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Hermione leaned against the kitchen counter and bit her lip.
She took out the phone and clicked a number on speed dial.
Three rings later a voice answered, she hesitated and spoke into the phone, "Ginny?"
Ginny sounded pleased, "Hey you!"
Hermione absentmindedly played with a kitchen towel, "I really need to talk."
Ginny answered at once, "Sure sweety, do you want to come over?"
Hermione did not skip a beat, "Yes."
They hung up and she busied herself with getting Noah ready for their visit to Harry and Ginny's.
She tucked Noah snugly into his carrycot and packed his baby bag with diapers, extra clothes, and a warm bottle of milk.
Wards were no barrier for her, and she stood in the kitchen clutching the cot firmly to her chest as Ginny hurriedly came towards her with arms stretched wide.
The two women embraced, Ginny gazed into the carrycot and gushed, "He's gorgeous."
Hermione carefully placed it along with the sleeping infant on the large kitchen table and plonked herself down on a chair.
She leaned against the hardback of the chair and stretched out her legs.
Ginny pushed a steaming mug of coffee towards her and asked curiously, "What's going on?"
Hermione stared into the mug, "I'm horny."
The redhead giggled, "Well, I didn't think I was your type."
Hermione winked, "You're so cool, you would be anyone's type."
She bit into a biscuit savagely, sending crumbs flying in all directions, "Being around Draco is driving me insane."
Ginny let out a loud laugh, "Ah...you want to fuck Malfoy!"
Hermione fixed her with a look, "Of course, I want to fuck him. Have you seen him?"
Ginny nodded and mused, "I have but he was always too pale for my taste."
Hermione snorted, "I remember a rather hot Italian hitting your spot."
Ginny cried indignantly, "Harry is the love of my life."
Hermione leaned forward and bit her lip, "Tell me Gin, is it true that once you go black, you never...?"
Ginny turned crimson and yelled, "Shut up, Granger."
The fiery little witch sipped her coffee and asked curiously, "What's it like living with Malfoy?"
Hermione grimaced, "It's er...interesting."
Ginny raised a brow, "You're sleeping with him, aren't you?"
Hermione flinched, "Well no, but we had a moment in the morning, I daresay if Noah hadn't started to cry we would've or come close."
Ginny continued her line of questioning, "Are you guys in a relationship?"
Hermione shook her head sadly, "No..."
Ginny frowned, "And why not?"
Hermione shot her a look, "What the fuck is with the Spanish inquisition?"
Ginny laughed, "I'm trying to get to the bottom of why your wand is in a knot."
Hermione adjusted the blanket around Noah and retorted, "We were happy with fucking each other's brains out but now...I'm not so sure, Gin, he had dinner with Astoria the other day and I handled it appalling."
Ginny's eyes narrowed and she screeched, "ASTORIA? What the blooming heck does she want?"
Noah stirred but thankfully went back to sleep, both women sighed in relief.
Hermione shrugged and answered, "To catch up apparently."
Ginny crossed her arms over her chest and regarded her solemnly, "Careful Mi, but babe, what if he starts dating others?"
Air...
Need air to breathe.
Her lungs clamped shut.
Breath, Granger.
Hermione stumbled over her words, "Oh...err…umm."
The thought of him with someone else pained her, it hurt her heart and made it fucking bleed.
Ginny smirked triumphantly, "You can't stand him with anyone else, can you?"
She reached over and squeezed Hermione's hand, "I think you're falling, if not fallen for the blonde, grey-eyed hunk of Slytherin."
Hermione sighed and stared at Noah.
Ginny smiled warmly, "Sweetheart, it's okay to love him."
Well, it was not love she felt, but it was bloody strong.
Hermione touched Noah's bundled up little foot and choked back a sob, "What if we get together and things fuck up?"
Ginny took a deep breath, "That's life, Hermione, you cannot shield your feelings for him because there might be a chance of it not working out."
She got up and grinned, "What if it did work out? Isn't it worth taking the risk to find out?"
Hermione could not help but smile, she hated when Ginny was right.
Agitated, frustrated and horny, Draco went through the proposals Claire had set aside for him.
He flipped through the colourful pages with more force than necessary.
Pictures of building and captions morphed into each other, he was not concentrating for shit.
Softness…
Smoothness…
Passion…
Granger…
A knock on the door distracted him, "Come in."
Barely visible behind the large basket, Draco heard Claire grumble.
