smutty_clause Worth Your While *NC-17* Hermione/Charlie
Just doing a bit of archiving, so feel free to scroll on past if you've already read this. I wrote this for the smutty_clause fic exchange for inell. So there you go.
Title: Worth Your While
Author: acquiescence_
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Charlie/Hermione ... Bill/Hermione
Warnings (if any): None
Disclaimer: Not mine, i just play with them a bit
Author's notes (if any): Merry Christmas Inell, you're one of my favorite authors so i was a little daunted getting you as my Secret Santa. So i hope you enjoy this at least a little bit as much as I've loved the things you've written.
Laughter filled the Burrow as did the scent of hot chocolate, cookies, and cider. The Weasley’s Christmas party was in full swing. Hermione smiled as she and Charlie entered the party.
“Oh Charlie dear, I didn’t think you were going to be able to make it.” Molly caught him up in one of her large hugs before moving to Hermione.
“Change of plans, mother,” He grinned and pulled Hermione up to his side curling his arm around her waist. “Seems someone was better than she previously thought.”
“Well go enjoy the party; everyone will be so surprised to see you.” She shooed them off into the party and went about bustling around the kitchen.
Charlie smirked at Hermione and leaned down to brush his lips against her neck.
“You heard mum, go enjoy the party. I’ll be watching.”
With that he pulled away from her and made his way through the sea of people. Hermione strained on her tiptoes to see his shock of red hair among the crowd but soon realized it would do her very little good at a Weasley family function.
She sighed in frustration and slowly made her way into the party. She hadn’t been feeling well, but Charlie had promised he’d make it worth her while to come along. So she drank down a pepperupp potion, put on a nice dress and her best smile, and let him drag her out of their flat to the party.
Pushing through the clusters of people through out the room Hermione made her way to a corner, hoping to hide and find Charlie. As she walked across the room, she managed to bump into Bill. It had been so long since she’d seen him and she smiled appreciatively as she looked him over discretely.
“Oh sorry Hermione, I didn’t see you there.” He grinned and pulled her into a hug. “It’s so good to see you again. How’s Charlie behaving for you?”
Hermione rolled her eyes. “Well you know Charlie.”
“Yes I do, so where has that brother of mine gone off to?”
“Who knows” She waved her hand to indicate the mass of people surrounding them.
“Yes, I see your point.” Even a head taller than Hermione Bill couldn’t tell Charlie from any of the others in the room. “Well I hope you’ll have a good time tonight, bump into me later and we’ll talk again.”
Hermione smirked at the long haired red head and found herself a quiet corner from which to watch the party. She let her eyes pass from face to face around the room, hoping to spot Charlie and find out why he’d been so keen on getting her to this party in the first place.
She saw several of her old school friends enjoying themselves, many of her coworkers from the ministry, and distant Weasley family relations whom she’d never met before. Everyone seemed to be having a good time - this had become a bit of a tradition in recent years so it was nice to see everyone together again.
The she saw him again. Bill was chatting with Harry about something across the room. He kept playing with a strand of hair that had fallen out of his ponytail pulling it behind his ear only to pull it free once more. She’d never noticed before how entrancing his mouth was when he was talking.
He always wore a smile that peeked through even when he was talking. His tongue would play over his lips occasionally or he would bite his lower lip when he was concentrating. It really was intoxicating to watch.
Hermione shook her head, Bill was married and she was head over heels in love with Charlie. She had never really gotten over her girlish crush on Bill even after all these years. It was true that she had been completely smitten with him when she was younger - he was older and cool and just so attractive.
Her eyes followed him as he moved around from group to group catching up with old friends and introducing himself to new ones. He moved with such confidence people just seemed happy to stand beside him.
“You like watching him don’t you, love?” Charlie growled softly in her ear.
Hermione straightened up, suddenly aware that she had been staring, and turned around. Though, when she turned the place where she expected to see Charlie was surprisingly empty.
She bit her lower lip looking at the empty space behind her before turning around again looking for Charlie in the crowd.
Once again, however her eyes fell on Bill. He was wearing a snug button down shirt and jeans. He had a very understated way about him that Hermione loved. Charlie had it too, but there was something different about the way Bill carried himself.
As she was watching him, Charlie’s voice filled her head as she remembered something he’d once said.
“You like him don’t you?”
“Hmm… who?” Hermione looked up from the book she’d been reading
“Bill. You like him don’t you? You fancy him?” Charlie leered at her.
“What do you mean?”
“You want to shag my brother, don’t you Hermione? You want him to be on top of you driving your irresistible body into the mattress again and again. Or maybe you don’t even want to wait to get into bed. Maybe you’d want him to press you up against a wall pull your skirt up and your knickers to the side and thrust his big thick cock into you. Don’t you love?”
Hermione just started at him, how had he known?
