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CHAPTER THIRTEEN: FUSION

�What?� Hermione was momentarily confused, still panting and
trying to recover.

�On your knees,� clarified Draco, as if that explained
everything.

�But�� Hermione understood now, but was apprehensive. He had
never taken her from behind before. It wasn�t as if she was completely new to
sex, but she also was far from being used to it: she could count the times
they�d had sex on one hand, after all. Would it feel different this way?

�I think I liked you better when you couldn�t talk,� said
Draco half-mockingly, half-threateningly.

Hermione was hurt by the coldness in his voice. Had she done
something wrong? But she decided to ignore his jibe and persist. �But why?�

Draco growled impatiently. �Are you going to fight me every
step of the way, or are you going to trust me to give you what you want, like I
always do?�

Hermione swallowed, apprehensive. Why was he in such a
strange mood? But he was Malfoy, after all. You�d have to be mad to try to
parse him out. After looking at him warily for a moment, Hermione nodded and
began to turn away from him to do as he�d asked. However, he caught her wrist
in his strong hand and held her there for a moment.

�Are you going to behave?� he asked warningly.

Hermione paused, searching for a hint of his usual
playfulness in his face. She answered grudgingly, ��Yes.�

Draco did not relinquish his grip on her arm. �Yes, Draco,� he said firmly.

Hermione was frustrated and confused. �But you said you
didn�t want me to��

Draco rolled his eyes and moved his free hand to smack
Granger�s smooth ass once again.

The slight pain made Hermione gasp and suppress a groan. The
desire her orgasm had temporarily quenched was kindling again and she wanted
Malfoy to stop playing with her and just tell her what he wanted her to do so
she could finally have him inside her again.

�Sorry� Draco,� she said quietly, savoring the opportunity
to use the name that allowed her to feel close to him. It was pointless to try
to figure out why he suddenly wanted her to use it. And then she begun to
understood why that name always seemed to tumble from her lips when they were
alone together, and why he wouldn�t let her call him that where someone might
hear.

There was the obvious reason, of course: if someone heard
her use that name, they would know that something had changed between the two
of them. But it was more than that. Malfoy
was the boy who had tortured her with taunts and jibes, the Death Eater who had
tried to kill Dumbledore, the Slytherin who could not be seen with her in a
corridor or risk the ruination of his reputation.

But Draco� Draco
was the young man who had cornered her in a dark hallway months ago, not to
hurt her, but to claim her as his own. Draco was the lover who had been patient
and gentle with her because she had never done any of this before, even when he
could have simply taken what he wanted. Draco was her willing partner in a
relationship that they both ought to be ashamed of, but could not walk away
from.

�Draco�,� she repeated in a soft whisper when he did not
answer her apology. He simply sat at the edge of the bed, waiting. Ready to
obey, Hermione moved to crouch on her hands and knees, facing the headboard.
Her limbs trembled with her anticipation.

Draco ran one hand admiringly over each cheek of her ass,
longing to be inside her but forcing himself to savor her. After tonight, it
could be a while. It was almost the Holidays. Even if she stayed at school,
there was no way he could leave his mother alone at Christmas. Six days had
been difficult enough. Could he really wait until January?

He positioned himself behind her on his knees, and slid one
hand up her body to caress each of her breasts in turn, smirking as she
shivered reflexively.

�Tell me what you want,� Draco said darkly, determined to
bring something new out tonight. They had long established that she liked dirty
words, but it was high time she learned to join in the play.

What? Hermione shook her head almost imperceptibly once she
realized what he was asking. There was no way she could say those things.
Certainly, she could tell him how good it felt or cry his name in the throes of
passion, but to actually describe� Just the thought made her cheeks burn with
embarrassment.

�I see that little prim and proper blush of yours, Granger,�
said Draco scoldingly. �You can�t pretend to be a lady around me.�

Hermione hid her face in the pillow, but she felt warm all
over in reaction to the tone of Malfoy�s voice. She could feel him move to her
side, but didn�t know what to do. Of course she knew what she wanted. She
wanted him to fuck her. She wanted his cock inside her like his fingers had
been. But she would never be able to say those things out loud! It was stupid
that she couldn�t, but for some reason, even when they were naked on her bed and
he had just made her come, she just didn�t think she could say those words.

�Hermione�� he whispered hotly into her ear and her name
sounded like a dirty word itself when it came from his lips. Damn that
irresistible voice. She swore he could make her wet by saying even the most
innocent word in that tone. But she still couldn�t answer.

