Soooooo... I have ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA where TF this borderline smutty AF poetry came from...
Like, I think this is the CLASSIEST sex scene (not that sex scenes are classy lmfao) I have ever written. Like, TF? It's still in parameters with prudiness, RELAX Y'ALL!
I mean, still hot AF, but with a hint of class because it's not as crude and vulgar as my usual writing.
PROBABLY because I am typing in front of small children and must hold a straight face as I write smut, even tho I'm twitchy AF from all the caffeine I've had!
So, enjoy!
I have ZERO clue as to what chapter 4 is going to hold, I have no plan, but I shall write since I have nothing else to do as I chill at my friend's house!
I'll just let my fingers take over!
My goal, have this bad boy finished by next week while I still got some mojo going on, before I lose interest, and abandon it for a year and eventually chugging 2-3 300MG of caffiene Rockstar energy drinks, abusing my adderall, and just BSing like, 5 chapters in 4 hours. Yes, been there, done that, made myself sick the next day!
I wish to please y'all, make ya happy, etc!
BTW
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Enjoy!
Draco speed cleaned his workspace as Hermione watched. He was carefully to properly disinfect everything, and put his enchanted gun away so he could remember which one it was.
He finished in record time and smiled at Hermione, "Ready?"
She nodded and followed him out the door.
It was a warm night for once, no rain in the forecast, and they walked to the bar that Draco had told her about.
It was a complete dive bar, nothing that Hermione was ever accustomed to, but it had a charm to it. A filthy, most likely get hepatitis from the toilet, dingey charm.
Draco took Hermione's hand in his and led her past the bouncer who nodded at him and they went straight to the bar.
"Ah! Draconian!" Called the gruff looking bartender when he caught a glimpse of them. He raised his eyebrow, "Oh, and friend. Draconian doesn't bring friends. What's your name darling?"
Hermoine laughed, "Hermione."
"Well Miss Hermione, what can I get for ya?"
"Vodka tonic and whatever Draconian wants." She replied with a smile.
"I'll take the same." Draco said.
The rock music was blaring as Hermione sat at the bar, Draco standing behind her protectively. This wasn't her scene and he didn't want her to get scared off.
Or did he?
The closer he let her get to him, the worse it could be for him.
But she was intoxicating to him. She was light and joy when he had wallowed in the darkness for so long. He had run from his past, yet his past caught up.
Maybe it was fate. Fate telling him to stop running.
The bartender handed them their drinks and Hermione took a sip as Draco took a gulp.
He looked down at her with hooded eyes, she was truly a fine specimen. She had always been a pretty bird, not that he would ever tell her.
Hermione blushed and looked away from his intense gaze.
They made idle small talk for a few minutes as they drank a few more drinks and then Draco put his drink down and held out his hand, "Come, dance with me."
"I've never danced to this sort of music. I'm out of my element."
"Humor me."
Hermione knocked back the rest of her drink, hoping for some liquid courage, and took his hand, following him onto the dance floor that was haphazardly set up in between various chairs and tables.
Draco pulled her flush against his body and began swaying them to the music.
Hermione was completely enamoured by him, and swayed with his body.
Silence was between them as they gazed into each other's eyes.
Hermione staring into his steel grey gaze, it hit her.
Pieces added up in her head.
It was Draco.
Cult was the Death Eaters.
Covered up branding was Dark Mark.
Trial.
Draco disappeared from their world after his trial.
He changed his name and appearance to escape his past.
Draco had fudged the truth to hide his past from her specifically.
Hermione held her composure, she didn't want to let him know that she knew, otherwise he might not finish her tattoo. But he seemed different.
She didn't know what overcame her, but she placed a hand on his face and pulled it down to hers.
Where she kissed him ever so softly before pulling away.
Draco held back a growl as he captured her lips with his, and kissed her with the intensity of a thousand burning suns.
Hermione ran her fingers through his silky blue hair. There were a few catcalls and wolf whistles at them before they separated.
Hermione smiled shyly as Draco smirked at her.
Draco.
Draco fucking Malfoy.
The man she had just kissed. And the man she was about to fuck. Because she planned on riding him like a horse.
"Do you want to get out of here?" Draco asked her quietly.
Hermione nodded.
Draco took her hand and led her from the bar back out into the street.
