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Special Services in the Room of Requirement Chapter 10
🕑 Added 2023-03-19 15:59:01 +0000 UTCWhen Harry heard the latch to Hermione’s room click open, the nervous bubble that had been building up in his stomach seemed to rise into his throat and cut off anything he was about to say. Instead, he just let out this strange, strangled, choking sound that immediately caught Hermione’s attention as she stepped inside.
“Harry?” She asked, concern laced through her voice.
Merlin, she looked beautiful. She had clearly bathed after their encounter in the Room of Requirement. Her hair was done up in a messy ponytail that fanned out behind her head and she had on a set of slightly over-sized school robes that made her look smaller than usual. Hermione hurried over to his side to see what was wrong, and Harry could smell the lilac and almond soap on her skin.
“Sorry,” Harry said before taking a deep breath. Now that she was here, everything felt so real. Those familiar butterflies were dancing in his stomach. He wanted to blurt out everything that he had planned to say to her, but the words just refused to come to his lips.
Hermione sat down on her bed beside him and wrapped an arm around her waist. “Is everything okay?” She asked as she rested her head against his shoulder.
Yes? No? Everything was okay because he’d finally come to terms with his feelings for Hermione, and even confirmed them. Everything wasn’t okay because she didn’t know how he felt, and he didn’t know if she felt the same way as him or not.
“I’m not quite sure, to be honest,” Harry chuckled awkwardly.
“You know that you can tell me anything, right?” Hermione murmured. “I’ll be here to help you through whatever is going on.”
Well, he hoped that’d be the case. Though, if she didn’t reciprocate his feelings, he didn’t know how he’d feel with her helping him through that heartbreak.
Bugger, this wasn’t going to get any easier if he kept stalling. He just needed to get this over with and tell her.
“Hermione,” Harry said as he pulled away from her. Hermione gently released him and they shifted on the bed so that they were facing each other. “I need to tell you something.”
Hermione looked torn between worry and curiosity. “Go on,” she urged him.
As he stared into her soft, brown eyes and saw the sympathy there, Harry felt his anxiety start to melt away. “I love you.”
The words were said softly yet they seemed to ring out through the room. Hermione’s lips parted in shock, but nothing passed through him. Her eyes seemed to dance around, searching for something in his gaze that would give her the answer to whatever question she seemed to be looking for.
“I love you,” Harry repeated, more firm this time. “I don’t know why I didn’t realize it sooner, but I now know how I feel about you. After that night together, it’s like I haven’t been able to get you out of my head. I needed to get this off my chest, and it’s fine if you don’t-”
Harry’s words were cut off as Hermione tackled him back onto her bed. She pounced on him, straddling his waist and pinning him down before her lips crashed against his in a deep-searing kiss.
Strands of Hermione’s light caramel-coloured hair blocked Harry’s peripheral vision, but that didn’t matter since he was just staring right into Hermione’s closed eyes with shock. He was so caught off guard that he hadn’t even started to kiss her back yet, not that it stopped Hermione from pouring every ounce of passion she had into kissing him. She seemed intent on showing her feelings through her actions rather than words, and given how good this felt, Harry wondered why he didn’t just do this from the start. But that was a thought he could think on another time, or never; after all, he had all he wanted right here, and he didn’t need to question it.
Harry finally started to kiss Hermione back, and she made a small noise of approval. Her tongue brutishly pushed against the seam of his lips, and he parted them to allow her entrance. Their tongues met and began to swirl around each other in an intricate dance as they kissed and kissed.
Hermione broke off the kiss at the very last moment when the need for air became too great. With her hands planted on his heaving chest, she pulled her head back slightly to be able to look down at him. Harry loved the sight of her swollen lips from their kissing; it was a physical manifestation of how they felt for one another.
“It was you in the room tonight, wasn’t it?” Hermione asked breathlessly.
Harry could only nod in reply as his mind was still reeling from the incredible kiss.
Hermione’s face lit up like a beacon of joy. “I had a thought it was,” she admitted. “It felt so good and better than it had the previous time. I don’t know, it’s just like . . .”
“There’s something more there?” Harry tried to answer.
“Exactly!” Hermione exclaimed. “It’s like it meant more than just a bit of casual sex, you know? My heart told me that it was something more.”