Draco lay on the bed next to her casually as she remained on
her hands and knees with her face hidden. �Tell me what you want,� he repeated.
�I�ve got all night, and I can�t imagine it�s very comfortable to hold that
pose for very long.�

Hermione lifted her head and glared at him for a second
before hiding her face again. Cocky bastard. Damn, her arms were beginning to
get uncomfortable.

Draco ignored her stubbornness. �Fine. But I�m not leaving
until you tell me. Wouldn�t want one of your little friends to find me here
tomorrow morning, would you?�

That thought was chilling, though Hermione knew that Malfoy
was probably bluffing. He would be in far more trouble than she would if he
were caught in Gryffindor Tower. She still refused to answer him. Maybe if she
held out, he�d get frustrated and give in.

If she thought her patience could outlast his, she was
sorely mistaken. He had come here a day early because he had been dying to be
with her, but now that she was naked before him, he could control himself if it
meant getting her to try something new. He stroked his warm palm slowly down
her side, then down across her stomach and back up to pet the warm expanse of
her back, carefully avoiding her breasts. By the time his hand slid to her neck
she was facing him with eyes half closed, breathing heavily.

�No one will hear but me,� he coaxed reasonably as he slid
his thumb along her jaw.

It wasn�t fair. Why was he able to affect her so much by
doing so little? But his hand was warm and his seemingly innocent touches
reminded her of all of the other times he had touched her and she wanted him so
badly she was having a hard time remembering why she was resisting.

�Okay,� she said as his finger slid over the edge of her
ear.

��Okay,� what?� Draco asked with eyebrow raised.

�Okay, Draco?�
With an innocent smile.

Draco snorted. �Cute.�

�All right, all right,� relented Hermione as she rolled onto
her back, unable to support herself any longer. It was going to take her a
while to get the words out anyway. �Ask me again.�

Draco rolled his eyes, but moved so that he was lying
against her side and asked lowly, �What do you want?�

Hermione swallowed. �I� I want you.�

�Not good enough.� Draco traced his finger in circles around
her bellybutton.

�I want you� inside me.� Hermione blushed furiously. She was
humiliated by her inability to articulate what he wanted to hear. They were
only words, after all!

�What part of me?� His fingers stroked her inner thighs
lazily.

Well now he was just trying to torture her! Hermione
suppressed the urge to complain and swallowed nervously again, trying to get
her mouth to shape the sound. �Your� cock.� Her voice was quiet on the last
word, but she was relieved that she didn�t stutter.

Draco smirked, cupping one of her breasts as a small reward
and encouragement. �And where does my cock go?�

Hermione faltered. �In� Inside me.�

�Where?� Draco
growled and nipped her shoulder. She was fighting him, but she was also
enjoying this, he could tell. If he slid his hand down to touch her, he was
sure she�d be more than wet enough for him to give her what she wanted.

�In�� Hermione flinched and admonished herself mentally
before determinedly stating: �In my pussy.� What a strange word.

Draco chuckled and slid his hand down her stomach to rest on
the neat brown curls that hid the aforementioned body part. �And what do we
call that,� he asked patronizingly, �when my cock is in your pussy?�

Hermione squirmed and tried to buck her hips so that he was
touching her clit, but he moved his hand away. Please, Draco. You know what I want. Just fuck me!

�Tell me,� he said, resolute. �Tell me what you want, and
I�ll give it to you.�

��Anything?� Hermione asked after hesitating a moment,
almost intimidated by the thought of what she could ask him for. He was always
in control when it came to sex. He always made sure she was more than
satisfied, and she had no real desire to upset the balance of power, but it
might be fun to be able to ask him for things� if she had the courage.

�Anything,� Draco affirmed, before mentally adding, within reason. At this point, she wouldn�t
have the courage or the imagination to ask for anything Draco wouldn�t be more
than happy to give her.

Hermione took a deep breath and looked into Malfoy�s steely
eyes, determined not to be embarrassed. �I want you to fuck me.�

Draco�s smile was devious and triumphant. �Then get on your
knees.�

Hermione was ready now. She�d had no idea that saying those
things would affect her, but now that she�d forced herself to say them, she
felt a thrill of confidence surge through her. She got up on her hands and
knees again and shivered when Mal�Draco kneeled behind her and placed his hands
on her hips.

�Good girl,� Draco said as he caressed the right cheek of
her ass. �Now tell me again.�

Hermione swallowed, but steeled herself, saying quietly, �I
want you to fuck me.�

Draco smirked and slid his fingers between the lips of her
pussy, ignoring her gasp of surprise as he gathered up some of her wetness. He
suppressed a groan as he slid his hand over his own length, hoping to ease his
entry.