She placed the basket, straightened, and adjusted her two-piece suit.
Her painted nails ran the length of her short-styled hair and brushed it in place.
Draco examined the contents of the basket curiously.
It was packed to the brim with baby goods.
Powder, cologne, assorted items of clothing, booties, and a wide range of interesting toys.
He raised a curious brow.
Claire pointed at it squeamishly, "Things for your child."
Draco laughed openly, "You don't like children, do you?"
Claire grimaced, "Merlin, no! They poop, cry and make a bloody mess."
She added with a hint of disgust, "My sister has one and they are a menace."
He looked at her closely and smiled genuinely, "Thank you for the thoughtful gift."
Dinner was strained to say the least.
Hermione barely ate, instead, she pushed her food around the plate and Draco watched her curiously.
They had a bloody fantastic moment in the morning and all he wanted was to act on it but she seemed so withdrawn and faraway.
What if she regretted what happened and wanted to forget it?
Draco decided to keep mum on the subject and let her address it if she wished.
The last thing he wanted to do was pressurize and suffocate her.
After tending to Noah, he sat in bed catching up on a bit of light reading when he noticed her lurking by the door clad in what could only be described as flimsy and see-through.
Hermione tugged at her tiny shorts, "I saw the basket, nice stuff."
Draco smiled, "Yeah, um…can I help you?"
You can rip my clothes off, toss me over your shoulder and fuck me doggy style.
Horny bitch.
She rubbed her arms over the goosebumps, "I'm cold again."
He was beyond ecstatic that she had come to him on her own accord.
Draco smirked, slipped off his glasses, quickly threw the cover off and patted the area next to him.
Hermione glided across the room, plopped herself down next to him and reached over to grab the book he was reading.
She read the title out loud, "New advancements in Alchemy?"
Draco shrugged, "I have a fondness for it."
She weighed the hefty book in her hands, closed it and whacked his arm with it hard.
He yelled in outrage, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
Hermione narrowed her eyes darkly, "Do you want to start things up again with Astoria?"
She raised the book again, but he pulled it out of her grasp and tossed it away.
He bellowed, "Have you completely lost your mind?"
She hissed through bared teeth, "Answer the question."
Draco struggled to sit up and retorted annoyed, "No, I don't want to start things up with her."
He looked her dead in the eyes and stated firmly, "It was just dinner."
She held his look without backing down, "Fine, Malfoy."
Draco mused, "Are you jealous?"
Hermione rolled her eyes, "Don't be bloody ridiculous."
He chuckled, "I think you are."
She snorted, "Shut up, Malfoy."
Draco tucked a tendril of hair behind her ear, "You're cute when you get all fired up."
Hermione moved closer and stroked his silk sheathed penis.
She kissed him gently on the lips and moved down placing feathery kisses along the pinkish barely visible lines of his scar.
His skin prickled as her tongue dragged itself over the healed rose-tinted flesh.
She tugged at the band of his boxers with her teeth.
Clearly aroused, Draco rasped, "Granger, what are you doing?"
She replied huskily, "I can't fuck you yet, but I can suck you off."
Draco grabbed hold of her and tried to bring her up, "Hermione, darling, you don't have too."
Her fingers were already massaging him through the boxers, "But I want too. Let me do this, babe."
She pulled his boxers down roughly.
He protested feebly, "Babe...you really...don't...argh."
The second the warmth of her mouth surrounded his cock, he let out a loud satisfied groan.
Hermione took him in fully, inch by inch his growing dick disappeared down her throat until it was too much, and she choked.
He closed his eyes and threw his head back onto pillow giving himself completely to the witch between his legs sucking his manhood.
His fingers fisted her hair and he gently thrust into the bobbing head on his dick, "So good."
Hermione grinned mischievously, she loved the reactions she brought out in him.
It was cliché, but she quite enjoyed a man like Draco Malfoy squirming under her will.
Her tongue moved over the ribbed veins of his impressive cock and a satisfied groan tore through his lips, "Fuck...Granger."
Merlin, she gave good head.
Her hands pumped him while her lips and tongue worked his length and head.
The head beaded fluid and she lapped it up with her persistent tongue letting it brush on his small opening.
She bent her head further, took his ball sack in her mouth and sucked on each testicle inside the protective sheeting.
Salazar, he was not going to last long.
Licking the underside of his dick, Hermione brought her head up and took him again in her mouth, sucking and tightening her lips around him.
