Hard Days Lead To

Draco was the dominate one in their relationship. Hermione knew that, and was completely fine with letting him have his way. (Most of the time) Tonight was one of those nights.

She dolled herself up with dark eyeshadow, mascara, and a deep lush red shade of lipstick. Put on one of her silkiest lingerie of pale green and plopped herself on their king sized bed, which was much too big even with both of them sleeping on it.

She knew he was still at work and wouldn't be home for another hour or so. But it was nice to be prepared for when he did get home. So he could relish in the fact that Hermione Granger was his and no one else's. Take her into to his arms while they both rode it out, and then kiss her lovingly until she fell asleep.

She got the chills just thinking of their passionate nights together. Her daydreaming was interrupted by the front door opening and slamming closed. That door slam was a sure sign, meaning he had a bad day at the Ministry. It also meant her being prepared was a good thing. He'd want to take her as soon as he found her, whether it be and the bed, or table, or the hardwood floor.

She heard his light footsteps coming up the stairs. And soon he was outside the door leaning on the post. Licking his lips in anticipation as he looked over his 'sex slave'. Hermione moved her small hourglass figure to give him better views. In response he took the few steps over to the bed and lay down next to her.

Diana reached over to rub the back of her hand on his soft cheek. He took that opportunity to grab her wrist and pull her close to him. He stopped there hovering over her to think of where to start first. He decided to start with her neck, but she had other plans undoing his belt and fly, and moving to tug on his shirt. He got the hint and undressed completely.

Now it was her turn to stare. And stare she did. His toned abs, and for once she was glad he had once played Quidditch.

It was his turn to interrupt her staring, and tore her panties of. This made her jump, but she didn't protest. Her lacey top was next, which was tossed to the floor in several different pieces. She had loved that lingerie but she loved him more.

He started to kiss her neck, as planned, and even started to nibble. His actions brought exotic soft low moans from the deep red lips. The noise made a knot in his stomach, he knew all too well. He also knew he wouldn't last long tonight.

The realization told him to act. And act he did. He angled himself just right, and with a quick glance up he was in. The scream he got form her wasn't a scream of pain, but a scream of full out bliss.

He started a slow but steady pace that was hypnotizing. The knot grew tighter and tighter as his pace got erotic. Then when he was fully buried in her his knot was undone and it all came out.

He waited to pull out so he wouldn't hurt her. But even then she whimpered at the loss of him. He kissed her tenderly as her eyelids began to flutter close.

A/N:

Another Drabble. Another Dramione. Never to be continued.

All Characters Belong to J.. Just wanted to play with them a little bit...