A/n: Just a short sweet ending. So I can see these two very playful like this as married adults with a lot of money and a large manor in their hands to play around in. Warning for M lemons!
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Hermione dipped her fingers into the strawberry and cream mix and then sucked her fingers around her red, pouty lips.
"Oh god."
She continued sucking her fingers, teasing and taunting him with glimpses of her tongue darting in and out of her mouth.
It was enough to give Neville a painful feeling of fullness in his balls. He wanted to drain every last drop into her perfect mouth.
"Don't you just love the taste of cream?" she said in between licks of another strawberry dipped in whip cream and ice cream.
"Stop teasing me, witch."
He shoved his arm across the counter on either side of her to clear more space before pressing his waist down onto her legs to hold her in place.
"No more talk."
"I beg your pardon...I thought we were having a snack."
"Shhh," Neville said. "You're the snack. I'm about to eat you."
Hermione raised her eyebrows like she liked the sound of that idea.
He lay her down on the counter and then reached under her knees to spread her before he climbed onto the counter on top of her. His eyes pierced hers with a look of deep devotion and she was silenced by his look.
He lowered his lips to taste hers. She melted into his touch and opened her mouth greedily for more as he slipped his tongue in.
His tongue penetrated her mouth as his lips worked over hers.
They both started to pant and greedily Neville pushed down her dress to access her breasts. Wanting more access, he was almost tempted in his lust
to just rip the expensive dress in half. However, Hermione stayed his hand. "Easy, there, Tarzan. There's a zipper."
Neville grabbed his wand and used a spell to lower the zipper and then completely removed it, throwing the expensive dress down on the floor.
"We don't want to forget our manners."
"I beg to differ," Neville whispered.
Naked, Hermione, was a sight of pure delicate beauty. Her long legs, thin waist and soft curves. Her long hair falling in soft curls around her breasts.
The sight was made even more erotic by the fact that she lay on top of their counter, like a snack for his absolute devouring. He wasn't going to leave a crumb left of this delicious offering.
"Me want," he said.
Neville's body hardened as he soaked in the exquisite sight. Hermioned teased him over the edge by using her hands to start playing with her own nipples for him.
She made a show for him. What an incredible tease and goddess she could be at the drop of the hat, she could move him in ways no one else could, even better than his darkest fantasies.
"Oh yes."
She continued to play with herself, legs splayed, as Neville slowly stroked himself til he could wait no longer. The sight of her open legs with her juicy, wet, dripping centre had him hovering over the edge to not attack her. He needed to taste some of that honey.
He pushed her further up the counter surface and brought her hands back over her head. He then allowed himself to finish the job she started of teasing her sensitive points. His mouth moved over her nipples and suckled at them, while Hermione took over stroking and pumping his long, silky member.
"Oh god yeah," she moaned.
He flipped her over swiftly so that he could access her dripping core while her mouth moved over his engorged, thick member.
"Suck him," he instructed and she dutifully dipped her head down and up over his throbbing member. Enjoying the sensation, he then lowered his lips to taste and was blown away by her mind-blowingly delicious flavor.
She tasted even better than the strawberries and cream.
He grasped for control of his hips as her head dodged up and down over his length, sucking and licking at his long hard member. It was enough to make his toes curl yet he suddenly reached out a hand to push her head further down his cock so that she was nearly choking.
"Sorry."
"Neville, I can't wait any longer."
"Fine. Flip over."
"Actually, better idea..."
He jumped down from the counter and before she could regain her feet, he pulled her by the hips so that her body was half off the counter and half on the counter.
With him standing behind her and her legs hung over the counter, her bum in the air, he then spread her slick core.
"I'm going to enter you from behind."
"No more talk," she repeated his words to him in a whisper. "Actions speak louder than words."
He chuckled.
"Fine."
He lined up his tip with her entrance and slid in in one merciless stroke til she filled to bursting.
"Is that action enough for you?"
She moaned.
"That feel good?"
"Mmmmmm yeah."
She was practically moaning as loud as a banshee as he started his slow strokes in and out of her.
With each forwards stroke of his cock in her, her lithe body slid forwards on the counter, her bare breasts rubbing against the cold marble countertop.
He loved the sight and feel of her sliding on him cock, like she some toy.
Even better was the sight and feel of her perfect arse in between his large hands as he grasped her and alternated his grip between her hips and her clit.
He clapped her cheeks together as she was impaled on his thick cock.
He levitated the bowl of strawberries and melted cream and dumped them right on her behind.
She gasped as the cold cream fell across her round cheeks but he loved the sight and kept pumping while circling and rubbing the sweet mixture into her skin.
He was getting close to coming.
"Flip around."
She struggled to un-impale herself from his cock until finally he helped her up by lifting her by her hips off his dick.
Hermione gave him a smile as she moved on the counter and sat back down in front of him, legs dangling off the counter, but now facing him.
He immediately reached for her small but full breasts and gave them a tender appreciative squeeze.
"Hop on."
She guided herself onto his length and shuddered as he slid even further deeper into her.
"Ouch."
His eyes were dilated and his head was clouded over with lust yet he still asked. "Is that too much?"
"No, it's fine, keep going."
Her arms wrapped around his neck and kissed him as they continued to move. His slow pumps eventually gave way to deep, ragged motions that verged on the edge of orgasm.
"Keep going. Fuck yeah...Yeah." Her nails started to dig into his back as her head shot back.
She clamped down around him.
"Happy anniversary," Neville whispered as he finished and blew his seed right into her.
He bent down to capture her lips. She still tasted like strawberries.
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Later that night...
True to his word and just for fun, Neville put back his loincloth and decided to try the rumours to see if they were true about him.
"Are you sure this is safe?" Hermione asked, biting worriedly at her thumb.
"I just put a secure charm on it and the vines are pretty strong too."
"Okay."
That night, for once in the Longbottom Manors, Neville did swing from the chandelier of his manor, with a magicked vine wrapped around it from floor to ceiling.
"Merlin, this is surprisingly fun!" Neville shouted as the vine carried him buoyantly from one side of the large, tall-ceilinged room to another.
And the chandelier, thank Merlin, did not break under his weight.
"Come here, Hermione."
"No, thanks."
"It's a demand, not a request."
She yelped as Neville swung on the green vine towards her and attempted to grab her by the waist. After two failed attempted, one in which she side-dodged him and another in which she nearly punched him away from her, Neville finally caught her in his right arm and lifted her by the waist off the ground.
In other words, it was the best anniversary gift ever.
And despite her hesitance at first, well, Neville had a feeling she had a fetish for jungle vines and Tarzan ever since.
He was her Tarzan. And she was his Jane.
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THE END
a/n: Thank you for reading and reviewing and following/faving! This is the end of the road for this story.
I have another Neville/hermione story being posted now called "Rain Down Under" which is set in Australia and brings our two fav smart Gryffindors together, yet in different circumstances: a natural disaster. Plus with a cute pet koala!
Please check it out, I promise it's a fun story. Also am writing a Antomione story called 'I'm the Bad Guy, Duh' for anyone interested in a darker story.