red wine | tonks/hermione [ ✓ ]

Red Wine

Two. Whole. Weeks. It had been two whole weeks since Ron had left for a business trip, and he wouldn't be back for another three. Hermione desperately craved the touch of her lover and was seriously considering calling him when a knock on the door followed by the sound of china smashing broke her out of her thoughts. She winced slightly.

As Hermione rushed to the door in surprise, she peered through the peep hole to see a very panicked Tonks trying her hardest to get rid of the mess she had made. Hermione snorted as she unlocked the door.

She effortlessly muttered a cleaning spell as Tonks immediately shot up, her face a bright pink. Her hair was a lovely blonde that resembled Luna's today, and it was placed in a messy ponytail.

"H-heyyy." She said awkwardly, beady blue eyes staring at Hermione.

"Hello, Tonks. Do come in! And don't worry about the vase. To tell you the truth, I've been looking for an excuse to get rid of that ugly thing for ages." Hermione whispered behind a hand. Tonks smiled warmly, looking rather relieved as she stepped inside.

"So. What brings you here?" Hermione asked as she began to pour Tonks a cup of tea, gesturing for her to sit down.

"I was just bored. Needed someone to talk to. It's rather lonely when you're off duty." She replied, sipping at her cup. She coughed and spluttered as her throat burned. Tonks' previously golden strands turned red hot.

"Careful!" Hermione chuckled, gently slapping her back.

"Thanks 'Mione" She mumbled, burying her face into her top.

**~*~**

The girl's spent the rest of the day giggling like school girls whilst getting excruciatingly drunk off of red wine. Hermione was requesting all sorts of things for Tonks to turn into when Ron crossed her mind. "C-can you do hic Ron?" She asked, a hopeful gleam in her eyes. Tonks scrunched her face in deep concentration as her features slowly began to enlarge and twist, taking the form of Ronald Weasley.

"Wow." Hermione stared into Tonks' eyes as she examined every inch of her face. Tonks felt a blush creep up her neck. Hermione was uncomfortably close, to the point were they were mere centimetres apart.

Tonks exhaled gently. Hermione's warm breath smelt of mints, chocolate and wine and a pretty pink dusted her cheeks. Her amber eyes screamed lust.

"'Mione hic W-what are you-?" She was cut off by a pair of lips smashing against her own with enough force to knock her back. Tonks smiled into her mouth, about to kiss back when several hazy thoughts swept her mind.

This is so wrong. God, her lips are soft.
I'm too drunk to be morally correct!
Is she kissing me... Or Ron?

Tonks quickly disregarded the thoughts, not wanting to ruin the moment. She could regret her decision in the morning. Right now, all she wanted was to feel ever inch of Hermione.

As their lips collided violently, desperatly, sparks flew in her mind as Tonks slowly began to lose her sense of thought. Hermione parted her lips slightly, granting her access to slip her tongue inside. Tonks pinned her down with a single hand, ravishing her neck, trying to find her sweet spot.

A small yelp escaped Hermione's lips as Tonks' tongue gently pressed against right below her ear.  Without a second thought, she began to nibble and suck at the spot savagely.

"Gah! Oh, Merlin!"

The tiny moans and hics coming from Hermione was enough to get her to go wild, losing her sense of control as she cupped her breast in her hand, gently caressing it.

Tonks ripped open Hermione's blouse, threw it aside and quickly got to work on removing her bra. Once she had managed it, Tonks began to make slowly circle Hermione's nipple with her tongue, teasing her, pulling and tugging gently with her teeth. Shocks of pleasure shot through Hermione's body as Tonks began to nibble gently on her erect nubs.

"R-ron!" Hermione moaned, biting her lip until it turned a rosy red.

Tonks immediately stopped. Her face at first looked shocked, then confused then hurt as the painful realisation hit her. She looked down at her large, muscular arms and touched her ginger hair. It immediately went red with rage.

"I see. You were only using me as your little play-thing until your ickle Ronny comes back. So you were only thinking of him the entire time?" Tonks' face began to morph back to normal as she glared at Hermione, her eyes an icy grey instead of her usual vibrant blue.

"I won't let anyone use me again!" Tears were forming in the corners of her eyes but she determinedly wiped them away.

Hermione hesitated. "L-look, Nymphadora, I'm sorry I-"

"DON'T CALL ME NYMPHADORA!" Tonks bolted up, her face looked pale and disgusted as she gavered her belongings.

She took one last look at Hermione before storming out of the door, her hair a short and depressing blue.