IN HOUNOUR OF BLOOD
DRACO AND HERMINE
NOTE: ALL CHARACTER NAMES SETTING ETC BELONG TO THE GREAT J.R ROWLING NOT ME.
He hated the way the sunlight played on the whips of her hair. He hated the way her cheeks presented two of the most kissable dimples in her cheeks. He hated the way she would walk as if coaxing the male's species to just pounce on her. He hated the way she smelt like vanilla in the mornings and strawberries at night. But most of all he hated the she didn't know any of this.
She hated the way that smirked played on his face every time he made snide comments her way. She hated the way his hair fell needlessly down in front of his eyes. She hated the way his jaw line was so perfect you didn't know weather he was real or a sculpture of pure perfection. But most of all she hated the way he knew all of this.
They where drawn together by passion, but pulled apart by power, they denied the other in front of the world but drew close when they world had its back turned. At night they where one during the day there lives where different, but always at night they would truly are the way it was meant to be. A Gryffindor and slytherin, a battle of whits that would crack first but most of the entire dependency one needed of the other. And just like every other night they came together.
"You're insufferable, but I need you granger. Your like a drug you know the more I get the more I want" Draco malfoy said as he crept up behind Hermione granger. "It has to end you know this Draco, but I need you, I want you I have to have more" Hermione granger replied as she let Draco slowly and agonisingly kiss down her neck. "It's to far know you know that Granger. There's no going back from here you May as well except that and give into it." Draco simply told her and he twisted her around to face him. He was wearing a black shit which wasn't buttoned up leaving his chest revealed just how she likes it. He was wearing black pants that had a silver dragon embodied on one of the hip and again he was bare foot letting his perfect feet be seen. She liked that to. He surveyed her as if she was a possession he treasured. He knew she was but would never tell her that. She was in red dress that was haltered around her neck. It showed of her natural curves just how he liked it. The dress was love cut around her chest leaving Draco's imagination to run wild. Her feet where bare, so her perfect feet could be seen. He liked that too.
Brown met silver in an unimaginable force of lust passion and tough nether would admit it love. Soon enough they where on the bed in Hermione's room. She was head girl and no one would desterb them there.
He pulled her dress over her head slowly and painfully. It revealed black undergarments of a corset and matching thong. On the hip of the corset was a gold lioness. He knew it would take ages to get trough it but that made it all the more enjoyable. She peeled of his shirt curving over his strong shoulders until it was finally off then she moved to his pants where little by little kissing down his legs sis the pants come of revelling a pair of the darkest green boxers holding his aroused member.
"You do this to me granger only you. Remember that"
He turned her around on her stomach so he could untie the ting thing that was stopping him seeing the whole of her. String by string inch by inch, kissing down her back did him reveals what he wanted most. He turned her around and continued to kiss every inch of her exposed abdomen. Until he reaches the outer line of her tong which with must ease did he rips away. She replied by hooking her toes in his boxers pulling them of oh so carefully letting loose the thing that got them here in the first place.
Without waring. That the way she likes it. She found that he was inside of her pushing in and out in an uncontrolled rhythm. There was more friction that way it made it all the more enjoyable.
It went like that for 3 more hours. They like it that way slow but quick. They could both hold themselves off until at the opportune moment they both let go in a moment of ecstasy. Screaming each others name. There last name never had one uttered there first name in there little meetings.
He never pulled out of her straight away. They both liked it that way. He stayed in her until lust again over road there senses and they would start again.
They both like it that way
DRACO AND HERMINE
NOTE: ALL CHARACTER NAMES SETTING ETC BELONG TO THE GREAT J.R ROWLING NOT ME.
He hated the way the sunlight played on the whips of her hair. He hated the way her cheeks presented two of the most kissable dimples in her cheeks. He hated the way she would walk as if coaxing the male's species to just pounce on her. He hated the way she smelt like vanilla in the mornings and strawberries at night. But most of all he hated the she didn't know any of this.
She hated the way that smirked played on his face every time he made snide comments her way. She hated the way his hair fell needlessly down in front of his eyes. She hated the way his jaw line was so perfect you didn't know weather he was real or a sculpture of pure perfection. But most of all she hated the way he knew all of this.
They where drawn together by passion, but pulled apart by power, they denied the other in front of the world but drew close when they world had its back turned. At night they where one during the day there lives where different, but always at night they would truly are the way it was meant to be. A Gryffindor and slytherin, a battle of whits that would crack first but most of the entire dependency one needed of the other. And just like every other night they came together.
"You're insufferable, but I need you granger. Your like a drug you know the more I get the more I want" Draco malfoy said as he crept up behind Hermione granger. "It has to end you know this Draco, but I need you, I want you I have to have more" Hermione granger replied as she let Draco slowly and agonisingly kiss down her neck. "It's to far know you know that Granger. There's no going back from here you May as well except that and give into it." Draco simply told her and he twisted her around to face him. He was wearing a black shit which wasn't buttoned up leaving his chest revealed just how she likes it. He was wearing black pants that had a silver dragon embodied on one of the hip and again he was bare foot letting his perfect feet be seen. She liked that to. He surveyed her as if she was a possession he treasured. He knew she was but would never tell her that. She was in red dress that was haltered around her neck. It showed of her natural curves just how he liked it. The dress was love cut around her chest leaving Draco's imagination to run wild. Her feet where bare, so her perfect feet could be seen. He liked that too.
Brown met silver in an unimaginable force of lust passion and tough nether would admit it love. Soon enough they where on the bed in Hermione's room. She was head girl and no one would desterb them there.
He pulled her dress over her head slowly and painfully. It revealed black undergarments of a corset and matching thong. On the hip of the corset was a gold lioness. He knew it would take ages to get trough it but that made it all the more enjoyable. She peeled of his shirt curving over his strong shoulders until it was finally off then she moved to his pants where little by little kissing down his legs sis the pants come of revelling a pair of the darkest green boxers holding his aroused member.
"You do this to me granger only you. Remember that"
He turned her around on her stomach so he could untie the ting thing that was stopping him seeing the whole of her. String by string inch by inch, kissing down her back did him reveals what he wanted most. He turned her around and continued to kiss every inch of her exposed abdomen. Until he reaches the outer line of her tong which with must ease did he rips away. She replied by hooking her toes in his boxers pulling them of oh so carefully letting loose the thing that got them here in the first place.
Without waring. That the way she likes it. She found that he was inside of her pushing in and out in an uncontrolled rhythm. There was more friction that way it made it all the more enjoyable.
It went like that for 3 more hours. They like it that way slow but quick. They could both hold themselves off until at the opportune moment they both let go in a moment of ecstasy. Screaming each others name. There last name never had one uttered there first name in there little meetings.
He never pulled out of her straight away. They both liked it that way. He stayed in her until lust again over road there senses and they would start again.
They both like it that way