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Hermione kept running, her breath coming faster. She kept up her bruising pace, sticking to the trail that wrapped around the estate grounds. To her left Ginny was gaining speed, eager to win their unspoken race.
“Not gonna out run me today, Mi.” Ginny huffed out while passing her. Laughing, Hermione elongated her strides and moved to catch up with the red head. Her chest started to ache and a stitch was forming in her side. Only a bit longer. They would run every morning during the sunrise, it was routine now. Ginny did it for training, she recently got signed for the Harpies, and Hermione did it to stay in shape. At least that's what she told other people. In reality it was a way for her to complete her plan.
Hermione caught up with Ginny just in time to come around to the back garden and cross the threshold. She came to a halt behind Ginny, bending over placing her hands on her knees, catching her breath. Glancing up through her eyelashes she saw the outline of a man. Right on time. Moving her hands off her knees she stood up straight, taking the hymn of her shirt and dragging it off her body exposing her sports bra. Taking the shirt, she used it to wipe the sweat from her brow. Glancing over, she caught the eye of the sandy haired man on his knees taking off his gardening gloves. With a smile she waved at him, just like every other morning.
“Good morning Remus. Lovely day isn't it?” Hermione said, making her way over to the man.
“I— Yes, lovely morning.” He got up brushing the dirt from his trousers. Hermione could see the hint of a blush on his cheeks. Stepping closer she brought her hand to his arm, letting her fingers trail down until they reached his hand.
“Are these new gloves?” She held onto his hand lightly, leaning forward a bit to let her chest come into full view.
“Um… Yes—,” He cleared his throat. “I just bought them the other day.” He looked from their joined hands over slightly to catch a glimpse at her exposed skin. Hermione left the sweat alone there, hoping it gave off a nice glow to her skin. She watched as he licked his lips and shook his head, bringing him out of his thoughts.
“They are lovely gloves.” She smiled brightly up at him. “Looks like all the yard work has done wonders for you.” She brought her hand up to lightly squeeze his bicep. There was no mistaking the blush now.
“Very much so.” He took a step back and bent down to pick up his basket of fresh vegetables. “Better get these inside to wash.”
“Of course!” Hermione stretched her arms up over her head then back down. “I have to go in for a wash as well.” She gave him another smile and a wink, leaving him blushing as she made her way inside.
“One down.” Ginny stated once Hermione closed the door.
“Two to go.” Both women made their way to the kitchen to grab a quick glass of water. Completely normal to do after a run. Hermione smirked to herself. Entering the kitchen, the smell of breakfast hits her nose. Right on time . Standing at the stove was James Potter, wearing his signature sleep trousers and an apron. Nothing else.
“Good morning Mr.Potter.” Ginny piped as she stole a slice of ham from the plate next to him. Swatting at her hand, he turned around to greet the two.
“Ginny, call me James, please. Good Morning—” His breath hitched as he took in the state of Hermione. Shirtless and sweaty.
“Morning James.” Hermione said walking up to do the same as Ginny. She stepped up to the dark haired man, almost chest to chest, reaching around him to grab a slice. As her hand grasped the food his opposite hand came over and snatched her wrist away, bringing it back in front of him.
“Tsk Tsk Tsk. Can’t have any just yet.” He gave her a cocky grin as he took the slice of ham from her fingers. His eyes glossed over as he glanced down at her.
“I’m just getting,” Hermione lifted onto her toes, giving her more height, and took a bite out of the ham. She licked her lips free of any leftovers. “A taste.” With one last glance through her eyelashes, she pulled away from James and left the kitchen. Leaving James alone with a half eaten slice of ham, and a curious Remus, who happened to enter at the perfect moment.
Meeting Ginny at the top of the stairs, Hermione gave her a thumbs up.
“Now for the finale.” Ginny said as the two women split ways to go wash up. Lucky for Hermione her room didn’t have it’s own bathroom, she was stuck using the one in the hall. How inconvenient . Hermione almost laughed at her thought. It took her weeks to come up with this plan. Getting it down to the minute was the hardest part. One could say it would be too complicated due to the constant moving variables. Not Hermione. A simple equation solved all her problems. Of course it was creating the equation that took the longest; but once it was complete, Hermione was unstoppable. With the help of Ginny she was going to get what she desired, she was going to finally live out her fantasy.
