Mission: Distract the Enemy

MISSION: Distract the Enemy

Gods, am stuck here in Remus' lap with absolutely no notion as to how I can remove myself without mortally embarrassing him. Given that his reaction to my kiss has suddenly become somewhat distracted I think he is all too aware of the dilemma as well. What to do...What to do.... I pull away from him and give him an apologetic look. Remus grimaces.

"More drinks!" Sirius suddenly announces and with a quick glance over my shoulder I see that the others have taken a second to look at him. With that opening, I leap from Remus and slip back to my seat on the floor. Remus' foot catches my leg in his furious effort to cross his own legs and cover his....dilemma.

Harry, Ron, Ginny and Lavender all turn back to look at me gobsmacked. I tactfully ignore the lot of them and turn to Sirius.

"Truth or Dare, Sirius?"

He looks up at me, obviously wondering what I'm playing at, but frankly after that debacle with Remus, I do not need Sirius putting me in any situations that he might find amusing and, having nominated him, that relieves me from being his next choice.

"Dare," he says, giving me a devious grin.

"Fairs fair, Sirius. Shirt off."

Sirius gives me a disappointed look, but quickly slides his T-shirt over his head and flicks it into the corner. Ginny and Lavender are once again drooling, but also looking a little wary. I think perhaps they have just realised they might have jumped in over their heads.

Sirius looks around the circle and his eyes come to rest on Ron. I know that look – this can't be good.

"Truth or dare, Ron?" Sirius asks, the sweetness in his voice just a little too sickly.

"Uh...truth..." Ron replies hesitantly, glancing at Lavender who is glaring back at him. She isn't going to forgive him for not knowing when her birthday was anytime soon.

"What is Lavender's greatest ambition, Ron?"

Crap. Oh, crap. Now I see where this is going. I glance at Lupin and I catch just a hint of a deviant smile that really belongs on Sirius' face not his. I can't believe Lupin is in on this...

"Uh..." Ron glances nervously at Lavender. "Err...to become a Seer?"

Lavender slaps him across the face, leaps to her feet and screams, "I can't believe you, Ronald Weasley!" She storms across the room, down the hall and slams the door there so hard the entire house rattles.

"Lavender!" Ron calls, racing off after her. Shouts and screams echo down the hallway and then become muffled as Ron obviously manages to enter the bedroom and close the door.

"Well, that's a pity," Sirius comments, looking perfectly innocent. "Perhaps we had better call it a night..."

"And where am I supposed to sleep?" Ginny suddenly protests. "I am not going in there while she is in that sort of mood!"

Sirius looks at Lupin, his eyes flicking to me for a moment, then back again.

"Oh, all right!" Remus sighs. "Fine. Ginny, you can stay with Harry, but for Merlin's sake, behave yourselves!"

"Sure thing," Harry calls back over his shoulder, Ginny and he already halfway down the hallway.

I look at Sirius and then Lupin. "I guess I'll just sleep on the couch then..."

Sirius snorts.

Lupin glares at him.

"Oh, for Merlin's sake, Moony, lighten up!" Sirius chides. "It's not like it's anything we haven't done before. Besides," he continues, raising at eyebrow at Remus' glare, "you can't possibly be suggesting you are going to make 'Mione sleep out here in the cold by herself when we have a perfectly large bed in our room that is just begging for some company..."

Remus looks at me and I smile sweetly at him.

"Oh...all right! Honestly! And Molly thought she was doing the right thing by putting me in charge..." Remus mutters to himself.

"They're hardly kids anymore, Moony," Sirius points out.

"And it's not like they won't be off in the woods tomorrow doing just what they're doing now anyway," I add in for good measure.

"Yeah, this way you're saving them from the agony of misplaced mosquito bites and wayward twigs..." Sirius chuckled as he spoke.

Remus smiled and shook his head. "Enough, enough! You've convinced me, but if you want this night to continue I'd prefer not to have any more of those sort of images of Lavender in my mind!"

"Wouldn't we all," Sirius adds.

"Besides, I thought you were in on Sirius' getting rid of them all?" I say, now a little confused.

"Yes, because I wanted to put a stop to his game before it got out of hand," Remus replied, giving Sirius a scathing look.

"Oops," Sirius says quite innocently, then he suddenly leans forward, scoops me from the floor and starts off in the direction of his room, eliciting a surprised squeal from me. "Come on, Moony!" he calls back over his shoulder and I shoot Remus a pleading grin as I'm carried through the doorway.

