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Someday
Ch. 6 The Rains Raged On
Draco gently carried Hermione over to her bed and lied her down. Their tongues were entangled in one another, and their desperation to be as one was intense. But they were to take it slow.
"Make love to me, Draco," Hermione whispered in Draco's ear. He led her to where her pillows were and gingerly placed lied on top of her. She allowed his hands to roam under her shirt, and he palmed her breast. They were soft, but firm, and they fit into his hands perfectly. Hermione moaned at the pleasurable sensation. Draco brought back his hand and carefully slid her shirt up to her underarms, where she lifted up and allowed him to take it off all the way. She lay there in jeans and a bra now, he still fully clothed. But Hermione was about to take care of that. While she was still sitting up, she ran her hands under Draco's shirt and felt his taut muscles and smooth skin before quickly taking off his t. Draco's lips returned to Hermione's and kissed her passionately. His hands retreated back to her breasts, where his thumbs rolled between her nipples, causing her to cry out in pleasure. His hands traveled to her bra straps where he brought them to the side of her shoulders, and ultimately, releasing the twins of their cotton exterior. He brought his mouth to each one and sucked them, teasing them, playing with them.
Before long he kissed his way down to the zipper of Hermione's jeans. With his teeth he unsnapped the top button and kissed the newly revealed skin that was covered by the jean.
"Wait," Hermione breathed. Draco stopped his advances and watched as Hermione sat back up and lead him back a bit until he was standing in front of her. Her finger tips grazed his six pack before unbuttoning his pants and letting them slide to his feet. He kicked them off and she dragged her thumbs around the waist band of his boxers before pulling them down, revealing Draco's very swollen member. She kissed the head of it, rolling her tongue around the top of his penis, before taking his entire length into her mouth. God it felt good to Draco, but he wanted to please her first. He stopped her from continuing and stood her up. He gave her a heart melting kiss as he too took off Hermione's jeans and played with her tie up thong. He loved to tease, and he kissed the area in and around the juncture of her legs. She untied the little bows herself and stood completely naked in front of Draco. He smiled and came back up to her mouth, and again led her back to the head of the bed.
Carefully he inserted himself into her, and together they began a steady rhythm. Before long both of them were sweaty, their hearts racing as they both worked to their climaxes. Hermione looked deep into Draco's eyes.
"I love you."
Hermione awoke with a start to a flash of lightening, her book in her hand. The rain was pouring out, but she didn't remember when it had started. Her heart was racing and she shook herself back into reality.
"What a dream," she whispered.
"Granger, are you in there? Come out here! I'm bored stiff! I'm sorry I said those things. I don't believe you think about me naked, okay?" Malfoy banged at the door in desperation. She hadn't answered him in nearly two hours, and the rain showed no signs of letting up.
"Fine, fine, fine," Hermione collected her thoughts and regained her wits before walking out of the room. She opened the door and was greeted to somehow an even handsomer Malfoy.
"Fucking finally," he breathed.
"Well if you're going to be like that, then-" and Hermione stepped back into her room.
"Oh no you don't!" Draco grabbed her hand- electricity pulsated through Hermione's body- as he pulled her back into the hallway and up against his chest. "You're not about to leave me out here again for another two hours. What were you doing anyways?" he looked in her room and saw no sign of disturbance.
"Reading," she said simply and smiled. "So, what's there to do, now that it's completely black out and the lights haven't returned?" She walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, still cold and grabbed a water bottle. Draco went over and sat in the middle of the half circle couch, where it was the most comfortable.
"Well, there are bored games, the age old tradition of conversation, thinking about me naked."
Hermione walked back over and stood in front of him. "Is that all you think about? You being naked?"
"Well, no, sometimes there are other girls involved." He smiled wickedly.
"God you are so arrogant." She put her water down on the table behind her and grabbed a pillow from the other recliner and threw it at him.
"You know, you throw pretty wussy for a girl. My mother could slice a man in half with the way she throws."
"I swear to Merlin if you insult me one more time." Hermione's anger was getting the best of her.
"Or what, you'll take off my shirt and throw me down on the ground? I know you want to Granger."
"Okay, that's it," Hermione charged over to Draco and jumped on him, trying very hard to hit him. He was able to deflect her hands with his own and looked at her with intensity.
"You need some practice Granger," he smiled.
"Oh shove off, Malfoy." She leaned back to get off of Malfoy but he held onto her wrists and pulled her into a heated, passionate kiss. And, much to his surprise, Hermione started to kiss him back.
