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His Calypso	By : SarahRae Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 4419 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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His Calypso

Draco was watching from his balcony at the Titans Paradise Hotel. It was a gorgeous resort for witches and wizards to escape to the warm water and breezes of the Caribbean.

That is why he had chosen to build it here- complete with his own privet apartments.

Despite the atmosphere he was restless, and lonely. The sun was setting and the beach fires were being lit and the steal drum band that came a few times a months were starting the sensual rhythm of the islands.

Soon the alcohol would be flowing and the inhibitions of his patrons lowering. There had been a few weddings here of couples who had met on the white sands at his nightly parties.

He looked out on the gathering crowd, all the faces blurring together, until her.

Draco watched as this witch walked along the shore by herself. Her white skirt skimmed over the waves, her hair was swept up, a few flowers bright against the dark curls.

He frowned when he saw a wizard walk up to her, but smiled when she genteelly dismissed him before she continued out to the wooden pier.

Draco was not sure when he started walking to the door, or when he made it to the beach, but suddenly he was standing in front of the pier watching the setting sun outline her curved figure.

“Is everything alright miss?” he asked about half way down the wooden walk way.

“Perfect, Mr. Malfoy.” She responded and Draco was shocked to hear his name, in a voice he was certain he knew.

“I am afraid I don’t know your name. ” He said hoping she would turn and look at him.

She teased his with a shadowed profile, “Oh but you do- ferret." She teased and his new that instant who this witch was.

“Granger.” He said and made his way to the end of the dock, and there were those amber eyes, lightly freckled nose and heart shaped face of his school rival.

“Nice to see you again too,” she smiled, she patted the wood plank next her “Take a seat, unless the owner will sack you for fraternizing with the guests. ” She teased and he smiled.

Something he did not do very often, or in earnest, these days.

“I think he will let it slide. ” He replied.

“You look awfully formal for the beach. ” She commented taking in his white button down and perfect grey and pinstriped slacks.

“You look just right. But nothing less for the brightest witch of our age.” He countered looking at her soft tan skin against the white linen of her dress.

It has been five years since he last saw the witch next to him. They had both been twenty years old and waiting in the ministry to see Minister Shacklebolt.

She was delivering news on her latest medical charms.

He was securing papers to buy the land for this hotel.

They had become tentative friends toward the end of the war, but they were never warm toward each other.

Yet Draco had always longed for one of her kind smiles or gentle touches he watched her share with her friends.

She was smiling at him now, “I do strive for excellence, in all things…” the open-ended statement had his mind diving into the gutter.

“So,” he cleared his throat “What brings you here?”

“You offered paradise and a privet get away, I was in need of both.” She smiled again but it held something dark and sensual.

“Well, if you will allow me I will give you a little peak at my own piece of paradise.” Not realizing how naughty that sounded until she turned towards him- her eyes sparkling.

“That is, I have a little place on the far side of the lagoon, it is beautiful and quiet.”

“Well lead on,” she took his offered arm and they walked down the beach.

**

A few hours later and it was if they had been friends their whole life. They were out on a large lounger set on the patio, the stars shown in the cloudless sky and the wine was sweet and chilled.

“Okay your first kiss and where?” she asked, the game of twenty questions getting sillier and more personal by the bottle.

“Where?” he wiggled his eyebrows

“Geographically?” she playfully smacked his arm.

“Okay, Daphne Greengrass behind a tapestry of the Lost Unicorn on the third floor. You?”

“Viktor Krum, behind green house 5”

“Little bit of an exhibitionist Granger?”

“Have a thing for unicorns Malfoy?” she teased. “Okay your turn.”

“Did you ever fancy me?” he asked his voice husky yet uncertain.

“Hmmm, that is a weighted question,” she pondered, slowly standing. He followed her movements with questioning storm colored eyes

“I will tell you, but….You need to catch me first.” She smiled before she tore down the steps and to the lagoon shore.

Draco was right on her heels, laughing as she giggled on their merry little chase.

“Come to me witch,” he commanded as she danced beyond his grasp, wiggling free like a mermaid from the fishermen’s nets.

“Come and claim me,” she teased. She ran to the water edge twirling in the shallow water.

“Are you Calypso come to tempt me?” he asked, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her back to rest against his chest.

