Authors Note; Alrighty here is where they get busy ;) you probably already guessed that! Thanks for the ongoing support and chap 9 is coming straight up as well :)
Disclaimer; I, in no way, shape or form, own Harry Potter.J. K. Rowling is god when it comes to this and if I did own it why would I be writing this.
Chapter 8
When the pair reached the portrait hole Draco finally put Hermione down. She whispered the password and took Draco's hand and lead him through. She dragged him into his own room and had practically thrown him onto his own bed. He was momentarily startled by her strength but when he looked up into her eyes, the Lioness that he longed to see had returned. He shot her a come hither grin that just drove her crazy and she launched herself at him. She was straddling him and any worries or reservations she may of had were long gone. She was free and wild. Hermione ripped Draco's shirt as he had done hers and she kissed every inch of flesh that was available to her. Hermione was rolling her hips against his own and Draco could have finished right then and there. He flipped her over so he was on top. Breathing heavily they stared at each other. His eyes asking a silent question and her response was remove her lace bra and take his hand and place it on her naked breast. Draco leaned down and took the other breast is his mouth, sucking and biting the tender flesh whilst kneading the other. Hermione was moaning loudly and reached for his pants. Draco stood back from the bed, he could see the confusion in her eyes but he only smirked. Slowly he reached for her skirt and pulled it off. He licked his lips gazing down at the frilly green lace knickers that matched her bra, and slowly he removed those too. Leaving Hermione in thigh high white socks, both sets of shoes lost somewhere inbetween. He undid his belt and dropped his pants, leaving him in black silk boxers which were now a tent. Hermione bit her lip and looked at Draco. He dropped his boxers springing free. Hermione swallowed slowly, eyeing the gracious plenty that was Draco Malfoy. He laid back on top of her and kissed her with such passion he thought he'd melt. He slid a hand down her body until he reached her curls. Ever so slowly he reached down and slid a finger inside her soaking wet folds. Hermione moaned into their kiss and rolled her hips against his finger, Draco couldn't take it anymore. He positioned himself between her legs and inch by inch, slid inside her. Her walls were so tight he thought he was going to explode inside of her that very second. Hermione gasped, sure that she was going to be split right down the middle from the sheer size of him. Draco leant down and kissed away a tear that escaped from her eyes. She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, nodding to him that it was ok to start moving. He pulled back until he was almost completely out and slid back into her. He repeated his movements until she was meeting his thrust with her own. He leant down and buried his face in her neck, biting and sucking furiously. She was close, he could feel her walls tightening and her stomach pulling until Draco thrust into her once more, deeper than the previous ones.
"DRACO-Ohhhhh..." She screamed his name as her body convulsed, waves of pleasure flowing over her. Hermione lent up so she could whisper into Draco's ear. "Come for me, Draco." And her words were his undoing. His seed exploding into her depths. Both of their breaths were laboured as they lay together, Draco's arms wrapped around Hermione. She turned into him, laying her head upon his chest and they both fell into sleep...