Fluttering Out Party
Title: Fluttering Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Millie/Hermione
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual situation
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt No. 186 - Dust & Mildewe
Summary: Hermione is speechless for once. Follows Sprawling Out Party.
In the hazy part of Hermione's brain that was still functioning, she noted that it was possible to feel like she was floating and also that she was quite unable to move...all at the same time. She'd never experienced such an earth-shattering orgasm before, not that she was all that accustomed to experiencing them in the first place, and to think it was another girl who had bestowed such a gift on her.
Hermione's lashes fluttered, and her cheeks burned. A part of her felt tremendously guilty, while another part whispered that she had deserved to be treated like a princess for once. She was forced to acknowledge that Ron had been taking her for granted lately, and it was nice to have someone put her needs first. Hermione wondered if Dust & Mildewe had published any books on the subject of sapphic pleasures.
Hermione opened her eyes to see Bulstrode smiling up at her. "Now, that's how a girl is supposed to look after sex," Bulstrode said.
Hermione's face flushed hotter. She struggled to sit upright and brush her skirt down at the same time.
Bulstrode laughed softly. "Why, Hermione Granger," she teased. "I don't believe I've ever seen you speechless before."
Hermione opened her mouth, but she truly was at a loss as to what she should say. Was she expected to thank Bulstrode? Should she offer to return the favor? Hermione was beginning to regret not having studied female-on-female sexuality before. Such knowledge would certainly come in handy now.
Hermione cleared her throat. "What about you?" she ventured timidly.
"This was all about you, Granger," Bulstrode replied. "I have a feeling that Weasley doesn't often put you first, if ever, but I was only too happy to do that for you. A girl like you deserves to be pampered and pleasured."
"Thank-thank you," Hermione stammered in response. "I should...I should probably go...back to my dorm now." She stood up on shaking legs and paused until she felt like she could walk without tipping over. Hermione made her way out of the classroom, glanced back once to see Bulstrode still smiling at her, then she exited the room and fled back to Gryffindor.
Scratching Out Party
Author: enchanted_jae
Characters: Millie/Hermione
Rating: R
Warning(s): Sexual situation
Word count: 365
Disclaimer: Characters are the property of JK Rowling, et al. This fic/drabble was written for fun, not for profit.
Written for: hogwarts365 Prompt No. 186 - Dust & Mildewe
Summary: Hermione is speechless for once. Follows Sprawling Out Party.
In the hazy part of Hermione's brain that was still functioning, she noted that it was possible to feel like she was floating and also that she was quite unable to move...all at the same time. She'd never experienced such an earth-shattering orgasm before, not that she was all that accustomed to experiencing them in the first place, and to think it was another girl who had bestowed such a gift on her.
Hermione's lashes fluttered, and her cheeks burned. A part of her felt tremendously guilty, while another part whispered that she had deserved to be treated like a princess for once. She was forced to acknowledge that Ron had been taking her for granted lately, and it was nice to have someone put her needs first. Hermione wondered if Dust & Mildewe had published any books on the subject of sapphic pleasures.
Hermione opened her eyes to see Bulstrode smiling up at her. "Now, that's how a girl is supposed to look after sex," Bulstrode said.
Hermione's face flushed hotter. She struggled to sit upright and brush her skirt down at the same time.
Bulstrode laughed softly. "Why, Hermione Granger," she teased. "I don't believe I've ever seen you speechless before."
Hermione opened her mouth, but she truly was at a loss as to what she should say. Was she expected to thank Bulstrode? Should she offer to return the favor? Hermione was beginning to regret not having studied female-on-female sexuality before. Such knowledge would certainly come in handy now.
Hermione cleared her throat. "What about you?" she ventured timidly.
"This was all about you, Granger," Bulstrode replied. "I have a feeling that Weasley doesn't often put you first, if ever, but I was only too happy to do that for you. A girl like you deserves to be pampered and pleasured."
"Thank-thank you," Hermione stammered in response. "I should...I should probably go...back to my dorm now." She stood up on shaking legs and paused until she felt like she could walk without tipping over. Hermione made her way out of the classroom, glanced back once to see Bulstrode still smiling at her, then she exited the room and fled back to Gryffindor.
Scratching Out Party