Only problem was she couldn’t get the timing off, not even by a second, or it would all fall apart. All her hard work would go down the drain along with her dreams. So she was precise; in every move she made, in every second of her day, and right now was the most important part. If she got this timing wrong; well she didn’t want to think about that right now.
She made her way to the bathroom to take her shower. Only a few seconds to undress, a few more to find the perfect temperature, a minute to wash down. Not stopping to feel the water rush over her body. There was no time for that. She grabbed her special shampoo and got to work.
After exactly 15 minutes of pampering she was done. Stepping out of the shower she grabbed a skimpy towel that barely covered her body, stopping just below her arse. She didn’t wipe too much water off her, just enough to make it look like she tried and failed. Checking the mirror once again she headed to the door and waited. A faint click could be heard, signaling her go.
Stepping out into the hall she bumped into a tall figure. The man brought his hands out, placing them on her shoulders keeping her steady.
“I am terribly sorry I—“ Siruis swallowed his next words. Hermione watched him look her up and down, feeling his grip on her shoulders tighten then loosen.
“Oh no! Completely my fault.” She batted her eyes at him. “I forgot my clothes in my room.” She motioned to her towel.
“I— I can see that.” He cleared his throat before he smirked down at her. His hands trailed down the length of her arms, sending shivers down them, before letting go of her completely.
“Heading down to breakfast?” She said as she shifted to one leg, popping out her hip just enough that the towel would expose just enough skin. All Sirius could do was nod his head In agreeance. “I’ll be down in a bit,” Hermione brought her hand to his chest, letting it slide down the front of his shirt. “Save me a plate?” His eyes met hers, they were blown wide. Hermione gave him a smile and stepped around him. Heading to her room to change, leaving him thinking of what she was hiding under that towel.
Stepping into her room Hermione saw Ginny already dressed and ready.
“Did it work?” Ginny jumped onto her knees on the bed.
“So far. Yes.” Hermione couldn’t help the grin that came on. Going to the closet she picked out her outfit; a lovely pair of denim shorts and a thin tank top. Not even bothering to put on a bra.
“I already have Harry leaving with me at three, so he won’t be back for the night.” Ginny said while getting up.
“Perfect.” Hermione went over to the mirror and used her wand to dry her wild curls. “Let’s move on to phase two.” With a smile and a wink the two women headed down to the main floor.
Hermione spent all of breakfast giving the three grown men her best fuck me eyes. Sitting between Harry and Remus made it simple to accidentally brush against the shy older man. Hermione knew he would be the hardest to crack, but the wolf in him can only be contained so long. On Remu’s left was Siruis, He would be easier to convince than the others, well, easier than Remus. Next to Sirius was James; now he was either going to be a challenge, or a very simple task. She would already catch his eyes on her when he thought she wasn’t looking. Alas she was always looking, just like right now. From the corner of her eye she could see Sirius not even trying to hide looking at her breasts. It almost made her laugh.
When she wasn’t exchanging light touches or looks, she was plotting. Ginny and her spent the past six weeks planning and perfecting her advances, all leading up to tonight. Tonight the three men in question would have their weekly poker night. Ginny had already completed her mission; get Harry out of the manor. No one would bother them tonight, the men didn’t let anyone intrude on their game. Something about how important it was to keep up their pack bonding. To this day, once those doors closed, no one dared to enter.
Hermione was going to be the one to end that notion tonight. She would break through the locking charm easily. All she had to do now was bid her time, and that's just what she did.
After breakfast she helped clean up with Remus making sure to rub up against him every chance she could. Around noon she offered to help James with lunch; resulting in a slight food fight and feeding each other spoonfuls of soup. Just to make sure it was cooked just right. James couldn’t take his eyes off her tongue. Then two o clock hit and Hermione just happened to be outside tanning while Sirius worked on his muggle bike. When she took off her top to tan her backside, sounds of dropped tools caused her to smirk in victory.
Sitting on her bed, Hermione couldn’t help but to worry. What if it goes wrong? I definitely wouldn’t be allowed back here again, that's for sure.
“Mi, stop worrying. It will work.” Ginny said while putting on her shoes.
“How did you know I was thinking that?” Hermione piped back.
