Hello, all! Here is the next prompt for xXKissingSinXx's 100 Prompt Challenge *smile*

Hope you like it! This one is a continuation of 3 Stare.

Warning: This chapter is rated M for a reason! It contains lemons, so if you don't like, don't read!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I still don't own Harry Potter. *sigh* maybe some day.

Prompt #8 Wink

Hermione made her way through the castle. She was just strolling along, going over her recent stint as an actress only minutes before in the Great Hall. She kicked arse, if she did say so herself. Normally Hermione would refrain from such arrogant, self-absorbed thoughts, but her Head's duties had caused her to spend a lot more time with a certain cocky bastard.

'Draco Malfoy…' she smiled as she mentally replayed the last few moments before she left the Great Hall. He had known of her plan all along. He'd even been the one to suggest she spice up her appearance a bit to really make Ron hurt when she broke up with him. Hermione hated to admit it, but he was a bloody genius when it came to revenge. He always had been. She was coming to like that about him. Draco acted so snotty and spoiled their earlier years in school, but he had certainly matured somewhere along the line, Hermione noticed.

Now, thanks to his better attitude when they were alone, Hermione would say they were friends. They talked a lot about family, or classes since their schedules were almost identical, or most shockingly in Hermione's case sex. Most people believe Hermione to be an insufferable prude, but really she just preferred to keep her activities quiet.

Truthfully, the topic of sex fascinated her. Two people working together to reach euphoria, or one person giving their all to pleasure their partner, or hell, even being assertive and taking their pleasure from the other person from time to time. Hermione found it to be beautiful and erotic; it was an act of love or passion or need. Sex was powerful, captivating.

Hermione was jolted from her thoughts by a voice she knew all too well.

"Lost in our own little world, are we, Granger?" he was leaning against a pillar a few meters in front of her, looking relaxed and at ease, but his hungry eyes and his tense shoulders gave him away.

"A bit, Malfoy. I was just thinking about my superb acting abilities," she smirked. Merlin, she was becoming more Slytherin by the minute.

His jaw clenched slightly and his eyes darkened with lust, "It was a terrific show," he drawled, making it obvious what he was alluding to. He ogled her full chest, taking in the sight of her lacy black bra.

Hermione smiled and walked past him, swaying her hips. "Quit staring at my arse!" she called over her shoulder, a grin on her face.

Draco laughed and caught up with her, "You know you don't care. You reveled in the attention you got today," he muttered the password and stepped into their common room.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't," came her cryptic answer as she made a show of sliding her robes down her body and taking off her heels.

Draco looked on, hunger and lust filling his eyes. He pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her waist. Hermione, rather enjoying the position she was in, didn't protest.

"I know you did. That wink you gave me wasn't just about the plan we made. I told you before you left this morning that you would drink up the attention of every person in the Great Hall," Draco traced circles up and down her sides, "You said you would never enjoy being eyed like a piece of meat, but you obviously did. I called you a liar before you left. Then you winked. We both knew I included a double meaning on purpose. Admit it, you're a little attention whore, Hermione."

She giggled and sunk into him. She had gotten used to his antics long ago, but she still loved the way he made her feel like melted chocolate inside. Plus he was gorgeous and so good with his mouth. Hermione couldn't help herself when it came to this Slytherin.

"All right, all right," using her most innocent, school girl voice that she knew drove Draco crazy, she replied, "I'm a little attention whore. I just love to be stared at, to be desired, to see boys looking at me as if they were stripping me with their mind. It gets me so.. Hot," Hermione ground her pelvis into his growing erection.

She began unbuttoning her shirt and tossed it to the floor. Draco gulped, feeling all of the blood rushing to his cock.

"But do you want to know what I've always wanted, Draco?" she pushed him onto a chair and straddled him. He nodded his head, not trusting his voice, "I've always wanted the attention of one boy in particular. He drives me mad with lust every time I even think about him. Do you know who that boy is?"

He shook his head and wet his lips, trying to get some moisture into his dry throat. She tangled her fingers in his hair and leaned down so her lips were just centimeters from his, "You, Draco. It's always been you."

Hermione's lips melted into his, all of her emotions behind the kiss. Draco's hands ran over her naked back, unhooked her bra along the way, and tossed it aside.

'She's so bloody hot when she does this!' Draco thought, pushing his tongue into her mouth, 'Ooh, did she just suck on my tongue? I think she did! Bloody hell that was sexy.'

