Losing It by WeasleyForMe
Inspiration and beta-reading by Grande.Vanilla.Skim.Latte!!
Hermione has decided she wants to lose her virginity to one of the Weasley brothers. Through a series of daydreams, she imagines the benefits of having each one as her first lover! Smut!
In Hermione's mind, it took an eternity for Saturday to arrive. All of the Weasleys, save for Charlie, had gone away on a trip, and she was more than ready for their date.
Charlie took her to a little restaurant in Hogsmeade and requested a quiet table for their meal. He was dressed impeccably in a plain white shirt and grey trousers, and Hermione felt that she was the envy of every other woman in the vicinity.
Hermione was already enthralled by Charlie's body, but she soon learned that listening to his deep voice conveying his wealth of knowledge was just as spectacular. She found herself asking him question after question just to hear him explain himself. As they ate dessert, she asked, "How do you feel about the dragon reservation they are planning to build in Spain?"
"Oh, it's funny that you brought that up, because you see…" he went on and on, thrilling the sensitive flesh on Hermione's back without laying a finger on her. She watched his lips move, unable to think of anything but him. She saw his movements in slow motion when he smiled and bit his lower lip with his bright white teeth. "How do you feel about it?" asked her, obviously finished with his explanation that Hermione was too dazed to comprehend.
Blinking a few times, she muttered, "I feel exactly the same way," causing him to smile brightly. "Are you done with your food? I think we should be going," she said quickly, hoping to get him alone.
As Charlie took his time paying for their meal and sauntering out of the restaurant, Hermione's body was on a tense mission. When she decided that he was taking too long, she grabbed his hand and apparated both of them quickly back to the Burrow, surprising Charlie in the process. Once they were in the yard, she reached up to run her hands through his hair, saying, "Good, we're alone."
He chuckled as he placed his hands firmly on her waist. "Why the big hurry?"
"I was tired of sharing you with all of the other women at the restaurant," she said simply. Charlie blushed, happy that it was concealed by the dim moonlight. Then suddenly she was pulling him down toward her and tasting his lips. He needed to take a moment to catch his breath before he responded. He wrapped his arms more firmly around her, pulling her against him and causing a moan to escape from her lips.
Hermione had never felt anything quite so luxurious in her life; his warm lips, crisp shirt and soft hair created various textures against her skin. As his hands splayed across her lower back, she tilted her head to the side, giving Charlie reign over her ivory neck. He peppered gentle kisses along its length before licking and sucking nearly hard enough to leave marks, declaring his intent. Deciding it was best not to blemish her lovely skin, he kissed his way back up to her mouth. She allowed Charlie's tongue to slide past her lips, a simple motion that caused her to involuntarily spread her legs on either side of his left thigh.
Charlie opened his eyes, immediately aware that he was holding a nearly limp, gasping Hermione against him. Her hands were all over his chest, and it felt amazing, but he didn't think this was the most appropriate time. "Hermione, perhaps we should go inside."
Her lustful eyes met his and she smirked. "Yes, inside would be much better."
"I meant that we should probably get to bed… separately. We just started this, and I don't want to take advantage of you."
Hermione frowned. "But I want you to take my virginity. Now."
Charlie released his hold on her and stepped back. In all of his years, he was nearly certain that he had never encountered a virgin, and now that he had, he didn't know what he should do. On one hand, he wanted to take Hermione right in the yard, but now he knew they needed to wait. He spoke with his brow furrowed and a frown on his lips. "No, no no no, no. You should go up to your room."
She glared at him. Who knew that losing your virginity could be such hard work? She didn't want Charlie to see her as a child, so she quickly turned on her heel and calmly walked inside and up to the room she shared with Ginny. She didn't let herself cry until she had firmly locked the door.
Haunted by his words and Hermione's sad face, Charlie tossed and turned all night. Around six in the morning, he rolled out of bed. He had made his decision, and wanted to go and wait for Hermione to wake up so he could apologize. If she really wanted to lose her virginity to him, he was all for it. He grinned; after all, she was twenty-two years old with an intelligent mind of her own. With a bounce in his step, he entered the kitchen and was startled to see Hermione in her short, blue terrycloth robe making breakfast.
She turned to face him and gave him and emotionless 'good morning' before turning back to the eggs and bacon she was cooking. She tried not to let the sight of Charlie in nothing but his boxer shorts have any affect on her, but she could feel her pulse racing.
With a grin, Charlie slid next to her at the stove and stole a piece of toast from her plate, taking a bit before setting it back down. She glared at him and was about to speak before he cut her off. "I'm sorry about how I reacted last night. And I decided that if you want to lose your virginity to me, I will treat it as the beautiful gift that it is," he told her sincerely with a small nod of his head.
