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Sex In The Air	By : straightlyconfused Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 10484 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It had been a long night’s training the previous evening and the team – who usually finished up at 9pm - hadn’t been released until close to 11pm. Grumpily, Draco had headed back to his apartment, he didn’t fancy dropping in on Hermione at 11pm, she would most definitely be asleep. Draco hated his apartment, it lacked the warmth and the “homey” feeling that Hermione’s had but he’d barely had time to dwell on that thought as he’d collapsed into bed and gone straight to sleep.

He’d had to rise early again this morning too because he had a morning training this morning - his Quidditch training schedules were really chaotic during the week. The other ‘con’ of sleeping at his place was that he had no Hermione at his place which meant no mucking around hence he was destined to head to training that morning with a slight case of sexual frustration. All the same, Draco dressed himself in his training gear and headed back to the Falcon’s Pitch.

The dank smell of the locker rooms hit him first as always and he greeted his team mates as they all arrived and started to get ready for their training session. Blaise was the last to arrive which was highly unusual because Blaise was never even close to ever being late to a training. He crossed the room and came to a stand at his locker, next to Draco’s, a massive grin on his face and he punched Draco lightly in the arm in greeting,

“How’d you shape up this morning buddy? I’m freaking exhausted. I doubt I slept more then 2 hours but when your girl is that ready to go you’ve just got to oblige her don’t you? How was Hermione? I bet she jumped your bones the minute you got in or did she pull a Chloe? Man I walked in, buggered from training, and she was just laid out on my bed- What?”

Blaise stopped, a confused look passing across his face, as he took in the look Draco was giving him.

“What the hell are you going on about mate?” Draco asked him, “What about Hermione?”

“You didn’t see her last night…?”

Draco shook his head, “No. I was exhausted. I went straight back to my place and crashed… why?”

“Chloe assured me you’d be getting some – more then some really” Blaise frowned.

This conversation was beginning to annoy him, Draco realized, he was already sexually frustrated but now Blaise was going on about how Draco was supposedly bound to have ‘gotten some’ when he didn’t and that was just making his frustration worse.

“Start from the beginning Blaise and stop being so bloody confusing”

Blaise sighed as he pulled on his training jersey and began to put his stuff away in his locker.

“The girls went to university yesterday and found out one of their professors has left and they’ve got someone new. Well according to Chloe, this new professor is ‘ridiculously good looking’ and her and Hermione were sitting in their lecture creaming themselves over him. By the time I got home mate, my girl was so ready to go over this Professor … she said Hermione would be the same”

“I see. Well…”

“Mate” Blaise interrupted, “There is one other thing. Chloe was trying to bug details out of ‘Mione about your morning delights the yesterday and she asked her if there’d been any relationship talk. ‘Mione seemed pretty shut down about it apparently – she didn’t want to talk about it”

Draco finished putting all his stuff away and then he and Blaise grabbed their brooms and moved out onto the pitch where the coach had them beginning to run warm up drills. Now Draco was frowning, Hermione was a conservative girl – she always had been. Draco was always the one to initiate anything sexual between them and he liked it that way – he liked being the one in control and he loved that she always went along with it. However, whoever this new professor was, if he’d caused the type of reaction in Hermione that he had in Chloe then why didn’t she come to him? He’d have been more then happy to oblige her even if it had been at 11pm and he’d been exhausted. Unless…and, suddenly, Draco had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. What if Hermione had gotten someone else to oblige her?

The coach blew the whistle and the team moved onto passing drills. Draco made sure to pair with Blaise.

“Did Chloe speak to Hermione this morning before you left?”

“She was flooing her to exchange dirty details when I had to come to training… why?

Exchange dirty details… Draco’s frown deepened. Instantly, Blaise seemed to pick up on what he was thinking…

“You’ve no proof mate. Just don’t fly off the handle”

“I’m not doing anything” Draco growled.

Blaise seemed to think otherwise, “Mate its Hermione. Sure you haven’t put a label on your relationship yet but she’s not the type of girl to have more then one fuck buddy at a time”

“I am not her fuck buddy” Draco snapped.

“Well then what are you?”

Xxxxx

Today was a cruisey day in the life of Hermione Granger because there was no university and she only had a four hour shift at the bookstore. After her reasonably early night, Hermione had woken with the sun as per usual to discover Draco had obviously spent the night elsewhere as the other side of her bed was empty. Refusing to let that bother her, Hermione had gotten up, showered, dressed and gone about her morning. At 9am, the floo had rung.

