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Hollywood Tonight	By : LerDan Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 3939 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. OCs are mine. I make no money from this story.

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Chapter 7:

He pushed Hermione back on the closed door and bit her lower lip harshly, leaving a bruise behind. Hermione cried out at the sensation, but she ignored it. A slight pain was nothing for her; she felt other pains too. She wrapped her arms on his neck and pulled him closer to her, grinding her body against his. Remus' hands left her waist and reaching down, squeezing her bum, started to grind his hips on hers. She moaned into his mouth and raked her fingers in his soft blond, slightly brown hair.

The kiss was so intense that Hermione was sure she wouldn't feel her lips after the kiss. She nipped on his lips earning a groan from him. She took his lower lip in between her teeth and bit on it, as he did to her. He pulled her back from the door, lifted her up a bit, Hermione had a time to wrap her legs on his waist and Remus slammed her back to the door again. The light bite seemed to open something inside of him that Hermione craved. She knew that if Remus let his inner beast go, she'd be very satisfied and she'd not care about the bruising that Remus might provide her.

She didn't care as he continuously slammed her on the closed door, she didn't care that it would leave a bruise behind, she didn't care that her legs were opening wider and wider; she craved for passion in the last few…months? Or was it a year? She couldn't remember anything, and her mind turned into a fog as Remus did something very pleasant with his tongue. Hermione moaned and tightened her hold on him. Remus' hands left her legs and made their way to her hair braid and pulled it off, letting her hair fall down her back, and he stuffed his fingers into her soft hair, and pulled at it a bit. His delicious mouth left her lips and it started wandering down her chin, to her jaw, to her ear; nipping on it harshly, earning a loud cry from Hermione and a scratch of nails on his scalp, down to her neck and biting on it harshly, leaving a harsh hickey at his way. He pulled aside her shirt and bit on her collarbone, earning another needy moan from Hermione. She jerked her hips up, trying to get some sort of friction. As much as she liked this with Remus, she wanted to feel him inside her, now.

"Fuck me, Remy, th-this can be doooone-" that word came out long because he was doing something on her neck which she loved, "later," she breathed out, pulling him up by his hair and kissing him furiously.

Remus' hands left her hair and grabbed her by her bum; Hermione securely in his arms, he started up the stairs to his small bedroom. Hermione didn't even look around her as Remus walked into his room and let her un-wrap her legs, standing up and still kissing him. She took his lower lip between her teeth, grazing on it; she looked seductively at him and lowered on her knees. She started to unbuckled his belt, she could hear his breathing change from breathless into a more rapid breathlessness as he realized what Hermione was going to do to him. As Hermione pulled down his pants and then his boxers, her breath caught in her chest as she gazed at him; he was huge. Thick, long, and so hard and proud sticking up that Hermione couldn't help but softly blew on it, getting a slight intake of a breath from the owner of this gorgeous cock in front of her. Hermione looked up at him and as she was about to engulf him into her mouth, he gave a slight shake of a head and pulled her up on standing position doing a hasty work on removing his and her shirts, and with slow motion her jeans, and then gave a small shove to her shoulder and Hermione fell back on the bed.

Hermione reached out a hand and lightly touched his exposed and scarred stomach, playing with the hair there. She leaned up a bit as Remus leaned down and their lips brushed against each others. Hermione deepened the kiss, shoving her tongue into his mouth and feeling every curve of the inside of his mouth. She licked the roof of his mouth and Remus sighed in ecstasy; his hands reaching up and unclasping her bra from her, throwing it away in the small bedroom, than shoving his hand under her underwear and sliding them off of her.

His lips left her, making a hot heated kisses down to her collarbone, licking her hardened nipple, sucking on it. Hermione arched her back and grabbed a fistful of hair, keeping him close to her. She cried out when he bit and licked it with his talented tongue; he left her right breast and started on her left one. Hermione's mind wasn't functioning with her; she was in heaven and she wanted more. She tugged on his hair and pulled him up for an urgent kiss. Her one hand was on his back, gripping one of his bicep, the other snaked down his body, leaving a hot trail energetic line, and gripped his hardened erection. It twitched in her hand, and she started to move her hand up and down. Remus moaned into the kiss and started to move his hips with her movement. He wrenched away his lips from her and looked down at her.

"If you…won't stop…this won't be as enjoyable for you as you hoped."

"I know," Hermione moaned and reluctantly moved her hand from his gorgeous cock, throbbing painfully.

Remus kissed her chin, nudging her legs apart he shifted a bit and brought his erection on her entrance. Now Hermione was nervous. This will be the first time she would feel someone entering her. In a small part of her brain there was a small voice, reassuring her that this was Remus, and he'd never hurt her, but the panicking side was, well, panicking and wasn't listening to anything that was going on in her brain. There was a small distraction from down below her belt and she looked down, seeing his length slowly making his way into her, she looked up at Remus' face and found him; eyes close, face flushed, biting his lip, and breathing hard. She so wanted to kiss his lips, but she was terrified. Her body was frozen and she didn't know what to do. She knew she mustn't feel like this, but she couldn't help the tremors in her body that were ready to rip out of her. Her breath caught in her chest when he was finally fully inside of her. She closed her eyes and tried not to cry; she was breathing through her mouth, fast. He slightly pulled back and slammed into her.

A lone tear escaped the corner of her eye, but it was unnoticed by the both parties. He reared back again and slammed into her again, and a flash of memory was in front of her closed eyelids.

