Another shameless plug for my completed story. It's called A Series of Kisses, and if you've been liking this one, you should like that one.
On a side note, I am not great at writing intimate scenes. Lemon Alert.
NUMBER TWENTY: USING LEGLIMANCY TO SPY ON DREAMS
Draco lie in bed, running the memory of the latest kiss through his head. He was still quite stunned at her daring. He never imagined that underneath that buttoned up image there lurked such a gorgeous sex-kitten. He sighed, and rolled over. He winced, and readjusted protecting himself. He was still quite aroused, and pondering whether to go take a cold shower. Draco rolled his eyes, leapt off the bed and started pacing. He finally growled, and headed for the bathroom. He was stepping into the water when a thought hit him. He smirked, and adjusted the temperature. As the water went from chilly to quite warm, he closed his eyes and whispered a spell.
Hermione was draped across a bed lying on her stomach. Draco's eyes widened as he saw the color of the bed curtains and blankets. She raised her head, and stared at him.
"I so hoped you would come." The girl came up onto her hands and knees and crawled towards the foot of the bed. She was wearing a lace up bustier, with a matching g string and stockings. She sat up onto her knees and looked at him, running a hand down her neck, between her breasts, trailing to her hip. The red fabric she was clad in shimmered under her fingers. He stumbled a step closer. She gave a perfect imitation of his smirk.
"See something you like Dragon-boy?" He grinned and went a little closer to her.
"Green bedding Granger?" His voice was throaty, and filled with lust. She held out a hand, and beckoned him closer. He walked to the bed. She backed up a bit, and he sat down next to her. He leaned close and caught her mouth with his own. A soft moan escaped her, and he took the opportunity to delve into her. He backed her up, until they were stretched out on the bed. Her hands danced across his shoulders, and she trailed down the back of his arm with her fingernails. A low groan escaped him. He broke the kiss and started fluttering his tongue across her throat. When he came to the top of the bustier, he took one of the ties in his teeth. Gently tugging, he untied the knot. He continued down, gradually revealing her breasts. He brushed the sides of the cloth away, and leaned, taking one dusky nipple in his mouth. He rolled the peak around, and Hermione gasped, arching off the bed. A soft whimper escaped her, and she grabbed his face, dragging him back up to her mouth. She pushed at his pants, and he kicked them, and his boxers off. He divested her of her knickers, leaving her stockings in place. He brought one hand down to her core, and hissed when he felt how hot and wet she was. He dragged one finger through the dampness, and ran it over the little nub of nerves at the apex of her legs. She moaned, and squirmed under his touch. She pushed him away a bit, and sat up. He looked at her questioningly, and she smiled. She pushed him down so he was lying down, then crawled down so she was sitting between his knees. His eyes nearly bugged out of his head when she bent, taking him into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the aching head of him, teasing the slit with her tongue. He nearly came off the bed as she took most of him in her mouth and started bobbing, using her hand to caress the part of his shaft she couldn't fit into her mouth. She continued for a bit until he felt he was about to burst. He finally grabbed her, dragging her back up his body, and locked his mouth onto hers. He flipped her on her back, and positioned himself carefully. He slid into her, and soon met with resistance. He opened his eyes and looked into hers. She nodded, and he smiled. He gently withdrew a little bit, then surged forward, breaking the barrier. He paused as she tightened her grip, digging her nails into him. Once she relaxed, he began thrusting. She wriggled under him, as he stretched every bit of her. She bit back a scream when he put his hand between them, and rolled her clit. He gasped as he felt her come undone around him. He began thrusting in earnest, and as he was about to come...
Draco found himself back in his own mind. The water was still beating down on him, and he could hear movement from her room. He quickly jumped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around himself. He retreated to his room as he heard her door slam open. He quickly dried off and pulled on a pair of black satin pajama pants. He picked his wand up as the banging began. He opened the door, to a wand in his face.
Hermione was seething as she grabbed him by the ear, dragging him into their common room. She was so angry that she didn't even realize that all she was wearing was a soft white tee shirt over a pair of black lace knickers. She shoved him at one of the couches. Her wand hadn't left his face.
"How DARE you MALFOY!" her chest heaved in anger, and he couldn't tear his eyes away. She finally lowered her wand and started pacing.
"I mean really, I knew that you were a jerk, but invading my dreams? And guiding them!" She spun towards him. He barely had time to dodge the hex that flew his way. He threw up a shield and scrambled around trying to hide from her.