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The Public Sex Meme

This is for all you people out there who like a bit of a thrill. Does the thought of getting caught at any moment turn you on? Well, this meme is the one for you!

Taken from memebells on lj. Trigger warning for what's below the cut!

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1) The Beach. You're at the beach and it's strangely deserted...you're with someone you love. What will you do to pass the time?

2) A car. You've taken a relaxing night-time drive with your partner. Now you're parked in a deserted area watching the sun go down. You're all alone in an enclosed area and the other person is looking extremely attractive tonight.

3) A plane. You're on your way for a romantic vacation with your partner. But what happens when you can't wait until you get off the plane? Well, there's a small bathroom....

4) Parents/relatives house. You're staying with your parents or other relatives for the weekend. You don't know why but the fact that you're in the same house as a relative and could get caught in the act any time is really turning you on. (Let's hope you don't get caught *cringe*)

5) A strangers property. You have no idea whose house this is but right now you don't really care. The only thing you're concentrating on is you and that other lucky person. A barn? Inside the house? It doesn't matter, you want them.

6) A changing room. Well, let's just say you both got bored trying on clothes and you'd rather take them off each other instead. In an enclosed area of course.

7) Restaurant restroom. The food was amazing, now for desert. Maybe you're on a first date and you hit it off with the person or maybe you just can't wait until you get home. Either way you find yourself in the rest room.

8) Fairground/theme park. Ahh the wonders of a carnival. Again, maybe it's your first date and you're on the Ferris wheel. Chances have it may just break down when you're right at the top. What are you going to do to pass the time until they can get you down?

9) Woods/Forest. Remember that time when you said you would never ever have sex against a tree? No? Okay then....

10) On a stage. Even if there's no one watching you,being on a stage gives you the feeling of an audience. Maybe it's your thing, a fantasy that you've always had. Well, now's your chance to fulfil it.

11) Your choice. A combination of the above or make up your own! I'm sure there's plenty of other interesting things you could play out!

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She smiled a little against his lips when his hand slid onto her back, her own hands curled at his chest. Her lips moved slowly, gently, not wanting to rush this, even if she did remember that a Weasley might be back at any moment. After all, it's so rare that Hermione got a proper snog that she should enjoy it while it lasts.

It had been some time since Q had really had a proper snog, either. It wasn't like it never happened, but it certainly didn't happen as often as he would have liked. (Admittedly, 'as often as he would have liked' was a rather high number, but still.) What was important was that it was happening now, and it was lovely. He wondered if she would be averse to taking it much further. Just kissing would be fine, of course, but it would lead to a frustrating evening until he could nip into the shower.

Considering that the kiss itself was surprising enough for her, she likely wouldn't be the sort to initiate anything much beyond that. But considering that she went from making him tea to snogging him on a bed, well, she might be willing to go with just about anything. She was certainly into this, after all, exploring Q's mouth as her hands moved slowly, occasionally settling in his hair or on his chest as she fed her long-ignored hunger for intimacy.

Q let himself lean entirely against the wall so he could focus on Hermione now, touching her and stroking her. His fingers did, eventually, slide up just a little beneath her shirt, settling on the bare skin just above her belt. They splayed there, resting, feeling the warmth of her body.

Hermione wasn't usually touched there, and so she jerked just a little, in surprise, but quickly settled down, trying not to laugh against his lips. She did smile, though, and she kept that up as she leaned in against him, all but draping herself over him as her hands gently cupped his face.

He could feel her lips twisting against his, and he pulled back a little, eyes hazy with desire.

"Ticklish?" he asked, voice a little rough. He moved his hand down and grabbed her ass instead. "Is this better?"

Hermione grinned, and she was about to reply that she was not ticklish, thank you very much. But then she gasped, arching towards him at the touch to her rear, and she touched her forehead to his, her hands drifting down his chest. "Much better, yes."

"Good." He kissed her again, giving her rear a squeeze, not missing the vague drift of her hands towards his chest. He would be reluctant to stop kissing her for any reason, but he supposed if it was towards the eventual goal of getting their clothes off, he'd be all right with that. But he'd let her initiate that, if anyone was going to, because even just making out with her was pretty brilliant.

Grinning, Hermione was only all too eager to kiss him again, her hands content for now with the feel of his lean body just beneath that shirt. Of course, she could feel more of him with that shirt off, and so she hesitated for a moment before moving to undo the buttons, giving him plenty of opportunity to stop her if he objected.

No, zero objections here; in fact, that was actually the opposite of what he wanted to do. Objecting would mean a stop to the snogging and, likely, very little nudity. Q gave a little moan of approval against Hermione's mouth as her hands wandered down, and he let his own start to ruck up her shirt, wanting to feel skin against skin as soon as possible.

