Class reunions: A Dramione
Part II
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They couldn't have appeared in Draco's penthouse home any faster.
The second the two arrived in the penthouse, Draco instantly reached to kiss Hermione again, cupping her face in two Quidditch-worn hands. She purred at the contact, pushing deeper into the kiss, threading her fingers through blond locks. He shed his black vest and reached to undo the tie of Hermione's blue robes, which she quickly proceeded to she as well. The wizard smirked into the kiss, returning a hand to her cheek and sent the other running down the uncovered bare skin of her back.
"Merlin... Draco..." she hissed into the kiss.
"My, Granger, if you think this is good, then wait 'til we get to the bedroom," he drawled. "And do me a favor love," she nodded "Keep those delicious shoes on would you?"
She rolled her eyes, but pressed her lips again against Draco's own, practically clawing at his back. After Draco toed off his own dress shows, he slowly walked her backwards, out of the foyer down the hall. He then stopped, slamming her against a wall, and breaking the contact of their lips. Hermione made a sound of indignation but it soon turned to a moan of pleasure as Draco began lavishing away at her neck.
Hermione grabbed at his head, bringing him in even closer contact to her neck. All whilst kissing soft velvet neck skin, Draco's hands were busy, touching every part of Hermione that was exposed by the dress and then some.
Every touch set Hermione on fire, causing her to make the most wanton of sounds.
And then suddenly, she braced two hands on his chest and pushed him away.
"Wha-?"
"Bedroom. Now," she choked out.
Draco's eyes widened, but obliged, scooping the witch up, bridal style, and sprinting through the halls to the master bedroom.
At long last, or really a bit shy of two minutes, they arrived at the luxurious suite, enchanted double doors automatically opening at their master's presence and closing behind him once he crossed the threshold. Draco then let Hermione down, letting her admire the room, scratch that, suite.
They were in entryway; marble floor and a set of chairs and a short, round table à centre. To the left and forward were sets of double doors and to the right was a large archway which led to the main bedroom area. Spying a larger-than-usual grand king sized bed, Hermione dragged her lover towards it.
"Hold on there, love, don't you want to-" Draco asked, laughing giddily at being dragged to his own bed.
"Nope," she cut him off, snappishly.
She walked him backwards towards the bed, all the while ferociously attacking his neck with her lips in a flurry of kisses. Draco reciprocated, undoing his white button down. He moaned, feeling Hermione's well manicured nails rake across the pale skin of his chest, leaving red lines in their wake.
She then pushed him onto the bed and scrambled on afterwards, straddling Draco's torso. The brunette leaned forward, brushing her lips against the blond's, grinding her aching core against his own center. Draco took this opportunity to wrap his arms around Hermione, flipping them so he'd be on top.
"We can't be forgetting who's in charge here, now, can we princess?" he purred in her ear.
Hermione nodded, a seemingly innocent look upon her face.
"Good," he smirked, pressing his lips to Hermione's in a playful kiss that soon intensified as Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck.
He bit down on her bottom lip enticing a moan from Hermione. He then took the opportunity to dart his tongue into her mouth. It soon became a tangle of tongues within their respective mouths. Hermione vying for dominance and Draco fighting back just as aggressively. He then broke away grinning wildly and kissed across her jaw, and then up her neck leaving little nips as he went. Draco then proceeded took the shell of her ear in between his teeth causing Hermione to make a rather feral sounding groan which incited a tightening in his trousers.
"God Hermione," he hissed into her ear, grasping her breasts from outside her dress. "I want you so bad."
"Then have me," she moaned in response to Draco's hands on her delicate mounds.
Hermione then rolled them over again, staying close to Draco has continued his actions on her neck. She sat up, leaving a breathless Draco in under her and reached behind to unzipped the dress that kept them much too far apart. She pulled the dress over her head, tossing it to the side, revealing her bare breasts and a more of "not there" than "there" pair of panties.
Draco hissed in approval, running his hand up her bared sides and cupping her breasts. He rolled them about in his hands for a bit as Hermione squirmed over him, her juice dripping onto his chest. He then tweaked the left nipple enticing a loud moan from Hermione as he continued his rubbing of her right breast. He sat up, sitting back on his heels, sliding Hermione into his lap, and began to lap away at her right breast while tweaking the nipple of her left. She cried out, grabbing Draco's head to her chest and tightening her legs around him. He licked endlessly at her breast, but purposely avoiding her nipple, nipping the underside and about her areola.
"Stop- teasing- me," she got out in between moans of pleasure.
"If you say so," he replied cheekily, taking her ignored nipple into his mouth.
Hermione arched into him this time, pleased with his heading of her instructions. She dragged her nails down Draco's back in ecstasy, moaning loudly as he suckled at her breast like a newborn babe. He grinned, switching the to the other breast causing Hermione to grind her damp panties against him.
"Oh- oh god Draco," she moaned. "I need you- please!"
He grasped her bum and laid her down, positioning himself over top of her. He slid down her body, tearing away the scrap of her panties with his teeth and lapping at her damp folds. Hermione shrieked in pleasure, overwhelmed by the sensation of soft lips on her own nether ones. The wizard continued his actions and when he felt her tightening around his tongue he brought around his hand and pressed his thumb hard against her clit.
Hermione screamed, her toes curling, and back arching of the bed as a gush of juices down onto Draco's waiting face. As she eased down off her high, Draco hastened to get his pants and boxers off leaving him naked over Hermione.
He pressed his forehead to hers looking into deep mahogany eyes as she looked into dark mercury pools. Hermione still breathed heavy, but after feeling Draco's hard length against her thigh wanted her to keep going. She gave a slight nod, which prompted Draco to take his length into his hands and guide it towards her entrance. He ran it about her folds eliciting a loud groan from both, before plunging hilt deep into her passage.
Following loud moans from both, Draco pulled out until only the head remained inside and pushes right back in again.
They continued like this for a while, long hard strokes by Draco, until Hermione grasped his back screaming "Faster!" and Draco picked up the pace.
He pounded into her and she moved her hips to meet each of his thrusts, the two moving in unison. The only sounds were the two's loud moans and shrieks (though Draco would loath to admit it) of pleasure as they neared climax.
Draco was desperate to come, but he couldn't bare the shame of coming before Hermione. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear, while toying with her clit all while continuously moving within her. He finally felt her tighten around him and went the last stretch, filling her unlike before. Hermione screamed his name out her second orgasm that evening, writhing under Draco. She heard him cry out her own name as well, and felt the gushes of his seed fill her channel.
Breath hard, Draco pulled out of her, collapsing to her right, and took her into his arms. Then, to his bewilderment, Hermione started giggling uncontrollably.
"Why are you-" he asked.
"Well imagine Draco," she giggled.
"Imagine what?" he asked clearly not understanding.
"Imagine what our friends are doing right now! Harry and Ron is probably sending out a search party and everything!" she said. "Although Ginny'll probably say I'm on my menses, so that's why I didn't show."
"Well I can vouch, most definitely are not," he chuckled snuggling his head into her shoulder. "I can imagine the whole of Slytherin is calling for blood by me not showing up."
"Pity," they both chorused in an uncaring manner.
She looked up at him, causing them both to burst out into uncontrollable laughter.
Meanwhile over at Hogwarts
"So Malfoy didn't show, either?" Harry asked leaning against a table.
"That would be correct," Blaise Zabini nodded.
"You don't think-"
"Bet you any amount of money they're together," Blaise said waggling his eyebrows.
"No..." Harry said raising his own eyebrows.
"10 galleons, I believe would be a fair wager?"
"Oh, you are so on Zabini," Harry said shaking the former Slytherin's hand.
FIN