SO first off: Midnight Premiere of Harry Potter Deathly Hallows Part 2...AMAZING. I didn't like how they did the end really, pffft. But I mean, I loved it in general. I laughed, cried, smiled, cheered, clapped, everything. When Tom felton came on the screen I yelled, "WOOOOOOOO SEXYYY!" Hahaha. Then all the girls yelled, "We love you Draco!" It was amazing. But...Fred...I was like "NOOOOOOOOOOO FUCKING NOOOOOOOOOO" and we all cried. :((( Anywayssss...haha I'm not doing a review reply for this chapter cause my laptop is busted and crashing every 30minutes. It took me over 2 hours of waiting for my laptop to come alive and let me open up fanfiction. So I'm uploading this chapter before it crashes..AGAIN. But I LOVE YOU ALL!
"I don't think that this is a good idea, Hermione." Draco whispered, his voice coming out husky.
Hermione's eyes flickered from his lips to his eyes, "You called me by my first name."
Draco nodded slowly, gauging her reaction. "Does that bother you?" He asked hesitantly.
Hermione shook her head, a chestier cat grin on her lips. She nuzzled her head into the crook of Draco's neck and purred, "No, I like it very, very much." She gently bit on his neck, then kissed it softly. She kissed her way lazily up the curve of his neck, Draco's eyes closing as he let the warm sensations drift through him. Her lips reached his ear, her hot breath teasing and lips brushing softly.
"I want you, Draco Malfoy." Hermione breathed before placing a soft, lingering kiss on his ear.
Draco shuddered, tilting his head slightly to give her better access. Hermione grinned as he did, letting her tongue trace the curve of his ear. Her hands smoothed down his muscled chest, nails slightly scraping as she did. "Don't you want me, Draco?" Hermione murmured as she continued to kiss his ear, breathing softly into it.
Draco could hardly breathe as his length twitched with Hermione's teasing, her silky voice purring seductively into his ear. "I-" Draco bit out, biting his tongue to prevent him from saying more.
Hermione chuckled slightly, "You what?" Her hands fluttered down to his hips, fingers spreading, slightly brushing against his hardening length. Her lips lazily pulled at his earlobe, tongue flicking against it before sliding down his neck once more. Hermione arched her back slightly, pushing her soft breasts against Draco's chest. Draco could feel her hard nipples through the fabric of both their shirts. A guttural moan tore from Draco's lips before he could manage to silence himself.
"Was that a moan, Draco?" Hermione asked. Her lips dropping sweet, tormenting kisses down the side of Draco's neck and across his collarbone. Her teeth nipped down the hint of his chest which wasn't hidden by his slightly unbuttoned shirt.
"Hermione, stop. You've got to stop." Draco groaned, his erection pushing against the tight confines of his jeans. Draco's hands itched to release himself from the fabric.
Hermione's hips moved up from his thighs to his groin, grinding down on him roughly. "Do you really mean that, Draco?" She whispered, her hands running up his thighs and chest to start unbuttoning his shirt.
Draco's head rolled back, eyes closing in sweet agony as Hermione's nimble hands unbuttoned more and more buttons. With each inch of skin exposed, she dropped a kiss before the buttons grew too low for her lips to reach. She nibbled on Draco's chin, looking up at his face as she did. Her hips rubbed down on him in circular motions, and Draco's hands caught her waist. "Yes! No… I don't know." Draco bit out, eyes opening to look down into Hermione's.
Hermione's eyes sparked with amusement and lust as she watched Draco come apart before her very eyes. "Which is it?" Hermione asked, leaving kisses across his face. Hermione felt Draco's hands tighten on her waist, his body squirming as he sought release of some kind. Hermione held her breath as she waited for his response, hoping that he would give in, scared that he would laugh and push her away with hurtful words. Draco bit his lip, and watched Hermione. Her hair was tousled, lips red, eyes wild and body tight against him. Draco closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He knew that once he gave in, that there was no way he could go back to living without her assuaging his body. Draco's hold on Hermione's waist grew tight and then, he began to move her on him. Hermione smiled internally as Draco bucked up against her. His mouth crashed down on hers, stealing away her breath as he explored her mouth with his tongue. Hermione's tongue fought back, lashing and teasing his as their kiss grew deeper and more passionate.
Hermione's hands slipped inside his now open shirt, and ran up behind his body, palms against his back to draw him even closer to her if possible. Draco gasped as Hermione's nails dug in his back, leaving half moon imprints. Draco pulled back on Hermione's hair roughly, tugging it harshly to tear her lips away from his. His mouth left an angry trail down her neck, biting and kissing to turn Hermione into a frenzy of need. Hermione moaned at Draco's rough treatment, his kisses bruising.
Hermione groaned, "I need more."
