You Won't Know | By : valkyrie136 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 16703 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Hermione hurt so much. She had never been this sore, and every time she moved, she felt a stab of pain.
Why was this happening to her? Just because she was different? Because she wasn’t a pureblood? It was wrong. It was unfair.
Never had she felt more powerless, and never had she hated anyone more than Draco Malfoy. God, she wanted to die.
He crawled on all fours towards, and she rolled away from him. She didn’t care what the move cost her in pain, but she felt safer in the fetal position.
“Her-mio—ne—“ He sang, the way one might call in a game of hide-and-seek, “Look at me. Darling, I know you must think me…unpleasant…right now but I only want what is best for us.”
She curled up tighter and covered her ears with her hands, hoping to block him out.
All that did was provoke him. He jerked her towards him, non-to-gently, and she found herself half on the floor, half pulled against his body; kneeling now.
He looked frustrated, and she was afraid of what he would do next, because already she felt his cock against her belly.
“I know you hurt darling, but think of how much I’m hurting.” And to emphasize his state of arousal, he thrust against her. “I really, really, really need to cum. Do you think I should cum inside of you again?”
His free hand snaked down to her pussy and rubbed her there, capturing their mixed fluids and pressing gently, “Right…in…here?”
She was trying to escape his hand; she was very sore, and so she frantically shook her head, “N-no! Please, stop, please, Malfoy, d-don’t.”
He smiled, the satisfied smiled of someone playing chess who was successfully leading someone into a trap. “Then how will you take care of me? I won’t hurt you…but you…look at what you do to me.”
He forced her hand to his cock and he exhaled sharply, but kept his eyes on her, “You do this to me, Hermione, all the time. I hurt you? That’s what you’re thinking? I’m always suffering because of you. How are you going to make it better?”
She looked around wildly, then realized the futiliy of her situation. If she did nothing, he would hurt her. If she participated, then she would suffer less physical pain. That was more important at the moment.
Biting her lip, she began to work her hand up and down.
“Nice attempt, but this is a piss-poor imitation of a hand-job Granger. What, you and Weasley still haven’t gotten beyond hand-holding?”
She felt a new wave of tears at the mention of Ron. How could she ever face him after this?
He grabbed her cheeks and forced her face up to his, “Stop thinking of him; don’t ever let me even think that you’re thinking of that piece of filth.”
His skin, normally pale, was flushed with anger as his face twisted in a sneer. He pulled away and got to his knees and forced Hermione’s head towards his cock, “You know what to do.”
She shook her head, crying, “No, I don’t want—“
“Granger,” He pulled her by her hair and forced her to make eye contact, “You’re going to suck my dick, and you’re going to swallow my cum. If you don’t, then I’m going to toss you on the floor and fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to move for days—and I think we both know that I don’t mean that in a good way.”
He pulled back, and she was shocked by his words, by his intent, but everything was happening so fast that she couldn’t come up with a plan, couldn’t think. It was suck…him…or be brutally attacked again. Which was worse?
She let him guide her down to his cock, and had planned on just taking a little bit of him into her mouth. There was no way she could get all of him inside.
He forced himself inside, deep, inside, until she was gagging and just when she thought she would vomit he eased out, and then did it all over again, giving her just enough time to breathe.
“No teeth Granger,” he murmured, “if you do that I think the punishment will have to be very bad indeed.”
In and out, he fucked her mouth, his dick sliding to the back and then almost back out. Her jaw hurt, she couldn’t even get half of him inside, and she could taste the saltiness of pre-cum dribbling out.
“Don’t forget to use your tongue Granger,” he chided, tonguing on her hair in reminder of what he could do if she did not please him.
She ran her tongue—or tried too—and he seemed to like as his head lolled on his shoulders.
“Ah, fuck me, that’s a good girl. Make sure you take it deep Hermione,” He rolled his hips and rubbed the side of her temple affectionately.
He began to pump faster, and she began to choke just before he began to shoot jet after jet of cum into her mouth. There was so much of it that she couldn’t swallow it; it seeped out of her mouth, and as if realizing she was choking, he pulled out.
Only to aim his cum all over her face, her neck and shirt, but mostly her face.
It was warm and sticky and there was so much—she was shocked.
“Lick it clean.” Her murmured.
She blinked dumbly.
He had his cock in front of her, semi-hard. There was cum on it.
“Hermione. Lick it clean.” He leaned foreword and rubbed the head along the seams of her lips.
She wanted to cry, but she had no tears right now, and the situation had grown beyond her ability to deal with. In a daze, she did as he commanded, her little tongue darting out and cleaning up everything.
He leaned down and kissed her, which in her hazy frame of mind seemed strange since she had just sucked him off, but he didn’t seem to care.
He sighed before murmuring, “I have to leave now, but I will return later.”
Still in shock, she remained where she sat long after he had left.
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