Draco had not expected the welcome he received upon apparating to Granger's flat. She had been waiting for him, it seemed, by her nakedness and the swiftness of her attack. Her hands were running through his hair as she sniffed his neck before commenting, "I miss this smell on my body."
His reaction was instinctual as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her flush, moving one hand toward the back of her neck while the other slipped down her backside. She had pulled her hair back, permitting easy access to her neck as he reciprocated her form of seduction. Running his nose across her neck, he inhaled deeply and responded, "Let us mark each other immediately, then." She giggled as he squeezed her butt cheek and Draco wondered at the direction their night was taking. Unlike all their previous lust-filled interludes, she seemed to solicit a playfulness tonight. The liveliness of her attitude and the eagerness for his smell allowed him hope. He decided to test her mood. "Tell me, my sexy witch, what part of your body smells the least like me, and needs claiming first?" He released his hold to step back and examine her beauty, but Hermione tightened her grip in his hair and pulled his head to hers, kissing him with a need he dared not question. He traced his hand down her waist to her thighs. She had anticipated the move and leapt on him, wrapping her thighs tautly around his waist. She let out a sigh as she pushed her tongue into his and moved her opened, naked midsection against his clothed but hardened penis. Draco enjoyed this sexually aggressive Granger far too much to spare a moment as he began to carry her to her room. Their lips did not break contact as he walked—a misplaced decision when considering the manner in which Hermione decorated.
He stumbled over a pile of books causing a forward fall to her floor. She would have been injured more had he not tried to brace their impact, extending one hand out as the other held her. As it happened, Hermione was stabbed in the back by a hard book cover which stung greatly. Draco suffered a fractured wrist.
Unfortunately, the fall quickly expunged them of their lust.
As she flinched and rubbed her back, she sat upright and turned to him. He was already on his knees, holding his wrist as he stared at her. "Are you alright?"
"I feel betrayed, but besides that, I have suffered far worse. You?" She was assessing the movement of his hand around his wrist.
He smiled at her slight for her love of books while he fumbled in his robe for a potion in his pocket. She moved closer to him and slid her hands inside his robe. "What potion am I looking for?"
He paused in his movement to observe her. Hermione's breasts bounced slightly as she moved her hands against his robe. She was focused, but the moment felt intimate in a way he could not explain with words. With his good hand, he lifted her chin. She stopped her search, her eyes full of questions. Draco lowered himself and touched his lips against hers, gently. He thought he saw watery eyes as he pulled away, but she once again busied herself looking for his potion.
"It's in my left pocket, blue potion."
She pulled it out and held it up to the light, examining it before looking back at him. "What potion is this?"
"It is my own concoction, Granger. I call it Skele-mend." She laughed, confusing him. "What is so funny about the name?"
Hermione handed him the potion and moved away from him. "Nothing is funny about the name. I was just reminded of the time Professor Lockhart tried to mend Ron's broken arm and instead he removed the bone." She laughed again. "It wasn't funny then, but for some reason it is funny now."
"And that is precisely why I use a potion instead of a spell. Spells can go wrong."
She stopped laughing. "So can potions."
"Not when I concoct them." He smirked at her. "Granger, you have examined it long enough. Please hand me my potion so I can heal."
Instead of the potion, she stood and offered her hand. He stared at her, dubious to her motive. "You are making me feel uncomfortable, Draco."
He grabbed her hand and stood. She did not release his hand, and instead led him to her room. "Granger, contrary to popular belief, a broken wrist does hurt. It also needs mending."
"I know that." She led him to her bed and gently pushed him down. As he lay there, looking at her ceiling, he felt her hands travel to his trousers, causing him to raise his head and watch her. "I am a little disappointed our moment was lost, and since I am feeling brave, I suggest you not question my actions." She removed her hands from his body and retrieved her wand before casting away his clothes.
He dropped his head and looked back at her ceiling. "Since when do Gryffindors feel brave? I had assumed it was a perpetual—"
Her tongue pressed against his flaccid penis would deflect any wizard from his current thought. He raised his head in time to see her wrap her mouth around him and slide down so her lips pressed against his pubic bone. The image aroused him, and he wondered if Granger could take all of him in like that if he was fully erect. As he hardened, she slid her mouth up and down a few more times before removing her mouth and licking his length. She circled his shaft with her tongue before sitting upright. He wanted to tell her to continue, but the move surprised him and pleasured him enough to leave him speechless.
"Here is your potion. I thought I could distract you while you healed." She levitated the blue vial to him as he subconsciously pushed his pelvis up in need for more of her. She smiled at his desire and moved her hand to hold him, pumping him too slowly as she spoke. "Drink up, Draco." She moved her other hand to insert a finger inside herself before pulling it out and showing the fluid to him. "Look how much my body needs to be filled. Hurry and drink up. I want much more of last night." After the imperative she bent back down and wrapped her mouth around his full erection. She couldn't engulf all of him as she had previous, but the tight grip of her mouth lubricating him with her motions sufficed.
