Cry Me a River
By: granger2malfoy
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
A/N: My muses are slowly coming back to me and this has a few more chapters. – Song by Godsmack. Please feel free to put this song on replay as you read – that's what I did as I wrote this chapter.
A/N2: WARNING: This chapter will be the only one that dipps into SM and good old smut. If this is not your thing, you can just skip this chapter and won't miss any plot.
Part 5 – Serenity
As I sit here and slowly close my eyes
I take another deep breath
And feel the wind pass through my body
I'm the one in your soul
Reflecting inner light
Protect the ones who hold you
Cradling in your inner child
Draco sat in the tall, dark wooden chair as he stepled his fingers together and thoughtful considered the beautiful woman in front of him. Hermione stood still up against the bookcase as she closed her eyes to catch her breathe. He touched his lip where she had bitten him and his eyes slightly seem to burn with need as he noticed his reciprocating bit began to dip from her bottom lip. After the first rush of need, he paused their feverish actions to collect his thoughts. If they were truly going to do this, he must ensure that went perfectly and he must make sure he kept her safe, make sure she was making this decision of a sane mind, and it was totally consensual.
With a flick of his wrist, the ribbon that held her wrist became untied and floated to the ground. Before she could speak out her confusion or protest, he rose his hand to halt her from speaking and softly commanded, "I understand more than you know the emptiness inside, but once we go down this path; there is no going back. If you are completely sure of it, come to stand in front of me and lose that shirt as well as the skirt."
I need serenity
In a place where I can hide
I need serenity
Nothing changes, days go by
Hermione took a deep breath and slowed it to control her racing heart. After a few more breathes, she lowered her eyes from the handsome man seated a good ten feet in front of her. She knew she had to let go of all of her hard won control and give it to somewhere else. Her first step towards him, the torn shirt dropped off her arms to lay on the wood floor. Candles floated from all the parts of the room to form a large circle around Draco with an opening for her to walk through.
With another step, her hands reached back behind her to unzip the wool skirt and she raised her dark brown eyes to meet his blazing grey ones as she pushed it passed her plum colored, lace knickers, which matched her bra, that silently hit the floor. Hermione once again lowered her eyes as she stepped into the circle of candle lit to stand about a foot in front of him.
Where do we go when we just don't know
And how do we relight the flame when it's cold
Why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing
And when will we learn to control
"Good girl," he whispered as he rose from the chair in the middle of his bedroom and began to unbutton his vest; yet never taking his eyes off as he let himself get into the mind set of taking and welding all the control this woman who was once the bane of his childhood. Almost all the things his father had taught him were all wrong. For so long he hated her and what she stood for, yet she had stood up to him and deep down that was the moment he began to fall for her.
Draco tossed his vest somewhere on the floor and began to undo his pearl button on his expensive dark green shirt as he began to slowly walk around Hermione with that long, curly brown hair. After unbuttoning the cuffs, his body stopped momentarily as he discarded the shirt and stood in front of her with just black business slacks. He took a step to her and whispered," Do you trust me?"
He almost could barely make out the whisper as she raised her eyes to meet his again. "Yes."
Tragic visions slowly stole my life
Tore away everything
Cheating me out of my time
I'm the one who loves you
No matter wrong or right
And every day I hold you
I hold you with my inner child
She melted at the smirk he gave her and then he snapped his fingers. Suddenly, her vision was covered by some sort of a cloth. Her breathe caught in her throat as she became nervous and yet again she fought as she let the worry go. Ever since he showed up at her doorstep a month after the war to help with the rebuild, they began to work on trusting each other. He had even defended her as a rogue Death Eater attacked them at a café a year after the defeat of Voldemort. Yes, Hermione trusted him and maybe even more but she trusted him enough to give him complete control tonight.
A sudden touch of cold metal pressed against her back, he did not move it at first as if silently making sure she was sure of all of it. She lowered her head as she gave herself over to the sensation of the metal moving across her bare back. Draco stepped up against her back and felt his hot skin as he spoke softly in her ear, "Raise your arms above your head, my dear."
