Hermione gasped as she pressed against Wesley's hand, her head leaning against his shoulder. It should have bothered her that they were outside where anyone could come along, but it didn't. Ever since she had met Fred, she had become bolder. She and her had shared their first kiss outdoors - a moment that she would never forget as long as she lived.
And she was sure that she'd never forget this either.
As Wesley pressed his thumb against her, she felt one of his fingers slip inside her. Her strokes became faster as he thrust into her, both of their breathing becoming shallower. Hermione bit her lip to keep from crying out, not wanting to attract the attention of anyone that might have been around. It was difficult, though, and she ended up letting out a squeak when he pressed a second finger inside her.
Her body began tightening, her legs tensing as she wanted to close them but couldn't. It became more and more intense until finally, she let go with a shudder as she spasmed around his fingers. Her hand trembling, she gave Wesley a few more strokes. He let out a low moan and spilled over her hand.
"That was...brilliant," he whispered, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a kerchief. Once they had cleaned themselves up, he stood up and helped her to her feet. Smiling at each other, they leaned together and kissed each other softly on the lips before heading back to the Jeep.
"It was nice spending time with you, just the two of us," she told him as they drove back to the flat.
"I agree," he told, touching her cheek briefly.
When they reached the flat, they found it quiet and walked into the bedroom to find Fred and Rupert lying together on the bed, both naked. Grinning at each other, Hermione and Wesley quickly shed their clothing and climbed onto the bed with them, Hermione wrapping her arms around Fred while Wesley spooned up behind his husband.
And she was sure that she'd never forget this either.
As Wesley pressed his thumb against her, she felt one of his fingers slip inside her. Her strokes became faster as he thrust into her, both of their breathing becoming shallower. Hermione bit her lip to keep from crying out, not wanting to attract the attention of anyone that might have been around. It was difficult, though, and she ended up letting out a squeak when he pressed a second finger inside her.
Her body began tightening, her legs tensing as she wanted to close them but couldn't. It became more and more intense until finally, she let go with a shudder as she spasmed around his fingers. Her hand trembling, she gave Wesley a few more strokes. He let out a low moan and spilled over her hand.
"That was...brilliant," he whispered, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a kerchief. Once they had cleaned themselves up, he stood up and helped her to her feet. Smiling at each other, they leaned together and kissed each other softly on the lips before heading back to the Jeep.
"It was nice spending time with you, just the two of us," she told him as they drove back to the flat.
"I agree," he told, touching her cheek briefly.
When they reached the flat, they found it quiet and walked into the bedroom to find Fred and Rupert lying together on the bed, both naked. Grinning at each other, Hermione and Wesley quickly shed their clothing and climbed onto the bed with them, Hermione wrapping her arms around Fred while Wesley spooned up behind his husband.
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