STOP. READ THIS. As I don't want any comments saying it wasn't pre-warned/tagged correctly. There is a *bit* in this some may not like. It is not essential to the plot, and you can skip it. I wrote it because I wanted to. (Read: I wanted practice for the Draco/Hermione/Daphne scene.) It's not really group sex where other men fuck Hermione. Hermione and Daphne do not switch partners. That being said there's so femslash in this chapter. It's only my second time writing it. The first time being for DDP, so go easier on me than Draco does on Hermione.

This is the shortest chapter in the entire fic. I'm pretty sure the last one is the longest.

Chapter Nine

Neither of their friends had noticed them yet. Theo's head was tilted back as Daphne took him into her mouth, already sliding her lips to the base of his cock. She couldn't help but look at how Theo's fingers slid easily into her best friend's dripping cunt, and how she was moaning loudly as she relaxed beside him.

"I told you." Draco whispered in her ear, sitting on the couch, and bringing her to sit with her back pressed against his chest. He pinched her nipple as he murmured in her ear for her to spread her legs so he could touch her pretty pussy, and she listened to him immediately. His fingers were barely there, barely brushing against her sensitive clit, and she shivered in his lap, wishing he would slam inside of her.

Hermione wiggled her arse, feeling a bit daring, but his fingers slid into her hair tightly, and he pulled her head back. "Don't act out, princess, or I'll spank your ass until you can't sit down."

She gasped, grinding against him again, feeling his cock slide in between her arse. "Daddy," it was a shriek, an incredibly loud shriek that all of his neighbors would hear that tumbled from her lips as two fingers thrust into her cunt, curling against her walls.

"They're watching you," he whispered in her ear. "They know what a dirty little girl you like to be for me." Draco told her, withdrawing his fingers, and chuckling at the low whine that escaped her. "Only good girls get fucked." He let go of her hair, and through the slightly tipsy haze - she was already feeling a bit sober-, her head fell forward.

He hadn't been lying. Both Theo, and Draco were watching her, and she'd be lying if she said it wasn't hot as fuck. "Maybe," she panted, grabbing his hand and putting it back between her legs, "but bad girls get punished."

She would never tire of the way it felt when his fingers latched into her hair, threading through them, and just how wet it made her when he put her on her knees. The carpet was soft against her knees, but she didn't make the mistake of thinking it would stay that way. Draco didn't say a word to her as he motioned with his finger for her to turn around, and then he pushed her to her hands and knees.

Across from her, Daphne's eyes widened.

"Do you remember what you need to do?" Draco asked her, his fingernails scraping along her spine. She gave a shaky nod. "Safe word?" He asked her softly, whispering it into her ear.

Hermione nodded, and it was followed quickly by a sharp slap against her arse. "One," she moaned, her fingers curling into fists as she held herself up. "Two." She counted each swat, whimpering when he massaged her arse cheeks after each one he gave her, though she was begging for more. And when she finally thought he was going to give her the final spanking, he gripped her hips, and pulled her backward, impaling her on his thick cock.

Her moan was guttural as her fingers dug into the carpet as she rocked against him wantonly. "Fuck!" She hissed when pulled her head up by her hair, and began to pound into her mercilessly. "God, Daddy." She drug out the name, not at all fucking caring how her breasts were shaking while their friends watching him rail her.

"Do you think he wants to fuck you?" He whispered in her ear, nodding toward Theo.

Who she had to admit was watching her hungrily. She shook her head. "Not at all, but I think -" she whimpered as he slammed into her again. "That he wants something."

He hummed in her ear, reaching down to rub her clit. "Maybe he wants you to lick her cunt, princess." He felt her shiver against him, her walls clenching around his cock, and he had her. "Such a good slut," he whispered, "would you like that?"

"I don't know." She bit out, letting her head fall back against his shoulder.

"It doesn't upset me," he cooed, pinching her stiffened nipple. "Daddy will share you, just not with him. Only Daddy can fill your little cunt full of come."

She gasped, "Daddy!" Her orgasm slammed into her, and it wasn't one she'd felt coming at all. Just with his fucking words, and the feather light touches of his fingers over her clit had her coming over his cock. "Fuck," she whispered.

He didn't give her anytime to recover as he flipped her onto her back, but she did catch the nod he gave to Theo. It was right after that Theo pushed Daphne onto her back, the blonde laying upside down next to Hermione. As Draco lifted her Hermione's legs onto his shoulders, Daphne whispered, "I can't believe you tried to pretend you'd fuck Theo."

She giggled, "It worked, didn't it? He's going to fuck you silly."

"It's nothing compared to what Draco is going to do to you." Daphne whispered, sliding her fingers through Hermione's when Theo spread her legs and slid into her, his hand flat on her stomach as he thrust into her. "Oh, my God," she squealed, holding on tightly to Hermione's hand.

