'Blaise?' Hermione whispered, ripping off the covers and bolting towards him, tripping over her feet and landing in an ungraceful heap on the plush carpet. Blaise reached a formal hand out to her to help her up, and pulled her to her feet. She fell into his arms, sobbing quietly into his chest as he awkwardly patted her back.
'I thought you were never coming home,' She mumbled, his sandalwood scent enveloping her and his formal expression masking the tears that had been constant over the last few weeks.
'Hoped, don't you mean my love?' Blaise snapped sharply, locking her molten brown eyes with his stormy grey-brown ones.
Hermione's eyes widened with shock and she shook her head fiercely 'Blaise, don't say that. Don't be so stupid.' Hermione hissed, running her hand through her hair and taking a deep breath.
Blaise let out a pained laugh. 'Correct me if I'm wrong, my love' he snarled, beginning to pull his tie loose 'Correct me if i'm wrong, but weren't you just making out with my best friend?' Blaise's formal mask couldn't shield the hurt he was showing
'No, I mean yes, but it didn't mean anything...we've never been apart for so long and I missed you, and I-'
Blaise silenced Hermione with a finger to his lips and a patronising expression.
'Shh, my love. I don't want to know' He whispered, lips grazing her ear in a most erotic yet terrifying way
'Draco!' Blaise smiled 'You enjoy her, did you? I'm assuming you've had sex with the witch right?'
'Blaise' Hissed Hermione 'Stop it'
Blaise ignored his wife and continued 'She's not very good in the sack, is she now?' He laughed and sat down on the bed
'Blaise.' Draco said quietly 'We didn't do anything but kiss. She's been crying over you for a month, I don't think she even stopped to eat. She just needed a pair of lips for a split second, okay?' Draco whispered, putting his hand on Blaise's shoulder. 'I'm sorry.'
Blaise stood up and brushed off his suit. 'You've been crying, 'Mione? You never cry.'
'I don't think I've stopped since you left' She whispered
'Me too' Blaise laughed sadly
'I love you so much, Blaise.' Hermione said, staring down at her shoes
'I love you too, my love' Blaise smiled, walking over to her and nudging her chin up to meet his eyes with hers.
'I missed yo-' Blaise cut Hermione off with a desperate, harsh, passion filled kiss, their lips crushed together, as their bodies were. His tongue flicked angrily against hers, his fingers tangled in her bushy mane. Hermione's hands found his shoulders and rubbed them softly as she moaned into his mouth. She heard him growl softly as Draco left the room.
Blaise lifted Hermione up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She moaned as he started to nip at her jaw, neck then the valley between her breasts, leaving love bites in his wake. She pulled off his suit jacket and shirt, shuddering as she ran her hands down his familiar muscly arms. Leaning upwards she licked his chest, desperate to taste him in some way. He cast a quick spell and suddenly she was naked, vulnerable, exposed. He pressed his body to hers and moaned as he felt her hard-as-glass nipples pressing into his chest.
'I missed you so much,' He whispered, burying his face in the crook of her neck
'I missed you too, Blaise,' Hermione said softly, tears starting to roll down her cheeks and onto Blaise's shoulder. It had all become too real too fast, and she still hadn't made herself believe that this wasn't a dream.
'Mione,' Blaise said with so much tenderness that Hermione started crying even more
'Love, don't cry.' He whispered, softly brushing the tears from her cheeks and kissing where they once fell. 'I'm here, 'Mione. I'm not leaving again.' He wrapped his arms around her tighter and felt her relax.
'I'm here, my sweet.'