Draco picked her up by her thighs, her skirt riding up to her hips. He lay her on her back on the couch and settled himself between her thighs. He quickly discarded his robes and shirt with the rest of the clothing while leaving bite marks down her neck.

Hermione moaned and arched into Draco, begging him for more contact. But he wouldn't give it to her. Draco held her hands above her head and continued to assault her upper body with his talented mouth and tongue.

He placed teasingly gentle kisses across the sensitive skin of her breasts and then slid his flat tongue over the underside, going in circles. Draco ever so slowly made the circle smaller and smaller. He was so close to her nipple, but he wouldn't take it into the warm cavern of his mouth like she wanted. The hard little bead ached for attention. She sucked in a breath of surprise as he latched onto her left nipple.

"Oooh, yes!" she moaned hungrily, loving every second.

His right hand kneaded Hermione's right breast while his attention was otherwise captivated. Then he switched, spending an equal amount of time on her right breast and nipple. It was driving Hermione wild with lust. Her knickers were drenched with wetness that you could no doubt smell in the air.

Draco let go of Hermione's hands, trusting her to let him set the pace. He kissed a trail down her stomach before stopping just above where she really wanted him to go.

"Where is it you want me to lick, Princess? Here?" he asked, licking and suckling her hip bone, "Or here?" he traced the top of the lace on her black knickers, "Or-" Hermione cut him off by titling her hips up, effectively shoving his face into her womanhood.

Draco's tongue snaked out, caressing her over the thin fabric, making it tantalizingly slow.

"Please, Draco!" she begged, wrapping her fingers in his hair.

He looked into her glazed over eyes before sliding the knickers down her legs using his teeth. He knew she positively keened when he did that.

"Mmm, I love it when you do that, Draco. Now, please, give me what I want!" her breathing was ragged, her heart thumped loudly in her chest.

Draco glided the tip of his tongue over her calf, flicked it gently behind her knee earning him another moan of satisfaction, then traveled up her thigh. Once he reached her most private area, he took a deep breath in through his nose. She smelled so good, so feminine, so delicious. He had to taste her or he would go mad.

His tongue slid along her slit, coating it with her juices. She gripping his hair tighter in her tiny hands as he found the ball of nerves resting at the top. He flicked her clit again, making her legs twitch with pleasure.

"Yes!" Hermione groaned when Draco inserted a finger into her dripping snatch.

Draco pumped the finger in and out as he feasted on her delicious honey pot. He would never be able to get enough of her. He added a second finger, then a third. Hermione closed her eyes and let the wondrous sensations Draco made her feel take over her senses. He quickened the pace, focusing in on her clit. He could tell she was getting closer to orgasm by the way her pussy muscles were tightening around his fingers.

"Oooh, yes! Yes! I'm so close, Draco. Don't stop!" she bit her bottom lip, ran her hands through Draco's hair, and rocked her hips to meet his thrusts.

Draco curled his fingers inside of her successfully hitting her G spot at the same time as he sucked lightly on her clit. It was enough to send her into the abyss with a cross between a cry and a primal moan.

As she came down from her high, Draco licked and kissed her sensitive nipples while lightly stroking her clit. She groaned and pulled him into a deep kiss. He knew she could taste herself on his mouth, and it drove him wild that she didn't care. She actually loved the taste, she had told him.

Hermione's hands trailed down Draco's smooth chest and over his stomach before they reached his pants. She unbuckled them with slightly trembling fingers and dropped them to the floor. Draco kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants, now clad in only his Slytherin green boxers.

"Oh, no. This simply won't do," Hermione clicked her tongue in disapproval. She slid his boxers to the floor as well. His proud member stood at attention, begging for her caress.

She bent her head and gave the tip a gentle kiss and smiled when Draco's cock throbbed. Hermione ran her hand up and down his solid length, smearing the precum that had gathered at the tip.

"Mmm, Hermione, that feels good," Draco moaned, closing his eyes.

She began slowly running her hand up and down, twisting and applying varieties in pressure. All too soon for Draco though, his lover stopped.

When Draco opened his eyes, he saw a lust-crazed Hermione lying back on the couch, legs spread, and one hand touching her pretty kitty. It was nearly enough to make Draco cum right then and there. He groaned before capturing his lips in hers for another mind blowing kiss.

Hermione began whimpering and pressing her body against his, "Please, Draco. I need this. We both do."

Draco chuckled darkly, sending shivers down Hermione's spine. He suckled her pulse point. "Tell me what you want, love, and I'll give it to you."

