He's right - there's something about watching the water drop make its sinful way down his bare chest that sends a shot of arousal down between her legs. It's unprofessional to be thirsting after an old-as-time, powerful wizard, and Hermione is usually very professional and very good.
She's haunted by the idea of him calling her a good girl while ordering her to lick that same drop of water up from his hipbone to the hollow of his throat, and in that moment he beckons her forward and she obeys. Thoughtlessly, without pausing to think about why she's so submissive to this man, when she's been submissive to nobody before.
"Right, well," she murmurs, as she steps inside, slipping past him and feeling her pulse racket, his scent catching her by surprise. He smells like dark, enchanted forests and old magic and parchment; he smells divine, has as long as she's known him, but there's the hint of water from the shower and she's making real efforts to not walk on shaky legs.
"I came over to..." She's forgotten why, it just seemed very important to come here today. See him again. "Um. As I mentioned, I rented a room at the bed and breakfast in town, but I'll have to check out tomorrow and head back to London, so I... I wanted to make sure we would have a way to stay in touch."
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Date: 2022-09-10 11:35 am (UTC)She's haunted by the idea of him calling her a good girl while ordering her to lick that same drop of water up from his hipbone to the hollow of his throat, and in that moment he beckons her forward and she obeys. Thoughtlessly, without pausing to think about why she's so submissive to this man, when she's been submissive to nobody before.
"Right, well," she murmurs, as she steps inside, slipping past him and feeling her pulse racket, his scent catching her by surprise. He smells like dark, enchanted forests and old magic and parchment; he smells divine, has as long as she's known him, but there's the hint of water from the shower and she's making real efforts to not walk on shaky legs.
"I came over to..." She's forgotten why, it just seemed very important to come here today. See him again. "Um. As I mentioned, I rented a room at the bed and breakfast in town, but I'll have to check out tomorrow and head back to London, so I... I wanted to make sure we would have a way to stay in touch."