Neither of them had been able to focus much that day, both reminiscing about the previous night and anticipating the following evening. They both made it through that day with vague responses to questions from people in the house and a few vacant stares out the kitchen window. Fred had almost been knocked off his broom when they played their afternoon Quidditch match in the orchard. Hermione had tried to take a nap, wanting to be well rested for the evening, but after lying there for an hour she felt ridiculous and more then a little turned on from the memories that had been running through her head.

That night at the dinner table Fred knocked over a glass of water and had to hurriedly clean it up. Hermione had noticed, but she wasn't as focused as the others who laughed for a solid minute. After the dishes had been done and everyone had finally gone to bed, Mrs. Weasley stayed up later then normal. Fred thought she was doing it on purpose, but Hermione assured him that the radio didn't schedule her favorite singer for an evening interview deliberately to mess with their own plans. Finally, once Mrs. Weasley was tucked up in bed and humming along to the new song that had been released that night, Hermione snuck out of her and Ginny's room, which was oddly empty, and into Fred's.

'Hi' she said closing the door behind her

'Hey' he replied, he was sitting on his bed reading a book, well attempting to read a book. He placed it down and got up, she was only a few steps into his room.

'So what now?' Hermione asked feeling dumb.

'We do what we want' Fred smiled, taking her hands into his 'there is no pressure, we just go with the flow'

'And do what feels natural' Hermione smiled

'Exactly' Fred grinned, he leaned in and kissed her softly, she kissed him back happily.

After a long while of standing there, arms wrapping around each other, lips kissing each other, or their cool skin. Hermione moved in such a way to begin to lead them over to Fred's bed. When they reached the edge, Fred reached behind him and pulled back the covers. Both in their pajamas, they crawled into the warm bed, snuggling up close to each other. The moonlight was creeping through the window, causing the room to be slightly lit, allowing them to make out each other's faces in the night. His face was close to hers, both of their heads sharing one pillow, while his arm drew lines with his fingertips up and down her side.

Hermione looked at him, his face calm and filled with affection, red hair falling around his face. She lifted a hand to his cheek and brushed a small strand of hair away from his beautiful eyes. Leaving her hand resting on his cheek, she lent forward and kissed his lips in a soft delicate kiss that expressed how much she trusted him.

He returned the kiss, gently pulling her closer with his arm. They were both pajama clad, although neither had socks on. The cold walk to Fred's room had nipped at Hermione's toes, but now they were safely tucked up in the warm depth of the bed they were sharing. Soon their soft kisses became more heated, Fred dropped his lips to her jaw line and ran his tongue along it, finding her pulse point. He moved them in such a way that he was laying beside her, yet his torso was twisted above her so that he could reach every inch of her soft warm skin. When he sucked on her earlobe she let out a little sigh and he grinned his troublemaker grin. He loved hearing her, she was still quiet, but she was getting more sure of herself and courageous. The day she screamed his name would be an incredible day. But he honestly couldn't think of that day, or any other day, because he had her in his arms right that moment and it was all he could ever want. Her hands were running up and down his back, sometimes twisting into the base of his hair then she traced her fingertips down his exposed neck. Hermione loved the feeling of Fred kissing her, but she needed more. So she ran her hands down his strong back and found the hem of his shirt, grasping it, she pulled it up his body. He helped her get it over his shoulders and head, throwing it away from them, landing in the dimly lit room, utterly forgotten.

She ran her cool hands down his warm torso and he gave a small shudder, she liked when this happened. Leaning up, she caught his lips with her own, she kissed him deeply then edged her tongue out to meet his lips, asking for permission. He obliged, parting his lips to let her warm tongue glide in to meet his. He actually felt her smile when he gave a small moan. Fred gently sucked on her tongue and she laced her fingers into the back of his head, pulling herself closer to him, wanting the kiss to deepen. With her other hand she pushed his ribs in such a way that he twisted, so that he replaced her spot on the bed and she was now above him. Her hand still tangled in his red hair. Being comfortable and more then a little interested, she swung her leg over his torso and settled on his stomach. Leaning down she clasped his face with both of her hands and kissed him gently, her lips just grazing his, somehow making this kiss just as passion filled as when they had been fully pressed together.