Eyes closed, he hissed urgently, "So close, baby, right there."
Draco tried to withdraw but Hermione slapped his hand away and sucked him till he growled and emptied in her mouth.
She did not withdraw.
She did not fucking flinch.
What she did do was lick and swallow him clean off every drop of come that shot forth.
He knew the load was more than usual, but diligently his witch drank him in and only surfaced smacking her lips after his eyes rolled back in his head in satisfaction.
Hermione bit down on her lip and hovered over him, "Was that good?"
Draco grasped her wrists, flipped her over and pinned her beneath him, "It was satisfactory."
She narrowed her eyes and spat maliciously, "Fuck you, Malfoy"
He propped her legs apart with his knee, held her down forcefully and sucked on her neck, "You give the best blow job of my life."
Draco rubbed her pussy over her soaked knickers, "It kills me that I can't return the favour."
Hermione took his lip between her teeth and bit down hard, "Oh, you will make it up to me, make no mistake, Malfoy."
His grey orbs darkened lustfully, "Really?"
She moulded her lips with his and whispered, "Once I'm able, you will fuck me till I can't stand."
He deepened the kiss and muttered, "That's a solid plan, your wish is my command."
Hermione pushed him off, "Noah..."
Draco groaned, "I can hear him."
She sprinted to the bathroom to rinse her mouth while he fetched their son.
Eight weeks after Noah's arrival. Her mind and body synchronized to scream, SEX! SEX!
They grew accustomed to sleep deprivation and before long they adapted to the growing depends of their son.
But...
They slept together on most nights after her impulsive blow job but neither dared to bring up their complex relationship.
Whether it was out of fear or the tripping over egos, one could not be sure, but they remained mum on the subject.
Their longing for each other remained to be sated and Hermione planned to do something about it.
She was ready...
So fucking ready, her loins screamed for him.
She trimmed her bits and decided to jump Draco's fine muscled body at the first chance.
But their son had other plans and they fell into bed exhausted most nights.
A storm was brewing. The air thick with unrest and loud ear-piercing sounds of thunder.
The night sky lit up as strokes of blue and white painted it.
Another flash of lightning streaked the sky, followed by a rumble of thunder.
It was needless to say; Noah hardly slept a wink.
Hermione heard the cries through the baby monitor at her ear, "Oh, he's up again."
Draco yawned, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and got to his feet, "You sleep, babe, I'll bring him."
She turned over and tried to get back to sleep but it evaded her with purpose.
Minutes ticked by mercilessly and Hermione wondered what was keeping him.
A crash of thunder erupted outside the balcony causing the windows to rattle and shake.
She jumped at the noise.
Fuck this!
Hermione kicked the sheets off, walked down the empty semi-dark hall to their son's nursery and popped her head inside the room.
Draco cuddled their son against his bare chest and softly hummed a tune to soothe him.
Her heart clenched at the sight, it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
She tiptoed out of the room and stared at the falling raindrops on the clear pane of glass.
He gently put their sleeping son back in the cot and slowly backed out of the room intent on fixing himself a cup of tea.
A beautiful silhouette stood by the long French windows.
She was standing by the window and watching the raindrops chase after each other.
Draco rubbed the back of his corded neck, "Hermione? I told you to sleep."
Hermione smiled and moved her hair to the side, "Since I was a child, I loved watching it rain."
It was over two months since Noah's birth and her sexual urges were through the roof.
And it certainly did not help that Draco was around all the time.
He was an extremely desirable man
She got herself off a day ago after he went to work, and Noah fell asleep.
The image of them fucking and her fingers working her clit brought her to orgasm but…. she wanted him.
Only he could extinguish the burning fire within her body.
Hermione felt his presence behind her, and she leaned into his broad chest.
Her short nightdress felt heavy on her.
Draco whispered huskily, "Are you okay?"
She whimpered as his hot breath caressed her earlobe.
Hermione hugged herself and mumbled, "Don't you find me attractive anymore?"
He could not believe his ears.
His arms went around her, and he pressed into her back, "How could you possibly believe that? I want you every fucking second of the day."
Draco knew what she wanted. He had been waiting patiently until she was ready.
She looked ready for plucking.
Fuck it! He was going for it. His dick was already at half-mast.
He placed a lingering kiss to her neck and suckled on the flesh bringing it to a nice ruby red.
Hermione moaned, "Draco..."
