Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling blah blah blah…….
Hey guys sorry bout the short chapter gonna try and make it up to u. This one is a little (cough cough) more detailed, but I'm sure you'll like it all the same.
Hermione stumbled into the Great Hall and looked the Gryffindor table up and down in search of Harry and Ron.
Her eyes captured them sitting in the middle of it sitting with Ginny, Harry tuned to Ginny and opened his mouth, she blushed and Ron turned his head disgusted.
Hermione sat herself down a little harder than she had intended to and felt pain shoot up through her back. She winced just as Ginny turned to say hi.
'Mione are you ok?' 'Of course, why wouldn't I be?' Hermione had no intention whatsoever to tell anyone about her nights events. I mean it's just sex. Really hot steamy passionate sex, she thought to herself.
She scanned her eyes across the Great Hall in search of her lover. She found him sitting as usual, on the opposite side of the Hall surrounded by his fellow Slytherin's. He glanced up in her direction and looked away sharply when he caught her eyes.
Pansy rubbed her shoulder against his and he jumped up. He looked furious as he stormed out of the Hall. No one followed him so Hermione grabbed a plain piece of toast and made up a lame excuse that she'd forgotten do finish her Transfiguration paper, she left the Hall at a run and headed straight up the stairs to the Head Boy and Girl's dormitories.
She clambered into the Common Room and expected to see him sitting on the couch. Instead she found a human less couch, so she made her way up to his room. Once again she found no one there. Her heart plummeted into her stomach when she realized that he hadn't meant for her to follow him.
She dragged her feet up the stairs into her room and quickly undressed. She felt different, it was an unexplainable feeling so she had decided to have a shower.
She turned the hot tap on and felt relief wash over her body as she stepped under the shower head. She heard her name being called over and over again, the door opened and Draco walked in. He smiled as he dropped his towel. She gasped (from joy) and returned the warm smile, he walked over to her and pinned her body against the shower tiles.
His mouth pressed down onto hers and she opened her lips allowing him access, their tongues clashing together in an age old dance of fiery lust. His hand wandered down from her cheek to her breast, he began massaging it with his palms, his fingers lowering to brush over her hardened nipple. She moaned into his neck as she ran her own hands over his Quidditch toned body.
She cupped her hand around his butt pulling him closer to her and feeling his arousal. She brought her hand round and stroked the length of his manhood. A low groan let her know that it was working for him. She dropped down to her knees and pinned him against the shower wall, just letting her tongue flick across the end of his hardened penis.
She rolled her tongue around the edge as his groans grew louder and more insistent. She grinned in delight as she felt a hand and the back of her head, begging, wanting and needing. He felt sweet relief when he felt warm, moist heat engulf his penis as she took him into her mouth. Drawing back slowly she gently raked her tongue against the length of him before taking all she could. He was ready to burst but he pulled away and stood her up pulling her into a sweet kiss before sweeping her up into his arms and entering her, slowly enjoying the feel of her tight passage.
She looped her arms around his neck and he supported her with one arm whilst he found her clit with the other hand and gently massaging as he pulled himself in and out of her. Their moans and cries echoed around the chamber and Hermione felt sure that the whole castle could hear them as they grew in intensity as they rocked backwards and forwards like two people possessed.
They cried out together, as he pulled out of her and dropped to his own knees, bringing her to another orgasm with his tongue and fingers. His fingers felt inside of her and he took her clit in his mouth and gently sucked on it, increasing the pressure until she cried out and it was his turn to grin and he felt her hand on his head, begging, pleading. He rolled his tongue around her clit until she came with such intensity that they both collapsed against the tiled wall.
Hermione brushed away Draco's blonde hair and smiled, they were both panting heavily, almost as if they'd run a marathon, not just had wonderful sex in a shower.
When they'd both caught up with their breath Hermione stood up, turned the shower off and walked into her bedroom, Draco smiled as the water droplets that were falling off her body vanished an inch or so above the carpet, he suspected that Hermione had done this piece of magic herself.