That moan made a small shiver creep up her spine, and Hermione smiled softly before putting a bit more of her focus on those damnably small buttons. When she felt his hands moving over her shirt, she decided to speed up her work and break the kiss briefly, softly explaining, "It's really hard to get our shirts off when we're kissing like this. Let's just get it out of the way."

Q nodded, taking the opportunity to pull back from Hermione and take care of the buttons on his shirt and cardigan himself. He fastened them every day, he'd be faster.

He shrugged off the extra layers and, once Hermione was similarly disrobed, took a moment to look over her approvingly before he went back in for another kiss. She was warm and soft against him, and it made him want to feel more of it.

The fact that Q didn't even bother verbalizing an answer made Hermione smile just a touch as she worked on pulling her shirt off. It was a bit faster than the seemingly unending unbuttoning on Q's end, but it only gave her more time to enjoy the view. Hands smoothing over his bare chest once she had access to it, she wasted no time in leaning in, kissing him deeply as her hands slowly explored him.

Q wasted no time either, letting his hands move up her stomach and to her breasts, shaping his fingers around them and exploring their weight in his hands. He let out a low moan of approval, licking into her mouth again as his hands moved a bit further up, tugging her bra straps down. Honestly, he was kind of rubbish with those little hooks, so if he could get the bloody thing off another way, he'd try his best.

Hermione almost broke the kiss with a grin as he groped her fully, though she wasn't amused enough to break contact. Instead, she took the opportunity to reach behind her with one hand, fingers seeking out the hooks to her bra before deftly undoing them, letting Q do as he will to the bra.

Much better. Q slid it off her shoulders and pushed her arms off for a moment to pull it off, tossing it aside. As soon as it was off, his hands moved to her bare breasts and teased at them. He moaned into her mouth, pulling her against him again to feel the heat of her bare skin against his, rocking with her. Pants would definitely need to come off soon - they were getting in the way.

He broke the kiss again, breathless, and said, "Look, can I - can we just get naked? This is lovely but I'd really like to keep going."

Hermione was getting quite into this whole topless-and-riding-him thing, causing her to fumble a bit when he pulled back. Blinking at Q, she contemplated the implications of being completely naked while in bed with him, wondering if she was actually ready to go quite that far.

"I suppose I'll have to get off, then?" she murmured, already moving to slip off of him.

"At least for a moment." A beat, and then Q grinned at her, reaching for the button and fly on his trousers. "And then we'll see about the rest of it." Without wasting a moment, he got to his feet and wriggled out of the trousers and boxer-briefs - which were, naturally, bright blue with red piping, with the Superman logo emblazoned on his crotch.

Once he was naked, he sat back on the bed, eyeing Hermione with pleasure.

When she slowly made her way to her feet, Hermione smiled a touch awkwardly as she watched him undo his trousers. The pants made her quirk an eyebrow, but before she could even think of a comment about them, she was staring at his nude form, and she cleared her throat, glancing away despite knowing she had nothing to be embarrassed about.

She began to work herself out of the rest of her clothes, glancing up at him as she slipped her (plain cotton) knickers down over her hips and stepped out of them. "May I resume my seat, or did you have other plans?"

"Please." Q held his arms out to her invitingly, scooting back against the wall to make it easier for them to snog. The sooner she was back on top of him and they were kissing, the better.

Unable to keep from grinning at his invitation, Hermione crawled back into bed, straddling him as she fluidly wrapper her arms around him. This felt nice, being completely bare and feeling his body against hers like that, and she was more than content to carry on where they'd left off, ducking her head to kiss him.

It was incredibly nice to feel Hermione's soft, warm body pressed against his, making little electric shocks go through him, from his lips down his neck, down his chest, between his legs. His hands tightened on her ass and he pulled her closer to him, mouth falling open beneath hers, tongue tangling eagerly.

Hermione made a soft surprised noise against his mouth when she felt the grope, though she was far from displeased about it. Eagerly pressing herself closer to him, fought back a smile before managing to take his tongue between her lips, sucking on it gently as her short fingernails grazed along the back of his neck.

Q groaned quietly at the feel of her nails on his neck, arching it slightly to get more of the sensation against his skin. His tongue tangled with hers, and he let his tongue scrape against her teeth. Meanwhile, his other hand slid around to her front, finding her breast and resting it in his hand, teasing at the soft skin.

Hermione let out a small moan as his tongue began to have its way with hers, and she tilted her head in an attempt to deepen the kiss as much as she comfortably could. It was getting progressively harder to worry about any of the Weasleys getting home, but she tried to keep a few charms in her mind, in case she needed to suddenly lock the door and get Q dressed in a matter of seconds. Better safe than sorry, after all.