Okay my darlings, after 6 chapters of thorough teasing, here's what you've been waiting for. I realize it's been a slow build-up, but I find it much more rewarding that way. Don't get me wrong, Draco/Hermione quickies are also quite yummy, I just haven't come up with a good story line to write them that way. And for those of you who may think it's taken forever to get them together, technically, all these chapters only encompass about one day in their lives.
To my reviewers - you guys have been so kind, especially since this is my first story. I hope this chapter meets your expectations. I do have a second story posted, which some of you have also been kind enough to read. I'm pimping it here for all of two seconds – Hogwarts for the Holidays – another Draco/Hermione fic, which, now that this chapter is FINALLY up, I can now finish the next chapter for that story.
Anyhoo, settle in, this is a long one, no seriously it's freaking long. Sue me for being descriptive. There was no way I could cut this short or split it in two chapters…even Draco's not that evil.
This is the one with the sexual content so if you're not in the 'mood' (yeah, right) or you're under age 17, you'd better click out and find another story.
CHAPTER 7
A FIRST TIME FOR EVERYTHING
He kissed her softly at first and then with more demand. 'God', he thought, 'she tastes like strawberries'. Her mouth was so sweet he couldn't get enough. 'What am I doing? This is Hermione Granger I have on top of me. She bests you in every class except for potions, she's Potter's sidekick…she's….she's', he paused his thought, '…a mudblood'.
With that last thought, he couldn't help but groan into her mouth and pull her possessively closer to him. For some reason the thought of her being a mudblood didn't disgust him, it just excited him more. She was something he was told all his life he could never have. God, he wanted her, he wanted all of her.
After what seemed like an hour of snogging, she pulled back for a second trying to catch her breath. His eyes were glazed over and they held a look that pleaded with her not to pull away again. She saw her own passion reflected in his dark blue eyes. Her heart fluttered in her chest. She felt herself spinning out of control. She was caught by the primal look in his eyes. Hermione couldn't contain herself. Any rational thoughts she had vanished as she was overwhelmed with her feelings of want. She leaned back down and kissed him hard, getting caught in the moment. Licking and sucking and biting – she wanted to taste every part of his lips, his mouth, his body.
He was taken off guard by her forcefulness, but he barely had time to respond when she pulled abruptly away. Now confusion was left in his eyes, where passion was just a moment ago. The play of emotions across his face stabbed at her heart.
"Granger", he said breathless and clearly frustrated. "What? What's wron….?", he started to question her, but she gently put a finger to his lips and shushed him. Then it was her turn to smirk at him. After a moment's pause, she reached under him and flipped them again.
He looked at her in total shock. She was still smirking, this time with a devilish gleam in her own eyes.
"That's the second time tonight you surprised me, Granger. What else do you have in store for me?" and raised his eyebrows with the question.
She repositioned her legs on either side of him and he instinctively pressed against her. Forehead to forehead, they both moaned at their intimate contact. He closed his. Just the thought of being in her was making him hard. Leaning down he trailed kisses up her jaw to her ear. He licked and sucked the lobe into his mouth, nibbling lightly. Hermione moaned again.
He whispered in her ear, "this isn't a game….but if it were, you'd be winning. You have me by the short hairs here, Granger" and as if to prove his point he ground himself against her. He hissed and she groaned. He was now fantastically hard.
"See what you've done to me?" he asked softly in between kisses. "You've made me want you".
She snaked her fingers through his hair holding him to her neck. "How?", she asked, her own voice shaky and breathless. "How is that possible? You hate me, I'm a….you hate my kind", she finished with a slight whimper hoping what she just said wouldn't cause him to suddenly come to his senses.
He pulled back and looked at her. He wasn't sure how he could explain what was going on inside his head. "I don't know why or how this is happening Granger, but it is and I don't care. Something changed when you came flying with me tonight. It's different. Didn't you feel it? You felt so perfect in my arms and I didn't want to let you go. It was like I found something I was always missing." He kissed her again so hard and so long that it literally took her breath away.
