Draco's Office

Draco stared at his office door, willing for the day to be over. He couldn't get the events of that party out of his head. Of course, fucking Potter had ruined his chance of getting inside Hermione's pants. Well, further inside. He'd had her panties balled in his hand, yet the second that knock came through she jumped sky high, grabbing her shirt and shorts off the floor and rushing into the bathroom as he tried to button up his pants, grumbling while putting his shirt back on.

He sat at his desk, only half concentrating on the report that was in front of him. He worked in the Department of Magical Finance and recently he was wondering if he could've picked a more boring job. Not that he minded. It was better than trying to ignore the world at the manor. Precisely why he brought the townhouse in the first place. It was small, compared to the manor everything was small, but it was the perfect space for him. He felt normal, there.

Though, thinking of his home, and his room, his thoughts were instantly drawn back to that night. He groaned, thinking of the way Hermione had just moulded herself to him, breast pressed against his chest. The memory of how fucking wet she was for him had him hard in his seat. He glanced down at the report. It could wait.

He grabbed his wand, silencing and locking the room has he unbuttoned his pants with his free hand. The muggles may be useless for a lot but at least their fashion made it easier for him to do this. He leaned back in his office chair, and thought back to their first encounter.

Hermione was on her knees in front of him, slowly inserting that purple vibrator of hers into her beautiful cunt. Of course she'd faced away from him, this was him threatening to ruin her reputation over her toy collection. He couldn't help but groan as he heard her soft moans as she moved the small toy in and out of herself.

He fisted his cock at his desk, deciding to take a leisurely pace. He slowly stroked himself to the memory, his other hand moving down to massage his balls.

He'd gotten up and went over to the box. He knew she said not to touch her, but control was not something he had where she was concerned. Especially as those moaned increased. He plucked the ruby heart butt plug from the box,inspecting it before taking some of her lube and pressing it into her waiting asshole. Her resulting moan made breaking that rule well worth it. He stepped back, admiring his work while palming his growing erection. He might have to break that rule again.

His pace on his cock increased. He groaned out loud, glad he silenced the room. It wouldn't do well to have his boss come in now, as he spat on his hand and returned his attention to his cock. Regardless he wouldn't stop even if the man barged in here with the minister himself.

She'd replaced the vibrator with a much bigger toy. Smaller than him still but he was nonetheless. "Yeah Granger show me how you stretch yourself" The words had been out of his mouth before he even thought. It was debasing, just watching her like this. Her moan was enough approval he needed as he stepped into her space again, taking the dildo from her hand and pumping it inside her for her. Her hips moved of their own accord, back into his awaiting hand.

His groans became louder, his breath labored as he began to thrust his hips into his eager hand. He wished Granger was here to reenact their night, either of those nights really, preferably finishing what they'd started last Friday. He wanted her perfect cunt squeezing him for all he was worth, while he fucked her in all the ways his mind could come up with and more.

He'd taken the toy out. She'd muttered something about the party and he had just thrust himself inside her. Initially she tried to move away but once he was fully sheathed her moans grew louder as she begged for him to fuck her. His thrust were harsh as he drowned in the feeling of her sweet cunt wrapped around him. He remembered toying with that heart, pulling the plug out entirely then spitting on it and thrusting it back into her. He was behaving like an animal and she was letting him.

He could feel himself getting close, groaning out her name as he trusted into his hand faster. He didn't care what he looked like. He felt like a bitch in heat, desperate for his release.

He'd pulled out of her, taking that heart with him. And soon he was thrusting into her ass, as she begged for more. So he gave her more. He gave her that vibrator and she slipped it in without a single complaint. He pulled her up by her hair, wrapping an arm around her waist as he pummeled into her, feeling the vibrations in her cunt through the thin muscle separating his cock from that area. She'd cried out as she came, going limp in his arms as he thrust into her a few more times, before biting her shoulder as he came inside her tight ass.

Draco looked down at his com covered hand, before using his free hand to grab his wand and clean up the mess. He straightened himself out, checking his pocket mirror to make sure he didn't look like he just ran a marathon in his work clothes. Once he was done he finished signing off on that last report, finally having a clear head. He waved his wand and the time showed bright as day. 5:30 PM. Finally it was time to go pay Granger a visit. He had a sinking suspicion she'd be working late, and he still had her panties. He figured she'd want them back.