Author's Note

So when I originally posted I said it was going to be a one shot but I couldn't stop writing. I don't know where this story is going to go ultimately but I am enjoying joining Hermione and Draco on their ride! ;)

I will continue to write and post as I continue on, and if I figure out how this story is going I will post a more frequent posting time. I hope you enjoy as much as I enjoy writing.

PS I am not JK rowling secretly on her under a pen name, so these are all still her characters!

Chapter Two

I have had dreams of moments like this. Moments that happened, and ones that never did. To feel his lips on mine again. To feel them pressed again the most tender places on my body. I would imagine it was him touching me anytime Ron and I were together.

I pull away quickly as reality comes washing over me.

"Wait.." Even as I am pulling away he holds me close.

"Wait for wait? I have waited long enough. I have dreamt of kissing you again. Please… Let me enjoy this even if it is just for now." His eyes are pleading with me. Saying things he isn't speaking aloud. I don't know what my face is expressing but he takes it as a silent yes. He is kissing me again.

His hands are tangled in my hair, tugging it lightly enough to make me moan. He always knew exactly what to do.

My hands wrap themselves back around him, softly tracing their way down.

His tongue slides into my mouth and I immediately react sliding mine into his, enjoying the feel of us intertwining. He pulls me in closer to him, even though I don't know how much closer we could be at this point. He has a fist full of my hair wrapped in his right hand and now his left is making its way underneath my shirt skirting the bottom of my bra.

I have to pull away.

"Draco… I…." I don't even know what I am going to say, but I feel like we should stop before this goes any further. He kisses me again, gently.

"Hermione… Please shut up."

I blush at the bluntness of his words.

He is kissing both my red hot cheeks.

"I… I am sorry love. I have wanted this for so long, please just let me?" He's pulled back so he is locking eyes with me. I am searching his eyes for the right answer. Is there a right answer to any of this? I find myself nodding.

His eyes spark with raw passion and he is kissing me again.

My thoughts are swirling in my head but I put them aside. I was going to savor whatever was happening now

He is kissing me with such passion I am sure once he's done my lips will be swollen. I do not care. I am returning everything he is giving me.

His hands are back underneath my shirt, this time snaking to my back unhooking my bra. I feel myself shiver because I know what is happening next, and I do not have the strength or want to stop it.

He pulls his hands down to the bottom of my shirt and tugs it over my head, my bra going with it. My chest is heaving and I am nervous.

We had done this so many times but this is different, I somehow feel more vulnerable. I bite my lip.

"Do you still trust me Hermione?" He says breathlessly as he watches me bite my lip as my chest is heaving.

I simply nod, I don't know if I could find my voice right now.

He wraps me in his arms and lifts me up and has me on the couch nearby and as he places me down he is ripping off his clothes.

He has kept up with his physique, his body is almost exactly what I remembered as. What I would fantasize when I was touching myself.

This thought automatically makes me blush as I have never acknowledged it before.

He raises a single eyebrow at me.

"Oh come, this isn't anything you haven't seen before." He says this and his dick twitches up at me.

Should I tell him? Oh God. My cheeks are just getting redder as I think more about it.

"I… This is always what I pictured whenever… Whenever I touched myself." My sentence started off rocky but I finished with a strong resolve. I have nothing to be embarrassed about, it is entirely natural to maserbate.

.He has a stupid grin on his face now, but his eyes still have all the fiery passion.

"Take off your pants. Show me."

He is practically commanding me, and I can't help but be turned on.

I slide off my pants and underwear and I am not fully exposed to him on the couch he placed me on.

My hand starts it's way down before I can even think.

I am throbbing from how turned on I am that I can't resist giving him what he has demanded. I suddenly need a release and so I start letting my fingers do what they have quickly learned to are sliding in between my folds and I feel the starting tingles building up inside of me.

"Fuck"

I look up at Draco watching me and he is touching himself.

It makes me stop and he proceeds to get onto his knees in front of me.

He starts kissing the inside of my thighs and I shiver from the intimate contact. I haven't felt this sort of intimacy in so long.

"Hermione," he looks up at me from inside my thighs," I have always loved you."

And then his tongue is making its way in me, and as it happens even if just for now I am in pure bliss