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Title: The Gift from Luna
Recipient: harpsi_fizz
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Hermione/Ginny
Summary: Ginny and Hermione have received a gift from Luna that they'd like to try out.
Warnings: Strap-on sex
Word Count: 2268
Author's Notes: Thanks to S for betaing, don't know what I would have done without you. This is my first try at smut, I hope you like it.

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Ginny was walking on clouds. In a few days, she would going home for the summer, and her girlfriend would be coming with her. It was Ginny's seventh year, and she had been seeing Hermione Granger for two months now. Hermione had come back to Hogwarts as a 'eighth year student' to take her NEWT's, and she had come alone, neither Ron nor Harry interested in returning to school. This had given the girls some time alone, and given Ginny the chance she had been looking for a while. When she had finally worked up the guts to ask Hermione out, she had been answered with a kiss and a ‘what took you so long?’ After that, they had been the couple of the year.

As Ginny stepped into the Gryffindor common room, freshly showered after Quidditch practice, she spotted her girlfriend in the deep chair by the fire, reading a book. She walked over and knelt in front of the chair. ''Hello, hun. What'cha reading?''

Hermione looked up, a smile gracing her lips before she leaned forward and captured Ginny's lips in a kiss. When she drew back, the smile had grown even larger. ''Hi, missed you. How was practice?''

Ginny rose from her awkward position, and Hermione took her hand and pulled Ginny down into her lap.

''It was okay; the team is doing rather well. I think we have a good chance against Ravenclaw next week.''

''Mh-hm'' Hermione started trailing kisses down the redhead's neck, and the latter tipped her head to give better access.

''And... yeah, the new seeker is fairly good, nothing like Harry of course, but...'' A moan escaped Ginny's lips as she trailed off. Hermione kept up with the ministrations, and her hands started to wander beneath Ginny's shirt, stroking the firm but soft abdomen. Ginny leaned into the touch, turning to straddle her girlfriend. Hermione trailed kisses along Ginny's jaw toward her lips, finally catching them in that firm way that sent shivers down Ginny's back. Ginny moaned into Hermione’s mouth, twining her fingers into the brunette's hair to hold her close.

The kiss ended as someone entered the common room, and both girls turned around to find a somewhat flustered Neville, who had also come back for his eighth year. He smiled at them apologetically, but the girls just smiled back.

''Hi, Neville.'' Ginny was the one to break the silence, and she carefully got off Hermione's lap.

Hermione greeted him as she got up, before she dragged Ginny towards her room. As an eighth year student, she had her own room, a room which she had shared with Ginny for the last two weeks.

As they entered the room, Hermione did a locking and a silencing spell before attacking Ginny once more. Their tongues battled for dominance, although neither really wanted the battle to end. Hands slid into hair, holding on just a little bit tighter. Hermione slowly let her hands slip lower on Ginny, softly tickling Ginny’s neck, running them down her back to grip the redhead’s arse. As Ginny felt the hands travel, she moaned into the kiss, her arousal growing.

Their robes soon fell to the floor, and Ginny let her hands wander, stroking Hermione's back sensually. One hand made its way up underneath Hermione's shirt, and Ginny ran her nails carefully up and down Hermione's back while her other hand started to fumble with the buttons. She could feel Hermione shivering in her arms and a moan escaped the brunette’s mouth.

Ginny could feel Hermione's hands lifting the top she’d put on after practice, and she obediently raised her arms so it could be pulled off. The second her face was free, she claimed Hermione in another kiss, and as soon as her arms were free, Ginny went back to working on the blasted buttons. Finally, Ginny was able to peel the shirt off Hermione, making the bra-clad breast brush against her own, feeling her lovers nipple harden through the fabric. The tie was still hanging around Hermione's neck, resting between her breasts. Ginny ignored it, and reached around Hermione's back to undo the bra strap. As the clasp opened, Hermione let the garment slide down her arms, and land on the floor, following the shirt which now lay in a rumple at their feet.

Ginny could feel Hermione opening the clasp of her own bra, and she let her arms fall down to let it drop. When they once more leaned into each other, it was to the feeling of naked breasts touching, and neither could withhold their moan. Ginny started slowly to caress Hermione's breasts at the same time as Hermione started pushing Ginny backwards, making her fall onto the bed, where the brunette lowered her head and lent her attention to Ginny's breasts, mouthing and sucking at first one and then the other.

Hermione's arms started to wander downwards, and she soon began undoing the skirt around Ginny's hips. Ginny was eager, and tried to squirm her way out of the offending garment. When Hermione finally managed to get it open and slide it down, she stopped in shock; Ginny was going commando. Hermione's eyes widened before they darkened in lust. She let her gaze scan Ginny's body, wearing a little smile on her face.

Ginny became a little embarrassed, being looked at like that. ''What?'' She brought her arms to her chest, trying to cover up a little, but Hermione stopped them in their track.

''You are so beautiful. I have no idea why I deserve you, but I couldn't be happier, and if I get my way, I will never let you go. I love you.'' She was still holding Ginny’s wrists lightly, as if the touch was merely meant as a caress and not a restraint.

Ginny stared at Hermione in shock. They had never spoken about anything remotely this huge; neither had said they loved the other. And hearing Hermione speak like that, well, it brought tears to Ginny’s eyes. She tried to blink them away, feeling silly for crying at a time like this.

''I...I don't...'' Ginny tried to speak, but choked up at once, her eyes shining.

''Shh. You don't have to say anything. I just wanted you to know.'' Hermione leaned forward again and captured Ginny's lips in another gut-wrenching kiss.

