"Bloody hell, I didn't know it was possible to wear that!"
"Ron, don't swear."
"Hermione, her bathing suit is transparent!"
"Ron, it's a piece of lingerie."
"Oh, is it like that black bra you bought last week?"
Hermione nodded and took the "Triumph" magazine out of Ron's hands, smirking. "Maybe you should stop drooling over the pages. I have to bring it safely back to my cousin Grace."
Ron teased his wife. "You know I only have eyes for you, love."
Hermione arched an eyebrow. "You're a man, Ron. So you couldn't help yourself."
Ron caressed her cheek with his thumb. "You look at the Quidditch Through the Ages magazine. Oh don't deny it. I caught you and Ginny looking over the Tornados´s poster last week."
Hermione smiled in an embarrassed way and put the magazine on the table. Then she put her arms around Ron's neck.
"You know you're my king, through and through, don't you? Always have been and always will be."
Ron held Hermione by her waist, whispering in her ear. "I know. I'm only teasing you."
She snuggled in his arms. "So do you like those short transparent red pajamas?"
Ron nibbled her ear. "That one with straps that was on the page before the piece I was drooling over?"
Hermione threw her head back so he had access for kissing her neck. "Yes. I could buy it."
Ron grinned. "It will be a pleasure taking it off you, just like now removing this lovely cotton sweater…"
Kiss on her bellybutton
"…and this sexy bra…"
Hermione felt like the luckiest witch when Ron sat her on the edge of the table. The magazine dropped to the floor.