“I … I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Come on pet, you don’t have to lie to me. I find it hot as fuck actually that you think about my brother like that. He is a rather good shag if you ask me.”
Hermione turned scarlet - she was not hearing this.
“You like him don’t you, love?” Charlie’s breath was warm against her ear this time as slight growl rising in the back of his throat.
“Don’t turn around ‘Mione. Just keep watching him, imagine it’s his hands on you now.”
At last she understood, Charlie had slipped away at some point and hidden under an invisibility cloak and had been watching her the entire time.
“You’re thinking about shagging him aren’t you, pet. Thinking about having him push you up against the wall in the upstairs toilet aren’t you. You want him don’t you?”
Hermione felt Charlie’s fingertips running up and down the length of her spine and teasing at the back of her thighs.
“What do you think, love; should I tell him about those fantasies you’ve kept hidden?”
“You wouldn’t dare, Charles Weasley.” Hermione turned around to face him reaching out to pull the cloak off of him.
Before she could however, Charlie grasped her wrist and pulled her beneath the cloak with him.
“I told you not to turn around didn’t I, pet.”
Slowly she nodded, acquiescing to his firm grip on her wrist.
“I think you might need to be punished since you can’t listen, little girl.”
“Charlie please, we can’t do anything right here. We’re in the middle of your parent’s party.”
“Exactly, so you’ll have to keep very quiet then won’t you.” He grinned smugly at her and pressed his fingers to her lips indicating that she should keep quiet.
Charlie reached up and loosened his necktie, and pulling it over his head. Keeping his grip on her wrist Charlie took her other and pressed them together in his hand. Using the tie he bound them together in front of her body and turned her away from him once more.
“There now that’s better don’t you think? Now watch my brother; imagine it’s him touching you now.”
Hermione bit her lower lip as Charlie reached down and pulled her skirt up around her waist his fingers pushing their way into her knickers.
“Why what’s this love, are you wet?”
Hermione blushed bright red and was thankful she was facing away from Charlie. She leaned back against his chest as his fingers parted her wet folds pushing up into her. She whimpered softly as his fingers began moving inside of her twisting and thrusting in and out.
Her eyes fluttered shut as his other hand reached for her breast, pulling her top down to expose her round peaks to the warm air of the room.
“Keep your eyes open love, keep watching Bill. Think about him doing this to you. Think about all the people here how close they are to you right now. What they would see if we were to just drop this cloak.”
“Please Charlie…” Hermione whimpered and arched her hips pressing against Charlie’s brusquely moving fingers.
He let his thumb rise higher to tease over her sensitive pearl as his fingers plunged in and out of her body. At the same time he brought his fingers together around her hardened nipple, pinching and twisting in time with the movements of his fingers.
“Who love? Who is doing this to you?” Charlie increased the motion of his fingers inside her and twisted her nipple harshly.
Hermione bit her lower lip, to keep from crying out whimpering softly as she felt her self nearing the edge with each thrust of Charlie’s fingers.
“Who ‘Mione, tell me who.”
Hermione shook her head, panting against his neck as his fingers plundered her body again and again. Her body trembled against him as she was wound ever tighter.
“Please don’t make me say it Charlie, gods please.” She pleaded with him while grinding against his hand between her wet thighs.
Charlie stopped moving his fingers suddenly and Hermione had to stop herself from groaning loudly in disappointment. His hand that had just been on her breast tangled itself in her wild hair pulling her head up off his shoulder and forcing her to look at Bill.
“Look at him love, look at my brother, tell me you want him, tell me it’s him doing this to you know, do it.” And just as suddenly his fingers began moving as fast as ever against her.
His thumb was a blur over her clit, sweeping back and forth over the tight bundle of nerves. Hermione’s body quaked against him as he pushed her towards climax.
“Who is it?” He hissed in her ear.
“Bill, gods Bill don’t stop,” she let out a raspy moan as her back arched and her body tensed.
She had to bite her hand to keep from crying out and giving them away - invisibility cloak or not, they would be discovered if she was too loud.
“Mmmm, that’s it, that’s my girl.” Charlie cooed softly against her ear as he slowly eased his fingers from her body, letting his lips drag over the soft smooth skin of her shoulder and neck as he pulled the tie from her wrists.
Hermione moaned softly leaning back against Charlie, before trying to compose herself - her thighs were covered and her hair was a mess.
“So, was that worth getting out of bed for love?” Charlie smirked at her.
“I wouldn’t look so smug if I were you Mr. Weasley,” Hermione warned “I’ve got plans for you now.”
Charlie quirked an eyebrow at her, but before he could say more she pulled the cloak over her head and made her way back into the party.
As she made her way across the room to get a drink Hermione bumped into Bill.
“Oh fancy bumping into you again Hermione.” Bill flashed his big smile at her. “When I said ‘bump into me later’ I didn’t think you’d take it literally.”