“I can practically see the gears turning in your head, bloody hell women.” Ginny threw her hands up in exaggeration. Hermione let out a breath and ran her fingers through her hair. You got this. Ginny came over and gave her a tight hug.
“Have fun tonight Gin.” Hermione said while releasing the hug.
“Oh I'll have fun.” With a wink Ginny left. Sighing, Hermione stood up and got to work.
A quarter till seven she was ready. Looking into the mirror she blushed at the sight. Standing before her was a grown woman, blessed with beauty. The lingerie she chose fit her like a glove. A simple lace bra clad in Gryffindor red, with a matching bottom set. Her stockings were a sheer red stopping mid thigh. She looked like a present.
Slipping on her kitten heels and silk black robe, she made her way downstairs to the parlor. Her heart rate was picking up by the second, with every step. Don’t back down, you've waited too long for this moment . Taking a deep breath she faced the door leading her to her fantasy. It’s now or never.
With a wave of her hand she felt for the locking charm— only there was none. That’s weird . They always put a locking charm on the door . Confusion ran over Hermione like a tidal wave. What changed? Were they still here? Did their plans change? Hermione ran over every possibility on why they wouldn’t lock the door tonight. Were they expecting someone else? Did she forget a variable? That's impossible, she never forgets variables. It has to be a fluke . Maybe they haven’t done the charm yet. Yeah that must be it .
“Looking for something Kitten?” Hermione froze, her breath catching in her throat. She could feel warm breath on her neck, cascading over her exposed skin, causing her to shiver. “I think I know what you are looking for.” The deep voice vibrated through her as she felt his hand trace down her spine and around her waist, until coming out in front of her to the door handle.
Hermione had to force herself to breathe as the door swung open to reveal the familiar parlor; only instead of a poker table in the middle of the room, there was a bed. Oh fuck me . With wide eyes she scanned the room to find James leaned back on the couch to the left, while Remus was leaning against the fireplace.
“Look what we have here.” James spoke as he stood up. “Get lost on the way to bed sweetness?” He wore that sloppy grin she so loved. Brushing away her nerves she matched his aura.
“Not at all,” She sprouted a smirk looking from him to Remus. ”I am exactly where I meant to be.”
“Is that so?” Remus said, looking her up and down. “And what are you doing here darling?” Hermione had to force herself not to rub her thighs together and keep her composure. She stepped aside, letting Sirius go around her and stand in between his mates.
“I’m here,” She grabbed the satin tie that bound her robe to her body and pulled slightly. The black robe slowly gave way, sliding open to reveal her present to them. Hermione watched as each man gaped at her, letting lust leak in, filling their eyes. “For your pleasure.”
“Bloody hell darling.” Remus was the first to break the silence, running his hand over his face in defeat.
“Damn sweetness, this is something.” James couldn’t help but move closer to her.
“Fuck me kitten.” Sirius burned a hole right through her. She intended to do just that. If he would allow her the pleasure.
“Will you let me?” Hermione said in a soft voice, letting her lip pout out.
“Let you what kitten?” Sirius seemed to have forgotten his statement just before.
“Will you let me fuck you?” She watched his eyes widen then close. She glanced at the other two. “Will you let me fuck you all?” A series of groans spouted out causing her to smirk.
“I think I speak for all of us when I say,” James started as he stepped in front of her putting his fingers under her chin, raising it so their eyes met. “We are the ones that are going to fuck you.” This time Hermione couldn't stop herself from rubbing her thighs together, needing some friction. She could already feel the wet spot that was forming in her knickers. With a turn of his head he nodded at the other men, some unspoken message traded. She heard the shuffling of feet and murmurs happening behind him. Looking back at her James brought up his other hand pushing off the black robe from her shoulder, letting it fall to the ground in a silent thump.
“Did you pick this out just for us? Jame’s fingers trailed down the front of her chest leading to her right breast, circling around it.
“Yes-- yes I did.” Her voice came out breathy, her fingers itched to touch him. Gathering up her courage she brought her left hand up to his chest, letting it take in the warmth of his body.
“You blokes ready?” James asked while his eyes were locked on hers.
“Ready mate.” Sirius called back.
“We have a surprise for you, my sweetness.” James took her hand and started to lead her to the bed in the middle. Her eyes widened as she took in her surprise. On the bed was a set of ropes and a single blind fold. Realization hit her all too late.
