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Spontaneous Combustion	By : astartelydianna Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 16780 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Author's Notes: OK guys from here on in it's going to get graphic so consider yourselves warned! That is all!

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Spontaneous Combustion

Chapter Eight: Blind

The more Hermione thought about what he had said the more it made sense, so she downed the last of her drink and somewhat uncertainly put on the blindfold.

"Now what?" she asked. He didn't reply, instead Hermione felt his cool hands take hers and tug her to her feet as he led her away from the sofa, presumably to the bedroom. She gulped, could she really go through with this crazy plan?

"Can I ask one question?" Hermione spoke up, her voice uncertain and she hesitantly followed as he tugged her along behind him. "You can't stand the sight of me...you've said as much so why would you be willing to do this, I'm sure you could go and find willing witches with little to no effort so it can't be just the...sex for you." She flushed as she said it and internally cursed herself for struggling to voice the words of the situation she was in.

"My reasons are my own." He told her, she felt him release her hand and move away from her only to reappear behind her and place his hands on both of her arms to guide her forwards. "Perhaps...eventually I will tell you but for now it doesn't matter."

She felt goosebumps creep along her arms as he trailed his hands back up them and to her chest where he began to confidently undo the buttons. It was unnerving not being able to see or know what was going to happen next, to be honest part of her half expected him to undress her, disarm her and then make her the butt of some joke but she tried to squash that part since he had seemed at least a bit more grown up than during their school days since returning to Hogwarts.

Her blouse was carefully slid from her body before hands explored the newly exposed flesh of her sides and stomach before reaching to unfasten her skirt also and let that drop from her body. Hermione felt that she should be cold in the dungeons in just her underwear and stockings but instead she was boiling, mainly from all the blood rushing to her face in her embarrassment. This was as naked as she had ever been with a man before; Ron had never gotten further than this with her only fondling her with her underwear on. Draco however appeared to have no such intentions and moved to stand in front of her before reaching around to unfasten her bra, which for a pureblood wizard he appeared to have little trouble with when she knew for a fact that most witches wore either basques, corsets or a bra like garment that instead of hooks fastened with laces much like a corset. She opened her mouth to make a small protest at becoming naked so quickly only to freeze when his lips covered hers firmly, effectively ending any protest or argument she may make.

Her bra dropped from her shoulders and without breaking the kiss he manoeuvred it off of her completely. He then placed a few wandering kisses on her neck before dropping to his knees in front of her, a position she had never imagined seeing him in before and wished that she could see now. She wondered briefly if he was still fully clothed or if he had began to undress also but then realised that he must have removed his jacket at the very least because she had felt his bare arms.

He tugged at her ankle until she complied with his wish to lift her leg so that he could remove one shoe then the other before she felt his fingers one her thighs rolling down each stocking in turn. She swallowed thickly knowing that her only garment left was next and that she would then be bared before him. He didn't stand yet, she could feel him breathing against her hip before he began to place kisses on the soft sensitive skin there, he began to suck and nibble at it causing her to let a small moan slip past her lips. The sound of her own voice and the clenching feeling in her stomach shocked her; this was the feeling she wanted, this is what it was supposed to feeling like...just not with someone you don't even like.

Fingers hooked inside the edges of her underwear and then they were being tugged down, Hermione was instantly embarrassed at the wetness there that she was certain must be evident on her underwear. Draco still said nothing though, no encouragement but at least no cutting insults either.

She felt him kiss her lower abdomen for a moment and then he was gone. She almost called out his name to question where he was but a few moments later she felt him in front of her again, his arms brushing hers as he pulled her to him in a heated kiss this time. Hands found her hips and squeezed at her bum cheeks until she found herself being lifted and before she knew it her back was being pressed into a softness that must have been his bed. Feeling the wizard's body above her, pressing her into it and kissing her roughly caused her to groan loudly into his mouth as his hands took liberties with her body, she couldn't even register where exactly they were because they moved so much it felt like they were everywhere. His lips left hers and he pulled away slightly to her disappointment until she felt his hands there, she gasped as he started stroking her carefully...no one but her had actually touched her there before, not under her clothes so that it was skin on skin. As his fingers slid smoothly into her she let her head roll back into the bed as a new rush of wetness came preparing her for him. She was beyond being embarrassed now, she didn't have to look at him...she could pretend it was anyone doing these things to her; like Viktor, whom she fancied definitely but hadn't been able to take seriously relationship-wise. Then he began playing with her clit in steady circles just as she did herself. She had managed to bring herself to orgasm this way but she knew from experience it took a long time and had felt the wrist ache first hand.

