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tattooedsirenTitle: Detention
Ships: Remus/Hermione
Rating: *shrugs* R/NC17ish
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Say it with me now ~ me ... don't ... own.
Summary: Hermione is acting up and Remus is forced to give her detention.
Authors Notes: This is set in Hermione's seventh year, so given where canon is at I think it's safe to call it AU. I know this type of fic has probably been written a thousand times before. Well, now it's been written a thousand and one times. :O)
Thanks a bunch to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
inell for her guidance. Dedicated to mrs_remus, whose kind words encouraged me to write this fic when I had the plot bunny in my head for longer than I care to admit. Thankyou!! I hope you like it.
Detention
Remus squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, trying to force his mind from the impure thoughts that were currently abounding. It was hard work though, what with Hermione sitting in his line of sight, absentmindedly chewing on the end of her quill.
He returned his attention to the parchment in front of him, tying his best to get some actual work done. But try as he might, he couldn’t concentrate, his attention always straying, aided in part by the erection pressing tight against his trousers.
Hermione shifted in her seat, rocking from side to side, unknowingly drawing his attention to her. She looked up and when their eyes met, she gave him a brief smile.
What had gotten into her lately, Remus mused. Hexing Crabbe and Goyle in full view of several teachers, forcing him to give her detention for a week. It was so unlike her.
Remus could hear the shuffling of papers but kept his eyes on his own work, alternating between counting down the fifteen minutes left of this torture and counting down the six weeks left until the end of term and the end of his daily proximity issues. Then there was the sound of scraping metal and footfalls in his direction. But only when she was standing beside him, behind his desk, did he look up.
There was a nervous smile on her lips. He leaned back in his chair, unintentionally rolling the chair back away from the desk.
“Is there something I can help you with, Hermione?” he asked in what he hoped was an unwavering voice.
She put the pieces of parchment on his desk, her eyes flicking briefly to his bulging crotch. Realising what she was looking at, he mentally cursed himself, wishing for the privacy his desk normally afforded.
“Actually,” Hermione replied, taking a step closer to him, “I was going to ask you the same thing.”
His brow furrowed in obvious confusion. “Sorry?”
She took another step forward, fell to her knees and quickly undid his trousers.
Shock and denial kept him from saying anything, for a moment at least. He then went to protest the inappropriateness of the situation but only got out, “Herm-” before her mouth closed over his hard cock and the words died in his throat.
It felt so good. She knew what she was doing, running her tongue along his length, sucking on him. He briefly wondered whether it was experience or extensive study that led to her expertise, but all thoughts soon vanished as he surrendered to the feeling of her warm mouth surrounding him.
He knew he was coming and he put a hand in her hair, the only coherent message he could send to warn her. A moment later he came with a moan, and she swallowed him down, trying her best not to gag.
Hermione slowly released him, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand after she had tucked him back into his boxers and shakily re-zipped and buttoned his pants. She stayed kneeling on the floor for a moment, avoiding his gaze, which she could feel boring into the back of her head.
“Hermione?” Remus said tentatively, running his hand through her hair.
She quickly stood and started to walk away but Remus was too fast, quickly standing and grabbing her hand. They stood there for a moment, Hermione still with her back to him.
“Hermione,” he said, barely above a whisper. His voice was thick with lust, sending shivers down her spine.
She slowly turned to face him. They looked at each other for a moment before they both rushed forward, crashing into one another in their heated embrace.
Their mouths opened as they kissed violently, Hermione pressing against his body, wrapping her arms around his neck and hanging on for dear life. Remus ran his hands down her back and squeezed her hips. He supported her as she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist, holding her firm against him as they continued their assault on one another.
Never breaking the kiss, and trying not to be distracted by Hermione’s roaming hands, Remus took a few steps and placed her on his desk, ignoring all the parchment and ink already there.
He pulled her shirt out from her skirt and lightly trailed his fingertips from her back, around her waist, up her stomach to her chest. He broke their kiss from pure shock as he realised she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Are you okay?” she asked between heavy pants.
He nodded. “Yeah,” he whispered, pressing his forehead to hers. And just to reinforce the point, he covered her bare breasts with his warm hands.
Hermione threw her head back with a moan as he began rubbing his thumb back and forth over her hardened nipple. He put his mouth to her exposed neck, placing open mouthed kisses down the white column. She placed her hands on the desk behind her and leaned back slightly, giving him better access to her. But in the process she knocked over a bottle of ink.
