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Rated M for a good reason: alcohol consumption, swearing, some slash/femslash, and the ever so lovely bits of lemon :)
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Now, without further ado, Chapter 10! Enjoy!
I'll Believe It When I See It Chapter 10
Last time: "Once the bottle finally stopped, Ginny giggled, the excitement inside her almost boiling over. This was going to be a great night."
Hermione gave her best girl friend a high-five, "Scared, Blaise?" she asked, a teasing smile forming on her light pink lips, "Gin is known for being rather devious."
He gave his girlfriend a challenging, cocky smirk, "Oh, I know she is. I can handle it, though, Princess. Thanks for the concern," Blaise retorted, looking the perfect picture of collectedness.
"Truth or Dare, handsome?" Ginny questioned in a seductive tone.
The Italian moved over to her chair, pulled the redhead into his arms, and placed a smoldering kiss on her lips, "Dare," he whispered.
Ginny giggled like the little school girl she was, "I love it when you do that, Blaise. But it's not going to get you out of the dare I have planned for you."
He chuckled softly, the sound rumbling in his chest. Hermione and Draco shot each other an amused look. Clearly their friends were comfortable with one another and were definitely a happy couple. It made them happy to see the way one would light up when the other did something sweet, or the way the fire in their eyes would ignite when their other half would tease them. Ah, young love.
"Do we act that mushy and sickening, too?" Draco whispered to the brown-haired witch across from him who laughed and shrugged.
"Probably. It is slightly sickening, isn't it?" The blonde wizard nodded his answer, a grin on his pale face.
Once Blaise and Ginny stopped their innocent bickering, the game continued.
"Okay, okay. Blaise, I dare you to strip down to your skivvies and stay that way until it's your turn again. But…" came the exception, "It has to be a strip tease," the redhead had a predatory gleam in her light brown eyes.
He smirked and pushed her lightly into her chair before running a hand through his onyx hair. Blaise looked to both girls as he untucked his shirt from his pants. He unbuttoned the silk material button by button, gyrating his hips from side to side. Once it was hanging open, revealing the smooth olive-toned skin beneath, he reached for Ginny's hands and ran them over his chest and abs.
Hermione grinned as Blaise did the same to her. She tweaked his sensitive nipples as he slid her hands over them. Judging by the sharp intake of breath she received, the Italian hadn't been expecting that.
"Hey now, Princess, that kind of touching costs extra," he teased, making her blush and shake her head.
Blaise draped the garment over the arm of the couch. He wasted no time unbuckling his belt, slipping it through the loops with ease. With nimble fingers, he unbuttoned his charcoal colored pants and toed off his designer leather shoes.
Draco busied himself by watching Hermione's facial expressions. She stared intently at his overtly sensual, almost burlesque style, performance. The way Hermione innocently wet her lips as the Italian stripped, or took her bottom lip between her teeth when he sent a teasing smirk her way, or how she fidgeted in her chair, crossing and uncrossing her knees, clearly aroused and craving contact, or the way her pupils dilated in a primal manner, her wild hair and piercing gaze giving her the look of an animal in heat; it all drove Draco mad with need.
He wanted this witch. He needed to see her looking at him that way, staring up at him with eyes clouded over with lust while he sunk himself into her waiting core over and over and over again. Merlin, he had never wanted a woman this much in his entire life. Draco could practically hear her moaning in pleasure, screaming his name. Mmm. Soon, though. Soon, she would be his.
The blonde's attention went back to Blaise when, out of the corner of his grey eyes, he saw a mass of olive skin. It seemed he finally made it to his underwear.
Ginny couldn't take her eyes off of Blaise. She loved his toned and chiseled body, the cute little mole on his left hip bone, his cerulean eyes, and his husky voice. Even just thinking about him made her incredibly slick between her thighs. It was like he had cast a permanent Aphrodisiac charm on her, heightening her senses, making her noticed every change in him, fueling her need.
As Blaise removed his pants, he caught the hunger forming on Ginny's face. Teasingly slow, he inched his trousers down. He would bring them back up only to repeat the process. Once his straining package, tucked into his black boxer-briefs, came into view, he slid the pants off and tossed them at his lover.