�Again,� he demanded.

Hermione whimpered in frustration, but knew she had to obey
to get what she wanted. Plus, she had to admit that being ordered around by him
was exciting in a way.

�Please fuck me,� she gasped out, wiggling her hips in an
effort to tempt him.

�Please, huh?�
Draco let his middle finger slide into her teasingly, stealing more of her
wetness to make himself slick enough to take her. �Well, in that case� say it
again.�

Hermione was so desperate she was starting to get annoyed.
Why was he doing this? Hadn�t she told him exactly what he wanted to hear?
Hadn�t it been the truth? He had promised he would give her what she wanted.
What was he waiting for? She couldn�t take much more. She craned her neck so
that she could turn and look at him. Why did he always have to be so gorgeous?
He was stroking his cock slowly and she could smell her own arousal that he was
using to ready himself. The fringe of his now-dry hair was falling in his face,
but his eyes locked with hers.

�Please fuck me, Draco,� she practically begged, her voice
low with need. �I need you. Please don�t make me wait anymore. Please fuck me,
Dra��

Draco cut off her intoxicating plea as he gripped her hips
and claimed her with no small measure of force. His entire body rejoiced at
finally being inside her, and the gasp of pleasure and surprise that escaped
her lips as he entered her was music to his ears.

Hermione forgot to breathe for a moment as her hips were
pulled back against his and she immediately understood the difference between
their usual position and this one. It felt like he was deeper, and there was
this spot�. She tried to calm her breathing and relax, knowing she was going to
have to prepare herself for more of that.

Draco paused for a moment and closed his eyes. Definitely
worth the wait. He pulled out of her inviting warmth slightly before thrusting
back in. He was rewarded with a grunt of pleasure that Granger had obviously
not expected herself to emit.

She had missed him being inside her so much, and this new
position felt absolutely incredible. Every time he thrust into her, her legs
quaked and strange, animal noises were torn from her mouth against her will.

She felt even better than he remembered, and he never wanted
to leave. He gripped the cheeks of her ass and pulled her back against him with
every thrust, until she began pushing back against him, matching his rhythm.
Her moans, grunts, and gasps filled the room and urged him to move within her,
faster, deeper.

�I love the sounds you make, Granger,� Draco growled in a
voice that was harsh with lust.

Hermione groaned at the sound of his voice and rocked her
hips back into his, wanting to drown in the sound of his voice and the feel and
the smell of their passion.

�Is this what you wanted?� He breathed the question along
her back as he bent over her.

She couldn�t speak. It would break the spell. She nodded
incoherently, focusing all of her attention on the rhythm of their movement and
the jolt of pleasure she felt within her with each thrust. And then she felt
another jolt, and heard a different sound, as his hand slapped down on the
right side of her ass. She moaned involuntarily.

�Naughty girl,� Draco chided, running his palm over the
offended flesh to sooth it. �Answer me: is this what you wanted?�

Hermione swallowed as her body continued to unconsciously
move in time with his. It was pointless to resist him. �Yes, Draco� this is
what I wanted.�

�Good girl,� Draco said with a satisfied smirk as he shoved
into her roughly for emphasis. He was rewarded with a groan of ecstasy from
those irresistible lips.

�What else do you want, love?� His voice was a low rumble,
so intoxicating that Hermione didn�t care about that term of endearment that
mocked her. He was fucking her, and it felt so good that she didn�t care about
how that was different from making love. �Tell me, and I�ll give it to you.�

She knew what she wanted. That part of her was jealously
screaming for attention even as the rest of her body was practically singing
with pleasure. At this angle, perhaps he could reach�

�I want you to touch me,� she said with a voice that was
laden with need, and it almost made Draco shiver.

�Where?� he asked innocently, though they both knew that he
knew exactly where.

�My�� Hermione panted, nearly overwhelmed by sensation but
still needing to get over her embarrassment. �My clit. Please.�

She was so sweet about it that he couldn�t taunt her
anymore, and obligingly slipped his right arm around her waist. As his hand
found her clit, he was careful to maintain their rhythm, his fingers stroking
her in time with the movement of his hips.

Hermione gasped and her thighs quivered as his fingers
stroked her firmly. He held her at the edge of the line between being taken
over by pleasure, and being overwhelmed by it. She knew it wouldn�t take her
long to come if he kept that up. This was it. She had told him what she wanted,
and he had given it to her. This was a game she could get used to. The only
other thing she wanted, she wasn�t sure he could give, and it would have been
unfair to ask. This was enough right now.

