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Ink Stains	By : DarkLady Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Kingsley Views: 22374 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Written for my LJ prompt table for Inell! :D This is just abit of Hermione/Kingsley smut with some substance, I hope you enjoy this little one shot DEATHLY HALLOWS SPOILERS!

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Her hands slammed down on the desk, his strong grip unrelenting as his lips trailed down her neck. She whimpered as his tongue darted out licking her sensitive skin and he chuckled as she writhed and pushed against him.
�You shouldn�t have come here.� His voice was deep and gruff, sending shivers down her spine as his lips caressed her ear. �You should know better than to tease me.�
�I wasn�t�I didn�t!� She protested, whining softly when he thrust against her backside.
�No?� He sounded amused and Hermione just knew he was smirking with his dark soulful eyes full of mirth.
�No!�
�Funny�� He murmured and trailed a hand down her side, keeping the other firmly locked around her wrists. �You come in here, wearing that skirt, and that shirt, which leaves nothing to the imagination and expect me to believe you didn�t intend on seducing me?�
She felt breathless as he spoke roughly against her ear. �N-No�I didn�t� I mean I wouldn�t do that.�
�Didn�t you?� His large hand caressed her bottom, squeezing hard and forcing a soft �Oh!� to escape her lips. �Like that, Granger?�
She didn�t answer, but trembled when he kicked apart her thighs and held his palm against her heated womanhood. �Hmmm� feels like you do.�
�Wh-Why are you doing this?� Cursing her quavering voice, knowing she desired him and hating that he knew it.
�I�ve been dreaming about you, girl, since the day we rescued Potter. This perfect little arse pressed against me, wiggling on that Thestral�do you remember, Granger, how I held onto you tightly, had my hands pressing against your ribs?�
�I remember.� She rasped as a single digit smoothed across her folds, swirling around her plump flesh.
�Do you know how hard I was that day?� He whispered and tilted her head, staring into her big brown eyes. It was then she saw the fierce lust in his eyes, his parted smirking lips that had her leaning forwards, for a taste�just one taste.
Tightening his long fingers on her wrist and pressing the heel of his palm against her intimately, he leaned forward, painfully slow, letting her feel his hot whiskey scented breath and smirking when her lips trembled in eagerness. With a low, desperate moan, he finally took that last centimetre and captured her lips. Her soft sigh had him groaning in response and thrust his tongue deep into her parted lips. Damn she felt so good, pushing against his hand and dear god, he wanted her and not just her sweet supple body, but her mind, her spirit, oh screw it, right now, he just wanted her body.
A desperate whine left her lips as he pulled back, his gaze heated as he stated down at the younger witch, delightfully dishevelled from a simple kiss. He felt a swell of pride at being able to derail the bossy young woman who was normally the one in control.
�Don�t move.� He ordered darkly and knelt behind her, smelling her sweet musky arousal as he leaned forward. �Gods, you�re so beautiful�I could just lose myself in you.� Hands gripped her thighs and his tongue touched her heated flesh. �Fuck.� He cursed as his grip tightened, forcing her back onto the desk as her knees buckled. �Stay still, girl.� He hissed and growled when her legs gave way again. �Move up on the desk.�
She looked over her shoulder at him and whimpered at his eyes, dark and laden with desire. �But�I��
�Don�t speak!� He gripped her hips and pushed her up, books crashing to the floor and his ink well spilling on his antique desk. �Keep still.� His voice brooked no argument from the young witch who was shaking with need.
Never had she imagined coming to his office that day would result in her face down on the Minister of Magic�s desk, with black ink staining the breasts on her naked chest, parchment stuck to her cheek and her skirt flipped shamefully over her hips. �Kingsley��
�Gods, if I had known you tasted this good I would have taken you sooner.� His tongue, that wickedly long, talented tongue licked along her upper thighs and ghosted across the cheeks of her arse before trailing a slow, languid path along her folds.
With a moan, she gripped the table harder and let her head drop to the hard wood as her body shivered with sensation. "Didn't want you...too old for me,� she said smartly between gasping moans as he growled behind her.
�Too old?� He snarled and stood behind her, rapidly undoing his pants and letting them fall around his ankles. �Too old�,witch you�re going to regret saying that.�
She laughed breathlessly in response as his body covered hers, lips dragging a wet path along her neck and teeth grazing her lobe. �Wish I had a camera�� He murmured and licked her ear, groaning when she pushed back against his long thick erection. �What do you think Potter would say if he could see you now? Spread out like a meal for me�my ink on your skin�Auror paperwork stuck to your face, moaning for me like a dirty little witch.�
�Maybe I should floo call him, would you like him watching us, seeing how a true Auror works?� She replied tartly, causing Kingsley to throw his head back and laugh at her cheek.
