Backwards
By AuraAuthor
Follow up to Draco Denied because a guest reviewed wanted to see where that went
She had taunted him and had pushed him out of her office with his cock hanging out of his pants. She knew there would be retribution, but she had enjoyed the moment so much she couldn't bring herself to care. It was his fault anyway! What kind of pompous arsehole strolls into a woman's office and offers to fuck her to help her relieve some stress?
Sure, he was good looking, she wasn't blind. But he was an arrogant arse that thought he could have any woman at the first glance of his come-hither eyes. She wasn't such a woman. She managed quite well with her own hands and there was always an electric friend if she wanted to purchase such a toy. Why was she even thinking about this anymore? She knew why of course. She hadn't seen him since the event and she was rather nervous about what was going to happen when she came across him again.
"Sorry I'm late," Ginny rushed out as she approached the café table. "James is going through a bit of an attachment phase. It's getting harder and harder to leave him with anyone besides Harry."
"Did you tell Draco Malfoy that I needed help getting the stick out of my arse?" she asked before Ginny even had a chance to pull the chair out from the table.
Ginny's eyes widened, but she calmly pulled out the chair and sat with poise. "I might have suggested he take you to dinner and then use his so-called skills as a sex god to help you relieve some stress yes."
Hermione huffed.
"Oh, come on Hermione! After Ron came down with dragon pox you were burning the candle at both ends helping to take care of him and working full time. You could have used the recreation and I stand by my suggestion," Ginny said in a rush. "You're a better woman than I am, volunteering to help take care of him when mum and Lavender couldn't handle it anymore."
"He's my best friend."
"He's Harry's too, but you didn't see him running to his bedside," Ginny said gruffly. "And the one evening that I spent with him I wanted to suffocate him with a pillow to put all of us out of our misery!"
Hermione chuckled at that thought. "But Malfoy? Really?"
"It was a moment of frustration Hermione. He was by the house to see Teddy and I had just gotten through with a floo call to you which lasted all of thirty seconds because you were rushing off to somewhere and he heard me muttering about how stressed you always were," Ginny said signaling the waiter they were ready to order. "He asked what was wrong with princess perfect and I told him nothing a good shag wouldn't fix. He added the other himself."
Hermione rolled her eyes and ordered a cobb salad with the dressing on the side and a glass of water with lemon. After the waiter left their table, she glanced back at Ginny mischievously. "Well he came to my office and said he was sent to replace the stick in my arse with his dick."
Ginny's mouth fell open. "He didn't! That arse! I'll hex him ten ways from Sunday when I see him next!"
Hermione laughed. "You don't have to Ginny. I, well, I worked him up pretty good. Unbuttoned his shirt and pulled his cock from his trousers, gave it a few good tugs."
"Hermione!" Ginny said in shock.
"Then I pushed him out of my office with his cock hanging between his legs and closed and locked the door. It was pretty brilliant I think."
Ginny was in shock for a moment before she started to laugh. "You didn't really? Hermione Granger what in the world!"
Hermione smirked. "I'm a little concerned because there hasn't been any retaliation on his part."
"Oh, who cares. What's he going to do? Tell me something though, was he big? I've heard talk, but I don't believe idle gossip."
Hermione blushed. "He was impressive."
MMMMM
Saturdays were lazy in the Granger household. After finishing up the laundry and changing her sheets, Hermione was now kicked back with a cup of tea and a new novel from a muggle author with Crookshanks curled up over her feet. A knock at the door to her flat startled them both. She wasn't expecting anyone so she approached the door cautiously. Standing on her tip toes to peer through the peep hole she saw the smirking face of Draco Malfoy.
"Open the door Granger," he said smugly. "I can hear you thinking on the other side."
She unlocked and opened the door slowly. He was holding a bouquet of wild flowers. "Malfoy?" she asked curiously.
"Hello darling," he said pecking her on the lips and strolling past her into her flat. "Sorry I haven't called. It's been a bit chaotic the last several days. Do you have a vase handy to put these in? I picked them because they reminded me of you, beautiful and chaotic."
She didn't speak, she just stared at him. He grinned at her and kept talking like it was a normal everyday occurrence. "Never mind darling, I'll just transfigure one. How was lunch with Ginny yesterday? I know you were looking forward to the girl time. But I'm glad to have you all to myself today."
"Crookshanks is here," she said dumbly and the kneazel strolled up to Draco and rubbed against his legs at the mention of his name.
"That's a good lad," Draco said running his fingers down Crooks' back. "I'm going to take mummy to the bedroom and have her all to myself or a bit. Just ignore the noises, yeah?"