The redhead growled seductively as she absorbed his nearly naked form, "That was definitely a job well done, Blaise."
He chuckled darkly, "Well thank you, mi amore. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Now… I do believe it's my turn to spin."
The tanned Slytherin gave the bottle a spin, then took a long gulp of his firewhiskey as he sat back on the couch, legs spread wide to show off his proud bulge. Draco shrugged in nonchalance when it landed on him, portraying his perfected Slytherin emotional mask.
"It seems you're favoring me tonight, huh, mate? Let's go with Truth this time," the blonde decided, watching Hermione and Ginny drinking their own alcohol as if they just remembered they had them, which they probably did.
"And I thought you didn't want to get drunk, Granger?" Blaise teased when he noticed, too. He laughed at the scowl on her cute face.
Hermione's voice was full of mocking humour as she looked at Draco, "Well, we all know things are much more fun with alcohol, don't we?"
The boys smirked to each other, "Hmm. Can't argue with that. So, Drake, what is your most and least favorite thing about Gryffindors?"
Draco groaned and put his hands in his hair, "You're trying to get me killed, aren't you?"
The two Gryffindor witches looked at him skeptically, eager to hear what he had to say.
"Come on! Out with it," Ginny prodded.
Hermione grinned, "You can't fight the Veritaserum for long. It'll force you to say the first thing that comes to your mind. I won't be offended, oh great Slytherin Prince," she put her hands above her head and bowed to the floor a couple times, teasing him.
The blonde clenched his teeth. He knew what he had to say, but it was so bloody embarrassing! If he could just bite his lip a little harder, maybe he wouldn't have to say it. He fought and fought, the others looking on and laughing at his strained face. Draco was covered in sweat from the effort.
Suddenly, he felt his jaw untightening. His will was crumbling away rather quickly, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. All of the words he tried so hard to keep in rushed out of his mouth.
"I admire their courage, and I hate that they always get recognized for their good deeds! Everyone loves them!" he slapped a hand over his mouth, and his cheeks tinged a light pink.
The girls giggled uncontrollably while Blaise grinned victoriously. He had had a feeling something like that would come out of Draco's mouth.
"Draco Malfoy! You admire our courage? After all that talk about 'bloody Gryffindorks always gallivanting around trying to save everyone'!" Hermione threw her head back and laughed, clearly shocked at his forced answer.
Ginny couldn't stop laughing, "Oh, Ferret… Haha… That's just… Hahaha… so cute!"
He grumbled and rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah. I admire your stupid Gryffindor courage. There, you've heard it. Everyone looks at you all like the bloody sun shines out of your arses! It's hard not to get a little jealous over all the attention the professors shower over you."
The curly-haired witch slid across the room and into his lap, "Ohh, honey! You'll get all the attention you'll ever need from me. Don't you worry."
Draco kissed her cheek lightly, "As much as it pains me to say this, I'm glad. Although you are pretty smashed right now, Mione, so I can't be sure you're telling the truth," he chuckled when she gave an indignant huff at that.
"Uh! I am not smashed. I'm perfectly fine," she clarified, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Ginny gave Blaise a quick kiss on his lips before yanking Hermione off of Draco's lap. She drug her over to the chair, gave her a stern look, then sat in her own.
"It's Draco's turn to spin! He can't do that if you're hanging all over him!" the little redhead sighed in frustration, but her look softened when Hermione pouted, "Not that I mind… I'm glad you two have each other… I just want to play some more Truth or Dare?."
Hermione laughed and shook her head, "You totally fell for my puppy dog look. I told you it was convincing. Let's just continue, shall we?"
Draco twisted the bottle on the top of the wooden table, watching it spin as he downed half of his firewhiskey.
Hermione, Ginny, Blaise, Draco.
Over, and over, and over, and over.
Finally, it stopped.
A sinful smirk crossed across Hermione's lips, "Whatever you have in that arrogant, sexually-driven, teenage mind of yours, bring it on. I can handle anything."