After a few stronger kisses, she let her lips drop to the base of his jaw, just near his earlobe. She kissed his soft pale skin then continued to trail kisses down his neck, and to his collarbone. Following its curve she peppered kisses along his skin until she came very close to his already sensitive nipple, pausing she then began to make her way up to his chin again. He smiled to himself; she was getting good at teasing him. Deciding he no longer wanted to be the only one without a shirt on, Fred found the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up over her head. He almost got it off smoothly but got it stuck, yet this only made her giggle. He chuckled and threw her shirt towards his own discarded one. She was now in a bra and pajama bottoms,

'You sleep with a bra on?' he asked as his hands ran up and down her body.

'Not normally…' she started, not entirely sure why she was wearing one or if she could explain it to him, but Fred then said

'It's pretty' he smiled, and she smiled back. 'But I prefer your boobs' he said with a wicked grin. She couldn't hold back the laugh; she fell onto his chest in a fit of giggles, both of their chests jostling as they both chuckled.

'I am glad you like them' she said

'I love them, I love every part of you' he smiled warmly, she smiled back at him

'I feel the same about you' she added. Their lips met and they shared a tender slow kiss. After a moment or two Hermione felt Fred's hands fumbling with the hooks on her bra.

'This is ridiculous' Fred muttered 'Did you wear this to show just how unsmooth I really am?' he teased

'I don't need a bra to do that' she quipped and he gasped in mock hurt, but his eyes sparkled at her witty remark.

'It's broken' he informed her 'you'll be stuck in it forever I'm afraid'

'You are being a bit dramatic' she said with a chuckle

'I am unable to even see your boobs, let alone touch or taste them…I think I am being very reasonably dramatic' he stated with a pouty lip. Hermione felt a shudder of anticipation at the word 'taste'.

'Shall I fix the problem?' she asked

'Yes' Fred said at once, making her chuckle and blush slightly. She sat up, her knees either side of his ribs and reached around behind her, in less time then a snitch fluttering once, she had the bra undone and starting to fall away from her chest.

'You really are the cleverest witch' he teased.

She rolled her eyes at him, the perfect response. As soon at the bra was free of her arms, his hands were upon her, cupping and massaging her chest. She closed her eyes with enjoyment while Fred re-associated with his dear friends. When his warm wet mouth came up to meet her nipple her eyes flew open, only to flutter closed from the strokes of his tongue against her sensitive skin. Fred sucked and licked, completely certain that he was enjoying himself more then she was. This went on for some time, until Hermione couldn't handle it anymore, she caught his head in her hands and pulled their lips back together, his tongue sliding into her willing mouth. Laying back down, flat against him, she moved away from his intoxicating lips and kissed down his neck and chest, treating his sensitive nipples just as he had done to her. His eyes slide shut and he gave a small moan of pleasure, she had a delicate mouth, yet a very strong, quick tongue.

After spending a long enjoyable time kissing his warm skin, she began to move her mouth lower, kissing down his torso. The blankets were over her back, keeping them both warm, and giving them more of a secluded feeling. Her breasts danced temptingly along his naked flesh, skin on skin.

Intoxicating.

She kissed down his stomach, his muscles flexing slightly at her soft warm ministrations. When her mouth met the edge of his pajama pants, her chin bumped into a very alert 'camper'. She grinned to herself; the knowledge that she made him that interested made her strangely proud. She kissed the very top of his V muscle then began to edge his cotton pants down.

'Not so fast' Fred said, catching her hands and pulling her back up towards him.

'What?' Hermione looked confused, she was rather looking forward to that part, she was sure she was slowly getting better at it, and she was determine to become an expert in every aspect of her life, and sex life for that matter.

'I think we should focus on you tonight' he said kissing her cheek at the corner of her mouth.

'I can do it, I ca…'

'I know you can, trust me, the way yo…Blows. My. Mind.' he said, trying not to think about it too much 'but I just think it is best if we focus on you tonight' he said. He was concerned that he wouldn't be able to last as long as he needed, the sheer thought of finally being completely intimate was getting him all fired up, her wet hot mouth or skilled hands around him would throw him over the edge way too much. He wanted to focus on her tonight, and he could, he would do it.

'But I want to focus on you' she said, want in her voice, making him exhale loudly.

'And you can, just not tonight. A while from now you can try and make it all about me, but I promise I will always want to please you first Love' he admitted unabashed. She blushed slightly and smiled at him with pure fondness in her eyes. 'Tonight…Please let me show you how much I adore, want and love you…please?' he asked looking at her.

After a moment of thinking, and vaguely understanding why he didn't want to be the center of attention during their first time, she nodded.

'Ok…but just for tonight, I will agree to that, but I will be allowed to utterly adore you and only focus on you later' she said and kissed him, sealing that declaration. He grinned.

