Sweet, Sweet Torture
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Payback's a Bitch
by. SmileZ
Summary. Seven years of frustration crept up on her and now she wanted payback. Draco Malfoy tied up and blindfolded in the room of requirements definitely granted some interesting possibilities... DHr
Author's Note: LaLa. If you have read this before, than I don't think you need to reread it. All I did was add more to it, change some words, and made it more understandable... but yeah don't let me stop you from rereading it if you want to. Anyways… go for it!
.:WARNING:. There will be MATURE CONTENT (swearing, some violence, sexual situations and sex itself) in this fanfiction so if this OFFENDS some audiences that don't have ANY business looking in the MATURE section of FF(dot)Net, then please save yourself the trouble of flaming me at the end and LEAVE. As far as age is concerned, if people are old enough to DO the action itself then there should be no qualms about reading it.
To People with sticks stuck up their asses and serious cases of constipation:
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Disclaimer: Characters taken from JKR's Harry Potter © and used in this fanfiction do not belong to me.
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She lazily watched him as she fiddled with the stolen wand. Her hazy brown orbs trailed along his tied and bound form slumped on the uncomfortable looking chair. He was dressed in deep green pajama bottoms, the robes he had on earlier in the night already discarded; his pale and bare chest was open and on display.
Hermione was definitely enjoying the view.
She always thought that he was a skinny and twiggy bastard, but now she knew better. Her eyes took in the visible bumps of his six-pack, to his broad shoulders, and his lightly curved arms. He was fairly tall, and whatever baby fat he had already turned into muscle, most likely from Quidditch practice.
Nope. His Hogwart's uniform didn't hide a skinny bastard, but a devastatingly sexy motherfucker.
Thank Merlin he would never know she thought that.
Hermione always wondered about this fascination she had for Draco Malfoy, yet she never knew what exactly drew her to him. Even when he was an annoying brat during first year, she was always mesmerized in his presence. Second year was the same; she just couldn't get enough of him. Through insults and curses, she realized it was the aura about him that drew her.
He had the unmistakable bad boy air, image and reputation that a good girl like herself was curious about.
In third year, she realized all this frustration was all on account of an attraction. Being in denial and her lack of venting resulted into that punch in the face. Well, he deserved it anyways. That day she found retribution for the past three years of his insults.
Now, he was going to get a reprisal for these past six years of this stupid attraction she had for him. She'd satiate herself of this ridiculous fixation without jeopardizing her reputation, and he, well he was a guy so there won't be much protestation on his part.
The low grumble emitting from the object of her musings made her lips curve into a mischievous grin. It was time for her fun to begin.
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The first thing he noticed as he came to was that whatever the hell he was sitting on was going to chafe his delicate skin. When he tried to move his arms and legs to get into a better position, he found them locked in place. Looking towards his appendages, he finally realized he was seeing black.
For a moment, he panicked and thought he went blind, but the feel of fabric covering his eyes eased that thought and quickly raced to another one. What in the seven layers of hell was he doing tied down and blindfolded?
All he remembered before this predicament was doing his prefect rounds and then WHAM! Everything was blank from then on out. The soft chuckling coming from in front of him caused him to snap his head up. "What the bloody hell is going on!?"
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She giggled as he pulled against the ropes. Her laughter seemed to pause his struggles as he glared up at her. At least she thought that he was glaring, but she couldn't tell with the scarf covering his eyes.
She could imagine his silver depths mixing into an arctic blue. Yeah, she wanted his eyes. Whether to lose herself in his gaze, or to scratch and claw it out. Either way would do.
His gruff and angry voice shook her out of her thoughts. She grinned at his potty mouth. Placing his wand on the table next to hers, she hopped down and proceeded forward. Walking towards him, she deliberately made her steps loud. The closer she got, the darker his scowl turned. Stopping a foot away, Hermione took in his tense form and the hostile look etched on his face. "Now, now, don't make me gag that pretty little mouth of yours. Because I do prefer it open, for the moment."
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Draco relaxed a bit at the sound of a female voice. It was a girl. His twist of lips turned into a smirk as he leaned back into the chair getting as comfortable as possible. "I know I'm irresistible, but kidnapping me? Honestly, would I have not given you a chance otherwise?"
