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Hermione lay on the bed, Draco leaning over her.
"Later I'll be gentle," Draco panted, gripping Hermione's waist tightly, "but right now I don't think either of us want it gentle."
Hermione nodded and he caressed her cheek gently before slowly sheathing himself in her, kissing her sweetly. She gasped as the pain shot through her. It was a weird sharp pinching sensation and her eyes filled with tears. Malfoy leaned back and kissed her eyelids softly. Then he pulled back and thrust in again and again and again. Hermione gasped as he entered her roughly, the tempo becoming faster as Hermione's nails gripped into his back.
"Hermione," he moaned and she scratched the skin.
"Draco," Hermione breathed as her hips tensed. Draco leant forwards and burried his face in her shoulder, kissing her neck and collarbone.
"I'm nearly there," he said, thrusting in faster and faster. Hermione had never felt anything like it, tiny electric butterflies in the pit of her stomach and abdomen.
"You feel so good," she panted, kissing him hard.
"Same Granger," he growled. Hermione felt the orgasm building up and tensed her hips as it washed over her and she became even more wet. "Fuck Hermione," Malfoy groaned. She felt him unload inside her as he shuddered apart. He showered her neck in kisses as Hermione sighed and closed her eyes, leaning against the pillows.
"Thank you," she said softly. Draco smiled.
"Thank you too." He pulled out of her before rolling onto his side and pulling Hermione on top of him, ready for round two.
Hermione's eyes snapped open. She'd fallen back to sleep after her conversation with Draco, still exhausted. Her memory seemed to be going into overdrive and she couldn't close her eyes without seeing some detail from the night before. She sat up, pulling the covers around her like a dress and made her way to the bathroom. Draco had left to go to Quidditch practise after she'd fallen asleep so she was alone in the dorms. She dropped the robe when she got into the bathroom and ran herself a hot bath, wanting to soothe her aching muscles. The bath was ran instantly with the magic she used to speed it up and she lowered herself into it slowly, sighing as the hot water covered her body. It was deep enough that only her head stayed out of the bubbles which made it even more heavenly. She closed her eyes and let the steam relax her.
"Malfoy!" Blaise yelled from across the pitch. Draco snapped his head up. He cursed as he saw a budger headed towards him. He banked sharply to the left to avoid the ball, rolling over and nearly falling off his broom. He'd been thinking about Hermione, again. Blaise flew over to him.
"I know you're probably still reeling from last night but can you try to pay attention? I would like my seeker intact for the game on Monday."
"Fine mother," Draco teased, flying off.
After practice Draco and Blaise both took showers, washing off the grime from the pitch.
"So," Blaise started, sitting down on a bench in the steam room, "What happened?" Draco grinned.
"It was phenomenal." Blaise raised his eyebrows.
"Really?" he said scepticly.
"One of the best nights of my life. She was... amazing." Blaise grinned.
"She's got you good Drake," he laughed. "What does she look like under all those robes then?" Draco groaned.
"Oh you have no idea."
Hope you enjoyed the Dramione lemon! Let me know if you have any opinions on my flashback format or my lemonade... In sorry I'm overusing these euphemisms. XOXO