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Lessons and Obsessions	By : LennaNightrunner Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 85098 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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CHAPTER FIVE: EXPERIMENTATION

�Lesson?� Hermione eyed Malfoy suspiciously as she moved to sit next to him on the sofa.

�Yes. But first you need to be wearing the right uniform.
Sit up on your knees.�

Hermione hesitated, then moved to a
kneeling position on the sofa, bracing herself by placing a hand on its back
and facing Malfoy. She was nervous and didn�t trust him,
but she was also curious, and she had agreed to cooperate.

Draco looked Hermione over appraisingly and pulled out his
wand. She seemed to be put on her guard as he did this, but she didn�t move. It
was something in her posture or expression, perhaps. She bristled. Silently, he thought of the incantations that would
accomplish what he wanted. He had become fairly adept at nonverbal magic over
the past year. As he pointed his wand, the top two buttons of Hermione�s blouse
came undone, opening up her shirt low enough so that the top of her cleavage
could be seen. Next, the blouse untucked itself and
her skirt rolled itself up at the waist, becoming several inches shorter. Lastly,
her hair was magically pulled up into a tight ponytail, fastened with a
conjured silver ribbon.

Hermione fixed her eyes on Malfoy
in an indignant glare for the entirety of the alterations to her appearance. When
he was done, his eyes gained a gleam that made her suddenly feel very warm. She
spoke to ease the discomfort she was feeling under his gaze.

�So,� she cleared her throat, which felt tight with
nervousness. �You said something about a lesson?�

Draco nodded slowly. �Eager to learn, as
always, Granger.�

He did not elaborate. Hermione�s stomach was churning with a
mixture of excitement and anxiety. There was a significant amount of
irritation, too, at Malfoy�s smug refusal to explain
what was going to happen. Leave it to him to make this as difficult as possible
for her.

�You will agree to do whatever I say, without question.� It
was a command, not a request.

Hermione had the sudden urge to slap that smirk off Malfoy�s face. Unfortunately, she also had the urge to
accept the terms immediately in the hope that he would finally do something to
her. And there was also the contract to consider. Slowly, she nodded her
agreement.

�Good girl,� Malfoy purred and
pushed Hermione down so that she was lying on the sofa with him straddling her
carefully, teasingly refusing to actually make contact with her body. �Lesson
one��

Without warning, Draco leaned his head down and pressed his
lips against Granger�s, working them with his as fiercely as he�d done the day
before. He was pleased to note that she responded much more quickly and
assertively this time, kissing back with a passion that almost took him aback.
Apparently her status as a quick learner might extend to areas beyond
academics.

Draco broke the kiss and placed his lips next to Hermione�s
ear, whispering hotly into it. �This is the part where we find out what you
like.�

Hermione didn�t know what Malfoy
meant, but she shivered as the hot breath hit her ear. Would she ever get used
to his whispers? He was already driving her mad and she had to force herself
not to move. Her body ached for him to press himself against her, but he
maintained the space between them, with his lips and her ear in the closest
proximity.

�Let�s see� I already know some of the things you like� or
at least that you like the idea of,� his voice was almost inexplicable. It
coaxed and teased with a familiarity that made Hermione feel that he knew
things about her that he should not, while at the same time it was cold like an
instructor, calculating and indifferent to her feelings. As he continued, he
spoke painstakingly slowly, drawing every word out until Hermione could barely
stand it.

�Having your hard, pink nipples licked��

She trembled beneath him.

�Getting fingered deeper than you can reach��

The low roughness of his voice was maddening.

�A warm, wet tongue on your pussy, on your sensitive little
clit��

Draco smiled inwardly, feeling her shiver and twist beneath
him, trying not to react as his words inevitably created matching images in her
head. He was gauging her reactions, storing away the data for future reference.

He wasn�t even touching her. She was wet and wanton, and
they were only words.

�What about�� Malfoy continued
mercilessly, �a long, thick, hard cock between your lips� fucking your mouth
relentlessly� coming into that delicate little throat.�

She stifled the moan that threatened to escape, but there
was no way he was fooled.