Draco's eyebrows rose in challenge, a similar smirk forming on his own face, "Anything, eh, Princess? I'll believe that when I see it. Truth or Dare?"
She giggled and placed a finger on her lips, pursing them in thought, "Well, if I say Truth, you'd probably ask me something sex-related that'll no doubt be embarrassing to answer, but definitely be something you've wanted to know for a while. And… If I choose Dare, then I'll end up doing some sort of sexual favor for you, fulfilling a fantasy you've had since, oh, about fourth year," she threw a wicked glance his way before answering, "I'll go with Truth."
A predatory grin formed on his smooth lips, "Wise choice, Granger. I don't think you would've liked your Dare option. At least not just yet… Going off of our past conversations, I'm going to make the assessment that the Gryffindor Goody-Goody isn't as innocent as most people think. So, tell me… when, where, how, and with whom did you lose your virginity?"
She blushed a deep red before clearing her throat. Ginny smirked knowingly, already having heard this story time and time before.
"Hmm. Oddly specific question, Draco," she commented, collecting her thoughts before answering his question. She could already feel the Veritaserum tugging at her vocal cords, forcing her to speak.
He laughed lightly, "I know how you think. If it wasn't specific, you would've given the most general, uninteresting answer possible. I want to know every single juicy, erotic detail, Princess."
"Ahem. Well, it was my sixth year at Hogwarts. It was well into Fall, I know, because the smell of crisp leaves and apple cider permeated the air. Ah, yes, now I remember. There were a few days until the Gryffindor Halloween party that we throw every year. I had just gotten into an argument with Ronald about him and Lavender full out snogging in front of everyone when we had just broken up not long before. His temper rose, as it usually does when I don't do what he says. So, I stormed out of the common room and down a stairwell. As I sat there contemplating going back in there and hexing the both of them, Harry found me."
Draco scowled at this, clearly not very happy about this little fact. Blaise listened intently, slightly shocked at the news. Ginny sighed at the boys' reactions, not shocked at all.
Hermione continued with her story after giving Draco a playful look, "Harry comforted me and made sure I wasn't too upset. Once I had calmed down enough, he went back to the common room, and I stayed on the stairs."
"Wait, wait, wait! So, you're saying that Potter wasn't your first?" Draco interrupted, his brows furrowed together in confusion. Blaise looked equally confused.
She laughed slightly, "No, no. Harry's always been a friend. Nothing more. Probably 15 minutes passed before I realized someone else was in the stairwell with me. Theodore Nott stepped out of the shadows, leaving me just as speechless as the two of you are right now. Yes, Draco. Theo was my first."
The two Slytherins stared in disbelief, mouths agape. A Slytherin? Hermione Granger, Gryffindor Princess, gave it up to a fellow snake?
"I- I don't know what to say. I definitely didn't think that would be coming out of your mouth, well… ever," Blaise shook his head, running his hands through his hair.
As it all sunk in, Draco looked more and more pissed. His features were tight and hard, his eyes cold. Something sparked inside of them, but quickly disappeared behind his mask before Hermione could place a name to it.
She gulped and started again, "Theo told me he always had feelings for me, since the year before. He found the timing perfect to tell me because he had heard about Ron and I breaking up. Theo captured me with sweet words, tender caresses, and kindness. He gave me exactly what I needed at the time. I felt lonely, pushed aside, neglected, and invisible. Theo treated me exactly the opposite.
I… I won't go into details for you because I'm sure you don't want to hear it, but just know that he didn't hurt me, Draco. I broke things off with him after that. I just didn't feel as deeply for him as he did for me. I wasn't ready for that serious of a relationship after what happened with Ron. And I don't regret any of it."
Draco sighed when she finished, unsure of what to say. Some of his anger dissipated when she reassured that he didn't do anything to harm her, but he was still furious with him. Theo was one of his best mates besides Blaise, and he knew that Draco had a thing for the curly-haired witch.
