Ficlet: Take Your Time (Charlie/Hermione)
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lightofdayeTitle: Take Your Time
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing:
Word Count: 250
Content: PWP, vaginal sex, slight maledom.
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: On his rare trips back to England, Charlie likes to make the most of his assignations
A/n: Once again I swear I've written this before but well needs must for GYWO days.
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Charlie Weasley had a certain boyish charm to him, Hermione Granger admitted, coupled with a very manly body. He had thick muscles for use rather than show and his large hands were rough and covered with callous.
His grip though was soft and gentle even as he touched and tested every inch of her body, freeing her from her clothes. Hermione tumbled completely naked and breathing heavily onto his bed.
Charlie sat on the bed next to her, wearing nothing but absurdly tented-up boxer shorts. He bit his lip intently and touched her again until she was begging for it.
"Fuck, Charlie," Hermione moaned. "Do it already."
"If you insist." He said.
His grip changed He pushed Hermione face down and held her there, a big hand on the back of her neck.
Hermione whimpered canting her hips up for his access as much as she could. A thick cock pressed into her and Hermione's moan was swallowed up by the bedding. Charlie rocked his hips slowly filling her up and treating.
"I can take more than that," Hermione gasped.
Charlie kept it slow though, clearly enjoying every second.
"Do you know how long it's been for me?" Charlie gasped. "I want to make this last."
"Don't they have women in Romania?" Hermione asked.
"None like you," Charlie replied.
"Flatterer!" Hermione laughed by any further conversation was driven out of her mind.
Charlie's arms held her perfectly secure as he slowly fucked her brains out. Just how she liked it.
Rating: NC-17
Characters & Pairing:
Word Count: 250
Content: PWP, vaginal sex, slight maledom.
Disclaimer: The characters, settings and HP Franchise as a whole are owned by JKR and not by me. I make no profit from writing this piece of fanfiction.
Summary: On his rare trips back to England, Charlie likes to make the most of his assignations
A/n: Once again I swear I've written this before but well needs must for GYWO days.
- - -
Charlie Weasley had a certain boyish charm to him, Hermione Granger admitted, coupled with a very manly body. He had thick muscles for use rather than show and his large hands were rough and covered with callous.
His grip though was soft and gentle even as he touched and tested every inch of her body, freeing her from her clothes. Hermione tumbled completely naked and breathing heavily onto his bed.
Charlie sat on the bed next to her, wearing nothing but absurdly tented-up boxer shorts. He bit his lip intently and touched her again until she was begging for it.
"Fuck, Charlie," Hermione moaned. "Do it already."
"If you insist." He said.
His grip changed He pushed Hermione face down and held her there, a big hand on the back of her neck.
Hermione whimpered canting her hips up for his access as much as she could. A thick cock pressed into her and Hermione's moan was swallowed up by the bedding. Charlie rocked his hips slowly filling her up and treating.
"I can take more than that," Hermione gasped.
Charlie kept it slow though, clearly enjoying every second.
"Do you know how long it's been for me?" Charlie gasped. "I want to make this last."
"Don't they have women in Romania?" Hermione asked.
"None like you," Charlie replied.
"Flatterer!" Hermione laughed by any further conversation was driven out of her mind.
Charlie's arms held her perfectly secure as he slowly fucked her brains out. Just how she liked it.
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Date: 2024-03-30 07:09 pm (UTC)