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Ch. 12 I could not ask for more
Hermione rushed up to the fourth floor in search of Draco. Her heart was racing; just needed to see him, to clear up this entire situation. She was running so fast up the stairs that she tripped and stumbled several times, the stairs cutting into her legs and needs.
"Fuck, my legs are going to be all bruised tomorrow. Juuuuust great." She managed to get to the tops of the stairs and ran down the hall to Draco's bedroom door. She tried to open the door, but it was locked. Hermione raced into her bedroom and tried to get into Draco's room through the bathroom, but it was no use.
When her brain finally caught up with her body, she remembered her favorite charm.
"Alohamora" she chanted, and the door flew open. Draco was sitting at his desk, his head in his hands. He looked up at her, looking very anxious and very nervous.
For a few moments, they did nothing but stare at one another. No words were spoken; no movements were made; only the sound of their breathing filled the room. Draco finally stood up, and Hermione ran over and hugged him. They held each other for what seemed like hours, before Draco put his hands on her cheeks and whispered in her ear.
"I want you to come with me." Looking confused, she allowed him to take her hand and lead her to the Astronomy Tower, where his broom sat. He motioned for her to get on, and he mounted in front of her, preparing to kick off. "Hold on tightly," he murmured, and in a fleeting second, they were leaving the tower and headed towards the Forbidden Forest.
The air was cold, and Hermione had to bury her face into the back of Draco's shirt to keep from the wind stinging her eyes. She wished she had dressed more warmly. She suddenly felt them descend after only a few minutes of flying. The closer to the ground they got, the warmer it was.
They landed on the forest floor. He took Hermione's hand and led her to a small little clearing. Out laid hundreds of rose petals, feather blankets, a roaring fire about a hundred feet from them, a light misty fog that smelled of warm vanilla, and small, dimly lit candles that floated in midair.
Hermione could not believe her eyes. Draco had gone through all of this trouble to prepare such a beautiful setting. He turned to her and looked into her eyes.
"Hermione, you have made me feel emotions that I never thought I could ever experience. You make me happy, you make me want to actually wake up each morning and do something good with my life. I have felt on top of the world ever since you and I first kissed. That kiss woke up something inside of me, and I knew that I wanted you all for myself. I love you Hermione Granger."
And with those words, he kissed Hermione's lips, very softly, holding her face in his hands, being very gentle with her, as if she were almost fragile. Her heart was pounding in her ears, and she felt her knees start to give way. Draco held onto her with his strong body. She felt faint, like she was floating in a parallel universe. How she had secretly hoped he'd tell her how he really felt. She whispered into his ear.
"I love you too, Draco Malfoy." She paused for a moment, then looking deep in his eyes, his beautiful blue eyes, and she spoke to him in a near whisper. "Sleep with me, Draco." This time, he didn't refuse her.
He gently laid her on the ground where the blankets lay. Softly, he kissed her lips, almost barely brushing up against them. She wrapped her arms around him, bringing him closer to her. He lied down on top of her, allowing his full body weight onto her tiny body. For a few, soft, quiet moments, they remained as such. Draco sat up and let Hermione take off his shirt, running her soft hands over his hard body as she pulled up his undershirt. She threw it aside and brought him back down to kiss her more, enjoying the warmth of his body up against his. She lifted up her arms, and Draco slid his hands under her shirt, grasping the edges and slowly bringing it up over her head. He than began to kiss his way down her body, stopping to kiss each breast for a brief moment. He kissed beneath her belly button, and then deftly began undoing the button and zipper of her jeans. He slipped them off with ease, revealing a pair of black Veronica's Secret bikini panties. He kissed his way back up towards Hermione's mouth, where she maneuvered to roll on top of him. She reached behind her back and undid the clasp holding her matching bra, allowing the straps to fall off her shoulders before taking it off completely. Draco reached up and began to play with each breast, rolling his tongue around each nipple. She sat back and made her way down his torso until she reached the snaps of his khaki's. With a devilish smile, she used her teeth to undo the buttons, and proceeded to taking off his pants. Draco was wearing a pair of silky maroon boxers, which did nothing to hide his erection.
