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RP: Sunday Surprises

Aug 26, 2007 12:54

Date: August 26, 2005
Character(s): Roger Davies, Hermione Granger
Location: Their house
Status: Private
Summary: Hermione surprises Roger.
Completion: Complete

( He was extremely curious what she'd done with the room )

place: private residence, august 2005, roger davies, hermione granger

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shh_hermione August 26 2007, 21:11:55 UTC

"Okay. If that dare is forgotten, I'll play your silly game," she said. She arched a brow and smirked. "I don't think losing is ever enjoyable, Roger, and I don't intend to start today ( ... )

shh_roger August 26 2007, 21:27:54 UTC

He flicked his tongue across her lips as he drew back slightly to glance down, because she was doing something with her hands that didn't involve touching him and he needed to see.

And oh fuck, she was unbuttoning her shirt. He shifted as he felt his cock thicken and begin to strain against his denims. It was bloody enough that she was wearing one of his shirts to begin with, with no bra underneath -- he was beginning to regret that he'd picked this particular game to play today. His hands went to fists against his legs as she moaned and squeezed her own breast.

"Love kissing you, too," he said lowly, vision blurring slightly as she gripped her nipple lightly and squeezed. He blinked, gathering his senses before his hands could move of their own accord and cup those breasts himself. She kissed him again and he groaned into it, drawing her tongue into his mouth and sucking as he undid the button on his denims and slid down the zipper. "Feel good?" he whispered against her lips.

shh_hermione August 26 2007, 21:43:27 UTC

She liked hearing Roger groan. Even after all these months, she could't stop the rush of pleasure she felt whenever he reacted to her. When she heard the sound of his zip being lowered, she moaned against his mouth. "Yeah," she whispered, pulling back so she can look down.

"Let me see you," she sais softly. She let go of her breast and shifted so she could unzip her own jeans and push them around her thighs. After she shoved them down and kicked them off, she settled against the arm of the sofa wearing just her knickers and his open shirt. There was a little distance between them now because it was less tempting to touch that way and also forced him to see all of her and make the move to get closer.

"Having fun?" she asked mischievously. She squeezed her breast and lightly traced the scar on her side as she watched him. "I like to look at you when you're like that."

shh_roger August 26 2007, 22:01:19 UTC

He was seriously considering taking one for the team, because losing sounded more and more appealing if it meant he could put his hands on her. She moaned, and he moved his hand across the front of his boxer shorts where his erection strained, no longer encased in denim ( ... )

shh_hermione August 26 2007, 22:09:50 UTC

He was so hard, and they hadn't even touched. The fact that she could arouse him that much just from kissing him and letting him see her naked made her feel so powerful. It was difficult to remember that he'd made this into a game, when all she wanted was to feel his hands on her ( ... )

shh_roger August 26 2007, 22:23:49 UTC

"Yeah," he breathed as he watched her fingers play over her breast. It wasn't something she'd ever done before, not like this, and it was torture to watch and not be able to touch.

"Like my hands, do you?" he asked, gruffly, shifting and moving closer, not at all sure he could keep this game going. "Want to touch you so badly." At her soft words, so shy and sexy, he gripped his cock harder and began to stroke. He watched her move her hand lower and licked his lips, his mouth impossibly dry. "Where do you want me to put my hands? Show me where you want me to touch you."

shh_hermione August 26 2007, 22:38:27 UTC

"Yes, I do," she murmured, watching his face. "I love your hands, when you touch my hair or my face or my body. So strong and rough yet so gentle."

At his whispered words, she smiled. "Then touch me, Roger," she urged, shifting slightly so her hair brushed against one of her breasts. "I want you to put your hands everywhere, all over me. Here and here." She touched her breast and dragged her hand along the crotch of her knickers, which was already damp.

"Where do you want me to touch you?" she asked. "If you touch me, then I'll be able to touch you all over. Your chest or your face or even somewhere lower."

shh_roger August 26 2007, 22:57:42 UTC

He shook his head slightly as if to clear it, even as his mind went fuzzy at the sight of Hermione showing him where she wanted to be touched. "Fuck," he whispered, deciding in that moment that there was no possible way he could lose this game, no matter how it turned out.

