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Draco and Hermione Shag, a Lot	By : VulgarAssassin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 33882 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Thank you for the reviews, it means a lot! Also content warning for choking, breathplay, daddy kink. Enjoy!
Hermione’s thighs shook, the muscles nearly aching as she came.
Her feet pressed down on the mattress, her hips tilting up letting Draco’s cock brush over her weakest spots again and again, prolonging her mind-numbing high.
“That’s it, good girl. Keep coming on daddy’s cock.”
Draco’s voice sounded like liquid honey to her ears, to her brain, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she kept coming. A prolonged moan falling from her lips as Draco fucked into her slow but powerfully. Her walls struggled so hard to milk him of cum, but it seemed like a failed prospect at that point.
Her mind was empty except for the thrums of pleasure and she barely heard her own voice mewling out daddy, daddy, until Draco pressed his hip against her own, bottoming out and leaning over her. He moved sweat-matted curls of hair out of her face before cupping her cheek, rubbing circles against the soft skin.
Although his hand was warm, her skin felt flushed and hotter. Sweat ran down her temples and beaded on her back, pressed against the sheets of the bed. Her chest raised with deep breaths as she calmed down from her orgasm and she saw Draco staring down at her with slate grey eyes.
Her cunt fluttered around his cock just from his gaze.
Fuck, she was completely lost for her daddy, would do anything for him.
Wanted to feel his cum pouring against her walls. Fuuuck.
“What’s wrong, baby girl?” Draco leaned moved his hand across her temple and forehead, wiping off her sweat and then placing gentle kisses across her forehead, then her cheeks, one on her nose, and gently brushing across her lips. The minute touch of him made her whimper out, craning her neck to try and get his tongue in her mouth, but he chuckled softly and denied her. Draco kissed her cheek once more and then murmured into her ear, with that husky, commanding voice of his. “Tell me why you made me stop. Don’t you want me to come inside of you? Stuff you full and have it drip out of you, baby?”
“Oh, fuck, yes I want that daddy, soo much,” Hermione panted from his words. Draco pressed his mouth against the column of her throat, nibbling on the bruises that were already there. It sent jolts of pain and pleasure down belly and straight to her cunt. Her hips shifted unconsciously, trying to get Draco’s unmoving cock deeper inside, and it made him huff a warm breath across the skin of her cheek.
Draco pushed off her slightly, so he could look down at her with questioning eyes, and Hermione almost whimpered at the loss of his body weight against her small frame.
She loved being held down by her daddy as he fucked into her slowly, grinding his cock into her and kissing her. Making love to her.
Draco’s hand gripped against her hip, with force to bruise, and she gasped as her eyes snapped up to his face, a frown marring his forehead now.
“Are you ignoring me, baby girl? Do you want me to punish you?” Draco’s voice lost the gentleness of before. Now it was dark and filled with a threat.
But it sounded like a sweet promise to her and Hermione slipped a hand down, pinching her thigh, because, fuck, if she didn’t want to see Draco throw her across her lap and tan her hide red.
No, focus, she needed to ask him, to tell him what she wanted.
“Daddy,” Hermione breathed softly, her hands moving to grasp one of Draco’s, bringing it to her face so she could place soft kisses against the palm. “I’m sorry daddy, I didn’t mean to stop you before you came…I just wanted…”
“Tell me,” Hermione almost moaned at the roughness in his tone.
She spread the fingers of his hand and slipped it over her slim neck, making sure his thumb was over one side of her pulse and his index and middle finger across the other.
Draco’s eyes were dark with lust already, but they widened at the action, his pink tongue peaking out to lick his hips. Hermione fluttered her lashes at him, giving him a wide innocent look.
Her voice came out airy and light, girlish. “Daddy won’t you—won’t you choke me? Please? Won’t you fuck me while you take my air from me? Please daddy?”
Draco took in a sharp breath, his eyes roving over her face, across his strong hand wrapped loosely around her neck.