“Good morning” Chloe had sung out, “It’s a beautiful morning isn’t it? Birds are chirping, trees are swaying…”

“It is” Hermione smiled back, “I am even thinking about taking a walk before work today”

Chloe gasped dramatically, “You mean to tell me that you still have energy after last night?! Wow! Draco must be losing his touch”

Hermione frowned, “Draco wasn’t here last night”

“Are you telling me that after our lecture yesterday with Professor Hottie that you didn’t summon Draco the moment training finished?!”

“No… I went to sleep early last night instead”

“Oh Hermione!” Chloe sighed.

“What?!”

“Professor Hottie did nothing for you?! Is that what you’re telling me?!”

“Shane. Its Professor Shane Chloe and I guess I just wasn’t looking at him the same way you were…”

“Bullshit!”

Hermione sighed, “Chlo I just – Draco didn’t show up here so – that’s it really”

“Hermione Granger, its is time for you to listen up! You have approximately 30 minutes to change your outfit, do your hair and make up and get yourself looking majorly hot AND have a miniature meltdown before I arrive at your place and then, from there, we are going to the Falcon’s pitch”

“No Chloe! No way! I am not – “

“HUSH!”

Chloe had on her stern voice and Hermione fell silent.

“I did not ask you to do any of that stuff Hermione. I told you – therefore you are in no position to refuse. I don’t think you and Draco realize how bloody stupid the two of you are. You stress about him and what he thinks about this pairing and where he is when he isn’t with you. He moans to Blaise about how labels can ruin what a good thing you both have going on but then silently worries he’s not the only guy in your bed – this is ridiculous! Now do as I’ve said and I will see you in 28 minutes! Go!”

- and before Hermione had a chance to say anything else her floo died and she was left alone, crouching in front of her fireplace. For a moment, Hermione just knelt there and silently hated Chloe and her bossiness but then she sighed and struggled into a standing position before moving into her wardrobe. Perhaps, on some level, Chloe was right. She skirted around the issue at hand, afraid of what Draco would think and what he would say but everything would be 100x easier if she just got over herself and asked him the one simple question, “what are we doing here?”. One simple question, yet one question that was so hard to ask. The thought of even voicing the words to him sent Hermione’s stomach into knots.

“This is stupid” Hermione muttered to herself.

Chloe said look hot but almost everything in her closet Draco had seen before and so the “wow-hot” factor would most definitely be gone. Why couldn’t she just wear the jeans and top she had on now?! Preparing to give up and owl Chloe telling her she was absolutely not going, Hermione made to turn and walk out of her wardrobe when a garment bag, stuffed in the corner caught her eye and a small part of Hermione cried out in victory. In that garment bag, Hermione knew, were three or four dresses Ginny had given her before she went on tour with Harry. They were short, they were tight and they showed some cleavage and Hermione had vowed she would likely never wear them… but it couldn’t hurt to try one on could it? Carefully, Hermione unzipped the bag and looked inside, choosing to remove a white dress. It was short and tight and had singlet straps instead of sleeves. A glance at her clock told Hermione she had 15 minutes before Chloe arrived so she quickly removed her jeans and top and slipped into Ginny’s dress. The dress clung to her like a second skin, hugging her curves in the right places and pushing her cleavage up enough to complete the outfit and create for Hermione a look she knew would have Draco drooling. Well she wasn’t going to find anything else that compared in her closet so Hermione quickly slipped on a pair of leopard print heels and moved into her bathroom to “fix” her hair and make up.

14 minutes later, Hermione heard Chloe let herself into the apartment and moved cautiously out into the living room.

“Holy crap on a cracker!” Chloe swore, “Fuck Hermione! Forget Draco! I’ll turn lesbian for you!!!!”

Chloe had dressed herself up too in a nice tight skirt and cute black top with some black pumps to match.

“Its as good as you’re getting Chlo. As it is, I think this whole idea is stupid! I’ve no idea what you think is going to happen but this whole idea is silly”

Chloe smiled knowingly, “Yeah, yeah. Lets see how stupid this whole idea is when Draco takes one look at you and falls off his broom”

Xxxxx

Draco was flying drills with Blaise while the other guys slowed their pace, cruising along and tossing the quaffle. The practice was beginning to wind down now as the sun rose higher in the sky. Draco hadn’t slowed down all morning choosing to fly fast, hard paced laps while the coach had spent time with the rest of the team correcting their techniques and the plays etc. It had all been a ploy really, a ploy to give himself time to think and distract himself at the same time.

