Draco made his way over to the table had Theo and Luna had claimed. The two had been on the dance floor almost the entire first half of the night. Theo look distinguished in the white suit, with only a bit of red and brown showing. Luna on the other hand, even if Draco felt that she looked a little too vibrant, she looked very pretty. The shimmery blue and green dress she wore clung to her, and despite the array of feathers, showing that she was indeed a peacock on her back, around her face, the girl pulled it off.
"Theo, Luna." Draco nodded to each of them, unbuttoning his coat as he sat down. Luna blinked looking at Draco for a long moment. She turned to Theo, for confirmation who nodded with a smile.
"Draco, the dragon. It's very fitting. I didn't recognize you though." Though Luna's dreamy voice usually grated on his nerves he tolerated it tonight. "You can only see the lower half of your jaw, and your eyes, they're blue. I didn't think you had blue eyes."
"He doesn't." Theo stood, getting them all a vivid green flute of champagne. Theo hated champagne normally but each of the different colors were flavored, just slightly, letting him tolerate it better. "So, why'd you decide to change the color of your eyes for the evening?" Theo asked handing each of them a flute before he took his seat back. Best thing about Luna was, the girl liked to drink, and tolerated when Theo had been dancing too long.
"I would be wearing awful lot of white and silver if I hadn't done it. Besides, it's easy to know who I am when my eyes are silver. Tonight is about people not knowing who you are. Had I not known you were coming dressed as peacocks I wouldn't have been able to point you two out." Draco was being nice, Luna could be pointed out in the middle of any crowd. Both of them seemed to know that was what Draco was doing.
"I always thought I stood out in a crowd more than that." Luna mused sipping at her champagne before looking up as a beautiful girl approached them. With sleek looking hair, a graceful walk, slender neck, and a costume so glorious even Luna was in awe. The girl stalked forward her hand hovering above Draco's shoulder hesitantly for a minute before she settled on clearing her throat. Both Draco and Theo looked up at her in awe, silently. Though Draco's mouth was open slightly.
"I was wondering if you'd like to dance again?" Draco stood immediately, almost bumping into the table as he did. She held her hand out for his, much like he had for her earlier.
"Of course, who wouldn't want to dance with a beautiful butterfly." He took her hand, letting her lead them out on the dance floor. Draco felt entranced by the girl before him. Did she realize who it was she'd been dancing with? Draco's heart began to pound as all but the purple lights went out, though he was sure it was intentional. God's the girl looked good under the purple light too.
"So I've been doing some thinking." Hermione's voice was light as she spoke wrapping both of her arms around his neck. Draco's eyes drifted down for a minute, he licked his lips looking at the swell of her breasts, they looked even better with her arms wrapped around his neck.
"Oh yeah? Is that what made you come back for a dance? Your thoughts?" It took everything Draco had to pull his eyes away from the girl's entrancing cleavage. "Figure out who I am?" The sweet smile that pulled on the girls lips made his pants tighten more than looking at her cleavage ever could. He liked it when she was sweet, innocent.
"No, no on the contrary I have not figured out who you are." Hermione's fingers curled around the back of his neck drawing slow lazy circles. Draco shivered beneath teh girl's fingers pressing closer to her. She didn't pull away, and she knew that he wasn't Ron.
"If you haven't figured out who I am, why is it that we're still dancing?" Draco leaned his head down, his lips millimeters away from hers. "Or was it because of the kiss I placed on you earlier? Wanted to have a replay of it?" Hermione laughed, despite the blush that crept on to her cheeks. Draco could tell that she was trying to be brave about the entire situation, but she was scared, he liked her a little scared.
"In fact," Hermione resumed her previous sentence where she had left off. ", I've decided that I don't want to know who you are, not in the least." Draco winced a little behind his mask, hating to admit that her comment stung more than it should ahve. "I won't deny that I do want to have a repeat of that kiss," Hermione's small pink tongue darted out tracing ehr full bottom lip, catching Draco's attention immediately.
"Do you now?" Draco asked darkly.
"Mhm." The way she purred out her response made Draco's pants tightened more, though he doubted she could feel it through the thick material of her dress. "I do." Leaning forward Hermione placed a teasing kiss on Draco's neck, leaving a vivid red set of lips on the white of his skin. Draco growled as she kissed him, pulling her against him completely.
"Don't play with fire Miss Granger, you might get burned." As Hermione looked up at him that same sweet smile came on his lips.
"Tonight, I want to get burned." Her adept little fingers went from around his neck, down his chest. "Specifically, I want to get burned by you, over, and over again until I can't take anymore." That was all the encouragement Draco needed he kissed her. Kissed her long and deep before she pulled away from him.
"Hermione." He growled at out her name not liking that she had pulled away from him. Hermione giggled though looking up at him, blinking beneath her mask. She had a good idea why he was growling at her. Though the noises made her spine tingle and her nipples harden. She was just as aroused by the situation as he was, she was positive of that as he let her know just how aroused he was.