“Sorry,” she murmured as blank ink rained across his stacks of parchment.
“S’okay,” he replied, his breath tickling her.
While his tongue licked the hollow of her throat, he removed his hands, and she instantly missed their warmth. But he put his hands to better use, removing her tie and unbuttoning her shirt. He lightly trailed his hands from her neck to her hips before taking her right nipple in his mouth.
“Fuck,” she groaned, wiggling her hips to get closer to him.
He continued his attentions, sucking and licking her nipple while squeezing her other breast with his hand. He then kissed his way to her left nipple, biting and sucking her breast softly, but hard enough to leave a mark.
Hermione put her hands to his cheeks and brought him up to her face. The passion in the air was overwhelming and they only looked at each other for a second before meeting in a drugged kiss, Remus wrapping an arm around her as the kiss soon deepened.
Hermione trailed her hands down from his cheeks, over his neck to reach his shirt. She began unbuttoning the shirt, her trembling fingers taking longer than she wanted. She undid his shirt and moved to his trousers, fumbling with the button. She broke their kiss to give her full attention to the mutinous apparel.
“Are you okay?” he whispered gently, kissing her hairline.
She nodded briefly as she finally got the button undone.
“Are you sure?” he asked in concern.
She looked up at him. He cupped her face, running his thumb lightly over the arch of her cheek. She smiled. “I’m sure,” she said, slowly and deliberately.
Hermione leaned up and kissed him, a gentle pressing of lips that she hoped conveyed all the love and passion and certainty she felt. Their kiss soon increased in intensity, Hermione placing her hand on his chest, feeling the rapid beating of his heart under her palm.
Remus lightly placed a hand on her knee, massaging it briefly before sliding his hand up her inner thigh, beneath her skirt. When his fingers came into contact with her soft curls, he groaned, almost coming right there and then at the realisation she had been sitting there for the last hour with no underwear on.
“Fuck,” he breathed, his mind flicking briefly to her squirming in her seat, creating her own friction.
He slid a finger into her. She was dripping wet and when he flicked a thumb over her swollen clit, she sighed, “Yes.”
Hermione buried her head in his neck as he continued his exploration, his fingers working a magic that was older and better than anything she had ever read in any book.
“So wet,” Remus murmured to her hair.
Barely breathing from his ministrations, she pushed down his trousers and boxers, wrapping her fingers around his cock.
He groaned, adding a second finger inside her.
Her breathing hitched, she began to stroke his length, maddening slow at first, but soon increasing in pace.
“Need … you … fuck … Remus … now …” she breathed, broken words that he couldn’t agree with more, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer if she continued her pace.
He removed his fingers from her and spread her legs wider. He kissed the top of her head and she looked up at him. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes bright, and he thought she had never looked more beautiful. With a small smile, he kissed her tenderly as he inched forward and allowed her to guide him into her.
They joined in a sigh. Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper. He obliged, her name on his lips.
Their mouths met in a burning kiss and the tempo instantly changed. He began thrusting into her, hard, her hips meeting his rhythm.
For a brief moment, Remus seriously believed he would die from this intense pleasure. He had never felt so connected to anyone and when Hermione broke their kiss to murmur his name, he knew he had never felt bliss such as this.
He claimed her lips again, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer. He moved his hand from her hip and went under her skirt, finding her clit and teasing the bundle of nerves as they continued thrusting.
He soon came with a strangled cry that contained her name. This, along with the ecstasy he was creating with his fingers, pushed her over the edge too.
Remus wrapped his arms around her as she trembled slightly, breathing heavily in the aftermath. They both remained like that for a minute, waiting for their heartbeats to calm. After gathering his wits, Remus slowly withdrew from her, kissing her on the lips.
They began to dress in silence, Remus pulling up his trousers and straightening his shirt while Hermione jumped off the desk and buttoned her shirt, straightened her skirt and reknotted her tie.
“So,” Remus said, a slight smile on his face.
“Yeah,” she replied with a grin.
He chuckled. “You should get going before someone comes looking for you. I’ll see you again tomorrow for your detention.”
She nodded. “I’ll see you then.”
“And don’t be late. Because I would hate to have to punish you for tardiness,” he said with a sly grin.
She beamed, her features lighting up at the thought. She quickly breached the gap between them and kissed him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. She withdrew just as quickly and turned and left the classroom.
Remus shakily sat down in his chair, mentally counting down the hours until tomorrow’s detention, a small smile on his face.