What if Hermione had ended up in some other guy’s bed last night? He should have just gone over there after practice! What if he’d gone over there and she’d brought some guy home? What if she’d been alone last night but she’d been waiting up for him? What was so great about not having a label anyway? Its not like he was screwing around with other girls – just Hermione – so why not have the label? At least with a label, he’d know for sure that Hermione knew where they stood but if they were going to have a label, then they’d have to have “the talk” and Draco hadn’t had “the talk” before. Why did everything have to be so complicated?!

“So what’s the plan Draco?” Blaise called out to him.

“Talk to Hermione I suppose” Draco said, flying up along him.

Blaise nodded, “It’d be about bloody time”

“Woah! Hey!”

“Hey BABY!"

“Woot Woo!”

“Ow mama!”

Confused by the sudden cat calls from the rest of their team who were now suddenly all flying in the same direction, Draco and Blaise glanced over towards the stands.

“What the hell – “ Draco murmured.

The two of them drifted closer in the direction the rest of their team were racing in and, suddenly, Blaise chuckled and took off after the team.

“It’s the girls” he called back to Draco.

Draco flew closer still. From his spot up high, he could quite clearly see Chloe – she was dressed in a tight skirt ensemble – but she had some other bird with her. Draco could now understand the guys’ reactions, she was hot. She stood next to Chloe, dressed in a tight white dress, her brown curls blowing slightly in the breeze…

Wait.

Brown Curls…

The team had crowded around the two girls now and Draco had to, quickly, urge his broom forward to confirm what he now suspected and as he closed in on the crowd, Draco had to, suddenly, jerk his broom to a halt to stop himself from crashing when he realized the hot bird in the white dress was Hermione. She stood surrounded by Draco’s teammates, chatting nicely with them, but Draco could tell their attention was making her a little uncomfortable and his chest swelled slightly when he noticed how she made eye contact with him and smiled. Carefully, he landed and made his way through the small gathering.

“Outta the way you pack of pervs” Draco said, nudging his teammates aside to get to Hermione, “Hey Hook watch your hands mate”

He finally got to her and wrapped an arm around her waist protectively.

“Well this is one way to get my attention kitten” Draco whispered in her ear.

“Isn’t it?” she agreed.

“Hey ‘Mione, if you ever get sick of this old sack of bones you just let me know hey?” Jones said, winking at her.

“Hey!” Draco growled at him.

“Alright guys, alright! Back off! Lets give them some space” Blaise stepped forward, “Come on. Trainings over – lets get outta here”

Grumbling and muttering darkly, the team slowly moved away as Chloe sent a knowing smile at Hermione before she moved off with them, leaving Draco and Hermione completely alone in the stands.

Xxxxx

Hermione fidgeted nervously as she watched Draco’s teammates make their way towards the locker rooms. Now that she was here and all dressed up and had Draco alone she didn’t quite know what to say. She glanced at him quickly and almost giggled when she saw the look on his face. She’d seen that look many times before – hunger – but not a food hunger. It was a look of hunger that usually told Hermione to cancel her plans for the day because he wanted her, badly. Even now, he moved from beside her to standing in front of her, and both his hands came to rest on her hips, running up and down her sides slowly.

“I love that you came to surprise me at practice” he said, his voice slowly getting a husk to it.

“It was Chloe’s idea – I think she was coming to meet Blaise anyway”

“Ah yes probably to continue their epic shagathon”

“Umm yes probably”

A small shiver ran down Hermione’s spine as Draco’s hands continued to move up and down her body with that look in his eyes. She’d felt awkward as his teammates had surrounded her with their compliments and their cheeky offers of companionship but seeing Draco now she knew the dress had been the right call.

“I would have liked a shagathon of my own last night too you know…” Draco threw out there.

Hermione frowned, “Well then where were you…?”

“I went home to my apartment… you know you’re allowed there too…”

“Am I?” Hermione asked him seriously.

Draco’s hands stilled but didn’t leave her body as he fixed her with a ‘no arguments’ look.

“Of course you are Hermione! I mean why wouldn’t you –“

“Because I don’t know what I am to you Draco” she interrupted him, “I have no idea where I stand or where the boundaries lie and you always seem so sure, so I leave it all up to you!”

And so it began, Draco realized, they were quickly heading into the famous “talk”. He didn’t want to have it but then he didn’t want to not have it either. It was time Hermione and he work out where they were going.

“Blaise mentioned that your new professor was the reason Chloe jumped him in the first place… apparently he’s the kind of guy who has the ability to turn women on by lecturing in a semi-dark lecture hall… is that true?”