"Let's go some where less crowded and more private." Entwining her fingers with his Hermione tugged on his arm gently, though that was all the force he needed. He followed her willingly, all the way up to her private room. Though as they walked, the two of them kept stopping, placing furious kisses on one another. When Hermione opened the door to her room though Draco stopped, looking around. It looked like he would expect her room too. Bare. Books. Parchment. Just like his Hermione.
"Hermione." Draco's tone had changed as he began to think about what the girl had asked for.
"Are you getting cold feet now?" Hermione asked untying her mask, setting it down on the table she stood by. Reaching an arm up, Hermione undid her hair, letting it fall in a dark, wonderful wave of hair.
"No, I just." Hermione's elegant fingers began to undo the button's on his shirt. He didn't even know when he'd lost his jacket, he simply knew he was no longer wearing it. "Hermione, are you drunk? This, this is what you want?" He didn't think the girl to be so promiscuious.
"No, I'm quite of sound mind." Hermione stopped playing with his buttons, looking up at him sadly. She seemed hurt by his comment Draco immediately regretted it.
"You're sure that this is what you want?" Draco asked Hermione smiled, standing up on his tiptoes, wrapping her arm around his neck and kissing him, biting his bottom lip as she did pulling a groan of pleasure from him.
"I told you, I want to be burned by all, this is what I want." Grabbing her wand Hermione flicked it, immediately her corest undid itself. Taking a step back from Draco she pushed each of the sleeves down, stepping out of the dress, leaving her standing before him in a pair of black lace panties, her full breasts bared before him, perky pink nipples standing out. Draco's eyes drank the girl in greedily, he stared for a long moment making Hermione squirm nervously when he said nothing.
"I'm sorry." Hermione bent picking up the dress she'd let fall away from her. "I really shouldn't have. ." Draco stepped forward then, pushing the dress away and picking Hermione up his lips smashing against hers heatedly as he sought her tongue out with his own. Hermione moaned softly as she wrapped her legs around his waist before he threw her on the bed. With a wave of his hand, Draco extinguished all the light in her room, save for the pale, pale moonlight that filtered in before he tossed her on the bed.
"You're beautiful." Draco pulled away to tell her, the girl had already pulled off his mask, running a hand through his hair pulling him down for another kiss.
"Thank you." She groaned in displeasure as his clothes kept her from feeling him completely. Straddling her, Draco pulled off his shirt, he glanced at his arm for a moment, though the light was so thin, barely making it through the privacy curtains of her bed, he couldn't even tell it was there. "Make love to me." Her innocent purr caught Draco's attention and he threw himself back down on her ravishing the receptive girl.
Draco started with her neck, moving down quickly to her perky breast. Hermione moaned in pleasure, her back arching with each new kiss and sensation he brought upon her. As Draco's mouth trailed down the line of her smooth stomach, Hermione felt the fire within her, burn brighter than it ever had before. Hermione was no blushing virgin. She'd made love to Ron before, though only just the once. But she had played with herself, she knew what an orgasm was. As Draco kissed her, his expert tongue darting out to touch her sensitive nub Hermione gasped. She gasped, moaned, squirmed, and bucked, clinging to the man as he kept up his ministrations, with his tongue and his finger.
Hermione quaked beneath him, she held on to his shoulders knowing what was coming next, but he pulled away before it happened. Hermione bit her knuckle to keep from swearing.
"Why did you stop?" Hermione groaned only to hear his dark chuckling. His fingers touched her, but soon fingers were replaced by something hard, and quite larger. Hermione knew immediately why he had stopped.
"While I love the taste of you dear woman, I'm so hard it hurts and." Draco bit the shell of her ear at the same moment that he pressed against her, sinking into the wet warmth that was Hermione. "I'd rather you cum with me, and on me." Their bodies became entwined, for the next hour Draco pumped into the girl under him, the girl who clawed his back, bit his shoulders, her legs wrapping around him so tightly, he wouldn't have been able to get away if he wanted to. Though he couldn't keep up with all of her orgasms over her screams and moans, he knew she'd reached four before Draco groaned out her name, biting down on her neck gently.
With her lover collapsed upon her, Hermione wrapped her arms around his back, they were both panting, sweating, and perfectly happy. Hermione smiled sleepily as he pulled out of her, throwing himself to the side of her bed.
"You sir, are wonderful." Draco laughed pulling the small woman to him, wrapping his arms around her.
"You my dear woman, are wonderful, I've never had something so tight." He stopped talking knowing that if he continued he'd get a rise out of himself again. Hermione cuddled into his side sleepily, Draco wrapped a lazy arm around her. Neither of them giving a full thought to what they'd just done. Draco was used to girls taking potions to prevent pregnancy, Hermione, Hermione had only had sex once before and he'd used a potion himself.