A battle was raging inside of him. He had to tell her who he was. He didn't want to fuck her under false pretenses.
Not that they were going to fuck.
No, he was going to worship her, because you don't just fuck Hermione Granger. That's a body that you're supposed to worship.
"My place or yours?" Draco asked her.
"Yours. Mine has a cat who is nosey and always wants affection." Hermione said.
Draco chuckled, "Okay, I live above the shop, so we can go there."
Hermione smiled and allowed him to lead her back to the shop where he took her through a side door and up a flight of stairs to his flat.
It was spartan in design. Not much furniture, but his bookcase was stuffed to the brim. She was eager to look through it, but Draco had other plans.
"Hermione," He said softly, "I haven't been honest with you."
Hermione raised her eyebrow, "Can I guess?"
Draco looked surprised, "Um, sure?"
"Is it the part where you're actually Draco Malfoy? Because I figured that out fifteen minutes ago."
Draco chuckled, "And you didn't run away?"
Hermione rolled her eyes and simply kissed him deeply.
Draco bit her bottom lip, begging for entrance into her mouth, which she granted. His tongue tangled with hers.
"Are you sure?" He whispered when he pulled away a few seconds later, "Because if you give me permission, I'm going to ravish you."
Hermione smiled and pulled off her shirt, revealing her simple black bra, "Ravish away Malfoy."
Draco didn't need a second confirmation. He pressed his lips harshly against hers and undid her bra in one hand motion. It fell to the floor and Draco bent his head down to capture her nipple in his mouth.
Hermione gasped and moaned, her fingers playing in his blue hair. It had been so long since she had actually been with someone. This was pure bliss for her.
A few minutes later, they found themselves in Draco's room. Hermione was fuzzy on how they got there, but she was almost naked, with nothing on but her knickers, and was completely nude, his cock fully at attention.
Hermione got on her knees and took him into her mouth. Draco moaned and tangled his fingers in her hair, careful not to push her head because he didn't know her gag reflex capabilities and that would be rude to force her.
Hermione's knees got sore after a few minutes, so she stood and started kissing his neck.
Draco walked her back to the bed and gently laid her down on it so she was hanging off sideways. He started at her lips and worked his way down her neck, making her moan as he left a small love bite on her collarbone.
His tongue swirled around each of her breasts and continued down her stomach to her naval, and finally to the edge of her knickers which he removed with his teeth.
The action of simply removing her knickers with his teeth caused a rush of heat to Hermione's nether region.
Draco pushed apart her legs, kissing her thighs and leaving small lovebites on them, teasing her ever so cruelly, until she couldn't stand it, and tangled her fingers in his ridiculously colored hair, and pushing him to her sensitive nub.
It felt like hours the way that Draco ate her out, sending her into a spasm as she reached her high. He clamped her legs down with his arms and kept going as she shook and screamed.
He brought her to another high a couple minutes later, puling away as she shook in ecstasy.
Hermione gently tugged on his hair and pulled his head up to hers, where she captured his lips in a deep kiss, taking a small amount of charge over the passionate moment.
Draco pulled away and positioned her on the middle of the bed. He lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders so he could get a better angle as he fucked her.
Hermione's eyes were closed as she anticipated his entrance, but Draco had paused.
"'Mione," He said in a hushed whisper, "Open your eyes."
Hermione complied and locked her gaze with his, his usual steel grey eyes melting into silvery pools of mercury.
"This is your VERY last chance to back out, I'll understand. But i desperately want to sink into you and fuck you all night. So, last chance." He whispered, almost afraid of her coming to her senses and realizing that this was a bad idea.
Hermione chuckled and wrapped her feet around his neck, suddenly glad she maintained a minute amount of flexibility.
"Draco, honey, I want you buried inside my cunt, fucking me til I borderline black out. Sure, this is a silly idea, but I love it, I'm dedicated to it, please do not talk me out of it, because I don't plan on letting you. If YOU want to back out, I will take the ego blow, but I beg you, please don't."
Draco said nothing more as he positioned himself outside her entrance, burying himself to the hilt in one motion.
Hermione gasped and then moaned his name loudly. Draco took a second to come to his senses. She just felt so good, her wetness wrapped around him.
"Please, Draco. Fuck me til my legs go numb," Hermione cooed.