He thrust and stroked with increasing vigor and Draco
wondered why he hadn�t tried this with her before. Now he was going to have
this incredible sex and then be deprived of it for weeks after he�d just gotten
a taste. Life was cruel sometimes.

He forgot all about that, however, when the girl beneath him
began to clench around his cock and the friction between them decreased
slightly. She was going to come. He increased the speed of his finger on her
clit and continued to thrust into her roughly, bending over her so that his
mouth was as close to her ear as possible.

�Don�t you dare hold back!�

She wouldn�t. She would do whatever he wanted her to do. Her
body was clutching around him and his fingers were slick on her clit and she
didn�t care how he felt about her as long as he wanted to make her feel as good
as she was feeling in that moment. Even that command made her feel wanted and
sexy and it was only a moment before he had sent her over the edge.

She grasped the sheets beneath her hands and gasped and
screamed and moaned as she clamped around his cock. She lost the control to
keep moving against him and he took over, gently moving in and out of her pussy
as it tried to hold him within her. �Draco!�

After a moment, he removed his hand from her clit, knowing
that it was too much for her, and continued to move slowly enough to allow her
to ride out her orgasm but still deliberately enough to give himself some
pleasure. She felt amazing coming around him, and now he really, really wanted
to join her in that contented post-orgasmic state he could already sense was
washing over her. It wouldn�t take long. Where was his wand?

�Fuck!�

�Nn� yeah�� Hermione muttered as she savored the feeling of
him gently moving inside her.

Draco grumbled. �No, I forgot the bloody spell!�

�Oh�� Hermione shifted, trying to regain feeling in her
arms. What was he talking about? It was hard to pay attention with him still
rocking against her.

�Shit, I can�t reach my wand,� Draco cursed, really hating
the idea of having to pause this to get it. Only this girl could ever make him
forget about that spell. There was nothing for it, he�d have to take a moment
to find it. �Hang on.�

�Don�t worry about it,� Hermione said once she figured out
what he was talking about.� She craned her
neck to look at him and pressed her hips back into his insistently, urging him
not to stop.

�What? You�re mental.� There was no way she was serious. Draco
hadn�t pegged Granger as the type to tempt fate when the stakes were this high.

�It�s fine. I take a pill for that,� Hermione gasped, trying
to keep her voice clear as her eyes rolled shut again. Malfoy wasn�t moving as
earnestly because he was distracted, but she continued to move her hips back
against his wantonly so that he continued to slide in and out of her with a
roughness that had her panting for more. How was she supposed to try to explain
a contraceptive pill at a time like this?

�A pill?� Like muggle medicine? She had to be joking.

�I�ll explain later, just don�t stop!� It felt so good, she didn�t
want him to stop until he had come too. She wanted to feel that completion.

Draco was very suspicious, but he was pretty certain that
Granger wouldn�t play around with something like this. �Fine, but if this leads
to a Draco Junior I take no responsibility.�

Hermione glared at him over her shoulder. �If I had my wand
I would�ve hexed you by now.�

�If you had your wand I would�ve used it to cast the bloody
contraceptive charm by now!� Draco retorted.

Hermione was exasperated. �Please, just don�t stop.�

How could he resist her when she was begging for him to keep
fucking her? There was no point. He wanted to come inside her so badly. �Well,
when you put it that way��

He grabbed her hips roughly and Hermione groaned, a smile
gracing her lips as she allowed herself to rest her head on the pillow and give
her arms a break. It was her turn to listen to the sounds of ecstasy that
escaped his lips as he thrust into her over and over. She cherished the feeling
of power that came with knowing how much he wanted her. She was certain she
wasn�t just another witch to him. If she were, why would he go so far out of
his way to be with her?

Draco fought with himself as he struggled to maintain the
sounds that were escaping him. He didn�t want to say her name. He had already
made it far too obvious that he couldn�t stay away from her. He wasn�t going to
use that name unless he wanted something from her. Everything felt incredible.
He had missed that pussy more than he thought. But he wasn�t going to give her
that satisfaction.

She intentionally tightened up around him and he groaned.
Wicked girl. Where did she learn to play so well? Ah, but of course. She had a
good teacher. He thought of all the things he had made her say that night, and
he increased his pace, listening to her whimper and sigh in pleasure, and it
was more than enough. With a final thrust, he pulled her hips flush against his
and came inside her, biting his lip so that he wouldn�t cry out anything. He
could have told her he loved her when she pushed back against him to get him as
deep as possible as he came. Such a quick learner�.

