"Hermione, let me go," Adrian growled softly as he pulled at the velvet tying him to the bed. The material held strong, keeping him in place. She must have used a spell to reinforce the material because he normally could rip it fairly easily when he was determined. He glared at the beautiful brunette when she merely giggled at his action, his green eyes narrowing as he saw the mischievous smile cross her lips.
"Stop growling at me, Adrian," Hermione teased as she surveyed her handiwork. She had strengthened the velvet before tying him up, knowing him well enough to know that his first reaction at being tied up was to free himself. He wasn't fond of confinement, preferring freedom of movement and having the ability to do as he wished. Over the three years they'd been romantically involved, however, he had slowly opened up to allowing her to tie him up during sex, but it definitely wasn't his favorite activity. She knew he loved her, trusted her and didn't mind giving up control to her on occasion, but it was always a mutual decision, just as it was when she allowed him to tie her up.
Tonight, she'd not asked permission to secure him. She'd woken up and seen him sleeping, looking so handsome with his light brown hair falling across his forehead and his lips curved into a soft smile as he dreamed. After spending nearly an hour simply looking at her lover, watching him sleep peacefully, touching him lightly on the chest and brushing soft kisses on his neck, she'd found herself with a craving for Adrian. It had been impulsive, her decision to tie him up and have her wicked way with him, an urge that she’d not been able to ignore.
Hermione was familiar with those wicked urges, having them often since becoming involved with Adrian. He was completely open sexually, willing to fulfill any fantasy as well as coming up with many naughty fantasies of his own, so she knew he wouldn't mind waking up to satisfy her craving. Besides, it was her turn to do some teasing.
It was only fair, after all. They had spent the evening making love, Adrian teasing her with his tongue and hands and lips, causing her to beg over and over just to feel him inside her. He had used the velvet on her, securing her arms above her head in a position that was comfortable, before he'd begun his assault on her body and senses. Unlike the sulky Slytherin, she didn’t have issues with bondage, rather enjoying the opportunity to give her lover complete control and letting him know she trusted him.
However, she wasn't particularly fond of begging. He knew she resented having to beg, having to plead with him to give her what she needed, and he loved pushing her to that point and hearing the needy words falling from her lips. The feeling always faded as soon as he entered her, her dislike of begging nothing compared to the way he fit inside her, to the pleasure he caused, and she'd soon be begging all over again. Tonight, though, he'd been in a particularly playful mood, teasing and touching until she'd been practically crying with need.
She knew he hadn't intended to cause such an emotional reaction, but the tears had silently fallen when he'd finally thrust into her, her body exhausted from the numerous orgasms he'd given her before finally giving her what she wanted desperately: himself. They'd fallen asleep soon after, Hermione snuggled against him, her body covered in sweat and release. When she'd woken to find him sleeping, looking so much like an innocent angel, she'd felt a need to be devilish.
That was why he was now secured to the bed with black velvet, a material she knew that he found sensual and erotic, having felt it against her own flesh numerous times as well as using it on his own sensitive areas. He was glaring at her, his full lips curved into a sulky pout that never failed to get her juices flowing, and his brilliant green eyes were flashing with anger and desire as he stared at her.
Hermione studied him for a moment, her amber eyes looking into his, a silent exchange occurring between the two lovers before she slowly smiled. He was going to be okay with this, though she had a feeling that he would definitely be paying her back, that thought causing a fresh wave of arousal to spread over her. She loved playing his games. Since they had met at a Ministry Ball three years ago, he had somehow managed to steal her heart as well as giving her the confidence she had always lacked when it came to her sexuality.
Being with Adrian allowed her to embrace her desires, loosen her inhibitions, feel sexy and attractive just from knowing that he thought she was beautiful and that he wanted her. The love they shared, the knowledge that this gorgeous wizard had chosen her to be his, allowed her the ability to act on her wants and needs without fear or trepidation. In fact, she had a tendency to become a bit of a naughty vixen around her lover, something he delighted in because he knew he was the only person that got to see her that way. She had to admit that she enjoyed being his wicked kitten because it excited him and aroused her to know he found her sexy. Hermione caught his eyes, deliberately running her tongue over her lips before her eyes lazily moved over his nude body as she purred, "I'm hungry and I wanna play."
"Hermione," he only managed to say her name before groaning as her hand touched his leg. Her fingernails grazed his flesh as her lips twisted into a naughty smile that he knew all too well. "Merlin," he moaned huskily as her fingers reached his cock. He arched off the bed towards her hand, his eyes narrowing to slits as he ran his tongue over his bottom lip. He'd forgive her for tying him up if she'd just touch him, he decided, his cock having begun to harden after he'd seen the playful look in her eyes, and, though he'd never admit it, from the feel of the velvet rubbing against his wrists and ankles.
