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Draco blinked. No kissing? What did kissing have to do with anything?

"Is there some reason why you don't kiss? Bad breath?" she smacked his arm.

"Kissing means getting emotions involved, you prat. We are keeping this business-like. You don't need to kiss to cum, obviously." She gave him a smirk.

"Whatever, Granger. Fine, I'll abide to your silly little rule. When should we next meet?" he asked, handing back her back. She looked at him thoughtfully.

"I'll owl you." She said, smiling at the impatient boy while walking out of the classroom. She knew he wouldn't try and seek the upper hand in their arrangement and that made her walk out with her head held high. It was nice knowing she literally had his balls in the palm of her hands.

And that's where they found themselves, within the next few days. Her face was a shade of red that probably made her look like a chili pepper.

"Does this feel okay?" she asked, trying to pump his length. Draco's face looked like he wanted to jump on Hermione and hump her into the next day, which made her smirk. She never thought she would see that expression from him before. Or from anyone, really. It was a wonder she even knew what she was doing.

It was late September, which meant that Quidditch tryouts were being held. Draco "casually" showed up to the Gryffindor tryouts (purely for future Quidditch knowledge) while Hermione was there to support her friends. Ron glared at Draco the entire time and Harry was having a hard time ignoring him. Hermione knew she was going to hear even more of his theories and conspiracies about Draco tonight.

She figured the pitch was going to be empty after the tryout, since it was right before dinner, and owled Draco about it the day before. Her heart raced a bit when she saw him and she was proud of herself that she didn't even look in his direction. She did feel a bit guilty about using the Confundus Charm on Cormac McLaggen, but then again he deserved for being a downright ass.

After the tryouts, Harry informed everyone who made the team. Ron was enthusiastic, especially with Lavender hovering around him. Just the sight of her throwing herself at Ron made Hermione sick. Harry was too busy talking to the Ginny and the others that they didn't even notice Hermione staying behind.

"Did you do what I think you did?" Draco asked, once she made her way to the back of the stands, both of them hidden underneath the bleachers.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." She feigned innocence, sitting down on the floor next to Draco.

"You just cheated and made Weasley get the Keeper position."

"Oh please, he was able to block all of them. Besides, I didn't do it to get him to win." She said, rolling her eyes. "I did it because Cormac is a git and he was just being downright insulting." Draco snorted at that.

"Yeah, he does think he's all high and mighty, huh? But, I must admit, that's very Slytherin of you." He started to shuffle closer to her; she was able to smell his cologne now. A mix of spices and mint, it definitely suited him. "But, then again, after the other night you're still just another Gryffindor." She gave him a cheeky smile, but couldn't stop her face from getting hot.

"So, how are we going to do this?" she was nervous. Her hands were clammy and her chest was beating heavily. She tried to wear something nice – but because of how cloudy and chilly it was, she couldn't even give him something for his own imagination.

"Here, give me your hand." he said, grabbing her hand into his. She felt him pull her closer until she kneeled in front of him. "Just…close your eyes."

"Don't kiss me!" she scolded, but all he did was scowl at her.

"I'm not! I don't want to kiss you…just let me do something, fuck." He mumbled under his breath. She hit his chest for being rude and left her hand above his heart. She smiled feeling how fast it was going – maybe she wasn't the only nervous one.

She closed her eyes.

He massaged his thumb against her palm, with the intention of making her feel good. Draco had to constantly remind himself that it wasn't just him receiving pleasure and "stress relief". He knew how the muggle-born witch always stressed herself out. He could not believe she was in front of him, with her cheeks and lips tinted with pink from the cold. Her dark brown curls were spread out around her face; he had to resist the urge to run his fingers through the mess.

He then moved his hand to the zipper of her jacket, his fingers shaking a bit.

"Can I unzip…?" she nodded her head, eyes still shut. He placed his fingers on the zipper and gently brought all the way down. He made the motion of taking it off and she complied. He took his wand out and placed a warming charm around them once he saw her begin to shiver. She wore a V-neck shirt with the Gryffindor crest on it and he snorted once he saw it, making her smirk.

He pulled her hips closer to him, making them both sit cross-legged across from each other. He trailed his fingers along her jaw and down her neck. Hermione was one of the most talked girls amongst the guys of Hogwarts. She no longer had her beaver teeth or frizzy hair that stuck up. Her body had gone from a skinny twig to wonderful curves shaping her out, especially in the chest area. He didn't think it would be proper to take off their clothes given where they were at, so he just palmed her breast through her shirt. She let out a small gasp and he smiled when her face went red. He could barely fit a whole hand around her tit and gently squeezed, feeling his cock harden with anticipation. He moved his hand to her hair and grasped the back of it as he moved his lips to touch her neck.

She let out a small moan as he sucked, reminding him to place a silencing charm around the pair.

"Draco, don't leave any marks." She warned him. He lifted his mouth to her ear and gave it a small nip.

"You're so good with glamour charms, though." He whispered into her ear, feeling her cheeks move against him as she smiled.

"Okay, let's stand up now." He said, taking hold of both of her hands to pull her up along with him. "You can open your eyes, too."

She opened them to see his flushed face, red from the blood rushing everywhere. She blushed thinking of where a blood rush was probably happening. She took a hand to touch his warm cheek and moved it down to touch his chest; his heart was still beating as fast as hers.

Her hands moved to unbutton his pea coat. She undid them slowly and pulled it off of him. He had to grab it from her hands after she tried to fold it.

"We don't have time to be proper, it's an old coat anyways." He said as he threw it on the ground besides her jacket. She nodded, eyeing how well his t-shirt fit him. He gave her a smug smile and pulled her closer to him.