Hermione was not in the mood to play games. He knew what she wanted, and she had better get it now. "You know exactly what I want. Please," she begged," give it to me."

"Not until you say it. You know how much I love it when you talk dirty. It gets me so hard for you, Hermione."

Frustrated and horny, she sighed. Hermione lifted his chin and looked him in the eyes then gave him what he wanted in her most sensual voice, "I want you to fuck me. Hard. I want you to make me cum over and over again. I want you to fuck me so good that I can't think straight. Make me scream your name."

Draco's eyes darkened even more with lust and he kissed her passionately. "Your wish is my command, Princess."

He held her knees to her chest, centered his member at her entrance, and slid his entire 8 inches in. They both groaned at the sensation.

"Oh, you're so bloody tight, Hermione," Draco groaned, loving the feeling of her pussy muscles squeezing his cock.

Hermione closed her eyes, her mouth agape, "Mmm fuck me, Draco."

He pulled almost his entire length out and then rammed it back in, earning himself a husky moan from his lover. She was definitely one that like things rough every now and then. Draco was too happy to oblige. He repeated the movement time and time again, pumping his length into her.

She gripped the couch cushions in both hands, head thrown back, skin glistening with sweat.

"Faster! Fuck me faster!"

Draco sped up the pace, setting a rhythm that she happily met with the rocking of her hips. He pounded her perfectly wet pussy, letting out moans and groans of his own when she would squeeze around him.

They moved together, perfectly in unison. Their bodies were covered in a sheen of perspiration, hair damp and sticking to their bodies, but neither cared. They were lost in the heat of the moment, trapped by their desires.

Draco flipped Hermione over to where she was on her hands and knees. She threw her head back as he entered her from behind, gripping the cushions for support as he slammed away.

"Oh!" she cried, as he gently tugged on her hair, "Harder!"

He gave her chocolate locks a pull, afraid he would hurt her, but she continued to beg for him to pull harder. He gave a rough yank, to which he received a guttural groan that shot straight to his groin.

"Mmm, you like it rough don't you, Princess? You like being fucked nice and hard, don't you?" he asked, his voice strained.

He gripped her hips harder, slamming into her as fast and hard as he could. It was sending Hermione closer and closer to the edge.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she screamed, "I love it! Oh, fuck me, Draco!"

He turned her around, sat back on the couch and sat her on top of his throbbing cock. "This way, you control the pace. I want you to scream my name, baby."

Hermione bounced up and down, her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. Draco placed his hands on her waste and guided her up and down, thrusting into her as she came down and pulling out when she went up. Her pussy gripped him like a silken glove, so tight around him that he couldn't think of anything else but what she was making him feel.

"Oh, I'm so close!" Hermione called out. Her body was beginning to tremble.

She loved the way he stuffed her snatch. She felt so full and content with him deep inside of her. He ignited a flame in her that couldn't be put out without a climax, and she was close. So bloody close!

Her nails dug into the tender flesh of his shoulders and he let out a hiss of pleasure/pain. Draco latched onto her neck, sucking and biting her pulse point. She groaned and rocked faster against him, eager to reach her peak.

Her pussy walls tightened around his member. They squeezed tighter and tighter with each thrust. A few more and he knew he would lose it.

The room was full of groans, moans, screams, and cries, each one blending in with the one before it. With one final thrust, Draco filled Hermione with his seed.

"Oh, Hermione!" he shouted to the Heaven's as spurt after spurt of cum shot into her pussy.

Seconds later, Hermione tumbled over the edge with him. Her body quivered and shook from the power of her climax. Her mind was foggy, and she couldn't think straight. Stars burst in front of her eyes.

"Draco!" she cried out, gripping onto him for dear life.

Draco's breathing was labored and heavy. He could barely move, he was so spent. His body ached from the orgasm he just had, but it was a wonderfully delicious ache.

Hermione rested her head on his shoulder, panting softly, "That was incredible."

"Mmm, I agree," he chuckled, his energy quickly fading. He moved and lay down on the couch, Hermione next to him, her head on his chest and his arms around her.

"And to think, this all happened because you winked at me," Draco stated with a happy sigh.

Hermione giggled tiredly, "If this happens every time I wink at you, maybe I should do it more often."

"I quite like that idea," Draco murmured, tracing lazy circles on the small of her back.

The couple stayed wrapped in each other's arms as Sleep claimed them, both wearing a satisfied smile on their face.

Well, there you have it. I really hope you enjoyed it!

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