She didn't know what had gotten into herself, but all her pent up anger and frustration finally boiled over, and it was far more than she was willing to take. Suddenly she found herself hungry for more of him.
Draco tried to break their kiss to speak. "Jesus, Granger."
"Shut up and just kiss me," she demanded. Power was something that turned Draco on immensely. He had to have her, right then and there. He quickly threw off her shirt and his, and unsnapped the front of her bra. She didn't object, but, if anything, she wanted more.
"You need a condom," she whispered in between kisses.
"Fuck," he sighed. "Where are they?"
"Under the sink."
"Don't you even think about going anywhere." He left Hermione on the couch and grabbed a couple of condoms, returning to where he was.
Hermione lead Draco in front of her, and kissed his stomach a couple of times before unzipping his jeans and pulling down his boxers. Just like in her dream.
Draco pulled Hermione up and walked around behind her. She faced the window and watched the lightening as Draco roamed his hands up and down her breasts, teasing her nipples and making her ache inside. His hands reached across her pelvis and unsnapped the button of her jeans, and carefully pulled down the zipper. He slid the jeans down her thighs, until she wore nothing but her black thong. He found nothing sexier than black clothing and kissed her hips before pulled him down. He reached for the coffee table and slipped on a condom. He sat down and directed her where to sit, so that his penis teased her most sensitive parts. She gasped a huge sigh and waited as Draco's hands slipped down to her clitoris. She moaned for him as he began to tease her and play with her. Already she knew she couldn't hold out for much longer. She stopped him and rolled over so that she was straddling him.
His need for sex was so great that he didn't even mind. He slid into her with ease, and before either one knew it, they were rocking each other. Hermione grinded into Draco, as he himself played with her breasts. With each stroke they were closer and closer to a simultaneous orgasm.
"Jesus, Granger." Draco gasped. She was not like other girls. Usually they would let him stay in control, but Hermione knew what she wanted and how she wanted it and wouldn't stop before they got it. He didn't want to give her the satisfaction of knowing how much he really was enjoying this, and how he didn't want it to end.
His lower regions had other plans though. There was only so much that Draco could hold back until he and Hermione both yelled out in pleasure as their orgasms rocked one another to the core.
Hermione sat breathless.
"Jesus, Malfoy."
Someday
Ch. 6 The Rains Raged On
Draco gently carried Hermione over to her bed and lied her down. Their tongues were entangled in one another, and their desperation to be as one was intense. But they were to take it slow.
"Make love to me, Draco," Hermione whispered in Draco's ear. He led her to where her pillows were and gingerly placed lied on top of her. She allowed his hands to roam under her shirt, and he palmed her breast. They were soft, but firm, and they fit into his hands perfectly. Hermione moaned at the pleasurable sensation. Draco brought back his hand and carefully slid her shirt up to her underarms, where she lifted up and allowed him to take it off all the way. She lay there in jeans and a bra now, he still fully clothed. But Hermione was about to take care of that. While she was still sitting up, she ran her hands under Draco's shirt and felt his taut muscles and smooth skin before quickly taking off his t. Draco's lips returned to Hermione's and kissed her passionately. His hands retreated back to her breasts, where his thumbs rolled between her nipples, causing her to cry out in pleasure. His hands traveled to her bra straps where he brought them to the side of her shoulders, and ultimately, releasing the twins of their cotton exterior. He brought his mouth to each one and sucked them, teasing them, playing with them.
Before long he kissed his way down to the zipper of Hermione's jeans. With his teeth he unsnapped the top button and kissed the newly revealed skin that was covered by the jean.
"Wait," Hermione breathed. Draco stopped his advances and watched as Hermione sat back up and lead him back a bit until he was standing in front of her. Her finger tips grazed his six pack before unbuttoning his pants and letting them slide to his feet. He kicked them off and she dragged her thumbs around the waist band of his boxers before pulling them down, revealing Draco's very swollen member. She kissed the head of it, rolling her tongue around the top of his penis, before taking his entire length into her mouth. God it felt good to Draco, but he wanted to please her first. He stopped her from continuing and stood her up. He gave her a heart melting kiss as he too took off Hermione's jeans and played with her tie up thong. He loved to tease, and he kissed the area in and around the juncture of her legs. She untied the little bows herself and stood completely naked in front of Draco. He smiled and came back up to her mouth, and again led her back to the head of the bed.
Carefully he inserted himself into her, and together they began a steady rhythm. Before long both of them were sweaty, their hearts racing as they both worked to their climaxes. Hermione looked deep into Draco's eyes.
