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The Homerun Blues	By : Padfoot Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 62929 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter
6


In the middle of the night, Hermione woke up feeling somewhat
disoriented. After a few moments of
confusion, it sunk in on where she had fallen asleep and with whom.

She
quietly turned around onto her back and came face to face with the sight of
Malfoy sleeping with his face nuzzled into his pillow.

Hermione
cringed at remembering what had transpired the night before. It had initially seemed like a good idea
to try some of the firewhiskey Seamus had smuggled inside the castle. In the light of experimentation,
something she seemed to be doing a lot of recently, trying some firewhiskey
seemed like a fun thing to do.
After only two sips of the disgusting liquid, she had felt herself
relaxing a bit, something that had been very welcome in her state of
nervousness.

Perhaps
the smart thing to have done was to have called it quits after three
glasses.

But
she had felt herself relaxing even more, and more, and more. All her worries had melted away like
snow in the sun.

Little
did she know that they would magically grow back once the alcohol had lost its
effect. She buried her face in her
hands and whimpered at remembering what had happened after she had stumbled her
way back to the Head Student�s quarters.

Merlin,
the things she had said to Malfoy!
She had just barked out every little thought that had crossed her
mind.

Goddamit, who knew that alcohol
could educe verbal diarrhoea?!

Hermione
bit her lip at remembering what had happened afterwards. She reckoned that perhaps her drunken
state had been a good thing, since she probably wouldn�t have been as
comfortable with the vulnerable position Malfoy had pushed her in if she had
been sober.

She
was surprised to remember how passionate Malfoy had been. She honestly hadn�t been expecting him
to use anything on her except his hands.
The eager way in which he had started licking her was astonishing to say
the least. Hermione had always
regarded oral sex as something people would oblige in to please a person they
deeply cared about, because in any other scenario she couldn�t possibly
comprehend why anyone would want to go swallow another person�s bodily juices.

It
had sure felt good though, she thought with a blush. She had never experienced an orgasm of
such impact before. Usually, her
orgasms would gradually build up and sort of wash over her like a wave. This time it had slammed into her
like a wall. For a few moments, her
mind had been totally blank.

Next
thing she remembered was chasing a flock of flying pink bunnies with a butterfly
net, so Hermione figured that she must have passed out after
that.

Hermione
briefly contemplated on returning to her own room, but found that she quite
liked to sleep in Malfoy�s bed.
This whole thing had been about fulfilling her sexual fantasies and
sneaking back to her room like some random thief in the night wasn�t part of
it. Besides, if Malfoy hadn�t
kicked her out of his bed yet it proved that he didn�t mind her presence too
much. On that note, Hermione rolled
herself back unto her side to get a bit more shut-eye before dawn would
break.

*


Hermione woke for a second time that night, immediately aware that
sometime during his sleep Malfoy had spooned himself behind her on the singles
bed. Hermione�s breath hitched at
the feeling of his entire body squashed against hers, his prominent morning
erection pressing against her bum and his hand possessively squeezing her
breast.

When
she carefully tried to lift his hand off her, he forcefully squeezed it in
refusal and snuggled closer to her in his sleep.

�Oh
Gods!� she gasped at his unconscious grope and immediately felt her nipples
hardening under his touch.

She
instantly closed her eyes in agony, realising what was about to happen now that
she was aroused again.

Shit! Shit! SHIT!

They
had gone through all the �bases� and had reached �homeplate�.

Sexual
experimentation without it being her responsibility was one thing, losing her
virginity in the process went a tad too far in Hermione�s opinion. If only she hadn�t been stupid enough to
fall asleep in his bed!

Meanwhile,
Hermione noticed that Malfoy had rolled away from her; something her mind felt
relieved about, yet gravely disgruntled her aching body. Merlin, which one should she listen
to? She turned around, trying to
figure out her next course of action, and whimpered at the sight that met
her.

While
Malfoy was still half asleep, his right-hand had started working on its own
accord and had wandered down his stomach to take care of his morning
erection.

Feeling utterly transfixed, Hermione
let her eyes rake over him as Malfoy�s hand squeezed his shaft, which was still
carefully concealed by his pants.
She bit her lip when her arousal intensified at seeing Malfoy buck his
hips into his hand.

How could the sight of Malfoy
touching himself be so arousing?