'Now…' he said with a hunger in his voice 'what shall I do to you? He asked, flipping them over so that she was on her back again and he was above her. 'I could…' he lent down and kissed her slow and deeply, making her gasp for air 'or I could…' he slide his tongue to her pulse point and sucked hungrily, making her let out a soft moan. He spent a long while on her breasts, while he wanted to purely please her, he did get very caught up in her chest, he adored them. There was no right or wrong size, but hers were perfect to him.

When he reached her torso she was thoroughly flustered and enjoying herself extremely. He gently pulled her pajama pants down and eased them off her legs; he kissed down her stomach to the top of her cotton-clad mound. He teased her inner thighs lightly with his fingertips as he gently removed her simple underwear. He moved to her knee and began to leave soft, hot kisses down her inner thigh, making her legs begin to tremble with anticipation.

She could feel his warm breath against her and it made her own breath quicken, she really did love when he…slid his tongue out and let it run up her wet center, it being the only part of him touching her.

She moaned.

Loudly.

He almost came undone just at the sound. She clapped a hand over her mouth in surprise.

'Hermione…' he said looking up at her 'remember what I said'

'That I can make any and as much noise I want…' she whispered

'And?'

'That you think it's sexy as hell?' she asked.

He licked her center again in response and her eyes fluttered shut.

'Correct' he grinned 'I love you no matter what, so be quiet or noisy, just enjoy yourself Love' he said with a twinkle in his eyes.

'I rather enjoy when you…' she started to say with a grin on her face, but he had already started to kiss her center again. She let out a soft moan and a big grin crept across her face.

Fred was very skilled with his tongue, and he also listened to what she liked. When her fingers curled in his hair or her hips pushed up at him he knew she enjoyed what he was doing. After a long while of sucking, licking and kissing her wet hot center she began to grind her hips against him, her breath becoming shorter and her eyes shut. Fred chuckled against her and the vibrations felt amazing. He flicked his tongue over her nub, again and again making her bite her lip, the building sensation that was still a new and incredible thing began to increase drastically.

'Fred' she said catching her breath

'Mmm?'

'Please…I want you' she said, loving that she could ask for what she wanted.

'You've got me' he smiled and sucked on her lower lips, making her momentarily loose the ability to speak.

'No…I want you…in me' she said digging her fingers into the bedclothes. She was close. He grinned at her a hungry, wanting smile but didn't stop his sweet torture against her center.

'Fred I need you' she gasped as he nipped at her with his teeth, her legs began to tremble. She laced her fingers into his hair and pulled him back up towards her, he looked very disgruntled at having to leave her wet, sweet center. She kissed him and could taste herself on his lips.

'Fred, I'm ready' she smiled at him, still holding his face in her hands.

'Let me finish what I started first' he said and kissed her cheek, then started down her neck again.

'Oh no you don't' she said pulling him back to her again

'You…you might not orgasm your first time though' he said looking sheepish 'It's such a new experience and your body isn't use to what's going on and I…'

'Is that why you are determine to spend all night down there?' she chuckled 'not that I am complaining, it feels amazing' she smiled 'but I want…more' she turned slightly red.

'Are you sure? I want you to enjoy this' he said looking shy, a very unusual expression for him.

'Yes' she smiled genuinely at him and his heart stopped, god she was beautiful. Fred rolled off her and turned to grab something from his bedside table. She heard a draw open and then close; he turned back to her and held out a small square foil packet.

'I…I know you're a witch, but I…I got some muggle protection…I didn't know if that would make you more comfortable…' he said not looking at her directly, his face was bright red.

Hermione felt a wave of affection and gratitude wash over her. He was so thoughtful and caring. She rolled onto her side and caught his lips with her own, holding the back of his head with her hand. When she finally broke away she whispered,

'You are so sweet' she kissed him 'and this means so much' she kissed him again 'but I am actually more comfortable with protective spells, I've never even touched muggle protection'

'Oh good, because I had NO clue how to use it' Fred said with a look of relief. Hermione burst out laughing. Fred joined her.

When they had laughed themselves into a happy content close embrace Fred kissed her forehead. Hermione was just able to reach a wand on the edge of the nightstand. She quietly muttered the necessary spells.

'You leant the spells?' Fred asked

'I wanted to be prepared for when I was ready' she said with a small smile.

'Very responsible of you' he grinned

'You know me' she smirked

'I do' he chuckled 'but I feel like I should continue getting to know you' he teased and began to kiss her neck in that one spot that made her beyond weak. Hermione hummed in a contented sort of way then flicked the wand again.

