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Sexual Expression	By : Dazzlious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 41140 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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The following week’s lesson turned into a class-long discussion on erogenous zones with the remaining members of the once more diminished group. Hermione was sure that those who had abstained the week before were the ones who hadn’t come back — certainly the two students Lyn had questioned weren’t there, although they would have been safe this week since there was no time for a practical.
The class began with an in-depth consideration of the erogenous zones on a man, something Hermione had found incredibly interesting. Although she had been aware of the obvious, like the penis and perineum, she had been less aware of areas like the scalp, the back of the knee, and the inside of the elbow. Although she wasn’t sure when she would get the chance to try the techniques she had been taught, she filed it away for possible later use.
The talk then turned to the female erogenous zones, and once again Hermione learnt something new. For starters, she now understood why Malfoy whispering so seductively in her ear had left her shaking. He was obviously well aware of the effect he had caused. In fact, she turned to glance at him in his now usual place next to her and he smiled wickedly, his eyebrows rising. With the many more erogenous zones on a woman to cover the time soon went, and as they packed away their things Lyn informed them that the following week would be a reminder on erogenous zones followed by a practical on the subject.
Hermione waited tensely for Draco to accost her and make some crass remark, but it seemed this week he had nothing to say, staying seated when she walked towards the door. She exited the room hurriedly and headed down the corridor before he had a chance to change his mind.

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And so on to the following week, when the group seemed smaller still. Hermione did a quick head count and realised the numbers were evening up; there were a nearly equal number of male and female students now. She wondered whether Lyn was purposely causing this with her carefully directed comments. Did it mean that in the future they would be pairing up? At the realisation of this possibility, Hermione began looking at the remaining males in the room to decide which one she would be likely to choose as a partner if that were to happen. There was no way she was getting stuck with Malfoy.
After half the lesson had been dedicated to the revision on erogenous zones, it was time for the practical. Hermione had thoughtfully brought a skirt to change into as she didn’t relish the idea of removing her trousers so someone could touch her inner thighs. If she was honest, she didn’t actually like the idea of somebody she didn’t know doing that anyway, but of course, as a main erogenous area, it was bound to come up.
‘I want you to work with others for this,’ Lyn said. ‘Pairs or groups, the choice is yours. The only rule is no touching of genitals. Other than that, feel free to go at it. See how those erogenous zones work. I expect you all to give and receive plenty of pleasure before the end of the class.’
Hermione instantly turned away from Malfoy as she had a feeling he would seek her out. It would be just his style to attempt to really embarrass her by becoming her partner. She smiled shyly at the man next to her, who reminded her somewhat of Neville.
‘Hi, I’m Chris,’ he said, holding out his hand as he returned the smile.
‘I’m Hermione,’ she said. She heard a small growl of annoyance from Malfoy and turned to see him conversing with a girl who had come from the other side of the room to talk to him.
‘Do you want to be my partner?’ Chris asked.
‘If you like,’ Hermione replied nervously. ‘I think it’s a bit weird, though, us touching without knowing anything about each other.’
Chris nodded in agreement. ‘How about we take it in turns to touch a zone, and while we’re being touched we have to tell each other all about ourselves.’
‘That sounds good,’ Hermione replied, trying to relax. She relaxed more when she saw Draco leading the girl over to a group that had formed towards the front of the class.
‘Would you prefer to join the group?’ Chris asked, following her gaze.
‘Not really,’ Hermione admitted. ‘It’s hard enough with just two of us.’
‘I know exactly what you mean,’ Chris said.
He pulled his beanbag over beside hers and they began to touch. He went first as women had more zones. His finger trailed over her throat as he bent to plant small kisses on it.
‘Mmm, that feels good,’ Hermione said.
‘So . . . tell me all about you,’ Chris reminded her.
Hermione told him about her Muggle upbringing and about how she had found out she was a witch, about Hogwarts and how she had become friends with Ron and Harry, while Chris continued to nibble at her neck. When his hands pulled her hair up and his mouth found the nape of her neck with his hot breath, she almost cried out in desire.
Realising things might be going a bit too far, Chris stopped and Hermione took over, her fingers gently brushing at the skin inside his elbows as he told her about his childhood. Chris was a Pure-blood and had been home-schooled, which was why she hadn’t recognised him from Hogwarts. He expressed disappointment at not having been to school, but apparently none of his long and illustrious family line had ever had anything but tutors.
He admitted the caressing was nice to begin with but annoying after a while, so Hermione stopped. Instead, he moved to touch her, running his hand up and down her spine as she talked to him about Harry and Ron and what they had done in their later years at school. As she lay on her front with Chris massaging her back, she glanced over at the group at the front of the room. Draco didn’t seem to be getting very involved. In fact, he was steadfastly watching her and Chris. A streak of wicked thoughts shot through Hermione’s mind.