His dislike of being tied up had begun to fade after being with Hermione, loving the way she would tease and touch him whenever he was at her mercy. He had never liked confinement, whether it being stuck in class for a lesson or being tied up by a lover. He liked freedom, having the ability to do what he wanted when he wanted. Now, though, he had to admit that he found it rather erotic to give her control. Adrian gasped when he felt something cold suddenly envelope his aching erection. Green eyes flashed open, his brow arching when he saw that Hermione was now sitting beside him. He looked from her to his cock, seeing that the cold substance appeared to be ice cream.
"Is it very cold?" Hermione asked with a curious gleam in her eyes as she covered his shaft in vanilla ice cream. She saw him react to the cold, his cock softening slightly, her fingers lightly tracing his length as she looked into his eyes.
"Freezing," he muttered crossly, refusing to ask what she had planned. He knew that gleam in her eyes, easily recalling the last time he had seen it. She’d surprised him at his office during lunch, proceeding to shag him rotten in the middle of his desk before leaving him spent and sated, flashing that sexy smile and winking as she‘d left to go back to work.
"Have I ever told you how sexy you are when you're sulking?" she mused as she moved her hand ever so gently against his hardness. Her voice lowered as she said, "I get so wet every time you pout, Adrian. The way your lips curve into that sullen sulk, it's just so bloody arousing."
"I don't sulk," he denied vehemently even as her passionate words and warm hand caused him to forget about the freezing ice cream. He felt himself starting to harden again, Hermione knowing how turned on he got when she talked dirty. He found it incredibly arousing when his proper little Gryffindor vocalized her desires, knowing that he was the first, and only if he had anything to say about it, man who saw this passionate, untamed side of her.
"Sure you don't," she agreed in a slightly mocking voice before she leaned over and ran her tongue along his pouting lips, sucking his lower lip into her mouth and nibbling on it. She pulled back and smiled before turning her attention back to the area between his thighs, observing, "You look good covered in ice cream, Adrian."
Adrian watched through desire filled eyes as she leaned over and removed something from beside the bed. It was then he noticed the small basket they used for picnics. The devious minx had planned this, he realized, a pleased smile crossing his lips as he waited somewhat eagerly for her next action. Hermione was holding a can of whipped cream, something they had enjoyed numerous times in the past. She shook the can, her breasts bouncing slightly from the action. He saw her nipples harden as his eyes moved over her naked body, her lips curving into a slight frown as she gave him a look.
"Stop that," she warned, squeezing her thighs together as she readied herself for the next ingredient for her Adrian sundae.
"Stop what?" he asked innocently, his eyes continuing to blaze a path over her bare flesh. Even after three years, he found her the most alluring and enticing woman he’d ever met. Her beauty was natural, a hidden treasure that he’d been lucky enough to find, most overlooking her or dismissing her as average. She was anything but average, in his opinion. Her hair was a beautiful dark brown, falling down her back in unruly curls that hinted at the wild side within. Her tawny eyes were captivating, almost gold whenever she was aroused. He found her shape lovely, the soft curve of her hips, contours of her stomach, and breasts that were a perfect fit for his hand making him hard even when she was wearing her heaviest robes.
"Adrian!" she rolled her eyes before smiling slightly, "I suppose I could always have *crushed* nuts with my Adrian sundae."
Adrian felt her hand gently caress his balls before she squeezed slightly, putting emphasis on the word crushed. With a slight frown, he stopped ogling her breasts and focused on what she was doing. At least he now knew she had plans to turn him into a sundae. He struggled at the velvet as he watched her spray the whipped cream on top of the melting ice cream that surrounded his cock, getting some on her breasts. She ran her finger over her nipple and then sucked the whipped cream into her mouth, letting him see her tongue moving along her finger and giving him a heated look before she licked her lips. His eyes moved along the bit of whipped cream that was still on her breast, his tongue running along his lips as he could practically taste the whipped cream mixed with the taste of Hermione.
Hermione watched him out of the corner of her eye, pleased to see him struggling against the velvet and staring at the dollop of whipped cream she'd deliberately left on her breast. She placed the can of whipped cream back in the basket and removed a bottle of chocolate topping. She reached for her wand, saying the words to a warming spell before turning back to look at the treat she was creating. She slowly poured the hot fudge over Adrian's cock, watching it mix with the melting ice cream and whipped cream.
