Ello, so here's the second part of this story. I feel like it's pretty crappy so forgive me lol. Pretty graphic, as it is a smut scene so just warning you.
Disclaimer: Guys. I'm not J.K. Rowling. That shit only happens in my dreams.
"Never? Not even by yourself?!"
After a full minute of Malfoy sitting in shock, he keeps asking me the same question and I just keep shaking my head in response, not even trying to hide my exasperation.
"But you said you're not a virgin…"
"That doesn't mean I was completely…satisfied." I wince as I try to explain and see Malfoy giving me an expression of pity.
"No wonder why you're so bloody uptight! You've never been properly shagged!"
"Malfoy! Can we please not discuss this?" I exclaim, putting my head in my hands. "It's bad enough as it is!"
"No we need to discuss this for your sake, Granger! Aren't you even slightly curious as to how it'd feel?"
"Of course I am curious. I'm me for Merlin's sake." Sighing, I decide to stop fighting against the Veritaserum at work.
"So you've touched yourself and it's never worked?" Does he have to be so bloody blunt?
"Yes. I've come to the conclusion it'll happen…eventually. I'm just waiting for the right person." Malfoy gives me this look of disbelief.
"Granger you can't even make yourself come, how do you expect some guy to get you off?"
I blink as his words set in. For the first time, Malfoy's actually got a point.
"I could give it a try." I let my eyes snap back to his in shock.
"Give what a try?" I ask, even though I already know exactly what he's talking about.
"Try to make you come. Even though it wouldn't be trying because of course I'd succeed." I continue to stare at him blankly, so he keeps explaining. "Well I'm sure you've caught wind of my reputation with the broads. I'm not called the Slytherin Sex God for nothing after all. And I don't doubt you've heard the screaming from my room since I purposely forget to cast a Silencing spell just to annoy you."
It's true, I have heard the rather loud praising of Malfoy's…abilities and all of his conquests gossip like no one's business. Of course, I've never tried out these abilities myself because Malfoy's is, well, Malfoy and I'm me.
"That's a ridiculous idea, Malfoy." I finally say after a few seconds.
"Come on Granger, I like a good challenge." Malfoy grins devilishly, leaning in a little bit too close for my liking.
"Why would you even suggest such a thing, you hate me!" I exclaim, trying to think logically about this whole thing.
"On the contrary, I don't hate you, you just piss me off. I dislike you in the friendliest way." I look at him doubtfully. "Besides, you may not know it but you're hot as fuck. I mean you're also a total nerd, but an attractive one I will admit."
I just gape at him. That's all I can do. Since when does bloody Malfoy think I'm "hot"? I mean, I know I'm not completely unfortunate looking but hot? Not likely.
"Don't act so shocked, Granger. Guys practically fall all over you, especially Weaslebee. And you're supposed to be smart! You're bloody clueless."
"I don't know what to say to that." I answer, because honestly, I don't. Here Malfoy is, practically offering himself to me! What in the world am I supposed to say?!
"All I'm saying is that hypothetically, I wouldn't mind getting you off."
"How considerate of you." I reply sarcastically. "I must decline however. It'd be entirely too awkward since we live together, knowing that we…you know."
"Okay, whatever you say Granger." Malfoy settles back into the pillows.
"Okay?" I say, suddenly feeling slightly dejected. It confuses me that Malfoy was being so persistent a second ago and now he's given up so easily. I sit there pondering what in the world just happened and then suddenly, a pair of incredibly soft lips crash down on mine. A hand weaves into my hair, pulling me closer.
I instinctively kiss back until I realize that these lips that are sending my head into a tizzy belong to Malfoy. Malfoy as in my nemesis. I push him away forcefully and immediately find myself longing for his warmth.
"What the hell Malfoy?!" I yell, trying to get some air back into my lungs. It seems as if he'd stolen all the oxygen in the room. He simply smirks, unaffected by my outburst.
"Not bad, Granger. You're better than I originally expected. This should be a whole lot more enjoyable."
"What should be more enjo-?" I don't get to finish my question because Malfoy kisses me once again, this time with his tongue delving into my mouth. I don't respond for a moment, but this only results in Malfoy ruthlessly moving his lips against mine, not taking no for an answer. I hesitantly begin to respond and I feel the git smirk into the kiss.
"That's right love, give into me." His nose nudges mine as he whispers these words quite seductively. I inhale sharply as he starts planting open-mouthed kisses along the column of my neck.
"We really shouldn't…oh." I yelp as Malfoy finds my sweet spot just below my ear, sucking the skin roughly. My body betrays me as I begin to feel heat pooling between my legs. I've never felt this…aroused, especially not during my previous, extremely sloppy experiences.
"Let me make you feel bloody spectacular, Granger. Let me make you come." He demands, his lips brushing against my own with each word. He tastes of peppermints…my favorite. A million thoughts race through my head but only one seems to stick.
"Okay." I exhale shakily, "but if you don't succeed, we pretend this never happened. If you do succeed…" I trail off, not entirely sure where I'm going with this.
