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"Maybe this was a stupid idea." said Hermione, backing up against the wall.

Draco smirked, "I think it was a brilliant idea."

"Really? Because I was thinking we could just forget about it."

"Oh I don't think so, Love." he said moving his hands to either side of her head, blocking her in.

"Think about it," she said, biting her lip and trying to come up with a good excuse.

"Think about what?" he asked, moving to kiss her neck, but she put her hands on his chest, pushing him back.

"Think about what we're doing. I mean you don't even like me." she said, her voice becoming more high pitched towards the end.

He raised an eyebrow and said, "I don't have to like you to fuck your brains out, Granger."

She bit her lip in an attempt not to groan at his words.

She didn't like Malfoy, truly she didn't. He was a pompous, arrogant, self-centered, hard to deal with, stuck up git - and he knew it. He knew it, and he was proud of it.

Which irritated Hermione all the more.

But he was attractive. Extremely attractive. His white-blonde hair hung in his shockingly silver eyes, he had a straight and regal nose - that he often looked down upon people with - and very masculine bone structure.

To top it all off he had a sinfully sexy smirk that was definitely a panty dropper - and drop panties it did, often. Not that Draco minded this at all, if anything he appreciated the fact that his parents had gifted him with near perfect genes.

"But wouldn't it be sullying the Malfoy name to stoop to my level?" she asked, bringing up the fact of her blood - even though she knew it wouldn't change his mind. Malfoy had changed on that account.

"Nice try Granger, but you brought this on yourself."

And he was right. This whole thing had been Hermione's fault. Only a few minutes earlier, Draco and Hermione had been arguing.

"You need to control your girls, Malfoy." snapped Hermione, throwing a notepad at Draco's face.

He caught it before it could hit him, and raised an eyebrow, "What the hell are you talking about, Granger?"

"We are at work, Malfoy, so I would appreciate it if you would tell your 'dates' that they not call the office during hours. It's unprofessional."

Draco smirked, "Ah, I knew they wouldn't be able to resist. They never can."

Hermione snorted, "Please,"

She went to walk back to her office across the hall, but Draco caught her arm and shut the door with his foot.

"What the hell are you doing?" she asked, hands on her hips.

"You seem to be doubting my godly skills in the bedroom, Granger." he said, a confident smirk on his face as he stepped back and studied her.

"I'm simply doubting the fact that no one can resist you, because news flash Malfoy, I've known you for ten years, and you are quite easy to resist."

Draco rolled his eyes, "The only reason you've been able to resist me is because I haven't paid you any attention. There's a difference."

"Ha," she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder, "You've been pestering me since I met you. I think you've paid me quite enough attention."

All of a sudden Draco got a mischievous glint in his eye, and stepped closer to her, "That's not exactly the kind of attention I meant."

Hermione scoffed, "Please. I don't want you."

"But you would." he said, his lips grazing her cheek as he whispered in her ear.

She tried to remain unfazed when she replied, "I think you're full of shit."

"Then let me prove it to you."

"Prove what?"

He leaned back to look at her and said, "Prove that I can make you want me just as bad as those girls who called earlier."

She scowled and said, "There is no way that I'd be anything like those -"

"When it comes to great sex, all girls are the same - at least with me." he said, smirking.

"You're such an arrogant -"

"Git, arse, son of a bitch - the list goes on and on. I know. You say it often enough." he said chuckling, "So let me prove you wrong."

"Fine," she snapped, speaking before she had time to really think about what she'd just agreed to.

Which was sex...with Draco Malfoy.

"Why are you really doing this?" she asked.

He smirked, "Because you don't seem to think I'm capable of it. Besides, getting Hermione Granger to admit defeat to me? Priceless."

"This is a really stupid -"

But she didn't get to finish her sentence because Draco pressed his lips to hers, tired of hearing her excuses.

Truth be told he thought the bright little bookworm was rather attractive, especially at work in her tight pencil skirts and high heels - she was definitely not the same girl he'd tormented during their years of school.

Though if he were honest, he'd harbored a bit of a soft spot for the witch, even back then.

Now, though, Hermione was a total knockout - and yes, Draco had initially only brought up proving a point to Granger to do just that, prove a point. But now, standing so very close to her, was making it hard for him to remember any other reason other than the fact that she was bloody perfect.

At first Hermione was too shocked to respond, but that only lasted moments.

Draco slid his hands down to her waist, and she moved hers up to his neck, tugging on the hair at the nape of his neck as he bit her bottom lip.

Their tongues explored each others mouths while their hands explored one another's bodies, and all of this while their co-workers sat but fifty feet away in their cubicles.

"Silencing charm," she said, pulling away from his lips.

He mumbled something unintelligible into the side of her neck, before kissing and biting it, causing her to let out a sharp gasp.

"Malfoy, seriously -"

"I did it already Granger, for fuck's sake. Do you think I'm stupid?"

Without giving her the chance to respond he pulled her back into a kiss, his tongue sliding effortlessly against hers.