He drank the potion and dropped his head, letting out a low moan. "Granger, it only takes minutes for me to heal." He said it to appease her need, but she understood something different.
"Is that a challenge, Draco Malfoy?" He could not suppress the smile, nor the groan he released soon after when her mouth closed around him once again. While she bobbed, one hand traced up his thigh to his chest as she splayed her hand across it. There was a cold trail left on his body from the path her wet middle finger made against his skin. It seduced him as he thrust himself into her unexpected mouth. She gagged, unprepared to take more of him.
"Sorry Granger." He lifted his head to see her reaction, but she was focused and already running her tongue around his head. The sight of the petite witch, bent over him with her bottom in the air, eyeing his penis as she held him and licked him stirred Draco to heightened desires. He was glad she had chosen to pull her hair back, else he would have been denied such a lovely view. He sat up, forcing her to crawl forward to keep him in her mouth. "Fuck!"
She paused to laugh while his dick remained inside her, only causing him to want her more. When she began to move up and down again, he traced her back and moved his hands to cup her breasts. He messaged them, softly before gently pinching her nipples simultaneously. The move elicited a groan from Hermione and she began to move faster, in rhythm with her hand, which had wrapped around his base. He kept his left fingers pinched on her nipple as his right hand traced down her back and to her cheeks. As he squeezed her bum, he said lowly, "I'm fully healed now, Granger."
She responded by traveling to the tip and pushing her tongue against his opening before pulling away. "I thought you would want me to finish." She was upright, her knees spread open before him. His hands had strayed from her nipple and backside to grip her waist.
"I do." He pulled her midsection over him. "But I want to enter you more." With that, he forced her hips down as he thrust himself up, aggressively joining their bodies. She let out a cry, but her collapse on to him was one of immense pleasure. Draco smirked at the conquest and held her hips as he pushed his pelvis up. "Granger, you are so wet. I didn't know sucking me would be such an efficient lubricant."
She was breathing hard against his chest. "Well, now you do."
The comment was too much; he could feel himself losing control. "Granger, I can't wait. I'm sorry." He pounded into her, feeling her breasts bounce with his forceful rhythm before succumbing to his release in a few more thrusts.
She remained on top of him as his energy drained. He rubbed his fingertips across her back, feeling her heart beat against his chest. Neither spoke.
As their bodies cooled, his ability to speak renewed. He pulled his shrinking penis out of her and was surprised she protested the move, laying at his side. "I'm sorry, Granger."
She let out a staccato laugh. "Sex can still be good, even if I don't finish." The statement puzzled him and he turned sideways on her bed to face her. "I'm hesitant to admit this, but I liked how much you needed my body."
He remained stoic, partly because he was at a loss to how to interpret her comment.
"With that said, I have a favor to ask." She turned to face him, running her hand along his collarbone.
"Your timing is appropriate; I am in your debt."
A small smile graced her lips, but she would not meet his eyes. "I want you to come with me when I visit my parents tomorrow."
"You should tell me about these visits in advance, Granger."
"You obviously don't know how the MLE works. We get a specific amount of time off with every completed mission. Before the rule was enacted, several Aurors were making tiny mistakes and ruining missions because of exhaustion. I completed my mission this afternoon. One of my easier ones, actually." She dropped her hand.
"How long is the visit?"
"I have four days off."
"Is this what you do with every holiday?"
When she responded, it was almost a whisper. "It is the only time I can see them. You should understand why I find it so precious."
He thought about his upcoming meetings. He would have to reschedule with Dr. Shiang. "I can come." She sighed and grinned. He had not realized she thought he would deny her. "Is there new information I should know?"
"No. We are still couple very much in love." With that statement, she placed her head and hand atop his chest. Her stray hairs tickled his neck. The move reminded Draco of a dim memory of something familiar. He embraced her in a physical attempt to retrieve a clearer recollection.
The hold had a different effect on Hermione as her hand strayed down his body. "Draco," she began. "I need more." She kissed his neck, pushing herself into him. "There are still places your scent has not claimed."
Despite her seductive words, something in the back of his memory kept trying to resurface. It bothered him that he was at a loss. But then Granger grabbed his hair and pulled him down to her right breast. As he suckled her, other needs trumped the cloudy memory. He rubbed his hands against her back before pushing her into him. She moaned quietly and wrapped a leg around him.
"Draco," she said breathlessly. "Stay with me tonight. Don't go home. We can leave for Perth from here. I still have all your Muggle clothes."
He switched his attention to her left breast, circling her nipple before licking it. "Whatever you want, Granger."
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