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Fondu Au Noir	By : Wander_Lust Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 77870 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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I purposefully don't tell him when to come back. I like to imagine him fretting over when it would be good for him to come. I read while I wait. I can finally concentrate.At least, I try to. Like a perverse masochist, my mind conjures up image after image of him; memory after memory that I somehow seemed to have forgotten during all this, ones that made me look at him as a man and not a brother.
Cruel.
My whole body trembles and my throat tightens when I think about Harry. I know he's looking for me. Where is he? Who is he with? What face is he wearing right now?
So cruel!
If he was looking for me, I know just what he'd look like.
He'd look so desperate - wild, even - like he'd go mad if he couldn't find me. Also, he'd be cold, hard, predatory - dark fury emitting from him in waves that I dared to leave.
Always what is the right thing to do, that is Harry. Always so two sided, like an angel and a demon take turns whispering into his ears. One day the angel will whisper to him to act pure-hearted, good and righteous, the next he'd be obsessive and possessive; pinning me down and imprisoning me.
Which one is the real you, Harry? What do you really want?
All at once, popping sounds erupt all around me as one after another scrambling house elves appear in the room. They run grabbing my things and putting them in my bags, moving throughout the room like a small bunch of ants.
"Wha-?" Long bony fingers encase my wrist, insistently pulling on me to get out of my chair.
"Miss must hurry! Hurry! Master ordered to hurry! Master will be furious. Quickly miss! Quickly! Miss must come with Dobby!"
"Wait! Wait! What are you doing? What's going on?" I try to wiggle my hands out of his grip to no avail as the emaciated house elf pulls with all its might.
"Miss must come-!"
"Hermione!" I frown with confusion at the sound of Malfoy's call, raising my gaze to the fireplace just when Dobby's pulling makes me slide from the chair and hard onto the floor.
I hiss as pain shot up my knees from the impact just as Dobby's hands disappear. “Move it!" Malfoy bits out, thrusting his arm out and hitting the house elf away, making the fragile body fly and crash into a table. My eyes snap up appalled that Malfoy just threw the poor house elf with such brutality.
"Hermione-" his hands clamp down onto my shoulders, his face red. With anger and disgust I wrench myself away from him.
"Don't touch me! You just pushed Dobby! What is the matter with you? Look at him! He's hurt!" Malfoy's face turns sour, shaking his head dismissively.
"Who cares about a stupid house elf? We've got to go-" he rushes out, hands reaching for me again. I whip out my wand and point at him, infuriated.
"How dare you just say that! You've just hurt Dobby and you don't even care! How can you treat them like this?” I screech, mind thinking of the Dursley's as I march to the wide-eyed creature.
"No, Miss. Dobby is-"
"Hermione, look, we don't have time for this! You can yell at me later but we have to go!” I turn to glare at him, sparks spitting out from the tip of my wand.
"If you think I'd go anywhere with you-"
"He's here!" Malfoy bellows desperate and frantic. I stop dead at those words, barely registering the rest "with Dumbledore! We've got to go." He reaches for me again.
Harry's here.
I trail behind Malfoy as he pulls me frantically to the fireplace, shock quickly starting to fade as all the implications of what Harry being here means flood through me. My heart pumped slowly once... twice...
BOOM!
An explosion of energy bursts through me - like when I touched a wand for the first time, like when I cast my first spell. Triumphant. Blazing. Ferocious.
"HA!" Blood pounds through my ears, the corner of my lips curve up. Things around the room started to tremble as my emotions awakened like electricity in my veins.
I knew it! I knew it!
Malfoy flings his hand into the floo powder. I turn my eyes to the entrance just as the door blows off the hinges slamming into a table and statue, breaking them with a loud crash.
Malfoy leaps into the fireplace, dragging me along. Harry’s here. I turn in the green flames as our eyes clash, the force of the emotions and unspoken things pouring out from his to slam into me unmercifully.
A breathy laugh escapes my lips. Finally. Finally.
