Sometimes It's Good to be Bad
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Come Closer
Chapter 51 Come Closer
The week passed by in a flurry of Order meetings and "Transfiguration sessions". By the time Friday came around Hermione felt like she had been through an old fashioned muggle crank clothes dryer. She had been promised a good sleep before tomorrow, when all the plans that both the Light and the Dark had been making would go into effect. She had even been given the potions to back up the promise.
Snape had taken to watching her every move in his class (and at dinner and when they passed each other in the halls and at Order meetings). Most thought he was watching Harry, who was always by her side, but she knew better. She could feel his eyes boring into her whenever she turned around and when she would look his way, though always in context of the lesson, he would turn to look somewhere else. So, he had his suspicions about her but he obviously didn't know anything because if he did, he would have told and she would currently be in a world of hurt.
Seamus had started to act normally after the chat in the quidditch stands, thank god. Pansy had also backed off, though she threw out looks of contempt almost every time the two were in the same room. It was really to the point where Hermione would have burst out laughing at one point if she wouldn't have had to come up with a reason to laugh.
Harry was so keyed up from the moment that he woke that morning that a large number of people were noticing that there was something 'different' about him. He wanted to skiv off classes in favor of practicing his defensive magic, but Hermione convinced him to go.... McGonagall would have something to say otherwise. So he went, but only in body; definately not in mind leaving Hermione to take all of his notes.
Once classes let out, Harry was able to drag his housemates into an impromptu "for fun" quidditch game. The for fun part came into play that they didn't really keep score, or become spoil sports for cheating so long as no one got hurt. It was always a fun game because those not on the team were welcome to play, no matter their skill level. It was really too bad that they didn't get to play these games more often, but the pitch was almost always booked in season.
When their game was done a sweaty, panting, smelly but happy Gryffindor house went in to dinner. When they were done eating and on their way back to the common room, Harry tried to put his arm around Hermione only to have her pull away saying, "Umm, Harry, I love you and all, but you need a shower," only to put everyone they were walking with in hysterics, and also gicing them the realization that they may need showers themselves.
They split up, him going to the shower room, her going to the Head common room. When she arrived only Zabini was there, sitting in a chair reading his potions book. She went over and sat on one of the arms and started to draw patterns on the crown of his head with her fingers. "May I help you?" he asked.
"Could you please, please, please take my rounds tonight? Did I mention please?"
"Why?" he asked suspiciously. She leaned in and whispered her reason only to have him turn to her and gave her a look of disgust. "I guess so, but you owe me," he sighed.
"Thanks!" she answered before quickly kissing his lips and running up her stairs to prepare.
When Harry entered the room a half hour later, he was stopped in his tracks in amazement at his girlfriend. She had turned her room from its normal lilac tones to a monochromatic scheme of white, grey, and black. Floating throughout the room were ten white drip-free candles giving the room a soft glow in the low level of light. Jasmine tea incense was burning in a corner, infusing the room with its sultry aroma. The canopy over her bed was a white gauze flowing freely to the floor on all sides, the bed linens themselves blacker than night.
Then there was Hermione herself. She was lounging on the bed in a white teddy that matched the gauze curtains exactly, giving the impression that they were made of the same ream of fabric. The lace straps ran from the sweetheart front criss-crossing her back to meet the fabric just below the scapula bones that stuck out, though not in an unhealthy way. The sheer fabric flowed freely to her mid thighs, though due to the movement of her legs bobbing back and forth in the air, it looked to end so as to just cover her round ass, her white thong visible.
When he cleared his throat, she jumped a mile off the bed, landing on her knees. He could now see that the magazine she had been perusing was porn but she quickly dropped it to the floor on the other side of the bed. "Hi, Harry," she said, her voice the picture of nonchanlace.
"Um, hi, Hermione," he stuttered in response. "What's all this?"
She leaned forward and pulled him close, breathing in the mixed scent of his soap and shampoo before their lips met. "I just wanted tonight to be a night to remember," she purred while wrapping her hands around his body to grab onto both of his ass cheeks and hold their bodies flush.
"Hermione, I... I've never... I mean..."
