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Tell Me COMPLETE	By : Nocturne Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 32375 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling. I do not own the Harry Potter fandom. I make no money on this fanfiction.

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“Hallelujah” as performed by Jeff Buckley. May he Rest in Peace. <3

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“I’m – I’m going to –”

Her swift strokes drew to an end, and she watched as Harry’s expression went from a state of embarrassment to perplexity, and as if on cue, disappointment.

“I’m sorry, Hermione,” he began; running a hand through his messy, black hair. “I shouldn’t have let things get so –”

She held a finger over his lips, resisting the urge to burst out with fierce giggles at what she was about to ask. “I don’t want this to be over so soon,” explained the young woman. She glanced down his body, still lying down beneath him. “Turn over.”

Harry’s eyes narrowed with uncertainty, but he obliged, watching her as she crawled on top of him and left a path of kisses down his torso. She alternated her method – sometimes light and sometimes rough – but always maintaining eye contact. After a few moments of this, she could see realization interweave with the affection in Harry’s gaze.

She made her way down to his lower half, gripping the base of it with her hands and marveling its statuesque quality. Truthfully, she had never seen one up close before but the look of his was beyond exceptional. After all, why wouldn’t the Chosen One have a magnificent cock?

“You don’t have to do this…” Harry breathed, sounding unsure of his own words.

But Hermione knew better. Her best friend was wrong. She did have to do this – for both of them. She had denied herself for far too long to back out.

Slowly, the young woman bowed her head between his legs, pressing her rosy lips against him. He tilted his head back in pleasure, consumed in the same ferocious intrigue as her.

“I’ve never done this before,” she admitted, voice as soft as her dark chocolate curls.

He gave her a look of understanding, because clearly she wasn’t the only one who hadn’t gone so far. It felt good to be on an even playing field.

With a deep breath, Hermione gave the head of his cock a gentle flick, catching his pre-cum without meaning to. But the taste of him only drove her further into a state of awakening. It was bitter, sweet, and intoxicating all at once.

She then ran her tongue along his length, curving around the tip and then down again in spectacular fashion. Judging by his aggressive twitches, Harry seemed to be enjoying what was being done. He tilted his head back again, this time permitting a low growl to escape his pursed lips.

Feeling a little more confident with herself, Hermione made her way back to the tip and, without warning, wrapped her lips around him, hearing him gasp with surprise and then bliss. She moved her tongue in slow circles, feeling his hands brush her hair aside, probably to get a better view.

She wondered what it looked like – Hermione Granger with her mouth and tongue massaging Harry Potter’s throbbing cock.

“Am…I…doing…it…right?” she asked between bobs.

Harry exhaled deeply, looking as though he was barely conscious of his own thoughts let alone words to speak. “Y – Yes…”

Hermione relished the sight of him, knowing it was her who drove him to such a state. “What if I do this?” she asked, giving him a supple suck.

The young man threw his arms to his sides, grabbing hands full of the bed sheets and groaning with approval. “That works too –”

She couldn’t help but chuckle.

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The feeling of it was bloody glorious. She played coy with her furtive winks and innocent questions, but Harry was quite aware of the fact that Hermione knew exactly what she was doing to him. Maybe she had even thought about it, late at night when her eyes just wouldn’t shut. Maybe she had fantasized pleasing and being pleasured.

He felt that familiar sensation charging its way down his body, darting his eyes to her and watching her as she coerced his cock into the final stages of gratification. Harry always knew she had a strong and skillful mouth but he had no idea just how talented his best friend was until he jerked his head back in sheer ecstasy, throbbing and thrashing in a state of complete vertigo.

He had never felt anything like it in his life.

After a few moments of just lying there, wondering how it was possible to feel so ghastly yet so good at the same time, Harry tilted his head forward and found Hermione glancing back at him with a smirk that would have given Malfoy a run for his money.

“That’s…it,” he said, trying desperately to catch his breath. “It’s…your turn.”

Before he could watch the smirk abandon her rosy lips, Harry sat up, lifting Hermione from her waist and spreading her across the bed. She was a petite girl, so he did it with one hand, using the other to brush the hair from her face and give her another kiss.

He decided he liked kissing her.

Her lips were thin – not nearly as full as Ginny’s – but he and Hermione just seemed to understand one another better – both emotionally and physically. She understood all his movements and he understood hers. They were fluent in each other’s body language, and a connection that deep was difficult to avoid – not that he was trying.

He pulled his pants off, realizing they were still hanging loosely from his knees.

“Well, there you are…” she said, eyes dancing over his naked form.

Harry wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, chuckling with her. “You ready?”

“I’ve been ready.”

And he didn’t need more convincing. Harry crawled back on all fours; tracing his tongue over her breasts and feeling her body undulate beneath him. With slight apprehension, he left her swollen nipples and continued his kiss all the way down her lower abdomen until he reached the rim of her underwear.

He could already smell her arousal, breathing it in as though it was the sweetest and most delicious scent in the world – which at that moment it came to be. But Harry decided he wanted more, and by the shallow breathing from above, it seemed as though she did too.

The young man curved his fingers around the sides of her underwear, teasing her for a moment before slowly slipping them off. She was trimmed to perfection.

“Stunning,” he whispered, blowing soft air over her slick vulva and rubbing his thumb over her swollen clit simultaneously.

Hermione gasped as he did this, cupping her breasts in the way he had always imagined. He wondered if this is what she did when she touched herself. Feeling his cock harden in response, Harry dove in; tasting her for the first time, and boy did she taste marvelous.

“Like this?” he asked, keeping a locked gaze on her as her eyes fluttered with the same feeling that overcame him moments ago.

He drew small circles over her clit, licking and tasting her flow with careful laps. Muggles always preached using the alphabet to make a girl orgasm but Harry decided he didn’t like that idea. Instead he licked her clit in the shape of each letter in his name.

H – A – R – R – Y

She bit her bottom lip, flicking her nipples the same way Harry began to flick her downstairs. “Y – Yes,” Hermione moaned. “Just like that…”

H – A – R

Her breathing intensified and her walls flexed around his finger as he plunged it deep in her pussy amidst her orgasm, momentarily surprised by the tightness of her. She was smooth from the inside and out, moist with pleasure and charged with claim – claim for him because Harry knew from that moment on, he would belong to nobody else.

She had him. She had him any which way she wanted.

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Also, there might be a sequel in the works. It really depends on the general response. So make sure to let me know if you like the story :P

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