"HERMIONE!"
We swirl away, his roar echoing in my ears.
So Raw.
I gasp in a breath. It feel like I've been born again. I feel more alive than I had in months. I hadn't even realized until now just how dead inside I had been. My body trembles, senses overloading with excitement, still so absorbed in the moment it blocks out the surroundings. I clutch my shirt above my racing heart.
Uncontrollable. No restraint...
I knew it! He wants me. He wants me! hewantsmehewantsmehewantsme!
The monster inside me purrs with delight. I smile darkly, my unseeing eyes narrowing in thought.
I want to see him beg. I want him weeping with regret.
Behind Harry's eyes a flash of Ginny's moaning face stabs me with jealousy in my mind. It douses the excitement slightly with something more twisted.
I'll make him chase me till he goes mad.
His face from merely seconds ago consumes my mind. How those green eyes had been so wide and desperate when he first burst in. Such a delicious look. And then the way he had looked just before the flames took me. Such anger, such possession in his voice and face.
I moan, clenching my legs together; a new emotion rising. Pure arousal. Just one touch could make me orgasm, I just know it. The wetness has already soaked through my knickers.
I need to be touched. I need to be fucked.
"Hermione..."
Malfoy's voice snaps me back to reality. My eyes shoot over to him and finally realize my surroundings. We were in a room, all rich mahogany wood and grandiose furnishings, similar to the Malfoy hotel but less modern and more medieval.
I could care less about the decor though; there is no one else around, that's all that mattered.
Malfoy stares down at me, his hand still on my elbow. I lick my lips and make a decision. I cannot ignore the ache between my legs that had me wetter than ever. Can't ignore this need to be stimulated, the need to feel pleasure.
I straighten, my wand dropping to the floor as in one swift motion I pull my shirt off.
"What are you doing?" Malfoy askes with a frown on his face, his eyes, however, remained fixated on my movements as I shimmy out of my trousers and reach out to unfasten the hooks of my bra.
"Malfoy," I hear the breath he sucks in as I let my bra slide off and reach out to pull down my knickers."You don't get to ask questions." I reach out and grabbed his hand to bring it to my pussy.
I jolt at the touch with a gasp that Malfoy matches. Just a little pressure on my over sensitive clit makes my walls clench.
"Oh god, I need..." the rest of my words brake off as I try to reign myself in.
I gaze straight into his eyes as I maneuvere his fingers over my clit, and between my folds. I enjoyed the way his eyes widene as he feels for himself the slick wetness that proves how turned on I am.
"S-shit!" He hisses out with a stuttering breath, instantly feeling it himself. I could tell, however, that there is a certain reluctance. The knowledge that what caused such a reaction from me had come from Harry wages a war inside of him. I could see it at the hint of a frown downturning his lips.
I bring my face close to his, sliding a hand up his body to fist in his hair painfully. Our breaths mingle and his eyes darken and become transfixed as if I'd put a spell on him. It makes me want to smile.
"Put your fingers inside me." I order as gentle as if I'd placed a kiss on his trembling lips.
I let go of his hand as he starts breathing deeper, his cheeks stained red with his lust. His fingers part my folds and then finally slip inside me. I let out a small dark laugh as my head falls back and my eyes close. God it feels so good to be filled.
Slowly he pumps his fingers in and out, the only sounds the wet noises from him pleasuring me and our heavy breaths. I release his hair and bring my hands to my hard nipples as his free hand goes down to the curve of my hip to grip it tightly, his lips falling to place kisses and licks on my neck.
"I want you to go faster...harder." He groans into my neck and does as he's told. My own need has me lost. I lift my leg up and he curved his free arm to keep my leg raised. This angle allowed for better penetration. Feeling a deep tension building, my hips move faster and furious over his fingers.
"Merlin help me, your driving me mad Hermione." Draco gasps as I fuck myself using his fingers.
My eyes snap open as a pressure starts to form deep inside me. My heavy pants became labored breathes as I reached out my hands to grip onto his shoulders, my knees becoming too weak to hold me up.