She put a finger to his lips. "It's okay. I figured," she answered his unsaid confession with a whisper in his ear earning her a slightly shocked look. "Ginny never said, so I just assumed," she explained. "But that's enough talking, I think." With a wave of her hand faint music encompassed the room.
Come on closer
I wanna show you
What I'd like to do
You sit back now
Just relax now
I'll take care of you
Hot temptations, sweet sensations
Infiltrating through
Sweet sensations, hot temptations
Coming over you
Taking the lyrics of the song to heart, Hermione slowly removed the clothes he had so recently clad himself in until he was wearing nothing but his birthday suit. She could see that he felt a little embarassed being so exposed and moved him backward until he was sitting in a white cushy chair. She straddled his legs, giving him a short lapdance, her fingers dancing their way around his muscular chest in time to the music.
When she felt he was sufficiently hard she lowered herself to the black carpeted floor on her knees, situating herself between his legs. The second her hand touched his cock (which was about an inch shorter than Malfoy's, but slightly thicker) he moaned and looked to the ceiling, his eyes at half mast. She wrapped her hands around him, moving them in a slow langid motion, watching the changes in his face before she bowed down and took the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it before pulling away to thoroughly wet his shaft with her saliva. Taking the organ into her mouth it wasn't much longer until he came, spilling his seed down her throat.
Gonna take it slow babe
Do it my way
Keep your eyes on me
Your reaction to my action is what I want to see
Rythmic motion, raw emotion
Infiltrating through
Sweet sensations, hot temptations
Coming over you
He looked down at her, amazed that she had swallowed him. While he was still technically a virgin, Ginny had sucked him off a couple of times, though not with nearly as much skill and she had never swallowed; instead she had run to the bathroom to spit it out and brush her teeth. On the contrary, Hermione snaked her way back up his body leaving tender kisses over the entirety of his torso and neck until she reached his mouth. She opened her mouth slightly, and his tongue was immediately plundering the caverns of her mouth, tasting himself in her, and surprisingly not disurbed by it.
She moved his legs back together so she could sit on them again, leaning forward so her breasts were in his face as she moved to his ear. After a bit of nibbling, she whispered the three most sensual words he had ever heard. "Undress me, Harry." He placed his rough hands on her thighs, caressing her as he worked upwards, cupping her breasts and licking her nipples through the fabric before lifting the nightie over her head.
She stood up, pulling him with her. As she attacked his mouth with her tongue he tugged at her thong and let it fall to the floor. She stepped out of her undergarment, pushing him to the bed, their mouths never separating. When the back of his legs hit he tried to move her so she would be against the bed but she gently shook her head as she broke contact pushing him down.
He scooched to the middle of the bed, his erection back with a vengeance as she positioned herself above his legs. She rubbed her hands all over his torso feeling the taut muscles of his stomach while she moaned out his name. When she was done bruising his nipples she pulled away from his hands roaming through her hair and over her back. She held his cock on her hand before she sat on it, pushing it further into her body with every move she made.
When he was fully encased in her tight heat she slightly picked up her pace with his matching her thrust for thrust, one hand playing with her left breast (which was no longer bearing the Mark, thanks to Professor Davis) while the other clasped her hip. She was working her clit with her fingers, moaning and screaming his name over and over again. She could tell that he would not last much longer and went faster and faster until her unattended breast was bouncing up and slapping back onto her rib cage.
When he came this time, she seemingly went over with him. Pulling herself away from him she snuggled into his side entertwining her legs with his. "I love you," he whispered in her ear before falling asleep. She mused to herself that she had just had the best fake orgasm ever before she followed him into dreamland.
And now you're satisfied
A twinkle in your eye
Go to sleep for ten
Anticipating, I will be waiting for you to wake again
Hot temptations, sweet sensations
Infiltrating through
Sweet sensations, hot temptations
Coming over you
Hot temptations, sweet sensations
Infiltrating through
Sweet sensations, hot temptations
Coming over you
Hot temptations, sweet sensations
Infiltrating through
Sweet sensations, hot temptations
Coming over you
A/N the song is "come closer" by jem. it is the song from the commercials for the movie closer with julia roberts and jude law from last year. its a great song and you should all listen to it at some point.
