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Chapter #42: A bookworm's resolve.

The sounds of skin clashing were heard in a room; it was like people were clapping. It’s been a few hours since Harry and Hermione started to have sex. At first, the bookworm was a bit worried because this was her first time doing this; however, she quickly proved that she was more than capable of doing this, and she was more than willing to have his cock.

She ended up loving his cock, and now she was being fucked while she was on all fours. Harry couldn’t help but smirk as he pounded Hermione and slapped her ass as if his life depended on it. The sounds she was letting out were very exciting to say the least.

“Ah… Harry, that’s amazing!” She said between moans.

Harry couldn’t help but smirk, and thus, he kept going. Nothing was going to stop him; he was completely focused on making Hermione feel good because by doing that, he was also feeling good. It was an obvious win-win situation, and Harry has never been a person who doesn’t appreciate opportunities like this.

“I love your pussy, Hermione… It’s great!” Harry couldn’t help but admit.

Hermione smiled broadly, but before she could say anything else, Harry decided to kiss her passionately as he continued fucking her from behind. The moans she had been constantly voicing the whole evening were now suppressed by Harry’s tongue. Hermione never thought she could end her day like this, and yet, she had zero complaints about it.

They kept going for only Merlin knows how long; however, sadly, all good things must come to an end, and considering it’s been a few hours since they started, they decided that it was time to finish this.

“Fuck… Hermione, I’m getting close!” Harry declared with a tired but happy expression.

“Me too, Harry… Let’s cum together!” She said enthusiastically, and Harry smirked.

“Where do you want my seed, Hermione?” He asked with a calm expression.

It took Hermione a few moments, but in the end, she prepared herself and decided to take a risk.

“Inside Harry… Don’t worry about it, I’m on the potion, just fill me with your seed, I need it inside me!” She begged, and Harry couldn’t help but smile.

Soon, he made an unexpected move; he flipped her, and now she was resting on the bed while receiving Harry’s cock with all his might. To say Hermione was loving this would be a complete understatement. They kept going at it for a few minutes, but they couldn’t continue any longer.

“I’m cumming!” Harry screamed.

“Me too!” Hermione joined him, and then they decided to kiss.

They shared a passionate kiss as they experienced their orgasms. This has been a really interesting experience for the two of them, to say the least. The two of them learned a lot; if Harry had known that Hermione would be this amazing in bed, he would’ve pursued her before Ron, back in his original universe.

After that crazy orgasm, Harry rested on the bed with Hermione on top of him. She was smiling broadly at him, and he couldn’t help but appreciate this. There was no need for words; the only thing that mattered was that they were together.

“That was amazing, Harry,” she couldn’t help but admit. “I’m glad you were my first,” she added as she buried her face on his chest.

“I’m glad I was able to do this with you, Hermione. I always knew you were an amazing woman,” Harry decided to kiss her once again as they lay together with their worries gone.

And soon, the two of them finally fell asleep. This evening, which has been full of passion, has caused them to end up really tired. The two of them slept like they hadn't in their whole lives. When the next day came, Harry woke up before her.

That’s why he decided to surprise her with breakfast to show her that he was more than just a pretty face. He didn’t think much about what to prepare; he decided to take a safe route and just make a British breakfast. He had everything ready in his magical freezer.

It was the same model that he and Hermione invented back in his original universe. He also made muffins because who doesn’t love muffins? Just when he was finishing, Hermione decided to join him while she was wearing one of his shirts; she was barefoot, and her bushy hair was a complete mess. She looked so cute and hot at the same time.

“Good morning,” she said as she approached him, and then she gave him a quick peck.

“Very good morning, indeed,” he said as he hugged her from behind.

She couldn’t help but smile broadly. They were having the time of their lives, or at least they were enjoying this morning way too much.

“That smells delicious!” She said with a big, genuine smile, she felt like she was starving.

“Come on, help yourself, we have everything, blood sausages, bacon…” Harry encouraged.

Soon they were having a nice breakfast, which was a new experience for the two of them; Harry’s lovers usually don’t stay for breakfast. Maybe because the two of them were technically muggle-born, although in his case, he was just muggle-raised, these probably were the kind of customs you could only share with someone with a muggle background.

Even though you can have sex with anyone in the magical world, something like this was reserved more for couples that already were on the verge of marrying, and as far as he knew, he didn’t want to marry her, yet, they enjoyed their breakfast, they shared their food, laughed and kissed and when it was over, the two of them decided to clean the dishes manually without magic.

Not only did they find the activity relaxing, but it was also one of those things that reminded them of their Muggle life. Nowadays, Hermione was used to seeing house elves doing all these chores, as she mostly stays with the Potters because of her friendship with Henry.

However, as someone who's advocating for the rights of house elves, she made the decision to do her own dishes when she was in the magical world. She was glad to find that Harry shared this trait, even if he didn't do it for the house elves; at least she was happier knowing that he didn’t own a house elf.

“We need to talk,” Harry told her once they finished.

Hermione quickly knew what they needed to talk about and nodded, so they decided to get dressed, and a few minutes later, they were already in his living room.

“So…” Hermione started.

“So… What did you think about the day we spent together?” He asked with a calm expression.

Hermione remained silent for a few moments. She was given a trial test about what it was like to be with Harry Potter, and she was now drawing her conclusions. She couldn’t help but analyze everything. Harry was a bit nervous.

“I loved it all,” she confessed with zero hesitation.

Harry couldn’t help but smile.

“I’d like to keep things casual for now, though. I loved this, but I’m afraid of moving too fast. I don't want to ruin this, you know? Why don’t we take our time and have more days like this?” She asked with a soft smile.

Harry couldn’t believe it; it was like she read what he had on his mind. His only response was a passionate kiss that she happily accepted.