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Hermione awoke at about eight o'clock the next morning, the sheets wrapped around her tightly. She could feel an arm around her tummy and someone's regular breathing. She realised she was at Draco's and it was Draco who had his arm around her. That was when she realised she was naked, and so was Draco.
She rolled over, so she was facing him. He stirred, blinked a few times and opened his eyes. His eyes were encrusted with sleep and everything was bleary. He could make out Hermione laying next to him, staring at him.
"Good morning," he said sleepily, reflecting his eyes.
"Hmm." Hermione murmured. He felt her warm lips come in contact with his and acted rather than thought. He pulled Hermione nearer to him, encasing her lips. She wriggled up to him and he found himself underneath her warm, naked body. She kept the sheet low, running her hands through his chest and kissing him at the same time. He looped his arms around her body, spiraling his legs into hers, his body throbbing.
She started stroking her hands through his hair, up, down. When he started playing with her nipples she began tightening her hold on his hair and pushing herself to him. She was trying to engage themselves, their forms melded, liquefied together. He broke away the kiss, and began to suck at her nipples like he had done the night before. Hermione tossed and the sound of sensuality escaped her lips.
Fifteen minutes later, her stars had stopped and she felt Draco so close to her she thought they were together like they should be. She began kissing him again when she suddenly felt sick, and jumping to her feet, she ran to the bathroom, making it just in time. She felt Draco behind her, stroking her back and trying to maintain her calmness. She threw up again and went to the basin, washed her mouth out and brushed her teeth. That at least got rid of the horrible taste.
She turned around and Draco was standing there, looking at her. He had wrapped a towel around himself and was hanging a towel up for Hermione.
"I thought you might like a shower." He said. She nodded and climbing into the shower turned on the taps. She fiddled with them for a while and when she felt like that was the ideal temperature she turned around. Warm arms curved their arms around her body. She opened her eyes and found Draco standing in front of her. She met his lips and they stood there, entangled together with the warm water rushing over them. The kiss seemed like it would never end, and Hermione didn't want it to. Draco found the small of her back and she cried with pleasure. His shower was also a bath so, laying down, the water still running over them, Draco and Hermione were locked together. She was on the bottom, and couldn't move. Draco sat up, tying her legs up with his and noticed Hermione properly for the first time. She was wearing a smile of pure joy and her breasts were rolling around. He bent down and sucked and sucked. She thought this beautiful torture would never end. He finally broke away and his tongue was like a snakes, flicking around her upper body. He ran circles around them and she kept breathing quickly. He then got his thumb and fore finger and massaged her nipples. He then ran his hands down her belly and when he reached her belly button he bent his tongue down and licked at it. He continued his exploring and ran his arms back up to her neck. He opened his mouth wide like he was going to take a bite out of an apple and sucked playfully. He kissed it, and Hermione just lay there, sinking into the bath. She couldn't move, the bath was surrounding her. He met her mouth and suddenly explosions went off in her head and she knew that they were one, rolling, pushing, kissing. The water continued to run over them and the girl underneath Draco felt like she was falling, falling through a big hole. But a pair of warm hands were supporting her, pushing her back up.
For five minutes they lay, together, Hermione sighing with passion, Draco rolling his tongue around her mouth. She thought that her whole life was going to this man, this man who seemed like he had always hated her. Her virginity had gone, flying away like a cloud on a windy day. Here was this light coloured man, blonde hair wet and muscles pulsating all over her.
Draco was feeling something entirely different. When he had gone in he felt his entire life being poured out into the girl below him. His fights with Voldemort, his father, mother, all his hate at school. He felt like all his grief and hardship was fading, going, rushing out. He couldn't stop this feeling of hate going.
He was liking it to much. So for what seemed like an eternity they just were there, water rushing over them, moisturising their stretched skin. When Draco looked at the clock in the bathroom he realised that femininity and maleness had been part of one big life for about ten minutes. His soul was pouring out.
Hermione reached up, and her breasts struck Draco in the chest. He cupped them with his hands and pushed and pulled his head in and out of them. Sexuality was dripping from each one and when Draco finally pulled out, both sighed and fell onto each other. Draco stood up and turned off the taps. He gathered Hermione up in his arms and patted her with the towel. When she was just lightly dry she stumbled into the bedroom and he gave himself a quick dry. They got into the bed and lay there, his arm over her breasts, playing with the left one. She was guiding his hand around and her nails were arched, clawing at him. He rolled her over so they were facing each other. He put his left leg under hers, his right on top. He put his left arm under her side and his other over the top and pulled her so close to him that they could feel each others heart beat. Tiredness enveloped the pair and they fell asleep in each other's arm, wrapped very tightly with sheets.