Draco's hands abandoned her body and hair to lift the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head. Hermione followed his example and pushed his shirt off his shoulders, pulling it off him and tossing it across the room before looking down at his magnificent body. Hermione wanted to feel his skin against hers and therefore pressed herself against him. It wasn't enough, she wanted him to be on top of her, sinking into her and dominating her in every way possible. Draco's eyes feasted on her breasts before his hands began to knead them; sure to leave bruises the following day. Hermione's breathless moans increased in volume the rougher he was, and damn if Draco wasn't ready to burst by hearing those sounds coming from her lips. His hips continued to buck against hers as she squirmed onto him. Draco panted with the effort of not tearing off their remaining clothing and burying himself into her fully.
She bit his earlobe before throwing herself out of his arms, tumbling onto the floor on her bum. Draco's hands reached for her, eyes furious. "You get back here right now, Hermione Granger and finish what you've started."
Hermione giggled as she shakily stood on her trembling legs. She didn't feel self-conscious as Draco watched her small breasts bounce freely on her naked chest; she felt sexy and desirable. Her hips began to sway, arms reaching up towards the sky, chest thrusting out towards Draco. Draco sat in the armchair, dying to take her back into his arms but at the same time, not wanting to stop her sensual dance before him. Hermione's arms lowered, hands burying themselves in her wild hair before trailing down her body. She cupped her breasts, pinching her erect nipples. Draco's length twitched as he watched her touch herself, his hands rubbing his erection through his pants. Hermione smirked at him, turning and pirouetting slowly as her hips continued to sway and undulate. Her hands ran down the flat of her abdomen, taking hold of the pants' hem. She teasingly pulled them down, then back up, twisting the fabric. Her eyes danced at Draco as she watched him flushed and panting, his hand rubbing unconsciously at his arousal, legs spread out before him.
"Take it off." Draco's hoarse plea rang out in the room.
Hermione shook her head playfully. "Say please."
Draco growled as she turned around, her backside to him. She bent her knees, her ass swaying provocatively. Her naked, arched back glistened slightly with sweat as she continued to dance. Hermione peeked over her shoulder, grinning at Draco's stare. She licked her lips and turned back around slowly, giving him another generous look of her perky breasts. One of her hands slipped inside her pants, and she hissed slightly as she touched herself. Her hand came back out, fingers glistening with her juices. She held her hand out infront of her, letting Draco see the moisture on it. Draco's mouth opened, eyes widening as Hermione hesitantly put those fingers near her mouth and her tongue flicked out to taste herself on her fingers.
"Bloody hell, Hermione. You're killing me." Draco groaned as she watched her.
She slightly blushed, panting. "Say please and I'll end this madness."
Draco licked his lips, wanting his own taste of her. He closed his eyes and banged his head back against the armchair. "Please." He whispered, opening his eyes to look into hers.
Hermione smiled, "Again."
Draco growled at her, "Please."
Hermione instantly pulled down the pants, stepping out of the fabric. Draco could see the moisture on her curls, the desire in her eyes. He couldn't hold back, and he stood up instantly, approaching her quickly. Hermione's eyes widened as he launched himself onto her. His mouth latched onto one of her nipples, biting and licking. His hands bit into her waist. Hermione mewled as he pulled away from her breast. He picked her up, and she hitched her legs around his waist. His mouth met hers passionately, fire licking up his skin as he felt her curls against his skin.
"Your room or mine?" Draco mumbled against her lips.
Hermione mumbled back, "yours."
Draco's legs quickly strode across the common room, and into his room. He kicked the door close behind them and walked to the foot of the bed. He leaned down, and Hermione's legs loosened on his waist to drop on the bed. Draco looked down at her sprawled form, legs slightly parted and arms reaching for him. He cast the contra conceptive spell quickly, and tossed his wand on the dresser.
"Draco…" She whispered, shivering at his gaze.
Draco practically pounced on her, sinking her into the mattress as his body rubbed against hers in the most delicious way. Hermione's legs wrapped around him, arms encircling his neck as he kissed her senseless. She felt his hand slither between their bodies, finding her nub quickly. He inserted two fingers into her, they slipped in fairly easily with her abundant moisture. He pumped them into her quickly, thumb stroking her nub. Hermione cried out in pleasure. Draco's lips left hers in order to suckle on her neck's sweet spot. Draco's hands continued to rapidly thrust into her warm heat, over and over again. Hermione's breathless cries were driving Draco crazy, his mind consumed with raw need and desire. He hadn't slept with the waitress, and therefore it had been another day of hard-on but no release. His cock was leaking pre-cum and his body screamed at him to take her. He shook his head, lips leaving her neck. He looked into her hooded eyes, and bit back a moan as she clenched herself around his fingers.
"Don't do that." He hissed.
"Why?" She whimpered, doing it once more.