His hands went to the buttons on her blouse, opening them quickly, and before she knew it her shirt was on the ground.

Draco was surprised by how hot the witch looked, and made a soft noise of approval before reaching behind her to unclasp her bra.

Draco kissed a path down her neck and to her nipples, taking one rosy peak into his mouth while he toyed with the other.

She tipped her head back against the wall, her hands somehow tangling themselves in his hair, while she forced herself not to moan.

She was determined not to give Draco that satisfaction, but he wasn't about to let her off the hook. He was going to have her calling out for him before the end of their little meeting, of that he was sure.

He was Draco Malfoy after all.

"Enjoying yourself yet, Granger?"

"Not a chance." she said, forcing her breathing under control.

Draco groaned in annoyance - and then pleasure - when Hermione pushed his shirt from his shoulders and grazed her nails over his nipples.

She attempted to take control of the situation by leaning forward and trailing kisses down his neck and further down his chest, but Draco quickly realized what she was doing and lifted her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist as he leaned his weight onto her against the wall.

"I don't think so, Granger. This is about me proving something to you, so sit back and let me prove it to you." he whispered against the side of her neck, making her shiver.

He walked with her over to his desk, knocking things aside as he set her down on it.

He tangled his hands in her hair and crushed her lips to his in a smoldering kiss, before slowly trailing open mouth kisses down her neck, past her chest, across her stomach and to the waistband of her skirt.

He flicked his hand, her skirt and underwear vanishing, as he said, "Lean back."

She raised an eyebrow and continued to stare at him, so he grabbed her thighs and pulled her down so her ass was at the edge of the desk.

"What are you doing?" she asked, eyes wide.

He smirked, "Lean back, close your eyes, and trust me."

"Trust you?"

"Granger," he said, exasperated with this incredibly sexy, naked witch in front of him.

"Fine," she said, leaning back and closing her eyes.

"Promise me you'll keep your eyes closed." he said, his breath ghosting across her lips.

She opened her mouth to ask why, but Draco knew she was going to say something, so he pressed a kiss to her lips.

"Promise me,"

"Fine, I promise." she said, feigning annoyance even though her whole body was screaming for him to touch her.

He trailed a few kisses across her stomach before kneeling in front of the desk and pressing heated kisses to the insides of her thighs.

He moved one hand to her stomach while slowly rubbing his thumb over her clit, causing her to moan and shift her hips.

He moved his fingers down, tracing her wet folds, before sliding a finger into her wet pussy, causing her to gasp and grab his hair.

He chuckled and added another finger before speeding up his movements. She was panting and writhing, but just before she could come he removed his fingers.

"Malfoy -"

"Hush," he said, trailing his tongue over her dripping folds, purposely avoiding her clit, "And keep your eyes closed."

Hermione knew why he was telling her that, because not knowing what he was doing was making it more intense, so she did as he said - for probably the first time ever - and kept her eyes closed.

He continued licking her pussy slowly, avoiding her clit, before he finally sucked her little bundle of nerves into his mouth.

"Oh Merlin," gasped Hermione, her back arching off the bed.

Draco chuckled, which only made her hands tighten in his hair.

He knew that she was close, so he slid two fingers inside her and pumped in and out quickly.

Seconds later she came, and he moved his fingers to lick her pussy while her orgasm washed over her.

With a very self-satisfied smirk, Draco kissed his way back up her body, claiming her lips in a rough kiss.

"Would you like to tell me again how un-skilled I am in the bedroom, Granger?"

She was panting, and couldn't manage to form a coherent sentence, so she just shook her head.

He chuckled, "I didn't think so. And we're just getting started."

Hermione's eyes widened, and she finally found a few words, "Oh Merlin,"

At some point he'd taken off his pants and boxers, so when he moved on top of her, his hard cock was rubbing against the inside of her thigh.

"It's 'oh Draco'." he said with a smirk.

Without warning he thrust into her, causing her to gasp and dig her nails into his shoulders.

"Holy shit," she said, biting into the corded muscles of his shoulder.

"Do you like this?" he asked, his breath hot against her cheek, "Because fuck Granger, I do."

"Oh Merlin, yes."

He continued to move in and out of her, every powerful thrust hitting her g-spot and making her moan louder each time.

"You're so fucking tight, Granger." he groaned, kissing and biting her neck.

She gasped at his dirty words, feeling herself get even more turned on - if that was even possible.

He reached a hand down and began rubbing her clit in tight circles and she squeezed her eyes shut, pulling Draco closer to her as she came around him.

Draco shuddered, the feeling of her walls gripping him was too much, and he came as well.

He rolled off her, and they were quiet while they caught their breath.

"Holy shit Granger..." he said, sitting up on the desk to look down at her.

"Ditto," she said, moving to get dressed.

Once they'd gotten dressed, Hermione took a deep breath and said, "You were right. You're good."

He smirked and crossed the space between them and said, "So are you."

She blushed and looked up at him, "I'm going to go back to work now."

He caught her hand and pulled her back to him, "Get a drink with me after work."

She smiled, "I'd like that."