“You all planned this?” She looked at the three of them, who now were shirtless.
“Yes kitten.” Sirius rounded the bed to come up behind her. “Ever since you first looked at me with those fuck me eyes.” He grabbed her shoulders and spun her around until her backside was hitting the foot of the bed.
“Quite the little minx aren't you?” Remus said, coming to stand on the left side of her.
“That she is.” James stood opposite of him.
“After that I watched as you just so happened to be everywhere we were.” Sirius leaned in to whisper in her ear. “Clever as you are, I saw right through it all.”
“What do you—” She was silenced as she felt herself being pushed back onto the bed, her hips were lifted and her body moved up. She waited for her legs to fall, but they never did. Looking down she found her legs on top of sirius’ shoulders and his head between her legs.
“You see,” James slid onto the bed to her right. “Once Pads knew your plan he came to me.” His hand started to trace circles across my side. “After that I watched you come in every morning, wearing nothing but those little shorts and thin sports bra.” He leaned down to nip at her collarbone. She didn’t even notice when Remus joined them to her left, until his lips were on her neck. Hermione had to stop herself from moaning.
“My darling,” Remus moved his mouth to her ear. “You didn’t even try to be subtle with me.” She could hear the smile on his face. Moving her head to the side she saw just that.
“I figured you would be the hardest one to crack.” Hermione said as a blush sprouted on her face.
“Oh kitten, wait till we tell you about all our naughty little thoughts.” Sirius’ comment caused Remus to blush. So they have been fantasizing about me as well? Interesting .
Pulling her out of her thoughts was the sound of clothing being ripped. A sudden burst of cold air meeting her heat caused her to gasp. Looking back down at Sirius she didn’t have enough time to protest, not that she would, before his tongue ran up the full lengh of her slit.
“I have dreamed about tasting you kitten.” He licked his lips before diving back in at full force. Jame and Remus used their hands to hold her down as Siruis attacked her clit.
“Oh fuck.” She moaned out.
“That's it, don’t hold back.” James’ voice sounded as his mouth assaulted her right breast through her bralette. Hermione’s body filled with ecstasy as her nerves burned. This was it, everything she wanted was happening. Finally.
Both her hands shot out and started to feel both of the men that encased her body. Sirius guided one finger inside her channel, pumping it in and out slowly, making her groan. She needed more.
“More— Please more.” She begged out loud. Sirius came up for a breath.
“I love hearing you beg.” He inserted another finger. “Beg some more.” He set a slow pace, going all the way in before slowly going back out again. Hermione could already feel her body building to an orgasm, but it wasn’t enough. She wanted them to fuck her.
“Please—Nguh,” She let out a moan as his tongue flicked over her clit. “I want you to fuck me.” His fingers started to move faster. “I need you to fuck me.”
“Good girl.” Sirius dipped his tongue back over her clit, moving in circles, while his fingers started to curl up hitting her sensitive spot.
“Oh fuck yes!” Hermione tried to arch her back but was held down. Closing her eyes she felt the sensations of her body take control. The coil in her abdomen grew tighter and tighter, making her muscles tighten, begging for release. Her hands found their way into Siruis’ hair tugging at the roots. Her moans grew louder as she raced to fall over the edge.
“That’s it darling.” Remus said before he licked a trail down her neck to her breast, taking her nipple into his mouth.
“Let go.” James copied Remus both working her into a frenzy. Somehow they were all connected. Each one of them knew what the other was going to do. Hermione didn’t have time to linger on the thought as both men bit down on her nipples at the same time, giving her the final push she needed before she came all over Sirius’ tongue.
While she was catching her breath, she watched as all three men stood and removed the rest of their clothing.
“Don’t get too comfortable darling. We aren’t done with you yet.” Remus sent her a wink before he climbed back onto the bed. He laid down in the center making her shift to the side slightly tio give him room. “Come here.” Crawling up to him, he took her by the waist and lifted her until she straddled him. She was barely an inch above his cock. Sirius came up behind her and pushed on her back until she was bent over, chest to chest with remus.
“Comfortable kitten?” Hermione couldn’t speak so she nodded in approval. “Have you ever done this before?” Did he mean with more than one man? Or anal? The feeling of a finger tracing her crack told her which one he was referring to.