"Daddy, please," Hermione pleaded, peering up at him through her lashes. The first thrust was unforgiving, and her back arched off the carpet with how hard he slid into her. She would be sore in the morning, and she would crawl into his lap to take him again, no doubt.

It was Daphne who leaned toward her, as they were both getting fucked, and pressed her lips to Hermione's.

Hermione gasped, letting her tongue slid against the seam of her lips, kissing her friend feverishly. Daphne pinched Hermione's nipple, pulling on it roughly just so she could greedily swallow her best friend's moans for herself.

They could hear the groans coming from both men. Draco spoke of her, rather than to her, saying that she was such a sweet little whore that loved to be stretched by his cock.

It was Hermione who whimpered, and keened when Theo gathered Daph in his arms, and pulled her away from her. "Shh," Draco told her. "You'll love this, princess. Will you get on your hands and knees for me again?" He guided her by her hips as she did, pressing kisses along her spine. "He's going to fuck her so well, and you can taste her sweet little cunt."

She nodded, looking to Daphne. She was nibbling on her bottom lip, nodding to Hermione as Theo slid into her, pumping into her as she was in reverse cowgirl, and Hermione crawled toward her.

Draco swatted her arse. The tip of his cock just barely sliding into her as she licked Daphne's clit. Feeling him sheathe himself of her while Daphne's fingers curled in her hair, drawing her closer to her, only made her shake.

It was all so overwhelming. Daphne was shaking as her tongue slid against her clit, and then as she slid two fingers into her tight cunt while Theo was buried in her arse. Daphne moaned, her fingernails scratching against her scalp. Each thrust from Draco made her feel as if she couldn't take much more, but in the best possible way because she was certain she was too tightly wound, and she was going to shatter.

Hermione wasn't sure if it was mainly her tongue that pushed Daphne over the edge, but what she did know was that her best friend was screaming, and she was spasming as Hermione continued to lap at her clit. Spreading her folds, she dragged her tongue through her soaked cunt, sucking lightly on her sensitive nub that no doubt had her coming undone.

As if they had planned it, which she knew fully well they hadn't, Draco pulled out from her cunt. "What are you.." But she already knew that he was going to make sure Daph returned the favor as his fingers slid into her cunt, rubbing her slickness over her arse.

Draco moved slowly, letting her adjust to the size of him. "You're so fucking hot wrapped around me, princess." He told her.

And it was not long before she was coming again - and that events of their night seemed too much to be true.

The next morning, Hermione woke sprawled in Draco's bed. The large four poster bed was fitted with silk sheets, and she'd ripped them from the corner with all of her turning in her sleep. Or it might have been how she'd stirred at four in the morning to sneak below the sheets and wake him as well.

It was early, just past six, when the first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains. Yanking the covers over her head, nearly clocking herself in the process, she snuggled closer to him, throwing her leg over his.

There was a low rumble from his throat as he ran his fingers along her spine, rubbing lazy circles over her bared skin. "Good morning," he murmured, his lips brushing against the top of her hair. It was undoubtedly matted, and fucked, and it would take more than a brush to fix it.

Hermione shook her head, sliding her palm over his chest until it rested on his shoulder. "Go back to sleep, Malfoy. It's just too early for this."

"Is it?" He asked her playfully, his arm tightening around her as he lifted her onto his lap. "You must be exhausted."

She didn't play along, instead falling to lay on his chest once more. "I am. So much sex," she muttered.

His chest shook against her as he laughed, trailing his touch up her sides. "I was thinking we should do something for Christmas - if you're willing."

She lifted her head from his chest, hair falling in her face. It would have been nice to think it was a sultry display, but Hermione knew her head resembled a birds' nest that had fallen from a tree, hitting every branch in the way down, when she woke up in the mornings. "What exactly did you have in mind?"

He smirked. "Well first off, do you have any plans to visit your parents over the holiday?"

She winced. It was a sore spot; after they had found out she'd began work at a gentlemen's club there had been a rather large spat. Her father said 'gentlemen's club' was a polite way of saying whore house, and that definitely wasn't how he raised her. "I haven't seen them since I lost my scholarship. Since I started working for you, really."

"Still? I thought your mother.."

She shook her head, laying her chin in her hands so it wouldn't be jabbing into her sternum. Her legs were tangled with his. "She tried to smooth things over, but he's very opinionated, and he told me not to come home."

Draco's lips dropped into a frown. "It's his loss."

Her shoulders fell. "I'm not looking forward to the holidays, but," she sighed. "It's nothing. It doesn't hurt me so much anymore. Tell me what you had in mind?"

"Well, I thought you might like to get away, maybe." He added quickly as her eyebrows raised. "We have a cottage up near Wiltshire, and the club will be closed for five days anyway -" Draco was cut off by her phone ringing, too shrill for the early morning hours they should have been enjoying together.