His legs were brushing against hers now, as he'd been steadily closing the distance between them. "You can touch me wherever you want, love," he said, his voice low and emphatic. "Everywhere you want. But god, I've bloody well got to touch you first." He shifted closer and let out a low breath as he put his hands on each of her legs, sliding higher from thighs, to hips, up her torso and over her breasts. Finally.

"Losing feels pretty damned good," he said with a quiet chuckle as he nuzzled beneath the fabric of her shirt to touch his lips to her collarbone.

shh_hermione August 26 2007, 23:03:24 UTC

"Can I?" she whispered as he leaned over her and brushed his lips against hers. She felt his hands on her leg, touching her skin quickly as he moved them higher until he was cupping her breasts. She arched against him, pressing closer, and reached for him. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled him closer.

"Winning feels better," she murmured, laughing softly as she pulled at his shirt to get it off him. She kissed his neck and nibbled his ear. "Do I get my winnings now or another day?"

shh_roger August 26 2007, 23:22:16 UTC

He lifted his arms and let her tug off his shirt as he laughed. He pushed his jeans the rest of the way down and kicked them off, then settled on top of her again.

"You can collect any time," he said, slipping his hand into her knickers as he pressed down against her, "but I'm not sure I'm done touching you yet." He shifted and began to kiss her neck. She'd not liked it when he'd ripped her knickers the last time, so he hooked his fingers into the fabric and moved it to the side as he began to ease inside of her, groaning at the way she felt around him as he brought his mouth to hers and started to move.

shh_hermione August 26 2007, 23:28:22 UTC

When he laughed, she grinned and shifted into a more comfortable position for what they were about to do on his new sofa. Already, they'd have to use cleaning charms on it, but she didn't mind. The foreplay from not touching had left her tense and needing him to touch, which was all that mattered right now.

"We'll save it for another day," she said, her breath catching as he pressed against her wetness. She tilted her head to the side so he could reach her neck better, and gasped when he moved her knickers to the side and suddenly slid inside her.

"Roger," she hissed, pressing against him as she adjusted to him being inside her. He kissed her and they began to move together.

shh_roger August 26 2007, 23:42:46 UTC

He heard her say his name in a soft hiss before he kissed her more deeply, curling his tongue around hers. Bracing himself on his elbow, he brought his other hand up to cup her breast and drag his thumb against her nipple in time with his thrusts. She felt amazing, so wet and unbelievably tight around him, and he lost himself in sensation.

After a while, he began to thrust harder, getting closer to his climax. He tilted his hips, making a little grinding motion each time he buried himself in her, and quickening his pace when when he felt her reactions and the answering motion of her hips.

shh_hermione August 26 2007, 23:51:58 UTC

When he caressed her breast, she scratched his back and rolled her hips up to meet his thrusts. The kiss deepened as he began to move faster. It felt amazing, and she moved her leg around him so she could shift and change the angle.

He started entering her more deeply, grinding against her on each thrust. She moaned and kissed his neck, nibbling on his skin as she felt her orgasm approaching. They kept moving faster until she couldn't hold back any longer. She came with a soft cry, holding him against her as she shuddered.

shh_roger August 27 2007, 00:03:37 UTC

By the time he felt Hermione come, her muscles tightening around him and that telltale quiver in her thighs, he was already thrusting more erratically, already toppling over the edge. He grunted and trembled as he buried himself deep and spilled into her, wrapping an arm around her back and pulling her against him even as she held him tightly.

When she stopped trembling, and he came down from his own orgasm, he lifted his head and brushed her hair out of her face before he kissed her slowly. "Love you," he murmured against her lips, looking at her through heavy lidded eyes. "And you might not be much for games, but you're certainly good at them."

shh_hermione August 27 2007, 00:09:37 UTC

She held him against her as he came, feeling him tense and spill inside her. She needed to make another trip to Barcelona soon to get more potion because neither of them was very good at resisting the urge to shag now that they had their own house and so many places to christen.

When he finished trembling, they kissed slowly. "Love you, too," she murmured. She laughed softly. "Oh, I don't know. I think this was just another of your sneaky games, Davies. The kind where no one really loses."

She kissed him again and brushed her fingers through his hair. "Well, at least we know your new sofa is comfy," she told him with a grin.

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