I pictured Harry again and can't help the cry that escapes my lips. I feel almost surprised at how good it feels to have him fingering me.
"Damn! Hermione! I want to fuck you! Please! Please!" Malfoy begs as my walls convulse around his fingers.
My body spasmed as I come intensely. Heat flooded over thighs and by body buckles as my heart pounded insanely in my chest.
I open my eyes to find myself limp in Malfoy's lap, his cock in hand as he slid the tip over my wet pussy continuously with frantic need.
"Please let me put in. I'll go mad if I can't. Please." He keeps begging with a voice I've never heard from him before, his face still buried in my hair. I shiver, a thrill rushing through me and heating me up all over again. I lift my head from his shoulder and muster all my strength to lean back and look at him.
"You want to put your cock inside me?" I ask, teasingly slipping my hand down to him to position him against my entrance. He let out the most honest groan I've ever heard, his face bunching up into a pained expression almost like he was about to cry.
"Yes! God, yes!"
Something dark and lecherous over comes me as I looked at him. Savage even.
I like how powerful I feel having such devotion from him. It made me went to push him further just like what I wanted with Harry. How far could I go with the excuse that he needs to prove himself to me? With the excuse of guilt and hate?
Will you really listen and obey me completely?
Will you let me use you?
Is there a limit?
I've got to find out...How depraved can I be with you?
How much can I hurt Harry if I mess around with you?
"I know you can feel that I'm ready for you." Teasingly I press the tip of him into me. "I'm hot and wet so you'll slide in so easily."
Malfoy, lost in his own sensations keeps chanting something under his breath. I smile darkly.
"But I never told you, you could pull your cock out and start rubbing yourself on me, did I?" Malfoy stops breathing, his eyes snapping open to mine with horror as I gaze at him with cruel eyes but innocent smile.
"No, please-"
I lean over to get my wand and point it at him. A sound like a wounded animal eruptes from him making my smile widen.
"Don't worry Malfoy, I won't hurt you." I flick my wrist as he scrambles back thinking I hexed him. I can't help my laugh as he raises his incredulous eyes at me.
"Hermione-"
"I said I wouldn't hurt you, didn't I?" He gapes, now completely naked. "Besides clothes are just an unnecessary hindrance." I flick my wrist again making Draco lets out a startled shout as he levitates in the air.
"Bloody hell! Hermione, what are you doing?" I ignore him as I levitate him over to his massive bed.
"I think that it would be too nice of me if I just let you fuck me Malfoy." I start conversationally as I go to his bed, wand still in hand.
"Her-"
"Especially since its your father's fault that I was raped." Malfoy's mouth snaps shut as I point my wand at him again.
"What was your first time like, Malfoy?" Something flickers over his face— guilt? shame?— I don't let him answer. "Of course, it was nothing like what I suffered. You didn't feel like you were being brutally ripped in two and you probably didn't think you would die from suffocation because the person on top of you was so fat and gross and huge. Just even thinking about it for a second probably doesn't make you want to kill yourself, does it?"
There were no tears thinking about it this time. Just darkness. Insidious anger.
"You have no idea. None. I would rather be cruio'd over and over than have to go through that again." I squeeze my hand tight around my wand trying to control the trembling. A dark boiling vengeful monster threatens to take me. I could feel it forming from my heart.
"Have you ever experienced something so horrible that your own mind had to forget it? My mind purposefully suppressed it so I wouldn't go mad Malfoy, it was that bad! And yet you think with just a little begging you can just fuck me?"
"No. No, you don't get to fuck me that easily." With a swoosh I have Malfoy bound to his bed with a blindfold over his eyes.
"Fuck!" he lets out with shock, arms flexing and already pulling the binds around his wrist.
"Calm down. Like I said, I'm not going to hurt you Malfoy...I am going to take something from you though." I gaze around the room until my eyes landed on a vase. I accio'd it to me and close my eyes concentrating on transfiguring it to my mental image.
