He eased her to the ground, his flesh hungry lips moving downward from her cheek. He couldn't help himself. He had wanted her for so long and opportunity had finally given into him. Her hands guided his to every spot was the most pleasing to her pleasure starved body. Her official boyfriend had been such a prude about such things that she absolutely had to give in to the subtle advances her lover had been making for the last six years. By the time his hands paused at her waist, she already had his robe and shirt off, and pants undone.
"Moving a bit fast aren't we?" He whispered into her ear from above.
"I thought that's how you like things to be done; quick and easy so you can reap the benefits as soon as possible." She whispered in between controlled moans of pleasure.
"Alright then. Let's get this party started before anyone notices we're gone."
"Honestly. Did you believe that I wouldn't have a plan in case such a thing was to happen? Everything's already taken care of. The only thing holding us back at all is that fact that you're a lot slower about doing things than what I had expected."
With her slight insult, and in one motion, he raised her skirt, removed her underwear and repositioned her slightly uphill to avoid any slippage. In the same instance she had his pants and boxers removed as well. Upward motions. Flying buttons. Unfastened clasps. There they were; relishing each other purely by sight.
"Not what I expected," they both thought to themselves, "…better."
He started to kiss her neck again. Slowly he moved down her chest, paying particular attention to both breasts, then stomach, and finally…
"A little lower…yes…right there…ohhh."
He hunched himself over of her, gently thrusting his swollen penis into her vagina. Her moans started getting louder as the intensity built.
"How close are you to cumming?" He grunted.
"Almost but I want to have it the same time you do."
"I'm almost there, but this position is killing me. I'm gonna pull out and you roll over."
In a quick motion, as to not lose any feeling, he rolled her over onto her knees and forearms and reinserted into her wet vagina. Only this time, they took it up a notch. Gentle thrusts evolved into power thrusts of ecstasy. He could feel his penis continue to swell until they were both at the climax of their pleasure when suddenly…
"Hermione Granger! Draco Malfoy! What in Heaven's name to you think you're doing?" Percy Weasley screamed during Draco and Hermione's moment of ultimate pleasure.
"Not…now…Weasley…I'm…almost…there…" Draco barely managed to get out between moans.
Not one to be given orders by a first year at the Ministry of Magic, Percy attempted to dislodge Draco from Hermione but it was no use. His penis was so swollen an erected that a little force stood no chance.
"Lay…off…me…Weasley…"
Enough was enough Percy used all the force he could muster until he finally got them apart. Draco lay on his back on the ground, continuing to thrust.
"Now I told you Malfoy. Enough is enough. Here at the Ministry of Magic we do not tolerate things such as this when you are supposed to be working. I am going to report you to Minister Fudge and have you removed from this establishment and completely ruin any chance you might have of working here once you graduate and…" Percy trailed off as Draco finally reached his big moment and sent a geyser of semen all over Percy's robes, face, and still shouting mouth.
Ron sat straight up in his bed checking out his surroundings as best he could in the dark.
"That was probably the worst bloody nightmare I've ever had. Percy still got what he deserved though." With that, he laid down and drifted back to sleep.