�It�s true he could learn a few things from me,� she shivered at his voice, deep and husky as it caressed the back of her neck. �But I want to keep you all to myself�Minister�s prerogative.�
�Minister�s prerogative should be to get the job done, not pansy arse around.� She looked at him from over her shoulder and gave him a wicked smirk, one he�d never seen on her face before and it sent a sliver of alarm through his body.
�Taunting me, Granger?�
�Yes, what are you going to do about it?�
His eyes narrowed and he gripped her hips. �Coming out of your shell, witch?�
She bit her lip and nodded, eyes trailing down his broad, dark chest, covered in a thin spray of black hair and down to his hips, which despite his large muscular frame were lean, and begging to be licked. �Merlin�� She breathed as she followed the thick trail of hair leading down to his crotch where his manhood stood up proudly, thick, long, and nestled in a thatch of black wiry curls.
�Frightened, little witch?� Again, she nodded and inhaled sharply as he stepped forward and ran the head of his cock along her wet entrance. �Mmmm, I�m not a simpering Hufflepuff�I won�t go easy on you.�
�Don�t want you to.� She replied and gripped the edge of the desk as he slowly pushed inside her, hissing at the tightness as it enveloped him.
�Good.� He grunted and sheathed himself inside her, stilling so she could adjust to his thickness and gripping her hips tightly in an effort to control his trembling legs. �Fuck!� He cursed. �Bloody hell, witch�so tight�so good.�
His dark hands covered hers as he used the desk as leverage, pulling out then thrusting back into her with such force that the desk moved along the wooden floor with a screech.
Hermione was overwhelmed by the dark wizard thrusting into her with abandon, his hard, muscled chest pressing into her back as he worked his magic, touching places she�d never felt before, kissing her neck and murmuring how perfect she was, how much he adored her. �Wanted you for so long.� He mumbled. �Thestral�could barely control myself�wanted to fly into the forest and fuck you on the ground, tear those clothes from your body�and make you mine.�
She moaned and felt a cool wetness on her cheeks from the spreading ink and tried to shift away only to have his mouth press down on her neck and still her movement. �Too young�far too young�wasn�t the right time.�
�And now is?� She panted out and turned her wrists, lacing their fingers as he moved above her, long, deep strokes into her sensitive body.
�You came to me�I saw the need�in your eyes, had to have you.� He grunted loudly, pressing her harder into the desk, each thrust creating the sweetest friction against her clit so she was writhing and keening against his broad frame.
�Ohhh, Kingsley!� She shuddered beneath him, squeezing his hands hard as she climaxed around him, he sucked in a deep breath and began taking her with abandon, wild erratic strokes into her needy body, quicker and quicker he moved, desperately wanting to feel her come undone beneath him again.
�Merlin, witch�� He moaned in her ear. �Do you see what you do to me?� With a ragged breath, he pushed her knee up to her side and watched his cock disappear into her swollen womanhood, drinking in her low desperate whines. �Do you feel how hard you make me�just a smile and I�m yours.�
His name fell from her lips and she began pushing back against him roughly. �Yesss!� He hissed in pleasure as he felt the beginnings of his climax, arse clenching and hands now gripping her curved pale hips tightly. �Hermione!� He moaned loud and hoarse, voice cracking as she clenched around him, drawing his climax almost painfully from his body.
�Gods�� She whimpered as he fell on top of her, his hands now caressing the marks he left on her hips from his hard grip. �Wow.�
He chuckled and slipped out of her body, moving away just enough so she could turn on his desk. �Well look at you, pretty one.� Kingsley smirked down at her. �Looks like I need a new bottle of ink.� He touched her breasts and followed the trail of ink to her cheek, carefully peeling off the parchment from her neck. �Alright?�
She spared him a half-hearted glare before running her hands along his bald head. �Fine thank you, but I doubt the Aurors will be pleased at having to do their paperwork again.�
�They�ll do as I say.� He slanted his lips over hers and kissed Hermione softly. �Or I could just send it back to them like this.� He chuckled when she let out a huff and glared at him.
�Oh really, Kingsley, that�s just being childish now.�
�And coming to my office tonight wasn�t?�
She blushed and wrapped her arms around his neck. �I missed you.�
�Oh that won�t work, girlie.� He grinned despite his gruff tone and kissed her again.
�Won�t it? Perhaps we should start talking about Thestrals again?� A soft laugh left her as he screwed up his nose, a sure sign he was embarrassed. �You do remember I was polyjuiced as Harry right?� She gave his bum a squeeze and laughed again as his face morphed with disgust. �Or perhaps that�s what you liked?�
�What I liked was seeing my wife, on my desk and knowing Lucius Malfoy will be having tea on it tomorrow.� He gave her a wicked grin and pulled her up off his desk. �Might leave the ink stains there.�
�You are a wicked wicked man, Kingsley Shacklebolt.� She stood on her toes and kissed him. �That�s why I love you so much. But next time�� She trailed off and slanted her lips over his. �Next time�can I be Minister?�
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