“Yes, I have.” She looked down at Remus as his hand came up to caress her face.
“Don’t worry, We will take it slow.” She leaned down and met his lips. His kiss was sweeter than Sirius', but Remus had more scruff that tickled her chin. Reaching down between them, Remus lined her up with his cock. Slowly bringing her down, filling her inch by inch.
“Fuck!” She couldn’t help the moan that came out with it. His cock was filling her in ways she hasn’t felt before. Not that her past partners were lacking—well. Hermione didn’t finish the thought as Remus came to a halt, holding still as Sirius began his preparation. She felt the familiar spell of lubrication before a finger entered her arse. Before she could moan, Remus' lips were on her once again. Slipping his tongue past her lips the two fought for dominance, the wolf in him growling from within.
Hermione felt the bed indent to her right, James. Blindly she reached out her hand and was met with a hard cock. Running her fingers over the head, she dragged the bead of pre cum down, slicking up the shaft. A hiss filled her ears as she started to pump up and down in a slow steady rhythm.
Another finger entered her, scissoring and stretching her out. Any moment now and she would finally know the true definition of full.
“Ready for me, kitten?” Sirius removed his fingers, bringing his hands to her hips, ready to guide them. Remus let go of her lips only to start lightly circling her sensitive clit.
“Yes I'm ready.” She looked back at him. “Please fuck my arse.”
“Such a dirty little mouth you have kitten.” He lined his cock up to her entrance. “Prongs, why don’t you put that dirty mouth to work.” Sirius gave James a wink before he started to slowly inch his way into her arse. Tossing her head back in pain and pleasure, James brought his body closer to her. Running his hands through her hair James grabbed ahold of it and pulled her head down, lining her mouth up with his cock.
“Open wide sweetness.” She obeyed immediately. James slid his cock into her mouth at the same speed as Sirius. Both bottoming out at the same time. Hermione moaned around James’ cock causing him to hiss and groan.
As if they could read each other's minds, all three men started to move at the same time. Her moans were muffled as she cucked on James’ cock, moving her tongue over the head each time he pulled out. Sirius and Remus worked in tandem fucking her, fast and hard. Sirius had a bruising grip on her hips while Remus worked on her nipples, pinching and pulling. The coil came back with a vengeance, growing rapidly. If they kept this up she would come all over them in a matter of seconds. She didn’t care. Hermione was finally full of cock, and not just any cock.
Hermione could hear the collection of breathy moans and grunts as all the men set a bruising pace pumping in and out of her. James began to fuck her face more frantacly, she knew he was getting closer. Hermione moved her hand and started to play with his bollocks.
Smack . Hermione tried to yelp but no sound made it back her busy throat. Sirius smacked her arse again, harder this time. He set a rhythm; thrust, thrust, thrust, smack . It was driving her wild. Remus reached down to circle her clit; one, two, three times, was all she needed before she saw stars. Screaming out around the cock between her lips, Hermione came undone. Her legs began to shake as the men continued their assault on her body. Her mind went blank and her vision blurry.
The men began to lose their rhythm as they drew closer. James yanked on her hair harder as he thrusted deep into her mouth spilling his seed down her throat. She couldn’t taste him until he began to exit her mouth, her tongue chasing after him to collect every last drop.
Remus let out a growl as he buried himself to the hilt. Behind her Sirius did the same, thrusting one last time before she felt his hot cum shoot inside her.
“Fuck.” Sirius said as he reluctantly withdrew from her.
“Bloody hell.” Remus helped Hermione off of him and settled her down beside him, tucking her into him. “How are you feeling darling?” Hermione looked up at him through half lidded eyes.
“I feel amazing.” She giggled. James laid down next to her while Sirius took the other side of Remus.
“Better get some rest sweetness. You're gonna need it.” James kissed his shoulder as he brought up the blanket, tucking them all in.
“Wait, I have a question.” She piped up.
“Yes Kitten?” All three men looked at her.
“I saw rope and a blindfold.” She glanced between them. “What were they for?” She felt the movement of Remus as he tried to hide his laughter.
“Oh kitten that's for later.”
“Later?” All she got was a wink before James interrupted.
“We will revisit this once you wake up.” He started to play with her hair. “But for now, sleep.” After a few more seconds, Hermione let sleep take over.