The week passed by in a flurry of Order meetings and "Transfiguration sessions". By the time Friday came around Hermione felt like she had been through an old fashioned muggle crank clothes dryer. She had been promised a good sleep before tomorrow, when all the plans that both the Light and the Dark had been making would go into effect. She had even been given the potions to back up the promise.
Snape had taken to watching her every move in his class (and at dinner and when they passed each other in the halls and at Order meetings). Most thought he was watching Harry, who was always by her side, but she knew better. She could feel his eyes boring into her whenever she turned around and when she would look his way, though always in context of the lesson, he would turn to look somewhere else. So, he had his suspicions about her but he obviously didn't know anything because if he did, he would have told and she would currently be in a world of hurt.
Seamus had started to act normally after the chat in the quidditch stands, thank god. Pansy had also backed off, though she threw out looks of contempt almost every time the two were in the same room. It was really to the point where Hermione would have burst out laughing at one point if she wouldn't have had to come up with a reason to laugh.
Harry was so keyed up from the moment that he woke that morning that a large number of people were noticing that there was something 'different' about him. He wanted to skiv off classes in favor of practicing his defensive magic, but Hermione convinced him to go.... McGonagall would have something to say otherwise. So he went, but only in body; definately not in mind leaving Hermione to take all of his notes.
Once classes let out, Harry was able to drag his housemates into an impromptu "for fun" quidditch game. The for fun part came into play that they didn't really keep score, or become spoil sports for cheating so long as no one got hurt. It was always a fun game because those not on the team were welcome to play, no matter their skill level. It was really too bad that they didn't get to play these games more often, but the pitch was almost always booked in season.
When their game was done a sweaty, panting, smelly but happy Gryffindor house went in to dinner. When they were done eating and on their way back to the common room, Harry tried to put his arm around Hermione only to have her pull away saying, "Umm, Harry, I love you and all, but you need a shower," only to put everyone they were walking with in hysterics, and also gicing them the realization that they may need showers themselves.
They split up, him going to the shower room, her going to the Head common room. When she arrived only Zabini was there, sitting in a chair reading his potions book. She went over and sat on one of the arms and started to draw patterns on the crown of his head with her fingers. "May I help you?" he asked.
"Could you please, please, please take my rounds tonight? Did I mention please?"
"Why?" he asked suspiciously. She leaned in and whispered her reason only to have him turn to her and gave her a look of disgust. "I guess so, but you owe me," he sighed.
"Thanks!" she answered before quickly kissing his lips and running up her stairs to prepare.
When Harry entered the room a half hour later, he was stopped in his tracks in amazement at his girlfriend. She had turned her room from its normal lilac tones to a monochromatic scheme of white, grey, and black. Floating throughout the room were ten white drip-free candles giving the room a soft glow in the low level of light. Jasmine tea incense was burning in a corner, infusing the room with its sultry aroma. The canopy over her bed was a white gauze flowing freely to the floor on all sides, the bed linens themselves blacker than night.
Then there was Hermione herself. She was lounging on the bed in a white teddy that matched the gauze curtains exactly, giving the impression that they were made of the same ream of fabric. The lace straps ran from the sweetheart front criss-crossing her back to meet the fabric just below the scapula bones that stuck out, though not in an unhealthy way. The sheer fabric flowed freely to her mid thighs, though due to the movement of her legs bobbing back and forth in the air, it looked to end so as to just cover her round ass, her white thong visible.
When he cleared his throat, she jumped a mile off the bed, landing on her knees. He could now see that the magazine she had been perusing was porn but she quickly dropped it to the floor on the other side of the bed. "Hi, Harry," she said, her voice the picture of nonchanlace.
"Um, hi, Hermione," he stuttered in response. "What's all this?"
She leaned forward and pulled him close, breathing in the mixed scent of his soap and shampoo before their lips met. "I just wanted tonight to be a night to remember," she purred while wrapping her hands around his body to grab onto both of his ass cheeks and hold their bodies flush.
"Hermione, I... I've never... I mean..."
