A/N: Hey guys, I apologise for my tardiness with updating! Sexy times in this chapter, though I don't really know why i'm warning you, I think it was pretty obvious where this was heading :P

As quick as anything Malfoy was in front of Hermione, their bodies so close she could feel the heat radiating from him. His hands were moving up and down her ribs, his eyes boring into hers. She could see the look of pure lust in his eyes, a hunger that she recognised from the way Ron looked at her, only much more intense. He began pressing light kisses to her throat, his hands coming to rest just underneath her breasts. He made no attempt to remove her bra, simply skimming his fingertips across her cleavage as he sucked on a particularly sensitive spot on her neck. She felt a longing between her legs and moaned loudly, feeling him smirk against her skin. His hands once again traveled to her hips and he held them tightly as he pulled her with him moving them backwards until they reached the couch.

Malfoy sat down on the couch and pulled Hermione with him so that she sat on his lap, legs straddling his hips. She had never been in a position like this but if she was honest, she was not uncomfortable. She could feel the need in her lower stomach and she knew that she was moistening her new knickers. His lips met her skin again, this time pressing opened mouth kisses to the swell of her breasts, trailing his tongue over her heated skin. She arched her back and his fingers began tracing lightly over the skin of her hips.

Ever so slowly he brought one of his hands down to cup her mound, his lips never leaving her breasts. The knot in her stomach finally made an appearance and she froze, attempting to reason with herself that she had nothing to be anxious or frightened about. He must have felt her apprehension as he moved his lips from her skin up to whisper in her ear.

'There's no need to worry Granger. You don't need to fret about pleasing me.' He whispered in a husky voice that made her shiver slightly. 'This,' he ran a finger along her covered slit, 'is all about you.' He sucked lightly on her earlobe and she bucked her hips slightly. She gasped and blushed at her own body's reaction. He chuckled pulling back from her ear to look her in the eye.

'Don't be embarrassed. It's perfectly natural.' He smiled at her, his grin turning wicked as his fingers found her nub through her knickers and began to circle it. Her hips jerked violently this time, grinding against him, needing more friction. He hooked his fingers into the band of her underwear and looked up at her, one eyebrow raised. She bit her lip nervously before deciding that she was being silly, this was going to happen. She wanted, no, needed this to happen. She nodded and he pulled her knickers down just enough to grant him access.

He didn't stare at her mound like she thought he would. Instead his eyes never left hers, silently reassuring her that there was nothing to fear from him. She was so focused on his stormy eyes, clouded with lust that she didn't notice him move his hand back to her centre. She gasped as his middle finger made contact with her entrance. He made a rumbling sound in his chest that sounded to Hermione much like a growl.

'So wet.' He moaned burying his face in the crook of her neck. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders securing him close to her body whilst he gathered her juices and slid his finger further up her slit to her clit. She moaned loudly, tightening her hold on him. This was so much better than when she had attempted to pleasure herself. He circled her clit gently at first but he added more pressure as she ground her hips against him.

He pulled his face away from her neck and once again looked her dead in the eyes. 'Do you like that?' He whispered, moving his fingers faster against her and giving her a sultry smile. Her only response was to turn her head and press a light kiss to his temple. It was the first time that she had kissed him in any way and she liked the feel of his skin beneath her lips. She momentarily thought of Ron but the thought was lost as Malfoy pressed a finger into her. She cried out, taken aback by this new sensation. He moved his finger around slightly as if trying to loosen her up a bit before adding a second finger. She gripped him tighter and dropped her head to his shoulder breathing heavily.

She moaned again as he took up circling her clit with his thumb, his fingers now gliding in and out of her easily. She rocked her hips and she felt his fingers curl up slightly before hitting a particularly sensitive spot inside her.

'There it is.' Malfoy chuckled, moving his fingers over her spot again and again. Hermione could feel the heat building in her stomach and her legs began to shake slightly.

'Malfoy… I think… ohhh' She breathed against him, she was finding it difficult to concentrate whilst his fingers were bringing her closer and closer to her breaking point.

'I know baby.' He lifted his free hand to pull down the right cup of her bra, exposing her breast. His mouth latched onto her nipple as his thumb moved in tighter circles and he pumped his fingers in and out of her insanely fast.

She held her breath and gripped him tighter as her very first orgasm took hold. She screamed and threw her head back as wave after wave of pleasure wracked her body. Malfoy had not stopped his movements, instead he just watched her come apart on his lap. She felt as though she might pass out, her vision blurring as her body continued to spasm.

As she finally came down from her high she heard him laughing. She lifted her head from where it had come to rest on his shoulder. 'What?' she sighed.

'Nothing.' He grinned. 'How was that?' He pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

'Incredible. I'm disappointed in myself that I waited so long for that.' She giggled.

'Glad to be of assistance.' He winked as he finally removed his fingers from her. She looked at his glistening fingers and suddenly had the urge to taste them. At any other time she would have thought that was disgusting but here in her post-orgasm cloud it seemed like a perfectly sound thing to do. Before he could wipe them she grabbed his hand and lifted it to her mouth. She flicked her tongue out experimentally licking the tip of his middle finger. She wrinkled her nose at the tangy taste but took his fingers into her mouth anyway, sucking and licking his fingers clean.

'Fuck Granger.' She looked at him, his fingers still in her mouth. His eyes were hungry and instead of being anxious at the lust she saw she found herself being turned on by it. She released his fingers from her mouth with a pop and she figured he must have liked that judging by the way he thrust up against her. To her own surprise she began to grind herself on his trouser clad erection. He groaned and gripped her hips, encouraging her to keep moving. He was moving his hips in time with hers and she could tell that he wanted more. She felt bad admitting it even to herself but so did she.

Hermione began to open the buttons of the black dress shirt that he had been wearing all day, slowing revealing his pale skin inch by flawless inch. When she had undone all of the buttons she pushed the shirt apart giving her an unobstructed view of his toned torso. He wasn't sculptured, with perfect muscles but he definitely had definition that Hermione knew Ron wouldn't. She could trace the outline of his abs as she moved her hand lower and lower down his body. When she reached his belt buckle she held it lightly pausing before undoing it. She looked at him and saw her own heated gaze reflected in his eyes.

'Will you fuck me now?'

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