‘My turn again,’ she whispered, and she got Chris to remove his shirt and lie down on his front. Slowly she caressed the small of his back with fingers and tongue, smiling when Chris moaned loudly with pleasure. As she looked up and across the room, she could see Draco watching her, a scowl on his face.
‘Stop, Hermione, please,’ Chris whispered, and she released him, still looking at Draco as Chris sat up and re-buttoned his shirt.
Just then Lyn clapped her hands loudly, making Hermione jump.
‘Okay, folks, time’s up,’ she said happily. ‘I’m sure you all got a good idea of how erogenous zones work when you’re touched by other people. So your assignment this week is to document how it feels when you touch those zones yourself. Do they work when you D.I.Y.? Or do you need someone else to give you that thrill?’
‘Can I walk you back to your room?’ Chris asked as they picked up their bags.
‘Yes, thank you,’ Hermione replied with a smile.
Beside her, she heard another grunt as Draco grabbed his bag and stormed out of the classroom without even a backwards glance.

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Hermione and Chris had cemented their friendship outside of class and met for lunch at least once a week. Hermione hadn’t yet introduced him to Harry and Ron as she still didn’t want them finding out about the class, but she and Chris got on so well she expected that eventually, she would.
As Hermione had anticipated, the class continued to dwindle in size until there were only a dozen students left. She and Chris had become partners of sorts, during both the discussions and the bi-monthly practical element. Draco was still sitting the other side of her and making his comments, but Hermione found it easier to ignore him now and always turned to Chris whenever a partner was required.
Of course, Chris had noticed Draco’s dealings with her and during their first lunch date, he enquired carefully about their status as a couple, seemingly under the impression that she and Draco were in some sort of weird open relationship. Hermione assured him that she and Malfoy were not in any way an item and told him briefly of their enmity at school. Amazingly, or maybe not so because of his family’s cloistered history, Chris had been largely unaware of Voldemort and his second rise to power and was thoroughly disgusted by the idea of Muggle-borns being called ‘Mudbloods’. Pure-blood he may be, but his family had never indulged in prejudice towards anyone. Hermione had a sneaking suspicion that may have only been because his family had never actually met any Muggles, but his protection of her increased from that day forward.
Chris always walked her back to her room at the end of class, and for a while, Hermione hoped this would put an end to Draco’s taunting. But he was always there, just a few paces behind her, always ready with a comment or taking a chance to embarrass her. She and Chris weren’t lovers, at least not yet, but with the way things were going in class it would surely be only a matter of time.
In fact, Chris, ever the pragmatist, discussed the situation with her one evening as they walked towards her room. Hermione had just been wondering whether there was any chance of a kiss happening between them when he stopped her and took hold of her hands.
‘Hermione, I think I need to get something cleared up with you,’ Chris said, sounding agonised.
Hermione looked at her friend curiously. ‘What’s the matter?’ she asked gently.
‘I think we’re going to be getting quite intimate in class soon,’ Chris said. He sounded and looked uncomfortable. ‘And I guess it could spill over outside, too. The thing is, you’re a really nice girl, Hermione, but I don’t know if you and me getting intimate outside might affect what happens in class. I think we should hold off doing anything until the class is finished. You do understand, don’t you?’
Hermione’s heart sank at those words she had heard so many times before. ‘You’re a nice girl, but . . . .’ She didn’t even really hear the rest of his speech; her brain was already working to shut off the pain receptors around her heart. Great — she hadn’t even kissed this one and he had still dumped her; before they had even actually got together. She almost laughed aloud at the irony.
‘You do understand, don’t you?’ Chris repeated worriedly.
Hermione gave him a wan smile. ‘Of course. And . . . perhaps it’ll be easier if I’m not your partner any more.’
Chris looked at her unhappily. ‘Oh, I didn’t mean that,’ he said quickly. ‘I just thought it might be too complicated trying to engage in a relationship while we’re taking the class. But of course, if you’d rather . . . .’
‘No, you’re right, of course, Chris. We should wait until class ends,’ Hermione said, swinging his hands.
Her brain had finally caught up with what he had been trying to say to her, and it wasn’t quite as bad as she had feared, although from her point of view whatever they were going to be doing in class would have been better inside a relationship rather than without one. She grinned at him to show she was okay, dismissing his worried frown, and leant forward to peck him on the cheek.
‘You will tell me if you don’t want to be my partner any more, though, won’t you?’ she asked quietly.
‘If that unlikely event ever happens, then yes, I’ll tell you,’ Chris assured her. With a smile, he let go of her hands. ‘I’ll see you on Wednesday for lunch?’ he asked hopefully.
Hermione nodded her head. ‘Absolutely. Usual time, usual place.’
‘Have a good week, Hermione,’ he said sincerely as he began to back away.
‘You too, Chris,’ she replied as she turned to enter her room. And she really meant it.

♥

‘Mutual masturbation can be performed on its own, or it can be used as foreplay by couples,’ Lyn said. ‘As we’ve discovered, there are many different types of masturbation techniques, some of which are better adapted for foreplay than others.’
