Hermione leaned against the closed door and blew out a breath of air. She smiled to herself as her aches slowly started to fade. She'd had them since she'd picked up on Draco's fantasy. She couldn't explain it, but she had seen snippets of his thoughts and what he'd been thinking had made her hungry. The kiss had been unexpected, but how could she not laugh at a lame line like that? Huffle her puff?

She pushed herself off of the door and grabbed her bag, taking it to the front of the class. The little tryst would hold her over until she could meet Draco later. And he would be there. Thanks to her kiss, he'd be waiting to continue what they had started. Though she hated to use- No, she didn't hate that she'd used her special kiss to trap Malfoy into coming. It was one of the succubus's most important weapon in their arsenal; the seduction kiss. When a succubus kissed someone, the gloss their body coated their lips with caused the person being kissed to comply with whatever the succubus said. At least for a few moments. Just long enough, usually, to get the person too worked up to stop or pull away.

Hermione looked down at herself to make sure her clothes were wrinkle free before she set herself up at the small desk in the front of the classroom. It would be a while until people filed in, as not many people had her enjoyment of school and drudgingly walked the hallways toward their classes. Her thoughts turned to last night. Mostly to the discussion she'd had with Malfoy.

He'd asked if she was a virgin and, in a way, she was and wasn't. She'd had sex with Melissa, the succubus she'd picked up for a one-night stand, but her hymen was still intact. She'd gone to see a medi-witch when she'd first experienced the hunger pains and, thankfully, she had known what was going on. She'd also been discreet about the whole matter. The witch had told Hermione that, since the two sides of her were fighting it out in her body, the aches a normal succubus or incubus might experience would be a bit more painful at times. She'd have to find some sort of relief but, should Hermione have sex with a man, she would be bound to his sexual energy to sustain her. Apparently there had been other cases like hers and that had been the case with them. The moment they slept with the opposite sex, the person they slept with would be the only one the succubus or incubus could feed from. All other partners would do nothing to sate their hunger. So it looked like Hermione was forced to get creative for her feedings. She didn't think Dumbledore would go for the idea of bringing call girls in for her. Malfoy's agreement to help her was convenient, though. Now that she thought about it, she should probably give him the incubus/succubus pamphlet the medi-witch had given her. Or maybe not. It could be fun to gradually let him find out about her powers.

The classroom door opened and Hermione quickly put on a friendly smile as the third years took their seats. One class and then she could have Malfoy. As the teacher returned and started the class, Hermione mentally compiled a list of possible ways to make him come undone.

Draco leaned against the wall near the broom closet. To anyone passing by, he looked he was just bored. Inside, though, he was scanning the hallway for Granger. He glanced around again, rotating his neck in a way that looked as if he were just working out cramped muscles. Her class had finished five minutes ago but she hadn't showed up yet. She'd persuaded him to show up, she could at least be on time. He was still confused after her kiss' effect on him. He'd just allowed her to push him out the door and he hadn't put up a single fight. A trip to the library for a book on succubus was in order. But that would be for later. Right now, Granger was heading down the corridor.

Her hips swayed as she made her way toward him, her red gaze latched onto Draco. He swallowed hard at the promise he saw there. Granger grabbed his elbow and pulled him into the closet. He quickly checked to make sure the hallway was still clear before closing the door behind them, leaving them in darkness. Granger's hands instantly landed on his pants, her fingers working at the button and zipper.

"A bit eager, are you?" he asked. He could honestly get used to Granger's new eagerness.

She chuckled and he could feel her breath on his newly freed member. "I picked up on two other sexual fantasies from the class. Added to yours, I'm starving for some good satisfaction." Her fingers brushed his skin and he smiled at the thrill running up his body.

"So you can read people's fantasies, then." Draco forced himself to keep his voice neutral. Granger didn't need to know that he was still pent up from their foreplay in the classroom earlier and her touch was only making that tension grow.

"Oh, yes," her husky voice said from below him. "One of the many useful tricks a succubus or incubus has."

"What other tricks do you have?" Draco gritted his teeth as Granger licked his tip. Why were her simple touches driving him crazy? It wasn't like he hadn't slept with a good number of girls who knew a lot more tricks than Granger. Yet she stirred him up so easily.

"Now where's the fun if I just told you? I have to keep a few surprises."

Before Draco could respond, Granger slid her lips around him. One hand reached out to brace himself against the wall and the other dropped to Granger's hair. How the hell was she doing that with her tongue? It was ridiculous how fast she brought him to the edge. With a final lick, Draco felt his body shake as he climaxed. He could feel Granger's throat flex around him as she swallowed his release. He barely realized she had put him back in his pants until she was pulling his zipper up.

"Thanks," Granger said as she stood. "I needed that."

Draco blinked. "That's it? You made me wait a whole period for just one blow job?"

"That's all I needed. I may come back for more later, though."

Draco frowned. "That's not gonna work for me, Granger. I'm not some bloody buffet for you to step up to whenever you're peckish."

Granger groaned in frustration. "Look, I don't have time to discuss this right now. I have to be somewhere." The closet door opened. Granger had her hand on the knob and scanned the hallway before turning to him. "We'll talk about it tonight." She left without another word.

Damn straight they were going to talk about this.

AN: I know it's been forever and this is a sad update, but I lost all my notes on this story and have to remember what I was doing with it. Sorry.