A/N: Helloo, yes, this is an actual update. Don't get used to it ... Except I'll be updating my Kigo story and maybe one other. But like in months! Not days.

Whatever. Here's hot sex in my old style.

Enjoy!


"Mmh, Hermione? Wha- ohh-g" Minerva trailed off as she realized her delicious dream was a reality. Hermione was inside of her and taking her time, caressing every inch of Minerva with her fingers. She twisted and spread them and pumped gently

"I'll be late for work…sweetie please…"

"Good morning to you too. It seems all hell broke loose at the ministry so we have to stay home." Hermione said from her place above Minerva. She woke horny and considered eating her wife but the letter from the Ministry allowed her to spe d a few moments coming up with…another idea. "I want you." She said and leaned down to bend over Minerva as she slid her cock in and out slowly.

"I…oh, I think you have me." Minerva chuckled.

Hermione chuckled and then groaned. Minerva's heat was all encompassing and everytime Hermione let her pleasure be known the woman twitched around her. It would be her undoing later.

"Do you trust me?" she asked, breath hitching as Minerva's pussy twitched around her.

"Unerringly. Especially when you do…oh that! Yes." She moaned and her legs came up to wrap around Hermione's hips.

"Safe word?" Hermione asked with a snap of her hips

"God!"

"No I don't think that's a good one." She chuckled. Minerva rolled her eyes.

"Idiot. Monday."

Hermione squinted and pulled out. She let the shaft rest against Minerva's lips a'd thrust gently. She wasn't long, but it was perfect for gliding against Minerva's clit.

"Nng!" she said breathlessly. "Monday is my safe word. Please Hermione don't tease me. It's been so long."

Hermione snorted. "It's been 12 hours Minerva."

"Feels like an eternity." She said with a grin. It didn't last long before she pouted, her hips searching. "Baby please."

Without a word or even a moments hesitation, she slid back in and sat up.

"Are you ready Minerva? You'll have to tell me when it's too much and when I can give you more." Hermione said.

"Yes, yes! Please just – x" she broke off in a wordless cry and brought her legs to her chest. "Did you just?"

"Engorgio." Hermione whispered again and had to prevent herself from thrusting too hard inside of Minerva. The moan the woman released when Hermione's cock began to push against her walls was enough to make her ache with need.

"Oh fuck, Hermione. How big do you plan to stretch me?"

Hermione moaned and this time did not hold back. She began thrusting in earnest. Fucking Minerva and shuddering everytime she dragged along those walls. She wouldn't respond to her questions because truthfully she didn't know. She wanted to take and take until Minerva was a limp sweaty mess torn between begging for more and pleading for it to end.

"I want you." She growled and her timing was perfect. Minerva's pussy clamped down on her dick as she wailed her orgasm and Hermione cast the fourth Engorgio, forcing her walls to expand. "I can't stop thinking about the day I entered your cervix for the first time. The way your body made room for me.

Minerva winced and cried out but her hands pulled Hermione closer.

"Oh my god!" she screamed. Hermione stilled, despite the urge breaking free inside of her to fuck and break her wife. There was no spell to help them this time. She waited, eyes closed, until she felt those perfect hips start to move.

"Fuck me Hermione. Gods you're so big, baby. What are you doing to me?"

She was like a woman possesed. She moved slowly, her dick twice as thick when as when she started. It was not yet as big as her fist, but they were getting there. The squelching sounds beneath her indicated Minerva was more than pleased.

"Fuck you're soaking the sheets Minerva. Just from being stretched. I want to fuck every inch of you." The woman panted through another orgasm and this time Hermione closed her eyes and let it sweep her away too. Her clit was being milked by smooth tight walls trying their best to contract to their original size.

"More. Hermione please, more." Minerva begged and this time she whispered the spell. Hermione choked out a moan as she grew and was so thoroughly embraced by Minerva's perfect flesh. She pushed the woman's legs up to her chest and began pumping away. A second spell added lube to ease her way and Hermione considered making her dick longer if only to penetrate every inch of her wife.

"Can you see it?" she asked fervently. Minerva shook her head.

"But I can feel it." She reached down and rested her hand there where the head of Hermione's dick moved her skin. "So. Fucking. Good!" she cried with each thrust.

Hermione couldn't wait. She increased her size again and relished Minerva's cry of surprise.

"Yes, yes yes." She shouted and slapped her hand on the bed. She could feel herself being forcibly spread with every thrust. She remembered too the feeling of Hermione suddenly shoving herself deeper than Minerva knew was possible. The feeling of her body accepting it and then craving more. Just like now.

"I missed you!" she shouted and her body strained with feeling. "I missed this. Fuck me, Hermione. Take me!" she practically screamed and fell clit first into a blurry, all consuming orgasm.

Hermione's eyes rolled back and she lost control of her hips, fucking her wife jerkily as she came again and again, images of now mixed with the past. She'd considered knotting again but right now she was spent.

She fell atop her wife and once they got their breath back, they chuckled.

"Hell of a way to start the morning."

Minerva laughed sleepily as Hermione laid beside her and they cuddled under the blankets.

"Can't wait for the afternoon…"


A/N: As you can see I'm not addressing the pregnancy but feel free to tell me if you actually want pregnant sex and what that would look like either in the comments or direct. Don't expect a response because I'm a chicken, but I'm listening and considering.