Hermione rolled her eyes at his cockiness and stepped closer to him. Leaning into his ear, she let her wavy hair touch his cheek. The action made him tense once more. Blowing into his ear, she flicked his lobe with her tongue.
Draco stiffened as he felt soft strands against the side of his face. Her breath tickled along his neck. The not unpleasant tingle he felt intensified as her moist tongue licked his right ear. His breath caught at the unexpected action.
She smirked at his reaction. "No, I don't think you would have."
He got confused at her words. What was she talking about? Her action scrambled most of his thoughts. Thinking back to the moment before, he remembered their bit of conversation. Frowning, Draco wondered why she would think that he wouldn't give her a chance. He was game for any girl, as long as they looked good. "You're not hideously deformed are you?"
All he got for an answer was a feminine laugh. Her warm breath disappeared from his skin making him realize how cool the room really was.
Hermione circled him, giving him a good examination. He's changed over the years. He wasn't as twiggy or short as he was when he was younger. His face was shaped in hard aristocratic angles, and the corded muscles added with his height made him more lean then lanky. Instead of the icky super hard gel combed over his head, he left some of his strands loose to fall into his face. His hair was straighter than hers would ever be, and it looked so soft. Hermione let her fingers glide over his tresses. It's smoothness felt as if it could rival against the silk he wore.
Honestly if he didn't have a dick, she's swear that he was a girl. He had high cheekbones, his hair was soft, even his bloody skin was as soft as a feather! He was more of a girl than she was! She rolled her eyes at that thought.
Draco never knew having someone's hand in his hair could be so sensual. He pushed his head into her hand so her fingers dug deeper. The breath was knocked out of him at the soft sound she gave. He never got that kind of reaction with just a little touch. He felt himself twitch at her responsiveness.
Hermione gripped his head tighter. Her fingers dug into his scalp as she tilted his head upwards. She leaned into him. Her warm breath fanned across his face as she slowly closed the gap between them.
The soft kiss at the corner of his mouth surprised him. There was going to be more than innocent kisses right? The question answered itself as he felt her tongue trail along his upper lip. His heartbeat increased as her teeth grazed his lips. She nibbled on his lower lip and was rewarded with his mouth opening for her. She leaned into him further as her tongue delved into his invitation. She gasped in surprise as his tongue went out and met hers.
She definitely tasted different from any other girls he'd kiss before. Instead of the artificial flavor of lip-gloss, he tasted warmth. She had a spicy after-effect that was reminiscent of cinnamon, and as he delved deeper, he realized that it was entirely her. His tongue tangled with hers wanting to taste more of her flavor, but he was denied as her lips trailed away from his and down his neck.
She licked and nipped her way under his chin. He gulped the spit gathered in his throat and she followed the movement of his Adam's apple with her tongue. Her hands slid down from his hair and moved towards his shoulders. Her nails lightly scratched his skin as she placed open mouth kisses down his collarbone.
She kissed down his chest and paused at his left nipple. She flicked its tip and sucked onto it. Hermione could feel Malfoy's heart pounding against her chin and the soft gasp he gave as air flowed out of his lungs. She smirked as she lightly bit down on the sensitive flesh that caused a low groan out of her ferret.
If he wasn't turned on before, the hardness of him showed that he was now. Draco felt her nails skim their way down his shoulders. He hissed as they raked over his nipples. Her lips had stopped on his heart and he felt the smile they formed. Her next action turned his world.
Hermione gave a slow, soft kiss onto his heart. She felt it's rapid speed on her lips and enjoyed the effect she had on him. If only he knew who was making him feel so good..
His heart seemed to skip a beat making him wonder if that happened because all his blood had flowed down to his groin, but that didn't explain the other ache he felt in his chest. His brain lost the ability to think when her tongue trailed down his toned abs and dipped into his belly button. His vision flashed white before he once again saw the black of his blindfold.
How come he never knew these small actions were so intense? The girls he slept with all did foreplay, but it didn't feel like anything he was experiencing now. His brain once again turned into mush when he felt her kiss down his navel.
Hermione's hand slid between his legs as she opened them up. The silk of his PJs had warmed up with his skin. She enjoyed the flush he had all over his body. Hermione grinned at the thought of his reaction when he'd notice those marks and bruises created by yours truly. He was so going to throw a bitch fit and major concealment spells later on that night.