Sirius plonks me down on their bed not so gracefully and lets out a chuckle. "Ah, 'Mione..." He grins at me and I'm just a little glad that Remus will be here to keep him in check. "You know, you really do deserve to be punished..."

"What on earth for?" I ask, totally confused.

"For wandering around all day in this," Sirius replies, tugging at the hem of my dress. "Bare arms," he chides, sliding one palm up from my fingertips. "Bare shoulders." His hands slide over the tops of my arms, grazing at my neck and fluttering over my collarbone. "No shoes..." His hands slip briefly over my body to my toes, tracing the soles of my feet and making me shiver. "Lots of leg." Slowly his hands slip up my inner calves, over my knees to tease at my inner thighs until he reaches the hem of my skirt again. Gods, I am on fire everywhere he has touched me and other places that I long for him to. "And, if I'm not mistaken, very flimsy white panties." With these words, Sirius tugs the hem of my dress up and then grins at me.

"How did you..." I start to ask and then wonder if I really did want to know.

"You, my dear, should be careful how you sit down on the couch when there are randy men lounging on the floor."

I find the idea that Sirius had been watching me that closely oddly arousing.

"Now, what was it that I said to you outside?" Sirius ponders, tapping at his chin in fake thought. "For the life of me, I can't remember..."

"You said you were hungry...?" I suggest, a little lost. Only for a moment though...

"Ah! That's right! Brilliant!" Sirius hooks one finger through my underwear, tugging it to one side. Throwing me a devilish grin, he slides onto the bed and nuzzles at my core. "This would appear to be quite appetising."

I laugh – yes, it was a fairly lame joke, but only Sirius could actually get away with that. There is something to be said for the amusement factor Sirius manages to draw into sex without taking it far enough to detract from the actual...oh...my...bloody...fucking...Merlin! Sirius tongue has darted out, taking one long lick at my clitoris, not touching anything else. My hips suddenly buck up and Sirius grasps hold of my waist to hold me down.

"Now that, Miss Granger, is not very becoming of a lady!" Sirius says with a grin and for a moment I wonder what on earth he is on about before I realise that I have spoken aloud. I am about to attempt a retort when his fingers splay out across my pelvis, his thumbs reaching the skin either side of my clit and pulling it taut. His next lick is pure, blissful torture, ringing through all my nerve endings and making me moan. Sirius lets out a deep chuckle and continues with his assault. Merlin, I am so intensely aware of him, every velvety brush of that tongue, each pressure point where his fingers meet my skin, his breath tickling at my overly sensitised folds...Merlin! His hands slip lower - two fingers teasing at my entrance, sliding smoothly over my skin but not quite entering me. I am literally writhing on his bed now, my hips grinding into the mattress and my breathing comprises of sharp gasps. So very, very close already...so very...

"Please! Sirius!" I beg, feeling my insides started to convulse, almost, but not quite, there.

One more flick of his tongue and those two broad fingers delve into my depths. I am gone, quaking in bliss...

As I come back down to earth, I hear someone clapping.

"Bravo, Padfoot," Remus is praising. "However, might it not have be prudent to lock and silence the room first?"

My eyes shoot open and flick towards the door. Gods, what if Harry or Ron heard that? Especially Harry – I am certain he would be less than impressed if he had wandered in on his godfather pleasuring me... It's closed! Thank Merlin!

"What would we do without you, Moony?" Sirius says with a laugh.

"Exactly the same thing, I dare say," Remus replies with an odd smile. "Though, I suspect you'd have a few extra spectators."

"Perhaps 'Mione would like that?" Sirius says, giving me a lewd grin.

"No!" Remus and I yelp at the same time, the couch debacle still obviously clear in both our memories.

"Well, in that case, if you're not so keen on spectators, 'Mione, you'd better come join us, Moony," Sirius retorts smugly.

Remus, as always, looks a little reluctant at the proposal. I extend my hand to him and when he accepts, I pull him down to me. He eyes my lips greedily and I can see him dwelling on that earlier kiss – that unfinished business. He brings one thumb up to trace along my bottom lip before leaning forward. His lips crush against mine and his tongue demands entry, which I willing give him. Merlin, this is unlike him – not that I'm complaining! But usually Remus is so much more restrained than this man who is currently kissing me senseless, grasping roughly at my breasts and, yes, that is his arousal he is thrusting against my hip.

Sirius laughs again. "Little close to the full moon, Moony?"

