A/N sorry for taking so long to post, this was a hard chapter to write. Please let me know what you think!

Tuesday night rolled around and found Hermione and Malfoy at the pub as usual. Honestly Hermione was grateful that even though they had had a wonderful first date and a quick unplanned second date that ended in a lite snogging session, Tuesday night was still the same. She walked in, greeted Sean, grabbed her glass of wine and joined Malfoy at their table. The only outward sign that anything was different was that he seemed a bit more relaxed. As usual they inquired about their week thus far, their children and then got lost in a debate about a new law being passed by the Wizengamot. At 1030 Hermione got up to leave as usual and waited while Malfoy settled his tab before they walked outside together. Once they reached the apparition point in the nearby alley Malfoy asked "the muggle park near my office has a movie night Friday, would you care to join me for a picnic and movie?"

"I would love to."

The picnic had been simple but perfect. The movie (Night at the museum) had been cute but they were more focused on each other than the movie. Before it had started Malfoy had placed a cushioning charm on the nearby boulder then leaned back on it and Hermione had crawled between his outstretched legs to lean back on him. At first they both were rather stiff and while they were touching neither was relaxed. Soon his right hand had hers in it and he started rubbing gentle circles with his thumb on the back of her hand and his left rested on her shoulder. She relaxed against him and just as he was starting to drive her crazy with his little touches he reached for his wand and placed a muggle repelling charm and a notice-me-not charm over them. As soon as he dropped his wand his nose nuzzled against her neck seeking permission. She happily tilted her head to grant him access and honestly wasn't even embarrassed when a low moan escaped as he began his gentle assault on her neck. He paused a moment at her moan then wrapped his left arm around her waist and pulled her even closer to his chest. The movement caused the lite jumper she was wearing to ride up a bit and his hand was soon stroking side to side on her bare skin, causing yet another low moan to escape.

Thankfully the position they were in let Hermione know she wasn't the only one coming undone. She could feel his growing erection pushing into her lower back. As if his gentle nips and kisses weren't enough feeling his cock on her back was, soon her knickers were soaked and the heat pooling in her core was beginning to be too much. She needed relief. And soon, or she was going to pop the button on her jeans and take care of herself. Thats not what she wanted, she wanted the wizard behind her. Now.

Decision made she jumped up and turned around to face him. He groaned as she pulled away, his face instantly set in a pout. She reached down and pulled him up to stand in front of her. "Don't pout Malfoy, its unbecoming. I just think we should continue this in private, dont you agree?" He didn't answer he just waved his wand to pack up the remnants of their picnic and held her arm. She wasted no time apporiating them directly into her bedroom. He quickly dropped the picnic basket on the chair then grabbed Hermione and pulled her close, crashing their lips together. Unlike the last time they kissed this time it wasn't gentle. It was demanding and pure passion. Soon he had left her lips and was again sucking gently on her pulse point, causing her to moan with pleasure. It wasn't enough for her though, she needed more contact. She quickly began unbuttoning his shirt. Following her lead he pulled away from kissing her neck and pulled her shirt off of her. As soon as he dropped it his hands went directly to cup her breasts neading them softly earning yet another groan from the witch as his lips sinfully danced across her neck to her shoulder. He carried on for a few minutes just worshipping her neck before he placed a hand on the button to her jeans, "may I?" He asked pulling away to look her in the eyes. Hermione couldn't help the breathy quality her voice held, "gods, Draco. Please. "

He immediately popped the button and pulled the zipper down, then had her jeans off her and her laid on the bed in one swift move. "Witch, you can't say my name like that again, I won't last." He stood over her for a moment just looking at her. "Your stunning" he said after a moment. Hermione instantly felt self conscious. She had worn a long sleeve shirt so she hadn't covered any of her scars and now he could see every last one. Usually they didn't bother her, they were proof she had survived everything that had been thrown at her. But under his stare she couldn't help but think about every scar and every imperfection in her skin. "I can practically hear the cogs turning in your mind Granger, don't overthink this." He said misreading her reluctance. After she places her right arm over her chest in an attempt to cover the scar from Dolohov it registers with him. He crawls onto the bed next to her and gently pulled her arm away. "And don't ever try to cover yourself. You are absolutely perfect in every way. And I will prove it to you." He gently began kissing her shoulder where the scar started and slowly worked his way down until he had covered it completely with kisses then he moved onto the next scar. He continued and covered each scar, occasionally stopping to come back up to her and kiss her lips, all the while mumering just how beautiful she was. At first Hermione was uncomfortable to have him so closely inspecting her scars but soon she relaxed and began enjoying it. By the time he had worked his way to her arm she was completely over her self consciousness and just wanted him. Once he was done he looked up at her and she saw his pupils were blown wide with desire. His hands kept moving as if he was trying to commit her to memory when he hooked his fingers on her bra strap, "may I?"