He watched her face closely for a reaction to what he’d just said and he noticed the faint blush that graced Hermione’s cheeks.

“He’s attractive Draco, yes, but Chloe was much more forward about her feelings on that matter”

“Did he turn you on in the lecture?”

“Would you feel threatened if he had?”

“No” Draco answered her, “But I’d be annoyed that you didn’t come to me to take the itch away. I always come to you”

Hermione frowned, “Do you?”

The moment was here and Draco moved his hands so he could angle her face so she was looking directly at him as he said,

“You are the only woman I am fucking Hermione. There is no one else”

A small smile ghosted over her face,

“There is no one else for me either”

Somewhere in the pit of his stomach, Draco felt a knot of tightness ease, as he realized he’d had her all along.

“Well I’d like to keep it that way. I want us to be official” he told her.

“I can do that” Hermione giggled.

She didn’t have much time to do much else though because seconds later, Draco’s lips descended onto hers and he pulled her into a hard, passionate kiss as he pulled her closer against him.

“Get ‘er Malfoy!”

“Show her whose boss mate!”

Hermione pulled away from him quickly as more calls from his team rang out around them. Groaning, Draco turned to give them the finger and took Hermione’s hand in his.

“Come with me” he told her.

Quickly, he grabbed his broom in the other hand and dragged her up the steps of the stands, away from his teammates who were all heading out of the pitch now, and up higher into the seating. He took her into what she knew to be the VIP box and brought her to a section of seats that were bigger and grander than all the other seats in the pitch. He dropped his broom at the entrance to the VIP box but brought her to a middle row. Finally at his destination, Draco took a seat and pulled Hermione towards him, that look now burning in his eyes.

“Here?” she asked him, “Now? In the pitch?”

“Right here, right now baby” he told her.

He pulled her further forward so that she was forced to part her legs to stand over him, then he pushed his hands up her thighs, moving her dress up slightly and brought his hands to her hips, lowering her onto his lap.

“That’s right, right there, ooooh yes” he groaned.

Despite the fact that he was still in his training gear, Hermione could feel how hard he was from exactly where he’d placed her. He ground into her and Hermione felt her body begin to ignite.

“But Draco the cameras –“

He chuckled softly as he ran his hands back up her thighs once more, getting higher and higher,

“There are no cameras in the VIP box baby, do you know how often this type of stuff goes down amongst officials – this is the only section in the whole pitch where nothing is filmed ever”

His hand ran under her dress and, suddenly, Draco swore,

“Fuck yes! No panties… what a naughty girl Granger”

“They didn’t work with the dress” Hermione gasped, as she felt one of his fingers toy with her gently.

“And thank Merlin for that…”

He removed his fingers from her and Hermione had to bite her lip to stop herself from moaning at the loss of him but then, without any warning, Draco rammed two of his digits insider her, the sheer force of this, causing Hermione’s entire body to lift off him slightly as she cried out and a new wave of wetness flooded his hand.

“That’s right” Draco told her, his voice now husky with need, “Get wet for me baby”

Slowly, he moved his fingers in and out of her gently, as Hermione gasped and wrapped her arms around his neck, helping her to balance. That, however, wasn’t what caught Draco’s attention.

“Well now” he said, removing his fingers from Hermione completely, “What have we here…”

“Draco please- “ Hermione moaned, wanting to feel his digits inside of her again.

Draco smirked, “Patience now pet, there are two friends I must greet first”

With Hermione leaning forward slightly like she was, her cleavage had come into Draco’s line of sight and the tightening in his pants had increased. Running his hands back up to Hermione’s shoulders, Draco pushed the sleeves of the dress down and chuckled. The dress was tight enough that it held up without the sleeves but the sight of no bra straps was telling.

“No bra either… I’m beginning to fall in love with this dress, its very “easy access” isn’t it?”

He pulled the top of the dress down just slightly and Hermione’s breasts were freed and seconds later, Draco’s face was nestled between them as he placed kisses on and around them. Hermione’s squirmed uncomfortably as more overwhelming sensations of pleasure flooded over her.

“Please…” Hermione breathed again.

“I have told you to be patient love” Draco replied.

He took the nipple of one of her breasts into his mouth, sucking hard, as his hand toyed with the other causing Hermione to nearly scream out at the sensations he was creating within her. Never being one to simply hog all the pleasure though, Hermione tried to reign in her pleasure by concentrating on Draco and moving her hands towards the crotch of his pants where a rather large bulge had formed. There was, however, no zip in these pants and Hermione frowned, before trailing her hand up to his waistband.

