A/N Hermione's turn to make Draco's toes curl.
Hermione rose to her knees pushing him on his back and held his face in her hands, kissing his eyelids. When she pulled away his face was serene. She began kissing him as he had done to her. His face, to his neck, to his chest and so on. He surrendered to her as she straddled him on the bed. His eyes like lasers watched her every move. She covered his firm, pale chest with kisses and love bites. Her tongue tracing those horrible marks.
She really wasn't sure what to do, but doing what he did to her sounded right. She kissed and sucked, using her tongue to circle and gently bite the nipples. He moaned and grabbed her head as he nudged her further down. Could she really do this? The other girls said it drove the guy wild. Hermione grabbed his painfully erect cock and licked the head like a lolly. After circling it she closed her lips around it. It didn't taste bad, it didn't taste of anything, just a little salty and tart at first.
She pushed forward taking more in her mouth, sucking slightly. He moaned and held his breath. "Oh gods Hermione." Encouraged she continued to take him as deep as she could. Grasping the base to keep it steady, her hand brushed his sac and he moaned and raised his hips. She took it in her other hand, fondling it gently. She looked up to see his eyes glazed with pleasure. Watching her with lust and tenderness. His fingers carded through her hair, and she could tell he was fighting back his impulses. Nearing the edge, he pushed her back. "Stop Hermione. I don't want my first time with you to be like this." He pulled her up to lie beside him. "Do you trust me not to hurt you now? Please say you do."
Hermione didn't like to admit it but nodded. "Yes Draco. If you had wanted to hurt me like this you would have done it by now." He pulled her close to him and held her tight, kissing her forehead. "I'll never hurt you Hermione, never." He began another campaign of open mouth kisses and ardent caresses. Covering her body from her feet to her ears. Pausing to rub his nose once more in her sweet pussy. Licking and sucking on her most tender flesh. He could hear her breathing quicken. She was close again and he was more than ready.
He held her face between his hands as he lined himself up to her entrance. His appendage might have been only average in length, but he was taught how to use it well. She had spread her legs as far as she could and held his shoulders, knowing what came next. The head of his cock pushed into her and paused. He checked her face for signs of pain, but there was none. Again, he moved forward until he could feel her barrier. Again, she showed no trace of discomfort. Draco looked deeply into her eyes asking for permission. When she nodded, he captured her lips as he pushed all the way in and stopped. Hermione had the slightest whimper of pain, but it passed quickly. Draco's body screamed for release, but he refused to move until she was ready.
After a few moments her hands began to explore his body from his shoulders to his back. Down to his bum, grabbing both firm cheeks, squeezing then pulling up. He realized she was trying to pull him in deeper. He pushed his arms under her back and grabbed her shoulders giving him control over the depth of his penetration. Draco pulled back slowly and then when almost out he pushed in again. It was heaven. Her softness, the moist heat enveloping him, the friction of their joined bodies. It was everything he'd imagined and more. All the lonesome nights he spent wishing he were someone else so they could be together. His feelings overwhelmed him. "Oh Merlin Hermione. I love you."
Hermione moaned at the exquisite feeling of him filling her. His words registered, but she was too deep in sensation to stop and question him. As if he were filling her soul with pleasure. She didn't, couldn't know it would be like this. The stories she had heard didn't do it justice. As he began to move faster she was carried away on a wave of pleasure, her body tingling and pulsing. The sound of his heartbeat as she held his chest tight to her ear, both soothed and excited her. More, she only knew she wanted more. Her hands once again went to his bum to encourage him deeper "Harder Draco, faster! Please, make me yours." He complied gratefully. "GODS…, YES!" Over the edge of oblivion she tumbled.
Draco was riding a wave he had no power over. He surged forward against her again and again. The look on her face as she climaxed was a kind of beauty he would never forget. Hermione's body squeezing him, her words in his ears, he could no longer hold back. One last push and he came with a ferocity that frightened him. He seemed to pulse within her forever as time stopped. Draco nearly passed out from the bliss of it all as he collapsed on top of her. His body on sensory overload. The smell of her sweat and their juices mingled into a perfume he wanted to bottle and breathe in for eternity.
Hermione was trying to catch her breath with Draco draped over her, a dead weight. It felt good. It felt like they had become fused together as one. He stirred to pull himself off her, but she stopped him. She didn't want that feeling to disappear. Moving him instead to lay beside her as she turned into him. Draco still lodged within her, their bodies entwined like vines. His head on her shoulder, she looked at his exhausted face. He had an expression of pure serenity that only happens with realized joy. Her left arm was around his back cradling him, her right hand gently brushing though his hair. His arm encircled her waist as if he would never let her go. His nose nuzzling at her breast like a lazy infant.
He had done all this for her. Taken her gently. Given her such pleasure. Why? Her brain had left the building when her body decided to go explore the universe. But she needed to know. "Draco. Why?"
He was trying to calm himself as his hand toyed with her other breast. "You know for a smart girl, you sure can be dumb sometimes. That's not the right question Hermione. Go on, ask me what you really want to know."
She tried to look away, but he gently guided her face back to his. "This is no place for shyness or shame. Go on. Ask me." She struggled, unable to put her feelings into words. "I'll ask for you then. You want to know if I meant it." She nodded as she looked into his beautiful blue grey eyes. "I love you more than my life Hermione Granger, but I don't expect you to say it back. It's still too new for you. I will wait until you're ready. Even if you're never ready."
She smiled at the happy prospect of someone loving her so much, but still a bit sad that she couldn't return his love. At least, not yet.
Draco leaned up on his elbow to trace her face tenderly. She responded by snuggling into his hand. "We are two people who need each other in different ways Hermione. I need you to give me my sanity back, my humanity. I'm so empty. Everything I've ever known or believed in is wrong. My heritage was ripped away from me by the actions of that psychopath, spreading fear and evil and death. My own father… When I look at you I see beauty, kindness, bravery. With all you've been through you still have hope. I've seen too much, I've forgotten how to hope."
She kissed him sweetly. "I have enough hope for the both of us. You're right. I can't openly help Neville without drawing attention to him. We'll have to manage right where we are, except for one thing Draco. We need to find the last Horcrux, Ravenclaws diadem. Please Draco. Don't let Ron and Harry's deaths be in vain."
He sat up and she immediately felt the loss of his warmth. "It's an awful risk Hermione, but I think I have a way. I'll tell Severus. If it's at Hogwarts he can find it and destroy it. How did you kill the ones you found?"
He turned to her, and her eyes were full of fear. "Snape? Are you mad? You can't tell Snape. He'll go right to Riddle. They'll catch us and… "
He kissed her quickly. "No, no, no. Snape's on our side. He'd never turn us in voluntarily."
"What are you saying! He killed Dumbledor! We can't trust him."
"Hermione! Listen to me." He turned and took her hands. "Remember I told you he went to Dumbledor terrified because he had just told Riddle about the prophesy?" She shook her head looking bewildered. "I didn't tell you why he was terrified. It was because Riddle had decided to murder the Potters and he was trying to stop it. He was in love with Lilly Potter." He held up his hand to stop her before she started. "It's a long story. They were in school together. Anyway, He offered to be Dumbledor's spy in the death eater ranks and promised to do whatever he asked without question. He kept that promise Hermione. Dumbledor told Snape to kill him."