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When Draco awoke he found that Hermione was snuggled right up to him and he devoured her lips. She sighed and muttered, "Oh yes." and Draco continued until he was throbbing with arousal. He moved and fell asleep, him in her.
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"Well, what do we have here? Something jealous?" He said huskily. Hermione laughed, but stopped short when he wrapped his hand around them and rolled his finger over the main part of her breast.
For the next couple of hours they slept, made love for long periods of time, kissed, hugged and stayed together. Eventually Hermione got up and went to the bathroom. She went to the toilet and then went back to the bedroom and slipped on some spare clothes she had thought to bring along. Draco stood up and went into the bathroom, did his business and changed and whatever else he had to do and then went outside and made some toast. Neither one was very hungry.
For the rest of the afternoon they lay either in the hammock or on the couch, cuddling, kissing and enjoying themselves. But it was time that Hermione had to go and she wasn't looking forward to it. She rolled over in the hammock so that she was facing Draco and kissed him. He stretched out the hammock but she kept the kiss going. Draco knew what she was conveying and let her get up. She dragged herself around the house, picking up her things and putting them in the car. She went up to the house and kissed Draco. He pulled her into the house and encircled her waist. She jumped up and he grunted slightly but kept her there.
He stroked her back, went round her side and put her back down again.
"That can be the beginning to what will happen next time we meet at your house or mine," he explained.
Hermione nodded, turned and walked to her car. Draco followed her and when they got to the car, bent her over the door, kissed her and brushed her breasts lightly.
"Call me, ok?" he said. Hermione nodded again, and, climbing into her car started it up and drove off, Draco becoming smaller and smaller.
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Hermione had been expecting her period a few days after her encounter with Draco. A week after it didn't come she got herself a pregnancy test. She had stayed in touch with Draco since her visit and remained firm that she wasn't expecting anything. One test could decide her future. She took it and waited. After five minutes of trying to convince herself that she wasn't pregnant she looked at the test. It confirmed what she feared. She was expecting a child.
A/N: Everyone happy? It finally happened! But don't expect it to be a fairytale baby, i.e. no complications. Or will it be? You'll just have to wait!! HEE HEE!
Cuppy!
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Hermione awoke at about eight o'clock the next morning, the sheets wrapped around her tightly. She could feel an arm around her tummy and someone's regular breathing. She realised she was at Draco's and it was Draco who had his arm around her. That was when she realised she was naked, and so was Draco.
She rolled over, so she was facing him. He stirred, blinked a few times and opened his eyes. His eyes were encrusted with sleep and everything was bleary. He could make out Hermione laying next to him, staring at him.
"Good morning," he said sleepily, reflecting his eyes.
"Hmm." Hermione murmured. He felt her warm lips come in contact with his and acted rather than thought. He pulled Hermione nearer to him, encasing her lips. She wriggled up to him and he found himself underneath her warm, naked body. She kept the sheet low, running her hands through his chest and kissing him at the same time. He looped his arms around her body, spiraling his legs into hers, his body throbbing.
She started stroking her hands through his hair, up, down. When he started playing with her nipples she began tightening her hold on his hair and pushing herself to him. She was trying to engage themselves, their forms melded, liquefied together. He broke away the kiss, and began to suck at her nipples like he had done the night before. Hermione tossed and the sound of sensuality escaped her lips.
Fifteen minutes later, her stars had stopped and she felt Draco so close to her she thought they were together like they should be. She began kissing him again when she suddenly felt sick, and jumping to her feet, she ran to the bathroom, making it just in time. She felt Draco behind her, stroking her back and trying to maintain her calmness. She threw up again and went to the basin, washed her mouth out and brushed her teeth. That at least got rid of the horrible taste.
She turned around and Draco was standing there, looking at her. He had wrapped a towel around himself and was hanging a towel up for Hermione.
"I thought you might like a shower." He said. She nodded and climbing into the shower turned on the taps. She fiddled with them for a while and when she felt like that was the ideal temperature she turned around. Warm arms curved their arms around her body. She opened her eyes and found Draco standing in front of her. She met his lips and they stood there, entangled together with the warm water rushing over them. The kiss seemed like it would never end, and Hermione didn't want it to. Draco found the small of her back and she cried with pleasure. His shower was also a bath so, laying down, the water still running over them, Draco and Hermione were locked together. She was on the bottom, and couldn't move. Draco sat up, tying her legs up with his and noticed Hermione properly for the first time. She was wearing a smile of pure joy and her breasts were rolling around. He bent down and sucked and sucked. She thought this beautiful torture would never end. He finally broke away and his tongue was like a snakes, flicking around her upper body. He ran circles around them and she kept breathing quickly. He then got his thumb and fore finger and massaged her nipples. He then ran his hands down her belly and when he reached her belly button he bent his tongue down and licked at it. He continued his exploring and ran his arms back up to her neck. He opened his mouth wide like he was going to take a bite out of an apple and sucked playfully. He kissed it, and Hermione just lay there, sinking into the bath. She couldn't move, the bath was surrounding her. He met her mouth and suddenly explosions went off in her head and she knew that they were one, rolling, pushing, kissing. The water continued to run over them and the girl underneath Draco felt like she was falling, falling through a big hole. But a pair of warm hands were supporting her, pushing her back up.
