Title: A Wedding With a Twist
Word Count: 494
Genre: gratuitous smut with a dash of humor
Rating: R for some quick lovin'
Other characters/ship: Neville and Pansy – improbable yes, but come on…give it a read.
Warnings: none
"Finally! I've been waiting forever."
Hermione casually walked over to him and began untying his tie. "I saw you come in here five minutes ago…somebody's clearly impatient."
Draco gave her a quick kiss then firmly turned her so that he could start undoing the buttons down her back. "Well, it felt like forever." Hermione gave an anticipating sigh.
"The plan was to meet at midnight, not during the party." She turned her head and with a smirk said, "you want me…bad."
"Of course I do. Blasted buttons. Why did you have to pick a gown with so many buttons?"
"Because my groom liked it…and so do I. Don't you think I look lovely in it?"
"I think you'd look more lovely out of it. There. Buttons are done." He slowly pushed the sleeves off her shoulders and down her arms kissing her neck as he did so. The wedding dress pooled at her feet and Hermione turned to help him out of his trousers.
"And how is your groom? What's he doing while you're here with me?" Now that Draco's trousers were off, she took him in hand to get him ready, which didn't take much effort since Draco was hard as soon as she walked in the door. He moaned in appreciation and kissed her passionately.
When they came apart Hermione panted her answer, "I suspect he's doing your wife. I saw Pansy drag him off about twenty minutes ago, right after we cut the cake. He's probably got Pansy bent over a couch and on her way back from happy town…which means we'll have to hurry…I'll be missed."
"Let Longbottom rejoin the guests first. I think its only fair that we get at least the twenty minutes he got with my wife. And besides, how much longer can they be?"
"You'd be surprised. Neville is fantastic about taking his time with a woman."
"You mean you and he…?"
"Of course."
Draco almost looked hurt. "But…"
"Oh, like you and Pansy haven't. Besides, I can't count on you to always be readily available, and I wanted to make sure Neville and I would...get along."
Draco growled deep in his throat, lifted her up and backed her into the wall. "I'm always readily available for you." And with that, he took her. Hard and fast up against the cloak room wall.
When they finished and were quite content for the time being, Draco helped Hermione back into her gown and both made sure they were presentable enough to face the guests at the reception.
He kissed her softly and whispered, "congratulations Mrs. Longbottom."
"Thank you Mr. Malfoy."
"See you at midnight then?"
"Absolutely. And make sure you congratulate Neville…he was man enough to congratulate you and Pansy at your wedding a few weeks ago."
"Yes, my love."
Hermione left the cloakroom first. Draco followed a few minutes later and found Pansy. They would have to dance at least one dance along side the 'happy couple'.