Happy New Year everyone. Sorry this update took so long. Here's a chapter of literally nothing but smut in apology.
I hope you enjoy.
DPOV
"Granger, you look great, like always. Would you stop fussing? We're already late."
She snorted, rolling her eyes as she smoothed her hands over the silver silk dress that I'd wanted to peel off her since the second she put it on. It hugged her frame deliciously, and there was no way I was making it through this New Years party without sneaking her away for a moment and shagging her senseless.
I'm sure the thought alone would be highly frowned upon by the brilliant witch in front of me, but I knew that it wouldn't take much convincing. She'd surprised me at the pub when she'd literally let me fuck her at that table - sneaking away for a moment couldn't be that difficult to convince her of.
Besides, it was Zabini's party anyway.
"I can't believe I'm wearing this." she said, turning to look at herself in the mirror from all angles.
Her hair was piled into an intricate yet somehow slightly messy looking updo, a few curls spilling free and framing her face. The entire back of the dress was cut out, showing off her dragon tattoo - which made me want to fuck her even more - along with an eyeful of her creamy skin. The dress fell just above her knees, the silky material clinging to her curves. The front showed a slight bit of cleavage, enough that the crystal teardrop necklace she wore was framed sinfully, and the sleeves were long and made of a sheer silver fabric. The heels that adorned her feet were Gryffindor red - as they most often were - and it did magical things to her already perfect arse.
Salazar, why did she want to go to this stupid party anyway?
"You look stunning, love." I said, standing from my spot at the edge of the bed where I'd been watching her, moving instead to wrap my arms around her waist from behind as I pressed a kiss to her shoulder.
She smiled, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror as she said, "You don't look too bad yourself, Malfoy."
Her words may have been blasé, but the heat in her eyes spoke volumes.
I squeezed her hips for a moment, pressing a kiss behind her ear as I murmured, "There's no way I'm going to be able to watch you in this little dress all night and not pull you away."
I smirked at the sound of her breath hitching and decided in that moment that I was going to have a bit of fun before the party. We were already late, what was another few minutes?
"Can you imagine it, Granger?" I asked, trailing my hands up from her hips to cup her breasts over the fabric of her dress.
Gods, she wasn't wearing a bra.
She arched forward into my touch, nipples pebbled and pressing against the palms of my hands as I massaged her breasts.
"You look beautiful like this." I murmured, moving one hand to slip beneath the hem of her dress and stroke the lacy material of her panties - panties that I knew were a deep emerald green.
The thought made my cock twitch as I slipped my fingers beneath the waistband to find her already wet.
She was always so fucking responsive.
"Malfoy, we're already late." she panted half-heartedly, "We shouldn't."
"I think we should." I countered, ghosting my fingers over her clit and earning another breathy moan from her as I applied steady pressure, occasionally dipping down to finger her before returning to her clit.
"Oh gods," she gasped, "Malfoy, we -"
Before she could attempt to argue with me again, I spun her around, crashing my lips against hers in a heated clash of teeth and tongues as I pushed her back into the nearest wall, wasting no time dropping to my knees in front of her. Before she could protest, I had the skirt of her dress pushed up over her hips, her panties pulled to the side, and my mouth working over her cunt in quick strokes.
"Oh my - fuck, Malfoy!" she gasped, one of her hands immediately going to my hair as she gently rocked against my mouth. "Oh Merlin, that's so good."
Her words just spurred me on further, and I moved my hands to her arse, squeezing the lush cheeks as I pulled her closer, devouring her entirely.
She was chanting a mixture of my name and a slurry of curse words as her body began to tense, and I knew she was close to falling over the edge.
I groaned against her cunt, sucking her clit into my mouth and rapidly flicking my tongue over it. It didn't take long - seconds maybe - before she was coming, my name leaving her lips in a shrill gasp.
She immediately yanked me up, crashing her lips against mine, her tongue exploring my mouth to taste herself there like the dirty girl she was - my dirty girl.
It took me a moment to realize that her hands were fumbling with my belt, and I caught her hands in mine as I pulled away from her to say, "We don't have time for -"
"If we had time for that, we certainly have time for you to fuck me into this wall, Draco Malfoy." she said firmly, pushing my hands away as she went back to unbuckling my belt and undoing my trousers.
"Granger -" I was cut off by my own groan as her delicate hands pushed my trousers and pants a bit down my hips, freeing my cock to her exploration.
