Never Fear the Unexpected | By : Mitchell92 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 1866 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Well then” Draco said smiling “Ladies first” he nodded towards her. Hermione took off her shoes and socks then curling up against the back of the sofa she considered where to start. Draco looked her over smiling to himself self this was his arena, seduction was his best subject and even though it may not come to much to tonight he was going to enjoy enticing miss Granger.
“Ok first question what made you change? Four years ago you seem almost content or at the very least resigned to your father’s way of life, what happened?”
“Well you just leapt into it” he said flustered but not offended he had been expecting that at some point but not so early in the game.
“I don’t intend to waste any of my questions while I have the chance” she smiled the familiar Granger smile, it was her smug I’m enjoying this as much as you smile. Because she had him, he had to answer otherwise she wouldn’t answer his. This was the way the game was play and never had he found a more worthy opponent.
“Alright but I should warn you it’s not a happy tale.” She just sat there waiting she wasn’t going to concede. So he kicked off his boots and sock too and made himself comfortable. They were in for an interesting night it seemed. “I went home for the Easter holiday unexpectedly and found my parents torturing a muggle couple. When I came in my parents were please to see me. It was true my father had been talking more and more about preparing me and training me for my pre-ordained life. But still it horrified me to be made to watch to listen them give me instructions on how to make it worse, more accurate they called it. Finally when they were done my father offered me they killed.” He paused for a moment letting the event fill his mind. “That was the moment I found out what kind of man I was going to be. I was not and am not a killer. I ran to the bathroom and threw up. My father yelled through the door that I was a coward. He broke it down eventually and I was punished but I took it gladly. I knew I hadn’t saved anyone but I was glad to know that I was not capable of that. As he tortured me, my father told me to say I was sorry, to admit I was wrong and was a coward. I did not, it made it worse but I knew that I had made the right choice. He hasn’t spoken to me since then it makes for very quiet summers.”
Hermione was very quiet she too looked as if she was going to be sick. He got up and poured her a glass of water, she thanked him and drank it one. Draco moved back to the sofa he reached over to her and pulled her to lie on her back across his chest.
“I told you it was not a happy story but still I’m sorry you had to hear that.”
“I asked” she said she voice sounded harsh. He nodded and then waited quietly to recover. Finally she sat up again sitting between his legs. “Your own father tortured you?” he smiled sadly.
“It wasn’t the first time. I was never exactly sold on his way of life, even in the years I was an absolute prat, I only did it because I wanted him to love and respect me. But he was never proud of me so I gave up on that dream a long time ago.”
“But how could he do that? Why was he not proud of you?”
“Hermione” he sighed trying to find the words to make her understand. “I grew up in a very different kind of household from you. Even I don’t claim to fully understand all of my father’s choices. All I know is I will never be like him; not one bit. So that when I gave up on everything he stood for to make sure that I would be like that. But I don’t think I could ever fully explain my life to you. However if you asked me a question I will try to answer it honestly but there are some things I can’t tell for your own safety and mine.” She nodded she did understand that. He smiled and rubbed her cheek. “Now that was four questions I believe”. He smiled thinking over his list of questions.
“Ok my turn. Why have you never been with anyone? I don’t understand why you are so insistent on going through life alone because I know you had offers so why?”
“A number of reasons I suppose but it’s not that I’m insistent on going through life alone, it’s more that I honestly have never found anyone one else to interest me in that way. You are right I have had offers but none that I could really see myself with.”
“Not good enough for you” he teased, she threw a pillow at him. He laughed. “No honestly ok I get you not wanting a relationship with them. I will admit that none of the men that follow you are really interesting enough to hold you but they could at least give you a good night to remember”
“O come off it. The most any of them could manage it a few minutes in an empty classroom. Besides I told you I want more than a one night stand.”
“True but you know I can offer you a hell of a lot more than that.” He reached up to kiss her neck again, the longing to be close to her again to strong to resist. She wrapped her arms around his board shoulders and moan a little at the sensations that sent through her. “I can give you so much more then you ever dared dream of.” He whispered in her ear.
“I know” she whispered back. He pulled back and stroked her cheek. They stood staring at each other for a while before he finally spoke again.
“Ok second question how far have you gone with a man? Just out of interested.” A small blushed covered her cheeks but she answered almost instantly.
“Not far really. I’ve kissed but that’ it” he smiled.
“You are really are a virgin. Ok third question have you ever wanked?
“Draco.” She said trying a very bright red; she looked more embarrassed than outraged.
“what? It’s a legitimate question?”
“How on earth could asking me whether I’ve touched myself be legitimate?” he moved in close again his hand slow moving up her leg while he whisper in her ear.