'Did…did you just vanish my pants?' Fred asked in surprise and admiration

'Yep' she grinned 'knowing you, you'd spend all night kissing me there, but tonight…we have other plans' she smiled.

She rolled away from him so that her back was once again against the mattress, he chuckled but moved so that he was flush against her side, and he lowered his head and caught her lips in a seductive kiss. Soon he deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into her eager mouth. As they kissed he ran his hand up and down her naked torso, enjoying the feeling of her skin against his fingertips. She sucked on his lower lip and he groaned. He slowly dragged his fingers down her waist to her center again, when his finger tips brushed against her wet center she gasped against his lips. Playing with her slick folds, making sure she was fully ready, he didn't notice her hand siding down his body.

Before he realized where her hand was going she had wrapped her delicate fingers around him. He groaned and bucked his hips into her hand before he could stop himself. She slowly began to squeeze him with her hand, moving her hand up and down. His eyes were screwed shut, his jaw clenched. He pressed the tip of two fingers against her entrance and waited for her consent. She whispered yes and began to kiss his neck with a renewed passion and need.

He slowly pushed his two fingers into her and he heard her exhale next to his ear, he let out a low moan at how soft and silky she was. She felt him harden even more in her hand as she continued to play with him. When he began to curl his fingers within her she shuddered beneath him and mewed in enjoyment. Within minutes they were both short of breath and kissing each other with want and need. She slowly released him and moved her hand across to stop his delightful teasing of her center; she gently grabbed his hand and pulled it away. She kissed him deeply then smiled at him, letting him know what she wanted. He spread her legs a bit more and crawled on top of her so that her knees were either side of him.

Holding himself above her he looked down at her beautiful face, at her small smile and shining eyes. He brushed a loose piece of hair off her forehead then slid his hand down to her cheek

'As I've said before, I love you Hermione…I'm IN love with you' he said in a deep, honest voice

'And I'm in love you Fred' she smiled back at him, he lent down and kissed her softly. Her hand came up to his and held it to her cheek for a moment longer, then she wound her fingers through his as he moved it away from her face so that their palms were together and their fingers interlaced. Their joined hands fell next to them, that close, connected feeling running through them both.

With his other hand Fred grasped himself and brought his tip to her center. They both caught their breath when he gently ran it up and down her wet folds. It felt incredible.

He let go and brought his hand back up to fondly grab her breast in his eager fingers, while he slid his length along her clit, back and forth, back and forth. Hermione's eyes were closed and she had an expression of pure pleasure on her face. She adored the feeling of his chest against hers, their bodies skin to skin, his body weight felt wonderful on top of her, and when he added his hips moving against hers, dragging his firm and eager self along her hot and wet center she lost the ability to think. Her knees were either side of his hips, their intertwined fingers still locked together in a loving embrace.

Fred brought his hand up from her chest and held her cheek like it was a rose petal, so delicate and beautiful, while he kissed her lips in such a way that made her heart skip a beat. Her free hand was on his strong back.

She kissed him again and then nodded.

'Are you sure you are ready and that you want to do this Hermione?' Fred asked in a caring voice

'Yes' she smiled 'are you Fred?' she needed his consent too.

'Yes I am Love' he grinned 'now remember you have to communicate with me, you say stop we stop'

'Yep' she nodded with anticipation.

Fred's hand was back under the covers and guiding him to her entrance. When he had positioned himself he locked eyes with her, she nodded again.

Slowly he pushed against her, while he kissed her, distracting her from over thinking. Very gradually he moved in so that his tip was fully inside, as they had tried before. Stopping here he kissed her deeply then dropped his lips to her neck, running his tongue and lips over the area he knew she loved. After a while he felt her pull at his back with her hand, signaling for him to keep going. He very slowly pushed a bit more and felt her new and tighter section stretch to accommodate him. She was holding her breath, it wasn't painful, but it was not pleasant either. She was waiting for that dreaded moment when he broke through her hymn, girls at school telling her horror stories, she closed her eyes and her fingers locked with his bit down into the top of his hand.

'Breathe Love' he said lovingly in her ear, stopping again to let her adjust.

'Sorry' she muttered

'No need to apologize' he said sweetly running a hand along her arm.

'Sorry' she apologized for apologizing, making them both chuckle. His hips moved a bit before he could stop himself and the look of discomfort and anguish on her face caused him physical pain.

