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Maybe it was stereotypical of a Hufflepuff, but Susan loved gardening. She loved the sunshine on her skin and the smell of earth and the colorful flowers. She even didn’t mind the dirt under her fingernails; it was easy enough to get rid of with a little spell Professor Sprout taught her way back in first year.
She heard a crash in the kitchen and looked up to see Hannah sighing and fixing something with a swish of her wand. Smiling fondly, she watched her girlfriend moving about the kitchen, her blonde hair catching the light streaming in through the window.
Hannah must have sensed Susan looking at her because she looked up and met Susan’s gaze. A soft smile overtook her face, making Susan’s breath catch. Hannah was just so beautiful that Susan sometimes felt it. She wasn’t just lovely to look at though she undoubtedly was. It was her kind and gentle nature that really attracted Susan to her. Susan noticed it even way back when they were just children, Hannah’s affable nature and big heart.
Unable to help herself, Susan stood and slipped inside the small cottage they shared.
“Hi,” she said, walking into the kitchen and up to Hannah.
“You’re all dirty,” Hannah said with a laugh. That didn’t stop her from grabbing Susan by the hips and pulling her in for a lingering kiss.
“I thought you liked when I was dirty?” Susan asked, a coy smile on her face.
Hannah rolled her eyes. “You’re so corny.”
Susan grinned. “But I know you like it when I’m horny.”
“Oh, goodness,” Hannah said, though her fingers dug into Susan’s hips a little. Susan suspected that Hannah was the one who was getting a little horny. Not that Susan wasn’t with a gorgeous woman in her arms.
Laughing, Susan leaned up to kiss Hannah again. Hannah moaned and pulled Susan in closer until their bodies were flush. Susan felt herself growing wet and squeezed her thighs together.
“Oh,” Hannah said, a smile spreading across her face. She began kissing down the side of Susan’s neck, sucking kisses there. “You’re very dirty. Maybe we should take this to the shower.”
“Mm, yeah, a shower sounds good,” Susan said, her voice breathy.
Hannah pulled back and slipped her hand into Susan’s, dragging her to the bathroom. Hannah watched Susan strip with a heated look on her face, making Susan flush under the attention. Years they’d been together and yet Susan couldn’t get enough of the way Hannah looked at her.
She watched as Hannah pulled her tank top over her head and unhooked her bra before slipping out of both her underwear and sweats. Growing up, Hannah had been lean but she’d filled out since then, her hips wide, thighs thick, and breasts full. Susan loved her body, loved looking at it and touching it and worshiping it.
They gazed at each other for a moment before they came together and shared a searing kiss, one that was far too short in Susan’s opinion, before Hannah pulled back and turned on the shower. She stepped in and beckoned Susan to her. The water ran down their bodies, hot on their skin. Hannah grabbed a washcloth, soaped it up, and started on Susan’s arms, moving down to thoroughly wash her hands. She dropped to her knees, making Susan gasp, and started at Susan’s ankles, working her way up until she dropped the rag and reached between Susan’s legs. Susan widened her stance and leaned back against the wall, watching helplessly as Hannah gave her a smirk before leaning forward and latching onto her clit.
Susan howled, so glad that they finally had their own place and no longer had to worry about roommates or relatives. She could just imagine the smile on Hannah’s face; she always got off on Susan getting off and Susan had never found the need to complain.
Hannah rubbed at Susan’s entrance a few times, swirling her fingertips in the wetness there, before sliding two fingers deep into her pussy. Susan bent forward as she moaned, her fingers grasping Hannah’s wet hair. Hannah pumped her fingers in and out as she alternated between licking at Susan’s clit and sucking on it.
It really didn’t take long for Susan to come with a shuddering gasp. If Hannah hadn’t been holding her hips, she would have sunk to the shower floor. Hannah gracefully stood and caged Susan in, kissing her deeply.
When she pulled back, she murmured, “You’re so lovely when you come in my mouth.”
“Hannah,” Susan moaned, pulling her in for another kiss. When they broke their kiss, Susan reached between Hannah’s legs. Hannah grasped her hand and laced their fingers together.
“I already took care of that while I took care of you, Sue,” she said, grinning widely. Susan had been so lost in her own pleasure that she hadn’t even noticed.
“I can always give you another,” she said cheekily.
Hannah rolled her eyes. “Insatiable.”
“I mean, you’ve seen my girlfriend. She’s hot. You can’t blame me,” Susan replied.
“Later,” Hannah promised. Hannah always kept her promises.