Fun with Chocolate
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Remus/Hermione
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Adult +
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1
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4,119
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1
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Fun with Chocolate
“Remus what are you doing?” Hermione moaned sleepily at the feel of her lover’s fingers on her core.
“Playing. Did you know that you talk in your sleep, love?” The wizard said as he continued to flick her clit with his finger.
“I do not!” Hermione protested still trying to wake up and getting turned on very quickly.
“Yes you do, you say the cutest things.” Remus said as he tickled her side right under her ribs.
“Stop it,” Hermione laughed trying to swat away his hand. “What time is it? It’s still dark out.”
“It’s about four twenty in the morning.”
“What. Why did you wake me at this ungodly hour?” The witch whined she did not like too be up early.
“I woke you because I wanted to tell you something.”
“What?” she whispered
“Happy Birthday, Hermione.” Remus said.
“Thank you, but did you have to wake me up?” She asked grouchily
“No, but I wanted to give you something before the morning, before everyone else woke up.”
Hermione was still to sleepy to see how nervous Remus was.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Not yet, first I want to play some more.” Remus didn’t want to give Hermione her present yet. He wanted her fully awake. So instead he grabbed a bowl of melted chocolate.
“What do you have in there?”
“Well I was in a creative mood so I decided to grab some melted chocolate,” he gave her his infamous wolfish grin.
Hermione’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “How does chocolate qualify as creative? I know I’m still half asleep but that doesn’t make any sense.”
“It’s not the chocolate itself, but what I intend to do with it that makes it creative.” He grabbed a thin artists brush from the table and dipped it in the confectionary.
“Oh gods, what are you going to do?” Hermione was fully awake now and staring at the bowl.
“You my dear, are going to be my canvas,” Remus started to paint the chocolate on Hermione’s skin.
He started at the swell of her breasts, carefully drawing a stunning vine design. It swept over her breasts where the werewolf painted a daisy type flower around her nipple, he flicked the harden bud with his tongue.
“I never knew you were such a talented artist,” Hermione squealed when he nipped at her belly button. Remus extended the vine sketch over her stomach adding in leaves and flower buds. It looked like Hermione had a Henna tattoo covering the entire top half of her body.
Remus smiled at his beautiful lover. He started to paint a rose over her belly button when he accidentally grazed the spot just below her ribs that sent her in a fit of giggles. He mistakenly ran a line of chocolate right through the flower he was working on.
“Tsk, tsk, now look what you made me do,” The Marauder said as he looked at the ruined rose. “I’m going to have to start all over again.”
He gave her a bashful smile before he leaned over and licked off the chocolate rose.
Hermione moaned at the sensation, he had such a talented mouth. He twirled his tongue, dipping it into her navel. She tried to urge her lover to go lower to her aching clit.
He shook his head at her. “Not yet my little witch, I need to finish what I started.”
Hermione whined out of frustration, she wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Remus painting the chocolate on her was the most erotic thing she had ever felt. She was so turned on, and when he started to lick her navel she was lost to whatever he wanted to do to her.
She squealed in surprise when he started to lick up the rest of the chocolate design instead of finishing the flower.
He ravished each of her breasts, biting and scraping each nipple so there was not a drop of the sweet confectionary was left.
“Oh gods, that feels incredible, Remus.” She sobbed when he nipped at each of her special spots that he had found over the last two years of there relationship.
“You are breathtaking, Hermione.”
“Make love to me, Remus, please.”
He loved he when she begged, it turned him on so much, and Moony, too. The full moon was still two weeks away but every time they made love his werewolf half was always in his mind. It was who he was and Hermione had accepted and loved all of him.
“Anything for you, my sweet.”
He covered her body with his. Hermione gasped when she felt the tip of his erection at her wet entrance. He captured her mouth, sucking on her lower lip as he sunk deep inside of the quivering witch.
“Yes!” They both hissed
Hermione wound her legs around her lover’s waist and arched her back causing Remus to submerge deeper in her body.
“I love you, Hermione,” he breathed, completely engrossed at the sensation of her tight channel enveloping his throbbing erection.
“I love you too, Remus.”
They slowly made love, savoring each movement they made. Remus wanted to last but he knew that it was not going to be possible.
“Hermione, love I need to ask you something,” He panted as he was speeding up his rhythm almost pounding into the sweaty witch.
“What?” she breathed, she was so close.
“Will you marry me?” He stopped his movement for a minute. He looked at her, his hazel eyes shining with tears.
“Wha...what?” she asked in confusion, not sure if she heard him correctly or not.
“Marry me, Hermione become my wife,” He moaned as he started to move again.
Hermione looked at her lover; tears were slipping down her cheeks “Yes,” she cried out as her orgasm hit her hard bring Remus over the edge with her.
Remus collapsed on top of her licking the tears off of her cheeks, “Was that a yes?”
Hermione nodded her head, “I would love to become your wife,” she sobbed.
Remus face broke into a huge grin. He reached over to the night stand and opened the drawer. He pulled out what looked like a red rose.
On closer inspection, Hermione noticed that it was a velvet jewelry box. Remus opened it for her and inside was a pear cut diamond ring on a white gold band.
“Oh Remus, its beautiful.” she placed the ring on her finger.
“Happy Birthday, my beautiful fiancée,” he kissed her on the lips slowly making his way down her neck, licking the mark he made a year ago when she accepted Moony as her mate.
Hermione whined in protest knowing where he was going if he continued to lavish her mark. “Let’s rest first, more later,” she smiled already starting to fall asleep.
“Ok, I will wait to ravish you until the morning,” Remus chuckled as he spooned next to the dozing witch, gathering her in his arms as he fell to sleep.
