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ceredwensirius
Prompt: Completely Bare
Word Count: 310
Rating: PG13 for language
Warnings/Notes: This will be a story in 30 parts. 30 drabbles about how Hermione learned to let her hair down. I will be venturing into the world of kink which I have not really done before. Wheee!
Disclaimer: All characters and their canon histories are the property of J.K. Rowling.
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“It’s alright, Hermione,” said Sirius in her ear, soft, warm breath on her neck as he gave her hand a squeeze. “There’s nothing that says you have to do anything. You wanted a peek so we’re peeking.”
Hermione quietly let go of a very shaky breath, having stalled three steps into the shop. Well, two, if you count the step she took backward. Despite being fully clothed she had never felt more exposed in her life, like all eyes were on her, knowing where she was and what she was looking at. Completely bare. It was awful.
Sirius tugged at her arm, urging her to bundle up that Gryffindor bravery and walk around the shop with him. She did but only after closing her eyes for a moment and reminding herself that if there was anyone she could explore this with, it would be Sirius.
The shop held a vast array of items that frankly she had never conceived of before. When Sirius explained to her that the mechanical device she was pondering over was a ‘fucking machine’ and showed her the illustration, the blood left her face, but that’s probably because it was all rushing somewhere lower. It was titillating, she couldn’t deny this.
Being predictable of course, Hermione quickly found her way to something that was comforting and familiar; books. The shop had not only devices and dildos, whips and masks, and chairs that were anchored into the ceiling, it also had quite a large selection of printed material. To his credit, Sirius didn’t chuckle or tease, not even once.
Before she could even entertain the notion of trying anything, Hermione would have to do a little reading. When they finally left the shop, hand in hand, it was with a bag swinging from Sirius’ fingers containing three crisp brand new books.
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ceredwensiriusPrompt: Completely Bare
Word Count: 310
Rating: PG13 for language
Warnings/Notes: This will be a story in 30 parts. 30 drabbles about how Hermione learned to let her hair down. I will be venturing into the world of kink which I have not really done before. Wheee!
Disclaimer: All characters and their canon histories are the property of J.K. Rowling.
One| Two|
“It’s alright, Hermione,” said Sirius in her ear, soft, warm breath on her neck as he gave her hand a squeeze. “There’s nothing that says you have to do anything. You wanted a peek so we’re peeking.”
Hermione quietly let go of a very shaky breath, having stalled three steps into the shop. Well, two, if you count the step she took backward. Despite being fully clothed she had never felt more exposed in her life, like all eyes were on her, knowing where she was and what she was looking at. Completely bare. It was awful.
Sirius tugged at her arm, urging her to bundle up that Gryffindor bravery and walk around the shop with him. She did but only after closing her eyes for a moment and reminding herself that if there was anyone she could explore this with, it would be Sirius.
The shop held a vast array of items that frankly she had never conceived of before. When Sirius explained to her that the mechanical device she was pondering over was a ‘fucking machine’ and showed her the illustration, the blood left her face, but that’s probably because it was all rushing somewhere lower. It was titillating, she couldn’t deny this.
Being predictable of course, Hermione quickly found her way to something that was comforting and familiar; books. The shop had not only devices and dildos, whips and masks, and chairs that were anchored into the ceiling, it also had quite a large selection of printed material. To his credit, Sirius didn’t chuckle or tease, not even once.
Before she could even entertain the notion of trying anything, Hermione would have to do a little reading. When they finally left the shop, hand in hand, it was with a bag swinging from Sirius’ fingers containing three crisp brand new books.
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