As she began slowly pumping my aching cock, I couldn't help but buck into her hand, seeking more.
Salazar, I always wanted more with her.
She nudged at my shoulders in an attempt to get me to step back, no doubt to drop to her knees like I'd done with her, but as much as I loved her mouth, I didn't want that now.
"I'm going to fuck that pretty little pussy of yours, love." I said with a smirk, "Right up against this wall."
Without waiting for a response I lifted her up so that her legs were wrapped around my waist and her back was against the wall. I wasted no time slipping into her warm heat, cursing under my breath at how fucking perfect she was.
"Malfoy," she gasped, her arms around my neck as I began slow, deep thrusts.
HPOV
I was absolutely certain that no matter how many times Malfoy and I did this, I would never get used to it. I would never become accustom to the utterly overwhelming feelings that came with being with him in this way.
And Merlin, I loved it.
"Fuck - oh my gods, right there." I gasped, hardly able to catch my breath as he repeatedly hit my g-spot, his fingers digging into my thighs as he held me up.
"Are you going to come, Hermione?" he murmured roughly, pressing heated kisses to my neck and chest.
"Yes!" I shrieked, the tension in my core exploding as I moaned and shook against him.
He growled, pulling us away from the wall and walking over to his bed. He set me down on the bed, putting a hand on my chest and pushing back so that I was laying flat, surrounded by fluffy pillows and soft sheets, my dress pooled around my hips.
"Malfoy, we really don't have time." I argued, although at this point I really couldn't care less. The way he was looking at me - Merlin, sod Blaise's party. The only person I really cared to spend New Years with was right here.
He crawled on top of me, dropping down so that his weight was on his forearms, his hard cock nudging my slick entrance as he said, "We always have time for this...but I can stop if you'd like." The smirk on his face was sinful, and I was done arguing about something that I definitely wanted to do.
"I want you."
"Do you?" he murmured, gently rocking his hips against mine so that his cock slid sinfully against my clit.
I couldn't stop my moan, digging my nails into his shoulders, but I managed, "Fuck the party."
He paused in his rocking, his eyes studying mine intently before he murmured, "You're serious."
It wasn't a question, but I nodded nonetheless.
His groan rumbled through his chest, tantalizingly teasing my aching breasts as he said, "Thank fuck."
He didn't waste anymore time, sliding into me in one slow, deep thrust.
I shattered immediately.
"Oh my Gods!" I shrieked, my body shaking against his as he continued his slow, deep strokes.
"That's right, little witch. Take everything I have to give you." he grunted, his groin stroking my clit in a way that was almost painful, but it was so, so good.
"Malfoy," I gasped, my hands tangled in his hair as he pressed heated kisses against the column of my neck before straightening out and lifting one of my legs over his shoulder.
"Fuck," I gasped, hands fisting in the sheets as he fucked me so perfectly.
"Tell me how it feels," he murmured, his fingers digging into my thigh as the other claimed purchase on my hip, pushing and pulling me against him, "Tell me how it feels to have my cock inside your perfect little cunt."
I couldn't help my moans, nor could I keep them contained. With this new angle he was hitting that perfect spot over and over and over again, and the cocky bastard knew it.
"So good, so good, so good." I groaned, moving one of my hands to tease my clit, but he slapped my hand away with a growl.
"No." he said, leaning forward so that his palms were flat on the bed either side of my head, my leg still over his shoulder.
"Please," I begged, my voice foreign to my own ears, "Please, Malfoy. I'm so close."
He groaned, speeding up the thrusting of his hips, slamming into me roughly, and moments later I was seeing stars, my magic crackling around the two of us as he continued slow, lazy thrusts through my orgasm.
"You feel so fucking good coming around my cock." he grunted, his lips pressed against my temple before pulling up and out of me completely.
I immediately missed feeling him, but I didn't get to mourn the loss for long, because once he'd flipped me around so that I was on all fours he was sliding home once again.
He landed a sharp smack to my ass, and it had me gushing onto his cock, surprising both of us.
"Oh, so my little witch really is a dirty girl." he murmured, leaning forward to bite and nip at my neck and shoulder.
When he slipped one hand around me to toy with my clit I couldn't help the sharp gasp of yes, pushing my hips back to meet his harsh thrusts.
"You're so wet," he murmured against my neck, "So hot, so tight...so fucking perfect. Mine."
He emphasized the last word with a particularly hard thrust that nearly had me coming undone again, but he abruptly pulled out, spanking me a few times before he was pushing back inside.