"Well, Hermione, I'm surprised to say the least. But, thank you for sharing something so secret with us. I'm glad I know," he gave her a look full of passion with a hint of jealousy in his stormy grey eyes. So that was what she saw earlier, "And I can guarantee a much, much better, more passionate, more amazing experience, Princess. I am the Slytherin Sex God, after all."
Hermione sighed with relief. He wasn't angry with her, and he was joking and teasing. Good, her news wouldn't ruin their fun.
Blaise let out a long whistle, "Well, Mione, you definitely aren't the goody-goody I thought you were. Your first time was with a snake? Damn. And I thought maybe Drake or I would be your first…"
Ginny laughed at that, "Oh, no. Definitely not her first by any means, honey."
The brown-haired girl blushed a deep shade of red, "Ginny!" she cried, giving her a desperate, pleading look, "Keep your mouth shut!"
Ginny smoothed her copper hair and shrugged dismissively, "Whatever you say, Mione. Whatever you say."
Draco and Blaise glanced to each other, curiosity mirrored on the other's face. She was definitely going to be telling more later on.
Hermione spun the bottle quickly, happy that her turn was finally over, and she didn't have to go through that again. She smiled when it landed on Ginny. Finally, some pay back.
"So, Gin, Truth or Dare?" she asked in a sickeningly sweet voice.
The other girl chuckled, "I've got no worries. Dare, baby."
She raised her eyebrows at the other girl before clucking her tongue, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Gin. You know what happened the last time you took on one of my Dares. I can assure you, the same thing will happen again."
Ginny's eyes grew wide, but other than that her expression never changed, "You wouldn't," she challenged.
Hermione nodded, a triumphant smirk on her lips, "Oh, but I would. I Dare you to go knicker-less for the next week, starting now!"
"An entire week! You can't be serious! It was only two days last time," the redhead complained, not happy with the results of her challenge.
Blaise grinned like the Cheshire Cat and gave Hermione a well-deserved high-five, "Oh-ho, thank you, Mione. Grazie, grazie, grazie. My little lioness will be verrrry happy this next week, I can assure you."
Draco shook his head as Ginny slid her tiny red and black plaid thong down her legs, "Nice knicks, Weaselette. Don't turn into a flasher, now. Not everyone wants to see that flaming bush of yours."
She scowled at him, sending him a heated glare before responding, "For your information, Ferret, there's not a flaming bush for anyone to see. Thanks a bunch for the concern, though."
Hermione laughed loudly, "I remember the first time Harry found that out! Oh, that was quite a riot. He couldn't look at you without blushing for weeks!"
The blonde scrunched his nose, "Potter? Really, Weaselette? I thought even you might have better taste than that."
She gave a little giggle, "No, Harry was never supposed to find out about that. I bent over a little too far one day in the common room, and he so happened to come down the stairs from his dorm at the same time. Mione saw the whole thing and told me about it. I laughed it off, but Harry couldn't stand to look at me for the longest time. It was quite funny."
Blaise chuckled good-humouredly, already having heard this story before, "I couldn't stop laughing the first time I found out."
Ginny looked to Hermione for a moment, "The only reason why most of the people who have seen my fanny is because Mione over here loves to dare me to go knicker-less," she playfully glared at the witch," But I get her back. She usually ends up with either the same Dare or worse before our games are over. Mione doesn't get caught as much as I do though, for some reason…"
"You had better keep those knickers on unless I tell you to take them off," Draco growled possessively.
Hermione shot him a look that said "Watch your mouth before I magically shut it permanently" and he rolled his eyes at her before miming zipping his lips, locking them, and throwing away the key.
She hit Ginny on the arm lightly, "We'll see about that, sweetheart. You might not get the opportunity to give me that Dare. Your turn. Spin it," she smiled while handing the redhead the bottle.
The redhead did as her best girl friend bid and sent the bottle spinning. It made it around the circle too many times to count and stopped on a certain blonde Slytherin who looked murderously at the bottle as if he wished he could set it on fire with wandless magic.
"Truth or Dare, ickle-Drakie-kins?" Ginny asked sweetly, teasing him in the most overt manner.