He finally released her mouth and rested his head on her shoulder. He sighed the sigh of a man torn and frustrated. "Please Granger", he begged, "Tell me what you want because you're driving me crazy here". "Your smell…..", he inhaled against her neck. "Your taste……", he licked her neck behind her ear. "Your touch……", he took her hand that was still wrapped in his hair and brought it between them and placed it over his hardness. His eyes immediately rolled back in his head on first contact. "…intoxicating.", he hissed. "What do you want?", he repeated.
Her chocolate eyes were wide and locked with his ice blue ones. He let go of her hand but left hers between them. 'Please, please, please', he kept begging to himself. Not sure what she was doing, she slowly moved her hand to feel the length of him.
His whole body shuddered on top of her. He was breathing harder now, but their eyes did not stray from each other.
Boldly, she stoked him through his jeans, once, then twice and slowly moved her hand away. He groaned at the loss. 'I'm going too fast for her….hold it together Malfoy', he scolded himself. She moved her hands down his back, grabbed his shirt and lifted it over his head. Her hands were on his chest again, but this time caressing the beauty before her. He closed his eyes, burned by her touch. She reached up and touched his cheek. He leaned into it, opened his eyes and looked at her. 'He's not lying', she thought. Her breath caught in her throat when the look in his eyes confirmed it.
She whispered her consent. "I want it all".
He growled and kissed her hard, "You're sure?,", he asked still a little breathless, "because I don't think I'll be able to stop if you change your mind". As confirmation she started to lift off her sweatshirt. "Granger, stop", he said and grabbed her hands. "I need to hear you say it…"
"I want you Malfoy, please."
He couldn't mask his sigh of relief, but then another thought struck him….'what if she's…?'
"Uh, Granger. Have you ever…?", and came up short, half hating to ask, half needing to know.
"No", she replied softly and turned away from him. "You probably don't want to…to… now, right?", she said not entirely holding back the hurt in her voice.
He didn't know what to say, he never really thought her answer would be 'no'. He was trying to wrap his brain around this new predicament, when he blurted out his next question. "But, didn't you at one point or another date each of them?" 'How could this be', he thought. 'There was last year's Yule Ball and the end of term feast'. "Perhaps not Weasley, but surely Potter…" he continued out loud but more to himself, still trying to make sense of the situation.
"No", she said again still looking away. "It never got that far with either of them. They're more like brothers to me than anything else. You, are definitely not".
She turned back to him and he was looking at her with a confused look still on his face. She quickly continued, "but I can understand why you wouldn't want to, now that you know that I'm a….", and started to push him off her again.
He grabbed her wrists and held them above her head with one hand and with the other he tilted up her chin to him. He kissed her soft and slow encouraging her passion to return. He pulled away and feathered kisses to her ear. "If at all possible", he purred "I think I want you even more". She sighed and hugged him close.
"Your room or mine?"
"Yours", she said a little shyly. "I want to know what your silk sheets feel like on my bare skin". He shuttered and growled in anticipation, bent and nibbled lightly on her neck. "Wait, how did you…?"
"An easy deduction, like a Malfoy would sleep on something as common as cotton?"
He smiled at her. "Such a brilliant Gryffindor". He got up and she sighed at the loss of his weight pressing down on her. He bent and picked her up, kissing her again. Then went upstairs to his room.
She opened the door for him and he closed it behind them with his foot. He brought her to his bed and sat her gently on it. Malfoy kicked off his boots, took out his wand and made a fire in the grate. His room was cold, but it wouldn't be for long. He turned and looked at her sitting on his bed and his breath caught in his throat….what a site.
Never in a million years would he have thought he would one day have Miss Hermione Granger sitting on his bed waiting, in anticipation for him to touch her all over. For a second, he started to panic. 'When father finds out…..fuck father. God, I want her. She's beautiful, she's smart and she can clearly match wits with anyone INCLUDING me. I want Granger, not Pansy. Oh, Lord Pansy. She'll be a bitch to deal with. I can't believe I'm falling for Granger. Everyone WILL freak'. He took a deep breath. 'Oddly enough, I don't care.'