"I'm holding on by a thread already, Hermione. You're making my control slip." Draco groaned as she rippled around his fingers.
"I don't want control. I want wild, passionate sex with you Draco." Hermione breathed.
Draco's fingers paused, and Hermione cried out in disappointment. "Hermione, you're a virgin I assume."
Hermione nodded, hips squirming, trying to find release. Draco snapped, "Stop that. I can't hold back if you keep doing that."
Hermione moaned, "Stop teasing me, then."
"You don't understand." Draco whimpered hoarsely. "It hurts for girls, the first time. I want to try and be gentle with you."
Hermione shook her head, "No. I don't want gentle, I don't need gentle. I need you inside me, right now." Hermione bit out.
Draco's hand left her, sliding up next to her body. "You sure about that, Hermione?"
Hermione nodded, spreading her legs farther apart to cradle him there. "Positive."
Draco's hips surged forward swiftly, his length thrusting into her and through her maidenhood. Hermione cried out in pain as Draco buried himself to the hilt. Draco moaned, toes curling as he felt her tightness against his arousal. Draco stayed still, letting her grow accustomed to him. Hermione's cheeks were adorned with a few tears as she rode through the pain. Draco bit his lip, trying to hold back for her.
Hermione began to feel the pain edge away, and pleasure began to take its place as she rocked against him experimentally. Draco moaned as she did, "Stop it." Hermione smiled slightly as she watched Draco battle with himself.
"I'm okay now." She whispered. "Take me."
Draco stared into her eyes, searching for the truth in her words. When he found them, he withdrew slightly before thrusting back into her forcefully. He went slowly and after a few thrusts, Hermione began moving her body in a perfect rhythm against Draco's. She opened her eyes and maintained intense eye contact with Draco as he continued to thrust against hers.
Hermione groaned, "Harder."
Draco began to pound into her, making her body shake slightly with each upward thrusts of his. She met each of his upward thrusts with a downward one of her own. Biting her lip as pleasure coursed through her body. Draco's teeth pulled on her body lip as their bodies joined over and over again. He wasn't gentle, and she was in heaven. She leaned her head forward, and bit down on the juncture of his neck and shoulder. She bit down hard, and the last bit of Draco's control slipped away. Hermione felt him bump against her cervix and winced in sweet pain, nothing had ever felt so good to her. Her mouth left the bite, and her tongue lapped at the small amount of blood which seeped from the wound. Draco's thrusts grew faster, and more frantic. He was going to cum. Hermione clenched her muscles around his cock, and his head shot back in pleasure. She continued to do so, watching the pleasure dance across Draco's face. His hand snaked down to her nub again, rubbing and pinching quickly. Hermione mewled, hips bucking against him as she grew close.
"I'm going to cum." Hermione moaned, head thrashing back and forth as Draco continued the assault on her body.
Draco captured her head between his two hands, and leaned down to duel his tongue with her own. Hermione panted as their lips parted, eyes glazed over. Draco could feel her cum, she rippled and clench around him. She milked his cock, and he came in a flash of heat. He groaned loudly, hips continuing to buck against hers as they both rode out their orgasms. Hermione saw stars, and slowly came back down to Earth. She looked into Draco's clouded eyes, and he smiled at her as he also came down from his orgasm. He grew limp against her, rolling out from under her to not crush her. They lay side by side, arms brushing. Hermione panted, as did Draco.
"Wow." She laughed.
Draco chuckled, "You like it?"
Hermione nodded, "You're a pretty good shag, Draco."
Draco smirked, "Thanks. You weren't too bad yourself."
Hermione sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed, standing up and walking towards the door. Draco sat up, confused.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
Hermione shrugged, "It's only about seven in the evening. Figure I'll go to the pub with Blaise or Theodore."
Draco eyes shut down, putting a mask of indifference. "Fine."
Hermione put her hands on her hips, "You upset?"
Draco shook his head, "Why would I be?"
Hermione studied him before shrugging and leaving the room, closing his door behind him. Draco smacked the bed with both hands, angry and confused as to why he was upset over this. She left, leaving him free from the awkwardness of trying to get her to leave his bed. He felt used, and he didn't like the feeling. He wasn't a tissue to be used and thrown away. A snarl adorned his lips.
"No one dismisses me, I'm Draco Malfoy." He frowned.
He leaned back into the bed, smelling Hermione on his sheets. "You're mine, Hermione Granger." He whispered into the dark room.
DA DA DA DAAAAAAAAA. *Rubs hands together evily* So? I hope I didn't disappoint any of you with this chapter. I'm a virgin so I dunno if I did right in this chapter with the sex hahaha. Hopefully it's realistic enough? :D Leave love, tell me what you think/love/hate about it! Once again, I appreciate all my readers/followers/reviewers! Buh bye now! :D