This was quite a mess and she'd definitely be replacing the sheets afterwards, but she was enjoying the idea of creating an Adrian sundae. True, she didn't think she'd be able to wait much longer before she stopped playing and simply sank down onto his ready cock, but she was having fun teasing him. She watched his body arch at the feeling of the hot fudge dripping over his erection, her eyes moving over his slender frame, seeing the muscles in his arms and chest tense as she moved the hot fudge over his flat stomach and ribs before moving it back over his shaft. When the jar was empty, she tossed it in the basket. With a playful smile, she pulled out a cherry from a jar and placed it on the tip of Adrian's cock.
“Merlin, you look delicious," she muttered before she removed the cherry and sucked it into her mouth. Her eyes caught his as she ate the cherry, the air crackling with electricity and desire as she used her tongue on the piece of fruit before eating it. It was time to stop playing.
Hermione leaned over and moved her tongue over his length, tasting Adrian mixed with ice cream, whipped cream, and hot fudge syrup. She groaned as she began to suck his cock, listening to his soft moan as he arched up into her mouth. She pulled her head back, giving him a warning look before moving her mouth back down, relieved when he refrained from thrusting upwards and gagging her. Her tongue moved over his flesh, licking him and teasing him, her lips sliding over his length. She sucked on his head, gently grazing her teeth along his sensitive flesh, rewarded with a soft whimper from her lover. Her hand caressed his balls, squeezing and playing with the flesh as she enjoyed her tasty treat.
Adrian was pulling against the charmed velvet as Hermione sucked his cock. He wanted to touch her, struggling against the material as he moved into her sweet mouth. Finally, he begged, "Please, Hermione."
Hermione let his cock fall from her mouth with a soft plop, her eyes catching his as she moved to straddle him. She moved her wetness against his leg as she licked his stomach, tasting the hot fudge sauce and making the appropriate noises to cause him to harden even more against her stomach. Her tongue moved into his belly button before slowly moving up his ribs, her body following until she was positioned over his cock. She teased him, moving her soaking cunt over his cock as she nibbled on his nipples and licked his chest.
"Please," he begged, his eyes catching hers. She smiled softly before kissing him passionately, her hand holding his cock as she slowly began to move against him. He whimpered as the head of his cock pushed past her swollen lips and entered her wet pussy, the heat surrounding him as she raised and then lowered herself, taking him even deeper. Finally, he was completely inside her. She stayed like that, with him buried within her, as they kissed. Finally, she began to move slowly, her lips leaving his as she moaned. "You’re so bloody beautiful," he whispered as his eyes moved over her face. “I love you, kitten.”
"I love you, too," she whispered against his lips, kissing him passionately before releasing his lips. Smiling wickedly, she squeezed her muscles around his cock as she raised herself, his eyes shining with need as he moaned softly. She lowered herself, whimpering as he filled her, and began to repeat the action, watching as he struggled against the velvet, his nails digging into his palms as he tried to free himself to touch her. She muttered the words needed to release the charm on the cloth, listening as the velvet was quickly ripped. His lips claimed hers as he sat up, his hands going to her hips.
Any pretense of teasing was forgotten as they gave in to their need, his hands gripping her as he began to guide her movements, intent on obtaining mutual release. His body arched into her, his lips covering her face with kisses before he began to lick and suck her neck, listening to her appreciative moan as they moved together. Hermione leaned back, adjusting herself as he sat up, feeling his cock go even deeper as his lips finally removed the whipped cream from her breast. Her right hand tangled in his soft brown hair, her left clutching the blanket for support as they fucked.
She felt her release approaching, wanting Adrian to come with her. She pulled his head back and kissed him roughly, biting his lip as she tightened her muscles around his cock. His thrusts became more forceful as he pushed her to lie back against the bed, penetrating her deeply, moving against her clit with each plunge of his shaft. The world was soon exploding as she released his mouth and came with a soft cry, her fingernails digging into his back as he thrust into her. He grunted as he came, lips claiming hers as his seed spilled inside her.
Hermione reluctantly released his mouth to take a few much needed breaths, a sated smile crossing her swollen lips as Adrian nuzzled her neck. She kissed his shoulder, her hands moving along his back as they lay together, both tired and a bit worn out. He raised his head, smiling a sexy but sleepy smile before he gently kissed her. When he released her mouth, she moved her hand along his cheek, smiling sheepishly when she yawned.
"You look sleepy, kitten," Adrian said with a tender smile. He sat up and pulled the blanket out from beneath them and off the bed, not wanting to sleep in the melted ice cream mess that had been made. Luckily, the sheets beneath were still clean and fresh, though they wouldn't be once he and Hermione laid back down. Hermione crawled back to the head of the bed, waiting until he was laying down before snuggling against him. He pulled the sheet over them and held her, listening to her breathing as she slowly drifted off to sleep. Once she was sleeping, he finally closed his eyes, following her into a peaceful sleep.
***THE END***