Hermione hadn�t expected him to say anything. It hurt a bit,
but that just wasn�t what their relationship was like. It would be unfair to
expect that of him. And she still felt contented, almost happy. He had come to
her, and they had given each other what they wanted. What they needed. Maybe it
was fine to have that even without love. Whatever they had, it felt good. Why
argue?

�Now wasn�t that fun?� asked Draco conversationally as he
lay on his back next to her, letting the cool air dry his sweat as his
breathing calmed.� He felt a thousand
times better than he had an hour previous. Who knew that depriving himself of
sex would put him in a fouler mood than usual?

Hermione smiled at him and nodded as she moved to lie next
to him, stretching her stiff leg muscles with a wince. Everything was sore, but
she felt so satisfied. Had it only been a week since the last time she�d been
with him? Christmas was going to be a nightmare! She supposed she had better
get used to managing her passions by herself again for a little while.

�Now explain to me this �pill� thing so I can start planning
how I�m going to abandon my bastard child.�

Hermione laughed and rolled her eyes, delighted when he
grinned back at her. It felt so good to be there with him, completely exhausted
from the best sexual experience she�d ever had, seeing him return her smile.
Maybe it was just the orgasm, but she felt truly comfortable with him then, and
could not muster the strength to be irritated at his protestations as she
calmly explained the way muggle birth control worked.

*****

He was there when she fell asleep. He lay beside her (but
not too close�not close enough to touch because it wouldn�t be that kind of touch) and stared at the
canopy of her four-poster in silence after she had become too tired to continue
the conversation. Why hadn�t he just left then? She had known from the moment
he climbed through the window that he wouldn�t stay. But she hadn�t questioned
him, because part of her had hoped that he would be there when she woke up. She
had listened to his breathing as she slipped into unconsciousness, savoring
this rare opportunity to pretend that they had a real relationship.

She had awoken sore but satisfied and he was gone. His
clothes weren�t by the fire and there wasn�t even a puddle on the floor from
the rain he had brought in. But she knew he�d find her when he wanted her. And
he always seemed to want her.

He was gone, but he�d be back. It wasn�t a real
relationship. It wasn�t even a perfect arrangement. But he�d been there, in her
room, and she was warmed by the memory. Every muscle in her body ached and her
sheets smelled of sex and that spicy cleanness and the rain.

*****

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed the chapter! Sorry it took so
long, and sorry I left you with a cliffhanger last time. I apologize in advance
if it takes me a few weeks to get chapter fourteen up, because NaNoWriMo does
have to come first until the end of November. But thank you all for your
amazing feedback and encouragement so far! Special thanks to my wonderful beta,
Twist-Shimmy, for helping me get this out quickly. And for being moral support
since NaNoWriMo is devouring both our souls.

PotterEntourage�Wow! High praise indeed! :D (With regard to
your first comment, hehe). As to your second comment, thanks! I�m kind of in
love with him. What have I done?!

passionlotus420�Thanks! Sorry about the cliffhanger, and I hope
you liked chapter thirteen!

kazfeist�Ron might do something, or who knows? I�m not sure
even I know. But they�re going somewhere, it seems. Hopefully you�re enjoying
that progression :).

ilke�I�m sorry! It�s not my fault the smut got too long! Do
you forgive me now that you�ve read chapter thirteen? Glad you like Draco�s
character progression. It makes me pretty happy.

scartletwitchextreme�Wow! It�s like a reviewgasm! Thanks so
much for taking the time to give me all that feedback! Let me see if I can try
to do it justice. I am so glad you�re loving the story so far. Pacing is
something I worry a lot about, so thank you for addressing that. I was
conflicted about her seeing him that evening in chapter eight, but I wanted to
stress how far gone she is: that it�s hard for her to resist even when she�s
angry. That first sex scene between them was so hard to do right, so I�m glad
you thought it was well done. I was so nervous about the interaction between
them and how Draco should act so as not to scare her off but still be himself,
and how nervous Hermione would be. I love his ego as well. I think that�s what
makes Draco Draco. Hope you are certain now that my Ginny will not ruin things
for Hermione, but will be a good and supportive friend. I have to give my
wonderful beta, Twist-Shimmy, for the line �Make me come, you son of a bitch!�
It was all her doing. It was a lot of fun to really get into Draco�s head for
once there, and I hope I stayed in character for him. Oh yes, he is an
egotistical prat. But like I said, Draco is all about the ego. Thanks again so
much for taking the time to give me all that feedback! You have no idea how
much I appreciate it. And I hope you liked chapter thirteen, too!
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