�Aww, I think Granger likes dirty
words�� Draco slid the tip of his tongue along the edge of Granger�s ear
teasingly, causing her to gasp and shiver violently before he continued.
�You�re already wet and I haven�t even touched you, aren�t you, you little slut?�

His tongue on her ear was electrifying and she instantly
wanted it to be everywhere on her body at once. What was wrong with her? Malfoy was insulting her, but instead of being hurt or
angry, she was actually enjoying it. She was so sick of being thought of as an
innocent, untouchable, prudish bookworm that perhaps being a �slut� was preferable.
At least it implied that she was desirable.� She refused to answer his
question, however.

�Yes� you think about me fucking you�. You stroke your
slick, hard little clit and moan my name�� Draco nibbled on Granger�s earlobe
delicately. �You imagine me inside you while you make yourself come.� He
paused. �Don�t you,� he growled, �you filthy little mudblood?�

The effect was undeniable. Rather than crying, slapping him,
or even looking ashamed, Hermione moaned, arching her hips up, trying to make
contact with Malfoy�s desperately. She tilted her
head to the side, trying to catch his lips in a kiss, which he denied her at
first by moving his head away.

Draco had to admit to himself that he had rarely seen
anything as sexy as the expression on Granger�s face at that moment. He felt
himself grow noticeably hard. He had called her a mudblood,
and she had practically had an orgasm because of it. That deserved some
recognition. Draco finally rewarded the Head Girl�s desperate mouth with a
rough kiss, nipping at her lips and tongue as she tried to get more from him.

�What was that, Granger?� Draco broke the kiss and teased,
�I thought that was an awful, rude word that only stuck-up, no-good purebloods
use to make themselves feel like they�re important.� He lowered himself
slightly and ground his hips into hers, making sure she felt his erection
pressing through his trousers and her skirt against her damp panties. �Mudblood,� he growled against her mouth as he kissed her
again. �Dirty, horny, sexy, naughty little mudblood!�

Hermione relinquished what little control over herself she
had left and ground her hips feverishly back up into Malfoy�s,
her knickers soaked, her clit throbbing with need. She didn�t care what Malfoy called her or did to her. She wanted him to do
everything. She wanted him to touch her, lick her, stroke
her, fuck her any way he wanted to, though she could never have told him so. The
nagging voice in the back of her head that voiced her fears about doing all of
those things was barely audible.

Draco pulled his hips away from Granger�s and rolled off
her, standing beside the sofa and looking down on her utterly disappointed,
disheveled self.

�Good girl,� he smirked. �I feel like I�ve learned a lot
today, don�t you?�

Hermione struggled to recover control over herself, consciously slowing her breathing as she looked up
at Malfoy.

�What?� He couldn�t be serious�.

�I think today�s lesson is over,� Draco said and turned to
gather his things.

Was he honestly going to get her worked up like this and
just leave her? Wasn�t all of this his idea? Didn�t he want to touch her?
Hermione needed so badly to come, but there was no way she was going to beg.
Her expression conveyed her annoyance and frustration.

�Poor thing,� Malfoy sneered, but
seemed to reconsider after looking down at Hermione again. �Oh,
very well. Take off your shirt and skirt.�

Hermione didn�t know what Malfoy intended
to do, and she hesitated. As badly as she wanted this, it was still no small
thing to be that exposed before Draco Malfoy. However, she had agreed to cooperate, so she hopefully
obeyed. She sat up on the sofa and slowly unbuttoned and removed her blouse,
shivering as the cool air touched her skin. She then slid off her skirt and
draped both garments over the back of the sofa. She finally lay back down,
looking at Malfoy warily, a ball of nervous
anticipation sitting heavy in her stomach.

Draco wished he could take a picture of the sight before
him. Granger was lying on the sofa, her hair splayed out from the ponytail,
eyes and lips dark with lust, wearing nothing but a white bra and knickers,
complete with a noticeable damp spot. There was silence for a few moments as he
gazed at her bare skin in appreciation.

�You may touch yourself,� Malfoy
said, as if he were granting a favor. He kneeled down next to the sofa to get a
better view. His expression was unreadable.

