Willing Charlie/Hermione over 16
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acquiescenceWell, I'm locked out of my apartment for a little while and so I thought I'd come to the computer lab on campus to do something with myself while I have to wait to get in. So here is my response to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
florahart's alphabet challenge.
Title: Willing
Author:acquiescence_
Disclaimer: Rowling owns them all
Rating: Over 16
Pairing: Charlie/Hermione
Summary: She was more than willing
Word Count: 417
She bit her lower lip softly as she watched him stalk towards her. And suddenly she wasn’t sure she really was as willing as she thought she’d been. His eyes blazed with lust as they moved over her body; her stomach trembled as he groaned softly – he hadn’t even touched her yet.
The flutter of nervous butterflies filled her stomach as he neared, and she had to force herself to remain calm. Her normally gentle Charlie was now a predator, and he was circling his prey.
“Do you trust me,” he had whispered to her as he began to bind her wrists.
She nodded slowly as the silken cords were slowly wrapped around her wrists and secured above her head. He had brushed his lips against each of her palms lightly.
“Yes, I do Charlie.” The look of utter love and devotion in his eyes had been all the reassurance she needed. She was more than willing to do whatever he desired; she loved this man so much.
But now, as he stalked towards her, the look of love was all but covered by his blazing desire. It scared her, and her fingers tightened around the silken cords which had been so comforting earlier.
She lay splayed out on their bed; her wrists tied above her head and legs spread wide. She felt flushed with embarrassment at being so open and vulnerable to this predator.
Slowly he made his way onto the bed, and climbed over her. She could feel his desire and lust, knowing it was barely restrained as he held himself over her. His breath came in quick staccato bursts, and she felt his straining erection press against her thigh.
Slowly he leaned down towards her, and brushed his lips over her palms once more. And suddenly she knew this was not some savage predator; it was her Charlie. The man she had shared her life with for the past 3 years. The man who held her when she was upset, made her laugh when she was angry, and didn’t mind her wild hair or bossy ways, who told her she was sexy. He was the only one who saw the true her, saw past the know-it-all exterior, and knew all she wanted was to be loved. He protected her, guided her, loved her, and worshiped her. Charlie was her friend, her lover, and her husband; he would not harm her. And a sudden feeling of calm flowed over her.
She was more than willing.
florahart's alphabet challenge.Title: Willing
Author:
acquiescence_Disclaimer: Rowling owns them all
Rating: Over 16
Pairing: Charlie/Hermione
Summary: She was more than willing
Word Count: 417
She bit her lower lip softly as she watched him stalk towards her. And suddenly she wasn’t sure she really was as willing as she thought she’d been. His eyes blazed with lust as they moved over her body; her stomach trembled as he groaned softly – he hadn’t even touched her yet.
The flutter of nervous butterflies filled her stomach as he neared, and she had to force herself to remain calm. Her normally gentle Charlie was now a predator, and he was circling his prey.
“Do you trust me,” he had whispered to her as he began to bind her wrists.
She nodded slowly as the silken cords were slowly wrapped around her wrists and secured above her head. He had brushed his lips against each of her palms lightly.
“Yes, I do Charlie.” The look of utter love and devotion in his eyes had been all the reassurance she needed. She was more than willing to do whatever he desired; she loved this man so much.
But now, as he stalked towards her, the look of love was all but covered by his blazing desire. It scared her, and her fingers tightened around the silken cords which had been so comforting earlier.
She lay splayed out on their bed; her wrists tied above her head and legs spread wide. She felt flushed with embarrassment at being so open and vulnerable to this predator.
Slowly he made his way onto the bed, and climbed over her. She could feel his desire and lust, knowing it was barely restrained as he held himself over her. His breath came in quick staccato bursts, and she felt his straining erection press against her thigh.
Slowly he leaned down towards her, and brushed his lips over her palms once more. And suddenly she knew this was not some savage predator; it was her Charlie. The man she had shared her life with for the past 3 years. The man who held her when she was upset, made her laugh when she was angry, and didn’t mind her wild hair or bossy ways, who told her she was sexy. He was the only one who saw the true her, saw past the know-it-all exterior, and knew all she wanted was to be loved. He protected her, guided her, loved her, and worshiped her. Charlie was her friend, her lover, and her husband; he would not harm her. And a sudden feeling of calm flowed over her.
She was more than willing.