'Sorry, I didn't mean to…are you ok?' he asked looking at her in concern. She took a breath and nodded, opening her eyes to look at him. The look of deep concern on his face made her heart melt slightly.

'I'm ok' she gave a small smile 'you're just a bit…it's a bit more intense then I thought' she admitted.

'Do you want to stop?' he asked at once, getting ready to withdraw

'No, it just takes time to get use to is all' she smiled. He kissed her forehead affectionately.

'Do you want me to move in and out a bit? Not go any further, just to were we are now' he asked, sometimes this helped relax the muscles and it also could feel pretty nice.

She nodded, her hand running up and down his back slowly, her fingers tracing his skin. He slowly pulled back a short way then pushed back in, she didn't let out a sigh of discomfort, so he did it again, then again. The leisurely pace felt good, she could feel him moving inside her and the experience was quite overwhelming. Yet it felt good. After a long while of this, and more kissing, he asked

'Ready to go a bit more?'

'Mhmm' she agreed, kissing his lips fondly.

He slid back in and reached her tighter section once more, pushing against it again, he felt her spread around him, stretching.

'Gently' she whispered under her breath, and he slowed even more. Her nails were beginning to dig into his back.

'Gently' she whispered, more to herself then anyone else. He had to remind her to breath a few more times.

After a while,

'Fred' she whispered, not able to properly speak. He paused at once.

'Yes?'

'Please keep going…I know it will probably hurt, but I can handle it, I want…I want to feel…' she didn't know how to explain it without sounded stupid.

'Are you sure?' he asked, he didn't want to hurt her. But then not all women's hymens broke during sex, yet the horror stories always seemed to be the ones told.

'Yes. I want you completely inside me' she said, slightly blushing. He had to stop his testosterone from groaning in want at the sound of these words.

'Ok Love' he said looking into her eyes and then kissing her softly.

He lowered his forehead to hers, their hands still laced together beside them. He began to push further into her, knowing the momentum was needed. Her jaw clenched and her hand sprang to his hair. As he continued to slowly but surely move into her, she tightened her grip on his grab-able length hair.

'Please keep going' she whispered between a forced intake of breath, she could feel him almost fully inside her.

With a final push he was completely within her. No scream of pain, no stabbing torture, just heavy breathing and her hand in a vice like grip in his hair.

After a moment he kissed her lips gently for a moment, they were both struggling for breath. He moved on top of her a bit so that his hipbone didn't hit against hers, causing him to move slightly within her.

'Stay with me' she whispered 'just stay with me for a moment.' She just needed to really adjust to him truly being inside her. Really feeling him inside her, her body stretching around him, all her senses heightened…she just needed a moment to take it all in.

'Of course Love' he whispered back. Understanding what she meant and needed, he kept his bottom half completely still, while his free hand gently stroked up and down her arm.

Her whole body seemed to be trying to adjust to him being inside her.

There had been a lot of him to take.

Where did all her organs go? It felt like he had reached her belly button. Not wanting to ask right at the moment she continued to breath and feel her body adapt to the situation. She'd slowly released his head from her tight grip and slid her hand down to the nape of his neck while his head had fallen down beside her own. She could hear his laboured breathing next to her ear.

She was so tight, her walls were so soft and silky, it was more then his body or mind could take. He also needed a moment or two to fully process the fact that he really, truly was inside her.

After a little while she started to speak,

'It didn't…it didn't…'

'It's not always painful, not everyones hymen breaks during sex. Some women don't even have them. Others just dissolve over time or get broken doing other stuff like playing Quidditch or other sport. Also if you are really ready it can be a lot less painful as the stress and fear of the pain can actually make it worse.' Fred said knowledgeably. She appreciated his information and research; he knew how to help her regain calm. Books and knowledge always helped her relax.

'You're ok thought right?' he asked after a moment 'you're not in too much pain?' he asked looking at her in concern, cupping her face in his hand.

'I'm good' she smiled 'a full mixture of emotions, but I'm good' she smiled.

'Oh good' he muttered and kissed the rosy apple of her cheek.

'Are you ok?' she asked wanting to make sure he was alright as well.

'Yes I am' he smiled 'It's a beautiful night, stars in the sky, I'm all warm and toasty in bed and I've got the girl I love in my arms' he smiled at her.

'You're a hopeless romantic' She teased, making him chuckle.

'You know it Love' he said with a grin

'Kiss me?' she smiled and he gladly pressed his lips to hers.

