Date:February 14, 2005
Character(s): Hermione Granger, Roger Davies
Location: ....around.
Status: Private
Summary: Roger spends Valentine's Day with Hermione.
Completion: Complete
As he stood in front of his mirror in trousers and tucked-in shirt, Roger did up his tie. Then undid it, then tied it again.
"Ah, bugger it." He loosened the tie and yanked it
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When he nibbled her lip, she shifted and moved her other hand behind him, lightly stroking his back and shoulder as she parted her lips. "Roger," she breathed out softly, pulling his hair lightly as he kissed her jaw, uncertain what exactly she wanted to say or ask for.
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In his mind, he was still hearing that little sound she'd made before she'd whispered his name. He nudged her lips apart a bit further, rubbing against them with his own, and made a low sound as he flicked his tongue out to taste her.
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Her lips fell open and Roger sighed into her mouth, his tongue finding hers and and sliding against it slowly. He tilted his head to take the kiss deeper and stroke his tongue against hers more deliberately. She tasted good; better even than he'd thought, and he groaned just a bit, trying to steady his breathing as his fingers moved restlessly in her hair.
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The sounds he made were really nice, a sigh and a groan that made her think maybe she was doing okay with the kissing, but she felt a wave of panic as she tried to remember the books and the techniques and it was making her not enjoy this lovely moment she wanted.
She pulled back and rubbed her nose against his, sighing as she closed her eyes and admitted softly, "I don't really know what I'm supposed to do. With the noses and tongues and teeth...I, uh, don't want to do it wrong."
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His mouth opened slightly, and he hung back momentarily, not wanting her to feel pressured to just shove her tongue in his mouth. Go slow. He tried to focus, to breathe, as he spoke. "Just... keep your eyes closed, and let your tongue sort of feel your way around my mouth. Just explore, like this." He demonstrated on her, eyes shut, tongue slowly moving along her top lip, then her bottom one, then inside her mouth to the flesh just inside. Slowly past her teeth to find her tongue and flick against it. He pulled back, his breathing ( ... )
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She also liked the sounds he made. He was normally rather calm and quiet, thoughtful and intuitive, so hearing him make such noises, knowing she'd helped cause them, was a rather powerful feeling. She liked seeing these glimpses of his passion, even if she felt guilty knowing he was holding his back because she wasn't ready and because she was seeing someone else, too. Before she could start worrying over that again, he moved his tongue into her mouth and touched hers.
"Okay," she whispered, keeping her eyes closed as she followed his example.
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A few minutes later, he pulled back, but stayed only inches from her face and rested his brow against hers. "Better?" he asked softly, unable to resist touching his lips to hers again.
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When he pulled back, she smiled. "Yes, better," she murmured, kissing him lightly. "Thank you." She brushed his hair back and kissed the tip of his nose and his cheek.
She moved her hand over his, entwining her fingers with his. "I think I could eventually develop an appreciation for poetry," she said, glancing up at him and smiling. She bit her lip and considered it before she kissed his jaw and rested her head on his shoulder. "Read me another?"
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"Ah, I knew you would," he said, looking down and smiling at her. "I think I'm going to be a bit smug about that, just so you know." He picked up the book, flipping through and settling on one before he picked up her hand again, lacing his fingers through hers. He laid a kiss on her head before he started to read to her again.
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