Hermione blushed a deep red as Bill smiled at her. If only he knew.
Title: Worth Your While
Author: acquiescence_
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Charlie/Hermione ... Bill/Hermione
Warnings (if any): None
Disclaimer: Not mine, i just play with them a bit
Author's notes (if any): Merry Christmas Inell, you're one of my favorite authors so i was a little daunted getting you as my Secret Santa. So i hope you enjoy this at least a little bit as much as I've loved the things you've written.
Laughter filled the Burrow as did the scent of hot chocolate, cookies, and cider. The Weasley’s Christmas party was in full swing. Hermione smiled as she and Charlie entered the party.
“Oh Charlie dear, I didn’t think you were going to be able to make it.” Molly caught him up in one of her large hugs before moving to Hermione.
“Change of plans, mother,” He grinned and pulled Hermione up to his side curling his arm around her waist. “Seems someone was better than she previously thought.”
“Well go enjoy the party; everyone will be so surprised to see you.” She shooed them off into the party and went about bustling around the kitchen.
Charlie smirked at Hermione and leaned down to brush his lips against her neck.
“You heard mum, go enjoy the party. I’ll be watching.”
With that he pulled away from her and made his way through the sea of people. Hermione strained on her tiptoes to see his shock of red hair among the crowd but soon realized it would do her very little good at a Weasley family function.
She sighed in frustration and slowly made her way into the party. She hadn’t been feeling well, but Charlie had promised he’d make it worth her while to come along. So she drank down a pepperupp potion, put on a nice dress and her best smile, and let him drag her out of their flat to the party.
Pushing through the clusters of people through out the room Hermione made her way to a corner, hoping to hide and find Charlie. As she walked across the room, she managed to bump into Bill. It had been so long since she’d seen him and she smiled appreciatively as she looked him over discretely.
“Oh sorry Hermione, I didn’t see you there.” He grinned and pulled her into a hug. “It’s so good to see you again. How’s Charlie behaving for you?”
Hermione rolled her eyes. “Well you know Charlie.”
“Yes I do, so where has that brother of mine gone off to?”
“Who knows” She waved her hand to indicate the mass of people surrounding them.
“Yes, I see your point.” Even a head taller than Hermione Bill couldn’t tell Charlie from any of the others in the room. “Well I hope you’ll have a good time tonight, bump into me later and we’ll talk again.”
Hermione smirked at the long haired red head and found herself a quiet corner from which to watch the party. She let her eyes pass from face to face around the room, hoping to spot Charlie and find out why he’d been so keen on getting her to this party in the first place.
She saw several of her old school friends enjoying themselves, many of her coworkers from the ministry, and distant Weasley family relations whom she’d never met before. Everyone seemed to be having a good time - this had become a bit of a tradition in recent years so it was nice to see everyone together again.
The she saw him again. Bill was chatting with Harry about something across the room. He kept playing with a strand of hair that had fallen out of his ponytail pulling it behind his ear only to pull it free once more. She’d never noticed before how entrancing his mouth was when he was talking.
He always wore a smile that peeked through even when he was talking. His tongue would play over his lips occasionally or he would bite his lower lip when he was concentrating. It really was intoxicating to watch.
Hermione shook her head, Bill was married and she was head over heels in love with Charlie. She had never really gotten over her girlish crush on Bill even after all these years. It was true that she had been completely smitten with him when she was younger - he was older and cool and just so attractive.
Her eyes followed him as he moved around from group to group catching up with old friends and introducing himself to new ones. He moved with such confidence people just seemed happy to stand beside him.
“You like watching him don’t you, love?” Charlie growled softly in her ear.
Hermione straightened up, suddenly aware that she had been staring, and turned around. Though, when she turned the place where she expected to see Charlie was surprisingly empty.
She bit her lower lip looking at the empty space behind her before turning around again looking for Charlie in the crowd.
Once again, however her eyes fell on Bill. He was wearing a snug button down shirt and jeans. He had a very understated way about him that Hermione loved. Charlie had it too, but there was something different about the way Bill carried himself.
As she was watching him, Charlie’s voice filled her head as she remembered something he’d once said.
“You like him don’t you?”
“Hmm… who?” Hermione looked up from the book she’d been reading
“Bill. You like him don’t you? You fancy him?” Charlie leered at her.
“What do you mean?”
“You want to shag my brother, don’t you Hermione? You want him to be on top of you driving your irresistible body into the mattress again and again. Or maybe you don’t even want to wait to get into bed. Maybe you’d want him to press you up against a wall pull your skirt up and your knickers to the side and thrust his big thick cock into you. Don’t you love?”
Hermione just started at him, how had he known?
“I … I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Come on pet, you don’t have to lie to me. I find it hot as fuck actually that you think about my brother like that. He is a rather good shag if you ask me.”