“I wanted to make sure that I wasn’t just imagining things from our first time together,” Harry admitted with a faint blush on his cheeks. “And I figured it might help confirm things for you too.”
“I don’t think it did,” Hermione replied. “I think I already knew how I felt about you; I just didn’t know how to go about bringing it up. I mean, how do you tell your best friend that you’re in love with them?” Hermione giggled, and Harry chuckled too.
“So, just to confirm, you do love me, right?” Harry asked.
Hermione raised an eyebrow at him. “Was that kiss not enough of an answer?”
“Well,” Harry said slowly as a small smile came across his lips. “I still haven’t heard you say the actual words yet.”
Hermione laughed and lowered her face back down to his until their noses brushed up against each other. She stared lovingly into his eyes, and Harry could feel her breath mist across his lips. “I love you, Harry Potter.”
The elation that Harry felt was indescribable. It felt like all of his worries and fears just faded from his mind and body and left him on a high that felt like he’d soon be flying amongst the clouds. Thankfully, he didn’t have to describe the feeling to Hermione because he took advantage of her closeness and kissed her.
The two of them rolled around on the bed as they kissed wildly, knocking pillows to the floor and messing up the duvet and sheets. Neither seemed to mind though as they were too focused on rubbing their bodies together and kissing as though they needed to make up for all of the lost time they could have had together.
Apparently, Hermione was eager for a repeat of their encounter not half an hour ago as she started tearing at his robes. Her fingers worked with little precision, but the need to feel his bare skin made up for a lot of that. However, she only managed to get his robes off of his shoulders before her need became too great and she abandoned taking off his clothes in favour of shoving her hands underneath his shirt in order to feel his muscled chest.
Hermione’s eagerness spurred Harry on too as he started pulling at her clothes. Her robes were easy to get off too since she was on top of him, and then, thanks to her skirt, Harry was able to grope the bare flesh of her ass. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and swirled it around as he squeezed and pulled her ass cheeks apart before letting them smack back together.
Harry felt his need grow quickly. His penis became fully erect within moments, and Hermione undoubtedly felt it pressing up against her thigh. She started to grind against it, stroking him up and down as best she could. It was tantalizing and made Harry’s hips buck upwards, but with Hermione straddling his waist, she had full control over the situation.
“A nice change of pace, huh?” Hermione giggled as their lips parted. “You’ve had your way with me up until now, but now I’m on top.”
“For now,” Harry teased. “We’ll see if you still want it that way once I’m inside of you.”
A tremble passed through Hermione’s body at his words, and she suddenly started tearing at his shirt again. The many buttons that kept it held together started to pop off one by one, clattering aimlessly around the room. Hermione tore the two sides open to fully look down on his bare chest. She looked like a dog that had a nice, juicy steak before it.
Harry’s hands left Hermione’s ass and quickly pulled out the pin that kept her skirt together. The flowy material fell around her thighs, but Harry tossed it away, revealing that Hermione didn’t have any underwear on.
“Naughty girl,” Harry laughed as his fingers instinctively went towards her hairless slit.
“Yes, well, I-” Hermione bit her lip as Harry’s fingers brushed across her clitoris before making their way lower to her damp entrance. “I had planned to masturbate as soon as I got in here.”
“So you went without any panties,” Harry murmured as he pushed a finger in between her plump lips. He sank into the warm flesh, feeling just how wet she was for him.
Hermione moaned and arched her back. Her nails scraped down his chest.
“Take off your shirt,” Harry ordered her.
Hermione did exactly as he asked without hesitation. Like she did with his shirt, she just tore it off of herself and let the buttons rain down carelessly around the room. She hadn’t been wearing a bra either, so she was fully bare to him now. Her chest was heaving as she stared down at Harry with undisguised need. She wanted him so badly, and seeing that look in his best friend’s eyes just made Harry’s own excitement grow to new heights.
As Harry continued to swirl his finger inside of her pussy, making sure to touch all of her sensitive spots frequently, Harry reached up with his other hand and palmed her breast. Hermione’s body tensed up as he brushed the pad of his thumb across her nipple.