For five minutes they lay, together, Hermione sighing with passion, Draco rolling his tongue around her mouth. She thought that her whole life was going to this man, this man who seemed like he had always hated her. Her virginity had gone, flying away like a cloud on a windy day. Here was this light coloured man, blonde hair wet and muscles pulsating all over her.
Draco was feeling something entirely different. When he had gone in he felt his entire life being poured out into the girl below him. His fights with Voldemort, his father, mother, all his hate at school. He felt like all his grief and hardship was fading, going, rushing out. He couldn't stop this feeling of hate going.
He was liking it to much. So for what seemed like an eternity they just were there, water rushing over them, moisturising their stretched skin. When Draco looked at the clock in the bathroom he realised that femininity and maleness had been part of one big life for about ten minutes. His soul was pouring out.
Hermione reached up, and her breasts struck Draco in the chest. He cupped them with his hands and pushed and pulled his head in and out of them. Sexuality was dripping from each one and when Draco finally pulled out, both sighed and fell onto each other. Draco stood up and turned off the taps. He gathered Hermione up in his arms and patted her with the towel. When she was just lightly dry she stumbled into the bedroom and he gave himself a quick dry. They got into the bed and lay there, his arm over her breasts, playing with the left one. She was guiding his hand around and her nails were arched, clawing at him. He rolled her over so they were facing each other. He put his left leg under hers, his right on top. He put his left arm under her side and his other over the top and pulled her so close to him that they could feel each others heart beat. Tiredness enveloped the pair and they fell asleep in each other's arm, wrapped very tightly with sheets.
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When Draco awoke he found that Hermione was snuggled right up to him and he devoured her lips. She sighed and muttered, "Oh yes." and Draco continued until he was throbbing with arousal. He moved and fell asleep, him in her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~ *~*~*~When Hermione woke up next she found that Draco was with her, in more than one respect. She didn't know how long it had been like this but she just felt like she was sinking into the bed. She kissed Draco's eyes and he awoke. Smiling, he kissed Hermione, but this wasn't how he normally kissed her. His tongue rolled over her nose and slid over her lips. Her mouth parted and his tongue was met by another tongue. They played together, Hermione giggling. Her conscience was going straight to her nipples and pushed them outwards into his chest. Draco felt the sudden change and broke the kiss away. He slid down the sheet and glanced at her breasts.
"Well, what do we have here? Something jealous?" He said huskily. Hermione laughed, but stopped short when he wrapped his hand around them and rolled his finger over the main part of her breast.
For the next couple of hours they slept, made love for long periods of time, kissed, hugged and stayed together. Eventually Hermione got up and went to the bathroom. She went to the toilet and then went back to the bedroom and slipped on some spare clothes she had thought to bring along. Draco stood up and went into the bathroom, did his business and changed and whatever else he had to do and then went outside and made some toast. Neither one was very hungry.
For the rest of the afternoon they lay either in the hammock or on the couch, cuddling, kissing and enjoying themselves. But it was time that Hermione had to go and she wasn't looking forward to it. She rolled over in the hammock so that she was facing Draco and kissed him. He stretched out the hammock but she kept the kiss going. Draco knew what she was conveying and let her get up. She dragged herself around the house, picking up her things and putting them in the car. She went up to the house and kissed Draco. He pulled her into the house and encircled her waist. She jumped up and he grunted slightly but kept her there.
He stroked her back, went round her side and put her back down again.
"That can be the beginning to what will happen next time we meet at your house or mine," he explained.
Hermione nodded, turned and walked to her car. Draco followed her and when they got to the car, bent her over the door, kissed her and brushed her breasts lightly.
"Call me, ok?" he said. Hermione nodded again, and, climbing into her car started it up and drove off, Draco becoming smaller and smaller.
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Hermione had been expecting her period a few days after her encounter with Draco. A week after it didn't come she got herself a pregnancy test. She had stayed in touch with Draco since her visit and remained firm that she wasn't expecting anything. One test could decide her future. She took it and waited. After five minutes of trying to convince herself that she wasn't pregnant she looked at the test. It confirmed what she feared. She was expecting a child.
A/N: Everyone happy? It finally happened! But don't expect it to be a fairytale baby, i.e. no complications. Or will it be? You'll just have to wait!! HEE HEE!
Cuppy!