Title: True Love's Desire

Author: Snarky Granger

Summary: Stood up by Ron on their Anniversary for a Quidditch match, Hermione decided to take George out on a night for flirty fun of dinner and dancing. Emotions run high. Surprises await for the couple. How will the evening end for Hermione?

Author's Note: I would like to thank my alpha and beta for working with me through this whole process. I had fun writing this prompt with the multiple plot bunnies and my muse running away with it. Hope this meets the prompter's request.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the music that I list throughout the fic. They belong to JKR and the musicians of the songs. Thanks.

Chapter 11

George reached down for Hermione to lift her up for better access as the kissing intensified. When she wrapped her legs around his waist, he was forced to walk forward slowly until her back hit the wall for leverage. He used a little step that he had flushed against the wall; to help him prompt her up on his leg and free their hands.

Once Hermione was secured to the wall and set on his lap, they were able to roam their hands along each other's bodies. George started to kiss down her neck and suckled her collar bone marking her as his.

Hermione threw her head back groaning at the sensations he was giving her. She was trying to slide herself along his leg to get some friction. "George please…" pleaded Hermione.

George glanced into her eyes and saw the full blown desire for him. He slowly unbuttoned the rest of her shirt and slid it off her shoulders and tossed it to the side. He moaned at the sight of her little black lacy boy shorts.

"Hermione, you don't realize just how gorgeous you are, do you?" groaned George.

Hermione trembled as she was trying to unbuckle his belt. He placed his hands on hers to stop her, Hermione's head snapped up. "Let me help with that, love." whispered George as he swiftly undid his belt and pulled it off quickly and tossed it aside. They heard it clang against the floor.

He started to unbutton his pants when she stopped him, which made him look at her quizzically. "Can we go somewhere more comfortable say like a bed?" asked Hermione breathlessly.

George started kissing her as he scooped her up and walked swiftly towards his room.

Hermione ran her hands down to his butt. She slipped them under the waistline of his pants and squeezed that tight warm bare ass. He felt so manly to her not that Ron wasn't but George was different. He was lean and lank, which was so much better than over bulk.

She got turned on the fact that she was going to see his cock sock. She just was hoping it wasn't like Seamus's.

George nudged the door open for them to slip into the room. When he passed the door, he used his heel to shut the door behind them.

SLAM.

George gently laid her in the middle of the bed. He stood back to stare at the woman of his dreams laying there on his gold comforter. He was god smacked at her beauty. She was laying there in just her underwear and he just wanted to taste her.

He slowly sat down on the bed and had to ask, "Are you sure want to do this? We don't have to consummate tonight. We can just touch each other if you want?"

Hermione's face melted little at his words. She knew that he was horny like hell by judging his tented pants but he still made sure she was okay with this.

She took a deep breath and softly replied, "I would be happy with getting to know our bodies without the actual connection. I want to learn you first before we go all the way." Hermione lightly kicked him when she saw the eye roll at her word learn. "Now with that said, please do something."

George crawled up to her and slowly laid his body on top of hers so he could kiss her. They moaned at the feel of each other. They were amazed how well they fit.

George gave her a quick peck on the lips before he started to lavish her body. He kissed softly around her face, kissing her eyes, nose, chin, cheeks, and lightly nibbled her ears. He nuzzled behind her right ear and earned a loud moan. He switched sides and nuzzled behind the other ear and received another loud moan. He filed that little tidbit for future reference. He licked and nipped along her collar bone and kissed his way across to reach the other collar bone so he could mark her on that one too.

Hermione moaned, "George."

George left open kisses on his way towards her right breast. He ran his tongue around her breast and gently bit her tight red nipple.

Hermione hissed at the sensation as she threw back her head.

George smirked as he kissed his way across to her left one. He was going to pay special attention this breast because he could see where the scar started.

When he felt Hermione tense as he got to her left one, he snuck a peak at her. Hermione was looking down at his face looking like he would reject her body. He realized that she forgot that he saw it earlier but not this closely.

She let out a slight whimper of fear.

"Sh…Hermione, it is okay, love. I will repeat myself until you believe me. I don't care about the scars, love. I love you for you, Hermione. I love your intelligence, loyalty and most of all beauty, inside and out." George whispered into her skin.

As George was expressing his belief in Hermione, he carefully kissed the start of her scar under her breast and then proceeded to caress and kiss her scar lovingly all the way down to her right hip, where he gently nipped and licked it. "Beautiful."

Hermione never felt anything like this before. Her emotions and desires for this man ran through her veins.

George could tell that Hermione was loving the attention that he was giving her based on what her hands were doing.

At first, they were just going up and down his back and occasionally squeezing his butt. Then as soon as he was done with lavishing her scar, they went to his hair.

George slowly nipped and kissed his way to her belly button. He dipped his tongue in there which caused her to giggle moan. He nipped his way to her sexy underwear.

George sat up for a second and looked down on Hermione's face and softly requested, "May I?" as he placed his finger under her panties.

Hermione panted, "George, please, I need you to touch me." Hermione threw her head back and tried to lift her butt up enough to help him slide the last barrier.

