So...some of you already know this, but my story got nominated to be in the finals for #IsItHotInHere16 Dramione Fanfiction Awards for Best Fluffy/Humor Fic.

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Chaoter 25: Midnight Delight

AN: I do not own anything from Harry Potter

Disclaimer: This chapter contains explicit sexual content

Draco pulled her close and kissed her passionately. Hermione forgot all the thoughts and worry that ran through her head and moaned as he kissed her, taking his time to explore her mouth, cheek and neck.

She pulled back slightly and raised her arms up and over her head. Draco smiled down at her and teasing her the whole way, slowly, ever so slowly brushed his fingers under the hem of her shirt and pulled it up until her removed it completely from her body.

Once he threw it over his shoulder behind him, he lifted his own above his head and smirked down at her. She bit her lip and did her own bit of teasing by skimming her hands up his abs and chest until she pulled the shirt over his head.

His hair was sticking up in every direction, he looked so cute she couldn't help but lean forward and kiss him. They divested the rest of their clothing. He lifted her up and she had no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist.

He carried her into the bathroom and into the shower. Once the water hit their skin he set her down on the tiled floor. They both hissed as the hot water his their skin, steam billowing all around them.

Draco reached behind her and grabbed her shampoo and squirted some into his palms and rubbed them together. He then proceeded to run them through her hair.

Hermione closed her eyes and moaned as he massaged her scalp. He leaned down and kissed her as his fingers worked their magic. She giggled when he pushed her backwards so that she was under the spray of the water, rinsing out the shampoo as the soapy suds ran down her sensitive skin.

Draco pushed her back even further until her back was against the tile wall and kissed her even more passionately, pressing his body against hers. They both moaned as their skin connected.

Breaking the kiss before things got too out of hand, Hermione put her palm against his chest and pushed his body away so she could wiggled out from against the wall and him. She moved around him so that she was standing behind him.

He stayed facing the shower wall, but his eyes tracked her every move. She smiled at him and grabbed the shower gel bottle and squirted some into her palms.

She started with his back, running her soapy hands over his skin. Unsure of what exactly she planned on doing with this. He looked at her over his shoulder and quirked an eyebrow in question. She shrugged.

"I'm just helping you wash you back. It's hard to reach sometimes." She said coyly.

He chuckled, but didn't say anything and let her continue her task. She ran her hands up and down his muscular back, learning all the contours of his shoulders and down his spine and even lower still down to his bum. But, she didn't allow her fingers to go down that far. Although she did look, and merlin she had a great view from where she was standing.

He had the body of a runner, muscular but not overly so, and lean but certainly not skinny or scrawny. She never would have thought he'd have a body like this underneath his school robes at Hogwarts.

She ran her hands up and over his shoulders and back down his arms, taking her time exploring. Something she hadn't really allowed herself to do before. The only other time they had been in this position she had given him complete control.

Growing braver with each slide of her soapy fingers, she moved her hands to the front of his torso. Running her fingers lightly over his ribs and pecs.

He hissed in a breath, "You're driving me crazy here, you know?"

She smiled but didn't commit. She leaned forward and rested her chin on top his shoulder and looked down so she could see where her hands were going. She moved lower, slowly running her fingers up and down his abs.

His breathing grew heavier with each stroke of her hands. He reached out and braised a hand against the wall in front of him as her fingers went lower still. Finally she reached all the way down and lightly ran fingers over him. Extremely unsure at how she was supposed to go about this.

He hissed out another breath and reared his head back, "Now you just killing me." He groaned.

She encircled her fingers all the way around him. He was larger than she remembered, though she never got a good look at him before, let alone touch him like this.

She hesitantly started moving her hand over him, letting all the soap suds run down his skin. His hand clamped down on top of hers and for a second she thought maybe she was doing it wrong and he wanted her to stop. When she was about to pull away he squeezed her hand and started moving his hand with hers, guiding her, showing her where to apply pressure, moving her fingers so they hit all the right spots.

