Draco turned Hermione around to face him once more. She was crying.
He never thought that seeing her cry would make him upset, but now, it did.
He'd seen her cry countless occasions, many times, because of him, but
now, he held her and rested her head on his shoulder to just console her.
"I've never seen him so upset about anything, Draco." Hermione sniffled. She looked up at him. "Did you have to be so harsh on him?"
Draco looked at Hermione with surprise. "I didn't know what else to say. He pissed me off. What'd you want me to say? You can join us if you want, Potter!" He smiled teasingly at her while playing with a piece of Hermione's hair.
Hermione giggled at his remark and put her hand on his. "I NEVER thought I would say this, but you know just what to say to make me smile. If anybody told me that three years ago, I would have told them that they had fallen off their broomstick too many times." Hermione whispered before pulling Draco down for a kiss.
Draco could feel warmth spreading through his body that sitting by the fireplace for hours couldn't provide. He held Hermione closer while blowing into her ear, and then whispered into her ear, "Are you ready?" only to receive a whimper as a reply. He scooped her into his arms and laid her down gently on her four poster bed. Draco then climbed onto the foot of the bed and made his way up on all fours like a tiger pursuing its prey, making Hermione giggle. Once he reached her, he kissed her neck and gently caressed her arm.
Hermione moaned in pleasure. She was experiencing innocent pleasure, yet she was anticipating what was to come. As much as she hated to part, she pulled Draco off her and slowly removed his shirt...button by button. As she made her way down, she ran her hands up and down his chest as if she was a blind child trying to identify her surroundings. She never realized just how well built his chest was. As she heard Draco moan in pleasure just as she did, she began to softly kiss his chest.
While Hermione was kissing Draco's chest, her hands clumsily searched for the buckle of his pants. Once she found it, she giggled as she felt the protrusion of Draco's pants. Hermione looked up at him and smiled as she decided that she wanted to be a tease for just a second. She took both his belt and his pants off and threw them on the floor to reveal his silk green boxers. She noticed the opening in the front and she inserted her hand and gently began to massage his member. Suddenly, she heard Draco's breath go from semi-abnormal to extremely rapid.
"H...Her...don't..." Hermione heard Draco strain to whisper. Hermione didn't know if he didn't want her to stop or if he didn't want her to do it anymore. All she knew was that she knew he was beginning to want her just as much as she wanted him. 'That is...if he already didn't want me as much.' Hermione thought.
Draco had never experienced pleasure like this before. How did Hermione know techniques like this? Did she know how much it tortured him so? He placed his hands on her back and ran them up and down. He felt her run her hands faster. Stars exploded before his eyes. He couldn't stand it anymore. She'd done too much for him. She needed something in return. He wrapped his arms around her waist and sat her upright on the bed to where she was face to face with him. He caught his breath before he started to kiss Hermione's collarbone.
With every kiss Draco delivered to her, it just made Hermione want to help him undress herself more. She knew she didn't lust after him. She was actually willing to give herself to him. Something she was never willing to do with any other guy in the whole school. The kiss he gave to her in the library was deeper to her than kisses other guys gave her. It wasn't one where he was trying to get into her pants. It was one of passion, one of love. Many wouldn't think it was, but she knew, deep down it was. Suddenly, Hermione felt Draco's hands going up her shirt once more, but this time, it was not just one hand, it was both. She sighed as she felt his hands exploring every inch underneath her shirt, before removing the piece of clothing.
Draco looked surprisingly at Hermione's bra. This girl was full of surprises. For as innocent as she acted during the day, her garments yelled something totally different. Draco couldn't help but admire her see through red lace bra...of course, the see through part was the best part. After admiring it for a few seconds, he wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist and pulled her onto his lap. He noticed the puzzled look on her face because she was still wearing her shorts, but he knew what he was doing.
Draco looked deeply into Hermione's beautiful honey colored eyes. One could fall into them and lose themselves forever. For a second, Draco forgot all his troubles and the world seemed to disappear, all but him and Hermione with her hypnotizing eyes.
Once he came to, his hands traveled from her waist to the hook of her bra. He smirked. Since she'd been such a tease to him, what the hell? Why not return the favor? He began to fidget with the hook of her bra and acted as if he couldn't get it off even though he knew quite well that he could. He saw the disappointed look on her face, but he knew that it wouldn't last long.
"Draco...keep trying...please." Hermione pleaded while rubbing her arms up and down his sides. She knew that was making Draco want to move faster, but she didn't know just how much faster.
Draco fidgeted once more with the bra hook and acted like he failed. He smirked and shrugged his shoulders at Hermione. What Hermione didn't know was that not only was it killing her to not only be in union with the man she loved, but that it was killing him as well. All of a sudden, Hermione made the decision for Draco that made him WANT to remove her bra.
Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and slowly began to move her hips back and forth on his lap. She felt his member pushing against her shorts and it made it difficult for her to look at him and whisper..."Please...Draco..." With that, she brushed her lips against his.
Draco knew that Hermione had defeated him. She was the ultimate seductress. He slowly removed her bra his gaze never once leaving her angelic face. He hated himself for never noticing it for the past three years. After he threw the bra on the floor, his hands once more explored her torso, but focused on her supple milky white breasts. Draco ran his hands repeatedly over the top and bottom of her breasts moving closer and closer to her nipples. He gently ran his fingers repeatedly over her erected nipples. Seconds later, he placed his lips on her breasts, swirling his tongue around her hardened bud.
Hermione laid her head on her down feather pillow and felt her heart beat increase immensely. Never had she felt so much pleasure in her life. Draco touched her so intimately and gently, as if he touched harshly for just a second, she might bruise forever. He didn't know just how much more sensual this made the experience. After a few minutes of this enjoyment, Hermione took Draco's hands and moved them slowly towards the buckle of her shorts.
Draco quickly received the message that Hermione was trying to get across to him and he undid the buckle to her shorts. He slowly inched them down her waist, her thigh, and then down her legs. After her shorts were deposited onto the floor, Draco slowly moved his hand up the inside of Hermione's leg to the inside of her thigh, massaging lightly right next to her entrance. He heard Hermione whimper and he saw her hand come to correct him, but he just took her hand and put it above her head.
"You're...such...a...damn...tease..." she gasped. Hermione couldn't believe the torture he was putting her through. He was so close, yet so far away. Not only that, but he had yet to remove her panties. "Draco, please." She whispered. A sharp gasp escaped her mouth as she felt his hand move to the left, to where it was placed directly on top of the entrance. As she felt him place his fingers under her panties and inside to massage her, she slowly moved her hips up and down to help him out. Hermione grabbed the pillow behind her head and threw it over her face. The pleasure that this brought was like a wave of intensity as she felt Draco's fingers moving faster and faster inside of her. She felt Draco gently kissing her stomach as he massaged her sensitive and swollen nub. "Draco...I want you. I need you." Hermione whispered, removing the pillow from her face.
Draco smiled as he heard Hermione whisper the words he'd wanted to hear ever since the evening in the library. He removed his fingers from her and slowly removed her panties. He then straddled her, pressing his warm body against hers. He could feel her warm breath on his neck and it reminded him that this was not some cruel dream that he would wake up from.
Hermione could feel Draco's member pressing up against her entrance and it made her antsy. She looked into his blue gray eyes and lovingly stroked his face. The way his blonde hair framed his face made him look, well, heaven sent.
"Are you sure you're ready?" Draco whispered. He saw Hermione nod slowly and smile at him. He knew it would hurt her so he wanted to be as careful as he could in the beginning. Her body was a masterpiece. He thrusted into her and saw the pained look that crossed her face, but as he continued thrusting back and forth, faster and faster, the look of pain became one of immense pleasure...and love. Her now deep amber eyes staring up at him said it all. Draco felt an awkward feeling in his heart, yet it was a nice awkward. He knew that she loved him in a way that nobody had loved him before. Hell, nobody had loved him before.
When Draco first inserted into Hermione, a sharp pain coursed through her body. But she found that as Draco started to pulse faster and faster, she couldn't get enough. She reached up and ran her fingers lovingly through Draco's hair, before moving her fingers to his back to move her hips with his. With each second, she could feel her stomach tightening and she knew what she'd always heard from the other girls talking about in the bathroom was about to happen to her. She moved her hips with him, signaling for him to move deeper within her. Her breath became ragged and beads of sweat formed on her body. She looked up at Draco to see his now quicksilver eyes staring deeply into her eyes...lovingly into her eyes.
Draco knew Hermione was close to her climax by the feeling of her walls tightening around his member. By her tightening around him, brought him all the closer. As his heartbeat sped up and breath became even more rapid, his body was becoming closer and closer to hers. Sweat began to form on his body, as well. Suddenly, he felt Hermione planting kisses on his neck. Draco withdrew farther and reentered deeper and he heard Hermione sighing with each entry. He knew he was intensely close. No, not close. He was there. Draco released his unspoken love into Hermione as her walls tightened one last time around him as they both screamed each other's names in passion, in love. With the last of his strength, Draco looked down at Hermione and lovingly moved a piece of hair off her face, kissed her forehead and whispered, "I love you, Granger." He smiled.
Hermione smiled up at him and caressed his face. "I love you too, Malfoy. Class dismissed." She smiled faintly.
He then removed himself from her, rolled to the side, held her in his arms, covered them up, and both fell into a deep peaceful sleep.
