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Metronome	By : MegaCurious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 4037 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The characters and canon situations in the following story belong solely to JK Rowling, Scholastic and WB. I am not making any money from the publishing or writing of this story. I do not own Harry Potter.

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He often brought home new experimental devices to try out on family and friends. Most of the time they were practical jokes resulting in varying degrees of angry backlash from his test subjects. It was only when Fred and George began experimenting with a new line of “Adult” products for the shop that Angelina began to view the concept of “home-tested” materials in a more appreciative light.
Over the past six weeks they had “tested,” all for product research of course, a variety of enticing new wizarding products, from edible paints that produced a warm vibrating sensation when licked off, to various forms of lingerie that produced biting, licking, tingling, and stroking sensations on multiple erogenous zones.
Tonight, as Angelina lay sprawled on the bed with her hands and ankles loosely restrained to the head post, she curiously examined the small rectangular box Fred had placed on the side table. If she had to hazard a guess she'd say it resembled a metronome, like the kind musicians used. But why would Fred bring home a metronome? He called it a “Breath Control Aid,” and promised to explain it's use in due time.
She turned her attention back to the lean, red-headed man who was examining her face curiously as he slid his hand up to her neck, fingernails scratching lightly as he applied a slight pressure. She arched her back, urging him with her eyes to continue, without fully understanding what it was she craved.
"I've noticed something about you." He spoke lightly, his voice containing the same teasing lilt that first drew her to him.
"Oh, really? And what would that be?"
"Your breathing always speeds up when I touch your neck with my hands." Fred gave her a mischievous smile, the kind that spelt trouble on a Weasley twin’s face.
"Does it? I hadn't noticed." She did feel her breathing increase now though, the familiar feeling of desire tingling through her when he had that naughty smirk on his face. That smile almost always lead to something wicked and sinful, and of course deliciously erotic.
"Yes, it does." He leaned forward to nip at her ear lobe and trailed his hand up from her breast to skim over her neck. She reflexively lifted her chin and arched her back again, exposing more of her neck to him. He pulled back and admired his large roughened hand cradling her smooth skin. Reaching his thumb up to trace along the angle of her jaw he watched as her eyes held his captive, a familiar dare gleaming in them. Well, a Weasley twin was biologically incapable of resisting a dare.
"Want to play?" he asked, nodding his chin toward the bedside table where the small “Breath Control Aid” lay inconspicuously. A slow, challenging smile grew across her face as she cocked her head to the side. “You know I do, but you still haven't told me what that is for. ”
He began to explain the purpose of the device while slowly gliding his wand over her clothing and magically removing it. She could feel the familiar tickle dancing over her skin as each article of clothing disappeared from her body, baring every inch of her skin to his view.
“I want you to focus very carefully on your breathing, no matter what I do to you. ” Oh dear, as if she wasn't wet enough already. What was he planning on doing to her?
“This aid,” he pointed to the box, “is going to produce alternating high and low pitched beeps. When the beep is high I want you to draw a deep breath in, and when the beep is low I want you to let it out. ”
She nodded in understanding. It should be easy enough she mused, but when his hand cupped her breast and sharply pinched the nipple to a peak she hazily wondered how she was supposed to focus on beeping with his hands on her.
“The beeps will speed up and slow down depending on your magical signature. Theoretically it should maximize oxygen flow and cutoff at the optimum times to increase arousal. ” The idea made tantalizing sense. Early in their research they discovered that magical signatures emitted by the body increased with arousal and reached their peak during orgasm. With a little handy spell work they were able to charm “mind-reading” sexual objects to register the subject's magical output and regulate it's performance accordingly.
“Now, since I think some incentive may be in order, if you follow all my directions and keep your breathing in tune to the beat, I promise you a mind blowing orgasm. But, if you falter, I'm going to have to pull away so you can refocus. ” He flashed her his patented mischievous smirk and with a chuckle he pulled out a black silk blindfold and slipped it over her head.
“I want you to focus on your breathing and the way I make you feel. Might be too distracting if you keep looking at your gorgeous boyfriend. ”
“Oh, is George here?” She joked, and squirmed with a laugh when he drew one of his hands down her ticklish side. “You minx, don't make me punish you right now. I can always go catch a drink at the bar and nurse my wounded pride...while you stay tied to the bed awaiting my return, ready to beg my forgiveness. Hmm...I think I like the idea of you ready and waiting for me. ”
She couldn't help the laugh that escaped, but it was effectively muffled as his mouth crashed down on hers, enticing her into a deep and all-consuming kiss that left her momentarily breathless when he pulled away.
Beep. She heard the high pitched pulse followed by a low beep nearly five seconds later. That's right, she was supposed to start breathing in time to this device now. She still felt Fred's body propped on all fours above her and imagined he was studying her face and chest to ensure her cooperation before he continued.
Beep- She took a slow, deep breath in,

beep- and slowly let it out.

