Draco Malfoy and the Mudblood's Pants Chapter 12: I Kissed a Mudblood (And I Liked It!), a harry potter fanfic

Chapter Twelve: I Kissed a Mudblood (And I Liked It!)

Granger shoved me off her and slid off the bed, grabbing her book bag.

"You've got to be kidding me," I said, unable to hide how exasperated I was. "You're leaving? What did I do? I mean… beyond what I usually do? You said you wanted me to fuck you! You said—"

"You were just about to put it in without asking ANYTHING about protection!" Granger said hotly, and although she was naked in my bedroom, all I could think of was her bossy assertions in every bleeding class we had together. "Do you ever think, Malfoy?"

I forced out a snide laugh although my prick was positively purple and throbbing with anticipation. "You really are a stupid Muggle, aren't you? There's a potion for that. You can buy it in Hogsmeade at the Apothecary and I might even pay for half of it if you ask nicely—"

Granger gave me a dangerous expression. "You're the stupid one. I've read all about that potion and it only has a 99.9 percent accuracy rate, so we're going to use a condom. Honestly, do you really think I'd take any chances here? There is no way in hell I will be saddled with your pointy-chinned, egotistical, tow-headed Halfblood children!"

"Ugh, that's disgusting. As though I want that! I'd kill myself if that happened-"

"Precisely." Granger tossed a small, thin square package at me. "So put this on."

"What in the hell!" I stared at it incredulously. "How does it work?"

"Oh, honestly," she tsked, and grabbed it back from me, opening it with a flourish. "Right so, you unravel it and put it over your erect penis—"

"Erect penis? You're so tiresome, Granger. I could take a nap after hearing you use language like that. In fact, I think I've lost my boner from that alone," I chided her, but did as she said. It was weird and filmy over my cock but I'd do anything to shag her now, even stoop as low as to depend upon Muggle devices. I kept my hand over my shaft and massaged it slowly, wanting to be ready. "And what does it do?"

Granger sighed. "You're hopeless. Obviously, it prevents pregnancy—of course, it's not foolproof so I'm also going to take a potion tomorrow."

"Ugh, boring, boring, boring. Let me shag you before I fall asleep—"

"You're so obnoxious!" she smirked and then kissed me hard on the mouth.

I bit her lip and pushed her back down on the bed, feeling so turned on that I was afraid that I'd come instantly as soon as I entered her. I edged two fingers inside her again and moaned once I realised how wet she still was. Granger had her eyes shut, and on her mouth was a thin smile. I licked both of her nipples in turn and then spread her lips apart with my fingers, sliding myself inside her. She cried out softly and I shuddered. Even with the "condom" thing in my way, I could still feel myself filling her hole; I could feel her surrounding me. I whimpered, steadying myself. It had been much too long.

"Alright, Malfoy?" she asked in a pant, cocking her eyebrow.

"Better than alright. For a Mudblood, you feel fucking amazing," I said, and pushed it in deeper. It wasn't like I'd heard from my father's more unsavory Death Eater friends or others at school. From what I gathered, if you stuck your junk in a Mudblood's hole, her privates would sprout spikes and you'd be stuck inside her forever. I'd also heard that Mudbloods had scaly bodies under their clothes. I suppose you have to find out the truth for yourself sometimes!

With my hand gripping my headboard I began to thrust into her fast and deep. She breathed hard, crying out every once in awhile, nodding her head so that her wild curls bounced around her face. I kissed her, sticking my tongue in her mouth as I thrust in and out, in and out, quickening my pace.

"God, you feel good, too," she moaned.

"Yeah? Yeah, you like having my Pureblood dick inside you?"

"You really are obsessed with that, aren't you?" she challenged me, bucking herself hard against my thrusting motion.

"I'd be in…so…much…trouble," I panted, "if…my Mother and Father…ugh…found…out…" I flipped onto my side, holding her in my arms and shagging her good and slow. She adjusted her legs out to the side so I could get it in deeper. She bit my neck, her nails digging into my back. It felt so good. I moved my head back to her breasts and very lightly grazed her nipples with my teeth. She moaned in approval. I began to bite and suck her nipples, filling her with my rod and moving it in and out fast and hard.

"Easy with the teeth, Malfoy," she said, and moaned as I complied and instead ran my mouth across her collarbone.