He took no further prompting and began to pound himself into her cunt, pulling out almost completely, then sinking back into her.
Hermione screamed and withered in pleasure, unable to keep her moans quiet, not that it mattered, nobody was close enough to hear them.
Her legs started to cramp after about ten minutes of Draco holding them up on his shoulders, and she expressed her displeasure.
With a groan, Draco pulled out, and leaned down to kiss her ever so softly.
When he pulled away, he turned her around and positioned her on her knees, where he got an even better angle as he sunk himself inside her again, this time pounding into her g-spot.
Hermione screamed his name as she came yet again.
Draco wrapped his arm around her waist and played with her clit as she rode through her orgasm, making it even more intense.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Hermione chanted. "Sweet Merlin, YES!" she screamed.
Draco leaned on her back and kissed her shoulders and neck. He didn't want this to be just them fucking, he wanted to do this again, and again, night after night, for as long as she would let him.
Never in his wildest dreams had he expected this. Sure, he had a mild crush on her in school, but he never dared to explore it.
Now, he wished to explore his feelings for her, and her entire beautiful, amazing, exquisite body.
His hands moved to her waist as his strokes inside her became harder but measured. He was so close.
"Cum inside me Draco," Hermione suddenly said. "Fill me up, please. I want to feel your cock pulsate inside me."
Hermione never really did dirty talk, but it felt right in this moment.
And it's what took Draco to the edge.
He groaned as he released inside of her. It triggered Hermione's next orgasm, causing her to scream his name along with a slew of swear words.
"Fuck," He whispered as he took a moment for himself to catch his breath. His cock softened and slipped outside of her.
He pulled away from her body, laid next to her, and grabbed her waist with one arm, pulling her around and her head to his chest.
Hermione was almost out of breath, but eventually caught it.
A coat of sweat covered them both.
Hermione kissed his neck, right under his chin, causing him to groan.
"Give me a few minutes woman!" He teased before looking down at her and kissing her forehead.
Hermione giggled like a ridiculous school girl.
Draco had awakened something inside of her, and she wanted to explore it.
He had always been a fine specimen in school, yet she never allowed herself to explore that feeling of attractiveness. Afterall, they were on opposite sides.
But so much had changed since then.
Perhaps it was fate that brought them together, that caused them to be attracted to one another.
She was unsure how this was going to ultimately work out, but she was excited to explore her feelings.
Draco then took her by surprise and started cooing sweet nothings in her ear.
"By Merlin's beard, you are gorgeous. I hope you know that; you are a goddess, and I dread the daylight because that will mean that this night has ended. I want it to last. I want to worship you, day and night." He whispered in her ear.
Hermione schooched her body up, and kissed him on the lips, every so gently, pulling away a few seconds later.
She stared into those wonderful pools of quicksilver, and smiled softly, "I would like nothing more than to spend many more nights in your bed, tangled in the sheets. Only if you allow it."
Draco chuckled, "Excellent."
They took a short breather. Hermione was still soaked when Draco grabbed her by the waist, and made love to her this time; each thrust carefully measured as he worshiped her being. Hermione's back would arch with each pulse of her reaching her high.
It went like that almost all night, Hermione eventually dozing off around one in the morning, curled up in Draco's embrace. He drifted off soon after her, only after whispering more sweetness in her ear, hoping she would hear it in her dreams.
Dawn approached, and snuck beneath and between the curtains, bringing Draco to consciousness. He laid there, shocked that Hermione was still curled up on him.
His stomach grumbled, but he didn't want to end this moment.
After about an hour of lying in his arms, still asleep, Hermione's eyes fluttered open.
"Mhm," she groaned as she yawned and looked up at Draco. "Hi." Hermione whispered.
"Why, hello there." He replied, kissing her nose.
He then froze, "Sooooo, about last night…. You're not having regrets are you?"
Hermione chuckled, "Absolutely not. I'd regret it if I had stopped you. Now, down to business, do you have a kettle? I need at least two cuppas to fully awaken."
She sat up and smiled as Draco beamed at her.
"Yes, I have a kettle."
"Excellent."
Neither knew where this would go, or how to address their fledgling feelings, how it would end, or even if it would end. But inside their minds, they both agreed that they would see this through, til the absolute end, with no regrets.
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