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A/N: Hope you guys liked it. It took me a while to write it. Finally, a long chapter!
"I've never seen him so upset about anything, Draco." Hermione sniffled. She looked up at him. "Did you have to be so harsh on him?"
Draco looked at Hermione with surprise. "I didn't know what else to say. He pissed me off. What'd you want me to say? You can join us if you want, Potter!" He smiled teasingly at her while playing with a piece of Hermione's hair.
Hermione giggled at his remark and put her hand on his. "I NEVER thought I would say this, but you know just what to say to make me smile. If anybody told me that three years ago, I would have told them that they had fallen off their broomstick too many times." Hermione whispered before pulling Draco down for a kiss.
Draco could feel warmth spreading through his body that sitting by the fireplace for hours couldn't provide. He held Hermione closer while blowing into her ear, and then whispered into her ear, "Are you ready?" only to receive a whimper as a reply. He scooped her into his arms and laid her down gently on her four poster bed. Draco then climbed onto the foot of the bed and made his way up on all fours like a tiger pursuing its prey, making Hermione giggle. Once he reached her, he kissed her neck and gently caressed her arm.
Hermione moaned in pleasure. She was experiencing innocent pleasure, yet she was anticipating what was to come. As much as she hated to part, she pulled Draco off her and slowly removed his shirt...button by button. As she made her way down, she ran her hands up and down his chest as if she was a blind child trying to identify her surroundings. She never realized just how well built his chest was. As she heard Draco moan in pleasure just as she did, she began to softly kiss his chest.
While Hermione was kissing Draco's chest, her hands clumsily searched for the buckle of his pants. Once she found it, she giggled as she felt the protrusion of Draco's pants. Hermione looked up at him and smiled as she decided that she wanted to be a tease for just a second. She took both his belt and his pants off and threw them on the floor to reveal his silk green boxers. She noticed the opening in the front and she inserted her hand and gently began to massage his member. Suddenly, she heard Draco's breath go from semi-abnormal to extremely rapid.
"H...Her...don't..." Hermione heard Draco strain to whisper. Hermione didn't know if he didn't want her to stop or if he didn't want her to do it anymore. All she knew was that she knew he was beginning to want her just as much as she wanted him. 'That is...if he already didn't want me as much.' Hermione thought.
Draco had never experienced pleasure like this before. How did Hermione know techniques like this? Did she know how much it tortured him so? He placed his hands on her back and ran them up and down. He felt her run her hands faster. Stars exploded before his eyes. He couldn't stand it anymore. She'd done too much for him. She needed something in return. He wrapped his arms around her waist and sat her upright on the bed to where she was face to face with him. He caught his breath before he started to kiss Hermione's collarbone.
With every kiss Draco delivered to her, it just made Hermione want to help him undress herself more. She knew she didn't lust after him. She was actually willing to give herself to him. Something she was never willing to do with any other guy in the whole school. The kiss he gave to her in the library was deeper to her than kisses other guys gave her. It wasn't one where he was trying to get into her pants. It was one of passion, one of love. Many wouldn't think it was, but she knew, deep down it was. Suddenly, Hermione felt Draco's hands going up her shirt once more, but this time, it was not just one hand, it was both. She sighed as she felt his hands exploring every inch underneath her shirt, before removing the piece of clothing.
Draco looked surprisingly at Hermione's bra. This girl was full of surprises. For as innocent as she acted during the day, her garments yelled something totally different. Draco couldn't help but admire her see through red lace bra...of course, the see through part was the best part. After admiring it for a few seconds, he wrapped his arms around Hermione's waist and pulled her onto his lap. He noticed the puzzled look on her face because she was still wearing her shorts, but he knew what he was doing.
Draco looked deeply into Hermione's beautiful honey colored eyes. One could fall into them and lose themselves forever. For a second, Draco forgot all his troubles and the world seemed to disappear, all but him and Hermione with her hypnotizing eyes.
Once he came to, his hands traveled from her waist to the hook of her bra. He smirked. Since she'd been such a tease to him, what the hell? Why not return the favor? He began to fidget with the hook of her bra and acted as if he couldn't get it off even though he knew quite well that he could. He saw the disappointed look on her face, but he knew that it wouldn't last long.
"Draco...keep trying...please." Hermione pleaded while rubbing her arms up and down his sides. She knew that was making Draco want to move faster, but she didn't know just how much faster.
Draco fidgeted once more with the bra hook and acted like he failed. He smirked and shrugged his shoulders at Hermione. What Hermione didn't know was that not only was it killing her to not only be in union with the man she loved, but that it was killing him as well. All of a sudden, Hermione made the decision for Draco that made him WANT to remove her bra.
Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and slowly began to move her hips back and forth on his lap. She felt his member pushing against her shorts and it made it difficult for her to look at him and whisper..."Please...Draco..." With that, she brushed her lips against his.
Draco knew that Hermione had defeated him. She was the ultimate seductress. He slowly removed her bra his gaze never once leaving her angelic face. He hated himself for never noticing it for the past three years. After he threw the bra on the floor, his hands once more explored her torso, but focused on her supple milky white breasts. Draco ran his hands repeatedly over the top and bottom of her breasts moving closer and closer to her nipples. He gently ran his fingers repeatedly over her erected nipples. Seconds later, he placed his lips on her breasts, swirling his tongue around her hardened bud.
Hermione laid her head on her down feather pillow and felt her heart beat increase immensely. Never had she felt so much pleasure in her life. Draco touched her so intimately and gently, as if he touched harshly for just a second, she might bruise forever. He didn't know just how much more sensual this made the experience. After a few minutes of this enjoyment, Hermione took Draco's hands and moved them slowly towards the buckle of her shorts.
Draco quickly received the message that Hermione was trying to get across to him and he undid the buckle to her shorts. He slowly inched them down her waist, her thigh, and then down her legs. After her shorts were deposited onto the floor, Draco slowly moved his hand up the inside of Hermione's leg to the inside of her thigh, massaging lightly right next to her entrance. He heard Hermione whimper and he saw her hand come to correct him, but he just took her hand and put it above her head.
"You're...such...a...damn...tease..." she gasped. Hermione couldn't believe the torture he was putting her through. He was so close, yet so far away. Not only that, but he had yet to remove her panties. "Draco, please." She whispered. A sharp gasp escaped her mouth as she felt his hand move to the left, to where it was placed directly on top of the entrance. As she felt him place his fingers under her panties and inside to massage her, she slowly moved her hips up and down to help him out. Hermione grabbed the pillow behind her head and threw it over her face. The pleasure that this brought was like a wave of intensity as she felt Draco's fingers moving faster and faster inside of her. She felt Draco gently kissing her stomach as he massaged her sensitive and swollen nub. "Draco...I want you. I need you." Hermione whispered, removing the pillow from her face.
Draco smiled as he heard Hermione whisper the words he'd wanted to hear ever since the evening in the library. He removed his fingers from her and slowly removed her panties. He then straddled her, pressing his warm body against hers. He could feel her warm breath on his neck and it reminded him that this was not some cruel dream that he would wake up from.
Hermione could feel Draco's member pressing up against her entrance and it made her antsy. She looked into his blue gray eyes and lovingly stroked his face. The way his blonde hair framed his face made him look, well, heaven sent.
"Are you sure you're ready?" Draco whispered. He saw Hermione nod slowly and smile at him. He knew it would hurt her so he wanted to be as careful as he could in the beginning. Her body was a masterpiece. He thrusted into her and saw the pained look that crossed her face, but as he continued thrusting back and forth, faster and faster, the look of pain became one of immense pleasure...and love. Her now deep amber eyes staring up at him said it all. Draco felt an awkward feeling in his heart, yet it was a nice awkward. He knew that she loved him in a way that nobody had loved him before. Hell, nobody had loved him before.
When Draco first inserted into Hermione, a sharp pain coursed through her body. But she found that as Draco started to pulse faster and faster, she couldn't get enough. She reached up and ran her fingers lovingly through Draco's hair, before moving her fingers to his back to move her hips with his. With each second, she could feel her stomach tightening and she knew what she'd always heard from the other girls talking about in the bathroom was about to happen to her. She moved her hips with him, signaling for him to move deeper within her. Her breath became ragged and beads of sweat formed on her body. She looked up at Draco to see his now quicksilver eyes staring deeply into her eyes...lovingly into her eyes.
Draco knew Hermione was close to her climax by the feeling of her walls tightening around his member. By her tightening around him, brought him all the closer. As his heartbeat sped up and breath became even more rapid, his body was becoming closer and closer to hers. Sweat began to form on his body, as well. Suddenly, he felt Hermione planting kisses on his neck. Draco withdrew farther and reentered deeper and he heard Hermione sighing with each entry. He knew he was intensely close. No, not close. He was there. Draco released his unspoken love into Hermione as her walls tightened one last time around him as they both screamed each other's names in passion, in love. With the last of his strength, Draco looked down at Hermione and lovingly moved a piece of hair off her face, kissed her forehead and whispered, "I love you, Granger." He smiled.
Hermione smiled up at him and caressed his face. "I love you too, Malfoy. Class dismissed." She smiled faintly.
He then removed himself from her, rolled to the side, held her in his arms, covered them up, and both fell into a deep peaceful sleep.
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A/N: Hope you guys liked it. It took me a while to write it. Finally, a long chapter!