Hermione stood in the doorway. Totally taken aback at the beauty of the room in which she was now standing. The crimson walls with beautiful portraits of men and women entangled in each others embraces. The four-poster with it's white sheers drapped expertly. There was a grand brick fire place roaring and cracking. Candles littered the room. All the smells were so delicious.
"Great, isn't it?" Draco exclaimed excitedly, leaving her side to flop on the bed.
Hermione walked towards the bed seeing black satin sheets exposed near the head of the bed. She sat cautiously next to Draco. "Where did you find this place?" she asked awestruck.
"Don't worry about it, " he said turning to her laying his head on his hand. "It's ours for the night!" he finished getting up to investigate everything more closely. Hermione just sat there, totally stunned. No one had ever done something like this for her before. While she was in her daze Draco climbed on the bed behind her. He knelt, and began messaging her shoulders. "Up for a good snogging, Lover?" he asked quietly kissing the top of her head.
"How far did you and Pansy go?" inquired Hermione out of the blue.
"Snogging." Draco replied seeming not stunned by the question. "Why?"
"You never did 'it' with her then?"
"I could never do that with such a great git. Again, Why?" Draco said again.
"I was just thinking I may have a chance with you, but now I know I don't." Hermione answered standing and walked towards the door.
"What makes you think that!" Draco said springing off the bed, grabbing her shoulders.
"She is beautiful, and I'm well...not. I'm the great prat mudblood, third in the Dynamic Trio. Why would you do anything with me?" Hermione's eyes began to water.
Draco decided not to speak. He laced his hands with hers. Her back was to his front. He lifted their entwined hands above his neck. She grabbed the back of his neck. He ran his hands down her sides. Her chest, her waist, her hips, all beautifully shapen. He then returned his hands to her arms. He kissed them up and down. The tears began to stream down her face. l There was nothing she could do to stop them. He spun her around, kissing the places where her tears lay them wiping them away with his thumbs. Then he kissed her eyelids. She lay her head on his shoulder and draped her arms down his back. He began undoing the twists from her soft, silky hair. He felt the zipper on the back of her dress. He unzipped it slowly, waiting for a show of discontent from her. But, she had slid her hands around his waist pulling his shirt un tucked as she went. When her hands reached the front of his shirt she began to unbutton it. Once at a time. She felt his beautiful muscles as she ran her hands over his chest and abs. She slid it off and it rippled to the floor. They began to kiss and caress each other passionately. She began to undo the fly on his pants. He kicked off his shoes just as his pants fell. There they were. Her in her back lacy panties and strapless bra. Him in his black silk boxers.
"Mmm...black lace." he whispered as he outlined her underwear with his fingers.
"Silk...nice." she said feeling them rub against her bare skin.
She pushed him onto the bed. The soft material felt wonderful on their nearly naked bodies.
DAMN I'M EVIL! TUNE IN NEXT TIME....HE HE HE!!!!!!
"Great, isn't it?" Draco exclaimed excitedly, leaving her side to flop on the bed.
Hermione walked towards the bed seeing black satin sheets exposed near the head of the bed. She sat cautiously next to Draco. "Where did you find this place?" she asked awestruck.
"Don't worry about it, " he said turning to her laying his head on his hand. "It's ours for the night!" he finished getting up to investigate everything more closely. Hermione just sat there, totally stunned. No one had ever done something like this for her before. While she was in her daze Draco climbed on the bed behind her. He knelt, and began messaging her shoulders. "Up for a good snogging, Lover?" he asked quietly kissing the top of her head.
"How far did you and Pansy go?" inquired Hermione out of the blue.
"Snogging." Draco replied seeming not stunned by the question. "Why?"
"You never did 'it' with her then?"
"I could never do that with such a great git. Again, Why?" Draco said again.
"I was just thinking I may have a chance with you, but now I know I don't." Hermione answered standing and walked towards the door.
"What makes you think that!" Draco said springing off the bed, grabbing her shoulders.
"She is beautiful, and I'm well...not. I'm the great prat mudblood, third in the Dynamic Trio. Why would you do anything with me?" Hermione's eyes began to water.
Draco decided not to speak. He laced his hands with hers. Her back was to his front. He lifted their entwined hands above his neck. She grabbed the back of his neck. He ran his hands down her sides. Her chest, her waist, her hips, all beautifully shapen. He then returned his hands to her arms. He kissed them up and down. The tears began to stream down her face. l There was nothing she could do to stop them. He spun her around, kissing the places where her tears lay them wiping them away with his thumbs. Then he kissed her eyelids. She lay her head on his shoulder and draped her arms down his back. He began undoing the twists from her soft, silky hair. He felt the zipper on the back of her dress. He unzipped it slowly, waiting for a show of discontent from her. But, she had slid her hands around his waist pulling his shirt un tucked as she went. When her hands reached the front of his shirt she began to unbutton it. Once at a time. She felt his beautiful muscles as she ran her hands over his chest and abs. She slid it off and it rippled to the floor. They began to kiss and caress each other passionately. She began to undo the fly on his pants. He kicked off his shoes just as his pants fell. There they were. Her in her back lacy panties and strapless bra. Him in his black silk boxers.
"Mmm...black lace." he whispered as he outlined her underwear with his fingers.
"Silk...nice." she said feeling them rub against her bare skin.
She pushed him onto the bed. The soft material felt wonderful on their nearly naked bodies.
DAMN I'M EVIL! TUNE IN NEXT TIME....HE HE HE!!!!!!