Day Fifty-Five and Fifty-Six
*Day Fifty-Five*
Hermione woke up to an empty bed, the draperies waving with the soft breeze of the early morning. She found her wizard in his boxers, stretched out over the sunbed heavily leafing through their cruise book. A steamy cup of black coffee rested on the table next to him.
"What are you searching for?" Too lazy to make her own cup, her sight was still foggy, she sipped from the brew. Draco had mastered the art of making instant coffee by now.
He lifted an eyebrow at her audacity, "I'm looking for other ports with volcanoes. I won't be getting off at those." He took the mug from her grip and drank, silently defying her again to steal his hot beverage. The wind played with her messy curls and with the sun adding a golden layer to her brown tones, he also drank in the sight she formed dressed in her camisole and shorts, barefoot.
"Chicken," Huffing, Hermione went inside, heated her water with a flick of her wand and added some of the instant coffee. She returned to the balcony while stirring the dash of milk she had poured in at the last minute.
Draco lifted his legs so she could sit, resting his calves on her lap soon after. Hermione informed him, "Well, we're visiting Kagoshima, and there's two not far from it, the Kirishima and the Sakurajima. Then you have the Unzen Mountain at a distance from Nagasaki, the port we're visiting after Kagoshima."
"We're staying inside. I don't want to run for my life again." He closed the book with a bang, "Don't give me that face, did you enjoy the panic of having grey smoke hunting that perky arse of yours? It didn't want to feel how soft your skin is." Draco kept his features as stern as possible, but the twitch around the corners of his mouth sold him out. He stretched his hand, "What? Go on, laugh at me, please don't stop."
"You're adorable, you know that?" His witch crawled over his chest until her face was at the same level. "You are right, that was far from an experience I want to repeat. My father told me about the Pacific Ring of Fire, almost like an arc where many volcanoes are formed. He called it the Pacific Ring of Fire or Pacific Rim. The majority of the volcanoes are here."
"My father knows dark spells, dark potions and nothing about volcanoes. I bet he doesn't even know what those are." Lucius Malfoy's concern was limited to his wizarding society. He had visited the Egyptian Pyramids just because they hold a trace of ancient magic, his parents' travels always had something to do with wizardry.
"Listen, I believe they will be reaching out to the Japanese authorities to ensure their volcanoes are dormant at the moment. I can't imagine they will risk an evacuation again." Hermione accio'ed the day's programming. "Hey, Draco, they are doing a stargazing event tomorrow night. Do you want to do it?"
"Only to see if they are as good of astronomers as I am." He hadn't gazed at the night sky yet, while it was one of his interests. He thought that he should take advantage of open seas to watch the universe from his navigating position. He looked at the schedule, "I also spot a tango lesson today."
"Tango eh?" Her stomach growled, and she giggled, "Can we have breakfast first?"
"Let's feed my fiancee first." He sat the brunette on her feet, swatted her behind and pushed her inside before him, "I can't have my woman hungry."
-oOo-
Alejandro welcomed his gathering for the day with a joyful Como están? To Draco's annoyance, he saw Nicholai join the group with an older lady at his arm.
"Play nice, Draco. Don't let this be a tennis-lesson repeat." Hermione gave him her best version of begging eyes. Eyeing the woman from head to toe, the Gryffindor felt underdressed somehow despite her fitted blue dress. The lady at the Viking's arm wore a skintight red dress covered in sequins and walked around in high heels that Hermione couldn't wear without a decent softening spell.
"Her tits are the excellent work of a healer," Draco caught her despondent look and guessed immediately where the shoe pinched. "Those don't jiggle. I choose your natural beauty."
"Is the jiggling your test?" An incredulous line formed between her eyebrows.
"Blaise taught me how to spot the real deal." It had been a while since he thought about his Slytherin brother, but the smug feeling returned quickly. "Your bosom is perfect, and believe me," for that last bit, he leaned closer to her ear, "they jiggle."
Her comeback was muted by Alejandro's handclap demanding attention. She threw Draco a silent promise with a raised eyebrow and pursed lips, some jiggling activity would absolutely follow later. Nevertheless, the blond's praising comments about her figure lightened her mood considerably. Feeling a lot more confident, she paid close attention to the eight basic steps of tango.
Draco's talent for ballroom dances put his skill for clip dancing to shame. He caught up quickly when he needed to guide her between the slow and the quick steps. Dancing on the outer side before joining his feet together and letting Hermione elegantly cross her foot halfway into eight-count basic step.
"Now pay attention to this variation called the molinete, one of the passionate moves a woman can do circling her partner." Alejandro broke down the steps with his assistant Marta, showing how the woman circulated around the partner in a series of crossing feet and stepping wide to the side. At the same time, the man pivoted on his axis holding his partner's hand. The first attempts had Hermione biting her lip entirely focused, ending with the taught ocho, a traced figure-eight.