Before long he released her hand and let her take control again. Trying to mimic what he had just showed her, she continued to move her hand over him, until his hips started moving in time with her movements.

She couldn't take her eyes off him. His free arm snaked behind her and pulled her to him so she was flush against his back. She applied a little more pressure and he stilled and then with a shuttering moan he came in a hot rush. She continued her movements until his shuttering stopped.

She stared down at him, amazed at what she had just done. She had done that to him, made him lose complete control. She had to admit, it was pretty empowering.

Draco, with his hand still leaning against the wall to support his weight looked over his shoulder at her. "Your next." He said in a husky voice.

Hermione bit her lip and smiled. She couldn't wait.

Before she could blink he had whipped around and pinned her against the opposite wall. She barely had time to register the cold tile against her skin, when his lips met hers in a hungry kiss. He then proceeded to show her the same attention she showed him with the magic of shower gel and talented fingers.

Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore he pulled away and she thought he was going to stop completely when he reached up behind her, taking the shower head out of its holder.

And with a wicked gleam in his eye he showed her exactly what he had in mind with it.

Once all the hot water ran out they finally made their way out of the shower. All the mirrors and glass in the bathroom were fogged over from the steam.

Grabbing a towel off one of the nearby hooks, Draco wrapped it around Hermione's body and rubbed away the wetness from her skin. She had the look of a sleepy kitten, and if she were feline, he would bet money that she would be purring now, she probably was regardless.

She grabbed the ends of her towel and secured it around her body. He watched as she made her way to the vanity and grabbed her hair brush and started untangling the mess of curls on her head. He was so tempted to walk up behind her and offer to brush out the curls himself.

Merlin, he loved her hair. There were times when it looked completely wild and untamed, but he knew once he ran his fingers through it, it would be soft as silk. He was just about to give in to his instinct and do just that when Crissy's baby monitor started going off letting the sounds of her soft crying fill the room.

Hermione paused mid stroke and looked over her shoulder at him. Bloody hell, he was so whipped as Blaise would say to him, that she didn't have to utter a single word and yet he would cave in to her every whim.

"I'll go check on her." He rolled his eyes playfully at her.

He grabbed his robe off the hook and tied it securely around his waist.

He came up behind her and kissed her neck. "Don't go anywhere, I still have plans for you yet."

And with that he left the room to check on their daughter.

Once Draco left the room, she took her wet towel off and threw it in the hamper and grabbed he robe off the hook behind the door. She continued to brush her hair out. If she didn't do it now before it dried, it would be a knotted mess that she would never be able to untangle. She had some special untangle hair serum somewhere, but she only used that when she wanted to style it for special occasions.

When she got the last tangle out, she listened to the baby monitor, it was quiet apart from the soft murmurings coming from Draco. He was probably trying to rock her back to sleep.

Maybe she should go and check on them. No, he has it under control, she told herself. She picked up her tooth brush and started to brush her teeth. What did he mean when he said he wasn't done with her yet? What else could he possibly have in mind?

She felt her face flush thinking about what just happened in the shower. And regardless of what they just did she still had butterflies in her tummy for what he had in mind once he got back.

The mirrors in the bathroom finally became defogged. She noticed Draco watching her from the door. She tried not to choke on her toothpaste.

Because, yep there was nothing sexier than trying not to choke on your toothpaste while brushing your teeth right now. But the look in his eyes said he didn't mind it.

She rinsed out her mouth and looked at him, "Was she okay?"

He pushed his body off the door frame and slowly started walking towards her with that wicked smirk of his. "She somehow managed to chuck that dragon of hers over the railing of her crib. And when she couldn't reach it she got upset. But other than that she is fine, already sound asleep."

She watched him in the mirror as he came up behind her. He wound his arms so that they encircled her waist. He took hold the ends of her belt and started to untie it, then letting the ends fall to her sides.