Ships: Remus/Hermione
Rating: *shrugs* R/NC17ish
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Say it with me now ~ me ... don't ... own.
Summary: Hermione is acting up and Remus is forced to give her detention.
Authors Notes: This is set in Hermione's seventh year, so given where canon is at I think it's safe to call it AU. I know this type of fic has probably been written a thousand times before. Well, now it's been written a thousand and one times. :O)
Thanks a bunch to
inell for her guidance. Dedicated to mrs_remus, whose kind words encouraged me to write this fic when I had the plot bunny in my head for longer than I care to admit. Thankyou!! I hope you like it.Detention
Remus squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, trying to force his mind from the impure thoughts that were currently abounding. It was hard work though, what with Hermione sitting in his line of sight, absentmindedly chewing on the end of her quill.
He returned his attention to the parchment in front of him, tying his best to get some actual work done. But try as he might, he couldn’t concentrate, his attention always straying, aided in part by the erection pressing tight against his trousers.
Hermione shifted in her seat, rocking from side to side, unknowingly drawing his attention to her. She looked up and when their eyes met, she gave him a brief smile.
What had gotten into her lately, Remus mused. Hexing Crabbe and Goyle in full view of several teachers, forcing him to give her detention for a week. It was so unlike her.
Remus could hear the shuffling of papers but kept his eyes on his own work, alternating between counting down the fifteen minutes left of this torture and counting down the six weeks left until the end of term and the end of his daily proximity issues. Then there was the sound of scraping metal and footfalls in his direction. But only when she was standing beside him, behind his desk, did he look up.
There was a nervous smile on her lips. He leaned back in his chair, unintentionally rolling the chair back away from the desk.
“Is there something I can help you with, Hermione?” he asked in what he hoped was an unwavering voice.
She put the pieces of parchment on his desk, her eyes flicking briefly to his bulging crotch. Realising what she was looking at, he mentally cursed himself, wishing for the privacy his desk normally afforded.
“Actually,” Hermione replied, taking a step closer to him, “I was going to ask you the same thing.”
His brow furrowed in obvious confusion. “Sorry?”
She took another step forward, fell to her knees and quickly undid his trousers.
Shock and denial kept him from saying anything, for a moment at least. He then went to protest the inappropriateness of the situation but only got out, “Herm-” before her mouth closed over his hard cock and the words died in his throat.
It felt so good. She knew what she was doing, running her tongue along his length, sucking on him. He briefly wondered whether it was experience or extensive study that led to her expertise, but all thoughts soon vanished as he surrendered to the feeling of her warm mouth surrounding him.
He knew he was coming and he put a hand in her hair, the only coherent message he could send to warn her. A moment later he came with a moan, and she swallowed him down, trying her best not to gag.
Hermione slowly released him, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand after she had tucked him back into his boxers and shakily re-zipped and buttoned his pants. She stayed kneeling on the floor for a moment, avoiding his gaze, which she could feel boring into the back of her head.
“Hermione?” Remus said tentatively, running his hand through her hair.
She quickly stood and started to walk away but Remus was too fast, quickly standing and grabbing her hand. They stood there for a moment, Hermione still with her back to him.
“Hermione,” he said, barely above a whisper. His voice was thick with lust, sending shivers down her spine.
She slowly turned to face him. They looked at each other for a moment before they both rushed forward, crashing into one another in their heated embrace.
Their mouths opened as they kissed violently, Hermione pressing against his body, wrapping her arms around his neck and hanging on for dear life. Remus ran his hands down her back and squeezed her hips. He supported her as she jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist, holding her firm against him as they continued their assault on one another.
Never breaking the kiss, and trying not to be distracted by Hermione’s roaming hands, Remus took a few steps and placed her on his desk, ignoring all the parchment and ink already there.
He pulled her shirt out from her skirt and lightly trailed his fingertips from her back, around her waist, up her stomach to her chest. He broke their kiss from pure shock as he realised she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Are you okay?” she asked between heavy pants.
He nodded. “Yeah,” he whispered, pressing his forehead to hers. And just to reinforce the point, he covered her bare breasts with his warm hands.
Hermione threw her head back with a moan as he began rubbing his thumb back and forth over her hardened nipple. He put his mouth to her exposed neck, placing open mouthed kisses down the white column. She placed her hands on the desk behind her and leaned back slightly, giving him better access to her. But in the process she knocked over a bottle of ink.