"Relax, Hermione." She was so tense in Draco's arms that dancing didn't come as fluid as it was meant to be. He stopped, shook her arms to break the tension and returned to his starting position, holding her tight against his chest, "Think about the way you'll show me your jiggling tits tonight."
Her eyes widened, the blush rising over her skin in a matter of seconds, "Draco!' She seethed, looking left and right.
"Tango is about passion, love. Passion and play for dominance." He dared her while guiding her through the basic steps. "We are seducing each other, a step at a time. Right now, you'll circle around me, tempting me with your hip work, your elegant legs stepping wide, ankles crossing enticingly. Those little figure-eights allure me into throwing you over my shoulder to have my way with your pussy in our room."
His voice could seduce a eunuch. Unaware, she danced as he described it, the glint in her eyes, a silent evidence of how much his descriptions affected her. When Alejandro started Objection from Shakira, everything blurred around Hermione. Nicholai and his partner whose skirt swirled widely around, forcing others to step aside. Every other couple, even their instructor and his assistant melted away.
The only thing the Gryffindor focussed on was her fiance. His hypnotising steel-grey gaze fixed on her. The caressing hand rubbing over her behind possessively. He retreated the first two steps, then advanced as a dangerous dragon entering her personal space without asking permission. Ceasing his conquest, she swirled around his axis, subconsciously stretching the leg and tip of her foot at every open step. Their breath quickened but not from exertion. The stakes of their game were raised, the fluttering of her ocho adding decadent ideas to the long list of erotic things Draco already planned ahead.
He took control and advanced one more step, stepping aside next and retreating to their starting position. Yet, before he could start a new sequence, Hermione used the bridge in the seductive song to rub her calf over his leg. Shakira's song lasted too long or perhaps not long enough. Somehow, his witch unleashed her alluring side, and he revelled in the sight.
It was no surprise to the witch to feel whisked to a secluded area and sense the familiar spin of Apparition, landing in their room seconds later, "Ooh."
He advanced with deliberate steps, forcing her to retreat likewise until her knees hit the bed. "I'll buy you a new dress." His patience cracked, and his wand vanished her clothes, underwear included, "And knickers."
Tangled in each other, they fell on the mattress. Draco's fingers sought her entrance and penetrated her slick walls, scissoring within her core before his cock's invasion. His mouth closed around her breast and sucked hard on a tight nipple, Hermione gasping helplessly.
Draco lost his patience, he traded the fingers for his hardness, groaning as her warmth enveloped his member, "You feel so hot around my cock, witch." Hermione wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing him tighter against her body. Her fingers raked through his blond tresses, her teeth bit lightly wherever they could find skin.
Suddenly, he sat on his hinges, taking her along, shifting her legs around into a straddling position. His hands pressed her shoulders down, his waist pumped powerfully upwards, reaching deep inside her. "Right there, Draco…" Hermione moaned.
Draco's complexion took a red tone, trails of sweat running down his temples, "I want to see you cum for me." His grey eyes took in every detail of her face, the blush on her cheeks, how her eyelids closed, surrendering to each tingle his cock caused inside her walls. Her spread lips let small puffs of air escape, the air that he breathed in with delight as he lightly pressed with his own lips. Tongues played hide-and-seek, avoiding playful teeth.
He felt her at the edge of the precipice. Expertly, he inserted his thumb between their bodies and drew determined eights.
"DRACO." Hermione's arms clenched around his shoulders just like her thighs around his waist as it all crashed down together into a whirlwind of fire. Hermione threw her head back, groaning aloud, Draco pressing short pecks on the extended neck. Her squeezing pussy pushed him over the edge. He bit her on the shoulder as he rammed fiercely upwards to fill her womb with his cum as deep as he could.
They shared a silent moment where their gazes fixed on each other, chests rising quickly up and down seeking a way to calm their breaths. Featherlight fingers traced his cheekbones, caressing the face she loved so much. It ended in a tight intimate embrace, where words are superfluous but touches spoke the loudest.
In the morning, she wouldn't recall how she ended up asleep. Her last memory was of laying her head against Draco's shoulder warmed by his skin.
-oOo-
*Day Fifty-Six*
A group of twenty people gathered at the front of the sky deck, right above the nose where reclining chairs were set up by the three staff members who would guide this stargazing workshop. It was after nine p.m. the dark sky was filled with white dots, some brighter than others.
"Hey, Hermione!" Louise encircled the witch in a tight hug, "I'm so glad to see you here too."
"Hi Louise, Terry." The older man simply kissed the brunette on the cheek, before shaking hands with the blond. "You like astronomy too, Louise?"