Hermione's heart was racing and her adrenaline pumping as she watched him. He started to part the front of her robe, but before he could reveal what was underneath, she paused his movements.

"What are you doing?" she asked him breathless, not entirely sure why she was stopping him, when all she wanted was for him to take her damn robe off and take her on the floor.

"Do you trust me?" he asked her, sounding just as breathless.

She didn't trust herself to say anything, afraid she would tell him to stop. So she just nodded.

His hands continued their movements, slowly moving her robe off her shoulders and own her arms, until it fell to the ground in a puddle around their feet.

And yep, there it was, he had her standing completely naked in front of mirror as he looked on. She should've been mortified, embarrassed and self-conscious, especially since she wasn't some hot 18 year old supermodel and not even close to some hussy with big fake breasts and pouty lips that poses in one of those nudey magazines that she found in Ron's room on summer.

No, she was a pregnant 20 something, where she was at the awkward stage where if you didn't know she was pregnant it would be hard to tell if she had a baby bump under her clothes or if she just ate a few too many baskets of fish and chips over the years.

But the way he was looking at her, taking in her body, lingering over her hips and her small breasts made her feel beautiful.

One of his hands wrapped around her waist the other roamed over her hip and down her thigh until he came to the back of her knee and with a little pressure got her to lift her leg up and drape it over the counter.

The position was a bit awkward because she wasn't very tall and she tried to ignore the fact that she kind of looked like a dog marking a tree or something, not to mention that she was completely exposed now to both of their viewing.

Now she really should've been self-conscious, but she wasn't. The robe Draco was wearing fell to the floor, joining hers. She was shaking with need so badly that she could barely hold herself upright.

A hand came up and cupped her breast. His lips kissed their way down the column of her throat. She couldn't hold back the groan that escaped her lips as he entered her from behind. Her eyes closed at the sensation of him being inside her.

"No, keep your eyes open. I want you to watch as I take you."

He sucked on her earlobe as he started to move. Her leg was propped up on the counter in a way that she had the perfect view of where they were connected intimately. The sight alone set her over the edge into a quivering mess.

Her arms, which were holding her upright threaten to give out. But, Draco held her up so she wouldn't fall forward. He took his time building her up more and more before he too finally tensed up and let go himself.

She didn't think she would be able to, but she kept her eyes open the whole time and so did he. It made everything they just did so much more passionate and intimate.

Draco slumped against her back, but not so much that he was crushing her. She could feel his hot breath against the back of her neck.

So much for taking a shower first. They were both slick with sweat and breathing as if they just ran a marathon.

Hermione broke the silence first. "Draco?" she tried to look over her shoulder at him, but couldn't turn her head.

"Hmmm?" was all he managed to get out.

"I can't move my leg. I think it fell asleep."

He chuckled and pulled back. Goosebumps caressed her skin as the heat of his body moved away from hers and the cool air hit her sweat slick skin. He gently pulled her leg off the counter and set it on the ground.

Draco turned her around slowly so that they were facing each other. They stared at each one another not saying anything for a few heartbeats. She didn't know who moved first, but the next second they were kissing each other as if they were starved for each other. She wrapped her arms around his next so she could get closer to him.

He hoisted her up, "Wrap your legs around me." He murmured against her lips.

She did as he asked and he quickly moved them to their bedroom. Not once breaking contact with their lips. He laid her on the bed and followed her down, gently laying down over her. She started moving her hips underneath him. She needed him closer, needed more pressure there.

"I need you again," she whispered.

He chuckled and continued to kiss her. "I know baby, just give me two minutes and then I'm all yours."

AN: Sorry, I know this chapter is short, but I wanted to get it out before the voting ends ;) And hopefully it somewhat fulfills all of your Dramione cravings for the time being. Hopefully I will get the next chapter up soon. Thank you again to all my fans for being patient and dedicated through out the years. It is because of you guys that I want to keep writing and finish this story. So Thanks again.

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