They had done some light choking play before, with Draco’s hand squeezing against her neck as he fucked her from behind or holding her head down as he rutted her into the mattress. But this was different. She wanted to give him all control, to put her life in his hand. To reach an ultimate pleasure with her daddy stopping the flow of blood to her brain while he fucked her.
“Are you sure? You’re trembling baby girl,” Draco’s voice was concerned, his eyes tracking across her body. His hand stayed on her neck, however, his thumb stroking her skin gently.
Hermione bit her bottom lip, and Draco watched it for a moment before meeting her eyes. “It’s because I’m so excited, daddy.”
Draco closed his eyes, muttering fuck under his breath. When he opened them again, there was that sexy determination in it that Hermione adored about him.
“Place your hand on my shoulder. Tap twice for me to stop, or if your hand falls off, I stop, yeah?”
“Yes daddy.”
“And keep your eyes open the entire time, I need to watch you, make sure I know how you are. When I need to stop.”
“Yes.”
Draco shifted his position, the angle of his cock changing slightly and causing a shiver of delight as he finally reached a comfortable position to settle his hand on her neck, body hovering above her.
The pressure was light, but the impact of it was almost immediate. His fingers and thumb pressed against her carotid arteries on both sides, slowing the flow of her blood. A buzz of pleasure began in her neck, spreading up and over her skull and across her scalp, until it finally took root in her brain. It was indescribable, the mixture of light-headedness and giddiness superseding any other physical feeling. She could barely notice Draco’s cock grinding against her cunt.
Hermione focused her eyes on Draco’s. His blown-out pupils observed her keenly, making sure she was safe and protected as he cut off her blood supply.
Hermione could barely form thoughts, what with the weight of Draco’s hand on her neck and her pulse wooshing across her ears. The room slowly drifted out of focus along with her loss of oxygen until only her daddy was visible. Then Draco’s handsome face, his bright eyes, became fuzzy as her world slowly began to blur out. Hermione gripped tightly on Draco’s shoulder, making sure it wouldn’t slip off. She could take more, she needed to take more.
As Hermione began floating, her body crying out for blood to reach her brain, to have oxygen reach her most vital organ, a powerful thought coursed through her numb and addled mind.
Draco had her life in his hand.
Her daddy had her life in hand. And it was so fucking amazing.
The pressure on her neck lifted suddenly and she knew she was in the middle of an orgasm. Her cunt was quivering around Draco’s thick cock and his grunts were further proof.
Hermione barely tilted her head off the pillow, looking down at their groins, watching Draco slide in and out. Her cunt was wet from her previous orgasm, but now it was a total mess and his cock shined with her slick, wet squelches each time he pulled back and pressed in.
Oxygen was filling her brain rapidly and everything was too much. She came again so hard she started to sob and cry as her cunt pulsed incessantly around Draco’s cock, milking it again and again and again until his cock finally pulsed, coming inside of her.
Draco finally stilled, his heavy body pressing down on her, his cock not yet softened. Draco’s face pressed into her neck, his lips brushing against her skin as he murmured things she couldn’t quite make out.
“Daddy,” her voice came out wrecked and hoarse, and she almost smiled, because when Draco lifted his head up to look down at her, he was wrecked.
“Hermione, sweetheart, are you okay?”
“Yes, good, good,” she managed to warble out. Draco slid his cock from her cunt, moving next to her and cradling her body against his.
Her face pressed into his neck, inhaling the scent of him as he gently rubbed circles into her back.
“You did amazing, baby, are you sure everything is fine?”
Hermione placed wet kisses on Draco’s neck, her tongue lapping at the sweat. “Yeaaah, came sooo fucking hard, Draco.”
Draco breathed in slowly, holding her close and letting her lips run across his chin and neck. “That’s good. That’s very good.”
Hermione pulled back, looking up at Draco, his eyes warm and loving. The giddiness she felt in her chest almost matched the one that came from a lack of oxygen. “Can we do that again sometime?”
Draco leaned forward, placing a kiss on her sweat-slicked forehead before brushing his nose across the crown of her head. “If you’re a good girl for me.”
“Always daddy, always.”
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