A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates. End of term is always so busy but I am off for seven weeks now and will be writing up a storm. Enjoy.
Draco strolled into the coffee shop with a skip in his step, after last night he was on a high. A Hermione Granger high. He could not get enough of her. He craved her like a drug.
Draco looked at the table he and his friends usually sat at to see a short haired brunette with overly large sunglasses on with her head in her hands, she had two espresso cups beside her.
"Parkinson."
"If you love me Draco you will grab me another espresso and tell me you have the potion I asked for?" Draco placed the potion next to the witch and made his way to the counter. Julie the owner was working today.
"Ah Draco! The usual is it? I see Pansy had a big night last night going by the two espressos she has already had."
"Julie, yes the usual please and another espresso for my hungover friend over there. Thank you."
Julie went away to make Draco's order, Draco turned and watched Pansy as she took the potion. Her body shuddered slightly at the bitter taste.
"Here Draco, I will add it to your accounts." Draco and his friends had been coming to this coffee shop every Saturday for the last few years and each of them had their own account that they payed monthly.
Draco made his way over to the table, he placed the espresso in front of Pansy. She slide off his large sunglasses and Draco saw how red and bloodshot her eyes were, he had seen this before, too many times to count. Dread knotted In his stomach.
"Tell me you aren't using again?" He knew the answer before she even said it.
"You don't understand Draco, it was a blip. It will not happen again." Yeah he had heard that before too. He pinched the bridge of his nose between his fingers trying to keep himself calm. He learned long ago that letting his emotions take over would not help either of them.
"Why? You have been clean for so long. Why do this again to yourself? You could have come to me, Daphne, fuck even Theo. Why not come to one of us?" Draco watched at Pansy sipped the expresso, her perfectly red manicured nails shining brightly against the white porcelain cup.
"I am a grown ass woman Draco, I am not a damsel in distress who needs fixed -" Rage soared through Draco's body.
"Your an addict Pansy! Fuck sakes you almost died last time, you almost died on my living room floor - in MY arms - because of that shit you choose to put into your body -"
"Thats right MY BODY! It is my body Draco. What I put in it and do with it is MY decision and no one else's, not yours, Daphne's or Theo's." A few customers turned to see where the raised voices were coming from and Draco glared back at them. Raking a hand through his blonde hair he took a deep breath trying to calm himself.
Draco leaned over and took Pansy's hands in his. "Pansy I care about you, I love you - like the annoying bratty sister I never had. It hurts me to see you this way. What is going on? What has happened?" Draco watched as Pansy's face drained of any colour it once had, her eyes darting around. Like she was ready to run at any moment. She was spooked and ready to bolt.
"He's - he's getting out. My - my father is getting out of Azkaban. I - I can't -" Pansy stood up quickly, tears running down her face, putting on her sunglasses she crashed out the coffee shop door.
Draco ran out the coffee shop behind her crashing into Theo, Blaise, Adrian and Daphne.
"What the fuck Malfoy? What are you doing?" Theo clapped Draco on his shoulder. Draco turned to his group of friends. He fisted his blonde hair in his hands as he scanned up and down the street before he turned around to his group of friends.
"Pansy's father is getting out of Azkaban and she has relapsed." Draco watched as his four friends eyes went wide and he watched at Daphne's eyes then hardened.
"That bastard will die before he touches her again." Daphne walked away from the group and into the alley nearby and they heard a crack and she was gone.
Draco turned around to the group of men. "Let's go get supplies, then lets go help our friend."
Draco walked with his three friends down the pavement, whenever one group member fell they were always there to catch them and help them back up and right now Pansy was falling hard.
Hermione and Ginny sat on the living room floor a pizza and a case of beers between them. They had spent all day sorting through boxes of Hermione's things from storage.
"I can not believe you kept all your books, I mean you have more books than clothes Hermione. I hope this new place has a home for all these books of yours." Ginny took a bite of the pizza.
"I will have you know there is a spare room which would make a perfect library." Ginny rolled her eyes at Hermione.
Hermione's phone buzzed.
I need to see you tonight
Is everything ok?
Yes, No. I just know I need to see you.
My place
NOW!
Hermione looked at the messages. Something was seriously wrong, usually Draco would be courteous but this was anything but that.
"Ginny I need to head out I -" Ginny grabbed Hermione's phone.
"Who is this mystery person you keep sneaking out for, do not think you have me fooled I know something is going on." Ginny's eye widened.
"Well shit I owe Blaise fifty galleons." Hermione looked at Ginny.
"Excuse me? You owe Blaise fifty galleons? Prey tell Ginerva what was this bet about?" Ginny shot Hermione a stern look.
"One do not call me Ginerva, only my mother is allowed and last time I checked you weren't her and two the bet was that you and Malfoy were shagging, I said to Blaise there was no way you would be shagging Malfoy. Looks like I was wrong? So come on details! I need all the details."
Hermione grabbed her phone out of Ginny's hand. "You will get the details when I decide and right now I have somewhere to be."