He bit down on her earlobe and rasped, "I'll be really gentle but darling, you need to tell me if it hurts."
She turned in his arms, brought his head down to hers and kissed him hungrily.
He whispered between kisses, "I will never hurt you, love."
They made it to the room but barely.
His long fingers worked its way under the nightdress and pulled it over the top of her head.
Her body still had a hint of the baby weight she gained and he lovingly caressed the curves.
She wore no bra and her cotton knickers were already dampening with arousal.
Draco brushed his fingertips over her smooth skin and Hermione gasped in delight.
He tipped her chin and claimed her swollen lips passionately.
Her arms went around his neck and small fingers played with the silky strands of hair that fell on his neck.
His tongue parted her lips and slipped in, effortlessly pushing against her tongue that came forth to meet his urgent need.
"Dragon," she whimpered into his mouth.
She was falling…hard...
Love?
Whatever the hell it was, it was more powerful than anything she experienced, her feelings for Ron paled in comparison.
Fuck!
Damn you, Ginny, for being so bloody right.
His arms went around her waist and he pulled her closer to his body pressing her soft breasts against his firm chest.
"I want you so much, Granger," Draco growled unable to keep the desire from his voice.
He backed her towards the bed, her legs gave out and they tumbled onto the luxurious bedding.
Towering over her, Draco demanded, "Look at me...let me see your eyes."
Hermione looked into his face, her tawny orbs burning with fire.
His grey opals shone with excitement in the dim light of the room.
He did not waste time, he settled himself between her legs and growled, "I want to see your face when I take you."
It was the forceful bloody phrases he used that made fucking him even more pleasurable.
Her hand trailed down his stomach and disappeared inside his boxers.
Encircling the hard cock, she pumped it, bringing it further to life.
Her clit pulsated with wanting to feel his engorged head rub against it.
With ease, Draco manoeuvred himself out of the boxers and buried his head in the crook of her neck, nibbling and sucking on the heated flesh.
Her leg went around his waist and she grinded into the throbbing hardness of his cock.
Draco let out a low primaeval groan.
This witch was his and he planned on keeping her.
His fingers grabbed hold of her knickers and gave it a hard tug, the material protested feebly but fell in shreds to the floor.
He broke away from ravaging her flesh and stared deep into lust-filled eyes, "Baby, if it hurts, you need to stop me at once."
Unable to trust her voice, Hermione bit down hard on her bottom lip and nodded vigorously.
His fingers encircled his girth and ran it along her slit.
A loud moan escaped her lips.
His eyes closed in satisfaction, "So fucking wet,"
He pushed the head slowly within her folds and felt enticing juices flood his hardened member.
Lining his cock with her entrance, Draco leisurely pushed it in.
Fuck she was tight.
Really bloody tight but renewed sensations shot through his body and his muscles rippled with newfound erotic pleasure.
Her walls clamped shut around him, holding him captive within her chasm of fuckness.
Hermione widened her thighs to accommodate him, but it hurt, months of abstinence left her cunt sore and tender.
Her fingers dug into his back, she was sure her fingernails left marks on his pale skin.
A pained moan broke free and escaped her blood-filled lips.
He was almost completely in, but Draco stopped and searched the face of the witch beneath him in concern, "Hermione, are you okay? Do you want me to stop?"
She touched his face reassuringly, "No...it hurts but it's fine, please don't stop."
He was not convinced but he listened to her and pushed until he was buried completely within.
Draco threw his head back and groaned.
This was life…
Fuck…
She was everything…
He began to move his hips and thrust into her, building up a mercilessly slow but tantalizing rhythm.
Hermione moaned, "Oh yes, that's it, darling...harder."
Her eyes closed and she matched his movements by thrusting up into him as the sound of their bodies slapping against each other echoed in their ears.
The pain was barely there anymore, all that remained was the beautiful man fucking her to glory.
Draco lifted her leg and angled himself, so his movements rubbed against her receptive bud.
He knew her body, every dip and curve was embedded deep in his mind.
Her seductive mewls and moans fell on his ear like smooth silk.
How he missed watching her like this.
Untamed, raw, and out of control.
She was a lioness in human form.
His witch...
The mother to his child...
Her movements beneath him grew urgent, "Oh fuck, Draco."
He grinned and kissed the base of her neck, "Come for me, love."
Draco pinned her hands above her head and growled, "Let go, Granger."