I need serenity
In a place where I can hide
I need serenity
Nothing changes, days go by
Draco took in the soft vanilla smell of her skin as he moved his silver letter opener from her hip to along her stomach. This blade had one dull side and one sharp side but he knew how to work it like a pro as it continued to move the dull edge up to right under her purple lace covered- bosom. His other hand moved her hair to side as he looked over her shoulder at the roaming knife over her hard peaks.
A soft moan escaped her lips as knife quickly cut the straps over her bra to completely expose her to him. He dance the blade around her mounds switching from just dragging to slightly pressed into her lovely ivory skin to leave light scratches. He noticed her breathing to start get more ragged as he moved back from her to stand in front of her to admire his work of scratches all over her front side from just under her collar bone to the tops of her thighs. He asked, "You good, my kitten?"
Her eyes fluttered open to show burning need pour out of them to almost leave him weak-kneed as she purred, "Oh, yes. More please, Sir."
A groan escaped his lips as he adjusted the tightness of his pants. "Go bend over the end of the bed and offer that sexy arse to me."
Where do we go when we just don't know
And how do we relight the flame when it's cold
Why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing
And when will we learn to control
She walked a little shakenly to the large bed covered in black bedding stitched with silver, green, and dark blue threads. Hermione stepped to the edge of the bed and realized that it was raised she could easily bend over without bending down. Something odd happened as the comforter grabbed her wrists and pulled her wrists up to stretch her out as Draco walked up to bed.
Her eyes closed as she felt his hands caress her arse over the lace and then reach up to unhook her bra. His left knee moved in between her spread legs as he moved aside the sides of the bra to expose her bare back. Then she arched her back as his soft caresses turned into taking his nails to scratch hard down her back. The comforter kept her from moving much as he kept making her arch and move as he kept changing from soft, soothing to hard, demanding touches. She was being driven crazy and felt her eyes barely able to keep open from the ecstasy of giving up control.
Where do we go when we just don't know
And how do we relight the flame when it's cold
Why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing
And when will we learn to control
Draco reveled in the red, raised lines of his scratches as he enjoyed giving her exactly what she needed. As his hands reached the top edge of her knickers, his fingers dipped down into the lace where her legs meet and felt the wetness as he gripped the lace to pull it up against her most intimate parts. This also reveal her bare ass as he moved to side of her to position himself and gave a quick slap; but instantly followed with a soothing caress as she called out in mixture of surprise and pain. Draco looked over his shoulder at the secured sexy witch pinned to his bed as he asked, "Still good, kitten?"
"Oh, fuck yes. More please, Sir."
He gave a wicked smile as he scratch each cheek once and replied, "How can I say 'no' when you begged so naughtily."
(I need serenity) Where do we go when we just don't know
She slightly whimpered as he gave her left arse cheek four hit and a harder fifth hit that cause her to yelp. Then his fingers lightly rubbed the area tenderly.
(I need serenity) And how do we relight the flame when it's cold
He moved his hand back to give the right cheek the same treatment as he watched her barely able to move as her back arched and her body writhed under his control.
(I need serenity)Why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing
Her breathing started to slow as his hands kept on the rhythm and felt her eyes close as she let go of that last bit of control. It felt incredible the mixture of pain and pleasure, she completely relaxed as she took whatever he gave.
(I need serenity) And when will we learn to control
A bead a sweat dropped down off his forehead as he gave one last hard hit that caused her head to thrash back to a scream of release. Draco tried to control his own breathe as he soothed her reddedn, inflamed rear-end. He went to slowly pulled down the soft lace over her sensitive arse as she moaned. Almost out of his own control, he pushed himself into the drenched part of his amazing woman and gripped her hips as he gave himself into a new rhythm. Though it did not take long to lose all his control and collapsed against her as she called out his name to the heavens.
~*~*~*~ to be continued*~*~*~*~