I'm Yours
Chapter Fourteen: Untouched
Hermione was silent throughout the rest of dinner, her food lay untouched in front of her and Draco kept his mouth shut about her evasiveness while they were in the public restaurant. Soon they were standing in front of her apartment door, and she was noiselessly about to enter her flat, without a word to her alleged boyfriend.
With swift strong arms, he grabbed her around the waist and pushed her against the hallway wall. She looked up at him with big chocolate eyes, swirling with confusion and clouded with deep thoughts.
"What?" she asked his arms against each side of her head blocking her in, prison.
"You have been as quiet as the bloody dead since Daphne showed up, what the hell is wrong with you?" His voice was a practiced sneer, cold, and cruel, but Hermione showed no fear no emotion.
"Well why don't you go and date her!" Jealousy reared up into the woman's body like a green flame burning every piece of her skin, until she was blind with white rage. She pushed her small hands against his form, thrashing behind his man made bars, her personal jail, until he would let her loose.
The blonde man growled with frustration, feral, as he took both her hands and held them above her with only one of his hands.
"Now listen here you silly bint, I love you! Not Daphne bloody Greengrass, not Ava sodding Raines, nobody else except Hermione Granger… I love you!" his deep voice was low, smooth with constrained anger and it sent chills racing down the curly haired witch's spine, flaring across her arms and thighs.
The trunk filled with worries stopped its rattling for a second, becoming dead silent.
"You love me?" her soft voice was unsure.
"Well apparently Granger," he smirked and she scowled at the inappropriate timing for his dark humor.
She then smiled brightly up at him, her worries gone ...for now.
He dipped down to slant his lips against hers, her hands still trapped above her, his hand rested on the curve of her hip. His tongue invaded her mouth, and it searched her mouth twisting with hers in its own personal dance. He let her hands down so that he could lean her farther into her wall, his long lean body covering her small curvy one in the perfect harmony.
Her small hands twisted themselves into his platinum locks, pulling him closer, their spirits closer. He detached himself from her lips and began to run kisses along her smooth skin, down her jaw and neck leaving her breathless and gasping against his neck. Her fingers tracing the lines and dips of his back through his clothes, his long elegant fingers traced swirling designs on the smooth skin of her lower back causing her skin to fame.
Hermione's mind had gone blissfully blank, except for a memory of five years ago, when she had given in to Draco Malfoy, when she realized she loved him.
"I…Love you too," she gasped out, breathy, her voice lost into the depths of pleasure.
Draco pulled back his grey eyes like lighting, hot and striking. He let out a low moan before picking her up, and entering her apartment. They made it to the bed…barely.
He laid her down onto the bed, and they let themselves free.
Their minds lost to something so powerful and true that has lasted through the ages; the age old dance of lovers.
They connected on a level that is sacred and pure, yet also animalistic and rugged.
And when they toppled of the cliff of bliss together, they both knew deep inside that there would be no one else.
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The next morning Hermione woke up first, her mind was cloudy with sleep and for a moment everything was unclear. Then it all came rushing back to her in a swirl of hazy memories, she then realized her naked body was wrapped around her boyfriends, so she swiftly untangled herself. Draco slept on, his breaths deep and slow, his taunt chest rising with each breath.
She made her way to the shower, letting the hot water wash away her feelings. She curled up in a corner of the tub, letting the steam rise around her.
She let her mind go blank, and when her skin was pink from the heat she let herself get out, putting on a fake smile for her boyfriend.
Because she didn't know what she felt anymore.
I feel so untouched
And I want you so much
That I just can't resist you
It's not enough to say that I miss you
I feel so untouched right now
Need you so much somehow
I can't forget you
I've gone crazy from the moment I met you
-The Veronicas