"What do you mean? What are you going to take?"
"Your first time." I answer distractedly.
"But you can't. I've already-"
I laugh as I climb up on the bed and step between his spread bound legs. Standing above him, I enjoy my position and Malfoy's vulnerability. I trail my eyes over him, and almost snort. He's still hard. I balance on one foot as I raise the other to lightly touch it down his shaft. His whole body jerks at the touch, cock twitching. He bites his lip probably to hold back a moan. Retracting my foot I flop down onto my knees to lean over him. His chest rises and falls rapidly as I reach out my hand and force my fingers into his mouth, getting them wet with his spit.
"Not that first time Malfoy." I whisper pulling my fingers away from his mouth and pressing them against his asshole.
"What the bloody fucking hell?!" He cries as his whole body jumping despite being confined.
"It's only fair Malfoy. Hammurabi's code, remember? A first for a first and since I can't do this to your father I'll have to do it to you."
"No. Nonononononono-"
"At least eventually you can feel pleasure. I'm being really kind. I'm not just going to stick it in you without preparing you first. I'm not exactly sure how it works but I know I can get you to like it."
"Hermione please don't do it." A shiver runs through me. I could never get tired of Malfoy begging me.
"You said I could use you Malfoy. You told me you could handle it. I already said that it doesn't have to be you." I harshly remind him.
"This is different!" I could hear it in his voice. This definitely is his limit.
How disappointing.
I gaze at him for a pause. He looks positively glorious bound, blinded and freaking out. For some reason I couldn't help but think he looked utterly suitable like this. His skin in the light looked beautiful, his hair shiny. Everything about him looked pure, like white snow. Yet the black bounds on his wrist, his little pink nipples and the way his body arched because of the restraints all painted a contrastingly sinful picture.
I reached out and touched his limp dick. The talk about shagging him up the ass obviously made him completely turned off. With my index finger I lightly touch the head of his cock watching his reactions fixedly. He jolts and a breath of air escapes him as if he had been holding his breath in fear. Nice.
I placed both hands on his thighs, and then used my fingernails to lightly graze his skin. Goosebumps immediately brake out on his skin as I continue further up his body, down his arms, over his neck. Soothing, circular motions with my fingernails all over.
Malfoy didn't speak, in fact, he bits his bottom lip again to keep from moaning, but the way his body moved into my touches proves he loves it. He reminds me of a cat purring as its owner scratches it just right.
The muscles in his stomach start to visibly convulse as I trail my fingers lower and lower. I like seeing how much he likes it. Light touches like this always feel the best. I remember Harry and I would do this for hours in the dead of the night, taking turns tickling each other till we fell asleep.
I trail my fingers dangerously close to his pelvis, staring in wonder at the way his cock twitches. Lowering my head, I bring my mouth down to his nipples and lick.
"Hermione," he gasps out as I finally bring my hand to lightly graze over his balls. "Please! You're torturing me."
God help me but his begging makes me so wet. Having him like this, pure and innocent-looking, completely at my mercy, bound and ready to be ruined. It stimulates something in me. I wonder if a women should feel like this. Men are the ones that are supposed to corrupt. Men are the ones that are supposed to lead women to sin.
Instead, I'm the one who wants to dirty him. I want him dependent on me.
Breathing hard I lower my mouth again as I watch his rapidly rising chest and his blind folded face, listening to his hitching breathing and desperate little pleads.
"Fuck, Hermione please! Take me in your mouth"
Shit.
My surroundings become fuzzy as my own arousal soars. His body arches as I move my tongue up his thighs my fingers trailing over his flesh. His cock arches up the closer my tongue gets to it. It's a truly magnificent sight to see. It makes me want to give into his request if only just a little.
I blow a bit on the tip of his shaft and enjoy the precum that leaks out. I lick that away quickly and Malfoy positively convulses.
"YES!" He bellowed in the most triumphant way, as if me sucking him off was equivalent to winning the house cup.