"Dare," he growled, "and don't you dare call me that again, Weaselette. I'll let 'Ferret' slide, but 'ickle-Drakie-kins' has got to go."
Hermione chuckled mirthfully, enjoying seeing him teased. Ginny crossed her heart with her finger, signifying that she promised not to use it again.
"Fine, fine, Ferret. I Dare you… to snog Blaise," her grin was positively ruthless. She had been waiting to see this for quite some time.
The brunette witch, who had decided to take a drink of her firewhiskey just as Ginny said that, did a spit take, "What? Those two wouldn't even do it when I threatened them to tell me about Blaise and you! It was either hex Draco's balls off or his precious hair, or allow me to take a picture while they kissed, and they wouldn't do it. Blaise came right out and told me! I highly doubt-"
"Actually, Princess… It wouldn't be the first time we snogged," Draco admitted, his cheeks slightly pink at the confession. Blaise nodded when Hermione looked to him for confirmation.
She opened her mouth and closed it, then opened it again, trying to find the words to speak, "I- I- I don't know what to say… Why didn't you tell me that sooner?"
Blaise chuckled, "You never asked. Now, come here Drake. Let's get this over with and give these two Gryff's a show they'll never forget."
The blonde slid across the couch, closing the space between himself and the Italian. Blaise pulled Draco on top of him forcefully and immediately touched his lips to the other's pale neck. He pressed tender kiss after tender kiss along Draco's sensitive skin, making his breathing become more shallow.
The blonde, not wanting to be outdone, latched his own lips to his best mate's darker skinned neck. He bit the flesh connecting Blaise's neck to his shoulder, eliciting a deep moan from the Italian man.
Blaise suckled on his smooth skin, leaving a light pink love bite before pulling Draco's face up to meet his. Their lips crashed together, each one pressing their mouths into the other, searing their lips with the kiss.
Hermione and Ginny looked on hungrily. They had both witnessed two guys making out before, but nothing like this. These two went at it like animals, Blaise having a bit more of a gentle approach, where Draco was more aggressive. Their styles complimented the other well, seeing as one would switch to a softer side, and the other would become the dominant one. Clearly, this was not the first time these two had snogged.
Draco wrapped his hands in Blaise's hair, tugging on it passionately. Blaise put one arm around Draco's neck and scratched at the base of his neck the way Hermione knew he loved. The blonde groaned into the kiss, pulling harder on his hair. They entwined their tongues, making them dance eagerly with one another, heightening their passion.
Hermione twitched her legs, the wetness between her thighs practically dripping at the sight before her. She needed some sort of release. The tension inside of her kept building and building.
The brunette witch moved her gaze to Ginny. She sat with her feet under her, leaning forward slightly, mouth agape. Hermione stood up and crossed over to her, pushing her back in her chair and pulling her feet to the floor. She straddled the younger witch with ease. Ginny looked up at her, eyes filled with lust, a pleading pout to her lips. Hermione smirked before capturing the other girls lips with her own.
The girls snogged passionately, tugging the other's hair, biting their bottom lip, swirling tongues. It was all they could do not to rip of their clothes and shag right their. Alcohol definitely had this affect on them. More often than not they ended up doing something sexual before the night was over, dare or not.
The guys were filling the room with their moans, so Hermione and Ginny looked over for a second, breaking the kiss. Draco was running a hand over Blaise's straining erection, and Blaise was nipping at the pale Slytherin's sensitive collarbone. Somehow, they had gotten Draco's shirt unbuttoned and tossed it to the floor without the girls knowing.
"That had to have happened while we were snogging," Ginny whispered, almost like she read Hermione's mind. The other girl giggled and nodded her head, turning back to the sexy redhead beneath her.
"The guys are clearly having their fun. Let's not interrupt them and continue with our own," she said, her voiced laced with seduction.
As the girls got back into their own snog fest, Hermione felt another mouth on her neck. She moaned into Ginny's mouth as they bit her favorite spot, and she knew right away that it was Draco. When Ginny gave a lusty groan of her own, Hermione knew Blaise must be giving his girlfriend the same treatment she was getting.