George groaned at the beautiful clean shaven set of nether lips with her nub sticking out ready for him to suckle.

George slowly slid off the bed and carefully pulled her near the edge so he would have better access. He prompted her two feet onto the bed with the legs spread eagle. He leaned in to sniff her and moaned when he realized that she smelled musky to him. He pulled back and started to leave open mouthed kisses up her right leg. He was careful to not to touch where she wanted him.

When he switched to the other leg to do the same, Hermione pleaded, "GEORGE! I NEED YOU NOW!"

George could hear her panting breathlessly and feel her start to tremble under his ministrations.

As he was kissing his way to her apex, she was trying to control where his head would go. He had to lift her hands out of his hair and place them flat on the bed. He muttered a sticking spell to free his hands to help bring her to completion.

"Damn it, George," Hermione cried out in frustration.

George whispered loving words to her as he went back in-between her legs. He ran both hands along her legs soothingly. When he got closer to where she desired him, he leaned in to flick his tongue on her pearl. Hermione let out a long, loud moan. George sniffed her pussy once more before taking a tentative swipe of his tongue along her quim.

"GEORGE" wailed Hermione. She started to thrash her head.

George liked the taste and started to lick her more; he wandlessly freed her hands. Hermione's hands flew right back into his hair. George's tongue would go up and down her quim or dart inside of her. He took one hand rested it on her pelvic area to keep her down. He left the thumb hanging down to rub against the nub.

Hermione's thrashes were getting wilder and her moans were becoming chants of George's name.

George knew that she was close; he moved up and gently nipped her pearl. Hermione's body tightened up at that nip so he decided to put two of his fingers in to try to hit her spot.

Hermione moaned and trashed at the feel of George's fingers inside of her.

He slowly moved his fingers in and out. When he timed the nip to her nub as he curled his fingers at the last stroke, Hermione exploded from the sensations.

"GEORGE!" screamed Hermione.

George licked up her sweet musky juices that were freely flowing from her. He continued to do so until her tight inner muscles let his fingers go. George sat back on his hunches licking his fingers as he watched Hermione try to catch her breath.

While Hermione was trying to catch her breath, she slowly moved back towards the middle of the bed to be more comfortable. She propped herself on her left elbow and observed that he still had his pants on as he was licking his fingers clean. She felt a thrill shot through her because she realized that she wanted to see his cock sock. She gave him a Cheshire grin as she wiggled her finger to let him know that she wanted him.

George slowly got up and crawled towards her and cradled himself in between her legs. Hermione wrapped her legs around him and gave a long, languish kiss. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue. Hermione groaned at the taste and she grounded into his crotch to make him moan loud.

Hermione slipped her arms under his arms and flipped them. George appeared surprised. Hermione smirked at him as she unwrapped her legs and rubbed one of her hands along his zipper part of his pants.

George had a shiver go down his spine at the feel of her hand on his member.

Hermione leaned down to his ear and whispered, "Well lover boy, now it's your turn and you are still wearing too many clothes for my liking." As she was saying this to him, she started to kiss down his chest like she did earlier. Her one hand was playing with his stiff nipples as her other hand nearly ripped his button off his pants trying to get it through the hole.

She quickly glanced down to see the button to undo it. When her lips reached his waistline of his pants, she kissed along the sparsely haired abdomen, which earned a groan from George. She slowly inched the zipper down; with every inch exposed she would nip, lick and kiss the spot.

George whimpered, "Hermione, you are killing me. Please, baby."

Hermione smirked at his reactions as she continued to slowly inch his pants down his legs. Hermione's hands brushed against something soft, which caused her to take a quick peek at his cock sock and was pleasantly surprised that it was a red and gold lion head.

The rounded mane of the lion head covered his ball sac was in Gryffindor Red. The lion's face was mostly in gold but she could see some black and white shaped into eyes. She kept gazing down towards the cock sock end as she was pulling the pants down. She was a little amazed to see a little white mouth with a couple pink ties as the tongue keeping it closed at the tip.

Finally Hermione got impatient and whipped off the rest of the pants and threw them in the direction of her dress. Hermione curled her body upwards and sat back on her hunches to take a good hungry stare at George's body.

His leg muscles were lightly toned and had a smattering of light reddish hair and freckles. When she gawked at his lion encased member, she noticed just how nice long and hard it was. She could see that it was starting to stretch the seams of the sock.

As Hermione caressed his shins, she purred, "Mhmmm George, if I had known how fit your soldier was up in yarns, I would have snatched you up sooner. I'm loving the Lion cock sock and it is so much better than Seamus'. Does it have ties on the back of the mane?"

Yesssss," hissed George, "Please love, I need some relief soon." George's head rolled back.

As she ran her hands up his shins over his knees, she slowly caressed up his thighs enjoying the feeling of his muscles flexing under her hands.

George whimpered at her soft teasing touches. "Please," he pleaded.

Hermione scooted down a little further on the bed so she can have better access.

When she was where she wanted to be, she pulled his legs up a bit so she could see the tie for the ball sac. She caught a peek of gold ties near the back. She laid down so she could reach the tie and pull it loose. She doesn't touch it just yet.