She put a finger to his lips. "It's okay. I figured," she answered his unsaid confession with a whisper in his ear earning her a slightly shocked look. "Ginny never said, so I just assumed," she explained. "But that's enough talking, I think." With a wave of her hand faint music encompassed the room.
Come on closer
I wanna show you
What I'd like to do
You sit back now
Just relax now
I'll take care of you
Hot temptations, sweet sensations
Infiltrating through
Sweet sensations, hot temptations
Coming over you
Taking the lyrics of the song to heart, Hermione slowly removed the clothes he had so recently clad himself in until he was wearing nothing but his birthday suit. She could see that he felt a little embarassed being so exposed and moved him backward until he was sitting in a white cushy chair. She straddled his legs, giving him a short lapdance, her fingers dancing their way around his muscular chest in time to the music.
When she felt he was sufficiently hard she lowered herself to the black carpeted floor on her knees, situating herself between his legs. The second her hand touched his cock (which was about an inch shorter than Malfoy's, but slightly thicker) he moaned and looked to the ceiling, his eyes at half mast. She wrapped her hands around him, moving them in a slow langid motion, watching the changes in his face before she bowed down and took the head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it before pulling away to thoroughly wet his shaft with her saliva. Taking the organ into her mouth it wasn't much longer until he came, spilling his seed down her throat.
Gonna take it slow babe
Do it my way
Keep your eyes on me
Your reaction to my action is what I want to see
Rythmic motion, raw emotion
Infiltrating through
Sweet sensations, hot temptations
Coming over you
He looked down at her, amazed that she had swallowed him. While he was still technically a virgin, Ginny had sucked him off a couple of times, though not with nearly as much skill and she had never swallowed; instead she had run to the bathroom to spit it out and brush her teeth. On the contrary, Hermione snaked her way back up his body leaving tender kisses over the entirety of his torso and neck until she reached his mouth. She opened her mouth slightly, and his tongue was immediately plundering the caverns of her mouth, tasting himself in her, and surprisingly not disurbed by it.
She moved his legs back together so she could sit on them again, leaning forward so her breasts were in his face as she moved to his ear. After a bit of nibbling, she whispered the three most sensual words he had ever heard. "Undress me, Harry." He placed his rough hands on her thighs, caressing her as he worked upwards, cupping her breasts and licking her nipples through the fabric before lifting the nightie over her head.
She stood up, pulling him with her. As she attacked his mouth with her tongue he tugged at her thong and let it fall to the floor. She stepped out of her undergarment, pushing him to the bed, their mouths never separating. When the back of his legs hit he tried to move her so she would be against the bed but she gently shook her head as she broke contact pushing him down.
He scooched to the middle of the bed, his erection back with a vengeance as she positioned herself above his legs. She rubbed her hands all over his torso feeling the taut muscles of his stomach while she moaned out his name. When she was done bruising his nipples she pulled away from his hands roaming through her hair and over her back. She held his cock on her hand before she sat on it, pushing it further into her body with every move she made.
When he was fully encased in her tight heat she slightly picked up her pace with his matching her thrust for thrust, one hand playing with her left breast (which was no longer bearing the Mark, thanks to Professor Davis) while the other clasped her hip. She was working her clit with her fingers, moaning and screaming his name over and over again. She could tell that he would not last much longer and went faster and faster until her unattended breast was bouncing up and slapping back onto her rib cage.
When he came this time, she seemingly went over with him. Pulling herself away from him she snuggled into his side entertwining her legs with his. "I love you," he whispered in her ear before falling asleep. She mused to herself that she had just had the best fake orgasm ever before she followed him into dreamland.
And now you're satisfied
A twinkle in your eye
Go to sleep for ten
Anticipating, I will be waiting for you to wake again
Hot temptations, sweet sensations
Infiltrating through
Sweet sensations, hot temptations
Coming over you
Hot temptations, sweet sensations
Infiltrating through
Sweet sensations, hot temptations
Coming over you
Hot temptations, sweet sensations
Infiltrating through
Sweet sensations, hot temptations
Coming over you
A/N the song is "come closer" by jem. it is the song from the commercials for the movie closer with julia roberts and jude law from last year. its a great song and you should all listen to it at some point.