Hermione nestled into the broad, pale chest in front of her, before jumping back, and nearly shrieking as she realized who it was. She scrambled out of the bed and into the bathroom, locking the door. She looked in the mirror at herself in disgust. She quickly peeled off her undergarments and climbed into the shower, turning the water on hot. It stung for only a moment but she somewhat enjoyed it. She grabbed her washcloth and body wash and began scrubbing everywhere he could have possibly been in contact with. She had to admit, he did look good with no shirt on. No. She mentally slapped herself and kept scrubbing, but nearly died when she saw the black glass shower door getting pulled open. Draco stepped in and ignored her protest, not even bothering to look at her nude body in front of him. He was too tired to fight off arousal, and knew if he payed attention he'd end up ravishing her then and there. He grabbed his own washcloth and body wash and began casually running it across his now slightly pink skin. The water was causing the bathroom to steam very quickly and almost made her Hermione's skin glow. He bit his lip as he noticed how long and smooth her legs were. He allowed his eyes to wander from her knees, up to that small trail of auburn curls, to the fullness of her breasts, to her collarbones, to her lips, and considered only for a moment making a move for them, but stopped quickly. He went back to casually washing himself while she did everything in her power to stay away from him. The shower stall was certainly big enough for two, if they were intimately connected. It wasn't that big, but it was a decent size, though keeping a distance was getting more and more difficult. She started to feel the need to touch him, but stopped herself. He read her body language and stepped a couple inches closer, though he was still not touching her.
She looked up at him and he saw something he hadn't before. Her eyes...They weren't the dull brown he'd always seen in his youth. They were rather dark brown with the same golden flecks that danced through Erika's eyes. It had never dawned on him. He studied the rest of her face. Her lips were pouty and full, and at this moment, slightly parted. Her nose was cute and small. Her eyes were absolutely breath-taking and her eyebrows were no longer the two catipillars fighting over territory above her eyes anymore. He had never noticed just how beautiful she really was. He stepped a bit closer, his stomach against hers, though her chest did not reach his. He picked her up in a swift motion and pinned her against the shower wall. He looked into her eyes as if asking permission. She responded by wrapping her legs around his waist, teasing him with small circular hip movement. He began to kiss and bite her neck and shoulders, his hands cupping her buttocks to keep her up. She was fairly light, and so this was not much of a task at all. He kissed along her jawline, to her lips, playfully nipping at her bottom lip, then kissing it gently. She put her hands on his shoulders and pulled his face closer to hers, causing their noses to smash up against each other's faces. They didn't mind and shared their first deep, passionate kiss. Erika began sobbing, but neither of them seemed to notice, entrapped within the lust they felt for each other. Draco lifted Hermione slightly and slowly lowered her onto his shaft, causing her to shudder and moan slightly, gripping his shoulders tight. He stopped and looked at her, expecting to see pain on her face. He didn't, and so, he slowly lifted her a bit, and slowly lowered her back down, never breaking eye contact with her.
She had her eyes closed and her head on his shoulder, panting hard. "Fuck me faster, Draco. Please." She whispered in his ear in the best "sexy" voice she could muster. He groaned softly and complied, but not like she had hoped. He lifted her up a bit faster, though still quite slow, and lowered her down even slower, making her shudder as she felt every inch of him. He set her down on the small shelf-type thing and pulled out. She looked horribly disappointed until he dropped to his knees and nuzzled his face between her thighs. Even with the shower water cascading down her body like a waterfall, he could still smell her arousal, and without a moment's hesitation, pressed his lips against her clit, letting his lips gently graze the sensitive nub. She bit her lip and considered making him stop, self-conscious about the taste. But, oh, he did not mind a bit. He licked her wet, pink folds, before snaking his tongue into her enterance, making her gasp. She had never noticed his tongue ring before. He pulled back from her legs and put two fingers in his mouth, before she heard a faint buzzing. He re-buried his face between her thighs and she swore she saw stars. He had in a vibrating tongue ring and was gently trailing it along her slit and clit, making her moan louder than he had ever heard her. He made small circles with his tongue around her clit, but refused to touch it. His act of teasing was quite obviously working, as her fingers entangled themselves in his wet, blond hair. She moaned loudly again, before pulling on his hair. She was gasping and panting, before she let herself scream out, signaling her release. She threw her head back and clenched her thighs together around his shoulder, her entire body shaking. She expected him to pull away.
He didn't. He continued to lick, tease and probe, as her juices flowed into his mouth. They were sweet and made him want her more. He growled softly and stood, yanking her up. He forcefully bent her over and stood behind her before thrusting deep within her. She moaned with every thrust, and it only got louder as he snaked a hand around his hips and made a V with his fingers, moving it back and forth quickly around her clit. She moved her hips in unison with him, and he began groaning, trying hard to make her orgasm again before he would let himself. He started to thrust faster and harder, on her command, moving his fingers faster. He felt her pulsating around him, before clenching a bit in rhythm, before her walls gripped him tightly and she screamed out again. Just as she screamed, he groaned and spilled his seed within her. He withdrew and she stood back up, turning around and hugging him, panting into his chest, before the reality of their daughter wailing caught up with her.
"Oh, shit. I totally forgot about Erika..." Hermione climbed out of the shower and grabbed a towel out of the linen closet, before pacing quickly down the halls, to the nursery. Erika was laying there, face red and eyes nearly shut from crying. Hermione picked up the little girl and lowered the towel, exposing one of her breasts. She craddled the infant and allowed her to latch on to her nipple, suckling greedily. Hermione smiled at the little girl and stroked her head with one hand. After the baby got her fill, Hermione laid her on the changing table and changed out her diaper and onsie, into a light blue long sleeved onsie that said 'I love my daddy' in red crayon-looking writing. She laid her back into the crib, kissed her forehead and watched her fall back asleep. As she was walking back to her and Draco's bedroom, it dawned on her what exactly was going on. Draco had raped her not one year ago. Draco had threatened her, hurt her, demeaned her, stole the one thing that mattered. He hurt her in ways nobody else ever had.
She stormed back into the room, to see him sitting on the edge of the bed, obviously lost in thought. She nearly cried as she screamed "You fucking snake! I know what you're trying to do!" He tried to speak but she cut him off. "You're doing this as a continuation of what you did to be that lead up to my daughter! You're trying to trick me into falling in love with you, so you can tear me down in every way possible. Well guess the fuck what! It's working, okay? Even after the shit you've done to me and put me through, I love you. So break me down. Just do it. I don't even care." She clamped her hands down over her mouth and her eyes went wide. She quickly grabbed a robe that was hanging off of the closet door and threw it around herself. She quickly walked out of the room and he followed after her, grabbing her arm. She pushed him back. "Stay the fuck away from me, Draco."