Hermione was confused and incensed. Oh, she may, may she? How generous! She had half
a mind to dress and leave immediately, and to hell with the contract. But then
she thought of walking back to Gryffindor Tower in this state, dreading any
embarrassing questions about where she�d been and why she looked so disheveled.
And even if she got back without incident, she would still be left wanting....
Even if she were only touching herself, it would be much different in front of Malfoy than alone. And that difference excited Hermione in
spite of herself.

This was too good. Granger might actually do it. Draco
admitted to himself that this had been a gamble. She was either going to yell
at him and storm out, or she was going to give in and do it. From the lack of
screaming and the look on her face, Draco deduced that Hermione Granger might
actually be about to get herself off right in front of him. Who would ever
believe it?

Now the only challenge was going to be keeping himself from helping out. And there wouldn�t be time to
teach her how to properly return the favor. Draco supposed he would simply have
to think about this moment later while he got one of the Fifth Year girls to
suck him off. It wouldn�t do to lose his self control now when he was only
beginning to teach her.

Hermione didn�t move. He was just looking at her. This might have been the most awkward moment of her
entire life. And yet it was also somehow� what
was the word... titillating? The way he was staring at
her. The way he had hovered over her, whispering her fantasies into her
ear like that. The thing she was contemplating doing right in front of him�. Her
face flushed under his gaze. If she could only pluck up the courage to make her
hands move�.

�Go ahead, sweetheart. Slide those dainty little fingers into
your knickers and stroke yourself while I watch.� He looked positively evil in
his self-satisfaction.

Somehow his infuriating condescension unfroze her. Hermione
closed her eyes to alleviate some of the awkwardness and hesitantly positioned
her left hand over her breasts and her right hand at the top of her underwear. The
idea of Malfoy watching her was exciting, but she couldn�t
bring herself to look at him. She knew he had seen her fantasizing about him,
but it was so different when he was actually there. After another moment, she
slid the middle finger of her left hand over her left nipple and stifled a gasp
of reaction. She was so much more sensitive than usual because of all of Malfoy�s teasing. The nipple pebbled almost instantly and
it felt so good that she shifted to the right one, rubbing each in turn through
her bra and choking back soft moans of surprise and pleasure.

�That�s it,� Malfoy said after a
few moments, and Hermione nearly jumped from surprise. She had almost forgotten
that he was there. �Show me what you do when you think about me.�

A hot shiver ran through Hermione�s body at these words. His
voice was electrifying. It had been almost unbearable before, and she hadn�t
been touching herself then. Encouraged by his order and by the heat that was
building between her legs because of the attention her breasts were receiving,
Hermione slipped her right hand under the waistband of her knickers. She could
not contain a low moan of pleasure as she slid her middle finger easily over
her clit, which was rock hard and peeking from between the slick lips of her
pussy.

Draco was kneeling on the floor next to the sofa now,
practically sitting on his hands to keep from reaching out to touch the girl
that was less than an armslength away. He had watched
a fair number of girls touch themselves in his lifetime, but he had never seen
any girl get herself off as innocently and honestly as Granger did. Most girls
would instinctively act a bit; try to put on a show for him. Not Granger. She
was purely and honestly dying to come, and she didn�t care who was watching
anymore. She was frantically rubbing her nipples and stroking her clit, not
caring how it looked. It was incredibly sexy.

Hermione was close. She was going to come. She was going to
make herself have an orgasm in front of another living, breathing person for
the first time in her life. And she hated him. But she didn�t care. He was
handsome and sexy and he kissed her and touched her and made her feel beautiful
and naughty. She still couldn�t look at him. She arched her hips up, stroking
her clit harder and faster, her hand soaked in her own arousal.

Draco could tell that she was close and that made it even
harder not to touch her. He wasn�t going to give in. But he could still be what
pushed her over the edge. He watched her hand moving frantically beneath the white
cotton and commanded, �Come for me, mudblood.�

With one last flick of her finger, Hermione was consumed by
a wave of pleasure, her body obeying Malfoy�s order. Her
back arched and she bit her lip against the possibility of moaning Malfoy�s name.� She
lessened the intensity of her stroking so she could ride out her orgasm. She
wanted to feel his finger inside her, but she knew he wouldn�t do it. She
couldn�t bear the disappointment of trying to finger herself,
so she simply touched her clit gently until the shock waves subsided. Finally,
her body relaxed and she gave a sigh of satisfaction, slowing her breathing.

