Lilmissxx

Claim.

Draco was restless.

It had been about a month since he had cornered Hermione in the corridor, and she had yet to yield to him. Letting out a growl of frustration, he rolled over on his mattress and ignored the insistent erection that had been bothering him since he had last seen her.

One of the students had accidentally let a cage of doxys free in a DADA lesson, and the school had to be evacuated whilst the teachers cleared up the mess. They had been in the middle of a potions lesson – him on one side of the room and she on the other – when the alarm had sounded and they had to leave. In the scuffle, he had ended up behind Hermione when somebody in front pushed backwards – pressing her hips into his. He had stifled a groan with difficulty as she wriggled to try and escape. Leaving him with his current dilemma.

He sighed before pushing back his bedcovers and sitting up, running a hand through his already dishevelled hair. His thoughts were swirling around in his brain. Scattered – he mused – like his feelings. Whatever happened, he had to find her tonight.

And claim her.

If he could do that – just once – then he would have the patience to wait for her to come to him.

"Granger, we meet again." A small smirk hovered on his mouth as she let out a noise of frustration at being blocked by him.

Again.

"Malfoy." she huffed, "What on Earth could you possibly want now? It's already been a trying day, and I don't want to have to deal with you." she hoped he hadn't noticed her faster breathing and the dusting of pink on her cheeks. Unluckily for her, he had.

"Why, my dearest Granger, can I not pursue you for a conversation without there being some sort of sinister underlay to my actions?" Hermione snorted her contempt.

"Well judging by last time, obviously not." her eyes were now flitting about, looking for an escape route. Draco watched as they darkened slightly, his lips quirking into a smile, eyes swirling with lust. He stepped closer.

"Now Granger, about that. I certainly hope that you don't think it was a one off." he paused whilst Hermione stopped breathing for a beat or two. Edging his head forward slightly, he continued. "Because on my part, I can assure you it wasn't."

Hermione felt her heart stutter as she recalled in vivid detail what had occurred last time, and went to step backwards. Unfortunately she slipped and started to fall, arms flailing and she scrabbled for balance. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the impact, but instead found herself feeling strong arms envelop her and hold her inches from the floor. She opened one eye cautiously to see his staring back at her. He spoke,

"Well you didn't think I'd let you injure yourself, not when we have so much to discuss, did you?" his words lay heavy in the air. Hermione swallowed thickly as she looked up at his face, the pale candlelight highlighting all of the contours. Her words came out soft and quiet.

"You can let me up now." he shook his head.

"No, not when you're right where I want you." Hermione only had time to widen her eyes before his lips came tumbling down onto hers. She resisted for only a fraction of a second before allowing his tongue to plunder her mouth. Something inside Draco roared with triumph as he kissed her over and over again, shifting her body slightly to get a better angle.

He was taken by surprise when she shifted, so he overbalanced, sending them both the short distance remaining to the floor. Hermione squeaked and Draco growled, shifting himself so that he was partly laying on top of her, arms trapped underneath her. He released her captive lips and moved his head upwards as far as he could, regarding her with stormy eyes.

Hermione couldn't break his gaze.

He eased her upwards slightly, removed his hands from under her and lowered her gently down again. Sensing that she was about to protest, he kissed her before moving his lips to her ear.

"Come now Granger, you remember what happened last time don't you? I got you to call out my name, didn't I? Now, you can either be difficult, and make this a struggle... or you can relax, and let me please you." Hermione was deep in thought, so didn't feel Draco's hand snaking up her blouse until he had cupped a breast and lightly squeezed. She tried to toss her head back, but succeeded only in practically headbutting the floor. Draco frowned, before removing his hand from her breast and taking off his t-shirt, coaxing her head forward slightly so he could place it underneath. Hermione gaped at both his thoughtfulness and his torso, before closing her eyes and moaning as he seized control of her chest. Smirking, Draco pulled up her blouse to bare her breasts to him, batting away Hermione's arms as she tried unsuccessfully to cover up. He leaned over her again and growled, "Granger, you have an amazing chest, don't try to cover up." before resuming his position, and pulling down her bra, watching with fascination as her nipples puckered and stiffened. He groaned and lowered his head, kissing the tip before swirling his tongue around and sucking lightly. Hermione cried out as he sent jolts through her body – renewing the ache for him that she had carried around for so long. He shifted his body lightly so that her legs – still clothed – were splayed open and cradling his hips.

