A/N- As it turns out mercury retrograde has my creative juices flowing so because I felt like it and I also think people enjoy how kinky this story was I've decided to upload an alternate draft of some smutty goodness that I had sitting around but wasn't able to work into the main storyline of Wild Side. Reviews as always are welcome and appreciated, let the writer of your fav work know you appreciate them!

Wild Side – Bonus Chapter 2 (NSFW)

Hermione was genuinely perplexed...she wasn't affection starved... right?!

Then why was it that every time she thought of Draco...Daddy, her body felt like it would spontaneously combust?

He had been gone for the past three days and she was yearning to be close to him again, once they had made love the first time it was like they had let the dam loose and now could not keep their hands off each other.

But he was currently somewhere in Bulgaria helping deal with illegal Dragon egg poachers. A mission that when she had heard of had made her anxious and scared, while in Dom mode Draco seemed almost too large for life, she knew all too well the fleeting reality of existence.

It was coming to the end of her work day at the Ministry and all she wanted to do was go back to her Daddy's place and curl up with his dog.

Finding out Draco Malfoy had a dog had been a revelation in an of itself... not that she ever felt jealous of how he pampered the puppy or anything...

But Odo was the cutest, he had won her over faster than his master had and during their last date in Regent's Square park Hermione had spent the whole picnic playing with the rambunctious puppy; her happiness and supreme well-being apparent to anyone who looked at her.

Indeed, being in love certainly suited Hermione Granger. Her skin glowed with the healthy lustre of sun warmed coco beans, her eyes sparkled and it seemed that her cheeks was constantly flushed.

Her co-workers has noticed a difference in her and Ginny would not stop hounding her as to what had happened with Draco. But she and her Daddy were keeping things private for now, happy in their own little bubble of love, lust and wonder... complete absorbed with each other and this new almost painful need to be close all the time.

She sighed, might as well visit the library before heading home. Odo was staying the night at his grandma's and she had to give her place a good clean, having not been back to her apartment in ages.

Most Auror missions were top-secret so she had no idea when Draco was expected back, certainly she was feeling the melancholy in a very dramatic way.

The private library open only to aids was emptying out as she hurried to get through. It was the weekend, everyone wanted to get home quick and so thankfully in her blue mood she had the whole library to herself in short order.

The low lighting, the smell of aged books and the ink stained shelves always soothed her and as she carefully wandered inwards running her hand over centuries old bookshelves, she could feel her spirits lift.

Soon most noises were filtered out as she walked deeper into the stacks, everyone knew of her penchant for getting lost in here and wouldn't bother her as she sulked around. Which was exactly what she was in the mood for doing...sulking.

Turning to examine a magical treatise on the advantages of valerian root, Hermione Granger soon was lost within its pages. Humming her agreement as she read, not paying attention to the dark figure approaching her back.

"Well... well... well... who do we have here?" came a deep, intimately familiar voice at the back of her head.

Hermione screamed in alarm but before she could turn a strong arm had wound itself around her middle and a sooty hand covered her mouth. But the scent... merlin she could recognize her Daddy from his woodsy, clean scent alone... although it was tinged with something else right now... like singed hair?

Draco grinned against his babygirl's hair, fuck he had missed her. He knew she knew it was him the moment she relaxed in his arms.

"Well... well Miss Granger." He rasped into her ear, knowing that he should have at least showered before coming to find her but unable to keep himself away for even that long. "I've always wanted to catch you like this, alone... with your guard down..."

She pertly bit his hand, letting him know to let go before turning around and throwing her arms around his neck.

"Draco!" she cried and then softer, "I missed you so much Daddy! When did you get back?"

Before answering her question, he pulled her impossibly close and pressed his mouth into hers.

Hermione sighed; she had sorely missed her Daddy's kisses and so she kissed him back, their lips drinking from each other's... letting them know how much they had missed the other one without any words.

He pulled away just long enough to let her examine his face.

"You're hurt." She cried out in dismay, looking at the likely permeant burn on his cheekbone. It wasn't that big but she reached out to run her fingers over the jagged skin all the same.

"Don't you want me anymore, princess?" he teased, "Now that I no longer have my handsome face going for me?"

She giggled before cupping his beloved face in both small hands, "I'd have you even if you were lame, blind and deaf... just as long as you keep your killer body intact." She replied pertly. "How did you find me here?"

"I know whenever you're sad you visit the library, I've heard there was some definite moping happening these past few days in your office." He said, kissing her softly revelling in her happy sigh.

He rubbed his nose against hers, a unique sign of affection that was solely there's.

"What happened?" she asked, her hands still cupping his face, worry written all over hers.

"I'll tell you everything but first tell me babygirl... do you want to fulfil a naughty fantasy of mine? One I've had for decades?" he suggested wickedly, grinning down as he saw her bright pink blush spread across her cheeks.

He gently nudged her legs apart, winding his arm around her hips to bring her flush with his arousal.

Hermione's body heated with embarrassing speed, "What's the fantasy, Daddy?" she whispered into his ear.

"You... me, in a library. You up against the shelves as I pound into your sweet pussy." He snarled into her ear, looking at her wide eyes closing in bliss.

"That's naughty..." she reminded him, falling into her Little space quicker now, "We're in public, Daddy."

"Do you think Daddy would ever let some snivelly little fucker look at his precious baby?" he growled into her ear.

"Uh-uh, Daddy-bear." She whispered, reaching up on her tip-toes for him to kiss her.

"Use your words, kitten..."

"Okay..." she flushed, "But only if we're further in." she worried her lip, looking up at him with anxious eyes.

Draco laughed at his little worrywart and let her lead him deeper into the stacks, he hadn't been joking about the fact that he had had this fantasy for decades.