We went faster, and there was a clatter at the side of the bed. One glance back over the edge showed me that Granger's books had fallen out all over my rug. "Come on," I said, "let's do it on the floor." With her in my arms, I directed us onto the floor and with my free hand, I spread out her papers. "I'm going to fuck you all over your precious homework—"

"NO!" she said sharply. "No, you're not! Don't even joke about that!" She moved away from me so that I had to pull out from her as she gathered up her textbooks and put them away.

"You're a loony!" I snapped. "What the hell, Granger?"

"Not on the books. Never on the books. Put me on the dresser. THAT I will do!" she said.

"Okay, fine, have it your way," I said, and lifted her up, tossing her over my shoulder. She squealed and I placed her on my shelf, entering her again. We shagged like that for quite some time, me checking myself out in the vanity and giving myself cocky expressions as usual, until she hissed at me to quit it. "I don't want to come…I don't want to come…" I panted breathlessly, "but you feel SO good—"

"I want to be on top—"

"No, that will feel way too good—"

"I want it to feel good, I want to see your face when you come, I want to look in your eyes and remind you that you got off shagging a dirty blood like me—"

"Salazar," I groaned, gritting my teeth. "How can I resist that?" I lifted her up and we fell, laughing, onto my bed again where she perched on top of me and lowered herself over me. "Yes, oh my fucking…YES."

She bounced on top of me, her small, perfectly shaped tits jiggling around.

"Say my name, you Muggle-born slut!" I said. I had absolutely no control of what was coming out of my mouth now. It felt too good. I probably would have promised her Malfoy Manor if she'd have asked.

"Never," she said, and ground herself on me slowly and firmly, fixing me with a hostile expression.

"Say it, you slut!" I snapped, and slammed my cock up into her.

"No!" she moaned.

I pressed into her clit, swiping it quickly with a well-placed finger. "Say it!"

"Draco!" she hollered, flinging her head back. "Draco!"

I pounded up into her, my jaw set, and then sat up so I had her in my lap. I wrapped my arms around her back and we fucked like that for awhile, not breaking eye contact.

Granger smiled as her hair went even more askew, "So, you went to all of this trouble because you smelled my pants?" She dug her nails into my back.

"What can I say, Granger? You have a very nice aroma," I said into her ear and she moaned.

"You're a frightfully shitty Pureblood, Malfoy. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Not that I'm surprised, of course. The entire act is altogether too much sometimes. I was always a bit suspicious," she whispered, her breath hot in my ear.

"I'm extremely ashamed," I grunted softly into her ear, "I quite hate myself for it."

"Don't hate yourself," she said breathlessly, "come for me—"

My heartbeat pounded. "Oh—Granger, Granger, I want to—I'm almost there—"

"I want to see you come, Draco," she whimpered, bouncing herself over my shaft harder.

"Slap me!" I said without thinking. My mind was all fuzzy. I could feel myself approaching that point. "Slap me!"

Granger stopped moving. "What…?"

"Don't stop, Granger—I want to come, but I need you to slap me!"

"You're mental! I'm not going to slap you! I'll hurt you!" she said, looking horrified.

"You didn't care about hurting me in third year when you slapped me—ah, I'll NEVER forget your face when you did that as long as I live, slap me, Granger—"

"No!" she said, and continued fucking me. She rose up and down, breathing hard and heavy.

My voice came out in a moan. "You know, there's going to be a war, and I'm on the right side. All your precious friends are going to die, and then you'll see you were wrong all along—"

"Malfoy? Shut up!"

"And you'll definitely have to kiss your Muggle parents goodbye," I groaned, almost ready to release. "And of course, all house elves are going to be put to death when the Dark Lord comes into power…"

"You insensitive prick!" Granger squawked and with the strength of a thousand centaurs, she backhanded me in the face.

"YES! AAAAH, I'M SORRY, MOTHER! I'M SORRY, FATHER!" I screamed, exploding inside her. I felt the condom filling up. As soon as that was all done, I slumped back and opened and closed my mouth. "Holy fuck! My face!"

"I ought to poison you!" Granger yelled, getting off me and quickly collecting her clothing. "Of all the terrible things to say—"

I was still feeling my cheek, and not in the mood to listen to her. "Fucking hell, Granger! You didn't hit me that hard in third year! Is there a bruise?"

Her facial expression briefly shifted from one of anger to one of remorse. She touched me lightly where she'd just slammed her hand against my cheek. "Oh my. Yes, it looks like there certainly will be one—I'm sorry—but honestly! How dare you! And also, you're insane! Slap you?"