Draco rolled back on top of her, holding her in his arms as he kissed her tenderly. "Are you sure this is what you want?" he murmured. Looking up at him with a nod, he went down in between her legs, taking off her underwear. Hermione's heart pounded in her ears as Draco began to lick her vagina. His tongue was so warm and felt so good between her legs, a little moan escaped from her mouth. Over and over he ran his tongue up and down, driving her near the edge. He would occasionally pause and pay attention to her breasts again.
Hermione stopped Draco from continuing when she told him it was his turn. No, she had not orgasmed, but she felt she was very close to feeling something very pleasurable, but she didn't want it just yet. She commanded to him to stand up, and slowly she pulled down his boxers. Taking the head of his penis, she began to suck on it softly, kissing him up and down his length, flicking her tongue in various areas, before completely engulfing him in her mouth. Hermione had never given a blowjob, but she had read about them in the restricted section of the library, and used the techniques she saw in the pictures to bring Malfoy to his absolute limit. He stopped her, knowing she was not prepared for what was about to happen.
He lied back down on top of her, and began to kiss her once more. Slowly, he made his way into her, going very slowly so not to hurt her. He did not hear any argument, nor did she indicate that she was in any pain, so he continued. He would bring his penis in and out of her in a steady rhythm. He occasionally licked Hermione's nipples, who was lost in the moment. Draco had a strange feeling inside of him, and he knew what would happen soon.
While she had not shown it, Hermione had experienced some discomfort as he kept rocking in and out of her, but the pain subsided as she soon began feeling more pleasurable sensations. She knew that she would orgasm very soon if Draco kept what he was doing. Not wanting him to stop, she nudged him to keep going with what he was doing.
It was more than they both could handle, and suddenly they were experiencing the most enjoyable sensations either one of them have ever had. It was almost over as quickly as it began, but in those few seconds they were one in another. They were united by love, by friendship, by trust.
Draco rolled off of Hermione and slipped under the covers with her, who was extremely content at that very moment. She suddenly looked very nervous.
"Draco, did I do okay?" she asked.
He looked down upon her with more love than one heart could feel in a lifetime. "Sweetheart, I could not ask for more."
Ch. 12 I could not ask for more
Hermione rushed up to the fourth floor in search of Draco. Her heart was racing; just needed to see him, to clear up this entire situation. She was running so fast up the stairs that she tripped and stumbled several times, the stairs cutting into her legs and needs.
"Fuck, my legs are going to be all bruised tomorrow. Juuuuust great." She managed to get to the tops of the stairs and ran down the hall to Draco's bedroom door. She tried to open the door, but it was locked. Hermione raced into her bedroom and tried to get into Draco's room through the bathroom, but it was no use.
When her brain finally caught up with her body, she remembered her favorite charm.
"Alohamora" she chanted, and the door flew open. Draco was sitting at his desk, his head in his hands. He looked up at her, looking very anxious and very nervous.
For a few moments, they did nothing but stare at one another. No words were spoken; no movements were made; only the sound of their breathing filled the room. Draco finally stood up, and Hermione ran over and hugged him. They held each other for what seemed like hours, before Draco put his hands on her cheeks and whispered in her ear.
"I want you to come with me." Looking confused, she allowed him to take her hand and lead her to the Astronomy Tower, where his broom sat. He motioned for her to get on, and he mounted in front of her, preparing to kick off. "Hold on tightly," he murmured, and in a fleeting second, they were leaving the tower and headed towards the Forbidden Forest.
The air was cold, and Hermione had to bury her face into the back of Draco's shirt to keep from the wind stinging her eyes. She wished she had dressed more warmly. She suddenly felt them descend after only a few minutes of flying. The closer to the ground they got, the warmer it was.
They landed on the forest floor. He took Hermione's hand and led her to a small little clearing. Out laid hundreds of rose petals, feather blankets, a roaring fire about a hundred feet from them, a light misty fog that smelled of warm vanilla, and small, dimly lit candles that floated in midair.
Hermione could not believe her eyes. Draco had gone through all of this trouble to prepare such a beautiful setting. He turned to her and looked into her eyes.
