Bedspread

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"We really are so proud to have you as our future daughter-in-law," Lucius Malfoy said with a wide grin. "You have brought out a side of Draco that we haven't seen in a long time."

"Agreed," Narcissa said softly. "Draco indicated that you wanted a small ceremony, but that you might be interested in a large garden party for everyone to celebrate. Is that the case?"

"Yes ma'am," Hermione answered taking a sip of her wine to calm her nerves. "I would be happy to just elope and celebrate later with our friends and family."

"Is your mother ok with that Granger?" Draco asked. "I mean her only daughter, you would think she had been planning a wedding since your birth."

Hermione shrugged. "They eloped so she isn't all about the whole wedding process. She believes the focus should be on the relationship."

"That's a wonderful sentiment," Lucius said with candor. "I think that is a brilliant idea, and of course we could offer our gardens for a party sometime after the nuptials."

"That would be lovely Mr. Malfoy."

Lucius laughed. "I believe you can just call me Lucius now Hermione dear."

"And of course, you should call me Narcissa."

Hermione smiled as Draco leaned close to her ear and whispered "and you were worried".

He leaned back up and smirked at the table. "If you two don't mind," he started casually, "I'm going to take my fiancé for a moment of respite."

Narcissa blushed. "Please be cautious you two. We are both far to young to be grandparents."

Hermione was beet red, but she didn't say a word as Draco pulled her from the table.

Draco's childhood bedroom hadn't changed a whole lot since he went to university. Hermione had seen it once of twice before, but she had never really paid attention. The walls were a pale gray color and his queen-sized mahogany bed stood in the middle of the room. Its placement created a reading nook behind the headboard that was incredibly comfortable for an afternoon of lounging and listening to music or reading. The bed was covered in a gray and green colored bedspread that created a plush environment. His walls held a few posters and pictures of friends and his cricket gear from high school was propped up in a corner of the room.

"You said there was a fantasy involved here Mr. Malfoy," Hermione said with her back to Draco.

Draco sat down on the foot of his bed and stared at her with a slight smile. "I never brought a girl up here, you know?"

"You don't say? Mr. Suave never had a girl in his bedroom?"

Draco rolled his eyes. "Not until this moment, no. But that didn't stop me from having an active imagination and playing with myself to those ideas."

Hermione turned to the door and locked it slowly. "Show me what you would do Mr. Malfoy? What turned you on in your youth?"

Draco toed his shoes off and scooted up the bed until his back was pressed against the head board. "I'll show you if you help my fantasies become reality."

"As if I was ever part of your fantasies," Hermione scoffed.

"The know-it-all swot with the dominating personality, oh yeah you frequently starred in my wanking fantasies."

Hermione blushed, but tried to play it off as she spoke. "How so Mr. Malfoy?"

He grinned at her. "Oh, I imagined shutting you up by shoving my cock down your throat a time or ten for sure."

Hermione giggled. "Is that all?" she asked huskily.

He reached for his belt and undid the buckle. "Sometimes you took control and taught me a thing or two about how to please you, and others I dominated you and made you mine."

The lust was heavy in the room and Hermione's breath caught as Draco popped the button on his jeans. She stood stock still afraid that if she moved he would stop what he was doing and this experience would be lost. "All of them were bloody fucking brilliant, but me taking control over you was always my favorite. Bending you to my will to please me and in turn me giving you the praise you needed to hear." He grinned at her as he slid the zip down slowly. "And mind-blowing orgasms of course."

"Of course," she rasped out licking her lips in the process.

Draco raised his shirt so that the lower part of his abdomen was showing and he lifted his arse off the bed to shimmy his jeans and boxers down to just below his pelvis. He gripped his length and pulled it free of the clothing and nearly came in his hand when he saw her bite down on her lower lip and clench her fists at her side.

"Watch carefully now Granger," he cooed to her. "I'm already leaking just giving you the bare minimum of detail."

Draco palmed the head of his cock and gathered the small amount of precum that had puddled at the tip. "I would imagine catching you in the library late in the day when no one was around," he said softly, beginning to stroke his hand up and down. "Of course, I would watch you for a while before I approached you. Sometimes you were reading a dirty novel and I would get turned on watching you clench your thighs together. Other times you were frustrated and angry and my presence allowed you to blow off some steam."

Hermione was breathing erratically now, but she had not moved a muscle from her original stance. Her eyes followed Draco's hand as it pulled at his member and his heavy-lidded eyes followed her line of vision. "If you were reading the dirty novel, it gave me a chance to let you build yourself up to a need before I pounced. I would sit down next to you and whisper into your ear about how you looked like you needed some help and that I would be thrilled to help you find release. You would be so stimulated from your novel that you would breath out a yes and I would make my move."

His hand began to pull and tug a little faster and Hermione shifted her weight to crawl on the bed and kneel between his legs. "Stay," he said gruffly.

"Yes sir," she whispered.

He grunted at her and continued his story while slipping his hand up and down his impressive erection. "I would take your mouth with mine and kiss you with a passion that you had never experienced before. While you were involved with my lips and tongue I would slide my hand beneath your uniform skirt and gently stroke your thigh. I would demand that you open your legs for me and you would comply with a groan."

She groaned now at the description.

"My fingers would brush the outside of your cotton panties and it would only take a moment for me to push them out of the way and find your soaking wet core. I would point out that while the book had turned you on, it was going to be me and my fingers and my cock helping you find relief. You would moan with pleasure and gasp as I slipped the first finger into your beautiful cunt."

He moved his hand steadily and Hermione shifted to get closer to his erection. "I would put just enough pressure on that sweet little clit of yours to make you growl, but I would capture all of your noises with my mouth. We are in the library after all Granger."

She was panting as she watched him stroke himself. She was feeling an incredible heat and dampness in her jeans, but she didn't dare touch herself for fear that he might stop what he was doing. "It would only take a few brushes of my thumb against your clit and a thrust or two of my fingers before I would feel those incredible flutters of your orgasm. I would finger you through the process and you would watch me with lust filled eyes as I brought my now cum covered fingers to my mouth and sucked them clean."

Hermione watched as his jerking became a little more erratic and his eyes closed tightly as he bit down on his lower lip. "Are you close?" she whispered.

"Fuck yes," he murmured thrusting his hips upward.

"I imagine I would have remained on an orgasmic high long enough to devest myself of my panties and unbuckle your belt and trousers."

"Yes," he growled, continuing to thrust upward.

"I would have grasped your cock and held it steady for me to sink myself down upon it and I would have swallowed your shouts of ecstasy at being deep within my cunt."

"Fuck yes Hermione," he murmured. "I would have rolled my hips and moved myself up and down your impressive dick while you

gripped my hips and guided me into making you feel good."

"I'm gonna cum," he rasped out.

"Then do it," she said enveloping the head of his cock with her mouth and sucking deeply.

His seed shot down her throat and it was all she could do to swallow the jets of warm, salty liquid. He gripped her hair with his free hand as he thrust upwards into her mouth and she swallowed him with vigor. As his erection started to fade she sucked him deep once more before removing her mouth from his cock with a pop. "Good?" she asked.

"Bloody fucking amazing," he gasped out, trying to control his breathing.

She kissed the lower part of his abdomen and nipped at his belly button. "You know when I invited you up here it was so that I could fuck you into my mattress, not masturbate in front of you."

"And yet my panties are soaking wet without you touching me and when your erection has recovered I plan on teaching you a thing or two about how to please me Mr. Malfoy."

"And I'll be happy to take the lesson Ms. Granger."

FIN