Hermione turned scarlet - she was not hearing this.
“You like him don’t you, love?” Charlie’s breath was warm against her ear this time as slight growl rising in the back of his throat.
“Don’t turn around ‘Mione. Just keep watching him, imagine it’s his hands on you now.”
At last she understood, Charlie had slipped away at some point and hidden under an invisibility cloak and had been watching her the entire time.
“You’re thinking about shagging him aren’t you, pet. Thinking about having him push you up against the wall in the upstairs toilet aren’t you. You want him don’t you?”
Hermione felt Charlie’s fingertips running up and down the length of her spine and teasing at the back of her thighs.
“What do you think, love; should I tell him about those fantasies you’ve kept hidden?”
“You wouldn’t dare, Charles Weasley.” Hermione turned around to face him reaching out to pull the cloak off of him.
Before she could however, Charlie grasped her wrist and pulled her beneath the cloak with him.
“I told you not to turn around didn’t I, pet.”
Slowly she nodded, acquiescing to his firm grip on her wrist.
“I think you might need to be punished since you can’t listen, little girl.”
“Charlie please, we can’t do anything right here. We’re in the middle of your parent’s party.”
“Exactly, so you’ll have to keep very quiet then won’t you.” He grinned smugly at her and pressed his fingers to her lips indicating that she should keep quiet.
Charlie reached up and loosened his necktie, and pulling it over his head. Keeping his grip on her wrist Charlie took her other and pressed them together in his hand. Using the tie he bound them together in front of her body and turned her away from him once more.
“There now that’s better don’t you think? Now watch my brother; imagine it’s him touching you now.”
Hermione bit her lower lip as Charlie reached down and pulled her skirt up around her waist his fingers pushing their way into her knickers.
“Why what’s this love, are you wet?”
Hermione blushed bright red and was thankful she was facing away from Charlie. She leaned back against his chest as his fingers parted her wet folds pushing up into her. She whimpered softly as his fingers began moving inside of her twisting and thrusting in and out.
Her eyes fluttered shut as his other hand reached for her breast, pulling her top down to expose her round peaks to the warm air of the room.
“Keep your eyes open love, keep watching Bill. Think about him doing this to you. Think about all the people here how close they are to you right now. What they would see if we were to just drop this cloak.”
“Please Charlie…” Hermione whimpered and arched her hips pressing against Charlie’s brusquely moving fingers.
He let his thumb rise higher to tease over her sensitive pearl as his fingers plunged in and out of her body. At the same time he brought his fingers together around her hardened nipple, pinching and twisting in time with the movements of his fingers.
“Who love? Who is doing this to you?” Charlie increased the motion of his fingers inside her and twisted her nipple harshly.
Hermione bit her lower lip, to keep from crying out whimpering softly as she felt her self nearing the edge with each thrust of Charlie’s fingers.
“Who ‘Mione, tell me who.”
Hermione shook her head, panting against his neck as his fingers plundered her body again and again. Her body trembled against him as she was wound ever tighter.
“Please don’t make me say it Charlie, gods please.” She pleaded with him while grinding against his hand between her wet thighs.
Charlie stopped moving his fingers suddenly and Hermione had to stop herself from groaning loudly in disappointment. His hand that had just been on her breast tangled itself in her wild hair pulling her head up off his shoulder and forcing her to look at Bill.
“Look at him love, look at my brother, tell me you want him, tell me it’s him doing this to you know, do it.” And just as suddenly his fingers began moving as fast as ever against her.
His thumb was a blur over her clit, sweeping back and forth over the tight bundle of nerves. Hermione’s body quaked against him as he pushed her towards climax.
“Who is it?” He hissed in her ear.
“Bill, gods Bill don’t stop,” she let out a raspy moan as her back arched and her body tensed.
She had to bite her hand to keep from crying out and giving them away - invisibility cloak or not, they would be discovered if she was too loud.
“Mmmm, that’s it, that’s my girl.” Charlie cooed softly against her ear as he slowly eased his fingers from her body, letting his lips drag over the soft smooth skin of her shoulder and neck as he pulled the tie from her wrists.
Hermione moaned softly leaning back against Charlie, before trying to compose herself - her thighs were covered and her hair was a mess.
“So, was that worth getting out of bed for love?” Charlie smirked at her.
“I wouldn’t look so smug if I were you Mr. Weasley,” Hermione warned “I’ve got plans for you now.”
Charlie quirked an eyebrow at her, but before he could say more she pulled the cloak over her head and made her way back into the party.
As she made her way across the room to get a drink Hermione bumped into Bill.
“Oh fancy bumping into you again Hermione.” Bill flashed his big smile at her. “When I said ‘bump into me later’ I didn’t think you’d take it literally.”
Hermione blushed a deep red as Bill smiled at her. If only he knew.