She groaned. "Just answer it."

Her regret did not come immediately. Draco didn't even bother to look at the name that appeared across the screen, just pressing it to his ear. "Hello, this is Draco Malfoy answering Hermione Granger's phone." He wore a lopsided grin as he looked down at her, and she had to stifle a laugh.

Until - "Well, isn't this awkward?" It was unmistakably Tom Riddle's drawl that she could hear, and her heart dropped.

Draco pulled the phone from his ear in confusion, glancing st the number - she hadn't saved it - before being it back to his ear. "Riddle, why the fuck are you calling Hermione?"

She could hear the rustling in the background before Tom let out a heavy sigh. "I think it's best to let her explain, but I won't be needing you to make anymore payments on your loan. It's been paid in full." The line disconnected, and she was already scrambling off of him.

Hermione grabbed her shirt, not stopping to wonder when he'd brought her clothes into his room. "Before you yell at me," she said, tugging her shirt over her head, and grabbing her knickers. "I only wanted to help, and I met him in a public place."

Draco stood from the bed, running his fingers through his hair harshly. "When?"

"What?"

"When did you meet with Riddle? I want the entire truth, Hermione." His voice was tight, all too low, and the room seemed to sink inwards.

She swallowed. "I called him when I found out about the loan." Hermione said weakly. "When you left to get the first aid kit that night — I found his phone number in your phone. I met him the next day and I -"

Cutting her off, his eyes narrowed. "And how did you pay him?" He hissed.

She didn't understand, not at first, but when it dawned on her it felt as if he'd physically struck her. "What the fuck do you think I did, Draco? I handed over the amount of the loan in cash. Do you think I just whored myself out to Tom Riddle?"

"How the fuck would I even know since you've been lying to me?" He yelled. "You fucking love sex so much that I wouldn't be surprised! When the fuck did you meet him then, Hermione? For just how long have you conveniently omitted the truth?" He repeated the question she'd already partially answered.

Her voice shook as tears filled her eyes and she looked away from him. "When you came back into your office, and I was on your phone. I got his number from your phone the day you sent me the text about the loan accidentally."

Malfoy clenched his jaw. "That was a month ago." He growled, and when she didn't reply, his voice woke the entire flat, and probably the surrounding ones. "What the fuck were you thinking?" He roared, and she backed against the wall.

"Maybe that I wanted to help, and you never accept help!" She screamed back, snatching her jeans up from the floor. "If you're anything, Draco, it's fucking stubborn!"

He pinched the bridge of his nose, not even looking at her. "And if you're anything, it's fucking stupid." He growled, and she froze.

"Fuck you."

His eyes softened, but only barely before he backpedaled. "Hermione, that's not how I meant it — you scolded me because he was a fucking psychopath, but you just went off and met him."

"Yeah, I did for you."

"I didn't want your help, Granger." He hissed, and Hermione stormed past him to grab her phone from the table. "You know who he is, how he is, and you what? Did you sit down and have coffee with him as if he's never been the reason for someone's stint in the hospital?"

She glared at him, not even bothering with her shoes. "If you'd really like to know, I sat across from him and handed him my entire savings for university. And I didn't even do it because I had feelings for you, Draco, despite the fact that I did. I did it because you're my friend, and you didn't deserve to have it hanging over your head."

The truth hit him hard, the heavy weight that it was her future she's used to pay off a debt for him. And she could see it in the way he bit his lip, in how he nearly didn't reply to her, but then he did. "That was the stupidest thing you've ever done." He yelled, and there was a loud thud against the bedroom door.

It sounded as if one of their friends had fallen against it.

Hermione sucked in a breath, and her eyes began to water as she turned to wrench the door open. Theo was sitting in the floor, looking past her at Draco. "You know what, Malfoy? Maybe trying to have a relationship with you was the stupidest thing I've ever done because I know that I lied to you, and I can't fault you for being angry, but I never once thought you would insult me."

She stepped over Theo and Daphne appeared from around the corner, shouldering her purse. "You don't have to leave with me." Hermione murmured.

"Like fuck I'm staying here. Let's go." Daphne looped her arm through Hermione's.

And what hurt the most was probably that he didn't stop her. There was no frantic footsteps as he hurried to stop her.

There was the sound of glass shattering, and she was sure he'd broken a mirror on the wall beside the bedroom door.

Rest assured this ends HEA.

We only have one more chapter? I can't believe it really. Looking back, I see a lot of things I could have changed, or extended but I'm really pleased with this. The fun fact is that this was supposed to be a sugar daddy AU for a different ship. As we can see that didn't happen at all. Thank you for your continued support!

Last chapter scheduled to upload on December 7, 2018.