Chapter Thirteen
Draco
When the first orgasm shook her body, I almost came myself. I couldn't believe the gift she was giving me. After all she had faced… After all I put her through…
She was the most amazing woman I had ever met.
There was a sweet scent that could only be coming from her, and I knew I had to see if she tasted as good as she smelled. I repositioned myself so I could run my tongue along her opening, and her reaction was incredible. I brought her closer and closer before pulling away and coming back with even more force. She was unraveling, turning into a puddle, and all she seemed to be able to do was moan and clutch my hair, pushing me even closer to her. The second time she came, I was there to lick up every single drop that spilled from her.
I moved up so I could kiss her face, letting her taste herself on my tongue, and I felt my erection rub against her thigh through my pants. Her eyes widened slightly, so I knew she felt it.
"We don't have to do anymore, love. I'm not going to push you into something you may regret."
She closed her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, then met my gaze with her own. I could see a hunger there the likes of which I had never witnessed. "No regrets, right?" she half whispered, a smile ghosting her lips.
I kissed her, and she reached for my pants, tugging them down over my hips, and I pushed them off the rest of the way. I paused for a moment, reaching for my wand to perform the contraception spell I had always relied upon. She nodded, knowingly, and I kissed her again.
"Are you sure?" I asked her one final time as I positioned myself outside of her enrance.
"Yes," she said with all the conviction I needed to slowly slip inside of her. When I met with resistance, she winced a little. I kissed her, holding her tightly to me, as I pushed through the last barrier to ecstasy that she had. She groaned in pain and I held myself still, not wishing to cause her anymore discomfort as she adjusted to me. When she nodded slightly at me, I began to move slowly in and out of her, using all of my self-control. I was pretty sure this was what Heaven felt like.
She raked her nails across my shoulders as my thrusts gradually got faster. I could feel her muscles beginning to clench around me, and her hips began to rise to meet mine, and the world slid out of focus when her orgasm tossed me over the edge as well.
I all but collapsed on top of her, our bodies sticking together from the sheen of sweat that now covered us. When I finally caught my breath, I eased out of her knowing she would be sore. I went to move off her, but she held me there.
"Thank you, Draco," she whispered softly.
I responded with the first thing that came to mind, "I love you, Hermione."
I instantly regretted it, because her muscles tensed beneath me. I was afraid to look at her face, but when her body began to tremble, I pulled away just enough to see what was the matter.
She was crying.
"Hermione, what's wrong? Did I do something? I'm sorry, I knew it was too soon-" she silenced me with a kiss.
"I'm just so happy…"
I smiled and rolled over so she was half laying on my chest, "I'm glad to hear that."
"You know, Draco… I think I love you too."
I can't recall a happier moment in my life.
We eventually made it out of bed after talking for a while. She was mortified when she saw the blood on the sheets; I had to all but shove her into the bathroom so she could shower while I changed the bedding. I decided to join her when she still wasn't out by the time I was done, just for a shower, and we headed down to the Great Hall together for what happened to be lunch by that time. We split ways once we got into the Great Hall, unsure of what our next move should be. We had decided only telling our close and trusted friends for that moment would be the best course of action. Neither of us were ready for the drama otherwise.
I sat at the Slytherin table next to Blaise after taking one last glance at Hermione.
"So… Granger, huh?" was all Blaise had to say. I looked at him shocked, wondering how rumors could have spread already when he laughed and said, "I'm your best friend, mate. I can see when things are up with you. I've only known you since we were in diapers, geez. Relax. When did this happen?"
"Last night, I guess. I was kind of drunk and said some things I shouldn't have said and maybe had a small mental breakdown, and she was there for me through all of it. I was pretty damn nasty to her, too, but she rolled with the punches better than even you do when I'm like that."
"She's some girl then."
"Yeah… Blaise… We were wrong, so very wrong about everything."
"The whole bloodlines thing? I know. We were kids, though. We need to cut ourselves some slack."
"She told me I shouldn't have any regrets, that I should speak with my actions now, instead of apologizing."
"She always was brilliant."
"I'm happy you're cool with this. I didn't know how you'd react."
"Well, I guess I'm reacting better than her friends are if she's telling them what you're telling me."
I looked over quickly to her table. Both of the Weasley's were a shade of red I hadn't seen before, and Potter was just shaking his head sadly. She appeared to be pleading with them, and Potter was the one to nod and convince the others to follow her out of the hall. I wanted to go to her, but knowing her personality, I figured she'd just be insulted by me interfering. I'd handle the aftermath, whatever that may be.
A/N: So about that smut I promised in the description… I hope I didn't disappoint :)
Chaos.