She sat back up and smirked at the pink tie of the lion's mouth and untied that as well. She slowly stroked the cock sock and realized that Molly used Baby Weight yarn for the cock sock. She grinned in appreciation in the craftsmanship of the knitted lion's head.

"Hermione…." groaned George.

Hermione slowly opened the mouth and saw that his bright purple head was already weeping pre-come. Hermione blew across the tip and earned a whimper from George. Hermione took a swipe across the top to taste him. She moaned when she realized that he tasted like bittersweet chocolate, her favorite kind. Hermione slowly stroked his sock as she dipped her head down to take the tip into her mouth.

"Baby please…" George groaned at the feel of Hermione's hot mouth.

She swirled her tongue around the tip of his head. She pushed his sock down a bit more so she could take more of his penis. She would swirl and lick on her way back up. She stopped her ministrations so she could switch her position a bit.

She drifted down towards the balls again. She slowly pulled the mane part off his ball sac. She twisted the sock so the mane was up and not in her way. She ran her tongue under his balls and then she suckled them.

George wailed, "Hermione," as she suckled them once more.

She ran her hand along the sock so she could snag one of the tongue ties from the sock. She slowly moved the sock up like she was going to take it off. She gradually move it up and she would follow with her mouth up behind it underneath the penis. She would lick and lightly nip along the vein.

George whimpered at the sensations.

Hermione finally got the lion cock sock off and flicked it towards the edge of the bed. She continued licking and nipping his underside.

"Please…" pleaded George.

Hermione took pity on him and sat up a bit. She flicked him a sultry look before encasing his cock into her mouth. George moaned loudly. Hermione quickly moved her head up and down while swirling the tongue around his penis. She grazed her fingernails lightly around balls. She could feel his balls tightening and knew he was ready for release. She went down as far as she could, nearly deep throating his member.

George couldn't take her ministrations anymore from her talented little mouth and wailed, "HERMIONE!" He spurted long and hard as his body shook. He was seeing black spots. He couldn't believe that she was that good.

Hermione swallowed every drop and licked his cock clean before she sat back looking like a canary got the cream.

George was panting to catch his breath.

Hermione had a dreamy face as she hummed, "George, I love your taste. It reminds me of bittersweet chocolate, which I love. I will not have any issues of doing this again."

George gave her a lazy smile as he gestured her to join him. He had started to move to get under the covers.

Hermione crawled towards George to join him.

They crawled underneath the red sheets and turned towards each other.

Hermione softly caressed his face and whispered, "Thank you, sweetie. That was the most pleasurable sex that I have ever had." Hermione gave him a kiss, which allowed George to taste himself from her tongue.

George pulled back slightly to gaze into her eyes and moaned, "Hermione that was the best Fellito any one has ever given me. Ron must have loved them." Hermione shook her head. "What? Really? Am I really related to that boy? Remind me to ask Mom."

Hermione giggled as she explained, "He wasn't into the whole oral sex. It was in and out. Half the time he didn't even make sure that I was satisfied." Hermione sighed.

George had an appalled look on his face and muttered, "Remember to stick Dad on him." Hermione burst out laughing at the remark. "Dad made sure to explain how to pleasure a woman considering he knew how with seven of us. Granted the conversation was a bit awkward with his animated drawings."

Hermione had just caught her breath but when she heard the phrase 'animated drawings', she lost it.

George started to chuckle at the memory. "Remind me to emphasize oral sex."

They started laughing so hard that George started to roll. When he rolled on top of Hermione and stared at her, his face lost all expression.

Hermione got worried and breathed, "What's the matter, George?"

George placed a hand on her cheek to caress it and solemnly replied, "This is real, right? I am not going to wake up in the morning and find it a dream?"

Hermione's face softened when she realized that he had been waiting for her a long time. Hermione leaned up and kissed his lips before nodding her head. "Yes, George. It's real as real as it can be. I am not leaving you or this bed unless I have to use the toilet. I want to wake up in your arms in the morning. Is that okay with you?"

George beamed and gave her a hard kiss. They moved their mouths until George swiped his tongue along her lower lip to ask for entrance, which she readily allowed. They danced their tongues in a mated dance. When they finally slowed down to sweet open kisses, George rolled off her. He pulled her and cradled her in his arms.

Hermione felt safe in his arms. Hermione looked up and said, "George, I just want you to know that I feel safer with you than anyone else. Sleep well, my dear." She gave him one last sweet kiss before she laid her head on his chest and fell fast asleep with a soft smile.

George happily watched her sleep for a few minutes while he thought about her last words. He was so happy that he made her feel safe with him. That is all he wanted her to feel and love, which will come in time. George softly whispered, "Sweet Dreams, my love." He gently kissed her cheek so he wouldn't wake her. He laid his head down on his pillow and fell asleep a few minutes later with the truest smile he felt like he had managed since he lost Fred. He could almost hear Gred whispering softly in the night, "Way to go, Forge…you got the girl. Now sleep easy."

AN: I hope you enjoyed this story. I really did have a blast writing it. Hope to see you soon with another one. :D