The boys continued to lavish their attention on their lovers, sliding their hands all over their anxious bodies, making them arch into their palms as they teased their nipples. Hermione let out a whimper when Draco moved away, but moaned loudly when she felt his tongue beneath her skirt. He licked along the edge of her knickers, making her legs shake from pleasure.
Ginny leaned over the back of the chair as Blaise moved to the arm and unbuttoned her white Oxford shirt. He left it hanging open and kissed along her chest, giving her goose bumps. She shivered delightedly when he pushed her lacy bra to the side and took a nipple into his warm mouth. Hermione did the same to her other. As a team, they licked and kissed her light pink nubs, gently biting and making the redhead gasp. She grabbed a fist full of Hermione's and Blaise's in each hand respectively as they teased her sensitive, aching peaks.
Draco, meanwhile, continued to tease the Gryffindor Princess with his tongue. He gave only the gentlest of caresses with his tongue, smirking when she pushed her hips back. He denied her the contact she wanted again and again, but just as Hermione was ready to scream with frustration, he pulled her green knickers aside and shoved his tongue into her center. She cried out in half surprise, half-pleasure. His tongue snaked across her snatch, lapping up all of her juices and driving her wild. She moaned as she suckled Ginny's nipple, pushing back against Draco's talented tongue. The blonde, happy with his current angle, but craving more contact, pulled Hermione off of Ginny and moved her over to the couch.
Blaise took Hermione's place on top of Ginny, giving the fiery redhead more attention. He slid her bum to the end of the chair much like Hermione had been positioned earlier. Sliding his tongue over her uncovered stomach, he dipped inside of her bellybutton making her giggle slightly. Already slick between her knicker-free thighs, Ginny pushed his head further down. He got the hint and hiked her pleated skirt to her hips and dove into her waiting pussy. She moaned at the touch of his tongue to her warm center and bit her bottom lip.
"Yes, Blaise. Don't stop," she breathed, both hands gripping the arms of the chair. The Italian certainly had no plans of letting up any time soon.
Draco leaned Hermione over the arm of the couch allowing her to stretch her arms over the seat. He flipped up her skirt once again and kissed across her knicker-clad bum. With antagonizing slowness, he drug the offensive garment off using only his teeth. They scraped across her sensitive flesh, sending chills down her spine and pulling a moan from her throat. Once they reached her knees, he pulled her legs apart, keeping them from dropping to the floor.
"Now, Miss Granger, I want you to keep your legs apart. Don't you dare let your knickers fall, or I'll have to punish you," he commanded, sounding much like a professor.
Hermione nodded, biting her bottom lip. How did he know her biggest fantasy was being treated like a student and being fucked by a professor?
"I didn't hear you, Miss Granger. You're going to have to speak up," Draco said, placing his hands on Hermione's bare bum.
She swallowed, attempting to wet her dry mouth, "Ye-yes, sir," her voice trembled in anticipation.
The blonde Slytherin rubbed circles over her bottom, dipping between her thighs every now and then, "Much better."
Hermione felt her knickers stretch between her knees, staying in the required spot. She closed her eyes as Draco slipped a finger into her dripping folds. Sighing at the delicious friction she hadn't felt in so long, she pushed back against him.
She gasped in shock as he swatted her bum with his palm, "Ah, ah, ah, Ms. Granger. I will have none of that. You will stay still and allow me to adhere to your pleasure. You will do what I say to do, when I say to do it. No questions asked. Understand?"
Almost impossibly, she felt herself become even more wet. Draco knew exactly what to say that turned her on the most. If she ever doubted he was truly the Slytherin Sex God for one moment, it was miles away now.
"Yes, Professor Malfoy," she said, trying her best not to tremble when his finger circled her clit. He certainly knew what he was doing.
Ginny, eyes squeezed shut in her own pleasure, had her hands in Blaise's hair. He was making lazy sweeps with the flat of his tongue all the way up her slit. When he reached the top and was just about to flick her clit, he would carefully maneuver his tongue back down. She whimpered and squirmed underneath his ministrations, begging for her release, but he was not ready to give it to her. Not just yet.
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