Chapter Five
29th of November 2001-9:36pm
Hermione clutched at her head as her shoes touched the dark grey marble floor. She waited as the slow swaying feeling stopped and then stretched her spine, adjusting to the real world again. That port key had created an especially strong traveling sensation. She felt as if she had just taken off into the air in an airplane, just like when she had been little, going on holidays to Italy with her parents.
"Are you alright?" Draco said softly, squeezing Hermione's hand, allowing her to register again where and who she was with. "Yeah I'm fine. Thanks." Draco looked her up and down with a slight frown of concern, but when he caught her eye again he smiled and pulled her hand gently. "Come on, I have something I want to show you."
Draco lead Hermione through the corridor, into the kitchen and then out onto the balcony. Hermione immediately threw her arms up around herself, trying to fight away the bitter cold air that surrounded them. "Just step a little closer" Draco said, walking over to a small table. As Hermione did so, she felt herself be enveloped in a spine tingling warmth, that calmed her right down to the bone. She watched as Draco poured them both glasses of a strange light pink liquid, into two martini glasses. He gestured for her to come and sit down with him on the large black sofa.
Hermione walked over slowly, taking the glass as she positioned herself amongst the leather and satin cushions. "What is this?" She asked, picking up a small crystal stick that lay across the rim of the glass, adorned with raspberries. "Try it, I know you'll like it." Draco answered, raising his own glass to his lips. Hermione lifted the glass up and the aroma of alcohol, white chocolate and raspberries filled her nose. She tipped the glass back gently and allowed the silky smooth concoction to glide across her tongue and down her throat.
It was beautiful! Probably one of the best drinks she had ever tried. It was fresh and creamy, but at the end there was a real kick from the alcohol that sent electric sparks across her skin. "It's amazing, what's it called?"
Draco grinned and sucked off one of the raspberries, making Hermione feel weak at the knees, "Agave Kiss. I learnt how to make it a couple weeks ago, I thought you would have a taste for it."
"I do." Hermione said, taking another long sip, licking her lips so that none of the sweet pink drops could escape her. "And what about the view, is that to your satisfaction too?" Hermione nodded and looked around, then her bottom jaw dropped. "Is that really real?" She asked, pointing towards the distance. Draco looked and let out a loud chuckle, "Of course its real Granger!"
Hermione stood up and walked to the edge of the balcony, leaning against the glass wall, that stopped her from stepping out into air. She was looking out at the stunning scenery of Paris and not just any part of Paris, the astonishing Eiffel Tower, so close, she felt she could reach out and touch it. "You live here?" Hermione whispered, biting into a soft little raspberry. "You find people in Paris aren't too bothered about whose side people were on in the war, they're not like others back in England, who have the names of the Death Eaters engraved into their minds. I came here on a holiday and decided I could really live here, really live. Not hide like a weasel back home." Draco was standing next to her now, his arms pressing against hers. Even in the magical bubble of warmth, the heat coming off Draco sent Hermione into another state of bewitching sensations. "I'm sorry people treated you so badly at home, no one knew the true story."
"And they'll never know. The Malfoy's are even too proud to admit they were forced into serving the Dark Lord." Draco hissed, his hands clenching into fists. Hermione reached out and took one in her own hand, massaging the knuckles and fingers, until Draco relaxed them. "Thank you though. It means the world to me that you don't see me like that" he whispered, as he rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. Hermione leaned in a kissed Draco, tenderly on the cheek and then finished the rest of her drink, setting it down beside her feet.
"Are you hungry" Draco said, wrapping his arm around Hermione's waist. She nodded and placed a hand against her stomach, where it rumbled ever so gently. Draco lead Hermione back to the sofa and pulled out a small clear box from inside the table. "Close your eyes" Draco said quietly, slowly opening the box. "You'll enjoy it more if your eyes are closed." Hermione nodded quickly and closed her eyes, her stomach clenching from a frenzy of excited nerves. "Open your mouth" Draco whispered. Hermione did as she was told and as she did, Draco placed something soft upon on her tongue. Hermione waited till Draco's fingers were out of her mouth and then she closed her lips, her tongue lathering over the small chocolate in her mouth. There was a sudden explosion of flavour, as every taste Hermione could think of, washed over her. There was champagne, then strawberry, then caramel, then orange, then cappuccino and it carried on, until Hermione was left with a small round bead that she bit, releasing the last intense flavour of pure chocolate into her mouth.
Hermione slowly opened her eyes and licked her lips
ferociously. "That was…" she stuttered, trying to find the
words for what she had just experienced. "Orgasmic." Draco
continued. "Yes, I guess so" Hermione breathed, watching
hungrily as he pulled out another from inside. It was nothing
more then a small gold ball. "The Parisian chocolatiers are
some of the best in the world, especially when they have the
help of magic." Draco stared at Hermione, his light grey eyes
piercing hers. "Would you like another?" He asked
seductively. Hermione parted her lips slightly and nodded.
Draco waited for her a second to close her eyes, but when
she didn't, he moved the chocolate towards Hermione's lips,
watching as she parted them slowly and her eyes gently
closed. As he placed the chocolate upon her tongue,
Hermione closed her lips around Draco's fingers and
sucked them, as she sucked and tasted the chocolate.
Draco's cock leaped in his pants, as Hermione licked and
caressed and sucked his fingers entrancingly.
