#Jamione (NSFW)
“That’s all? You don’t want me to move or anything?” Hermione asked James, as she adjusted to the feel of him, gently stretching her. She never minded the feel of him inside her but this was different than usual.
“No,” he let out a choked groan, digging his fingers into her hips.
“That’s all? You don’t want me to move or anything?” Hermione asked James, as she adjusted to the feel of him, gently stretching her. She never minded the feel of him inside her but this was different than usual.
“No,” he let out a choked groan, digging his fingers into her hips.
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HP Frisky February
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Hermione pinched her lips, but kept still leaning her elbows on his shoulders. They weren’t even naked so he couldn’t kiss her breasts the way she liked. He was just sheathed inside her and she couldn’t even more.
“Tell me again why we’re doing this?”
“Sirius said I had to try it.”
“Sirius?! You’re taking sexual advice from that rake of a wizard?!” Hermione chastised, halfway on her way out of her boyfriend’s lap.
He moaned and pulled her back down, hard.
“Fuck,” James sputtered, resting his forehead in the valley of her clothed breasts. “Don’t move, Hermione.”
“But why not?” She started to sound whiny. “It’s so much better when I move, isn’t it?” Her whine turned into her coy purring she knew drove him wild.
She would never admit to Sirius that any of his sexual advice was solid, but sitting on James cock like this, being told not to move?
“Please, James, I need it,” she pleaded, trying to grind her hips slowly for any type of friction.
“Fuck it!” James bellowed before throwing her on the coffee table to ravish her.