He was absolutely driving me insane. He was so in tune with my body that I really couldn't believe it - but after all this time and the way our magic was flowing around us was proof enough.
Suddenly he wrapped my hair around his fist, tugging so that my back was pressed against his chest as I balanced on my knees. I threw one arm around his neck, the other against his hip.
He let go of my hair, sliding an arm around my stomach to hold me against him as the other toyed with my breasts, pinching plucking, molding -
"You feel so good, so fucking good." I panted, my head falling back against his shoulder.
He used the opportunity to kiss and suck at my neck, his fingers digging into my skin in a way that I knew would leave bruises - and I wanted every single one of them.
"I want you to come for me, Granger." he groaned, sliding the hand that'd been on my breasts down between my legs, stroking my fevered flesh in rhythm with his frenzied thrusts, and I didn't stand a chance.
My body arched against his, his name falling from my lips in a scream as I shook against him. I could feel myself drenching his impossibly hard cock and the mattress below us, but before I could be embarrassed about learning I was a fucking squirter, Malfoy was snarling behind me.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, you're so fucking perfect. Oh my gods."
I thought for sure that he was going to come then, but he pushed me forward, off his cock, before grabbing my ankles and flipping me over as though I weighed nothing.
He dipped his head between my legs again, stroking the fevered flesh with his tongue - and I couldn't breathe.
Everything was so intense and sensitive and - Gods he was going to make me come again.
He ate me like a man starved, like he wanted to invade every bit of me so that no part of my body didn't bear his touch, his claim.
I couldn't keep my hips from jerking off the bed, and instead of pinning me down as he usually did, he simply slipped his hands to my ass, holding my hips off the bed and up to his face as he continued feasting on me.
Moans and gasps fell from my mouth in equal measure, the pleasure almost blinding as he drew little figure eights over my clit.
"Draco, oh my gods, Draco." I gasped, vaguely aware of my magic lashing out and shattering something - a picture? a glass?
I had no idea. I could't focus on it.
My entire body was drawn so taut that I thought I'd cry if he stopped.
With his fingers digging into the soft cheeks of my ass, his mouth hungrily kissing, nipping, and licking my cunt, I came - hard.
The growl of delight that rumbled through him only made me wetter, and I couldn't stop myself from yanking him up to me.
"You're fucking stunning." he murmured, trailing his fingertips along my cheek, down my neck, and to the valley between my breasts. "Captivating."
When his lips claimed mine this time they were soft, and when he slid into me there was no urgency in his movements. It seemed like he had all the time in the world to spend here, with me. Party be damned.
Somehow this was even more intense. I could feel every part of him as he sensually moved above me, his lips soft against the curve of my neck, hands either side of my face.
"I love you." he murmured against my skin.
The building heat in my core was overwhelming, but I managed to gasp out the words, "I love you too."
"I'm going to come." he groaned, slipping a hand between our bodies to stroke my clit, "I want you to come with me."
Not even a second later I was coming, and he was coming with me, a deep growl of my name on his lips as he shook above me.
After a few moments of catching our breath, I managed to say, "That was...gods..."
Malfoy smirked, pressing a light kiss to my lips before rolling off me to the side, "Intense?"
I laughed, nodding in agreement as I looked to the clock on the wall.
11:53
"Well we certainly missed the party." I said with a chuckle, rolling over to cuddle into his side.
He draped an arm around me and said, "Well worth it, Granger."
I couldn't help but agree.
"I wanted to ask you something." he said slowly, his fingers lightly combing through my hair.
"Ask away." I said, suppressing a yawn as I snuggled closer to him.
"Do you like it here?"
"Of course. You're here, Brill's here - besides, it's beautiful."
I felt him nod before pressing a kiss to the top of my head, "And you know that I love you, right?"
I frowned, pulling away from him a bit so that I could look at him, "Of course. What's going on, Draco?"
I could tell that the tops of his cheekbones were tinted pink, but he asked, "What do you think about moving in here?"
My eyes widened and I couldn't keep the shock from my voice as I asked, "You're serious? You want to live with me?"
"I know that you probably think it's too soon and that we don't know each other well enough and -"
"Stop." I interrupted softly, "I don't think that at all. I love you, Malfoy. If you're sure that you want me here, I'd love to move in."
The smile that bloomed across his face made a smile of my own form, and before I had the chance to say anything else he was pulling me into a kiss.
What a lovely start to the New Year.