Kissing down the apex of his waist, Hermione's hands trailed up the inside of his thighs. As her fingers caressed his balls, Draco arched into her bringing her skin into contact with him. His hardness pressed against her neck and cheek. She nuzzled against his side, which earned another groan from above.
Cupping his nuts through the silk, Hermione looked at his covered dick. Her eyes quirked at how big the tent was, but what really amused her was the giant wet spot his silk PJs held.
She licked her lips at how alluring it looked. She wanted to taste oh so badly. Sliding her hand up his shaft, she could feel him pulse against her through the thin cloth.
Draco groaned at her light touch. She gripped him through the silk and he cursed what used to be his favorite PJs. He wanted skin-to-skin contact. Screw that, he wanted to be free from his bindings. Her lips on the crown of his dick made him grow harder than he thought was possible. He tugged at the bindings around his hands, wanting to push her head closer so she could take more of him, but all he could do was arch into her.
Hermione heard his frustrated growl as he struggled with the ropes. She tasted him as her tongue circled around his head. His scent was musky and sweet, but he tasted salty and a bit tangy. She couldn't quite tell through the silk.
Kissing his tip one last time, Hermione returned her hands to her person and stepped away from him. The tortured sound from his lips made up the past years of her frustration. Ah, revenge was sweet. Licking her lips she tasted the residue of his pre-cum and believed it fully.
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Draco panted as he tried to catch his breath.
His wrists were hurting where the ropes dug into his skin, his body was sensitive and on high alert, his cock was throbbing for release, and the girl who was suppose to give it stepped away from him.
Talk about pure torture.
Regaining his voice he looked towards the direction he thought she stepped to. His ears picked up a rustling of clothes as she moved about. "What..." The huskiness of his voice surprised him. Clearing his throat he tried again. "What are you doing?"
After hearing something drop to the ground, he looked a little more towards the left. He felt his patience withering away when he didn't get an answer. Opening his mouth to ask again, his question turned into a loud groan as she settled onto his lap. Her firm bottom pressed against his length relieving and doubling his throb all at once.
Her hands went around his neck as she wiggled on top of him. He knew she was doing it on purpose as she glided back and forth on his covered cock. She hugged his body, which brought out an interesting result. The feel of her bare breasts rubbing along his skin and her grinding against his dick was too much. He gave into the pleasure.
Slumping against the wooden chair, he floated down from his cloud. Her soft voice whispering against his ear really, really didn't help any.
"Mmm, that felt delicious... I wonder what it would feel like when you're in me. Does it feel as good for me as it does for you? When you fuck me, will you cum into me. Make me moan and cum with you? Draco?"
No. Her dirty talk wasn't helping at all.
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Hermione felt the slick wetness explode against her. She felt him burst into the silk against her folds, but she didn't get the same desirable effect as he did. She was still tense and so utterly hot.
His dick was limp under her after his release. She raised an eyebrow at how fast it was for him. Wasn't he the legendary Slytherin Sex God? Surely he wasn't spent just after one try?
Whispering into his ears, she felt his member perk up against her. Smiling to herself, she kissed his ear and started nibbling on his lobe. If the hardening appendage meant anything, then she knew that her light actions were having the desired effect.
Grabbing his chin she kissed him fully on the mouth, tongue and all. His quick response showed how eager he was to continue their activities. What a typical guy. Lightly moving against him again, she moaned as she brought her hands back into his hair. He lightly bit her tongue making her gasp.
Draco arched into her, rubbing against her pleasure button. Snapping her head upwards for air, she gasped approval. He didn't mind the sudden action as he found solace with her neck. Hermione tilted her neck to the side to give him better access. His lips sucked and glided along her flesh. When he nibbled behind her ear, she shuddered and groaned out his name, grinding against him harder.
"Draco..."
Panting, the slick feel of silk instead of his skin was pissing her off. Tugging her hand out of his hair, she continued their rhythm. She wanted to quickly remove the irritating piece of cloth and being a witch, her wand was the best tool available. Opening her mouth she meant to mumble it, but Draco had trailed down her collarbone and towards her breasts. The feel of his lips sucking on her bud and then suddenly biting down, hard, made her scream.
"AA-ACCIO WAND!"
