back and forth as he rubbed over her nub and down to her wet opening. He was throbbing and wanting to plunge in, but he wanted to bring Hermione almost to her peak first.
“Faster Tom, please!” Hermione cried out as she continued trying to help Tom as she rubbed against his fingers.
“Grrr..,” Tom finally had enough of the foreplay. He held her hips still and brought his length to her dripping opening. He pushed in full force and Hermione cried out,”Oh Gods! That feels so good. “
Tom was so aroused, as he watched his cock fucking Hermione. Every time he would plunge in and then out, he heard Hermione muttering some nonsense words. It felt so good to know that this woman was his to do with, as he wanted. He had fucked many women in his young years, but nothing could compare to the times when he would take Hermione. There was a different feeling when he had sex with her. He wasn’t sure how to explain it.
“Harder, harder, harder Tom!!” Hermione screamed out, as she desperately wanted to come and could feel the world ready to explode around her.
Tom pumped even harder into Hermione, feeling his own orgasm ready to shatter him. Amazingly, he felt her walls squeeze around him rhythmically, as his balls tightened, and he shot his cum deep inside her womb.
The sound of their shared heavy breathing could be heard as they both collapsed onto the bed. Tom reached out and caressed Hermione’s heaving pregnant belly. They smiled at each other and Hermione put her hand on top of Toms. He linked their fingers together and brought their joined hands up to his mouth and kissed the back of Hermione’s hand. She snuggled up close to him and laid her head onto his chest.
“Careful love, this is how this whole thing started tonight,” Tom teased her.
“So tired, I need to…” and she said no more. Soon, Tom followed her into a deep, satisfied sleep.
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Abraxas’s head left the fireplace and he sat back into a neighboring bedroom. “I am going to need to remind him to learn to shut the floo down.” Abraxas smiled as he walked over to his bed. “They are so magnificent together,” he dropped his robe onto the floor and climbed into his bed, nude. His took his jutting erection into his hand, “It’s a bloody shame Lucretia is not here on Holiday, it would be more satisfying for her to take care of this problem for me.” His hand, started to slide up and down his length, as he pictured the sight of Tom pumping into Hermione. Soon his release came, spurting out over his belly. As he fell asleep, he murmured something that he would never admit to another soul, “I would give anything for just one night with Hermione.”
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Tom had his arms wrapped tightly around Hermione. “Ready love…hang on.” Tom spoke to Hermione with a hint of teasing in his voice. Tom and Hermione reached out together, touching the old butter beer bottle. The suffocating feeling, accompanying apparation , almost made Hermione lose her breakfast.
“Hermione, are you OK?” Tom held her up, as she looked like she was ready to pass out. Before Hermione could answer, they looked up, to see six wizards, wands pointed, surrounding them. The faces staring at them were not friendly. Tom, standing stoically, tried to decide what to do. They were surrounded by unfriendly wizards, in a foreign country and a pregnant Hermione very pale and ready to collapse.
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What other things will await these two in Albania? Let me know how you liked this little break from the angst. I love all of your reviews and ideas about the story. See you in chapter 33!
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TCAT Chapter 32: Relax
Tom and Hermione were relaxing for a day before they took a Portkey to Albania. Hermione was very nervous about going to a foreign country that had so much unrest going on. Most wizards and witches had gone underground in hiding. With the communist rule in Albania, they would need to watch carefully what they did and where they did things. Their main mission would be to journey into the Albania forest, retrieve Ravenclaw’s Diadem and leave for Britain immediately.
Tom of course was wishing that he had never promised Hermione that he would take her with him. He realized now, that he could have left her at Malfoy Manor and taken Abraxas with him instead. There was no way now that Hermione would ever allow this to happen. Now, the journey was going to be more treacherous, having to take care of Hermione and searching for the diadem.
“This is so lovely”, Hermione was lying on a chaise lounge out in the back patio. She was sipping a sweet drink and enjoying the sunshine beating down on her face. She looked very beautiful in a long white Victorian robe. Her long, full hair was blowing in the spring breeze. Tom was entranced watching her relax with no worries.