"If I do succeed, then you have to do whatever I want for an entire day." Malfoy finishes for me and since I can't think of an alternative, I nod my head in agreement.
"Deal. But this only can happen just once."
"Don't worry bookworm, I will succeed. And I'm also sure that you won't be able to do this just once. You'll be begging for more." Malfoy grins wolfishly and I'm suddenly aware I should've been more specific with my wager. However, my mind begins to wander as Malfoy nips gently at my collarbone.
I sigh in pleasure as Malfoy lays me down on so he can hover over me. I run my nails lightly down his bare back, over his shoulders to feel the hard planes of his stomach beneath my palms. Malfoy curses softly and I find myself smirking in a very Slytherin-like way. His hands wander purposefully all over my body, as if they're tracing an intricate design whilst simultaneously setting my skin on fire. They finally come to rest on my breasts and my nipples promptly harden under his touch. Malfoy rids me of my tank top and I immediately feel self-conscious in my thin baby blue bra. I try to cover up, but Malfoy pins my arms above my head.
"Don't." he gazes sternly at me as he release my wrists. His fingers slowly undo the clasp.
"Where the fuck have you been hiding these?" Malfoy demands as if I have committed a crime. I bite my lip under his stare and I notice Malfoy's eyes darkening with an unreadable expression. His hand kneads my right breast and he takes the other into his mouth, his tongue swirling over my pert nipple, never taking his eyes off me. I let out a weird groan as the heat in my core only grows by the second.
"Draco." His name tumbles from my lips before I even know what I'm saying. Malfoy pauses his ministrations to look at me in obvious surprise. His surprise quickly morphs into something completely different…something that can only be described as lust.
"Say it again."
"What?" I ask dumbly even though I know exactly what.
"Don't be daft, Granger. Say my fucking name again." He's staring at me quite intensely as his hand dips into the waistband of my shorts. He cups me through my underwear roughly and my whole body clenches with a need I've never felt before.
"Oh Merlin, Draco please." I'm not even entirely sure what I'm begging for, but it feels as if I'll explode into nothing if Malfoy doesn't continue.
"Please what Granger?" That bloody infuriatingly sexy smirk is playing on his swollen lips as his finger traces my folds over my panties.
"I don't know, just please, t-touch me." I whimper helplessly, and try to relieve the pressure by rubbing my thighs together.
"Look at this, Bookworm Granger, completely at my mercy." He teases, taking his time with yanking my shorts off. Malfoy arches an eyebrow at me as he takes in the only pair of lace underwear I own. Locking eyes with me, he slowly pulls my panties down my shaking legs with his teeth. He works his way up my body, kissing along my hipbones, up between my breasts, and settles on my lips. This kiss is different than the previous ones. Just as passionate, but slower and softer yet still managing to set my skin alight. He slips his fingers between my legs and I gasp with pleasure, my walls clenching tightly around his digits.
"You're so fucking wet baby." He groans. I try to answer with a smart retort about him calling me "baby" but the only thing I can do is moan as he plunges two fingers into my heat.
"Oh God." I bite my lip so hard I taste blood.
"Actually it's Draco." He chuckles deeply. I swat him in annoyance. He laughs again, kissing his way back down. I start to get nervous.
"Malfoy, you don't-"
"Shut it, Granger. Just enjoy it." I decide to listen for once. He kisses the insides of my thighs and gently spreads my legs so I'm completely exposed to him. I can only watch as he finally kisses me in the place where I need it the most. I cry out, my fingers threading themselves into his blonde locks, finding something to hold onto. The tip of his oh so talented tongue runs up and down, settling to wreck havoc on my clit as his fingers pound into me at an agonizingly slow pace. This in no way compares to anything I've ever felt before. Ron never even bothered to make sure I was taken care of. Malfoy, however, is sending me into a tailspin of mind numbing sensations.
"Fuck Malfoy, oh fucking Merlin." I keep repeating these words over and over again like a mantra as Malfoy takes me higher and higher into obscene pleasure. A coiling feeling tightens in my stomach as I arch off the couch. Malfoy's strong hand holds me down, never ceasing his sinful torture. He hums against my center, the vibrations driving me crazy.
"You better watch your vulgarity love, or I'll have to punish you." Draco murmurs. If possible, I become even wetter at the idea. My whole body is spasming uncontrollably as I feel myself teetering dangerously close to the edge.
"Come for me Hermione." At the sound of Malfoy saying my name, I come apart, the coil snapping as waves of pleasure crash through me and I scream my orgasm. My eyes roll back into my head as I ride it out, Malfoy's mouth still on me. I try to take deep breaths as I come down from my high. After I calm down I open my eyes to see Malfoy licking his lips from in between my legs. I instantly feel turned on all over again. What the bloody hell is he doing to me?! I grab his face and kiss him roughly, not caring that I taste myself on his tongue. He chuckles, gripping my naked hips tightly.
"That good, huh?"
"I like you better when you're not talking."
AN: Soooo I'm not sure if I'm gonna stop here cause I did say it was going to be two-shot but idk, do you guys want another chapter or two? Leave me reviews please! It'd be much appreciated.