Hermione felt the rapid spread of heat through her body creep up her thighs and settle behind the swollen bud.
She erupted around him with a loud groan, the intensity of her orgasm made her writhe under him.
"God! YES!... Draco," She moaned coming undone.
Sex was mind-blowing with him.
Every little node in her body came to life.
He stroked her face tenderly, "Good girl."
Draco sped up his thrusts and chased after his own release that hovered over him.
Hermione's eyes flew open, she cried urgently, "Cast the contraceptive charm, Draco."
Fuck, he forgot about it again, what was it and screwing Granger that turned him into a mindless oaf
He raised his hand and bellowed, "Accio wand."
Wordlessly he cast the charm, tossed the wand to the side, propped himself up, buried his cock deep inside and unleashed the agonizing need his balls fucking screamed for.
Holy fuck! So intense...
Her tight walls held him firmly and milked him of every drop.
Exhausted and satisfied, he fell back near the other end of the bed and closed his eyes.
He felt a small warm hand over his sweaty heaving chest.
Draco opened his eyes a crack to find Hermione smiling down at him.
Her breast hung close to his face, he took it in his mouth forgetting about the breast milk.
He popped it back out after one suck, "Shit, I forgot..."
Hermione laughed, "It doesn't taste bad."
He raised a questioning eyebrow.
She shrugged, "What? I was curious."
Draco licked his lips, "It doesn't taste like anything."
Hermione moved away and kissed the tip of his softening cock, "I want to do that again."
He propped himself up and shook his head, "Not today, we need to take it slow."
She pouted and brought the sheet up to cover her nakedness.
A dull pain pulsated between her thighs, it felt sore but oh, so good!
Draco moved to her side, pulled her close and brushed the sweat-soaked strands of hair off her face, "Granger, we need to talk."
She played with his long fingers, "Mmm...about?"
He took a deep breath, "About us."
Her heart skipped a beat, "Oh..."
Draco swallowed hard, "Hesitation?"
Hermione licked her lips, "No...what about us?"
The butterflies in her stomach started to flutter uncontrollably.
Was he finally going to ask?
He brought her hand to his lips, "Well to start, there's no us, don't you think there should be?"
YES!
Play it cool, don't act like a desperate cow.
She replied casually, "I thought you were okay with how we were."
Draco sighed, "Maybe at first but not anymore."
He pressed confidently, "If we already have a child and since we live together and er...sleep together, why can't we explore the possibility of a relationship?"
Hermione broke free and sat up.
She stared into his face, "Do you really want that?"
He sat up and cupped her face, "Yes, Granger I really want that. I want you if that wasn't blatantly obvious."
She smirked, "About time you asked."
He laid back down and grinned, "Not like I didn't try."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "We spent every night together, surely you could've found the time."
Draco defended weakly, "I was waiting for the right moment."
She sneered, "Oh yeah, because ex-girlfriends got in the way and I daresay your ego."
Also, fear...
He narrowed his eyes and asked sternly, "Fine, woman, what do you want from me?"
She crossed her legs and smiled smugly, "Ask me properly."
Draco frowned, "What?"
Hermione frowned, "Ask me out properly."
He pointed to their soiled bedsheets, "Oh, so sticking you with my cock repeatedly isn't asking nicely?"
She looked repulsed, "Fucking me isn't the same as asking me to be your girlfriend."
Men...
Draco threw his hands up in frustration.
He crawled to her and asked sweetly, "Hermione Jean Granger, will you do me, Draco Malfoy the honour of being my girlfriend?"
She was taken back by the use of her middle name.
Hermione tapped her chin in mock thought, "Hmmm...it is tempting."
He tackled her across the waist and pinned her down, "Stop teasing witch."
They locked tender eyes and Hermione melted at the smouldering intensity in his, "I accept your kind proposal."
Draco let her go and ran his fingers through his hair.
He fixed her with a cocky grin and asked, "Exclusively?".
Hermione reached for her wand and poked him in the chest, "Of course Malfoy, I won't have you screwing around."
Draco pushed the wand away and pulled her onto his lap, "Yeah, you being an Auror and me being a rather shitty but ex death Eater you could kill me in my sleep and blame it on the dark side."
She got off him and blew him a kiss, "And don't you ever fucking forget it."
He watched her cross the room, wiggle her arse and disappear into the bathroom.
Draco fell back among the pillows, stared at the ceiling, and grinned happily, "You're mine, Granger."