Hermione could feel the club's bass pumping through her. From the soles of her shoes to the top of her head, the music flowed through her, making her body thrum with an energy she had never felt before. Normally, she'd be at home studying for some sort of exam or just for fun ,but tonight she felt the need to dance and let loose. Sweat beaded on her forehead and ran in rivulets down her back, but she didn't care. She just wanted to dance. Halfway through another song Hermione had never heard (club music wasn't usually her choice of music), she felt a pair of narrow hips grind into her own from behind. She whipped around, a frown on her face. Through the strobe lights, she made out the face of an attractive man.

Surprisingly attractive, Hermione thinks. His slate grey eyes are lined in black kohl, which would look ridiculous on anybody else, but he makes it work. His hair -she can't tell the color- has a vibrant red streak and is messily thrown in a ponytail. His clothes aren't that outlandish, considering what everyone else is wearing. He's got a slim build, but he looks like he's got some muscle on him. All in all, an attractive man, Hermione thinks to herself.

He smirked, and roughly turned her back around. She didn't protest. Letting loose feels good, she thought. She grinds back against his hips and feels a tiny thrill shoot through her. The music pumped loudly through the club, sending shivers through Hermione's body. She winded her arm around mystery man's neck, grabbing onto the ponytail there. She felt his smile against her neck. His stubble scratched her cheek and she felt his tongue on her neck. Normally she wouldn't stand for it, but tonight she didn't care. She tilted her head to give him more access.

Mystery Man bit her neck and turned her to face him. His eyes stared into hers. Hermione suddenly felt shy; she looked away, only to have his fingers on her chin, making her look at him. His hands found their way to her hips, and he ground their hips together. She could feel a familiar heat gather in her stomach. She threw her arms around his neck and smiled. This is the best, Hermione thought.

The music pumped through the club, igniting their bodies with fire and electricity. They danced together and it was like nothing else existed. Just them, the music, and the delicious friction between them. She could feel Mystery Man's fingers tightly grabbing her hips, grinding her closer and closer. She could feel his partial erection through his pants and she gasped.

"Do you feel that, love?" he grunted into her ear. Hermione moaned and pushed herself even closer to this Mystery Man, wantonly grinding herself on him. He roughly pulled her face up to his and attacked her mouth. The kiss was teeth and tongue and Hermione's moans. The Mystery Man had a full on erection now, and Hermione could feel it. Hot, and hard, and pressed in just the right spot.

"Give me more." Hermione purred in his ear. That was all the consent the Mystery Man needed. He grabbed her roughly by the wrist and dragged her through the sweaty throng of dancers on the floor. Hermione felt a fluttering in her stomach and heat between her legs at the prospect of fucking this man. Despite not knowing his name or anything substantial about him, Hermione felt almost completely at ease with him. Almost. He had an air of danger around him and normally she'd steer clear of anything that remotely resembled how she felt around him, but tonight... Tonight she just didn't care.

As soon as they exited the club, the Mystery Man slammed her against the wall. Hermione's back collided roughly with the wall and she cried out. The Mystery Man took this opportunity to cover her mouth with his. She bit his lip, drawing just a small amount of blood. The Mystery Man cursed and ground his pelvis into hers causing her back to scrape against the brick wall. Hermione moaned loudly and her arms flew around his neck. She just needed more of that delicious friction.

Mystery Man's hands found their way to Hermione's breasts. Squeezing and kneading, eliciting mewls and small whimpers out of Hermione's kiss bruised mouth. He smirked and bent down, licking her neck and tasted the saline tinge of sweat. Hermione swung a leg over his hip and bit his neck, soothing the sting with her tongue. "You're a feisty little minx, aren't you lovely?" he groaned out. Hermione moaned her approval.

"You have no idea." she whispered, smirking. He growled and grabbed a fistful of her hair.

"I'd love to find out, pretty." he whispered in her ear, biting the lobe. Hermione moaned in mixed pain and attacked her lips again and she ground her hips into his. He started to unbuckle his pants, and Hermione stopped him.

"Not here," she whispered through her kiss bruised lips. "My place." She said. Mystery Man smirked and did his pants back up.

"Lead on, beautiful." Hermione giggled breathlessly. Am I really doing this? She glanced behind her, and sure enough, Mystery Man was following her, his eyes glued to her ass.

You bet I am.

Her mind was made up, and she was bringing him home with her, consequences be damned.

oooookaaaaay sooooooo... it's been a really long time since i've posted (or had the inspiration to even write anything) and this has been sitting unfinished in my drafts for forEVER. i decided to finish it. here it is. Lemme know if you enjoyed it! if you're a fan of my other unfinished works i want you to know that i have not forgotten them and i'm really trying to put together some ideas but i just haven't had the inspiration to finish them. i may just take them down completely and start fresh. pm me if you wanna chat about it! :)) xoxo -Z