She couldn't control her body any longer, feeling it bucking against his hands as he pleasured her. She bit her lip, she was close...already!

"Relax." A voice told her and she briefly came back from her mind wandering, realising exactly who was doing this to her body. She began fisting the material beneath her in frustration as she still hovered close to her release. The hands on her moved, one leaving her clit altogether, much to her protest, to snatch her hands and grip them together holding them tightly in mid air to stop her flailing. Then he was on her clit again but the sensation was different, groaning lowly realising that it was now his tongue on her to allow him to pin her hands with his free one. Once again she was climbing that peak but still frustrated until suddenly she was there, her body going taut and stiff before convulsing and then relaxing limply into the bed. She panted heavily, still not really believing that she had just been brought to climax by someone else when hands tugged the blindfold off of her.

A naked torso was revealed first before she was able to focus on the whole form that was Draco Malfoy hovering above her. He was knelt between her legs now and she didn't have the guts to look down. He seemed to be pausing long enough for her to protest but when she said nothing he moved forward, and she could feel him nudging between her lower lips. She spread open for him easily as he found her entrance and when she still said nothing her filled her with once smooth thrust. She tensed at the intrusion, it was uncomfortable and she had to fight the urge to shove him away instead choosing to take a few deep breaths. It didn't hurt like she thought it would but it definitely felt awkward and unpleasant, like she was trying to stretch to fit him in when he was too big, but he did fit and although she hadn't peeked she was sure he didn't have some enormous monster penis. Despite all her internal rationalisations it was still not pleasurable for her when he moved inside her. She was surprised however that he seemed to find it highly enjoyable, his face was buried on her shoulder and he was breathing heavily as he placed an open mouthed kiss against the skin there. With that distraction she noticed that it was no longer unpleasant for her.

As the blonde wizard above her began to pick up a comfortable pace she felt her stomach tightening again as her body began to enjoy being filled in such a way. She let out a moan of her own as Draco groaned and began to drive deeper into her. She realised that he was close to his own release as his thrusts became less controlled and with another deep thrust he let out a long groan next to her ear.

After a few moments with no sound save their panting he lifted himself from her and she was relieved to see him removing a dragon skin before throwing it towards, presumably the bin, and lying down next to her.

Suddenly Hermione felt awkward, now what? She felt like she should thank him but didn't. She suspected he just wanted her gone with as little fuss as possible, so she swallowed and found her voice.

"Do you want me to go?" she asked her voice near a whisper. He let out a rich chucked and dropped his arm over his head.

"Merlin Granger, just because I'm not all cuddly doesn't mean I'm kicking you out before you can say Quidditch." He laughed. "Just keep your mouth shut and relax for a minute then we can go discuss the arrangement further."

"Arrangement?" she enquired, sounding surprised. The bed moved as he appeared above her.

"You didn't think that was it did you?" he smirked. "You've still got plenty to learn, we're nowhere near finished yet."

"How can you still manage to be such an arrogant git?" she asked, but the corners of her mouth were twitching as she said it.

"Because...if I were to do this..." he said, running his hand across her hip before ducking his head to kiss just below her left breast causing her breath to hitch. "You'd be more than willing to keep going." He rolled back onto his back and stop touching her. "But I'm not going to because you're going to be sore."

"Oh." She sat up slowly, suddenly feeling embarrassed at her lack of clothing and cold from the chill of the dungeon. "It's bloody cold down here."

With that the two of them redressed themselves and headed back to the living room where the fireplace was lit.
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