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Chapter Five
Hermione glanced at the clock, huffing angrily when she realised that Draco was more than late for their date that evening. In fact, she wasn't sure they would even be able to go out at this point since she had a meeting early the next morning.
"Where is he?" she grumbled. Her stomach growled and she knew that they would be having leftovers for dinner.
Twenty minutes later, the door swung open and Draco rushed into their flat, huffing. "Hermione, I am so sorry I'm late!" he said almost immediately, his grey eyes pleading with her.
"Where were you?" Hermione asked, frowning. "I'm going to heat us up some leftovers, but tonight was date night."
"I know, love, I'm sorry." Draco took off his cloak before pulling Hermione into his arms. "A meeting with my father ran late. I tried to leave, but he wanted to finish the discussion before I left."
Hermione sighed in understanding. She knew what Lucius could be like. While the two of them got along the best they could, Hermione knew that he was a very demanding wizard. "I understand," Hermione said after a moment. She kissed Draco lightly on the lips.
Draco stared into her eyes for a moment. "You know, you could punish me if you want."
Hermione's eyes widened. She had never considered that she would be the one to do the spanking… she always assumed that Draco would spank her. But now that he had suggested it, she found the offer to be quite tempting.
"But only if you want to," Draco assured her.
"Oh, I do," Hermione said huskily after another moment of consideration.
Lust and excitement filled Draco's eyes. "Perfect, where will you have me?"
Hermione glanced around their living room. "Lean over the edge of the sofa. Trousers and pants down. I want you bare."
"Yes, mistress," Draco said, quickly undoing his belt and moving towards their sofa. He got into position, his arse up and presented to her.
She let out a soft groan. "I always forget how delicious your arse is." Hermione shook her head. "But that's not what we're here for right now." Standing to the side of him, her hand grasped one of his arse cheeks and gave it a firm squeeze.
"How many spanks shall I get, mistress?"
The use of his wording sent a thrill through Hermione. She would be the one in control tonight. "Fifteen for missing our date," Hermione said firmly. "I want you to count each and every one."
"Yes, mistress," Draco promised obediently.
Raising her hand, Hermione gave a light little slap to Draco's arse. "One," he counted. She raised her hand, pausing in her administrations. "Use the safeword if you want me to stop, Draco," she whispered.
Draco chuckled. "I know," he whispered in reply, neither of them quite wanting to interfere with the scene.
Hermione spanked Draco once more, a little harder this time. "Two," Draco counted. She watched as his arse started to grow a pale red as she delivered two more quick spanks. "Three, four."
She delivered a few more spanks, her own breathing growing heavier as they moved on. Draco's voice grew huskier and huskier as he counted out his punishment.
She spanked his left cheek, then his right. "Twelve, thirteen."
"Two more," Hermione commented. "Have you learned your lesson?"
"Yes, mistress, I won't keep you waiting again," Draco promised, wriggling his arse. His hardened cock was pressed against the arm of the sofa and he was ready to stand.
Two more slaps and they were done. "Fourteen, fifteen." Panting, Draco stood, groaning.
"Are you all right?" Hermione checked once he stood. "Did I hit you too hard?"
"No, but I'm definitely going to feel this tomorrow," Draco said with a groan. "I enjoyed it, though, obviously." He gestured to his cock.
"Should I take care of that?" Hermione asked, about to lower herself to her knees.
"Gods, yes," Draco groaned. His cock twitched when Hermione got on her knees in front of him. He was already achingly hard, though, so he knew it wouldn't be long before he came.
Hermione took his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip of his cock. She could taste his pre-come and knew that he was close already. Grasping the base of his cock, she worked it as she sucked him off.
Draco tangled his hands into her hair, pulling it lightly as she took him in deeper. "Fuck, yes," he groaned, closing his eyes. "That's it, baby," he purred.
She took him deeper, sucking harder. She wanted Draco to come. She wanted to taste his salty release.
"Fuck, I'm coming," Draco exclaimed, his cock throbbing as he came.
Hermione swallowed around him, sucking up his semen. Draco's groan of appreciation was enough to spur her on even more. She continued to lick his cock once he finished coming as she made sure that she didn't miss a single drop.
"So hot," Draco groaned. "Thank you, Hermione."
She giggled, smiling at him. "You don't need to thank me for that, Draco. You know I enjoy it."
At that moment, both Draco and Hermione's stomachs growled.
Laughing, she straightened back up. "I'll get some balm for your arse, and then we can heat up the leftovers. Sound good?"
"Yes, please," Draco said, wincing uncomfortably. "I don't think I'll be able to sit otherwise."
"Be right back!" Hermione promised with a kiss as she dashed to their medicine cabinet.
After attending to Draco's arse, the two of them ate dinner while watching one of Draco's favourite films, Caddyshack, before falling asleep while cuddling on the sofa.