“Wouldn’t this be a nice thing to do every day?” Tom casually asked her. “You could just lie here and enjoy the peace and sunshine.”
There was no response from Hermione. Tom decided to continue with his persuasive words. “This is so good for you and the baby. No danger, no homework and no worries.”
Hermione opened her eyes and looked over at Tom with a frown, “I am not changing my mind about coming with you to Albania. You might as well quit trying to persuade me to stay here.”
Tom acted offended, “That is not what I was trying to do. I just like to see you happy… and not upset.” Hermione laughed at Tom trying to get out of the situation.
“I am going with you. No fancy words of flattery will change my mind. “She looked sternly at Tom. “My place is with you and that is where I will stay.”
Tom felt many emotions at her words. He had never had a friend, let alone a lover, who was this dedicated to him and his goals. Hermione was now the biggest and best part of his world. This was why he had at least tried to change her mind about traveling with him.
Tom walked over to Hermione. He held his hand out to her and helped her up from the chaise lounge, “Come my love, we need to go finish our light packing for our journey. “ He pulled her in as close as he could. These days it was harder to stand close, as her pregnant belly seemed to grow bigger and bigger every day. Putting his fingers under her chin he lifted her face up to look into his eyes, “You mean so much to me. You do realize this don’t you?”
Hermione’s heart swelled with love. Would he finally profess his love for her? This, she knew would be a miracle in itself. According to the stories she had always heard about Lord Voldemort, is that he had never loved anyone or anything. If he truly loved her, then she would have accomplished something amazing during her time here in the past.
“I know Tom. You are so important to me and this baby.” She patted her stomach and then placed his hands on top of the baby. The baby in turn kicked back, as if to tell its parents, he liked what he was hearing. The baby, kicking so swiftly, made both of them smile.
“In two months our son will be born.” Tom’s eyes lit up with excitement. He felt very proud that another part of the prophecy would be fulfilled at his son’s birth. Everything was going according to his plans. Soon he would be away from Hogwarts and Dumbledore. He and his followers would be free to continue their strategy of making the Wizarding World a glorious place to live, for Purebloods that is.
Abraxas stepped out, truly hating to interrupt Hermione and Tom. It was so good to see both getting along so well. With the stress of Hogwarts and Dumbledore far away, he had seen a dramatic change in the Dark Lord and his woman.
“Excuse me, but I believe that dinner will be served soon. Is anyone hungry here?”
“I am very hungry and so is the baby.” Hermione was so enthusiastic about eating, that Tom and Abraxas could not hold back their laughter.
Tom moved aside, “Lead the way my Lady, there is a buffet awaiting your hunger and our son’s awesome appetite.” He patted her bum as she walked past him. Hermione squealed in delight and scurried away from him giggling.
“Did you have any luck?” Abraxas inquired of Tom, knowing what he had wanted to try and carry out this afternoon.
Tom shook his head, “No, she is as stubborn and persistent as she always has been. Come hell or high water, she is coming with me to Albania”
“All I can say, is good luck my friend. You are going to need it.” Abraxas smirked at Tom, while Tom just nodded his head knowing that he had spoken the truth. His hands were going to be very full on this mission.
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That night, Tom and Hermione lay cuddled up together on the huge King size bed. Hermione’s head rested atop Tom’s chest. She was tracing patterns around his chest. She leaned over and licked one of his nipples. Tom sucked in his breath. Hermione seemed to be so randy, even at this late stage in her pregnancy. Her hand started traveling down to his stomach and circled around his belly button. She continued to suck on the nipple and let her hand travel even farther south until she brushed up against his obvious erection. She lightly trailed her fingers up and down his huge length. Tom groaned at what her touches were doing to him. Her fingers circled around the slit that was already leaking the pre-cum. With the liquid, she smoothed her fingers up and down his cock; soon, Tom was bucking into her hand.
Hermione had a huge smile on her face. She loved when she had this kind of control over the Dark Lord. This was probably the only time she had this much power over him. He moaned loudly in the darkness.
