Time

Rated M

Trigger: Mild Lemon

Merlin he was exhausted. It had been one of those days where no matter what he tried to fix, it had gone horribly wrong. The day had come to an end with a mild explosion in one of the experimental potions labs that had caused two technicians to sprout rabbit ears. They had been immediately transferred to St. Mungos for treatment. He felt like he had wasted his time the entire day and all he wanted now was a shower and to crash into bed before video chatting with Hermione on his computer.

Of course, the day was still not meant to go his way. His hot shower was short lived because the water heater was acting up and the lukewarm water had only lasted long enough to wash off the soot from the explosion. "What a bad fucking day," he muttered as he toweled dry.

He didn't bother with clothes because he planned on video chatting and having a quick wank with the image of his girlfriend fresh in his mind before he went to bed and slept his troubles away. He fluffed the pillows and propped himself up with his new laptop settled comfortably on his lower abdomen. Hermione had figured out how to make muggle electronics work in the magical world and she was currently on a business trip with her business partner Millicent Bulstrode creating a new contract with another major electronics firm.

He smirked at the thought. Millie had reintroduced them a year ago at a dinner her parents were hosting. She had frowned at him but accepted his light kiss on the back of her hand before ignoring him for the rest of the evening. Apparently, Gryffindor's princess didn't give second chances to reformed death eaters, but he had slowly won her over and now they were together. He sighed and drug a hand down his face before grabbing his damp towel and laying it across his knees. Hermione had been gone for two weeks and it was killing him. He normally didn't resort to this type of self-gratification, but if he didn't take care of himself then he wouldn't last a minute when he welcomed her home. He wanted to be able to give her a proper welcome and that meant an hour or more of gentle caresses and mind-blowing orgasms for both of them. So, that meant he didn't have a choice but to give himself a quick tug and be prepared for her arrival.

He connected to the voice chat and dialed her number, but he immediately got a busy signal. "What the hell?" he muttered.

He glanced at the clock next to the bed and he knew he was right on time. A buzzing from his night stand drew his attention. It was a text and it was from her.

Hermione: On the line with CEO

Call when I'm done

Love you

He sighed. So much for that thought process.

Draco: Ok, call whenever

Miss you love

Ready for you to be home

She didn't respond and he put the phone back on the nightstand before leaning back against the headboard. He closed the laptop and put it next to him on the bed and looking down at his semi-hard penis. "Well what now?" he asked the appendage.

He didn't receive a response, but he didn't exactly expect one. He closed his eyes and thought of Hermione. If she were home she would have joined him in the shower and it wouldn't have mattered if it was lukewarm to her. Of course, she would have known the perfect spell to fix the problem with the water heater and he wouldn't have had to take a cold shower.

He imagined her leaning back against him in the shower with her round breasts pushed out begging for his touch. The water from the shower would have trickled down her body before puddling in her belly button and eventually dripping down her thighs. He imagined kissing and suckling his way across her shoulders and up to her ear lobes while his hand found its way to his favorite spot between her legs. He peeked an eye open and glanced at his now full erection. "What the hell," he muttered before taking his cock in hand and pulling at it gently.

His image of Hermione morphed to one of her in her Hogwart's uniform. Of course, it was a little too tight and a little too short to be proper for school wear, but it was just perfect for his fantasy. He imagined her leaning over her desk and the outline of her perfect arse would show beneath that plaid skirt. It would be covered in lacy panties that already had a line of dampness down the center from her arousal. "Hi Draco," she said breathily. "You look like you could use some help."

He would smirk at her before responding. "What kind of help did you have in mind Granger?"

"That's Hermione to you mister."

Draco's eyes flew open and focused on the sultry image of a very real Hermione Granger standing in their bedroom doorway. "You only call me Granger when you are having a school girl fantasy Malfoy."

He smirked at her and tugged at his erection again. "I have a problem Ms. Granger," he said seriously.

Hermione walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind her. She removed her smart suit jacket and draped it over a chair in the bedroom. "I would love to help you out Mr. Malfoy. Is it a problem you would care to discuss with me?"

"In fact Ms. Granger, I think you are the only person with whom I can discuss my problem."

"Pray tell Mr. Malfoy. What is the problem?"

"I want this woman you see," he said watching her slip off her shoes and untucking her blue button-down blouse from her matching pencil skirt. He swallowed hard when she reached behind her and unzipped the skirt. "I want her in the worst way and I don't know how to tell her how I feel."

"Is she the kind that would prefer a direct approach?" she asked turning towards him and slowly unbuttoning her blouse before pulling the pins that held her hair in place down.

"I'm not sure," he murmured. "She seems direct, but she doesn't really like me very much."

Hermione shrugged out of her shirt and stood at the foot of their bed in her nude bra and boy short panties. "Well, I tell you what Mr. Malfoy. How about I help you with that amazing erection you have and once that is gone we can create a realistic solution?"

"Merlin, I thought you would never ask," he said before sitting up and yanking her on top of him.

He didn't even give her a chance to pull her panties off, instead choosing to slip his fingers in-between her legs and through the soft brown curls that covered his most favorite place in the world. "You're already so wet for me love," he murmured before shifting her and sliding her down on his now aching erection causing both of them to moan loudly.

He thrust upward a couple of times before thumbing her clit softly. "Draco don't rush it," she murmured pushing his hand away.

"I'm not going to last," he gritted out while holding her hips tightly and causing her to moan.

"Then cum," she breathed out. "You can make it up to me in the shower."

Her permission and two good thrusts were all it took for him to cum deep within her womb. He took three good deep breaths before he spoke. "Merlin I'm so sorry love. I had planned to take action so that I could make love to you for hours once you got home."

Hermione giggled. "I guess that's what I get for surprising you Draco."

"But it was a deliciously appealing surprise," he said before sitting up and kissing her deeply. "I'm glad you are home," he murmured against her mouth. "I've missed you."

"And I you," she said against his lips. "Let's go take a shower and you can make up this performance."

He sighed. "One problem, the water heater is on the fritz and I don't know how to fix the problem."

She giggled. "Glad to know you'll always need me for something pretty boy."

He slapped her arse. "Fix the water and I'll show you why you keep me around Granger."

FIN