"You selfish, bitch," he roughly grabbed her by her hips, bruising them, and slammed into her mercilessly, Hermione looked at his dark hair, as he made his way down to her breasts. He licked in between her round breasts nipping at it roughly, causing her to cry out in pain. She tried to push him back but he held her down, slapping her on the face.

Hermione opened her eyes with a gasp and looked at Remus who was slowly moving his hips in and out of her. He opened his eyes but not registered the look in Hermione's eyes as he started going down a bit and licked the middle of her breasts. She clawed at Remus' back at the sensation and the painful memories.

"Don't…" she breathed, but Remus wasn't listening to her. Hermione started to panic as he grabbed her hands and pulled them up her head, moving his hips into her. Hermione liked this position and she would enjoy this, but the memories flashed back and she struggled at Remus' grip on her. "Don't." her voice was a bit stronger now.

Remus' hips slowed down a bit and he breathed a sigh, kissed her right breast he moved up and hovered over Hermione's face. He blinked several times and looked at her in a puzzle.

"Why are you crying?" he murmured, a small frown was forming on his wrinkled forehead.

"I-" Hermione didn't know what to say, she knew that she had to talk to Remus, but she asked him to 'fuck her' and he was going just to do that. "I didn't know, it would be this hard to-"

"You," he took a deep breath and continued, "You want me to stop? Just say it and I will…"

"No, no, I just...I just need a bit of…" she looked at his eyes helplessly. There was a tiny bit of disappointment in it and Hermione looked away from him. He grabbed her by her chin and forced her look at him; he moved closer and planted a sweet and soft kiss on her lips. Hermione now realized, again, that this was entirely another person, and this person won't hurt her and she was sure that if she told him not to do anything that she didn't want to, he would listen to her. "I'm ready," there was a flash of relief in his eyes, and he hurried to close them again, but Hermione's hand moved and she cupped his face, "Don't close your eyes, please."

And he didn't close them, instead with a groan; he started to move his hips slowly, making them last a bit longer. Hermione's breath caught when he, throbbing and big, started moving inside her. She sighed in ecstasy as his moves started moving a bit faster. Hermione's head rolled back in bed and she tried so hard not to close her eyes, because the sensation was unbelievably awesome. At first she wanted to let him take control, but now she realized that she had to move her hips or she wouldn't be her old self.

This sex was a relief for as much for Remus and as much as it was for Hermione. More for Hermione, because in a way she was letting go of her fear, that got settled on her chest, after what happened to her in her past. In a small part of her mind, that was still capable to function, she knew that she had to talk to Remus, to explain to him why she stopped him back then, and what happened to her when she left her world.

She only wanted to finally let go, she was ready, and the slight change of his movements indicated her that he was ready to go too. So, with that thought still on her mind, her one hand snaked down her body and started to rub her on her clit, moving her fingers with each of his thrusts. She moved her hips, meeting a thrust for thrust, her fingers moving with them. She whimpered when he kissed the side of her neck and licked a long lick till he was nibbling on her earlobe.

"Eye contact," she growled and bit on his ear, scratching her nails on his back, leaving red angry marks at her wake. He, with a growl of his one looked into her eyes and started to move frantically into her. The bed was creaking with their moves.

Their eyes remained connected as Remus came into her with a cry, and she whimpered as she milked him. Their breaths mingled together as they harshly breathed in and out of their mouths, looking at each other in a wonder. They stayed like that for a moment, but then Hermione gave him a small nudge with her feet and he pulled back from her and rolled on his back looking at the ceiling and still breathing hard. Hermione was in the same position as him, but then she turned her head towards him and with a start she realized that Remus was beautiful indeed, even if he was still covered in sweat and smelled like he just had sex, stupid one, he just had sex indeed, but still, the unique smell that came from him, was intoxicating. She could even smell her from him.

"Do you smoke?" Hermione asked, moving her lips, but not feeling them at all.

Remus, still out of breath, answered, "No."

"Damn," Hermione muttered and turned to look around her and realized that the bedroom was so small that it only had a small wardrobe in it and a bed, and a small bedside table and only one person could use it at once. Hermione shook her head and sit upright in the bed; completely ignoring her nudity she started down the stairs where she saw her bag on the floor. She walked towards it, and rummaged in it a bit and pulled out the box of full cigarettes. She walked up the stairs to his bedroom, to find him still on his back looking dully at the ceiling, as if deep in thought. Hermione, sighing sat next to him, her back on his headboard. She pulled out on cigarette, lighted it and took a long drug from it, exhaling it slowly out and waited for him to move, or say something.

When she took her second drug, he turned on his side, facing Hermione, tucked a pillow under his head, said, "So, what was that? Back there a minute or two ago?"

Hermione took another drug and looked dully at the wall in front of her. "It was a small panic attack," she whispered to him.

"Panic attack?"

"It's something that I had to face in my…past life. It's a bit long story and it starts after the War-"

"You know that I want to know what happened to you," said Remus hastily and brought his coverlets up her body, to cover her nudity. She smiled at him and took another drug and blew it out.

"Get comfortable," she said and chuckled humorlessly. "Like I said, it had started after the War. You know what we all went through, I had to go to a psychologist so many times, that I can't count on my fingers. My doctor was a nice woman in her mid-forties."

"She was a Muggle?" asked Remus.

Hermione nodded and continued. "I wanted my doctor to be a Mu-well; I wanted her to be a professional. So, we had some meetings and one day, I went there early, and it happened that her son was there…" she trailed off, vividly remembering any details now.

"What was his name?" asked Remus and shifted a bit.

"Kevin…" she breathed.
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