A House Divided | By : T-W-O Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 21376 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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“Hermione? I had a vial in my briefcase — have you seen it?”
Dressed once more, Draco stood by the desk collecting and packing work he’d finish at home this evening. Moving their trysts to the afternoon had been a masterstroke that reinvigorated their sex life now that Crux Abraxas Malfoy, their youngest, mostly slept through the night. Hermione definitely had more energy and more interest in love-making.
They’d outdone themselves after four months of medical celibacy. Baby Crux had tipped the scales at just under 14 pounds and left his mother a tad worse for wear after labor and delivery the old fashioned way. Armstrong forbade Draco from looking at his partner with anything other than chastity in mind until she’d thoroughly healed.
On their first scheduled “afternoon delight” date both broke the drought with a smorgasbord of sexual choices.
Good oral sex took dedication; great oral sex took patience and today Hermione had it in spades. The memory of his cock in her mouth with one hand stroking his shaft while she buried the other between her own legs to keep the natural lubrication coming turned Draco’s knees to putty. That his woman could suck a golf ball through a garden hose kept his sac happily expanding until it couldn’t hold a single additional seed. At that point his teasing little Gryffindor minx toyed with him, bringing the hand drenched in her own fluids up to slick it tantalizingly up and down his length just tight and fast enough to keep him on edge without release, maintaining that painful pleasure until Draco abandoned all pretense of control and begged her to let him come.
In revenge for her slow, calculated torture of his poor cock and balls, Draco flipped her on the transfigured bed, planted himself at its edge with his feet anchored to the floor, entered her from the rear and rode her like the Queen’s favorite thoroughbred in the Royal Ascot horse race. Doing it doggy style exploited those long arms and dextrous fingers that graced most Malfoy males: he wore her breasts and clit to a frazzle. That prominent flower of nerves in her secret garden hadn’t seen this much attention since their firstborn was conceived. Instead of keeping her on edge — as she’d done with him — Draco drew orgasm after orgasm from her, causing her to tighten around the rock-hard cock that was pile driving halfway up her cervix. The assault had her pleading for him to cease his attentions and to “please cum” — neither of which he did until he was good and damn ready.
When the ginormous climax shattered within her, it kept him humping and pumping Malfoy seed in her for six straight minutes and twitching with occasional add-on shots for another two.
Cradled in his protective and loving arms, they both kipped for over an hour before beginning their preparations to go home.
“What color is it?” she asked, buttoning her blouse as she approached the desk to help him search for the misplaced vial. Rising on her tip toes, the still petite witch stole a kiss from her partner.
“The vial was transparent but the content was purple, I’d say. I’ve got to find it; I promised Blaise and Pansy I’d brew a stronger fertility potion and deliver it tonight after work. Pansy’s getting desperate.”
“You said purple…”
Shuffling sounds came from Draco’s hands rifling through his briefcase in search of the missing potion.
“Yeah, why? You have something against purple potions?”
With an audible sigh of resignation, Hermione collapsed in a heap on the floor.
“I give up…”
“Witch, either help me or make some sense! I can’t figure out two mysteries at once.
“I drank it…”
“You drank what?”
Drawers flew open as Draco intensified his hunt for the missing product, missing Hermione’s point entirely.
“The potion… Pansy’s potion. I drank it…”
“WHY IN MERLIN’S BALLS WOULD YOU DO THAT!?”
“Don’t SHOUT at me, Draco Malfoy! I asked you where MY potion was and you said something about the ink container, so I drank the potion next to the ink container!”
“No-No-No! I said the potion was in the PINK container!”
Aware that once again an unintended consequence of their torrid sexual encounters had occurred, he folded himself to sit beside her and pulled her into his lap.
“I’m going to get pregnant again, aren’t I?”
“Afraid so…”
“Even using the charm?”
“Charms are no match for this batch of brew. We’re about to have five little Slytherins.”
“Or Gryffindors… Gods, Draco! Five children…”
Unsure of what to do for her after five mishaps, his lips met hers with tenderness and gratitude for another Malfoy to love.
“Lioness?…”
“Yes?…” she answered in a daze, lost in defeat. Dry-eyed, Hermione’s head rested on his shoulder.
“Marry me, please?” It was spoken as a request.“Do I have a choice?” she chuckled.
Half-hour later two patronuses informed Narcissa Malfoy that she’d be a grandmother again and that her prodigious planning skills were required for a wedding.
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