“It’s a question of pleasing you” he said his fingers getting dangerously close to the hem of her skirt. “If you’ve never been touch and never played with yourself, then you don’t know where you like to be touch or how. You don’t know how fast,” his fingers rushed up her leg pushing her skirt up to the tops of her thighs. “Slow.” He slowed down pushing the skirt further away, inch by inch revealing more skin. “Hard.” He grabbed her leg and she gasped. “Or gentle.” His fingertips brush along her thigh making her breathing increase. His eyes were fixed on his work. ” You don’t know where you are sensitive.” His finger moved to the underside of her knee and stroked. Hermione feel a strange sensation go through her. “You don’t know what you prefer my tongue” he licked all the way up her leg to just where her skirt was hiding her core. “Or my fingers” his fingers followed the line made by his tongue back down her leg. Then he pulled away from her completely allowing her breathing to return to normal.
“So have you?” she struggled to remember what they had been talking about. He lent in again and whispered once more. “Have you ever shoved your little fingers in your wet pussy and made yourself come” his eyes flicked down to her hidden core imagining that image.
“No” she managed to stammer.
“Hmm that a shame.” He said still starring at her hidden cunt. Then he looked back up at her “You would have enjoyed it.” He pulled back again. “Of course it makes little difference to me it just means that I get to spend a lot more time find out exactly what you do like. Trust me I will be very thorough, which brings me to my last question. I want to see you, all of you tonight. You can say no and nothing has to happen unless you want it to but I so want to know what you look like naked?” he said his eye’s raking her body from top to toe. Hermione swallowed hard. The truth was she wanted that, she wanted to be complete bare with him; no clothes, no interruptions, nothing hidden. She wanted him to take her to show exactly what he was capable of. She wanted to make love with him tonight but she wasn’t sure if she had the nerve. She knew that if she let him start she wouldn’t have the will to stop him. She took a deep breath and made up her mind.
She moved close. It was her turn to unnerve him for a change but she wasn’t sure if she could pull off like him. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder, she could see the smirk on his face she was sure it mirrored her own. He thought he won. She whispered in his ear.
“Nothing has to happen?” she repeated his words
“Nothing” she could hear the gloating in his voice. She pulled back and laid down on the sofa
“That a shame, I was hoping for so much more than nothing.” He looked at her for just a moment then understanding crossed his face and he smiled then stood up. He began to undo the buttons on his shirt, Hermione just watched as his pale lightly muscled chest came into view. He held out a finger and beckon to her. She moved towards him not sure what was about to happen. When she was close enough Draco wrapped and arm around her back and pulled her to him roughly. He slowly moved his way up her neck with his tongue. Then whispered in her ear
“Tic for tack” and slipped the first button of her shirt out of the hole. Her breath hitched. Some small part of her mind register that this was the most unlikely thing to of ever happen to her but now she was here with him, being with him was all she could think about. When the last button was undone Draco pulled back to look at her. He watched her pale brown skin appear as inch by inch he removed the plain white shirt. Then he placed two kisses, once on each breasts before removing her bra. She had never been this exposed to anyone before as Draco appraised her now bare breasts; she could feel as warm flush covering. She felt venerable and excited about what was yet to come.
Draco pulled her even closer to him and let out a low moan.
“You are so warm” and she was warm and beautiful, full and rounded. Oh god he wanted her but this was not the place. He could have quite easily lain on the ground and fucked into her for hours but he had to do this right. She was not after all one of his meaningless playthings of the past. Hermione was special, different and he would treat her as such. He pulled back from her keeping only her hands locked in his. At first she looked confused but as he pulled her towards his staircase the confusion left her to be replaced by nerves. He could see it that scared virgin look. He paused at the door and pulled her to him again.
“We will go slow and you can always change your mind.” He assured her. He didn’t want her to be scared. But she took a deep breath and squared her shoulders and replied
“No I won’t”. He smiled that was his girl; his brave little lioness facing her fear head on. He turned back to the door then and spoke the password. It swung open to admit them. He led her gently down the staircase never taking his eyes off her beauty. He pulled her to the bed and then at its foot he once again to kiss her neck.
Hermione was glad to have him close to her again, it made her just that little bit less nervous. The nerves were also harder to focus on when he was providing such a glorious distraction. Her body tingled with passion for him, passion she was so desperate to show him so she placed her hands on her on his shoulders and pushed him back. He didn’t have time to be surprised by her rejection before her mouth closed over his. She tangled her fingers into his hair and pulled him as close as they could get. His finger found the zip of her skirt. He let it fall to the ground revealing her pale lacy underwear. They were much sexy then Draco had expected and they intrigued him. Wanting this last barrier removed he let his fingers take them from her and at last she stood before him naked.
He took a moment to appraise her fully. He wanted to remember this night; every moment of it forever.
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