Draco's lips crashed against hers. Too long apart, he'd missed her. His arms wrapped around her hips pulling her closer, almost as if he could draw her into him. His body reacted as she moaned against his lips responding to him, always so responsive. Only for him. Hermione was his. Pushing her back against the bed he pulled her top away to expose her hard nipples and beautiful breasts to his gaze. Sweeping his fingers over the hard tips he saw Hermione bite her lip to suppress a moan. Determined to hear her moan his name he attacked her breasts with a relish even moving his mouth down to tease the moan from her. Draco quickly rid her of remaining clothes before kissing up her legs. He wasn't sure how much longer he could control himself. Slowly removing his own clothes he watched Hermione's eyes follow his hands as material hit the floor. Draco watched her as she moved back on the bed her eyes looking st him as she opened her legs inviting him between them.
Moving between her legs he loomed over her. His lips met hers as he lined up his cock with her entrance. He heard her moan as her hips arched towards his cock, telling him what she wanted. Unable to hold back himself and deny them both pleasure he sunk into her wet folds. They moaned in unison as Draco picked up the pace pounding into the woman beneath him. Feeling Hermione begin to clench around him Draco's thrusts became wild as he moaned out his release into the lusty brunette beneath him. Leaning over her he kissed her slowly and softly before moving off her and cleaning them up with a swish of his wand.
Lying next to Hermione he put his arm over her as she snuggled into his chest. He'd hated being away from her for so long but he couldn't help it. After he had switched sides to be with her Draco had joined The Order which made use of him frequently. Which simply meant that he spent days and days away at various locations doing various bits of research or deeds. Draco enjoyed being part of the good for once though as a Slytherin he hated been exposed to the inner good in people very often but Hermione had showed it to him. It was for her that he had done all this and as she fell asleep on him he smiled at his luck. The ring on her hand sparkled in the moonlight as he pulled Hermione into his side shutting his eyes against the world.