Beep- In

beep- and out.
After ten reps she felt her body gradually relax. She concentrated solely on her breathing, the mechanical movement of her chest as it rose and fell, pulling air into her lungs and pushing it out again in a rhythmic pattern. She felt Fred's lips trail down her neck and his teeth graze lightly over her collarbone. He was careful at first not to introduce too much sensation too quickly, lest she forget her breathing.
Beep- She took another deep breath in. His hand grazed the bottom side of her breast, cupping it firmly and lifting it up.
Beep- She breathed out with a low moan as his lips reached the upturned breast and his tongue gently stroked it's peak.
Beep- She tried to breathe in smoothly again, but her breath hitched as he bit the nipple in time with the beep. Gently he soothed the tender flesh with his tongue before nipping and nibbling with his teeth again.
Beep- As she exhaled slowly she realized his left hand was now tweaking her other nipple.
Beep- In. He began to place small kisses down her stomach. One, two, three...
Beep- Out. She moaned again as she exhaled, his fourth kiss landing directly on her pulsing clit. She could feel his own heavy breathing on her sex as he pulled back slightly.
Beep- She gasped, pulling a quick burst of air into her lungs as he licked her gently. She breathed out a moan before the next beep and he immediately pulled away. Her hips thrust upward in empty air, seeking the firm pressure of his mouth again as she struggled belatedly to control her gasping breath.
She was only half-aware of the resounding beeps she was missing, and they seemed to get louder and louder. With the next high pitched beep she focused solely on drawing in a long, even breath, struggling to ignore the quick pulsing beat of arousal centered between her legs.
Beep- She breathed out slowly and heard what sounded like a choked moan from Fred. The relentless beat had sped up to two second intervals now and the faster breathing seemed to help maintain her level of arousal as she waited for him to resume. No doubt, she mused, he was staring transfixed at her breasts heaving up and down with her quick breathing.
Beep- He licked again slowly, tentatively at first and she could imagine his eyes looking up at her, checking her breathing. If she begged him to forget the machine would he go ahead and bring her to climax already? Of course he would, he could never seem to resist when she begged.
Beep- She let out a slow haggard breath. He was speeding up his attention now and she felt an absurd sense of determination strengthen her resolve. She didn't want to give up. She wanted to prove that she could control herself...for him. Wanted to make him proud. She ticked off the seconds silently in her mind as she resolved to focus purely on the rhythmic beeping and subsequent breathing. She noted mentally that the beeps had gradually slowed back to 5 second intervals.
Beep- As she exhaled slowly, she recognized that a hard metallic object was rubbing insistently at her entrance. She waited for the next beep and felt a sliver of panic slice through her when it came two seconds later than expected. What a strange sensation, to begin to feel dizzy with your vision restricted by a blindfold.
Beep- She had to focus on taking a slow breath when the long object was quickly thrust inside of her, aided by her own slick passage. Oh, how she wanted to moan, to curse, to gasp. Instead, she waited with bated breath trusting that the next beep would come soon.
Beep- And then he twisted the object inside of her and she both felt and heard the low thrumming vibration as it began to pulse relentlessly. She focused immediately on her breathing as her muscles clenched around the vibrator and she fought for control.
Beep- She drew in another long breath and couldn't help the sudden thrust of her hips as she felt Fred's warm mouth descend on her clit again. She wanted so badly to moan his name, to ask him to speed up the vibration and drive her to come. But she held her breath and counted the seconds...ten seconds now.
Beep- She let her breath out slowly, moaning softly and feeling her pulse quicken even as her breathing slowed. As the slow warmth of her magic began to tingle across her body, she knew her face must be flushed, reflecting her impending orgasm.
Beep- She felt the vibrator extending inside of her, thrusting forward and pulling back with the steady beat of her own pulse and she knew she wouldn't be able to last much longer. As she neared the end of her long exhalation she let out a soft “please.” She could barely wait until the next Beep before she sucked in another breath, quickly this time as she began to feel lightheaded from waiting.
Before she could exhale she felt Fred's hand press firmly over her mouth and nose, restricting airflow as he moved the vibrator up to rest against her clit. His voice was chanting her name like a mantra, calling for her, begging for her to come. She couldn't see, and she couldn't move her limbs. All she felt was the delicious vibrations against her and the warm strong hand clasping over her airway. She arched her neck, pushing her face further into that hand, Fred's hand, trying to signal her desperation to breathe.
The concentrated pulsing quickly pushed her to the edge and Fred removed his hand just as she went over. Angelina's body writhed, her mouth open and gasping for breath as her voice rose in a crescendo of moans before slowing and falling back to silence. She could have sworn, in that moment, that she had left her body and floated weightlessly through space.
She felt deliciously sated and drowsy as Fred removed her bindings and blindfold. As her vision began to focus she held on to the image of Fred's face hovering worriedly over her own. “Angie, are you okay? I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have used my hand on you like that, not when we hadn't discussed it. I was just caught up in the moment. I...”
“Fred, it's okay. More than okay, that was brilliant.” She gave him a sated smile, reaching up her hand to cradle the side of his face. He leaned forward and rained small kisses over her cheeks and eyelids, setting a final one gently on her lips.
“Brilliant? Angie, I practically choked you. It was just supposed to be controlled breathing, not constriction. I could have...”
She pulled his face down for another kiss. “I liked it. A lot actually. ” At the skeptical look on his face she chuckled. “Remember when we tried bondage for the first time? We both felt closer to each other when at the mercy of the other, and this was even more intense. You held my life in your hands and I trusted you full-heartedly. It's not necessarily something I want to feel every time, but I would like to try again sometime. It was intense and amazing. ”
Fred's face began to relax and he nuzzled her neck. “I think we should do some additional safety research before we resume our own testing...but then...maybe next time we can try it on me?”
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