“Oh, I want you.” Tom sat up and pulled Hermione’s nightgown over her head and threw it on the floor. His eyes traveled over her large breasts, with the dark areolas and nipples jutting out towards him. Then he looked at her belly, extended with her belly button poking out. Then his eyes found the prize, the dark curls that held the place of pleasure for him and Hermione.
Hermione knew what she needed to do. She got up on her hands and knees and turned away from Tom. A growl came from him as he looked at her plump behind. The sound made her so wet, as she knew soon he would be filling her with his full cock. She wiggled her bum at him, and he reached out and pulled her to him. She fell down on her elbows with her ass in the air. It felt so provocative, lying in this position, waiting for Tom to impale her.
Tom first reached between her legs and felt the damp curls. Then his fingers slid between the wet lips to find her swollen nub. He circled around and around the nub as Hermione gave sounds of great delight at his ministrations. She started rocking back and forth as he rubbed over her nub and down to her wet opening. He was throbbing and wanting to plunge in, but he wanted to bring Hermione almost to her peak first.
“Faster Tom, please!” Hermione cried out as she continued trying to help Tom as she rubbed against his fingers.
“Grrr..,” Tom finally had enough of the foreplay. He held her hips still and brought his length to her dripping opening. He pushed in full force and Hermione cried out,”Oh Gods! That feels so good. “
Tom was so aroused, as he watched his cock fucking Hermione. Every time he would plunge in and then out, he heard Hermione muttering some nonsense words. It felt so good to know that this woman was his to do with, as he wanted. He had fucked many women in his young years, but nothing could compare to the times when he would take Hermione. There was a different feeling when he had sex with her. He wasn’t sure how to explain it.
“Harder, harder, harder Tom!!” Hermione screamed out, as she desperately wanted to come and could feel the world ready to explode around her.
Tom pumped even harder into Hermione, feeling his own orgasm ready to shatter him. Amazingly, he felt her walls squeeze around him rhythmically, as his balls tightened, and he shot his cum deep inside her womb.
The sound of their shared heavy breathing could be heard as they both collapsed onto the bed. Tom reached out and caressed Hermione’s heaving pregnant belly. They smiled at each other and Hermione put her hand on top of Toms. He linked their fingers together and brought their joined hands up to his mouth and kissed the back of Hermione’s hand. She snuggled up close to him and laid her head onto his chest.
“Careful love, this is how this whole thing started tonight,” Tom teased her.
“So tired, I need to…” and she said no more. Soon, Tom followed her into a deep, satisfied sleep.
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Abraxas’s head left the fireplace and he sat back into a neighboring bedroom. “I am going to need to remind him to learn to shut the floo down.” Abraxas smiled as he walked over to his bed. “They are so magnificent together,” he dropped his robe onto the floor and climbed into his bed, nude. His took his jutting erection into his hand, “It’s a bloody shame Lucretia is not here on Holiday, it would be more satisfying for her to take care of this problem for me.” His hand, started to slide up and down his length, as he pictured the sight of Tom pumping into Hermione. Soon his release came, spurting out over his belly. As he fell asleep, he murmured something that he would never admit to another soul, “I would give anything for just one night with Hermione.”
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Tom had his arms wrapped tightly around Hermione. “Ready love…hang on.” Tom spoke to Hermione with a hint of teasing in his voice. Tom and Hermione reached out together, touching the old butter beer bottle. The suffocating feeling, accompanying apparation , almost made Hermione lose her breakfast.
“Hermione, are you OK?” Tom held her up, as she looked like she was ready to pass out. Before Hermione could answer, they looked up, to see six wizards, wands pointed, surrounding them. The faces staring at them were not friendly. Tom, standing stoically, tried to decide what to do. They were surrounded by unfriendly wizards, in a foreign country and a pregnant Hermione very pale and ready to collapse.
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What other things will await these two in Albania? Let me know how you liked this little break from the angst. I love all of your reviews and ideas about the story. See you in chapter 33!