Without moving from his position on the floor, Draco issued
another command: �Lick your hand clean.�

Hermione�s eyes flew open and she looked at Malfoy with exasperation. Hermione had tasted herself
before, out of curiosity, but it had never been particularly thrilling. He did
not speak, but his expression discouraged disobedience. What had she to lose at
this point? She brought her drenched fingers to her lips and sucked on them
gently until they were clean, imagining they were Malfoy�s
fingers or cock instead.

Draco smirked and went to gather his things. When he came
back to the side of the sofa, Granger was dressed again and was putting her
shoes back on. He held out a small parcel to her and smirked enigmatically as
she took it from him after hesitating.

�What�s this?� Her senses were beginning to return to her
and she was suspicious.

�Your new uniform.� The smirk
widened. �You�ve proven yourself worthy to wear the colors.�

Hermione arched an eyebrow and opened the parcel. Inside was
a green silk bra and knickers with silver edging. Hermione�s draw nearly
dropped. He could not be serious.

�You will wear those,� Draco indicated the lingerie, �for
every lesson. They will take place here unless I say otherwise. I will notify
you by owl. And you will not wear red and gold unless you�re in your school
uniform.�

Hermione opened her mouth to protest, incensed at his
presumption, but he silenced her with a look. How did he always manage to do that?

Without so much as a backward glance, Draco quit the room.
He returned straight to the Slytherin dungeons to
find the nearest willing Fifth Year slut to siphon off some of his passion for
Granger.

Hermione rolled her eyes and hid the lingerie carefully at
the bottom of her school bag. At the last minute, she remembered the silver
ribbon in her hair. She scowled and pulled it out. It would not do for anyone
to see that. As soon as she had all of her things, she made her way back
towards Gryffindor Tower. It was late and she still needed to clean herself up
a bit before bed. She did not feel guilty. She did not regret what she had
done. She hoped she would still feel that way in the morning.

*****

A/N: Finally posted chapter five! I hope it was to everyone�s
satisfaction. This was a chapter that I had a draft of lying around but it
needed way more editing than I had initially thought, so it took me a while to
get it posted. I just realized that all of the smut so far has been
Hermione-centric. That was not intentional and it will by no means become a
trend. Malfoy should be an active participant in the
future!

I�m really excited about chapter six so maybe I can get it
posted a bit quicker next time. I can�t thank everyone enough for all of the
wonderful reviews! Knowing people are reading and waiting for that next chapter
is very motivating!

Breenieweenie�Now
you have your first lesson! I hope it met your expectations. I totally agree
about love and spankings. I assure you that spankings are in the works, but it
might take them a little while to get there. Wouldn�t want to scare her off by introducing
them too soon! Glad you�re liking it, and I�ll try to update as frequently as
possible!

kazfeist�Thanks for the well wishes :). Yes, Draco�s movement along
the �involvement spectrum� (I love that, by the way) is definitely going to be
gradual. He�s got a difficult past and a lot of issues to deal with, and it�ll
take some time for him to make progress. Thanks for the continued feedback!

scarletwitchextreme�Fear not! I am trying very hard to help Hermione keep her aggressiveness,
though things have been sort of an emotional roller coaster for her. The great
thing about Dramione is that both of them are aggressive
and everything is a battle of wills! I think Draco�s got her off guard right
now, but I think she�ll rally!

Katherine�Welcome to Lessons
and Obsessions! Thank you so much for your amazing review. I�m having a lot
of fun writing this fic because the tensions between
two characters like Hermione and Draco are so delicate and complex. I really
hope I�m doing it all justice! I will certainly continue to keep writing, and
hopefully with so many faithful and encouraging reviewers it will someday be a
completed work! Now that you know what happens next, I hope you�re still
intrigued! I�ve got a lot more planned and I hope to update frequently. Again,
thank you so much for reading and reviewing!

Coipje�Glad you liked it! Hope you
liked this one too! Thanks for your continual feedback, and I�m glad you�re
feeling better.
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