I'm lying on the couch, waiting for you to come home. You've been gone for a week. Too long for me to wait. I try to ignore how badly I miss you, but my stomach was twisted into complicated knots that only you could untangle.

I've cried every night with the feeling of lonliness killing me. I needed you. I needed you holding me. I couldn't sleep, and could barely eat. Breathing was difficult for me. I missed you with every fiber of my being. I could feel the ache reach to my fingers and toes.

Now I'm on the couch. I did the math, 36 and a half hours until you came home. That was 2,190 minutes, 131,400 seconds. I couldn't handle it. I felt my tears prickle at the corners of my eyes again.

I couldn't help but to let my mind float away to that moment when you would walk through that door I continuously stare at.

I would grab you as soon as the door opened, and kiss you as hard as could. I wouldn't give you time to to breathe or talk, and just push you towards the bedroom.

You would drop your bags, and I would tear your shirt off. I wouldn't be able to resist, and kiss down your jaw in a curvy line to your belly button.

Even though I know you will push me off, I quickly rub your nipples. I laughed to myself as you growl, and moved my hands around your neck so that you can kiss me again. You nip my bottom lip with your teeth as you know I like, causing me to moan. The kiss was deep and all I could think was you.

My hands moved down to your pants. I unfastened your belt buckle, unbuttoned and unzipped until I push them to the floor, keeping your blue boxers on.

I push you too our bed, small, but cozy. I kiss you harshly, never wanting to stop touching you. My fingers fondle the buldge I found pressing against your boxers, and your reward me with an arousing gasp.

Finally, you sit up to slide your fingers under my dress, and pull it over my head. You kiss me again as you reach around to unclasp my bra.

I let another moan escape as you flipped us over, and licked a nipple. You took the other in your hand, and continued to lick and nibble the first.

In my state of bliss, I barely notice your fingers slide my panties down my legs. You kiss your way down my stomach, reaching my thighs. Your lips travel down my legs to my ankles, switching legs, then journeying back up. You finally settled at my core, kissing gently.

As your tongue ravished my clit, I couldn't help but buck my hips, so you use a hand to hold me down. The other travels down and enters my wet and dripping hole. I bite my tongue to keep from screaming.

When you add another finger, I know I'm close. I moan, and try to voice this to you. You increase speed until I come undone, screaming your name.

As I lie panting, I see your boxers straining from what's inside. I take one more breath before smiling, and crawling to you.

I pull down your boxers, and see your huge dick spring out to meet me. I smile again as I see how slick your head is with pre-cum. I lick it off, loving the taste. I take you into my mouth, as far as possible. Your gasp is enough to make me wet all over again.

I can't take it anymore. I make you lay down on the bed, I crawl on top and straddle you. I positioned you to my hole. We both moaned as I pushed down until you were all the way in. You held my hips to increase pace. Soon, we are moving fast and hard, both nearing climaxes. I was the first to be overwhelmed by the wave, screaming your name repeatedly. You folloed imeadiately after, groaning, and moaning my name as well.

We lay together catching our breaths until I can finally speak.

"I love you, Draco." I whispered softly.

"I love you too, Hermione." You whisper back.

More soft kisses wherever we can reach, until we are both too tired , and we fall asleep with me on top of you.

As soon as my fantasy came to an end, I burst out crying, wishing you were home.