Hermione smiled and lifted her hand to him. He came to the side of the bed and took it, peppering kisses on her palm and then her wrist. Malfoy guided her off the bed so they were both standing. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her hard lifting her off the ground. She instinctively wrapped her legs around him trying to get closer. This time, he pulled back in a gasp. She looked at him, chest heaving against his.
"Malfoy, please we've had years of foreplay….please", she begged.
He looked at her and then realization struck him. 'All those years of fighting, I never even bothered to see it for what it was. Then his mind flashed back to third year. Oh, God that slap.' He groaned and kissed her again, his hands now firmly grasping her bottom to keep her close to him.
She couldn't get enough of him. "Granger, wait…Grang…wait….WAIT." He pulled away from her breathing hard. "Don't get me wrong, I'm loving your enthusiasm here, but slow will be better for your first time….if we get all caught up in everything, I'm afraid I might lose it and…..hurt you. And I really don't want that to be the way you remember our first time together." 'Our first time', he said to himself again. With those three words, Malfoy knew that this wasn't going to be a quick affair.
"Now it's your turn to surprise me." She reluctantly unwrapped her legs from his waist and he lowered her to the ground. Reaching for the bottom of her sweatshirt, he slowly brought it up over her head and dropped it on the floor. He just stood there, eyes locked with hers. He ran his fingers through her hair brushing it out of her face. "Beautiful", he said cupping her face and kissing her.
He trailed his hands down her shoulders and to her chest. Her head dropped back as his hands paused on her breasts. Malfoy wasn't rushing, he was going to enjoy every second he had with her. He was driving her crazy and he knew it. He lowered his hands to her stomach and Hermione opened her eyes and looked at him, as if to say 'Your hands were fine where they were, why did you have to move?'
Malfoy dropped to his knees all the while keeping eye contact. He felt for the button of her jeans, unbuttoned and then unzipped them. He peeled her jeans down past her hips and eased them down her legs and helped her step out of them.
So there she stood in nothing but her black bra and match knickers. She was looking down at him and couldn't quite grasp the idea of Malfoy kneeling before her. It was such a surreal sight. She blushed as he leaned towards her and heard him growl when he caught her scent of arousal. He began kissing her stomach while his hands stroked up the back of her thighs and came to rest on her bottom.
His mouth was so hot on her stomach and now he was licking the inside of her bellybutton. She couldn't take it anymore. She reached down and fisted her hands in his hair. Lost in his ministrations, he didn't notice the little tug on his hair trying to get his attention. She forced his head back to look at her. "Get up here" she demanded, and he very obediently complied. She kissed him hard while grazing her hands down his smooth chest to the top of his jeans. She unbuckled his belt and then moved on to un-buttoned his jeans and pull down the zipper. Easing her hands into his waistband she brought them around to his back, pushing down his jeans. As her hand dropped over his ass, he moaned into her mouth and she mentally smiled. 'Silk boxers…why am I not surprised?'
They pulled apart so he could remove his jeans. Standing there, panting, in nothing but a pair of green and silver boxers, Malfoy looked ready to explode. Like one more touch from her would put him completely over the edge. He was going to have to pull himself together if he was going to make this as painless as possible for her.
He took another deep breath and she looked at him expectantly.
"Bed". It came out more like a command than a request. She immediately sat, then laid down on the bed, smoothing her hair out on his pillow. He walked around towards the foot of the bed, climbed up and crawled over her like a predator ready to devour it's prey. He kept himself above her barely touching. She lifted up slightly to meet his lips and he took the opportunity to unclasp her bra. Malfoy pulled back and she took it off. "Lord, Granger", he gasped and fell upon her left breast. She was holding him to her, loving what he was doing to her and basking in the feeling that he was thoroughly enjoying himself. He switched to her right and gave it equal attention.
Malfoy, still not taking his hands away from teasing her breasts, kissed and licked a trail down her stomach to her knickers. He released her breasts and moving them to her hips, gently pulled down her knickers and removed them. Instinctively, she spread her legs slightly. Malfoy sat back on his heals and looked at her. "Beautiful", he said trying to control his breathing. "I've been a fool not to see".