Lupin simply growls in reply as he removes his lips from mine and redirects them to my neck, grazing at my skin and placing very small, very restrained bites on my skin. Suddenly it all falls into place – the ease in which Remus was convinced in letting Ginny go with Harry, his part in Sirius' plan...he is having grave trouble resisting his desires and, frankly, I couldn't care less! In fact, this side of Remus is quite a nice change...

Remus pulls me up tightly against him so that I am resting on my side. One of his hands slides down from my breast to my thigh, sliding up under my dress, teasing at my skin as he does so. Oh...my....He runs one finger across my opening before dipping urgently inside, his resulting growl at how ready I am for him resonates through my body.

"She's ready for you, Moony," Sirius instructs from somewhere behind me. "Aren't you, 'Mione?"

"Merlin...yes..."I hiss as Remus strokes at my clit. His other hand is still squeezing at one nipple, fairly hard, just bordering on being painful but never quite crossing the line. Remus lets out a low growl and I can quite distinctly hear the sound of a zip being undone. Forcing my eyes open I see Sirius hovering over Remus, obviously helping him undress. A few moments pass, my eyes slipping closed again under the wake of Remus' attentions, until, quite suddenly, Remus' hand flies from my breast and yet another growl escapes him, but this one is slightly different. I open my eyes again and glance around. Sirius' hand is wrapped tightly around Remus' arousal, obviously in mid-stroke, but Remus has caught his wrist so tightly that his knuckles are white. I glance up at Remus' face and I must admit the look I see there scares me for a moment before it flashes away.

"Don't." It isn't a request, it is a demand, directed at a rather concerned looking Sirius.

"Moony, you don't think perhaps you're a little too close to trans..."

Remus inhales a deep breath and then relaxes. "I will be perfectly fine if you let me take this at my own pace."

Sirius eyes him for just a moment and then breaks into a grin.

Frankly, I'm just a little terrified...Remus – well-behaved, wouldn't hurt a fly, Remus...

"Hermione, if you want me to stop, at all, just say the word. I am in control," Remus suddenly informs me and I think that perhaps my face has given away my concerns.

"Um..." I eye him for a moment, torn between being completely turned on and somewhat terrified.

"You know me, Hermione, I am not about to hurt you."

And he's right – Remus has never, ever done anything to hurt me, quite the contrary, in fact. Merlin...his fingers are still in me, not moving, but none the less they are there... I glance down and take in the vision of his arousal, pressed hard against his belly and twitching ever so slightly. As much as I enjoy his fingers inside me, there is something to be said for the velvety, smooth feel of having that cock inside me. My eyes flick back to his and I give him a grin and a nod. Remus grins back at me and even before I can see it coming, he has me pinned to the bed, his teeth on my ear, his hips grinding into mine. The only thing separating us is the thin material of my underwear. Merlin, he feels so hot and so hard and if he keeps stroking me like that I could just about climax...

"You okay, Hermione?" Remus huffs in my ear and I can tell it is taking almost all of his restraint to hold back like this.

"I could be better," I reply, bucking my hips at him suggestively.

Fingers brush over my hip and, on his next thrust, his skin suddenly meets mine. He's breathing heavily above me, gripping tightly at the pillow beneath my head as the tip of his arousal teases at my entrance, occasionally sliding over my clit and making me moan.

"Please!" I finally beg, unable to take this any longer – I am so close but I need him inside of me. "Remus, please!"

Remus' eyes suddenly meet mine and his movements come to a complete halt. Damn. He's going to stop, back away and leave me lying here so bloody horny that I could...

Remus!!" Without warning, he thrusts into me, filling me to the hilt. Merlin! The sudden intrusion, the silky hard feeling of him filling me and my already wavering control meld into stars behind my eyes as I quiver around him, my nails digging into his chest.

I barely have time to register him hoisting my knees over his shoulders before he starts driving into me at a furious pace, but I am suddenly quite aware of the benefits of this angle. He's stroking even deeper, reaching delightful places that have me writhing beneath him.

"Sirius..." Remus suddenly pleads as he dips his head towards my chest.

Two sets of lips suddenly close over my nipples, sucking hard. Merlin...Merlin, Merlin, sweet Merlin...

I hear Remus call my name and my left nipple is suddenly deserted, but not without a hard nip first. I quake around him again, at least I think it's again, it could just be my last orgasm raging on...I don't care...it doesn't matter...I am in complete bliss once more, attended to by two very, very delectable men...life cannot possible get any better!