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So That's What They Do	By : BitterWind Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 3625 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione looked at him.
“I like you too. I hate how you treat me and my friends. I wonder if your father is a Death Eater. But...sometimes I watch you too. I hate myself when I do, that I’m shallow and stupid. But I watch you. When I saw you fly in your first Quidditch game, I thought you looked wonderful. I really can't explain it, because before that I really could care less about Quidditch, or boys even, for that matter. But you looked...I couldn't explain it to myself. Why I felt that way. This year you are very tall. You’re strong, you’re smart. You’re confident. And...I’ve seen your drawings.”

He breathed in. “What?!”

“One day in Potions,” she continued, “You left your book behind. Snape asked me to bring it to you, as a punishment. But I looked inside. I found the painting you did. It was watercolor, the lake at sunrise. It was so beautiful, I almost kept it. I remember thinking, the person who did this, who found such love for color and nature and light and life, could they truly be a Death Eater. I wondered, perhaps there was more to you than you let on. I gave the book to Pansy Parkinson, and she gave it to you.”

“I can never let my father know how much I love to paint. He wouldn’t laugh. He would beat me.”

“I think it was truly the lovliest thing I’d ever seen before.”

He leaned close to her, placed his hands on her shoulders. The skrewts singing had lowered slightly in pitch sounding like the hum of bees. Hermione felt that vibration in her bones.

“I want to kiss you.” he whispered, his face close to hers. “You smell so good. I want to taste you.”

She tilted her face up.

“I think, I think I want you to kiss me, but what I really want is to touch your hair. I’ve alway wanted to see if it’s like silk.”

She reached one hand up as Draco wrapped his arms around her, bending low and kissing her neck. Her hand plunged into his hair and he bit lightly below her ear.

She gasped.
Something was happening. Something was happening. It was a feeling of letting go, of realeasing control to that everpresent sound.

“I had no idea that anything could feel that good.” she admitted.

“I want to do way more than kiss you.” he growled. “I want to lay down with you in the grass.”

“I don’t want my clothes to get dirty, but I really want to touch your hair some more and kiss you for hours and hours.”

Malfoy took off his robe, revealing a pair of slacks and a white shirt. He laid the robes on the ground and slowly laid down next to Hermione.

“I really don’t understand what’s going on. I’m a little scared.”

“I don’t understand either, but I really don’t care. I just want you so badly.”

Malfoy reached and pulled her close, but hesitated.’

“If you’re really scared, I will stop. I don’t want to. But I will.”

“I am confused, but I don’t want you to stop. I’ve never kissed anyone before and I’m excited to kiss you, and I want to see what you taste like.

Malfoy quickly bent over, pulling himself on top of her. She could feel the press of his body, the weight. His mouth found hers, strange at first, then wet and soft and warm.

“This...is...the best...ever.”

“Yes.”

More kissing. And moaning.

"Malfoy? I want to put my tongue in your mouth."

"I want you so badly to do that."

She did. It was incomprehensible that she was lying on the ground, her legs wrapped around, her tongue tasting the boy she thought was her fiercest enemy.

"I can feel your erection throught your pants on my leg."

Malfoy shifted his pelvis away. Still kissing her neck, shoulders, mouth.

"No.  I liked it."

"I can’t talk anymore." His voice was deeper and strained.   "I want you so badly."

He ground his hips into her soft center. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and rocked with him.

"I’m so excited," she said, "but I can still talk. I…(sigh) really really like the way this feels. You hair is so soft, and your mouth is so wet and wonderful and I feel so strange in parts of my body that I didn’t even realize….oh mice."

She shivered in a wonderful way. "I can’t talk anymore," Hermione whispered.

She gasped as Malfoy reached his hand inside her shirt and pushed her bra down to grasp her firmly as he thrust against her. He felt so stiff and tense like all his muscles were standing on end. She began to unbutton his shirt and pushed it off, exposing his shoulders. He did the same to her shirt, throwing it and her bra several feet away. Feeling his bare chest against hers was amazing. He was cool at first but warmed quickly. She’d never felt a boys chest before.

Malfoys tongue in her mouth, one squeezing her breast over and over, while the other hand propped him above her, his hips thrusting hard against her. She put a hand between them to touch what was so hard in his pants. Malfoy moaned, sat up and began unbuckling his belt.

"I want you to touch me." He spoke in a low frenzy. "I want you to touch me. I want to be naked, and I want to take off all your clothes, kiss you between your legs, taste you, suck you, lick you and then push myself deep inside you, I want to make you moan, I want you to be mine forever.

"Ok, she said. "I probably will deeply regret this tomorrow, but that all sound very good to me right now."

He took off his pants.

"I’m scared," she said. "...I think. I didn’t know it would look like that."

"I’m embarassed but still really really horny."

He laid back down next to her.

"I want to take off the rest of your clothes. I want to feel you in between your legs. I want to know if you’re wet for me."

"Ok."
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