Hermione blushed, her whole body tingling in anticipation as he took off his boxers. Her eyes widened as she stared at him….at it. She didn't know what she expected. She heard rumors of how well endowed Malfoy is, but until she actually saw it. She tried to swallow but her mouth had suddenly gone dry.
"Oh, God", she moaned, closing her eyes and turning her head away from him.
"Granger", he said softly, "that's not the reaction a man likes to get at a time like this…please tell me that was a 'good' Oh, God and not a 'bad' Oh, God".
"It's good", she said but didn't turn back to him.
He smiled, genuinely amused and shook his head. "Look at me".
She turned towards him and he could see she was still a little afraid. "God, this is embarrassing"
"Hey, I said it would be painless for you, and I'm going to do my damnedest to make that happen. Hand me my wand".
She looked at him a little confused but took it off the nightstand and handed it to him.
He quickly murmered a contraceptive charm and she smiled. She hadn't even thought about that.
He began kissing her inner thighs and worked his way up to her core. Soon he had her writhing on the bed, his tongue doing things she never could have imagined. He inserted one finger and slowly moved it in and out. When he saw she was comfortable with one, he added a second, slowly stretching her tightness to get her ready for him. He bit down playfully and he breath caught…she was getting close and he knew it. Hermione was moaning as she ran her fingers through his hair. Instinctively, she started to move her hips. He pulled his mouth away from her and kissed his way back up her body, still working his fingers in and out. She sighed at the loss of contact.
She was so soft and her moaning was driving him crazy. She was close, just a few more minutes and he would have her. They both knew it was coming.
"Malfoy….oh, God Malfoy", she had been holding him to her breast as he licked and nibbled. At the sound of her groaning his name, he took her mouth in a long hard kiss while gently rubbing his thumb across her most tender area. She lost it and pulled away from his lips in a cry of ecstasy. Hermione arched off the bed as she convulsed around his fingers.
He pushed in deeper and broke her. She was so far gone she didn't even notice the pain.
She was still panting as she started to come down. He looked at her with a huge grin on his face. She looked back at him with hooded eyes, still lost in the feeling. He withdrew his fingers and positioned himself against her. "Like that?", he asked already knowing the answer.
"Oh, God yes".
"Ready for me?" he asked in between kisses. She moaned her consent, but could tell that she was still a little apprehensive. "Eyes on mine", he said and slowly slid into her.
She braced herself for the pain but none came. "God, Granger…feels so good". He leaned down so they were forehead to forehead. "I fear this may not be my best performance". He was panting already and he hadn't even moved yet.
She reached up and held each side of his face. "Shhhhhhh, we have all night", she soothed. Hermione kissed him softly and deeply as he started to move within her. She knew he was desperately trying to contain himself and that he was waiting for her signal. She pulled back from his lips and whispered in his ear, "it's okay, it doesn't hurt…go ahead".
"Oh, Granger", he ground out through clenched teeth and sped up his pace a little.
"Look at me", he said and their eyes focused on one another. He had never seen such passion in someone's eyes like what he saw in hers. And it was all for him. A thousand thoughts were running through his brain and they tumbled out of his mouth without trying to hold them back.
"So beautiful…..why didn't I see it?…..Beautiful…..always wanted you….."
She was caught up by his heartfelt words and snaked her legs around him, coaxing him deeper, keeping up with his 't get close to you….watched you…never realized….too stupid to see it….Granger….I….I'm….."
"Draco"
At the sound of his name he lost it and Malfoy experienced the most intense orgasm of his life, which caused Hermione to join him for a second time. She clung to him tightly loving the feel of him on top of her…inside of her.
They were both out of breath and neither could speak. His head was buried in her shoulder. Malfoy was shaking and he couldn't hide it. That was the best he ever had…and God help him, he wanted more. Still buried inside her he felt himself stiffen, he couldn't get enough of her.
Hermione noticed she was shaking. "Are you okay?", she asked softly, her legs still wrapped possessively around his waist.
He looked at her. "I should be asking you that", he said seriously.
"I'm fine…you kept your promise", she said peppering kisses on his cheek. "But Malfoy, are you really okay?, you're trembling".
