A/N: This is my second Draco and Hermione story. I hope that you enjoy and please read and review. Since this is a WIP - I will be updating at least once per week.
Disclaimer: I only own the plot. JK Rowling owns the rest.
When Did You Know?
Hermione was having tea with her friends when the discussion turned to sex. Ginny and Harry had just moved into a flat together and were quite happy. They had been together since the war had been over with three years ago. Luna had been seeing Ron for eight months and they were already talking of marriage. Hermione had dated but never stayed involved for very long. She was trying to change the subject as she didn't want to hear the details about her friends' bedroom romps. She was no prude but Harry was like a brother to her and Ron was… well, Ron. Their shared kissed during the final battle had never panned out to anything other than the shared conclusion that they were meant to be best friends only.
"You need to find a boyfriend 'Mione." Ginny said for the first or hundredth time. It was always the same whenever they got together. Hermione rolled her eyes but Ginny ignored her and kept speaking, "I'm not suggesting you hop right into something with the first bloke you go out with, but you don't even seem to be looking for a date. What did you do last Friday? Stayed home and read a book, I bet." The red head shook her head and smiled a bit sadly at her friend.
Hermione just sighed. She had every intention of confessing her secret to her friends before she had met up with them but now she wasn't so sure if it was a good idea. If she did, she would have been able to tell Ginny that last Friday she had not been home reading but in fact she had been having some of the best sex she had ever had in her life. She could have shocked both of the former Gryffindors with the knowledge that she had in fact been tied up and spanked by a former enemy before he proceeded to shag her senseless. Now, she didn't know if it was a good idea to tell them.
Flashback of last Friday night:
Hermione wore a black pencil skirt with a white button down blouse. She wore a pair of black stilettos that made her a bit taller. Her hair was in soft curls that hung about her shoulders and her makeup was lightly applied except for the cherry red lipstick she had applied. What was most important about her outfit wasn't what she wore, but what she didn't wear. She had on black stockings with a red lace garter belt and bra to match. It was the fact that she didn't have on a pair of knickers. She was going to dinner with Draco Malfoy and she was without an important piece of undergarment.
Draco noticed that her cheeks seemed a bit flushed during dinner but he thought maybe she was a bit warm in the crowded muggle restaurant. He had no idea that she was sitting there having wicked thoughts about him and she could feel her pussy starting to get wet. He himself was looking forward to going back to his place after dinner. They hadn't had any private time together for a week now and he had missed it. What had started off as a onetime thing had morphed into a once or twice a week event. Neither one wanted to address what it was between them but ignoring the emotional side of things was easier than trying to ignore the physical part. So they didn't. Sexually, they were a perfect fit.
He noticed she was watching him and he smirked as he got up and helped her up from her seat. He left enough money to cover the bill and tip before grabbing her hand and leading them out the door. Once they were in an ally with no one around, he held her tightly and spun on the spot, apparated them to his bedroom.
He gave her no time to adjust and began kissing her with passion. Their tongues entwined as they began caressing one another over clothing. Soon, clothes were being haphazardly thrown around the room in their frenzied state of mind. When he saw that she wasn't wearing any knickers, he groaned. He loved the old fashioned stockings with the garter belt. When they had first got together for a night of lusty sex, he had been happily surprised by the undergarments that she wore. He would have never imagined that she would wear such erotic pieces under her regular no-nonsense office wear. He thought it made her even more ravishing than he could ever dream. He took off her bra but had her keep the rest on as he drew her over to the bed.
Hermione loved that her stockings and lingerie were so appreciated by Draco. He always complimented her on them and often liked her to keep some on during sex. It made her feel naughtier and uninhibited. She had never felt this sexy and free with any man and she was beginning to wonder if she ever would with someone else. Somehow, she doubted it. Draco was able to tap into a part of her that she hadn't even been aware it had existed.
Draco turned Hermione over and onto her stomach. He slowly slid his hands up her legs; stopping to kiss the back of each knee which made her wiggle her hips and elicited a soft moan from her. He loved how the garter belt framed her beautiful ass, enticing him even more. He smirked and started to lightly rub both cheeks. "I think someone should be punished for not wearing knickers while out in public." He drawled sexily. Hermione groaned loudly at his suggestion. He gave her arse a quick slap and noticed that she squirmed a bit before lifting her hips slightly, her body asking for more. He licked his lips and smacked her bum a couple of more times, increasing the strength a little each time. All were met with the same amount of encouragement from her. "Get on your knees, love. Ass up, head down." He commanded. She quickly did as she was told and he noticed her breathing had quickened. He reached into a drawer in his bedside stand and pulled out a green silk scarf. "Do you want this? Do you want me to tie you up, love?" Hermione turned her head to face him and nodded. Her eyes had darkened with lust and need. He leaned over and kissed her softly. "Good girl." He got behind her and firmly pulled her arms back using the scarf to tie them.