She smiled around at the class. ‘Ladies, never underestimate the power of the effect of masturbation on your man. Many men get off on watching their partners pleasure themselves. And men, don’t forget that watching a woman masturbate tells you everything you need to know about pleasuring your lover. Take note of how she touches herself and you’ll be able to make her come every time you make love.
‘And don’t forget, ladies, that watching your man in action can give you the information you need to pleasure him, too. How hard, how fast, the way he grips it, all these things are useful to know to ensure a perfect union between the two of you.’
She looked around the class once more. ‘Mutual masturbation can lead into those other semi-masturbatory states we discussed earlier, and we will get a chance to cover those at a later date. But for now, it’s time for you to finally get to grips, as it were, with those erogenous zones you didn’t get to last time. So please pair up, ladies and gentlemen.’
Unconsciously, Hermione looked at Malfoy, who was watching her with an intense look on his face. When he spotted her looking he smiled salaciously as his hands undid his trousers and released his erection, his tongue running around his lips suggestively as he did so. Hermione turned away to partner Chris.
After a brief discussion, they began with Chris. Both of them stroked his cock, Hermione following his instructions on how he best liked to be touched. She found the experience highly sensual but couldn’t stop thinking about Malfoy and his impressive erection. She positioned herself where she had a good view of Malfoy and his partner, an attractive blonde who had latched onto him during the previous practical session, and she surreptitiously watched the couple as she worked on Chris, her hand caressing him as she squeezed his balls. When Chris climaxed he performed a cleaning spell, and then it was Hermione’s turn.
‘Are you all right?’ Chris whispered.
Hermione nodded but she didn’t look sure. ‘A bit nervous,’ she told him.
‘Why?’
‘Because I have to expose myself,’ she said, admitting her fear.
Chris smiled. ‘Don’t worry about that. Everyone’s busy but me,’ he replied soothingly. ‘And I really want to see you, Hermione.’ He winked at her and stroked her leg, his hand running up under her skirt to gently caress her inner thigh. ‘We’ll start with this, shall we?’ he whispered as Hermione lay back and pulled her skirt up.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of Chris stroking her sensitive skin, a small mewl of desire escaping her lips. Once more comfortable with what was happening, she reached down to pull down her knickers. Chris helped her to remove them and she opened herself up to his gaze. Her hand reached down to press at the hard nub of her clit, rubbing it in the way that gave her the most pleasure, causing her to emit further small moans of joy. Chris’ hand joined hers, his fingers brushing along the length of her pussy, causing her to cry out again. Then, after watching the way she moved her fingers for a few minutes, he took over from her with his own. She whispered to him hoarsely and his fingers began little sawing movements as her back arched, those small cries escaping her lips once more as between them they brought her to a shuddering orgasm that had her crying out loudly.
Hermione opened her eyes to find herself staring at Malfoy again. Although one hand was still caressing his partner, his eyes were firmly fixed on Hermione’s body and on what she and Chris were doing. He smiled at her lewdly as she lay shaking from the orgasm, not even turning away from her as he brought his partner to climax.
Hermione turned to look at Chris and smiled. ‘Well, that was certainly interesting,’ she said a little breathlessly.
Chris agreed. ‘Mmm. I’d like to have a go at some of the other things Lyn discussed,’ he admitted. ‘Although I have a feeling I might not be able to control myself,’ he said, with a slight tinge of a blush staining his cheeks.
‘Like what?’ Hermione asked interestedly. She sat up and pulled her skirt down to a more respectable level, scooping up her knickers and putting them quickly into her bag.
Chris blushed deeper. ‘Something like that intercrural thing . . . .’
‘Hmmm, that would be interesting,’ Hermione said with a grin. ‘Although you’re right, that could be very dangerous, especially when I’m that aroused. You might not be able to stop me.’
‘It wasn’t you I was worried about,’ Chris said, chuckling, ‘but you’ve just confirmed it — definitely too dangerous to attempt at the moment.’
Draco was right behind them as they headed for the door at the end of class. As he passed Hermione in the corridor his hand reached out to caress her bottom.
‘You should go without underwear more often, Granger,’ he whispered. ‘It’s a shame to hide away such beautiful attributes.’ Hermione flushed at the comment and jerked out of his grasp. ‘And such beautiful noises again, too. You know, we really should get together, you and me.’ His voice was soft and sensual, and it caused her spine to tingle. She opened her mouth to retort but he had already gone, walking down the corridor as if he had done nothing.
Beside her Chris walked along, oblivious. ‘Are you all right?’ he asked with a frown, seeing Hermione’s surprised and blushing face.
Hermione shook her head as if to clear it. ‘Oh, yes. Don’t worry. Malfoy just made a comment as he went past. It wasn’t anything important, though.’
But she could still feel the tingle his words had caused and was disconcerted by it.
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