"It felt pretty damn good while it was happening though, didn't you think?" I grinned at her, still massaging my jaw.

"I don't know, Malfoy. I may be up for some excitement but that went to a dark place. I think you need some serious therapy or something."

I sighed, the pleasurable feeling all over my body winning out over my throbbing face. "Come on, Granger. Get back in bed with me for a minute. I want to hold you."

Granger fixed me with a disbelieving look. "You're not asking me to cuddle, are you?" she said indignantly, fixing her hair into a loose bun. She bent down to grab her bra.

"Well, I wouldn't say cuddle exactly—"

"You're completely idiotic," Granger snapped. "And obviously very torn about what you want." She pulled her jumper over her head, and put on her pants and socks.

I made a face. "Granger! I'm not a cuddler. I just like to unwind. I'm positively exhausted. You have to agree it was some pretty good sex—"

"It was very satisfactory," she said, and slipped into her skirt.

There was a loud knock on the dormitory door. "MALFOY! OPEN UP!" came the voice of Crabbe.

"Great… How do I get out of here now, the—" Granger began.

-"Satisfactory?" I interrupted, much louder than I'd meant to. "Surely you jest, Granger." I stretched out and smirked up at her. "Come on. You can be the little spoon. Then I can press up against your tight little bum—"

"Ugh. You truly revolt me," she said, and tossed my green briefs and trousers at my head. "Cover yourself up, for God's sake. Your hairless…thing is freaking me out now."

"On that note, have you ever considered waxing yours off? I can teach you the charm. Not that your twat isn't nice, Granger, but it'd be easier to get you off if the Forbidden Forest wasn't growing down there—"

"YOU FUCKING BERK!" she shouted. "Just because you want to look like you're four years old doesn't mean I do!"

I leered. "Hit a soft spot, did I, Mudblood?"

The knocking continued.

"No, you didn't hit a soft spot, you prat! Now how do I get out without your slimy little friends seeing me? You didn't exactly think that through, did you?"

"Easy. In every Slytherin dorm, the closets have trap doors which lead to a crawl space that will take you back up to the Great Hall. So, anyone has an easy getaway from the bedrooms. It comes in handy more than you'd expect," I told her.

"Why am I not surprised?" she said, sighing. "Well, I'm out of here. Thanks for nothing—"

"N-nothing?" I stammered, hopping up and quickly getting into my briefs. "It wasn't nothing. It was wicked fun. You got to give me oral sex, and you got to shag me, and I made you say my name—"

"You're impossible," she shot back, but she was wearing a small smirk. "Bye, Malfoy." She headed toward the closet space behind Goyle's bed.

"Wait—so…" I posed most sexily against my bed frame. "So, when are we doing this again?"

"That wasn't the deal. Thanks for the shag," she replied.

"You're kidding," I said. "Don't tell me… Ah…" I ran my hand through my bangs. "So what if I'm nice to Potter and Weasley for the entire time? Shouldn't we add another element?"

She laughed harshly, rolling her eyes at me. "And why would we add another element? I already won."

"To make it interesting," I simpered. "Let's say if I leave them alone for the full time, you and I shag again. Just to make it interesting," I added quickly.

"A bit desperate, are we?"

Just as I was about to argue, Granger nodded, her eyes flickering. "Okay," was all she said before she disappeared into the closet. I heard the trapdoor open and shut.

The Mudblood was obviously hooked on Draco Malfoy's Pureblood cock. I was amused, but not surprised.

What's next for our anti-hero?

Can he come through on his end of the deal (and thus come again)?

What else can possibly go wrong for him now that the Pants have all been acquired?

All that and more next time!

Musical Break:

Draco:

This was never the way I planned! Not my intention!

I got so brave, pants in hand, lost my discretion!

It's not what I'm used to—just want to try you on!

I'm curious for you, caught my attention:

Everybody now! :

I KISSED A MUDBLOOD AND I LIKED IT!

The taste of her dirty blood lips

I KISSED A MUDBLOOD JUST TO TRY IT!

Hope my parents don't mind it

It felt so wrong! It felt so right!

Don't mean I'm changing to the good side!

I KISSED A MUDBLOOD AND I LIKED IT! I LIKED IT!

Draco:

No, I won't even use your name—you'll be Mudblood Granger

You're my experimental game, just human nature

It's not what Purebloods do, not how they should behave

My head gets so confused, got to obey my snake!