She nodded and he vanished the black lace and immediately took a pebbled nipple into his mouth while his hand toyed with the other. Again she was moaning under his ministrations but his touches weren't enough, "more, please Malfoy I need more."

That was all the invitation Draco needed. He vanished his pants at the same time as her knickers. He leaned back and ran a hand against her core, he groaned as he realized just how wet she was. "You really are ready for me aren't you Granger?" He flicked his finger over her clit for just a moment then lined himself up slowly pushing his throbbing cock into her slick folds. He looked into her eyes as he filled her up inch by inch, setting a slow, agonizing pace as she adjusted to his size.

"Move please" Hermione said as she wrapped her legs around his waist and used them to pull him in closer, faster. He thrust faster and reached down to slowly circle her clit with his thumb. She was already so wound up that it took but a moment before her entire body began clenching and seizing around his cock as the orgaism ripped through her. Looking into his stormy grey eyes she called his name and that was all it took to pull him over the edge with her. After he was completely spent he gently pulled out of her and laid down beside her pulling her onto her side so she faced him.

Reaching out Draco ran his hand through her riotous curls then rested it upon her check, "that was..." he breathed

"Almost perfect." Hermione finished for him.

Startled he justified, "I told you I wouldn't last long if you said my name like that"

Hermione rested a finger over his lips to stop him, "thats not what I meant. I meant I didn't get to return the favor." In one swift movement she had rolled him onto his back and was straddling his hips. "Don't think I'm going to ignore the fact you left your shirt on."

Slowly she started at one of the many scars on his chest and began nipping, licking and kissing him. She had positioned herself so that she could feel his every reaction to each move she made and soon he was fully erect again. After she had covered every scar she could reach she put her hands on each side of his opened shirt and repeated his question, "may I? "

"Granger"
"Nope, in here use first names," she smirked down at him.

"Hermione, I don't think..." he turned his arm to keep the mark away from her, his body tensing under her.

"Good, you shouldn't be thinking. Now grant me permission." He nodded. She vanished his shirt and began at his right shoulder which had a long scar from shoulder to elbow. Once she was done with that arm she leaned back and reached for his left hand. "I dont want you to be uncomfortable around me, especially about this." She rotated his arm, the Mark facing up at her. She held his hand in one of hers then used the other to gently run her fingertips up the still dark tattoo while looking in his troubled eyes. "This is part of your past, but it isn't who you are." She leaned forward again this time studying the mark before gentle brushing her lips over the skull. He tried to shift underneath her but she was having none of that. She held her spot then ground her hips against him, pushing her slick folds against his now very hard erection. The movement caused both of them to moan.

"Witch, your going to be the death of me." He growled as he tried to push up into her for better contact. She smirked back at him and ground her hips again. "Thats it, sassy witch." He flipped her over so now he was on top and without warning slammed his cock into her tight, wet cunt. He set a brutal pace and didn't let up till they were both moaning their release, Malfoy says her name with a reverence she had never heard from him before. As they were both coming back down from their orgasimic highs he brushed her hair behind her ear and smirked, "Better?"

She laughed lightly, "Much." He kissed her gently then rolled to her side, pulling her close again. "Can you stay?" She whispered. She didn't want him to leave but she didn't want to come across as needy or demanding.

His arm tightened around her waist, "of course, but I will need to leave early. Scorpious would be upset if he woke up and I wasn't home."

"Good. I find morning sex is the best way to start the day."

"Merlin." He growled as they snuggled into each other even closer but pulled back when he came face to face with her now wild hair. "If I survive the night that is. I'm likely to suffocate on this mess you call hair."

"Prat" She pulled away for a moment to spell it into a knot on top of her head, "better?" She asked as she settled back into him.

He didn't reply just kissed her now exposed neck and sighed.