Hermione knocked on Draco's door she wasn't sure what she was walking into. She knew something was off but she wasn't sure what it was.
Draco threw open his front door and there she stood, Granger. After the afternoon he had he needed to be in control, he needed her badly.
He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him slamming the door closed behind her with enough force to make the door rattle in protest.
Before she could say a word he had apparated them into his bedroom, she stared up at him her brown eyes wide as his cool grey eyes stared back at her. She couldn't read him but she could feel the tension in his body, he was wound up so tight.
"Granger I need a safe word from you. Something that will keep both of us safe."
"Lemon." Hermione swallowed heavily, her mouth suddenly felt parched. She watched Draco nod, his cool eyes raking up and down her body before his stare settled back on her.
"I need you to trust me Granger, to know that I will not harm you. If it gets too much say lemon and I will stop. Do not go above your limits, I am trusting you too." His hand came up and cupped her cheek, his grey eyes hardening.
"Now my sweet Gryffindor I need you to strip." Draco kissed her on the forehead breathing in her heavenly scent, turned around and then went into his walk in wardrobe.
Draco ran his hand over the large ornate chest, it had been a long time since he had opened it. He didn't share this side of him often but he wanted to with Granger. He wanted to see how far he could push her before she pushed back. If he could bend her to his will. If she would give him the control he desperately needed from her.
The chest groaned as he opened it and right away he saw what he wanted. He picked up the item and closed the chest again. As he turned to leave the walk In wardrobe something caught his attention. He ran his hand over his old school tie and a smirk danced over his face.
The wardrobe door clicked at Draco went inside. Hermione was a bundle of emotions. She was nervous for what Draco had planned, intrigued at what he had planned for her and worried for him.
She knew something was going on with him. Whatever this was that he needed from her she would give it to him. She would give him the world to see those grey eyes light up and that beautiful smile of his. Hermione shucked off her clothes and stood naked in Draco's room, goosebumps danced over her skin as the cool air hit her body.
The door clicked open but Draco did not appear.
"I want you to lie on my bed Granger, on your back, with your hands above your head and your eyes closed - do not open those pretty eyes of yours."
Hermione got onto the bed and lay down as exactly as Draco had instructed her too, she made sure she was comfortable and waited and waited.
Something brushed along her arm making her jerk and almost shriek.
"You always were so good at following instructions Granger." Draco breath ghosted over the shell of her ear.
"I am going to put something across those pretty eyes of yours, I know you would try so hard not to open them for me but we both know you would like to see what I am going to do to you."
Goosebumps prickled her skin as she felt something soft cover her eyes, he shifted her head to tie it and whispered incarserous, her hands now bound to his headboard. She was in complete darkness and under his control.
Draco had never been this hard in his entire life. The sight in front of him had him weak at the knees. Granger was deliciously stretched out on his bed, she looked like a damn feast just for him. He wanted her so badly, to take her right here and now but that wasn't his plan. Not yet anyway.
He ran the leather flogger between his fingers, he loved the feeling of the soft leather and he couldn't wait to see if Granger would like the feeling of it on her flawless skin as the leather bit into her flesh.
Trailing the flogger over her skin little goosebumps appeared, Draco caught the hitch in her breath.
"I can tell you are excited Granger and maybe a little afraid?"
She scoffed at the afraid part. "Not afraid Draco just -" Her body bows off the bed as he struck her right breast with the flogger, not too hard but hard enough to cause a slight redness.
Her right breast is struck by something, her breath comes out in a whoosh as her body bows off the bed. She can feel her nipple become harder, almost painfully so.
Draco runs something soft and slightly scratchy down her stomach. If Hermione had to guess she thinks feels like leather.
"My sweet Gryffindor if you behave I will make sure this is a night you will never forget. When you pleasure yourself you will think of this night, you will remember how you gave me complete control and even when you are married to someone you will remember this and your knickers will dampen at the mere thought."
Hermione knew right there and then that if she had knickers on they would be drenched, completely soaked. She squirmed at Draco's words, she had no doubt that she would remember this for years to come.
"You like the sound of that Granger? I can see how your pussy glistens for me. I can't wait to taste you again. You look like a damn feast Granger and YOU. ARE. ALL. MINE." Hermione could hear him bite out every word just as the flogger came down on her clit. She bite down on her lip to stop herself from screaming.
Draco's had ran up her jaw holding it in place. "I am in control here Granger and I want to hear every little moan, whimper, scream and explicit coming out those fuckable plump lips of yours." His lips crashed down onto hers his tongue dominating hers.
Draco dropped the flogger to the floor as he made his way down Grangers body, fuck if she was not the prettiest witch he had ever seen. He tweaked and pulled her nipples, twisting them and basked in the little moans and whimpers escaping her now swollen lips.
He kissed along her hips nipping at the skin. He watched as her beautiful olive skin turned pink.