She examined him carefully before saying, "Only if you're sure."
He smiled brightly again and leaned down to kiss her as he flicked the oven off. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and giggled as he squeezed her sides with his large, calloused hands.
Breakfast forgotten, Hermione concentrated her efforts on running her hands over every part of Charlie's body. She pulled away from him and watched her own hands as they started at his shoulders and traveled slowly down the length of his chest and abs. He let out a deep breath and closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her soft skin against him. They both watched her ivory fingers float over his sun worn skin, and she paused at his waistband before sliding it down ever so slightly to reveal a partially hidden tattoo. Charlie was ready to have a heart attack from her slow examination of his skin, but he let her pause to look at the words over his hip.
"Equality for all creatures great and small," she read out loud as she traced the black script and miniature dragon tattoo. "That's lovely," she said as she looked up into his eyes. His face was brightly lit from the rays of early morning sunlight peeking through the curtains.
He should have known she would appreciate his tattoo, because he knew about her involvement with House Elf rights. But he was eager to move things along. He grinned devilishly before scooping her up and setting her on the kitchen table. He then stood between her legs and treated her entire lovely face to kisses and caresses. Hermione reached out to grab his shoulders and pull him closer, causing her dressing gown to slide down one of her arms in the process. Charlie leaned down, kissing and nipping her newly exposed flesh. Hermione sighed and let her head dip back, and Charlie groaned as her robe opened, revealing her firm breasts.
Hermione was lost in her own world when Charlie began to gently run his hands over her breasts. She gasped and wrapped her legs around his waist, happy that he was standing firmly on the floor. He chuckled as he flicked his thumb over a nipple, causing her head to snap back up so she could look at him. He continued to run his hands over her perfectly round breasts and curvy stomach, relentlessly exploring her body this time.
"Charlie," she gasped. "You're driving me mad."
"It's not my fault your body is prefect and screaming for me to touch it." In a bold move, he pulled the robe's sash completely open and slid it from her body. She was too wound up to be self conscious as Charlie gazed at her body, his eyes glazing over a bit. A smile spread across his lips as Hermione reached out to him and coaxed him to join her on the table. As her eyes connected with his and she scooted back further on the calico tablecloth, Charlie slid his underwear off and gently climbed on top of her. Hermione's eyes grew wide as she looked at his stiff member while he straddled her hips.
"Oh gods, that is going to hurt," she whispered as she bit her lip and reached out to run her hand over the head of his penis. Charlie groaned as she made such innocent contact with him, and he felt an unbelievable urge to thrust into her. He bit back his lust and settled on pressing Hermione back against the table and pressing his lips to hers. He caressed her breasts again while he ran his tongue along the seam of her sweet lips. She moaned and he plunged his tongue into her mouth. His hand took the expedition further south until it found the bundle of sexual nerves at her apex. He gently massaged her and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her fingers instinctively wove through his hair as she gasped when he quickened his hands' movements.
"I want to lose it, please," she gasped into his mouth. Without removing his lips from hers, he took his member in his hand and guided the tip against her slick opening. She braced her hands against his back and held her breath while he pushed himself gently into her. She gasped at the immense feeling of pressure against her insides until her last barrier or innocence was broken. She squeezed onto Charlie's shoulders until the pain subsided.
"Are you okay?" he asked huskily. She answered by pressing her hips up to meet his, forcing a grunt to surface from deep within him. Smiling, she twisted her hips. "Minx," he whispered next to her ear. He gently withdrew from her before pumping back in. Hermione gasped in pleasure as they made love as the bright, rising sun flooded the room. She couldn't believe the intense feeling of pleasure that was growing inside her. Charlie seemed to pump and thrust to a beautiful, unknown rhythm that had her on the edge of climax.
Hermione felt herself succumb to her release as Charlie kissed her neck and buried himself deep within her. He reached his own orgasm as he listened to her gasp his name over and over as she writhed beneath him. He released his seed into her as she thrust up once more.
"That was amazing," she whispered as he collapsed next to her. She rolled onto her side and snuggled against his warm body. "Thank you."
"I know I'll never be able to eat a meal at the table without grinning like a loon," Charlie assured her as she played with his hair. She giggled lightly as she began to fall asleep in his arms. "You forgot about breakfast," he whispered as she closed her eyes.
"You can always make me more later. Let's go upstairs."
Charlie shook his head as he stood and scooped her up into his strong arms. He carried her up to his bed, knowing full well that he would end up doing anything Hermione wanted to when she woke again.
THE END! Wow, I really hope you liked the ending! Thanks so much for reading along and reviewing... I'm really surprised by how many of you reviewed and voted in the poll!
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