“No no. Not yet”

The hand that has been toying with her moved to push her hand away.

“I won’t last long if you play with me baby and Merlin knows I want to savour this moment”

“But Draco I - oh!”

Hermione found herself unable to finish her protest as Draco slide a single digit back home inside her, twisting it slightly and hitting sensitive spots inside her. She arched her back slightly, causing her breasts to thrust forward more and it took everything inside of Hermione not to scream out when she felt Draco bite down gently on one of her nipples- the combination of pain and pleasure was overwhelming – which sent her hurtling over the edge.

Draco smirked, “That’s right, cum for me”

Hermione was panting, she could feel the last tremors of her orgasm leaving her body as she felt Draco’s finger, which has stilled inside her during her orgasm, behind to move inside her again.

“Get ready baby” his voice now husky and labored, “I’m going to need you soaking wet”

He thrust a second finger inside her and drew her breast back into his mouth, sucking hard, and Hermione began to feel herself reawaking again as yet another flood of wetness coated her sex.

“That’s right” Draco groaned.

Using his other arm, Draco wrapped it around Hermione’s waist to lift her slightly before he removed his fingers from inside her to use his hand to pull his training pants down mid-way down this thighs and causing his erection to spring free from its confines. Not waiting, Draco plunged three fingers back insider Hermione, widening and preparing her, as he groaned,

“Put your hand on my dick”

Capturing one of her hands in his, Draco brought her hand down to wrap around his hardness.

“Feel what you do to me Granger”

Hermione moved her hands up and down his length gently, listening his her movements caused Draco to pant as she had done only moments ago.

“Oooooh its time” he breathed.

With a slick ‘pop’, Draco withdrew his digits from within her and moved her forwards until the head of his erection was lined up with her entrance,

“Move your hand now” he ordered, “Wrap your arms around my neck. This is going to be hot and rough”

With that, he pushed Hermione down on top of him and he rammed straight up inside her, causing her to cry out in ecstasy as he filled her.

“Fuck!” Draco groaned, “Fuck!”

His thrusts her hard and powerful, Hermione held no requirement to ride him as he held her firmly to him and drove himself into her again and again and again. Hermione felt as though she was going blind as lights danced across her eyes at Draco continued hit that spot inside her. All thoughts of someone finding them up in the stands, fucking like rabbits, was gone from her mind as Draco raced her thrust to thrust towards completion.

“Cum with me Hermione” he said, his voice a whole new level of husky, “Cum for me”

He needn’t have asked twice as Hermione spiraled over the edge, clutching at him to keep herself upright as he felt entirely boneless and weak. Seconds later, she heard Draco join her in ecstasy and felt him expel his load inside of her.

“Oh merlin, oh merlin” she panted as, for the second time, she slowly returned to reality.

Draco’s head rested, nuzzled into her neck, as he panted and attempted to recover. After a moment, she felt him move and press three small, sweet kisses along her collarbone before he right himself to sit up properly.

“Wow” he said, looking at her heatedly.

She smiled a shy smile and slowly pulled the sleeves to her dress back up, once more hiding her breasts from him.

“Feel free to come and surprise me again like that at training whenever you wish baby”

I’ll have to see if I could schedule in sometime between all the other Quidditch players I make the rounds with” she giggled, jokingly.

Draco’s face darkened for a moment before he laughed, “Cheeky wench”

For a moment, his hands ran all over her body again and he tickled her into submission before he wrapped his arms around her waist tightly and crushed her to him,

“You’re mine Hermione Granger. You agreed and don’t you forget it!”

“I doubt you’ll ever let me forget” said Hermione, pressing a kiss to his lips.

They made out for a moment before Draco stopped them and lifted Hermione off of him, removing himself from inside her and pulling back up his pants.

“Lets get out of here” he said, “because if you keep kissing me like that we’re never going to leave these stands and I desperately need a shower”

“You really do” Hermione agreed, laughing and pulling down her dress.

Playfully, Draco gave her a light smack on her backside, before pulling her to him and saying,

“You know Granger, some couples do this thing called ‘shower sex’. I don’t know if you’ve heard of it but I’d be more then willing to share my shower with you in the interest of exploring this erotic sounding pastime”

Then, with sudden crack, they were gone.

- Fin -

To my readers,

Thank you for reading J I didn’t quite expected this story to finish so soon but as I was writing this chapter this morning, I suddenly realized it was done. Its been good for me to get back in the saddle of writing so hopefully now I will finish some of my other stories or perhaps start all over again!

Straight xx
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