Hermione was fed up with being submissive, so summoning up some of her strength she rolled them over, unknowingly pressing herself further onto his cock. Draco moaned, his head falling back to rest against his top. She lowered her head to kiss him teasingly, tongue darting out before she released his mouth and kissed a trail down his neck. When she scraped her teeth lightly across his nipple he bucked his hips, mouth falling open as he closed his eyes. She moaned softly, and Draco felt his cock swell further, pushing against his denim clad groin. Hermione felt her jeans rub against her knickers and moaned at the stimulation.

Draco, fed up with waiting, rolled them over and immediately thrust down. He swallowed her noises with his mouth, and continued to roll his hips, grinding against her. He could feel his arousal spreading like wildfire throughout his body, and pressed his jean-clad cock harder against her, wishing that there were no barriers between them. His breathing was heavy, his eyes still closed, but he could not stop pistoning his hips.

Hermione was faring no better. Her groin ached with pleasure and he thrust against her – her body becoming taught like a bow, rushing towards her peak. Lust was coursing through her veins as she responded in kind to his kiss, their tongues set to the same rhythm as his hips. She closed her eyes and traced a line down his chest with her fingernail, leaving a faint pink trace. Draco stopped their kiss and cried out in pleasure, hips moving quicker, dropping his head to her neck as he whispered against her skin feverishly,

"Fuck, that's it, come Granger. Please, I need to –" his words broke off as she keened loudly and bucked her hips uncontrollably, pleasure soaring through her as he continued to thrust erratically. She opened her eyes and spoke to him.

"Come Draco, for me, and only me." He raise his head up and stared at her before giving a strangled yell. She watched in awe as his pupils dilated further, his body tensed, hips still weakly thrusting as he found his peak. She could only stare as his arms gave way and he fell on her, breathing loudly and heart stuttering in time with hers.

After a few moments he swallowed and raised himself on his arms again, looking at her before kissing her softly and standing up.

She could only watch as this time, it was he who walked away.

Afterwards.

Hermione could remember precisely the moment she should have run away.

It was about five minutes ago, whilst her and Draco were still arguing whilst on patrol after hours.

Now, she was backed against the wall with his hands caging her in, one by her head, and the other by her waist. She foolishly tried to jerk her knee upwards, but he batted it away with one of his legs and pressed closer, resting between her thighs. Hermione swallowed thickly, brain whirring as she tried to figure out a way out of the mess she had gotten herself into. She looked up at his steely eyes and prepared herself for trouble. He smiled slowly at her, resembling a predator. He started to speak.

"Now Granger, what have I warned you before about fighting with the Head Boy?" He bared his teeth slightly. Hermione sent a swirl of indignation towards him. She pushed her hands uselessly against his chest. He didn't budge an inch. She gritted her teeth, before replying,

"I can't seem to remember. Would you care to enlighten me, oh wise one?" She spat at his feet. He growled at her, and she shivered. He moved his face closer.

"I believe that I warned you last time Granger." He spoke her name like a poison, before cocking his head to one side, "Now because this is the third time you've disobeyed me, it will be the last." Hermione tried to protest,

"Malfoy! I'm Head Girl! I don't have to listen to you!" But he silenced her with his hand, before leaning closer still, his mouth now inches away from her own. He looked down at her, brown eyes burning with anger, hair wild and mouth set in an indignant pose.

"Oh, but you do Granger, otherwise the consequences will be most… dire for you." He let the words roll on his tongue before placing his hand back at the side of her head. She opened her mouth to protest again, but he cut her off.

"Oh Granger, don't say I didn't warn you." When she went to speak he ducked his head and kissed her roughly. Hermione's eyes widened and she let out a surprised squeak. Draco ignored it and cupped her cheek, continuing to kiss her. She attempted to pull away and slap him but he caught her hands and held them above her head, moving his lips relentlessly. Hermione stood stoically, forcing herself not to respond.

He pulled away and she felt the cool air pass her lips. An ache had begun in her groin, and her eyes were flitting about. With a slight blush she felt his heat that had risen between them pressing against her stomach. He flicked his tongue out and touched it to his lips thoughtfully.

"Weak Granger. I always knew you wouldn't be a very good kisser." Hermione bristled at the slight against her, before freeing her wrists, and dragging his head back down, pressing her lips to his. This time it was him who had frozen in shock, but he quickly regained his momentum.

He pressed closer to her, eyes closing, blood boiling, hand reaching round to the back of her neck so she couldn't pull away. Apparently, she had the same idea because Draco felt a cool hand skim his hair. He growled against her lips and Hermione opened her mouth in surprise. His tongue forced its way between her lips and tangled with hers. She swallowed his groan as his hands moved to her back, skimming up her top. She moved her hand to try and stop it from moving, but Draco was undeterred. Hermione pulled away, breathless.