He had often wanked himself off to the erotic fantasy of catching her in the library at Hogwarts and having his wicked way with her.

This one would do for now, but he definitely planned to have her in the Hogwarts library during their next reunion... preferably in her old uniform... fuck, he nearly came in his pants when he imagined her down on her knees, looking up at him with her bright doe eyes in her old Hogwarts skirt and just her Gryffindor tie.

She led him to a darkened, secluded area with just enough candles for him to see her gorgeous face and body. His shy girl was nervous for sure but as her Daddy he knew just how to make it perfect for her.

"Tell me kitten, ever fantasized about doing it in the Forbidden Section in Hogwarts?" he asked with a wicked grin.

She looked scandalized for a second, his precious bookwork... before blushing and shaking her head.

With his far superior strength he pushed her up against the sturdy bookcase, "That's a lie Miss. Granger and you know how your Daddy feels about being lied to... don't you?"

"I...I do Daddy- bear..." she whispered into his ear, clearly still terrified of being caught... using her special endearment for him, one that tended to get her out of all mischievous situations. Not that his good girl needed to do that often.

"O...okay, ummm..." she leaned in and whispered into his ear in a rush, "When I was fifteen and saw you in your prefects robes for the first time on patrol... even though I hated you then I had a dream that night in bed and woke up with wet panties."

He rewarded her honesty by gently moving her skirt aside and rubbing a slow circle around clit.

He groaned almost immediately, his good, little girl was already wet for him. Her sweet quim, warm and humid to his touch.

"Fuck baby." He said, his face contorted into savage satisfaction, "Always so ready for your Daddy."

She whimpered into the side of his neck, her small hands holding onto his strong arms tightly, trying to make sure she didn't slip and fall. Not that he would ever let that happen.

"You're going to get punished for that lie when we get back home but right now, I need to have you, princess. I'm sorry it'll be quick."

Hermione hummed in approval as Daddy's strong fingers entered her little peach, stretching her tight opening and giving her the pleasure, she had craved and missed for the past few days.

"I missed you so much, Daddy." She panted into his ear pressing her lips against his wildly throbbing pulse, kissing and nipping her way upwards until their lips met in a hot clash of tongues and teeth.

Their coupling was always like this... completely wild and out of this world, their bodies so well suited to each other that they fit together like pieces of a puzzle.

Draco thanked all the gods he knew and then some he didn't that his babygirl had decided to wear a skirt and blouse today. With little preamble he used his teeth to rip the front of her bodice in two... completely ignoring her gasp of delight and outrage.

"Daddy!"

"It's fine princess, we have magic... I can fix that."

"My favourite blouse." she lamented, but quickly losing focus when Draco focused his attention to her sensitive breasts.

"I've been dreaming about these beauties for the last seventy hours stuck in that frozen hellhole." He growled, his rumble of satisfaction coming out almost like the purr of a big cat as he let his lips feast on her delicate skin.

Hermione gazed down at her lover, her eyes cloudy with lust. Draco was an exceptional man, he was endlessly strong and so passionate that she often wished they had managed to resolve their differences earlier.

Her pussy ached at the image they created, his strong sun-tanned arms holding up her much slighter and more delicate body. His often cruel but sinuous lips feasting on her cherry red nipples.

She felt her climax building, his talented fingers squelching in and out of her body like she was both his most precious possession and his to abuse.

"Daddy." She gasped out, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming." Her body violently arched against the shelf, but his strong arms kept anything from touching her or felling atop her. So right... so safe.

"Naughty girl." Whispered Draco, "You aren't allowed to cum without permission, kitten. You know that."

"I know Daddy... I know." She gasped out, "You can punish me at home but I need you in me right now."

Draco growled, quickly and efficiently unzipping his dusty, combat pants he slowly began to push his hard member into her soft, pink pussy.

Fuck. It just got better every time, he never wanted to leave the warm nirvana that was his babygirl's pussy. He had to grit his teeth, three days without her and he was ready to spontaneously combust and her little shaky movements were not helping.

Hermione gasped as Draco seated himself fully inside her, she had never made love standing up and the sheer fullness of him inside her was so overwhelming she nearly passed out. But he held her tight, impaled on his cock.

They met in the middle, their lips fusing as Draco held his girl up and began to slowly rock into her. Hermione's body still recovering from her last orgasm was fluttering against his cock, her tiny internal muscles squeezing his dick in a vice like grip.

"Fuck baby, I need to go faster."

"Do it Daddy." She cried out against his lips, completely forgetting they were in the library at work, "Harder, I want to feel you."

He didn't have to be told twice, pressing his rough thumb against her sweet little clit he began to pound her in earnest, her small doll-like body shaking in the brutal grasp of his much larger one.

Before long she was crying out that she was close, her body pushing his over the precipice as they both shouted their satisfaction into each other's lips.

Hermione didn't think she could move, her legs were like jelly and she had the vague feeling of Draco putting her down on her feet.

His release... sticky and potent ran down her thighs, some women would find it disgusting but she loved knowing he was so incredibly wild for her... she loved any mark of his possession.

Draco grinned at the dazed look on his poor baby's face before tucking himself back into his trousers. She didn't look like she could speak so he quickly cast a cleaning charm around her and fixed the buttons of her blouse that he had torn before quickly scooping her up into his arms.

"Daddy." She whispered uncertainly as they began walking out towards the main library.

"Hush princess, there's no one out there." He soothed, "Plus we're heading home now." He said with a wicked grin.

Sighing with happiness Hermione settled her head against his broad chest... knowing full well that no matter what happened, as long as Draco was at her side, she was happy.

Xx

Fin