"Hermione, you have made me feel emotions that I never thought I could ever experience. You make me happy, you make me want to actually wake up each morning and do something good with my life. I have felt on top of the world ever since you and I first kissed. That kiss woke up something inside of me, and I knew that I wanted you all for myself. I love you Hermione Granger."
And with those words, he kissed Hermione's lips, very softly, holding her face in his hands, being very gentle with her, as if she were almost fragile. Her heart was pounding in her ears, and she felt her knees start to give way. Draco held onto her with his strong body. She felt faint, like she was floating in a parallel universe. How she had secretly hoped he'd tell her how he really felt. She whispered into his ear.
"I love you too, Draco Malfoy." She paused for a moment, then looking deep in his eyes, his beautiful blue eyes, and she spoke to him in a near whisper. "Sleep with me, Draco." This time, he didn't refuse her.
He gently laid her on the ground where the blankets lay. Softly, he kissed her lips, almost barely brushing up against them. She wrapped her arms around him, bringing him closer to her. He lied down on top of her, allowing his full body weight onto her tiny body. For a few, soft, quiet moments, they remained as such. Draco sat up and let Hermione take off his shirt, running her soft hands over his hard body as she pulled up his undershirt. She threw it aside and brought him back down to kiss her more, enjoying the warmth of his body up against his. She lifted up her arms, and Draco slid his hands under her shirt, grasping the edges and slowly bringing it up over her head. He than began to kiss his way down her body, stopping to kiss each breast for a brief moment. He kissed beneath her belly button, and then deftly began undoing the button and zipper of her jeans. He slipped them off with ease, revealing a pair of black Veronica's Secret bikini panties. He kissed his way back up towards Hermione's mouth, where she maneuvered to roll on top of him. She reached behind her back and undid the clasp holding her matching bra, allowing the straps to fall off her shoulders before taking it off completely. Draco reached up and began to play with each breast, rolling his tongue around each nipple. She sat back and made her way down his torso until she reached the snaps of his khaki's. With a devilish smile, she used her teeth to undo the buttons, and proceeded to taking off his pants. Draco was wearing a pair of silky maroon boxers, which did nothing to hide his erection.
Draco rolled back on top of her, holding her in his arms as he kissed her tenderly. "Are you sure this is what you want?" he murmured. Looking up at him with a nod, he went down in between her legs, taking off her underwear. Hermione's heart pounded in her ears as Draco began to lick her vagina. His tongue was so warm and felt so good between her legs, a little moan escaped from her mouth. Over and over he ran his tongue up and down, driving her near the edge. He would occasionally pause and pay attention to her breasts again.
Hermione stopped Draco from continuing when she told him it was his turn. No, she had not orgasmed, but she felt she was very close to feeling something very pleasurable, but she didn't want it just yet. She commanded to him to stand up, and slowly she pulled down his boxers. Taking the head of his penis, she began to suck on it softly, kissing him up and down his length, flicking her tongue in various areas, before completely engulfing him in her mouth. Hermione had never given a blowjob, but she had read about them in the restricted section of the library, and used the techniques she saw in the pictures to bring Malfoy to his absolute limit. He stopped her, knowing she was not prepared for what was about to happen.
He lied back down on top of her, and began to kiss her once more. Slowly, he made his way into her, going very slowly so not to hurt her. He did not hear any argument, nor did she indicate that she was in any pain, so he continued. He would bring his penis in and out of her in a steady rhythm. He occasionally licked Hermione's nipples, who was lost in the moment. Draco had a strange feeling inside of him, and he knew what would happen soon.
While she had not shown it, Hermione had experienced some discomfort as he kept rocking in and out of her, but the pain subsided as she soon began feeling more pleasurable sensations. She knew that she would orgasm very soon if Draco kept what he was doing. Not wanting him to stop, she nudged him to keep going with what he was doing.
It was more than they both could handle, and suddenly they were experiencing the most enjoyable sensations either one of them have ever had. It was almost over as quickly as it began, but in those few seconds they were one in another. They were united by love, by friendship, by trust.
Draco rolled off of Hermione and slipped under the covers with her, who was extremely content at that very moment. She suddenly looked very nervous.
"Draco, did I do okay?" she asked.
He looked down upon her with more love than one heart could feel in a lifetime. "Sweetheart, I could not ask for more."