Meanwhile, in her own desperation,
Hermione had let her hand guide itself in-between her legs to relieve part of
her own ache. She honestly didn�t
know what to do. Her body craved to
have sex with Malfoy, yet her mind screamed not to do it. She couldn�t just shake him awake saying
�Wake up Malfoy, it�s time for sex�.
This is not how she had wanted it to be. In the end, it might not be her fault,
but she definitely would have lost something she couldn�t get back.

She heard him whimper and Hermione�s
eyes snapped up to Malfoy�s face in interest.

Did Draco Malfoy just
whimper?

She scooted a little closer and
studied his face, which oddly enough she found more enthralling than the motions
of his hand. His mouth was slightly
open, little aching pants escaping his lips. His entire face was so un-Malfoyish it
was uncanny. No scowl, no glare, no
trace of disgust, just concentration and vulnerability in his seek for
release. His pink little tongue
briefly darted out to moisten his dry lips and Hermione had to physically
restrain herself not to assault and ravish it with her own.

Her breath hitched as she watched
Malfoy slightly pulling his pants down to get better access to his aching
erection. Hermione bit the inside
of her cheek so harshly she was bound to draw blood. His swollen arousal stood proudly erect,
his eager hand rubbing it and coating it with the transparent white fluid that
was leaking from the tip.

Hermione felt like she was about to
explode. She couldn�t take it
anymore, especially not when the exact thing she needed to relieve her ache was
tantalisingly displayed in front of her.
She wanted Malfoy�s cock inside of her, stretching her inner walls and
making her scream out in release.
Tears of despair started leaking from her eyes when she gave in to her
need and reached out to give Malfoy a nudge so he�d wake up.

�Malfoy� Hermione whispered
hoarsely. �Malfoy, wake
up!�

In reply, Malfoy wrinkled his brow,
gave a disgruntled moan and seemed to refuse to wake up.

�Malfoy!� Hermione said, partially sobbing while
shaking him again. �Malfoy, come
on! Malf... Draco wake
up!�

The unfamiliar sound of Granger
saying his first name instantly snapped Draco awake. It didn�t take long for him to
understand what was going on when he felt her lips descending on his own and her
tongue needy started ravishing his mouth.
Wheels started turning in his head, his brain desperately trying to
figure out his course of action.

What was he supposed to
do?

It was obvious that he needed to
sleep with her to solve this thing, but he knew very well that he wasn�t allowed
to do so.

Fuck! Why hadn�t he dragged her over to her
own bed when she had been still asleep?

The little moral fibre that still
resided in Draco�s body felt horrible about taking her virginity like this. Sure, he had slept with virgins before,
but they had all been eager and willing to be broken into sex by him. Granger might be willing now, due to the
potion, but it was obvious that she was going to regret this later on.

Also, Draco couldn�t help but feel
incredibly aroused. His rock hard
erection was aching so badly it was painful. Feeling Granger straddling him and
rubbing her wetness against his stomach really didn�t help!

�Granger, the antidote should be
ready today!� Draco said hastily
when she shortly released his lips due to lack of oxygen. �Don�t you think you can hold on for a
few minutes while I go fetch it?�

In response, Granger looked at him
with wide eyes, her lust-filled mind seemingly trying to decipher the words he
had just spoken. Her face was so
close to Draco�s that the only thing he could see of it was these two big brown
eyes staring a hole into his.

She bent her head and rested her
forehead unto his chest, apparently in contemplation. Draco could feel her nails digging into
his wrists as she was panting heavily.
Her body shuddered on top of him from pent up stress and he could feel
her tears of desperation staining his chest.

�Oh
fuck!� Draco cursed as suddenly
Granger resolutely grabbed onto his erection.

She
quickly shimmied herself downwards, still holding onto him and Draco realised
what she was planning to do.

�Granger,
no!� Draco said harshly, trying
to get from under her as she positioned his erection against her entrance.

If
this was really going to happen, she really shouldn�t be taking top!

Having
her virginity breached was going to be painful enough; she really shouldn�t be
doing it herself. Draco hissed when
he felt her hot juices kissing and gripping the head of his erection.

She
really shouldn�t do this!