"I love you."
Hermione awoke with a start to a flash of lightening, her book in her hand. The rain was pouring out, but she didn't remember when it had started. Her heart was racing and she shook herself back into reality.
"What a dream," she whispered.
"Granger, are you in there? Come out here! I'm bored stiff! I'm sorry I said those things. I don't believe you think about me naked, okay?" Malfoy banged at the door in desperation. She hadn't answered him in nearly two hours, and the rain showed no signs of letting up.
"Fine, fine, fine," Hermione collected her thoughts and regained her wits before walking out of the room. She opened the door and was greeted to somehow an even handsomer Malfoy.
"Fucking finally," he breathed.
"Well if you're going to be like that, then-" and Hermione stepped back into her room.
"Oh no you don't!" Draco grabbed her hand- electricity pulsated through Hermione's body- as he pulled her back into the hallway and up against his chest. "You're not about to leave me out here again for another two hours. What were you doing anyways?" he looked in her room and saw no sign of disturbance.
"Reading," she said simply and smiled. "So, what's there to do, now that it's completely black out and the lights haven't returned?" She walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, still cold and grabbed a water bottle. Draco went over and sat in the middle of the half circle couch, where it was the most comfortable.
"Well, there are bored games, the age old tradition of conversation, thinking about me naked."
Hermione walked back over and stood in front of him. "Is that all you think about? You being naked?"
"Well, no, sometimes there are other girls involved." He smiled wickedly.
"God you are so arrogant." She put her water down on the table behind her and grabbed a pillow from the other recliner and threw it at him.
"You know, you throw pretty wussy for a girl. My mother could slice a man in half with the way she throws."
"I swear to Merlin if you insult me one more time." Hermione's anger was getting the best of her.
"Or what, you'll take off my shirt and throw me down on the ground? I know you want to Granger."
"Okay, that's it," Hermione charged over to Draco and jumped on him, trying very hard to hit him. He was able to deflect her hands with his own and looked at her with intensity.
"You need some practice Granger," he smiled.
"Oh shove off, Malfoy." She leaned back to get off of Malfoy but he held onto her wrists and pulled her into a heated, passionate kiss. And, much to his surprise, Hermione started to kiss him back.
She didn't know what had gotten into herself, but all her pent up anger and frustration finally boiled over, and it was far more than she was willing to take. Suddenly she found herself hungry for more of him.
Draco tried to break their kiss to speak. "Jesus, Granger."
"Shut up and just kiss me," she demanded. Power was something that turned Draco on immensely. He had to have her, right then and there. He quickly threw off her shirt and his, and unsnapped the front of her bra. She didn't object, but, if anything, she wanted more.
"You need a condom," she whispered in between kisses.
"Fuck," he sighed. "Where are they?"
"Under the sink."
"Don't you even think about going anywhere." He left Hermione on the couch and grabbed a couple of condoms, returning to where he was.
Hermione lead Draco in front of her, and kissed his stomach a couple of times before unzipping his jeans and pulling down his boxers. Just like in her dream.
Draco pulled Hermione up and walked around behind her. She faced the window and watched the lightening as Draco roamed his hands up and down her breasts, teasing her nipples and making her ache inside. His hands reached across her pelvis and unsnapped the button of her jeans, and carefully pulled down the zipper. He slid the jeans down her thighs, until she wore nothing but her black thong. He found nothing sexier than black clothing and kissed her hips before pulled him down. He reached for the coffee table and slipped on a condom. He sat down and directed her where to sit, so that his penis teased her most sensitive parts. She gasped a huge sigh and waited as Draco's hands slipped down to her clitoris. She moaned for him as he began to tease her and play with her. Already she knew she couldn't hold out for much longer. She stopped him and rolled over so that she was straddling him.
His need for sex was so great that he didn't even mind. He slid into her with ease, and before either one knew it, they were rocking each other. Hermione grinded into Draco, as he himself played with her breasts. With each stroke they were closer and closer to a simultaneous orgasm.
"Jesus, Granger." Draco gasped. She was not like other girls. Usually they would let him stay in control, but Hermione knew what she wanted and how she wanted it and wouldn't stop before they got it. He didn't want to give her the satisfaction of knowing how much he really was enjoying this, and how he didn't want it to end.
His lower regions had other plans though. There was only so much that Draco could hold back until he and Hermione both yelled out in pleasure as their orgasms rocked one another to the core.
Hermione sat breathless.
"Jesus, Malfoy."