A/N: Since Hermione’s birthday falls on my wedding anniversary I decided to write this fluffy and romantic story. I hope you liked it. Thanks to my lovely beta sirsevchick for all the mistakes that she puts up with.
“Playing. Did you know that you talk in your sleep, love?” The wizard said as he continued to flick her clit with his finger.
“I do not!” Hermione protested still trying to wake up and getting turned on very quickly.
“Yes you do, you say the cutest things.” Remus said as he tickled her side right under her ribs.
“Stop it,” Hermione laughed trying to swat away his hand. “What time is it? It’s still dark out.”
“It’s about four twenty in the morning.”
“What. Why did you wake me at this ungodly hour?” The witch whined she did not like too be up early.
“I woke you because I wanted to tell you something.”
“What?” she whispered
“Happy Birthday, Hermione.” Remus said.
“Thank you, but did you have to wake me up?” She asked grouchily
“No, but I wanted to give you something before the morning, before everyone else woke up.”
Hermione was still to sleepy to see how nervous Remus was.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Not yet, first I want to play some more.” Remus didn’t want to give Hermione her present yet. He wanted her fully awake. So instead he grabbed a bowl of melted chocolate.
“What do you have in there?”
“Well I was in a creative mood so I decided to grab some melted chocolate,” he gave her his infamous wolfish grin.
Hermione’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “How does chocolate qualify as creative? I know I’m still half asleep but that doesn’t make any sense.”
“It’s not the chocolate itself, but what I intend to do with it that makes it creative.” He grabbed a thin artists brush from the table and dipped it in the confectionary.
“Oh gods, what are you going to do?” Hermione was fully awake now and staring at the bowl.
“You my dear, are going to be my canvas,” Remus started to paint the chocolate on Hermione’s skin.
He started at the swell of her breasts, carefully drawing a stunning vine design. It swept over her breasts where the werewolf painted a daisy type flower around her nipple, he flicked the harden bud with his tongue.
“I never knew you were such a talented artist,” Hermione squealed when he nipped at her belly button. Remus extended the vine sketch over her stomach adding in leaves and flower buds. It looked like Hermione had a Henna tattoo covering the entire top half of her body.
Remus smiled at his beautiful lover. He started to paint a rose over her belly button when he accidentally grazed the spot just below her ribs that sent her in a fit of giggles. He mistakenly ran a line of chocolate right through the flower he was working on.
“Tsk, tsk, now look what you made me do,” The Marauder said as he looked at the ruined rose. “I’m going to have to start all over again.”
He gave her a bashful smile before he leaned over and licked off the chocolate rose.
Hermione moaned at the sensation, he had such a talented mouth. He twirled his tongue, dipping it into her navel. She tried to urge her lover to go lower to her aching clit.
He shook his head at her. “Not yet my little witch, I need to finish what I started.”
Hermione whined out of frustration, she wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Remus painting the chocolate on her was the most erotic thing she had ever felt. She was so turned on, and when he started to lick her navel she was lost to whatever he wanted to do to her.
She squealed in surprise when he started to lick up the rest of the chocolate design instead of finishing the flower.
He ravished each of her breasts, biting and scraping each nipple so there was not a drop of the sweet confectionary was left.
“Oh gods, that feels incredible, Remus.” She sobbed when he nipped at each of her special spots that he had found over the last two years of there relationship.
“You are breathtaking, Hermione.”
“Make love to me, Remus, please.”
He loved he when she begged, it turned him on so much, and Moony, too. The full moon was still two weeks away but every time they made love his werewolf half was always in his mind. It was who he was and Hermione had accepted and loved all of him.
“Anything for you, my sweet.”
He covered her body with his. Hermione gasped when she felt the tip of his erection at her wet entrance. He captured her mouth, sucking on her lower lip as he sunk deep inside of the quivering witch.
“Yes!” They both hissed
Hermione wound her legs around her lover’s waist and arched her back causing Remus to submerge deeper in her body.
“I love you, Hermione,” he breathed, completely engrossed at the sensation of her tight channel enveloping his throbbing erection.
“I love you too, Remus.”
They slowly made love, savoring each movement they made. Remus wanted to last but he knew that it was not going to be possible.
“Hermione, love I need to ask you something,” He panted as he was speeding up his rhythm almost pounding into the sweaty witch.
“What?” she breathed, she was so close.
“Will you marry me?” He stopped his movement for a minute. He looked at her, his hazel eyes shining with tears.
“Wha...what?” she asked in confusion, not sure if she heard him correctly or not.
“Marry me, Hermione become my wife,” He moaned as he started to move again.
Hermione looked at her lover; tears were slipping down her cheeks “Yes,” she cried out as her orgasm hit her hard bring Remus over the edge with her.
Remus collapsed on top of her licking the tears off of her cheeks, “Was that a yes?”
Hermione nodded her head, “I would love to become your wife,” she sobbed.
Remus face broke into a huge grin. He reached over to the night stand and opened the drawer. He pulled out what looked like a red rose.
On closer inspection, Hermione noticed that it was a velvet jewelry box. Remus opened it for her and inside was a pear cut diamond ring on a white gold band.
“Oh Remus, its beautiful.” she placed the ring on her finger.
“Happy Birthday, my beautiful fiancée,” he kissed her on the lips slowly making his way down her neck, licking the mark he made a year ago when she accepted Moony as her mate.
Hermione whined in protest knowing where he was going if he continued to lavish her mark. “Let’s rest first, more later,” she smiled already starting to fall asleep.
“Ok, I will wait to ravish you until the morning,” Remus chuckled as he spooned next to the dozing witch, gathering her in his arms as he fell to sleep.
A/N: Since Hermione’s birthday falls on my wedding anniversary I decided to write this fluffy and romantic story. I hope you liked it. Thanks to my lovely beta sirsevchick for all the mistakes that she puts up with.