Someone's Lips - 1/1 - Adult - Bill/Fleur/Hermione
Title: Someone's Lips (1/1)
Author: silvernatasha
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Hermione's turn to be bound. Sequel to Gentle Touches. Bill/Fleur/Hermione.
A/N: Written for smut_69 prompt #51 and 50_smutlets prompt #33: lips.
Word Count: 500.
Hermione couldn’t believe how easily she’d allowed herself to be bound. Bill had held both her hands quite easily with just one of his, reaching for his wand with the other to release Fleur. He’d then tied Hermione’s wrists together while Fleur - Fleur, who looked so wickedly pleased with herself - had slipped a blindfold over Hermione’s eyes.
Bill nudged Hermione towards the middle of the bed, pulling her thighs apart so that she was kneeling and exposed to them both. To add to this, Bill had then proceeded to bind her ankles together as he pressed a hot kiss to her bare shoulder.
Hermione had never been tied up like this. The one and only time she had been bound was during the war, and that hadn’t been the slightest bit sexy. This was new and exciting and arousing; Hermione could feel just how wet she was, shivering in anticipation.
Bound and blindfolded, she waited. She felt subtle shifts on the mattress, and then there were two sets of lips on her body. Licking. Sucking. Tasting. Hermione let out a soft moan as someone’s lips closed around a nipple. Their tongue teased the hard bud as the other tongue licked a long swipe up her neck. Hermione’s head instinctively fell back.
The lips on her nipple switched to the other breast and Hermione thought that it might be Bill. Hermione was sure he had something of an obsession with her breasts. It was impossible to tell without looking, though, as Bill had always had a very close shave.
The other person - probably Fleur, Hermione decided - traced patterns on her shoulder blades with their tongue. They paused, pulling back for a moment to blow cool air onto Hermione’s wet skin. Hermione bit her lip, arching her back when the other person started to worry one of her nipples with their teeth.
Hermione began to rock slightly, feeling both aroused and confused. The mouth on her back moved lower and lower - it wasn’t until fingers touched her arse and the tongue started to trace around the tight ring of muscles that Hermione realised what they were doing. That was something that she had certainly never done before. Hermione had never even thought about it, to be honest, but now the tongue was rimming her gently, it was the only thing that she could think about.
The other lips left her breasts. They pressed a kiss just below Hermione’s navel and then blew gently onto her wet cunt. Hermione shivered, crying out and pulling against her bonds for the first time. Hermione heard someone laugh, and then someone was lapping at her clit as well as her arse.
Hermione whimpered, nearly overloaded with sensation. With the blindfold on, everything seemed to be heightened; she’d already been immensely aroused from watching Fleur. Hermione didn’t last much longer, crying out as she came.
“Did you like that?” Bill asked in a whisper by her ear.
Hermione could only mumble incoherently.
Author: silvernatasha
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Summary: Hermione's turn to be bound. Sequel to Gentle Touches. Bill/Fleur/Hermione.
A/N: Written for smut_69 prompt #51 and 50_smutlets prompt #33: lips.
Word Count: 500.
Hermione couldn’t believe how easily she’d allowed herself to be bound. Bill had held both her hands quite easily with just one of his, reaching for his wand with the other to release Fleur. He’d then tied Hermione’s wrists together while Fleur - Fleur, who looked so wickedly pleased with herself - had slipped a blindfold over Hermione’s eyes.
Bill nudged Hermione towards the middle of the bed, pulling her thighs apart so that she was kneeling and exposed to them both. To add to this, Bill had then proceeded to bind her ankles together as he pressed a hot kiss to her bare shoulder.
Hermione had never been tied up like this. The one and only time she had been bound was during the war, and that hadn’t been the slightest bit sexy. This was new and exciting and arousing; Hermione could feel just how wet she was, shivering in anticipation.
Bound and blindfolded, she waited. She felt subtle shifts on the mattress, and then there were two sets of lips on her body. Licking. Sucking. Tasting. Hermione let out a soft moan as someone’s lips closed around a nipple. Their tongue teased the hard bud as the other tongue licked a long swipe up her neck. Hermione’s head instinctively fell back.
The lips on her nipple switched to the other breast and Hermione thought that it might be Bill. Hermione was sure he had something of an obsession with her breasts. It was impossible to tell without looking, though, as Bill had always had a very close shave.
The other person - probably Fleur, Hermione decided - traced patterns on her shoulder blades with their tongue. They paused, pulling back for a moment to blow cool air onto Hermione’s wet skin. Hermione bit her lip, arching her back when the other person started to worry one of her nipples with their teeth.
Hermione began to rock slightly, feeling both aroused and confused. The mouth on her back moved lower and lower - it wasn’t until fingers touched her arse and the tongue started to trace around the tight ring of muscles that Hermione realised what they were doing. That was something that she had certainly never done before. Hermione had never even thought about it, to be honest, but now the tongue was rimming her gently, it was the only thing that she could think about.
The other lips left her breasts. They pressed a kiss just below Hermione’s navel and then blew gently onto her wet cunt. Hermione shivered, crying out and pulling against her bonds for the first time. Hermione heard someone laugh, and then someone was lapping at her clit as well as her arse.
Hermione whimpered, nearly overloaded with sensation. With the blindfold on, everything seemed to be heightened; she’d already been immensely aroused from watching Fleur. Hermione didn’t last much longer, crying out as she came.
“Did you like that?” Bill asked in a whisper by her ear.
Hermione could only mumble incoherently.