"Go on, I know you're dying to touch my smoking hot body." She scowled at him, but moved her hand to his chest. She felt his muscles underneath, probably from Quidditch. Her hand trailed down his abs to the edge of his jeans. She could feel him tense up, his hands were clenched at his sides and his jaw was locked.

Hermione looked into his eyes as she undid his belt and pants button. She brought down the zipper slowly, teasing him. She looked back down to see that his boxers were an emerald green.

"Wow, you really do love your House."

"Shut up." She cocked her head to the side and raised her eyebrow.

"Excuse me?"

"I meant, can you please refrain from giving me sassy comments about what color my undies are." He said, an amused expression on his face. She let out a small laugh and pulled his pants down until they were around his ankles. She looked at the hardened outline of his shaft under his boxers and that made her tingle all over again. He let out a soft gasp and she pulled the boxers over the pink tip of his cock.

"It's adorable."

"Pardon?"

"Your dick is really cute." She said, pulling down the rest of the boxers down, falling atop his pants.

"Dicks aren't supposed to be 'cute'" he said, but closed his mouth once she wrapped a hand around his shaft. He wanted to cum right then and there, as Hermione began to gently pump him. He tensed up and tried to stare away so he could last longer.

"Does this feel okay?" she asked, he could sense she was worried.

"Oh Merlin, it's perfect." He breathed out. He caught the triumphant look from her golden eyes and the smirk on her face, before he closed his eyes again. "Okay, sto-stop. I want to touch you now." He said, pushing her away gently.

Her face reddened once more as he let his fingers undo her own jeans. He placed a hand in between the material and her hot skin. His fingers felt the wetness of her folds. Once he found her clit, he began to rub it a bit. She let out a gasp and held on to his sleeves.

"How does this feel?"

"I-I can't describe it." She gasped out, looking at his face with a hunger. Her eyes flicked down to his lips and she immediately looked away. He let his finger slip even lower until he found her opening. He watched her mouth open wider as he pressed his finger into her.

"Were you sore after the library?" he asked, moving vividly around in her.

"Yes, but not much. I was pretty ahh-aroused that night." She said, smiling against his chest as he pleasured her.

"Oh damn, I want you to not be able to walk." She moaned in protest as he slipped the finger out of her. He pulled her pants off so they hit the floor. She stopped him once he tried to take off her peach colored panties.

"Can't we just move it to the side again?" he nodded, and made her switch sides with him so she was against the wall. "How is this going to work?"

"Turn around, it's the easiest way for us in case someone comes up here." He said, urging her to turn her back to him. She blushed as he made her bend forward, but all her worries went away once he started to finger her again.

"This is so much easier, I'm going to place another one inside." He warned, but all she did was nod and moan. Her fingers stretched against the wall next to her face. She felt as he pressed the two fingers into her and how the curled in her. He managed to get her g-spot and after a few more moments of him pumping the fingers in and out of her, he felt her clamp up around them in orgasm. He pulled out and felt extremely hard after hearing her exclaim in pleasure.

"Are you ready for the main course?" he asked, placing his cock at her entrance. She turned her head around to look at him with disbelief. He would never forget the face she gave once he thrust into her. The way her lips made an 'O' shape, or how her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

It made it all better knowing he was the one doing that to her.

He pushed deep inside of her, pulling her hips towards his own. He noticed what a great ass she had. He gave it a little smack before going even faster.

They managed to find a rhythm between them, pressing against each other. He moved down over her and grabbed her breasts in both of his hands, using them to pull her back. She moved her hips against his body in a way that drove him crazy. It was hard to keep control and he was about to lose it. Suddenly, the friction between them was far too much for him.

"Gra-granger, I'm gonna…"

"Cum, Draco." She breathed out, pressing herself against him, reaching behind her to grab his hair.

And he did. He let go and blew his load into her – moaning into her neck as he did so.

"Fuck, that was so good." He said, slipping out of her.

"Typical man, not letting the girl finish." She smirked as she faced him. The smirk disappeared once she was pushed into the wall. "What are you doing?"

"Just shut your big mouth, I'm not your typical guy. Oh, unless you want to moan my name, of course." He said, slipping his fingers inside of her once more. They looked each other in the eye as he worked to pleasure her. It took a few pumps before she orgasmed into his palm. She gave his cheek a quick little kiss.

"Okay, maybe that was a bit thoughtful of you. I'll disregard the fact that you told me to shut up twice though." She said, grabbing her wand and cleaning up their mess.

"Oh, I've been meaning to ask you. Are you on some sort of birth control or…?"

"Yes, or else my legs wouldn't have ended up around you a week ago. Smartest witch of my generation, remember?" she told him, pulling her pants up. He felt relieved as he finished buttoning up his own pants. "I'm on the potion. My mom insisted after she noticed boys staring at me during the summer. Had a little chat with Mrs. Weasley about it… It was so embarrassing."

Draco let out a snort and Hermione gave him a cold look, knowing exactly what he was thinking.

"Sorry, it's just… Ironic." He said, giving her one of his "innocent" smiles. She did have to agree with that.

"Okay, well, I'm going to go first. I don't know when we'll meet next." She said, zipping up her jacket. Draco finished with the last of his button, before he realized something.

"Well, we have prefect patrol next Wednesday."

"Oh, that's rig- No, that's a terrible idea. We have rounds to do, especially with everything that's been going on." She bit her lip, which he found highly attractive.

"Just don't think too much about it, I have a plan." He smiled at her.

"Fine, okay. Well… Bye." She muttered. She gave him an awkward wave and then walked away.

Draco let out a sigh and sat back down on the floor. He looked at his hand – the one he had used on Hermione – and let out a little smile.

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