"So we're back to Malfoy now? A moment ago, you used my first name", he said jokingly.
She smiled at him and let out a soft sigh. "Draco". He quickly captured her lips.
"I love it when you say my name. I'm fine…unbelievably fine".
He reached behind him and uncoiled her legs. "Let's get you cleaned up". He rolled off her and picked up his wand. Realizing what he meant, Hermione blushed a deep shade of red and tried to get under the covers. "You're not getting all shy on me now are you?"
"No, but I…..this is embarrassing, I'll clean it up. You shouldn't have to…."
She was babbling and he was smiling. "You're cute when you're flustered, you know that?" He pulled the sheet down and cast the cleansing charm. In an instant, everything was clean and there wasn't a trace of their coupling. He put his wand back on the nightstand and pulled her on top of him.
"Oh", she realized the state he was in. "But didn't you just…?"
"Yes, and let me state for the record that this has never happened to me before…to be ready again so quickly is NOT common. You do realize that it's all your fault", he said teasing her.
She smiled down at him and kissed him again.
"I never imagined it could be like this", he said holding her tight. "The years of fighting, all my life thinking that people like you are…..well, you're not. I was so terribly wrong".
"You're just saying that because we just…"
"No. I knew it tonight when I held you in my arms. There was no other place else I ever wanted to be".
A tear fell off her cheek and onto his. He looked up at her hating himself for bringing it up. He had upset her. "Shhhhh, baby. I'm so sorry", he stammered. "I didn't mean to, please don't cry. It's me. I've been wrong my whole life. You're a beautiful, smart, brilliant witch. That's all I've ever wanted, nothing else matters."
He reached up and pushed her hair behind her ears and held her face in his hands. He needed to make sure she understood what he was telling her. Her response was a smile telling him all he needed to know. He held her close. Hermione began nibbling his neck, nipping playfully. He sighed, loving her touch against his skin. She worked her way down his body while he ran his fingers through her hair. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her trail of kisses. When she got to his stomach, his breathing increased. Still teasing his stomach with her tongue, she took his hands in hers and held them to the bed at his sides. Hermione moved down further still and liked the tip of his manhood.
"Holy shit, Granger", he gasped, eyes now wide open and hips arching off the bed. He tried to move his hands to reach for her.
"Don't", she said simply as she continued to hold his hands to the bed.
He groaned deeply and dropped his head back onto the pillow. It was such a simple request, but one he would most definitely obey.
She licked him everywhere coating him and worked him into such a frenzy, his head was practically thrashing from side to side. Finally she let go of his hands, licked both her palms and guided him into her mouth Malfoy's breathing was becoming totally irratic.
He snaked his fingers in her hair guiding her. "Oh my God, Granger. So bloody good".
She took him in as far as she could…in and out…agonizingly slow.
"Granger, baby…so close….so….close". He was going to explode, he tried to move her away, but Hermione wasn't having any of it. She started this and she would finish it. She took his hands again and held his wrists hard to the bed.
Her forcefulness finally sent him over the edge. "Hermione", he yelled her name as he orgasmed painfully hard, shuttering and convulsing inter her mouth. She took it all, which only prolonged his experience.
Giving him a final lick, she looked up at him and smirked. He grabbed her under her arms and pulled her up to him. He kissed her deeply and then asked, "How….where….did you learn to do that? Wait….maybe I don't want to know".
She chuckled and kissed him on his forehead. "Just because I was a virgin a few hours ago, doesn't mean I was a complete prude".
"That's the third time you surprised me tonight…I don't think I can handle anymore", he said rolling them over and spooning behind her.
"Three time's a charm", she replied and they both drifted to sleep.
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Let me know what you think. Too long? Was it worth the build up or a total let down?
It's so difficult to write 'R' rated fic without going too far (and disgustingly descriptive). If you only knew how many times I edited and re-edited this chapter. That's why it took so long to post. If you guys think it's too much, I'll take the chapter down and re-work it again. Please review – I love hearing what you think.
There are a few little BTVS lines in this one. Gotta love the genius of Joss.