“Harry, please,” Hermione gasped, pushing her breast against his hand. Harry did his best to keep his hand still and marveled at the sight of her flesh squeezing in between his fingers. Hermione’s face screwed up in pleasure as his finger pressed against her g-spot. “Ahhhh!”
“I love you, Hermione,” Harry groaned as her thigh ran along his erection again.
“Fuck, I need you in me,” Hermione moaned. Her fingers made quick work of his belt and zipper. She raised her hips just high enough to allow her to tug his trousers and underwear down his legs, letting his erection flop out freely.
When Hermione started to lower her hips again, Harry pulled his finger out of her. She whined at the loss of contact, but quickly made up for it as she trapped Harry’s cock in between his pelvis and her pussy. As she grinded herself up and down his shaft, her flowing juices coated the underside of his shaft.
All of this teasing was starting to get a bit much for Harry. He wanted to be inside of her too, to feel connected with her. “More,” he moaned unconsciously.
Hermione fulfilled his wish. She slid forward and grabbed his shaft with her hand and quickly lined the tip of his cock up with her entrance. Hermione started to slowly sink down onto his cock, but Harry’s need was so great that he thrust his hips up to complete the process.
“Harry!” Hermione shrieked in pleasure as she collapsed onto his chest.
Her pussy trembled around his cock as Harry wrapped his arms around her and relished in the sensation of her hot body pressed up against his. He started kissing her neck and running his hands up and down her back.
When she eventually recovered from the pleasure, Hermione kissed Harry’s forehead. “I love you,” she murmured.
Harry’s cock jumped inside of her pussy at her words, making Hermione let out a little giggle.
“I felt that,” she told him as she reached behind herself to where their bodies were joined. She cupped Harry’s balls in her hand and ran her thumb along the seam of where his cock and her pussy met. “Merlin, I love how big you feel inside of me.”
Hermione started rocking her hips against Harry, eliciting a hiss from his lips. Being stirred around inside of her pussy like this was great, but what he really wanted was to feel her folds gliding up and down his shaft. But that wasn’t what Hermione wanted; she wanted to feel his cock stretching her out, making her feel more full than she’d ever felt before. It created an incredibly pleasurable sensation that’d leave her feeling a little sore later, but the pleasure was worth it.
“Hermione, please,” Harry groaned after a minute of this. His hips bucked helplessly upwards against her. If he really tried, he had no doubt that he could lift up her body weight, but he wanted this to be something that they both wanted. “Just ride my cock.”
Hermione let out a sound that sounded like half giggle and half groan. “You have no idea how much I wanted to hear you say something like that to me.”
Finally, Hermione gave him the release he sought. She worked her way up his shaft teasingly, rocking her hips back and forth to only climb half an inch or so at a time. Before she’d even made it halfway, Harry considered just plunging his cock fully back into her, but he held back.
When Hermione reached the top of his shaft, and Harry eagerly awaited her drop, she teased him again as she reversed her motion and moved just as slowly back down.
“Hermione,” Harry whined.
The cheeky smile on her lips told Harry that she knew exactly what she was doing. “Yes?” She nibbled at his earlobe.
“You know what,” Harry groaned as she reached the base of his shaft. He grabbed onto her ass again and forced her pussy down as far as it could go.
“Do I?” Hermione whispered. “I think I’d rather hear you say it.”
Harry felt like he was going to burst with need, and this had gone on long enough. With a deep, guttural growl, Harry flung his body weight to the side. Hermione was caught completely unaware and her hands tried to grab onto anything they could as Harry flipped her onto her back.
Harry grabbed Hermione’s wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand and used his other to grope her breasts. Hermione moaned loudly as he pinched her nipples between his fingers.
“I hate being teased,” Harry said breathlessly as he stared down at Hermione.
“So you take what you want like a brute instead?” Hermione asked defiantly.
“Yes,” Harry answered. “Do you have a problem with that?”
The fiery passion in her eyes told him her answer before her lips opened. “No,” she admitted.
Harry reeled his hips back and then slammed them forward quickly, filling Hermione up completely. They both let out loud groans of delight. “You like it when I dominate you like this, don’t you?” Harry asked her.
Hermione’s cheeks flushed, but she nodded her head. “I do,” she answered quietly.
