A/N:

Welcome to my little PWP Dramionaise story. This will be added to as and when the mood strikes me. It doesn't have a major plot so there's not much to follow except smutty Dramionaise scenes.

Obviously this will be rated M and this is a blanket warning for the whole fic that it will contain smut and course language. I will give a warning on each chapter if I feel the topic for that particular chapter warrants it.

Beta'd by LaBelladoneX because she is fabulousness…

*I don't own anything HP related!

This first chapter mentions cheating.

Caught

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"What the fuck do you think you're playing at, Granger?"

"What's it got to do with you, Malfoy? What I do, where I go, and who with, is none of your fucking business."

The shallow panting escaping her mouth wasn't helping Hermione's situation right now. Being pressed up against a dusty alcove wall, in a secluded corridor of Hogwarts Castle by none other than Draco Malfoy, was having a profound effect on her body.

Her heart was hammering a million beats a minute — or so it felt! Her palms were clammy, trying to gain purchase on the wall behind her, and there was definitely wetness pooling in her knickers as her core clenched in anticipation.

"It's got everything to do with me, Granger," Draco breathed into the side of her neck. He smiled against her racing pulse point as she shivered from his hot breath ghosting down the column of her throat. His tongue darted out, licking at her fragrant skin… tasting... wanting. He groaned loudly and ground his hips against her, his hard, prominent erection pushing against her lower belly. "You're fucking my best friend, after I clearly warned him not to touch you. What do you think I should do about that, witch? Hmm?"

Jesus fucking Christ! Hermione was going to give in any second and let him take her, right here in this tiny secluded part of the castle. She couldn't give into him. Not now — not ever. She couldn't lose Blaise! She just couldn't! But this blond was taking control, rapidly breaking down her defences. He'd had his chance and the fucker had blown it. It wasn't her fault that she'd moved on. Granted, she'd moved onto his best friend, but that was neither here nor there. It had nothing to do with him anymore.

"It doesn't matter, Malfoy. You had your chance — you fucked it all up," she told him in a low, nervous voice. Why did he always make her feel like a little girl?

One of Draco's hands slid under her grey school skirt, his fingers brushing up the soft skin of her thigh towards the edge of her cotton knickers.

"What… are… you… doing?" Why couldn't she form complete sentences right now? Her skin was on fire where his fingers traced the elastic holding her underwear to her body.

"I'm testing a theory. Don't move!" He commanded in that voice Hermione would do anything for, and so, she didn't. Her pulse was pounding through her. A white-hot heat engulfed every sense in her traitorous body as she felt his long fingers slide underneath the cotton panties and delve into her slick, wet folds.

"Oh, God!" She cried out as his thumb circled her throbbing clit, while two of his fingers slid down her dripping centre and entered her with one violent thrust. Hermione arched her back, forcing herself against him.

"Yes, Granger. Feel me, feel what I'm doing to you. Don't deny it, your body tells me you want this, and you're already so wet for me,"

"Ung… Mal-Malfoy… more," she demanded breathlessly, grinding her throbbing cunt on his hand. A mix of pure pleasure, guilt, and shame washed over her as his fingers thrust quickly.

"Can't… Granger… got to… be… inside you."

That was it. A haze of lust-induced want and need clouded the logical side of her brain and she lost all rational thought. Her hands flew to the buckle of his belt, making quick work of the leather restraint holding his trousers up. She flicked the button open and had his trousers and boxers around his thighs within seconds. Grasping his hard length in her dainty palm, Hermione's breath caught as she felt his hard, weeping cock pulse as she moved her fist down.

"Fuck!" He growled, pulling his fingers from her pussy, lifting her until his hips were trapped by her legs, one of her hands around his neck, the other still pumping him.

Draco moved one hand under her thigh to release her grip from his manhood and, moving her knickers to the side, lined himself up with her entrance. Pausing momentarily, he looked down into her dark brown eyes, her pupils blown wide with lust, her lips parted and her small tongue darting out to lick at the bottom one.

"I'm not going to be gentle, Granger."

"Don't… need… you to be. Just fuck me, Malfoy… hard!"

Not needing anymore encouragement, he thrust inside her and froze, letting her adjust to his girth.

"Merlin, I knew you'd feel this good," he moaned, pulling almost all the way out before driving into her again and again, building a punishing rhythm. Her walls clenched around his cock making everything tighter and more intense.

"Oh, God, Malfoy," she cried out, feeling that exquisite pressure building deep within her. Every part of her body was tingling — vibrating — as he fucked her into the wall.

Draco smashed his lips down on hers, his tongue thrusting into her mouth at the same pace his cock was.

Both were lost to the sensations they were creating with each other, not noticing the figure appearing at the entrance to the alcove.

"MALFOY!" Screamed Blaise, watching his best friend's cock slide into his girlfriend.

Both Draco's and Hermione's heads turned at the noise, but the blond didn't stop fucking her while grinning evilly at Blaise.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" Blaise shouted at them both.

Hermione's face flamed in embarrassment at getting caught cheating by her boyfriend.

"Bla-Blaise," she cried fearfully, but not able to stop the impending orgasm from hitting her full force. She squeezed her eyes shut, throwing her head back against the wall.

"Fuck… oh, fuck… Malfoy, don't stop."

"Fuck, Granger… oh…" Draco stuttered as he came, holding her against him, his cock shooting hot streams of come deep inside, as they both panted outrageously.

"I'm going to fucking kill you," Blaise growled menacingly, reaching for his best friend.