Draco wasted no time in undoing her bra, as Hermione attempted to stop him. He pushed her further into the wall so that her hands were trapped. She tried pitifully to stop him, but he anchored her to the wall with his body, angling it just so that he had the freedom to move his hands. Hermione opened her mouth to scream, but he silenced her by kissing her again.

She couldn't help but respond.

Draco thrived on her doubts and protests, bringing his hands to the front of her chest and stroking her breasts lightly. Hermione shivered, subconsciously pushing them against his hands. Draco smirked against her mouth, and drew his fingers in circles around her nipples, feeling them pucker and harden against his fingertips. He pinched one of the nipples and pulled away from her mouth. Hermione regained her strength and tried to stop him again, desperate not to yield to him – no matter how tempting he was.

"No… I – I don't -" Draco placed a finger on Hermione's lips to silence her before leaning in to whisper softly in her ear,

"Oh I think that you do. You're listening to your head at the moment, but your body craves it." Hermione whimpered slightly as Draco's fingers stopped caressing her breasts and moved down her body, leaving a trail of goosebumps after them. She swallowed thickly, eyes fluttering closed as the digits reached into her pyjama shorts to the apex of her thighs. He continued to whisper, "I can feel everything, from your heartbeat stuttering to the shudders you try so hard to hide…" His fingers slipped between her lips and drew circles around the entrance to her vagina. He groaned slightly before continuing.

"I can feel you… you're so wet for me." Hermione shook her head in denial, and he laughed quietly, breath fanning over her ear. "You want this. Stop battling with your mind Granger, and succumb to your body's desires…" He slid a digit inside her, causing her eyes to fly open as she clenched around it. He growled, "You're so tight Granger, and so soft – relax a little." He began to slowly ease his finger in and out. Hermione's eyes widened at the feeling, before dropping her head backwards to rest against the wall. Draco chuckled darkly.

"That's it, just relax." He lifted her thigh up to hook around his hip before inserting another finger and moving just that little bit faster. Hermione's eyes closed, eyelashes fluttering as she sighed. Draco pushed his fingers faster, deeper. Her hands moved from their previous position on his chest and reached up for his shoulders, scoring her nails on his back. Draco couldn't stop the moan that leapt from his throat, spurring him on to continue pushing Hermione to her limits. She could feel the pleasure soaring through her veins as Draco continued, and she cried out as he thrusted faster still. She was so close, and opened her mouth to say so when he kissed her softly, slowly meshing his tongue with hers – a complete contrast to his fingers.

He pulled away from her lips and kissed his way along her jaw and down her neck, occasionally biting and sucking. Hermione cried out again, but still needed something more. Draco moved his lips to her ear, before starting to whisper again,

"You're so close aren't you Granger… I can feel you clenching around my fingers." She moaned in agreement.

"I – I need –"

"Say my name." He ordered. Her eyes flew open again as she stared at him, his fingers stilling for a moment.

"Never." He smiled darkly, then moved his fingers faster and deeper than ever before. Hermione couldn't stop the moan that swelled up in her throat from escaping. He beckoned his fingers inside of her.

"Come on Granger, I know what you need, all you need to do is say my name." His thumb started to circle her clit slowly, and she began to shiver, teetering on the edge of something indescribable.

"Mal-" He growled.

"My name Granger... say it!"

Hermione was too far gone, the pleasure he was inflicting on her was so good, his fingers were like heaven, beckoning and stroking her inner walls. She vaguely heard him whisper, ".. Yes, that's it, come on Granger," before his thumb finally, finally! stroked her clit firmly before rubbing it insistently, and she yielded to the biggest explosion of pleasure she had ever felt before.

As she cried out his first name he watched her eyes close, her body tense as she shuddered and bucked uncontrollably, back arching and pushing her chest into him. He closed his eyes and savoured his name, spoken like a prayer and softly repeated as she came down from her high.

Hermione fought to get her breath back as her eyes opened groggily. She blinked at him a couple of times as he slipped her leg from his hip – fingers still damp. She noticed his smug smile, before realising with horror what she had let him do. She pushed him away forcefully before fleeing down the corridor to her dormitory.

Draco watched her go with his hair mussed, shoulders scratched and a dark smile etched onto his lips. He calmed his breathing down, rubbing the front of his jeans, soothing his erection.

It wouldn't be long now.