Her wand flew into her hand while she lived in the intensity of his bite. Gripping the piece of wood tightly, she sucked in gasps of air as Draco continued his ministrations. She never realized he had stopped to begin with.
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Draco had been having a hard time. Really. Her continued movement back and forth against his cock was irritating him to no end. He wanted to be the one moving. Moving inside of her.
Tasting her soft skin had been heavenly. He had kissed her everywhere. He wanted to make sure marks would bear her skin. His marks. Nipping down her collarbone he felt her gasp loudly as his dick rubbed against her pleasure pearl.
Going downward, he leaned her as far back as he could with the limitations the ropes gave him. Damn those bloody ropes. If the gods gave him a way out of them he promised he'd never again spread rumors about Potty and Weasel's infatuation for each other.
Kissing down her chest, he cursed the blindfold as well. He wanted to see if her breasts were a rosy pink or if they were a caramel color.
Flicking against her nipple, he felt her grip his hair tighter. He grinned as he bit down.
"ACCIO WAND!"
The loud scream of a spell had been unexpected. Raking his brain out of the hazy fog of desire, he remembered what that meant. It was a summoning spell. She was summoning her wand... which meant. A wand was nearby. Grinning against her perky breasts, Draco kissed them softly. Goodbye ropes, hello sex.
Hermione tried to remember why she called her wand. The flash of white the bite caused made her lose her train of thought. Swimming through her pleasure induced haze; she remembered what she had wanted to do. Get those bloody pants off of him.
Aiming at the silk, she muttered the clothes removal spell. Grinding against him, she felt his hard, warm, cum-soaked dick meet her wet folds. Dropping her wand, she moaned at the wonderful feeling of skin-to-skin contact.
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He groaned with her at the sudden feeling of finally pressing his hard dick against her soft folds. There wasn't any friction as both their juices slid together at their continued grinding. But he didn't miss the sound of the wand dropping to the pavement.
The thought did cross his mind to summon his own wand instead, but it dashed away when he felt nimble fingers grip him.
Her small hands found his cock and guided him into her. They both hissed as his head protruded into her opening. He wanted to push into her, fast, rough, over and over again. He wanted to hold her hips as he pounded her into heaven. Quickly mumbling the summoning spell, he gripped the wand as it flew into his hand and groaned as he went deeper into the tightness.
Randomly aiming the wand at the ropes, he thanked the gods as he felt them transfigure into paper. Ripping his hands and legs out of their current weak binding, Draco pushed the blindfold off of him and gazed upon the mystery girl.
Hermione Granger: eyes closed, back arched, biting on her lip, and about to ride him.
Whatever shock he had disappeared as she slammed herself onto him, making him moan her name in pleasure and disbelief.
Granger felt good. She was so freaking tight.
"Granger...?"
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She gasped at the feel of him in her. He was huge. His pulsing could be felt all around her tight walls and she loved it. She arched into him, giving him access to her breasts. She groaned as he guided her legs around him.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, she felt him stand and new something was off with the situation. But the feel of him lightly pumping into her as he took some steps felt better than thinking. Her arms tightened around his neck when she felt herself slipping. His hands cupped her ass, gripping it with a bruising squeeze.
Falling onto a feathery and soft surface, her eyes snapped open. Dark chocolate brown met stormy silver ones. She gasped as her brain finally caught up with her head. How the hell... Sensing the doom looming in for her all she could think was "Escape now, think later."
Unlatching her legs around him, she felt him slide out of her and whimpered. She couldn't help the little moan that escaped her throat and decided to ignore it. Blushing furiously under sharp silver eyes, Hermione moved to get up, but arms positioned on both sides of her form trapped her.
His warm breath played along her lips and across her cheek as he leaned into her ear.
"Now my dear bookworm, where do you think you're going?"
Oh. Shit.
As Malfoy has found, Payback was really a bitch, and Hermione just knew she was so going to get hers.
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Author's Corner: Yay for sick and twisted porn! Lol I know, not the best writing to ever grace a keyboard and definitely out of character will all the horniness, but it's just the beginning, they'll get more IC by second chapter (somewhat, sort of, NO PROMISES!). The first two chapters are basically all about sex, angst and a couple of plotlines, and then we dive straight into the good ole' PLOT pool! Yes, you heard. There's a plot to this! This is no longer a 1shot!
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