"Draco - please"
He swiped his tongue over her clit and her body raised off the bed as she cursed. He couldn't help but fucking smirk as he went lower trailing his tongue up her left thigh towards her pussy, he stopped and did the same to her right thigh and then stopped again.
He heard a small huff escape her. "Everything ok Granger? Sounds like you are a little annoyed."
"Draco please I need - FUCK!"
Draco thrusted two fingers into her. "I think you have forgotten my sweet needy Gryffindor that I am in charge. You do not cum until I say so."
Draco crooked his two fingers upwards and the long moan coming from Hermione told Draco two things. One she was close and two he needed to stop, to reign her in, to take back control.
"Are you close Granger? I can feel your pussy gripping my fingers. Do you want to cum for me?" He continued to pump his fingers in and out of her.
"Please Draco, I am so close - please." Draco withdrew his fingers, his lips brushing her ear.
"NOT. FUCKING. YET. WITCH."
Hermione had been so close, so close she could almost taste it. The fire in her slowly died down of what would have been a fantastic orgasm, embers were all that remained. Ready to ignite once again into a flaming inferno at Draco's touch.
Hermione lay for what felt like hours but was maybe only minutes, she had felt Draco get up off the bed and footsteps disappear. She wasn't sure where he was or when he would be back but she lay there naked and bound just like he had left her.
Footsteps and a clinking sound made Hermione turn her head towards the sound.
"I felt a bit parched so I made myself a drink. Would you like one Granger? I am afraid we would have to share."
Hermione licked her lips and nodded her head.
"Words Granger, let me hear some words come out the pretty mouth of yours." How can she feel this hot and bothered by just a few words coming out of his mouth.
"Please Draco can I have a drink?" She asked so super sweetly.
The bed dipped as Draco's hard toned body touched hers, his mouth covering hers. As she opened her mouth liquid filled it, cold fire whiskey. A little dribbled down the side of her mouth and Draco's tongue licked the escaped liquid off the side of her mouth.
"Fire whiskey tastes better off of you Granger. I think I will try some more." Cool liquid ran down her stomach, a chill ran up her spine, then a warm soft tongue made its way down the same path chasing the coolness away.
"I will never look at a bottle of fire whiskey the same way again Granger, not without thinking how much better it tastes off of you." Hermione's cheeks flushed just as something cold as ice was swiped over one nipple and then the other. The coldness biting into her skin and making her nipples pebble so unbelievably hard pain radiated through her - pain but a delicious sort of pain that made a warmth manifest in the pit of her stomach.
Draco's mouth engulfed one nipple, his tongue swirling and sucking, twisting and pulling. It caused Hermione to moan and whimper, to squirm and wriggle. He moved to the other and thus began the same thing for what seemed like hours, ice, heat, repeat.
Hermione could feel her desire coating her thighs, she was beyond soaked. Beyond help, she needed Draco. She needed him to give her what she needed, no what she craved, desired. Him.
"D - Draco - p - please, I - I can't do this." She could feel tears prick her eyes, she was frustrated, frustrated at how wound up Draco had her, the knot in the pit of her stomach was so tight she could barley breath.
"If you can't handle it Granger say the word, say the word and it will all be over. Say it Granger."
"Say. It. Granger." He had pushed her, kept her on edge for what seemed like a lifetime and all the while she still kept that little bit of control. He didn't want her to say the word but he wanted her to loose that bit of control she had left.
"No, I won't say it. I know what you are trying to do Draco and it won't work."
Draco wordlessly undid Hermiome's restraints and pulled the tie down her face, he could see Hermione blink a few times adjusting to the light. Her beautiful brown eyes were glassy, could she have been crying? Had he pushed her to tears. He pushed back the regret and guilt and focused down on the beautiful witch in front of him and sunk deep into her, both their breaths hitched. Draco closed his eyes, the feeling of being inside her overwhelming his senses and emotions. A warm soft hand cupped his cheek.
"Look at me Draco."
"Look at me Draco." Intense fiery grey eyes stared at her, she felt something shift in her soul and it terrified her.
Hermione bite her lip to stop herself from speaking the truth, from ruining the moment, their moment. Sex only, no strings attached but in that moment she felt like every part of her was connected to Draco, her body, her mind and her heart.
"Move Draco, please just move." And move be did. Their bodies intertwined, twisting, withering, writhing. Pleasure coursed through her body as his hands caressed every square inch of her body, his tongue lapping at her neck. In one quick movement she was on top of him, he tossed her around like she was one of the feathers in Professor Flitwicks class.
His grey eyes staring up into her brown ones as she rode him, his gaze so intense, so electrifying. She felt like her body would combust at any moment just from the way he was staring at her. Like he was starving - starving for her.
He opened his mouth but no sound came out.
"Hermione -" she silenced him with a kiss, as the waves crashed down on them. Neither of them saying the truth, neither of them wanting to ruin the moment. Their moment. Together in that moment they knew, but that's all it was a moment. A moment in time.
Moments don't last forever.
A/N: No strIngs attached, if you say so. Pansy's story will make more sense once I've finished writing hers.
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