Finally, as the bell rang with the first customers, he rushed upstairs into their home. Hermione's room was on the top floor, so he kept climbing the stairs and eventually entered a small hallway with a door on either side. One looked plain and the other one had an owl-shaped decoration on it.
He turned the doorknob and peeked his head inside first. The room smelled of the soft perfume that Hermione usually used. But seeing her nowhere, he entered the room and locked the door behind him before taking a better look.
It wasn't anything out of the ordinary. Just a simple muggle girl's room. Heck, it didn't even have many girly features.
The walls were painted light blue, the same as the floor carpet. There was a single-person bed against the wall with a side table. A study table was against the window, a wall bookcase filled with books, and a wall covered with pictures of her from school and her personal life. There was also a single-seater couch near the foot side of the bed.
I expected some pink or other bright colors. He thought, only seeing white and light blue as the theme. Not even Gryffindor colors were there.
Shhhh~
"Mum? Is that you? I've left the towel—could you pass it to me, please?"
"..."
Dudley found the dry towel on the bed. And looking to the side, he heard the sound of the shower from the small bathroom door. It was one of those with opaque glass, and the steam precipitating on it was visible.
Now, he only planned on flirting with her that day and maybe slowly taking it further. They hadn't touched each other that way since the Yule Ball. But now, it was a moral dilemma.
Let's hope she doesn't scream.
But just to be sure, he still cast a silencing charm on the room. It didn't fully subside the voices but muffled them enough to seem ignorable.
"Here." He grabbed the towel and stood in front of the bathroom door. He didn't push it open and just called for her.
"I'm covered in soap, Mum—Just leave it inside."
"..."
Didn't she hear me? Wait, is my voice not manly enough?
"Take it yourself, Hermione."
Click!
The door handle turned, and Hermione's wet, slender pale arm stretched out through the gap, reaching for the towel.
Dudley did hand the towel, but at the same time, grabbed her wrist so she couldn't shut the door in his face. He wanted to have a look inside, dammit. It was a god-given chance, the trickery of the magic. His fate was to be there at the right time. Sure, the argument was a stretch, but it was valid.
"Mum? What is it?"
"Morning, Hermione. Got room for one more inside?"
"..."
There was silence. She most likely heard him loud and clear since the door was open. Her hand flinched in Dudley's grasp. Then finally, she moved and peeked through the gap after wiping soap from her face.
First came her wet hair in the view, then half of her lovely face. Her big, confused eyes filled with panic gazed outside and widened even further.
"D-Dudley?! W-When d-d-did you…" She stuttered so much, and her face flushed with a blush right away.
"Just popped around for that training session. Ran into your mum and dad downstairs—they said to head on up. Don't worry, I made sure the door's locked."
Gulping, Hermione's eyes flickered towards the door farther behind Dudley, and noticed its lock turned. She then looked back at his face and lost herself in embarrassment.
Just as Dudley released her hand, Hermione pulled her arm back in and slammed the door shut. Then came the clicks of the lock being turned.
Awkwardly, Dudley stood at the door, singing and talking to himself loudly. "I guess you're not interested. I thought it'd be pretty relaxing to practice while soaking in a hot bathtub—sounded like fun to me."
Click!
Suddenly, the sound of the door lock came again, this time opening. He was sure of it. He didn't think twice and quickly got rid of his t-shirt and jeans, and even his underwear, getting butt-naked. Since he had already kissed her, fingered her, and spread her legs on his shoulders while eating her out, he felt no shame in it.
"I'm coming in." He announced and turned the door handle.
As soon as he opened the door, the scent of Hermione's shampoo and bath soap attacked his nose. It felt steamy, but the view was clear. There was a sink, then a seat, on the right against the wall was a showerhead, and right under the showerhead was the bathtub.
Cute!
Hermione was already sitting in the bathtub. It wasn't very big, and since she had to leave space for Dudley, she had to sit straight, making the water level only reach the lower edge of her perky breasts. But they were hidden with her knees folded tight against her chest, her arms around them.
Her lovely face was blushing red, her eyes followed his movement. They widened in shock once she realized how nude and wide open he was. She felt her breath get hot seeing his naked broad shoulders, his chest that showed muscles, his legs thick and strong, and then that… throbbing, dangling rod that was his manhood. She had seen a man's shaft before in some visual entertainment, but face-to-face was a totally different thing.
Splash!
Hermione watched the whole time. He got closer, tall and strong, then stepped into the bathtub, standing facing her. He stood there for a little too long as if deliberately showing her his hardened cock. She knew he was erect, and the thought that she caused it was just… exciting.
And then… she didn't want to accept it but when he sat down and his lower half vanished under the foamy water, she felt dejected. She scolded herself for making the water too foamy. But since he was taller than her, the water only reached his upper abdomen, leaving plenty of him to savor with her eyes.
It was hard to digest that she, Hermione Granger, was having those sinful thoughts. But of all the boys, only Dudley had that effect on her. Sure, Viktor Krum was nice, but a quidditch star didn't come close to what Dudley Dursley was. Intelligent in his own way, and strong as well. Perhaps, she found him more captivating and hot due to his intelligence.
"Aaaaah… Perfect temperature." Dudley moaned in the water and relaxed back.
He didn't hide anything and spread his legs fully, pushing them, squeezing them beside Hermione's hips. Then he relaxed his back and spread his arms, resting them on the edge of the tub. "You don't need to tuck yourself away, Hermione. You're honestly gorgeous, every bit of you."
She pursed her lips but still didn't dare to remove her crossed arms that hid her nude breasts. But she did stretch her legs fully, and without realizing it, she felt both her slender feet rub against his erection under the water. She flinched and did her best to keep them apart, against his thighs only.
"I… I read about the bank. Congratulations, Dudley. I told my parents to open an account at the muggle branch." She tried to talk, but in her mind, she kept asking herself what the hell she was doing.
"Oh? And you?" He asked, eyeing her body like the finest piece of art. Passion, heat–he kissed her nude body with just his gaze. Her curly brown hair, which was usually bushy, now looked straight when wet, and it fell over her shoulders so beautifully.
"I… I don't earn anything, so I think it's no use making an account yet," Hermione replied.
Dudley nodded, and silently sent a mental probe to her mind since they were staring into each other's eyes. He expected her to do the same but clearly, she couldn't, her thoughts were too preoccupied with other matters.
Hah! Really? She wants to see my dick again?
He read her like an open book. She wanted to see his cock closer. She wanted to touch it, hold it, feel it, and maybe… do what Dudley had done that day by eating her lower lips. She wanted to taste it too, too curious to try it.
"You do know that I can read your thoughts."
"..."
"No! Don't—Oh!" Hermione turned so red and instinctively hid her face with her hands. But in doing so, she revealed her breasts. Those beautiful, handful, perky round mounds, with the pale brown nipples, tight like buttons with small areolas. Her skin looked like silk with those water droplets running through her body.
All he wanted to do was jump and latch his lips on them and make her moan.
"Ah!" She again hid her breasts when she came back to her senses. "D-Don't read…"
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