"Please, I want to see you doing it Hermione. Please let me watch.”
Ignoring him, I trail my hands over his thighs as I lick up his shaft then back down and further still to his balls. Malfoy begs me a few more times, writhing in pleasure as I suck on his balls and lick them all over still. By the time I make my way back up Malfoy is incapable of doing anything but moaning. I take him inside of my mouth and his whole body arches. I give a hard suck as I pull him in deeper and deeper until he hits the back of my throat. I take him even deeper still, sticking out my tongue and keeping a cool head against my throats demand to stop. Then concentrating on my breathing, I swallow around his dick.
Malfoy roars, cumming instantly. My eyes water at the onslaught and I'm forced to swallow around him again before I pull away. Were both gasping for breath but I recover faster than he does and while he's still coming down from the high I make my move. Grabbing my wand I perform a cleaning charm on his rectum making Malfoy cry out in surprise with a jolt.
"What the bloody hell was that?" he asks breathlessly. I ignore the question again.
"I really enjoyed sucking you off, Malfoy." I say partially to distract him partially because it was true. It surprised me how much I enjoyed doing it.
"Please don't do it Hermione. I'll give you anything you want just not that." I frown up at him though with the blindfold on he can't see. I toy with the idea of just ignoring him but something stops me.
"Fine, but that's the last time I'll ever compromise for you Malfoy. I'll leave if you ever make me do that again." I mean it too. The grip Malfoy hands have on his bonds loosens as he breathes out a sigh of relief. I huff and reach up to untie his blindfold so he could see my displeased expression.
"Did you hear me?" I order as he looks up at me, pale gray eyes digging in deep as he nods. He looks up at me with something like adoration which made me feel distinctly uncomfortable.
"Yes," I glare down at him as he reaches one bound hand out, as if to touch my face before its restrained. What is his problem? I get the distinct feeling I'm missing something as he gazes at me. It’s intense and I don't like it one bit.
"What?" I hiss at him. Malfoy looks away and I see him actually wipe that look off his face before he looks back at me. His eyes go first to my exposed chest, hovering just out of range and something dark and gleeful passes over his face, wiping the other look away completely.
"Fuck, Hermione, you've got..." he trailed off and I look down to find I've got his cum on my chest. I sit back onto my heels and use a finger to wipe at some of it. I look at him to find him watching me intensely. A wicked grin forms on my face knowing just what he wants. I suck on my finger and release it with an audible pop, laughing lightly at the deep groan he releases at my actions.
I wonder for a split second why I indulge him when he just disappointed me. I shake it off however as I'm distracted by his cock already almost erect.
"Doesn't take much to please you, does it Malfoy?" I ask teasingly.
"You have no idea how sexy that is, Hermione. I wish you would have let me watch you. I would have loved to see what you look like with a mouth filled with my cock."
"Well too bad, as punishment for earlier I'll blind fold you again if I decide I want your dick in my mouth." Unadulterated lust crosses his face at my words making me smile. Again I take my finger to wipe his cum and then I hold it out to him.
"Want to taste yourself?" I ask as if I were offering tea and biscuits. Malfoy frowns and turns his head away making me laugh.
"Ew."
"Close your mouth." I order lightly, watching him through lidded eyes. He does what I say with slight apprehension. Devilishly, I smear his cum over his lips making him wince in disgust and then, keeping my gaze on his, I lean over him and lick it all away, sucking his lips into my mouth. Immediately the disgust fades and a moan erupts from him.
"Why is that so erotic? That shouldn't be so fucking sexy."
I throw my head back and laugh, enjoying this complete power I have over him. When I look at him again, he has that look on his face that makes all my laughter fade. Looking away I lean back to take in his cock which his now considerably harder than before. I straddle it and Malfoy sucks in a sharp breath.
Slowly, I slide my folds down the length of his cock making us both gasp. I look at Malfoy as he stares back at me so intensely.