He lightly caressed her lower back and thighs with his fingertips causing goose bumps to appear on her skin. He brushed against her soft curls between her legs and felt how wet she was there. "Is this all for me, Pet?" He teased. She didn't answer. He slapped her ass, hard. She loudly moaned and he smacked her again. "I think you did this on purpose, Hermione. I think you left your panties off because you wanted to be punished." She didn't have a chance to answer as he began to spank her in earnest. He would change how hard and soft he delivered the blows, surprising her each time. In between the smacks, he would softly touch her ass cheeks or lick and kiss them before going back to spanking her. He stopped after a bit when her delectable derriere was a beautiful blush red. He delved his fingers into her quim. "So wet for me, witch." Draco drew his fingers back out and replaced them with his mouth. He was relentless, shoving his tongue in her as far as he could reach. He held her with both hands and licked up and down her velvety slit. Hermione was begging him for more. He brought one of his hands to the front of her and flicked her clit a few times before she came apart at his mouth. He sucked and licked until he had gotten all her juices cleaned up. He let her go and her hips collapsed onto the bed. He untied her arms and pulled her to him to share a kiss. When they broke apart, she smiled almost shyly at him. He captured her chin with a hand and tilted it up so she was looking at him. "Don't be embarrassed, Hermione. You're incredibly responsive and that makes me want you even more." He kissed her deeply then trying to show her what his words couldn't.
Hermione was feeling a bit embarrassed for how she responded to being spanked. She had never done that before and she was surprised at how hot it had made her. After he spoke and kissed her, she responded and allowed him to pull her up, helping her to straddle his hips. She lifted up her body and he grasped his hard member, swiping it up and down her wet folds before guiding himself into her. She sank down on his thick cock, grinding against him when he was fully inside her. She started slowly, teasing the both of him. He held her by the hips and allowed her to set the pace. Hermione began to push herself up and down, sometimes circling her hips, earning a guttural moan from him. She began to increase the speed and felt him dig his fingertips into her as he held tighter. She leaned back, and he took advantage by circling her nub with a thumb. "Yes! Oh, Merlin… yes, like that!" She cried. He thrust up into her and added pressure to her clit. "Draco!" She screamed as she came. He continued to thrust and rub, prolonging her orgasm. When she was done and had stopped moving, he grabbed her and flipped them so she was underneath him. He pushed her legs up until they were resting on his shoulders and began to drive his throbbing hardness deep inside of her. He kept up the punishing pace until he felt a warm tingle in the base of stomach. He knew that she was close to another orgasm and he wanted her to reach it before he let go of his own. Draco reached up and began to pinch and pull her hardened nipples. That was enough for Hermione and she shouted out his name again as she climaxed, her pussy convulsing around his cock. That was all it took for him and he plunged as deep as he could, groaning out her name as he released his come inside of her hot core. He moved her legs and leaned in towards her. He brushed her forehead with a kiss and rolled off from her. Both of them laid there catching their breath. He recovered first and pulled her into him, holding her so her head was on his chest, tucked under his chin. He gathered the blanket up over them and used his wand to shut off the lights. "Let's get some sleep, love." He kissed the top of her head let sleep claim him. Hermione lay there for a moment in surprise. She had never spent the night at his place. He had never stayed overnight at hers. This was new and she wasn't sure what it meant. Deciding to not over think things for once, she settled herself in his arms and fell asleep.
Hermione wanted to tell her two best girlfriends about her secret but she was scared at what their reaction might be about it. Yes, they would be thrilled she was having incredibly hot sex but she didn't think they would approve of it being with Draco. She also knew that if she told them, they would probably tell their boyfriends and she was positive that Harry and Ron would not understand and start trouble. She sighed and tried another tactic. "So tell me Ginny, when you knew that Harry was the one for you. When did you know you were in love?" She knew that she was skirting around things but that was really why she had wanted to confess. She knew that her feelings for Draco had changed and she wanted to be sure she was making the correct assumption about it.
Ginny looked at her for a moment before a big smile appeared. "Somebody has been holding out on us!" She squealed. Hermione rolled her eyes and tried to not look guilty. "It's okay, 'Mione. I will find out what, or should I say who this is about soon enough. To answer, I knew for sure when I couldn't go a day without him. Not just thinking about him, which was all the time, but physically I had to see him. Also, the fact was that nobody else but Harry gave me such great orgasms." Hermione felt her cheeks get warm from blushing. Ginny knowingly laughed. "Don't be embarrassed. It happens to all of us eventually." She said. Hermione realized that she was starting to have the symptoms that Ginny had just described.