“Do you wish to be made a god?” she groaned feeling is large hands move just beneath her breast, and his warm breath ghosting over her neck.

“No temptress, but you can call whatever gods you like while I pleasure you,” his lusty promise causing her to shiver in delight.

Hermione turned in his embracing, looking at those familiar eyes and blonde hair, feeling her body tingle and mind cloud over. Then his lips found hers, and she new she was lost to him.

She responded to the sweet play of lips before nipping at his full bottom lip. He growled and deepened his exploration of her delectable mouth.

She reached up on tiptoes to wrapped her arms around his neck, sinking her fingers in his soft locks.

Draco helped by lifting her thighs around his waist. She gasped as their bodies made full contact his hard planes fitting perfectly with her softer curves.

“Let me have you tonight, sea nymph.” It was less of a question but how could she deny herself or him the heat coursing through her.

“Yes,’ she whispered before kissing him soundly.

Draco walked them back to his secret hideaway, making quick work of the stairs and walking by memory to his large bed. The mattress hung from the rafters and draped in creamed netting.

Hermione was lowered onto the bed and huffed when he tore his mouth from hers.

“Patients my Siren,” he teased as he made quick work of his shirt and then blanketed his body over hers.

She welcomed him fully.

He took his time with undressing her, unwrapping the linen away from her enticing curves, then pulling away the nude scrap of lace that had hidden her pearl from him.

She was truly a goddess, resting with flowered and her hair and necklace of seashells and pearls around her neck.

“Beautiful.” He said before dropping little kisses down her chest, nuzzling the sweet smelling flesh.

“Draco,” she whispered running her nails down his well-defined chest and down to the fastenings of his trousers.

She quickly undid the buttons and zipper to find his arousal bear and ready for her.

“I should have known,” she chuckled wrapping her fist around him, making him hiss.

“Careful, I may have to ravage you,” he warned thrusting his cock into her small hand.

“Oh, if I do this?” she asked as her thumb swept over the weeping crown in quick circles.

“Wench,” he groaned before pining her down.

“Remember you asked for it,” he warned and shucked his remaining clothing away, longing to feel her naked body against his.

Ah, now that was a thing of glory, Hermione thought as she felt the warm weight of Draco upon her.

Her hands moved to caress his sides and up and down his back, stroking the planes of muscles there.

Draco was moving down to tease her breast, plumping the firm globe of flesh before taking the hard tip into his mouth.

She arched and grabbed his arse, kneading the pinch-able bottom and thrusting her hips forward.

He growled when the head of his diamond hard erection teased her hot, wet center.

“Merlin Hermione, you are a nymph,”

“Only in the right company,” she whispered before she kissed him and teased him more with a sway of her hips.

“Gods, I want to be in you,” he knew that sounded pathetic but that was all he could think about.

She wrapped her legs high on his waist and tilted her own needy body to his in welcome.

He inched in, kissing her soundly as he enjoyed the velvet heat that would have brought him to his knees if he were not already on them.

“Oh yes,” she moaned taking is lower lip between her teeth once he had fully claimed her.

“Perfection,” he agreed starting the slow dance of lovers, the ebb and flow mimicking the tides just beyond the door.

The pace quickened, Hermione matching Draco thrust for thrust, seeking their mutual pleasure.

Suddenly Hermione found herself nearly bent in half as Draco took control, driving into her hard and fast. The pressure of oncoming pleasure was so strong.

Then it crashed over her, and with a bliss induced moan slipped of the edge.

Draco could not believe the incredible site of her orgasm and soon followed, emptying into her for what seemed like hours.

When they had both gain enough sense back, Hermione turned to smile at the man wrapped around her.

“Yes,” she said tracing his jaw line with a painted nail.

“What?”

“I did fancy you back and school, and even beyond Hogwarts.”

His shocked expression made her chuckle.

“I came her because I figured out what was missing in me life, you are the first man to truly satisfy me.”

“Well that is damn good to know, and you are the only woman that has haunted my dreams for over a decade.” He confessed.

“Shall we make up for lost time?” she asked rubbing her nose along his.

“Indeed my Calypso,” he sealed his lips over hers once more.

A/N : I am working on my other fics but Draco demanded some one on one time and who am I to deny him?

hope you enjoyed,

Cheers~ Sarah
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