“Sorry,” she murmured as blank ink rained across his stacks of parchment.
“S’okay,” he replied, his breath tickling her.
While his tongue licked the hollow of her throat, he removed his hands, and she instantly missed their warmth. But he put his hands to better use, removing her tie and unbuttoning her shirt. He lightly trailed his hands from her neck to her hips before taking her right nipple in his mouth.
“Fuck,” she groaned, wiggling her hips to get closer to him.
He continued his attentions, sucking and licking her nipple while squeezing her other breast with his hand. He then kissed his way to her left nipple, biting and sucking her breast softly, but hard enough to leave a mark.
Hermione put her hands to his cheeks and brought him up to her face. The passion in the air was overwhelming and they only looked at each other for a second before meeting in a drugged kiss, Remus wrapping an arm around her as the kiss soon deepened.
Hermione trailed her hands down from his cheeks, over his neck to reach his shirt. She began unbuttoning the shirt, her trembling fingers taking longer than she wanted. She undid his shirt and moved to his trousers, fumbling with the button. She broke their kiss to give her full attention to the mutinous apparel.
“Are you okay?” he whispered gently, kissing her hairline.
She nodded briefly as she finally got the button undone.
“Are you sure?” he asked in concern.
She looked up at him. He cupped her face, running his thumb lightly over the arch of her cheek. She smiled. “I’m sure,” she said, slowly and deliberately.
Hermione leaned up and kissed him, a gentle pressing of lips that she hoped conveyed all the love and passion and certainty she felt. Their kiss soon increased in intensity, Hermione placing her hand on his chest, feeling the rapid beating of his heart under her palm.
Remus lightly placed a hand on her knee, massaging it briefly before sliding his hand up her inner thigh, beneath her skirt. When his fingers came into contact with her soft curls, he groaned, almost coming right there and then at the realisation she had been sitting there for the last hour with no underwear on.
“Fuck,” he breathed, his mind flicking briefly to her squirming in her seat, creating her own friction.
He slid a finger into her. She was dripping wet and when he flicked a thumb over her swollen clit, she sighed, “Yes.”
Hermione buried her head in his neck as he continued his exploration, his fingers working a magic that was older and better than anything she had ever read in any book.
“So wet,” Remus murmured to her hair.
Barely breathing from his ministrations, she pushed down his trousers and boxers, wrapping her fingers around his cock.
He groaned, adding a second finger inside her.
Her breathing hitched, she began to stroke his length, maddening slow at first, but soon increasing in pace.
“Need … you … fuck … Remus … now …” she breathed, broken words that he couldn’t agree with more, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer if she continued her pace.
He removed his fingers from her and spread her legs wider. He kissed the top of her head and she looked up at him. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes bright, and he thought she had never looked more beautiful. With a small smile, he kissed her tenderly as he inched forward and allowed her to guide him into her.
They joined in a sigh. Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper. He obliged, her name on his lips.
Their mouths met in a burning kiss and the tempo instantly changed. He began thrusting into her, hard, her hips meeting his rhythm.
For a brief moment, Remus seriously believed he would die from this intense pleasure. He had never felt so connected to anyone and when Hermione broke their kiss to murmur his name, he knew he had never felt bliss such as this.
He claimed her lips again, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer. He moved his hand from her hip and went under her skirt, finding her clit and teasing the bundle of nerves as they continued thrusting.
He soon came with a strangled cry that contained her name. This, along with the ecstasy he was creating with his fingers, pushed her over the edge too.
Remus wrapped his arms around her as she trembled slightly, breathing heavily in the aftermath. They both remained like that for a minute, waiting for their heartbeats to calm. After gathering his wits, Remus slowly withdrew from her, kissing her on the lips.
They began to dress in silence, Remus pulling up his trousers and straightening his shirt while Hermione jumped off the desk and buttoned her shirt, straightened her skirt and reknotted her tie.
“So,” Remus said, a slight smile on his face.
“Yeah,” she replied with a grin.
He chuckled. “You should get going before someone comes looking for you. I’ll see you again tomorrow for your detention.”
She nodded. “I’ll see you then.”
“And don’t be late. Because I would hate to have to punish you for tardiness,” he said with a sly grin.
She beamed, her features lighting up at the thought. She quickly breached the gap between them and kissed him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. She withdrew just as quickly and turned and left the classroom.
Remus shakily sat down in his chair, mentally counting down the hours until tomorrow’s detention, a small smile on his face.
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