"Tell me, Malfoy," I start breathily, sliding myself over him in a crude imitation of fucking "do you react this way for anyone else?"
I don't know why I ask this question. I immediately regret it- it sounds too needy and vulnerable. Yet at the same time I wait for his answer.
"You know I don't, Hermione." his answer is immediate and serious. "You could do anything, you can...you can even do that to me. I take back what I said earlier."
I still over him and he swallows hard. I eye him for a minute and he meets my stare.
"Really? I ask, now sliding further down to finger lightly at his anus. Gritting his teeth he nods, completely resigned to my ministrations.
"And if I ruin you?" I ask not stopping but not going any further.
"You've already ruined me for life." He states it so matter-of-factly.
Swiftly, before he could even react, I sit up and then slam myself down, his cock sliding into me hard and fast. We both cry out. It hurts even though I'm wet. I sit with my hand braced on his chest waiting to adjust to him inside of me. His chest rises and falls rapidly and I can feel his heart hammering under my hand.
Sorry Harry, I think as I stare down at Malfoy's positively enraptured face. Experimentally I move, sliding myself up almost fully unsheathing him before slamming back down.
Malfoy's head flies back a groan leaving him as his hands clenched against his bounds.
"Wow," I breathe doing it again. I feel him so deeply inside of me. It's delicious. I feel beyond hot and full. I move and something inside of me makes my entire body clench in pure bliss, making Malfoy practically shout.
"Shit, you might break me, Hermione!" He gasps. I laugh unbidden. Bringing up my knees I'm practically squatting over him as I quicken my pace. I ride him furiously, the slapping of our skin and gasps so fucking sinful.
"Damndamndamn." Malfoy chants, looking positively pained as I work us both, my movement becomes frenzied as a pressure builds low in my stomach. Fasterfasterfaster
Abruptly, I stop again, making Malfoy's eyes snap to me, I sit back changing my position as I lean my hands back and brace myself from behind, siting over him now like a backward crab. It gives him a completely unobstructed view of his dick sliding in and out of my pussy.
I move again faster and he watches our joined hips fixedly.
"Fuck that's so...shit!" He doesn't finish, throwing his head back with a pained expression instead.
"You better not cum before I do Malfoy," I gasp out sounding beyond winded.
I see him nod and grit his teeth. I change positions back onto my knees, grinding myself furiously and his cock hits something inside of me and suddenly I'm screaming, pure pleasure vibrating through me as that pressure explodes. I'm almost vaulted off of Malfoy as his hips arch into me, cumming with a roar. I feel his hot cum shooting deep inside of me setting me off even more.
I come back to myself to find I'm sprawled over him, my face in the crook of his neck. His skin glistens with sweet and I follow the impulse to lick it. Malfoy's breath stutters. I stay there for a few moments, feeling languid and so damn relaxed. His arms flex and I'm reminded that he's bound uncomfortably. Sighing I sit up, ignoring the feelings of his eyes on me as I reach for my wand. With a flick his bounds vanish. I crawl off of him to sit beside him, watching as he rubs his flaring red wrists.
"Hermione," he starts, his voice careful. I feel the need to bolt but keep myself calm.
"Where is your bathroom, Malfoy?" I ask as I get up, my tone nonchalant. I hear Malfoy sigh.
"Dobby!" he calls and immediately that same house elf from earlier appears. I jump at the abruptness of the elf's arrival and am annoyed again as I remember the way Malfoy treated him earlier.
"Yes Master Draco?" the elf asks.
"Take Hermione to the bathroom and provide some clothing for her as well." He orders in that annoying snobbish way of his that sets my teeth on edge.
"Malfoy!" I hiss sharply, making Malfoy's whole demeanor change.
"But it's just a-" I glare at him fiercely cutting off the rest of his words before I turn to the house elf.
"Please and thank you, Dobby. I would really appreciate it." Dobby beams at me.
"Its Dobby honor Miss!" He said before he grabs my hand. We’re gone in a flash.
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