Luna looked thoughtful and said, "I was the same way after a couple of weeks with Ron. I had never been so pleased sexually with another wizard before him and I also noticed the Wrackspurts were around which made it harder to think." Luna's voice had altered to become more dreamlike. Hermione resisted the urge to roll her eyes as she didn't want to hurt her friend's feelings. She tended to tune Luna out whenever she started talking about unproven and therefore not real creatures. She liked facts and logic. However, she did consider what Luna had said about being happy with Ron's sexual prowess and she couldn't imagine Luna staying with him just because of it. She also remembered how Ron seemed to have eyes for no other when he was with Luna. He seemed to be totally enthralled with his witch, Nargles and all.
While Hermione had been having her lunch and discussing things with her friends, Draco was sitting in his office at DM Industries thinking about the secret affair he was having with his former enemy. He still couldn't believe that she had come home with him that first night. They had been attending the engagement party of Seamus Finnegan and Astoria Greengrass. Surprisingly, it was mostly former Slytherins that had come to the party and only a handful of Seamus' Gryffindor friends made an appearance. Hermione was the only one from the Golden Trio that was there. Harry and Ron weren't impressed that Seamus was marrying a snake and didn't bother to attend. Hermione was embarrassed about how immature some of her former classmates were. She had been drinking and laughing with a small group that included Pansey Parkinson, Millicent Bulstrode, and Neville Longbottom when Draco Malfoy came over to them. He joked about mixing houses up and seemed to fit right in with them. When Hermione excused herself to get another drink, Draco offered to grab her one and smiled at her. She was taken aback at how good looking he was. She had always thought he was handsome during their years at Hogwarts but his personality wasn't and that overshadowed his looks. Now that the war was long over, she could see the changes in him and they were all an improvement. After returning with a drink for her, they ended up moving away from the others and began to talk. He had apologized about his behavior towards her and her friends soon after the last battle when she had run into him at the Ministry of Magic. He had been sentenced to community service as he had been a minor when he'd taken Voldemort's mark on his arm. Most of his crimes were done before he was 17 as well so he hadn't had to serve any time in Azkaban. She had read about him over the last few years but hadn't actually spoken to him since the apology. He had seemed to change from the pure blood bully he had been to an impressive businessman. He had taken over the failing family business and changed it into a thriving commercial success. His company's innovations were constantly being written about and he had even started incorporating muggle technology into his business.
Draco remembered how much he was caught off guard by the Hermione's beauty. He tried to remember what she had looked like in school and found that now that he looked at her without his old prejudices, she had always been stunning. Yes, at one time her hair was too bushy and her body was too thin but now her hair was long and wavy and her body seemed to fill out in all the right places. He found himself wanting the evening to never end as he was enamored of her and didn't want to say good bye.
When the party began winding down, Draco had decided to take a chance. He asked Hermione to come back to his, hoping that she wouldn't be insulted. She surprised him by agreeing to his plans quickly. They said their good byes to the happy couple and a few others and left the flat together. He held her and apparated them both to his penthouse. That was the night he'd discovered that Hermione was an extremely sexy witch that wore sensual lingerie and stockings underneath her normal clothing. He found himself thinking about it almost constantly for the next week and that was when he decided to get together with her again. He sent an owl and was happy when she had replied immediately with a yes. They had been seeing each other a couple of times a week for a few months but last Friday was the first time they had slept together, as in stayed the whole night with one another, sleeping. In fact, they had slept with him holding her the whole night. In the morning, they had started to shower together which led to hot bathroom sex and then washed before she went home to change and go to work.
He realized that things had changed between them, but he wasn't sure exactly what it was and he didn't know what to call it. He thought he'd send Blaise Zabini an owl and get his opinion. He hadn't told anyone about his seeing Hermione except for Blaise. Only minutes later, Blaise flooed into Draco's office. Blaise sat down and accepted a fire whisky from him.
"Blaise," Draco began, "When did you know that you were in love with Padma? I mean, did you know all at once or was it more gradual?" Draco had been sitting behind his desk when he began asking his questions but soon got up and began pacing around his office.
Blaise watched his friend with amusement. He had always thought that Draco would be completely knocked on his ass when he found the right witch, but he had a feeling that the witch Draco had fallen for was the Gryffindor Princess and this was going to make it even more entertaining than he had originally thought. "Drake, calm down. Are we talking about a certain muggle-born witch?" Blaise knew that was who Draco was referring to, but he wasn't going to let his friend get out of this so easy.