As Hermione opened her eyes, she let go of Draco's
fingers. Much to his disappointment. He placed his hand
back on his lap. "You should have one" Hermione finally said,
reaching for the box, Draco nodded and watched intently as
she picked out one of the golden chocolates, her delicate
fingers wrapping around it. Draco imagined licking those
soft fingers and planned to do so. Hermione placed the
chocolate in his mouth slowly. When Draco caught her eye,
he noticed a naughty little sparkle that hadn't been there
before and could see all the sexy little thoughts running
around in her head. He closed his lips quickly around
Hermione's fingers and lathered them for all he was worth,
as he enjoyed the erotic effect of the chocolate.
Just as the chocolate finished, Hermione wiped her
fingers out from Draco's mouth. For a moment he was
worried that he had gone too far, but as Hermione pined him
down to the sofa, he knew she had fully enjoyed it.
Hermione straddled Draco's lap and sat up, pulling her
blouse quickly over her head to reveal the sexy black bra
underneath. "I can't wait any longer" she breathed, tugging
Draco's shirt buttons open to reveal his chest. Her hot mouth
pressed against his pecs, kissing until she came to his right
nipple, which she licked and sucked as if it was one of the
chocolates. Draco let out a loud, animalistic moan, running
his fingers through Hermione's gorgeous hair. Was he in
heaven? He thought. Was this really Hermione Granger,
acting like a wanton sex kitten? Draco reached out and
quickly un clipped Hermione's bra, letting it fall down around
her arms. He reached out and cupped her smooth breasts,
pinching and tweaking her rosy coloured nipples gently.
Hermione arched her back "Oh Draco!"
Draco flipped then and threw Hermione back against the
sofa, pressing her back down into the cushions. He slipped
her bra from her arms and tossed them down on the ground
somewhere, moving his attention quickly to her leather
pants, which he pulled from her elegant legs. Hermione lay,
propping herself up by her elbows, breathing heavily as she
watched Draco remove her satin thong. Draco held it in his
hand a second and then looked at Hermione, smirking "I
always knew you would be a secret sex goddess" he purred.
Draco made quick work of his own clothes. He took firm
hold of Hermione's calves and slowly moved her legs into
position, so that her thighs were pressed against her breasts
and her legs were crossed at the ankles. Her dainty feet
pressed hard against his chest. Draco moved to kneel in
front of Hermione's perfect pussy and ass, admiring them at
great length. Her pussy was shaved, so that only a small
dusting of brown curls outlined her lips. She was open to
him, the cherry skin already moist. Her ass cheeks were
golden and voluptuous Draco noted.
Draco leaned forward and angled his hips just right, so that
Hermione's hips were positioned in the crook created. He
had a tight grip of her thighs and his feet firmly tucked
against the cushions for strength.
Hermione looked up at Draco's handsome face, his brow
ever so slightly damp from sweat. His gaze was a mixture of
concentration and lust, as he positioned her in a way she'd
never been placed. As she watched him stare at her intimate
southern lips, she felt herself blush. No one had looked at
her that intently and with that much craving. It made her feel
beautiful and sexy at the same time, she felt powerful over
him.
"What ever you do, keep your legs crossed like this." Draco breathed, his dick slowly entering her, inch by inch. Hermione gasped as the thick head stretched her perfectly, gliding inside her tight entrance. She managed to nod and lock he legs together as Draco fully seated himself inside her. He was around eight inches and thick. Hermione thanked the gods that she was so wet, as she was lubricated enough to encompass Draco's well endowed manhood.
Draco looked down at where they were connected and groaned, as he felt Hermione's tight, warm walls close around him and squeeze him perfectly. Draco let out a long breath and then began moving his hips back and forth slowly, working up a steady rhythm. As his pace increased, he began thrusting harder, circling his hips, so that his dick stroked every corner inside her. His breath caught in his throat as he let out carnal groans that ripped through the quiet winter air.
Hermione screamed in pleasure, calling out all profanities she could think of, as well as Draco's name, again and again. The friction she was feeling, due to her legs being in such a tight nit position, was a blazing sensation inside her pussy. She could feel herself already building up to the grand finale. Hermione clenched her inner muscles around Draco's dick and watched as his face tensed, as hot pleasure ran through him.
"Ugh, oh god Hermione. I'm so close!" Draco called out to the night, his nails digging into her tender flesh. "So am I!" Hermione moaned, tightening her legs, rubbing the raw flesh against each other. Suddenly the tension down below was too much for Hermione and she exploded. She tightened around Draco's cock, milking it as her juices lathered him completely. There was stars behind her eyes and as she reached the top she screamed "Draco!"
Draco felt Hermione's orgasm and when she called his name with such longing, his balls tensed up and the pleasure inside him erupted. Draco shook as his seed filled Hermione's core and her name repeated again and again on his lips.
Finally as his orgasm finished, Draco slumped forward, his grip on Hermione's legs loosening. Hermione moved her legs to each side of Draco's and gently pulled him down to lay on top of her.
Draco's eyes opened slightly and he gazed up at Hermione, her face a vision of beauty and passion. He kissed her lips and tasted the chocolate that lingered there. "I love you." Draco whispered, touching his forehead against hers. He felt truly happy, nothing could make him happier, then lying inside this amazing women.
"I love you too" Hermione said, almost silently. Draco's breath left him for a second and he looked at her, gazing deep into her gorgeous brown eyes. "Really?" He asked. "Yes, I think I do." Hermione said, her voice wobbling slightly, as the emotions overwhelmed her. Draco kissed her again and then moved them slightly so that they were still connected, but so that Hermione could rest her head against his chest.
They stared up at the stars and Draco remembered her words over and over again. I love you too. She had said it. Now he really couldn't be any happier.
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