Naked:- Remus/Hermione (Mature)
Her eyes roamed his naked body, glorious with the after glow of love making. His eyes were closed, a sated smile on his scarred face, delighted and content after pleasuring his witch. She couldn’t remember loving him more than this moment, couldn’t think of a time without him in her life. Of course, she would have never expected him to be so dominant in the bedroom; the sweet quiet man gave off the impression of submission. But once alone with his mate and her arousal he was insatiable, taking her to the pinnacle of pleasure, bringing her to heights she’d never experienced before and making her actually believe she was sexy and desirable.
Remus Lupin had been the only wizard thus far to make her feel like a woman and not a silly little girl with a crush. He had been patient and kind, tutoring her in the art of intimacy, drawing her into long, fulfilling debates and loving her. He worshipped his mate, treated her as if she were a prized gold bullion and she did the same. When naked she could barely keep her hands off him, wanting to touch the scars inflicted by years of pain and transformation, to kiss every inch of his skin, to lick and nibble the places she knew would have him whimpering and whining for more.
Smiling, she leaned forward, kissing the corner of his mouth and breathing in his heady, musky scent. She loved Remus Lupin but more importantly…she loved him naked.
Remus Lupin had been the only wizard thus far to make her feel like a woman and not a silly little girl with a crush. He had been patient and kind, tutoring her in the art of intimacy, drawing her into long, fulfilling debates and loving her. He worshipped his mate, treated her as if she were a prized gold bullion and she did the same. When naked she could barely keep her hands off him, wanting to touch the scars inflicted by years of pain and transformation, to kiss every inch of his skin, to lick and nibble the places she knew would have him whimpering and whining for more.
Smiling, she leaned forward, kissing the corner of his mouth and breathing in his heady, musky scent. She loved Remus Lupin but more importantly…she loved him naked.