Out of Time

Gratitude

This summer was one of Hermione's favorites. She had spent the majority of her time with Tom. They had grown quite close and Hermione had begun to develop strong feelings for him. She hadn't tried to push their relationship past what it had been. Afraid it she tried to label it, she could push him away. They went together places, and while they hadn't had sex, yet, they had fooled around often. Even with the uncertainty of the status of her relationship, it would still be the best summer of her life.

Tom had found the summer to be interesting. He had several meetings with his knights, though he needed to think of a new name for them. Things were progressing perfectly, slowly, but just perfectly. He had even found a smaller manor house, not wanting to live at The Leaky Cauldron forever. He purchased the home and slowly began to furnish it. The task was daunting but necessary. He had been in contact with the ministry, seeing as he was technically an adult, he had all of his contact and personal information updated and protected.

Then there was the girl. It was true, he had grown quite fond of her. She was loyal to a fault. She was growing more comfortable in his presence as well. This allowed him to push her passions in his direction. She rallied his causes, and she was a formidable ally. He had introduced her to a few of his knights, she was the picture of perfection.

After the first time she attended a dinner party at Malfoy Manor, he had been showing her around when she pushed him into a spare room.

"Hermione, why did you pull us in here?" Tom asked.

"I wanted to be alone with you." She said, slowly walking towards him.

"Has the dinner party been that bad? I found it an enjoyable event." He watched her, the mischief sparked in her eyes.

"It's been wonderful, I just wanted to thank you." She paused, her chest now touching him. "You," she kissed his lips, "are," kissed his jaw, "amazing," kissed down his neck.

She returned to his mouth, "You had Draco, practically kissing the ground I walked on. That was true magic." She kissed him again, moving her hand to grab his growing erection.

"He is only worthy to kiss the bottom of your shoes. You deserve no less." He spoke against her mouth.

She pushed him back against the loveseat. He sat and watched her crawl up his body. His cock twitched at the sight. She was on her knees, in front of him, leaned in between his thighs. He could feel her breasts brush against him as she moved.

"Sit back, let me show you what you deserve."

He complied, leaning back. He watched in amazement as the girl who once was too shy to look at him, began to undo his pants, eyes never leaving his face.

She reached into his pants and pulled out his cock. Her touch was soft but deliberate. She began moving her small hand teasing him with light caresses.

Tom had to fight everything in him to not turn her around and fuck her on the floor. He settled for gripping the cushion next to him.

Hermione had studied up on what to do. She wanted to try this and figured this was the best way to bring it up. She had ,of course, never given oral sex. She held him in her hand the baby soft skin over hard flesh. It was amazing.

She leaned forward and ran her tongue along the underside of his cock and when she reached the tip, she enveloped it into her mouth.

She had done something right she heard a small moan and felt the appendage twitch. She moved her tongue around the top and then took as much into her mouth as she could. It wasn't as much as she'd hoped, but it was her first try.

She used her hand to stoke the flesh that hadn't fit into her mouth. She continued the movements, she remembered they had said to suck in your cheeks in the book she read. She did this, earning another moan from Tom. It was all the encouragement she needed.

Tom was surprised. When she pushed him into the room, this was not what he thought would happen. He watched as she continued the steady pace she had set. Her hair had started to come loose, blocking his view of her. He moved his hand up, pulling the hair that had fallen away, he wanted to watch her face.

Her eyes opened at the touch, and then she watched him, as she moved up and down on his cock. He pushed his hand deep into her hair, massaging her scalp as she moved faster. He had never been a big fan of oral sex. But damned if she wasn't making him enjoy the disgusting practice more and more.

"Hermione, I'm gonna come, I want you to swallow it all." He told her.

She moved even faster, he could feel the tension growing, he was almost there. She applied a light brush of her teeth as she moved, that was what sent him over the edge. Hermione hollowed her cheeks, making sure to get every drop from him.

When the spasms had stopped, she released his cock from her mouth and tucked him neatly into his pants. Tom was trying to calm himself. He watched her get up and sit next to him.

"That was more fun than I had expected it to be." She said.

Tom laughed, he pulled her over and kissed her. He tasted the salty taste of his release.

"You minx." He said.

"We should get back, wouldn't want them to think we are shagging in a closet somewhere." She said laughing.

Tom fixed her hair, taming it back close to how it looked before. But as they walked back, he knew that everyone would see her beautifully swollen lips. They would all know they had fooled around, though no one would say anything.

After that night, he decided to see what having Potter grovel at her feet would earn him. She really was coming along nicely.