When she deepened the kiss by sliding her tongue into his mouth, while her hand slide down the strong curve of his shoulders to his lower back, he groaned and involuntarily twitched inside her. Her eyes widened and he began to apologize at once,

'Sorry I didn't mea…'

'Can you do that again?' she asked. He looked at her surprised, then stopped fighting his control. He twitched again and she almost bit her lip.

'I like that' she admitted 'it's very strange and new, but I like feeling you move inside me' she confessed. It felt strange, new and wonderful to be inside her as well.

He began to kiss her pulse point lazily, occasionally sucking on her ear lobe. Soon she began to feel that passion and want building back up within her.

She was ready for more.

Gliding her hand down his back, she grabbed his hip and began to coax it to begin to move. Fred cocked an eyebrow at her and she nodded, he dropped his lips back to hers and kissed her as he slowly pulled out, almost to the tip then gently pushed back into her. She gasped against his lips; she could feel him moving all along her walls. Soon they were both softly gasping in between quick kisses as he moved against her, pumping in and out. His free hand was beginning to fist into the bed sheet next to their engaging bodies, and when her nails dug into his butt to make him go faster he closed his eyes in desire.

He was rock hard inside her, and the pace was now increasing to a definite speed. She lifted her head and began to kiss and suck on his jugular, making him moan deeply. That sound sent a shiver down her spine and made her hips arch slightly, causing him to reach a newer spot.

She gasped and he knew he would be undone soon, she was so tight and wet and …he wanted to make her come as well, but he wasn't sure he could find her g-spot yet.

Almost as if she could read his mind she kissed him deeply and said

'I want to feel what its like when you…show me' and she kissed him again.

Their hands were still laced together, both of them wanting and needed that constant and steady connection, his hips began to move even faster, more friction. She wasn't sure why, but following her instincts, Hermione began to bring her hips up to meet his, both of them seeming to enjoy this added intensity.

'Faster' she whispered and he was more then happy to obey.

Fred began to pump into her hard and fast, both gasping for air as their bodies worked together, her hand on his hip guiding him, his hand fisting the bed sheet in an attempt to withstand the incredible intensity of the building situation. Even she was starting to feel a mounting pressure. He pumped into her, stealing a kiss every so often, he was close and it was almost past the point of being able to stop it happening. Seeming to sense this, Hermione slide her hand away from his hip and dragged her nails up his strong back, sending electric currents of pleasure down his spine.

She gasped his name as he began to thrust deeply inside her, and hearing his name like that had him on the brink, within seconds her tight walls and deep panting were too much for him to take and he exploded.

Hermione felt his hips buck and him shuddering within her as he thrust a few more times as his orgasm hit him with the force of a bulleting train. She expected him to collapse upon her, shaking and gasping for breath, yet he wasn't done.

Fred forced his white knuckled hand to unfasten and in moments he was teasing her clit with his knowledgeable fingers.

She gasped loudly.

He was still inside her, stretching and filling her, and his fingers worked like magic. He was still panting loudly, this somehow turning her on even more, his head had fallen to her shoulder, his breath reaching her eager nipple, teasing it enough to cause even more building frustration. His fingers flicked her sweet spot over and over again and she could feel that she was getting close, and so could he. She was beginning to clamp down on him as she got closer and closer, so he began to pull out. He kept his fingers moving as fast as he could and he attacked her pulse point with his hungry mouth. Her breath was coming in very short gasps; he bit her earlobe and said in his huskiest voice

'Come for me Hermione' sending a current down her spine.

Her toes began to curl, her leg muscles tensed beyond physical pain, her hand clutched in his began to dig into the back of his hand, her breath and voice seemed stolen and her other hand dragged across his back in such intenisity that she left deep red scratches in his flesh. Fred moved his hand as fast as he could, she was right on the edge, they could both feel it, and he slammed back into her, filling her to the hilt.

She shattered.

The most intense, body shaking, mind blacking, voice stealing orgasm hit her, and she clung to him for dear life as it overpowered her entire body.

Feeling her orgasm hit while inside her was beyond anything he had ever imagined.

It too several long minutes for either of them to regain enough breath to be able to speak.

Hermione swore loudly

'You said it' Fred agreed in utter disbelief at how incredible it had just been, both their bodies still shaking.

They both burst into laughter.

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Author Note: Thank you so much for being so patient waiting for this chapter. I finally had enough time to sit and write it, I hope I did it justice and that it read like a real, honest moment. I'll keep writing more chapters, just let me know if you like what you're reading and want more! Thank you so much!