"Just happy to have an activity outdoors at night that doesn't involve booze and loud Margaret giggles." The older woman giggled behind a hand. "Care to join us?"
Draco and Terry had already sought out four chairs, waving the women over to them. Each man also had a drink waiting in their hands.
Soon the entire gathering went silent and listened to the staff member who had the most stripes on the pad attached to the shoulders of his navy polo shirt.
"Welcome to this stargazing night, we'll try to locate some of the constellations we can watch from our position. Unfortunately, we're below the Equator, so the north star isn't visible from here."
The man amateurishly tried to locate the Crux with the help of his compass and a flashlight. One older passenger suggested, "If you turned down the majority of the lights for a moment, we'd be able to see more. Plus your torchlight isn't helping." Embarrassed, the man called out to the captain. Some of the lights were dimmed, but it didn't darken the area much. The staff member returned to his prepared speech, using a laser penlight to point out the desired locations.
"This tosser should have done his homework beforehand." Draco frowned deeply with discontent. He whispered, "Can you transfigure my glass into a similar red pointy thing?" In a matter of seconds, he held a penlight just like the other man. "Thank you, love." The wizard peered into the sky and positioned his focus on the southern position he heard the staff member mumble.
From there, he quickly spotted the bright stars he knew as the Alpha and Beta Centauri, "Well, do you see those two bright stars that easily form a line?" The light beam aided by a whispered spell to increase the ghostly lining. "From there, you can draw a line, and it leads you to the small crossing arm of the Crux. It's also called the Southern Cross."
Draco attracted Terry's attention also, who urged Louise to inch closer and listen to the obviously more knowledgeable of the two guides. The wizard continued, "Form a shape of a kite, and the end of the tail points you towards the astronomical South Pole. There's no South Pole star like the Polaris."
In the distance, the staff member was switching pages in search of the image for better instructions. It was clear that the man had zero experience and was also unaware that the majority of the group now surrounded the Hogwarts couple instead.
In the meantime, Draco sought and found his favourite constellation, the one who shared his name. "See how I'm drawing a dragon if you use some of your imagination to see it?"
"Are you showing me Draco?" At this point, the pair had pushed the chairs against each other, enough for Hermione to rest her head on his shoulder. "How come you know so much?"
"My mother's side has the tradition of naming their children after constellations. It has always fascinated me, and my father bought me a telescope so I could find them easier." He kept drawing a loose dragon figure with a small head and a tail curled into an S-shape. "Oh, cool I found the Cygnus, see it looks like a bird with open wings."
Draco kept looking around, cursing the tall stacks at the back of the ship interfering with their vision. "I can spot Lyra too, the small kite-shaped constellation. The little tail has a very bright star, see? That's the Vega star. One of the brightest stars in the sky and with time the new Polaris when the North Star fades away."
"Where's the telescope now?" She found Draco fascinating as he passionately elaborated further.
He answered, distracted, "At the Manor, I have the best conditions there, open fields with not many trees around."
Hermione winced, "Ah. I guess you can apparate me into those fields so you can show me more about all of this."
"You like Astronomy too?" He blinked, surprised.
"I like to hear you explain all of this to me."
Terry interrupted, "Son, I'm happy to be seated next to you. That clown is worthless at this astronomy thing. I think they should hire an expert for this workshop or not do this again. It's useless and embarrassing."
Draco's chest puffed proudly, he still wasn't used to receiving praise from people older than his father. On a roll, he shared some interesting facts, "Do you know that the word constellation comes from Latin and means set with stars. Oh, and remember the first I showed you? The Crux? That's the smallest of them, the biggest is Hydra." The wizard spoke with broad gestures, happy to find people who were actually enjoying what he told them.
He realised a few hours later how much he would miss the grandpas once they arrived in Southampton. Hermione lightly snored against his shoulder and Draco's finger traced doodles on the bare skin that peeked from under her sleep shirt.
Before he fell asleep, Draco wondered if there was a way to keep in touch with them. Hermione would know the answer.
A.N.:
I loved the numerous response I received to the last chapter, we are clearly hungry for reading material during this dreary period. It urged me to write faster and somehow find the pleasure again, who knew?
My gratitude goes to my dear Magzillasaurus, I kinda pressured her to beta this chapter faster, not so sweet from me... sorry, love. Anyway, I'm not going to wait a week until I publish this, I'll put out the others as fast as I can write them. If my writing is a source of some joyful time, then it's my duty to contribute in these dark days.
Also, kudos to all those who sent me suggestions for sea day activities. If you don't see your ideas appear soon, don't worry, I still have plenty of sea days ahead, I'll use them. I saved them for later lol.
Take care of yourself and your loved ones. Together we'll beat the monster.
Love, Ruthy
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