“Good,” Harry said as he repeated his motion. It felt so damn satisfying slamming his cock into Hermione’s tight pussy. They belonged together like this. She was trembling beneath him from the pleasure he was bringing her, and the mix of love and lust in her gaze confirmed for him that this was what she liked. “Because you’re mine.”
“And you’re mine,” Hermione added. Harry pinched her nipple again, making her face screw up in pleasure and another moan forced its way past her lips.
Hermione’s shuddering moan was cut off short as Harry started to kiss her. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as he returned to fucking her, using long and deep thrusts to give her that full feeling that she loved ever so much. It brought Harry the pleasure that he was looking for too as every inch of his cock was being tantalized by Hermione’s velvety pussy.
Harry had to let go of Hermione’s breast to brace his hand against the bed in order to keep up the rapid pace he was setting. He was fucking her desperately, as though this was the last time they’d ever get a chance to do it. In reality though, he knew that this was the first of many times to come.
Harry and Hermione’s panting breaths intermingled as they both rocketed towards their respective ends. Their bodies smacked off of each other as Harry pounded Hermione’s pussy. Her mewling, panting moans only egged him on more to fuck her hard and fast.
Everything felt perfect.
Suddenly, Hermione’s arms and legs clenched around Harry even tighter than before.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Hermione screamed as her body started to contort.
Harry groaned and buried his face in Hermione’s hair as her pussy started to spasm around his cock. Her thighs shook against his body as her orgasm overrode her body. It was these vibrations, coupled with his final few thrusts into her, that made Harry find his release.
He rammed his hips forward against Hermione’s and dropped all of his body weight onto her as he started to cum. “Fuck,” he moaned as he felt Hermione’s pussy squeeze the cum right out of his shaft. Wave after wave of pulsing pleasure struck him until he finally finished.
Neither of them moved much in the minutes afterward other than to cling to each other lovingly. Everything had been so intense that it took a minute for them to catch their breaths, and once they did, it was like they couldn’t believe what they had just done.
“I wish we shagged the morning after our first night together,” Hermione eventually murmured, breaking the silence. “I considered asking you.”
Harry shifted on top of Hermione, partially rolling over onto his side without pulling out of her completely. “Why didn’t you?”
“I don’t know. Nerves, I guess,” she answered with an awkward smile, but it quickly turned more natural as she met his gaze. “It would have saved us a lot of trouble. I don’t think I could have done it again without mentioning my feelings for you.”
“Don’t worry about the time we lost,” Harry said as he brushed a stray curl of hair away from Hermione’s cheek. “Think about how much time we’ll have together now.”
Hermione beamed at him and snatched his hand up before he could pull it away. She brought it up to her mouth and planted a kiss on his fingers before she interlaced her fingers with his. “Is that your way of asking me out?”
“I suppose so,” Harry chuckled. “You do want to go out with me right? And be my girlfriend?”
“And lover,” Hermione added at the end. “There’s nothing more I want than to be with you in all ways.”
With love filling his heart, Harry kissed Hermione deeply. Having her here with him, skin against skin, made him more happy than he could ever remember being. He knew at that moment that he’d do anything to protect this.
He loved Hermione and she loved him, and that was all that mattered in the world.
Comments
Robert
That’s probably how I’ll take it then. I can’t see either of them, especially with how you’ve written them being ok with sharing each other with others. I’ll probably read the second part as an extension of your one shot series with Harry and Tracy from the pre-Patreon days 😂 I know I’ll find out when it’s written but I could see using the multiple lordships angle in the second part if you’re planning on making any of the RoR stuff in part 2 more than just sex Nevertheless, excited to see what’s next! Thanks for the reply
Arctis_Shox
Thanks! This is essentially the end to part 1 of the story where Harry and Hermione finally get together. Part 2 will be roughly the same length as part 1 and it will focus on how their relationship is going forward and what role the RoR has in their lives now. You could take this chapter as the ending if you want to imagine them remaining fully exclusive with one another.
Robert
If that was the ending it was perfect. A small epilogue maybe but not really necessary. Would have been funny to see the other students reactions to the two new members suddenly leaving the ROR group though 😂 As usual you’re ability to evoke strong emotions in your sex scenes is on point. Excited for your next story! Cheers