"Malfoy," Hermione said.
"Granger," he replied.
"What in the bloody hell is going on? Why are you here and what are you doing?"
He smirked at her. "Come with me love. I'd rather show you what I want to do than tell you." He extended his hand to her and she numbly took it in her own.
"Is this your retaliation?" she asked quietly.
He pulled her to him and kissed her fiercely, licking at the seam of her lips begging for entrance to her mouth. She opened slowly for him and when he swept his tongue inside, she sighed at the pleasantry of the motion. He kissed her thoroughly. "There is no reason for retaliation," he said pulling away from her slightly. "You gave me exactly what I deserved. Now I'm going to give you what you deserve and then we are going to go to dinner. A bit backward I'll admit, but we aren't exactly normal kind of folks now are we Hermione."
She grinned at him. "I guess coming here means I can't push you out into a hallway with your cock hanging out of your pants."
He grinned at her. "Just desserts for an ill-fated plan. An action I justly deserved. I fully plan to make it up to you with at least four orgasms before we head to dinner."
"Just four?" she said smugly.
"Before dinner," he corrected before he took her by the hand. "Which way to your bedroom?"
"The only closed-door Draco," she said.
"Ruddy hell this place is tiny," he said pushing the closed door open and pulling her in behind him.
"It's just me and Crookshanks," she said, "why would I need a lot of space?"
"Just because you can have it," he answered before gripping the bottom of her oversized sweatshirt and pulling it over her head.
He gasped at the sight of her naked breasts before him and she giggled. "No need for a bra on Saturday," she whispered.
"Brilliant," he whispered back.
He pulled the tie of her cotton shorts and watched them drop to the floor revealing a neatly trimmed mound. "And no knickers either," he said licking his lips.
"Comfort is key," she said huskily reaching for him.
"Nope," he said, stopping her hands. "I'm going to make you come at least once before I remove an article of clothing."
"And how do you intend on doing that Mr. Malfoy?" she asked with heavy lidded eyes.
He moved behind her and pulled her hair away from her neck. He began slowly placing open mouthed kisses along her shoulder and collar bone, up her neck and to her ear. He suckled on her ear lobe while moving his long fingers down her chest and gently gripping her breast, tweaking the hardened nipple. He glanced around the room and decided that her reading chair would be the perfect place to make her come.
He pulled her behind him as he sat in the chair. He moved her onto his lap with her back firmly against his chest and her delectable bum brushing against his erection. He casually lifted each of her legs over the arms of the chair and hissed when he realized he could see her in the mirror, open and waiting for him. "Draco," she gasped before turning her head to take his mouth with hers.
"My sweet Hermione," he said against her mouth, while he allowed his fingers to drift down her chest and over her soft abdomen into the patch of brown curls that hid his treasure.
He stroked her outer lips slowly with two fingers and gathered her own arousal on his fingers before moving the same two fingers into her core. He used his thumb to flick across her clit and growled when she rocked against his hand. He kissed her fiercely and subconsciously allowed one hand to grasp her hair, pulling her face to his. "Draco," she moaned softly, rocking against his hand.
He turned her to face the mirror then and ran his hand over her left breast. "Look at you Hermione," he murmured in her ear. "Look at you so open for me and moving against my hand. You're beautiful like this darling."
She keened at his praise and began to rock faster against his fingers, her moist lips making a squelching sound with each movement. "You are so wet for me darling," he murmured. "I can't wait to see how you taste."
"Draco," she hissed out.
"Are you close love?" he asked, sucking at her ear lobe. "Don't come yet. Don't come until I tell you to pet. I'm not ready for this to be over yet."
She growled but slowed her rocking to ease away from her pending orgasm. "Such a good girl," he murmured again. "So willing to please, even when it's your pleasure that we are both after."
She rocked gently against his hand. "Draco please," she muttered desperately.
"Do you want to come pet?"
"Yes," she hissed out. "Please."
"The first of many," he said putting more pressure on her clit with his thumb. "Let me hear you Hermione," he whispered. "Let me hear you when you come."
She grunted and for a moment was lost to the pleasure that his fingers gave her. He continued to push with his thumb and she fucked herself on his fingers while he bit her shoulder. "Fuck Draco," she moaned out.
"All in good time pet," he said lapping at the love bite on her shoulder. "We've only just started."
She sighed as the quaking between her legs began to fade. "You promise?" she asked turning to kiss him again.
"On my magic," he said before grasping her cheek and kissing her soundly.
~FIN~
