Chapter 7

Hermione spent the next few weeks alternating between confused, aroused, and annoyed. It was really starting to get to her. While outwardly nothing seemed to have changed, when the day was done and they were alone in their common room, the head girl and boy spent just as much time snogging as studying. But that was as far as it ever went.

It was the last week before Christmas break, and Hermione was venting her frustrations to Ginny.

"I don't know what to do Gin. And I don't like that. Malfoy started it, and he seems to be very enthusiastic. But he always cuts off so abruptly, no matter what I do. He has eyes, he can plainly see that I want more. Why won't he give me what I want?"

Ginny laughed, "Well if he won't give you what you want, then take it."

"What, like make him?"

"When you say it like that it sounds creepy. I mean sit him down and straight out ask him what gives. And don't let him go until you get an answer."

Hermione chewed he bottom lip thoughtfully. While she had asked him before why he always stopped them, he had never given her a straight explanation.

"I suppose," Hermione responded slowly, "I just want an answer."

That same night found Hermione and Draco in their common room, Hermione astride Draco's lap while he kissed his way up and down her neck, their books abandoned on the table in from of them.

"Malfoy"

"Hmmm?" He replied lazily, not bothering to look at her.

"Why do you keep kissing me?"

"Because I want to, and you like it," came his response right by her ear, as he still didn't stop his activities.

Hermione huffed a bit, trying to keep her focus despite the fact that he was now nibbling on her earlobe.

"I mean, why do you only kiss me? I think I've made it very clear that I would like more, but you stop me every time I try, or you just up and leave when I think you're finally going to give me what I want."

At this Draco stopped, and finally looked her in the eye. After a moment, he looked away, before looking back her.

"Because you wouldn't want me to."

Hermione just stared at him.

"Are you stupid?"

Draco blinked. "Excuse me?"

"I said, are you stupid? What on Godric's green earth made you think that I don't want more out of you? I thought I had made that perfectly clear."

Without a word Draco attempted to remove Hermione from his lap, no doubt to escape again.

"Oh no you don't," cried Hermione, grabbing behind his neck and locking her fingers together. "You are going to answer me, mister."

Draco snorted, "'Mister'?"

"Yes, now speak," she retorted, still clinging to him with a look of impatience.

"Fine. I always stop because I don't want you to change your mind. I don't want to take this any further, because I know you'll end up regretting it, and then you won't want anything to do with me again. Okay?"

Hermione frowned. "What makes you think I'll regret anything?"

"Because I am me and you are you. It's only a matter of time before you come to your senses."

With that last statement Draco removed her hands from behind his head, slid her off of his lap, and started heading for his room. Hermione looked after him for a split second, before calling after him.

"You should know by now that I don't do anything without thinking about it first."

Draco stopped at the bottom of the stairs, not turning to look at her, but not leaving yet either. Hermione took this as her queue to keep going.

"If I didn't want this, you never would have gotten this far," she said, rising from the couch and moving towards him.

"If I didn't want this, you would have landed in the hospital wing the first time to tried anything." She was right behind him now, close enough to hear his small chuckle at her last words.

"Turn around please."

He did as she asked, slowly turning where he stood at the bottom of the stairs. As soon as he was facing her, she leaned up on her tippy toes, planting a soft, warm kiss on his lips. It only took him half a second to respond, cupping his hands on her cheeks and holding her in place. Hermione quickly deepened their kiss, pouring all of the affection and reassurance behind it that she could. This action seemed to break the wall between them.

They quickly made their way up the stairs, kissing and shedding clothes as they went. At the top of the stairs, they turned towards Draco's room. Just past the threshold Hermione stopped, looking around. They normally stayed on the couch or went to her room. This was the first time she had gotten a good look around.

"Did you have to make it green?"

Hermione gave a small scream as Draco growled and picked her up. He tossed her on the bed, quickly following and starting to remove the bra and skirt she still had on.

Hermione arched her back up a bit, allowing Draco to reach behind and unhook her bra. Once her breasts were freed, he barely took a minute to really see her, before lowering his head and running the tip of his tongue around her right nipple, while grabbing her other breast with his hand, lightly running his thumb over the other. Hermione made small whimpering noises that seemed to go straight from his ears to his pants.

After a minute or so he switched sides, making sure to give the left side just as much attention as the right. Satisfied that they were even, he started trailing down the valley of her chest, kissing and nipping as he went, to the top of her skirt. He sat back, fingers in her waistband, and made eye contact with Hermione, looking for approval. At her nod he yanked the skirt down and off of her legs, barely noticing her Gryffindor red panties before tugging them off too.

Finally, she was exposed to him, and he properly took her all in. Her rounded, perky breasts, her flat stomach, to the V between her legs topped with a neatly trimmed patch of curls. He met her eyes again, seeing the slight blush on her cheeks before moving back down her body, his face no level with that little patch of curls.

Gently grabbing her thighs, he spread her legs apart. Kissing from her knee up to where he really wanted to be. He placed one soft kiss on her outer lips and felt her shudder. A swipe of his tongue from her opening to the sensitive bundle of nerves made her shiver again and let out another moan.

"Gods Hermione, you taste divine."

Without waiting for a response, he dove right in, licking and sucking on her clit, while his hand came up and pushed one finger slowly into her. Her moans and whimpers in his ears, he inserted a second finger, continuing his work on her clit.

It wasn't long before he could feel her inner muscled starting to clench and spasm around his fingers. He crooked his fingers up, catching that spot he knew would be her end.

"Come Hermione, come for me"

"Oh fuck, Draco!" she called out, after one last thrust of his fingers and a well-timed lick to her clit. Her head fell back, stars exploding in her eyes as she tipped over the edge. Panting, she looked down again to see Draco quickly removing his own trousers and boxers. Coming back up to her, he bowed his head for a kiss, and she could taste herself on his tongue. She grabbed his member and stroked him a few times before he positioned himself back between her legs.

Lowering his head to hers, he whispered in her ear, "Are you sure?"

"Please Draco, I want you."

That was all of the encouragement he needed. Draco slowly slid into her, savoring the feel of her wet heat surrounding him. He started moving inside her, slowly at first, then increasing his speed. Her moans were drawing him on, he was already close to the edge.

With a moan of his own he sat up, bringing her up with him to straddle him. Hermione took over right away moving up and down and grinding herself onto his cock. Draco growled again, fisting his hand into her curls and attacking her neck and lips again, much less gently now.

"I'm close, so close," Hermione panted out.

"Look at me," demanded Draco, "I want to see you come for me."

That was all it took. Looking him in the eye, Hermione came undone again, her legs shuddering to a stop, a thin sheen of sweat across her body.

Seeing her lose control over him broke Draco, and he grunted his own release deep inside of her. His head dropped onto her shoulder, hands falling from her hair to wrap around her waist.

They sat together in silence for a minute before Hermione lifted off of Draco and laid down, bringing him to lie down with her. He pulled her close, her head resting on his shoulder.

"So, do you regret it yet?" Draco asked.

Hermione merely swatted his chest in reply, and giggled when he flinched. She kissed the spot she hit, and laid her head back down.

"You're an arse, but I don't regret a single second."

"Well then, give me ten minutes and we can go again."

He was prepared for her this time, and caught her hand in his own. He placed a kiss on her knuckles and laced their fingers together, pulling her closer to him and holding her tight.

A/N: The end? Possibly? I feel like this is a good place to stop, but let me know if you want to see more!