�Stop! Granger, wait, I�ll-� he said hoarsely,
but it was no use. In one swift
motion, Granger impaled herself on him, harshly snapping her hymen on his
erection and fully sheathing him inside of her. Draco couldn�t help but release a
strangled groan at feeling her tight warmth hugging him into madness.

Shite! This was all wrong!

She
didn�t even give herself time to acclimatise, instead savagely started pounding
unto him. Draco looked up at her,
seeing her face crumpled up and reflecting a ray of emotions somewhere
in-between intense pleasure and intense pain. She had Draco�s hands pinned against the
bed on either side of his head, her fingers tangled alongside his own.

Draco
wanted to stop her, but he couldn�t.
Both because she had pinned him down under her; rendering him practically
immobile, and because he knew that stopping her now would only make things
worse. The damage was done and all
there could be done was to see this through.

Granger
leaned in to kiss him again, her actions filled with need and desperation. He returned her kiss with equal ardour,
letting himself give in to their joining as she sped up her thrusts. He just wished she would slow down a
bit, since he knew she was hurting herself by pounding into him so
savagely. He could feel himself
breaking out into sweat, his body not oblivious to Granger�s pleasurable
ministrations. Her pelvis savagely
grinded against his, almost to a point where he suspected she�d leave a
bruise. Her hands were squeezing
his so harshly they were almost deprived of blood. Draco gently squeezed her hands in
return to let her know that he was there for her, that she wasn�t in this alone.
He couldn�t really figure out why he felt like doing such an
uncharacteristically kind sentiment, all he knew that it seemed like the thing
to do at the time.

The
room filled itself with the sounds of needy moans, flesh slapping against flesh
and the bed squeaking under each of Granger�s thrusts. As Draco felt his orgasm building up, he
desperately tried to keep enough of his wits intact to be able hold off long
enough for her to climax first; but apparently he didn�t have to worry. Granger�s breath hitched and with a few
desperate uncontrolled thrusts, she screamed out her release. Her nails painfully dug into the back of
his hand, but Draco was too far-gone to feel the pain. Her inner muscled clamped around him and
dragged out his own climax. His
limbs went rigid as a wave of intense release washed over him, pushing his mind
out of his body and for a few fleeting moments making him black-out out of
reality.

As
he was still busy coming down from his orgasm he already felt Granger letting go
of his hands and lifting herself off him.
Draco opened his eyes and saw her backing away from the bed, her hand
clasping in front of her mouth in shock.
She seemed about ready to start crying.

�I�m
sorry...� she stammered in a high whimpering voice as she backed away towards
the door. �I�m so sorry.�

Draco
wanted to say something, but he couldn�t; both because he didn�t know what to
say and because he seemed to have magically lost his voice. Not that it mattered much, since Granger
didn�t seem in the mood to want to wait for a reply. She quickly turned around, opened the
door and hasted her way out the room.

Draco
leaned back against the bed and covered his face in his hands.

Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!

Somewhere
along the way, this whole thing had gone completely wrong.

**********

End
of chapter 6

Thanks
for reviewing: lala,
Jay, lilil, Kiki
Malfoy, Yawning,

apparateawayhp: You
really are a dedicated reviewer, let me tell you that. :-) You know, there�s a
bit of a plot bunny brooding in my head for another fic, and I think that after
RandySchoolBoy-Draco and Draco-SexGod, I�m going to give Virgin-Draco a
try. Lets see how he handles
himself. *grins*

semperputus:
I�ve been thinking about that, but I decided that I�m willing to take the
risk. Handling two Draco�s might
very well be the end of me, but what a way to go! And no, I won�t be doing anymore cloning. I
actually did give you the original one, because I thought it would be fun for me
to make a fresh Draco for myself and start training him from the beginning. I shouldn�t be complaining really, but
it became apparent early on that he�s too obstinate to admit that he needs
guidance and refuses to take directions from me. Perhaps if you�re willing to lend me
yours (since you apparently won�t give him back), he might actually
listen to himself. (I can�t believe I just typed all this... I need a life).

Amber:
Yeah, I like the idea of Draco being a �giver� and not a taker... yet not
totally since he�s still a Malfoy.
*frowns* Did this just make any sense? :-)

Vixen
Malfoy: Check
my profile, hun. More stories
there.

Elektra
Malfoy:
Bugger! I really liked your first
suggestion. Damn damn damn, that
would have been a good angle.
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