Ginny had tried to put her thoughts into words, but had failed, and now she tried by action. She really did love Hermione, had for some time now, and so she kissed with the fervour of someone in love, pouring out her feelings.

Suddenly Ginny noticed that her body was pressed flush against a naked girl, Hermione's skirt obviously having disappeared somewhere along the way. Just as Ginny was about to twine her legs around Hermione's, the latter ended the kiss and sat up on her heels. She gave Ginny a somewhat calculating look before starting to speak.

''I have a little surprise for you. Luna thought it might be a good idea to get us a gift, and... well...'' Hermione trailed off as she edged over to the side of the bed, reaching for something in the night-stand.

When Ginny saw what it was, she almost choked. A strap-on. Her eyes widened out and took in the object now resting on the bed, its thick black straps contrasting with her girlfriend's white thigh. Protruding from the jumble of straps was a large phallic object, its purpose unmistakeable. The dildo itself was just as black as the straps, making it all look a lot like something used in BDSM.

Ginny had had sex one time before, with Dean, and only had him to compare it to, but she thought this looked a little large; larger than Dean at least. When she was finally able to gather her wits, she looked up and into Hermione’s brown eyes.

''You want to try it?'' Ginny realised the words sounded braver than she felt.

A small smile graced Hermione's lips; as she suddenly looked a little embarrassed and nodded. ''Yeah.'' The answer was almost nothing but air.

''Okay.'' Ginny sat up and reached for the object, taking a hold around the dildo’s shaft as she turned it to look at it from different angles. ''How does it work?'' She looked up and caught the little gleam in Hermione's eyes, signalling her transition into explanatory mode.

''Well, how to put it on is simple enough, I think, once we sort out the straps.'' She continued after a confirmatory nod from Ginny. ''But the great thing is what happens after you put it on. It's magical, which means it connects with the wearer and makes her feel almost as if it was in fact her own penis, sending shock waves of pleasure right to her core.'' Hermione quoted the last sentence as if reading from a manual, and then blushed. "That's what it says in the instructions, anyhow," she added , blushing harder.

Ginny couldn't help but smile, and figured they might as well try it; they had all night after all. ''Okay, I'm in. Umm... Which...'' Ginny cleared her throat. ''Which... Which way should we go?''

Hermione's smile grew before she answered. ''Well, I’d really like to try it on, if you’re up for it?''

Ginny knew Hermione was still unbreached, and knew that Hermione knew Ginny was not, so she nodded again, feeling her excitement starting to grow.

They both got off the bed, and Hermione stepped into the little harness. Ginny helped her buckle it on, fastening the straps that went behind her and checking that she was comfortable. Then Ginny laid down on the bed again, stretching her arms for Hermione, signalling for Hermione to join her on the bed. Hermione walked towards Ginny, kneeling astride Ginny’s body and lowering her face to tease Ginny's bottom lip. She licked it and bit it before finally gracing the inpatient Ginny with a kiss. The kiss soon deepened as both girls got back in the mood, and soon started fondling each other.

Ginny played with Hermione's breasts again, before leaning her head in to capture one of the nipples in her mouth. Hermione moaned over her, and rubbed the head of the strap-on against Ginny's clit. In surprise, Ginny bit down on the nipple, which made Hermione moan even louder. Ginny stored this bit of information away for later; she'd have to remember that Hermione really did like it a bit rough.

Ginny was starting to get impatient with mere kissing, and was just about to voice her complaint when she felt Hermione's hand start to play with her clit, the other one sneaking against her entrance. Still playing with Ginny's sensitive nub, keeping her turned on, Hermione breached her entrance with one finger, gently pushing a little. When Ginny started pressing herself onto the finger, Hermione inserted another, making Ginny moan in pleasure. Ginny whined and pushed against Hermione’s hand, making it clear that she wanted more, and Hermione pushed a third finger in. After a few thrusts, Ginny felt as if she might go mad if nothing more happened soon.

“Please... need more” Ginny's hardly managed to form the sentence, but if what happened next was anything to go by, Hermione had heard.

The sudden loss of fingers when Hermione withdrew only lasted a few seconds. Ginny could feel the large head of the dildo being positioned at her entrance, and slowly, slower than Ginny thought possible, Hermione pressed in, the pure sight of pleasure on her face almost enough to make Ginny come then and there. As she pushed in, Hermione made a strangled noise, akin to a moan, and seemed to have to use every once of willpower to keep herself from ravishing the woman beneath her.

When the black cock was finally sheathed in Ginny, Hermione stopped and looked down at her girlfriend, and Ginny couldn’t help but ask, in a strained voice, ''How is it? ''

Hermione groaned and looked like she was trying to pull herself together enough to form coherent words. ''Good... it’s... Oh my God it’s good'' Her voice was so strained it seemed it would break if it went any further. She was breathing hard, and she leaned forwards, laying her forehead on Ginny’s chest, as if that would help her gather her wits. After a few seconds, she only managed to press out one last word. ''Please... ''

Ginny nodded, making sure Hermione saw, and the brunette slowly started to move in and out. Hermione's hands rested at Ginny's hips, and one of them started to play with her clit whilst her hips thrust the dildo in harder and harder each time. The first time Hermione had dared to put a little force into it, Ginny had felt that place inside of her she'd thought was a myth, and cried out, urging Hermione on. Turned out, it wasn't mythical at all, and when they came at the same time, screaming each other’s name, it was the hardest Ginny had ever come.

As soon as they had enough wits about them to undo the intricate straps, they put away the strap-on and quickly returned to bed, feeling sated. And as Hermione spooned Ginny up against her body, Hermione could clearly hear the a whispered 'I love you'. Silly as it was, the words still made her eyes prickle with tears.