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Research & Development	By : BooBack Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 13780 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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7.
Fuck’s sake! How did he ever think that this was a good idea? It had been less than two weeks since he had overheard those fucking words that had made him realise that Granger was far from being the prissy little swot that he had always thought that she was, and for some godsforsaken reason he thought it was a good idea to let her back into his flat. ‘This one’s just come out,’ she had said. ‘We could watch it at yours tonight if you’re up for it.’ He had nodded unenthusiastically but she had smiled that fucking dazzling smile and he didn’t have it in his heart to back out.
He had been trying to avoid her most of the week, especially after he had tried to meet up for their normal Sunday run last weekend. He had been walking towards her – her back turned to him – and his gaze had fallen on her absolutely amazing arse being hugged tightly by her yoga pants and his immediate reaction to this was enough to cause him to turn around and quickly walk back to his flat while messaging Granger that he wasn’t feeling well that morning.
At the office, he had put his head down and worked diligently on his project. The information that they had gleaned in Romania was actually very helpful for choosing the correct tender for the construction contracts—when he had described the observation pods and the required charms, only one company had said that they could create these.
It was as though he had suddenly been enlightened with the rare and sexy beauty that was Hermione Granger. He had of course noticed before that she had quite big breasts and a shapely arse and pouty lips, but he had dismissed them in his mind because he had just never thought of her as a sexual person, but after Romania he now looked at her tits and thought that they were fucking incredible and he wanted to stare at her magnificent arse and he groaned when he thought about what she could do with those lips.
He had tried to ignore these feelings, but now, as she sat on his sofa – he only had the one – only a few feet away from him, watching the film with rapt attention, he couldn’t think of anything else. He tried to watch the film, but he could not honestly think of a single thing that had happened and knew he was going to be caught out when she tried to ask about some important plot points when it finished but he was too busy discreetly looking at the beautiful creature next to him.
She would gasp at something that happened on the screen and his cock would twitch at the sound as it reminded him of her gasping in pleasure in that observation pod. She bit her lips and he couldn’t help but think of those teeth and those lips wrapped around his cock as he fucked her mouth. His gaze raked down her body and his hands itched to touch those beautiful tits and absolutely glorious behind.
He wished that he were brave enough to make a move, but he knew that there was no way that she could ever feel the same about him. She had made it clear that she was not attracted to him and she had never given him any reason to think that there was any other feelings than friendship. And, though he had woken up almost every single morning since that fateful evening in Romania hard and aching with dissipating dreams of Hermione Granger in his head, he still valued her friendship more than some passing fancy.
He sighed and tried to focus his attention back on the film.
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‘Draco, can I ask you a question,’ she said softly when the film had ended.
He looked curiously over at her. They usually went straight into a debate about which parts of the film were the best, and he could not help but notice that she had used his first name. ‘Sure, Granger.’
She looked up into his face for a moment and then shook her head, ‘Nevermind.’
‘What is it?’ he asked, now curious.
She looked back up at him and sighed, running a hand through her glorious hair. ‘It’s just that…’ she huffed. ‘Okay, so I heard these girls talking…when we were in Romania…’ she said.
His eyebrows furrowed, not sure where this was going.
‘They were talking about you,’ she said, looking straight into his eyes.
He groaned. Kelly must have been blabbing about spending time with him. ‘And?’ he asked, again not exactly sure what she would have said.
‘Well, she said…she said that you liked to spend time…down there,’ she said in an embarrassed way. Draco smirked loftily, about to offer his services, when she continued, ‘And Charlie’s never done that.’
The smirk slid from his face, and he tilted his head slightly as he asked, ‘What?’
‘He’s never offered, you know? And I…I don’t want to ask, but, do you know how I could ask? You see, he’s coming to visit next weekend…’ she trailed off seeming very embarrassed by what she was saying and he knew that she hated not knowing something. Draco felt suddenly angry at Weasley.
‘He’s never offered?’ He couldn’t let her know that he had overheard them that night and so asked, ‘Do you, you know, go down on him?’
‘Yes,’ she said. ‘I mean, quite often actually. I really enjoy it.’ She was saying this enthusiastically and it made his already hard cock ache. He was thankful for the blanket that he had thrown over his lap when he sat down.
‘And you,’ he gulped. ‘Swallow?’ She nodded eagerly and holy fuck only Hermione Granger could make a conversation about swallowing a man’s cum seem innocent. ‘And he doesn’t, reciprocate?’ This time she frowned and shook her head. ‘At all?’ Draco asked.
‘I mean, when we do that, it’s usually right at the beginning,’ she said. ‘And after he’s done, he just sort of wants to relax for a bit.’
‘So he doesn’t make you come at all?’ Draco said, louder than he expected. ‘After you do that for him?’
She seemed a bit concerned about his intensity. ‘Not when we do that,’ she said. ‘I usually come when we have sex.’
Draco seethed. He looked over at her and if it wasn’t for the innocent, questioning look in her eyes, he would have dropped to the floor, ripped her trousers off and shown her what she was missing. His shoulders slumped and he breathed out, annoyed that that wasn’t what she wanted. He tried to find a way to explain his experience on the subject.
‘I’ve found, Granger, that there are three types of guys when it comes to this. The same as there is to women and, you know, going down on a guy. There is the first, who is the one that will not do it at all and thinks that it is immoral and gross. There is the second, who will do it when asked, but not really enjoy it. And there is the third, who loves it, and sometimes even gets more turned on while giving than receiving.’
Hermione nodded and let out a long breath. ‘So you think there’s no point in even asking. That he’s somewhere between the first and the second.’ She frowned.
‘I mean, you can give it a try, Granger. Maybe he just needs some encouragement?’ Fuck, could this get any worse? Here he was, in his flat, with the woman that he had found himself entirely and inexplicably attracted to, and he was telling her how to get it off with her fuck buddy.
She gave a sigh and looked back over to the now dark television, her mind obviously deep in thought. ‘Thanks, Malfoy. I should get going. See you later.’
She gathered her things and left with a crack. He had charmed his flat so that visitors could apparate away, but not into his flat. As soon as she was gone, he threw the blankets off of himself and released his hard cock to the air. How the fuck could Granger get him so turned on?
He knew that some guys didn’t like to go down on a woman, but when she so enthusiastically liked to go down on Weasley, Draco was annoyed that he had never even offered, or even brought her off using his fingers. He groaned as he imagined himself in that position.
He imagined that Granger was on her knees in front of him just now, sucking his cock into her mouth and he pushed forward to the back of her throat, fucking her mouth until he felt his balls tighten and his spunk release into her waiting orifice.
Then, when she smiled up at him, he dragged her up onto the sofa, peeling her clothes off until he had bared her sexy cunt to the open air, breathing in her scent as he lowered his mouth over her dripping wet sex. He buried his face into her, licking and sucking at her, giving her orgasm after orgasm before finally crawling up her and burying his cock into her warm, willing body, fucking her until they both climaxed again together.
He woke up a couple hours later, lying on the sofa, his cock still out of his trousers and a pool of cum on the floor in front of him.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
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