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Sweat	By : VulgarAssassin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 5278 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: This is adapted from another fanfic of mine, just changed the vibes to match Dramione. This is pretty filthy, smell kink, sweat kink, ect.
"Those muggle fitness trainers are something else, Granger. Probably one of the best gifts you've gotten me, to be quite frank," Draco chuckled as he entered their home, quickly slipping off his shoes before he began pulling at his t-shirt.
Hermione leaned over the kitchen counter, a grape absentmindedly pressed against her lips as her eyes drank in the sight of her boyfriend shedding his sweat soaked shirt.
It was fresh, the sweat, he must have disappareted soon after his workout.
Draco used his shirt to wipe up some more sweat from the back of his neck and Hermione almost moaned as the muscles of his pectorals, glistening with fresh sweat, flexed minutely with the action.
"How was your meeting, Granger?"
A few beads of sweat were dripping down his toned abdomen, collecting at the waistband of his shorts which was already damp and darkened.
Draco tossed his t-shirt to the side, a filthy habit really, they had a hamper for a reason, but all Hermione could think about was the stretch of Draco's obliques and, Merlin, did she want to run her tongue across it and collect the sweat—
"Oi, witch!"
"Huh?" Hermione broke out of her stupor as her gaze snapped to Draco's amused expression. The grape slipped through her fingers and fell on the floor, rolling underneath their fridge. "Oh! It was good, yeah, thanks."
Hermione placed a hand against her neck, feeling the heat of her flush against it, and Draco seemed to notice too as his eyes scanned across her face and then down the column of her throat.
Draco smirked as he walked around the counter and toward her, placing his hands gently on her hips, "Ahhh, I see. The advisor to the Minister of Magic is horny, isn't she?"
Draco's eyes were dark with lust, and he pressed his pelvis against Hermione's own. She gasped instinctually when his hardness dug against her front.
"E-excuse you! I am not," she breathed out, her eyes fluttering for a moment as she took in the scent of him, musky and saline and shockingly delicious. As she glanced down at Draco's ripped and sweaty body, Hermione started grinding her hips against him, because, truthfully, she was really, really turned on right now.
Draco moaned before moving his hands to cup her neck and bring her in for a filthy kiss. Hermione opened her mouth eagerly, and Draco slipped his tongue inside, running it across her teeth.
It felt so, so good to let Draco control their kiss, to suck on her tongue and massage it with his own.
"You are insatiable," Draco murmured against her lips after he broke their kiss, his thumb rubbing small circles against her cheek, "Let me shower and I'll take such good care of you."
Draco started pulling away, the absence of his body heat leaving Hermione feeling ice cold and she whined pathetically as she wrapped her arms around his hips, stopping him and discarding any notion of disinterest.
"Wait, I want to suck your cock," Hermione pressed her face against Draco's chest, sweat sticking to her cheek as she nuzzled against him and inhaled the pungency of Draco's aroma.
She felt the vibrations of Draco's chuckle against her cheek, and he tilted her head to look up at him. His thumb brushed across the seam of her lips, and she parted it just, allowing him to slip his thumb inside.
Hermione whimpered at the hit of salt across her tongue when she swirled it over and over his thumb, tasting Draco's skin and sweat. She gripped his wrist in both of her hands and slid his thumb to the second knuckle, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked on the appendage.
Draco almost loomed over her, his pupils dilated and his smirk salacious. "Ah, the truth comes out. Granger is such a needy slut, isn't she? You want to fall on your knees for me? Choke on my cock, yes?"
"Yeeesssshh!" Hermione groaned around his thumb, saliva pooling out of her mouth and down her chin as she slurred out her answer.
Draco laughed again before he began pulling his thumb out of her mouth. Hermione stubbornly tightened her lips, but Draco finally retracted it with a forceful pop.
Draco leaned over, kissing and sucking on the skin of Hermione's chin lightly, drinking down the saliva that spilled there. Hermione let out a whine at the gentle suction and the laps of Draco's tongue on her soft skin, and he eventually moved to her mouth, kissing her chastely, "Give me ten—no, five minutes, just a quick shower, then I'll destroy you."
He began pulling away again, but Hermione reached out, gripping the waistband of his shorts, and stretching it slightly, enough that she could peek down and see the more defined bulge of his erection against his black boxers. Hermione licked her dry lips before looking up at Draco's raised brow.
"You don't—I want to suck your cock, Draco. Right…right now."
Draco's eyes widened a bit, and he tilted his head in confusion. "Granger, perhaps your brain is overworked, but as you can clearly see, I'm sweating like a pig."
Hermione bit her lip, purposely running her eyes over the slight sheen on the skin of Draco's face, neck, and abdomen. She slipped her hand inside of Draco's shorts and began slowly rubbing against his hardness. "Mmhm, I know."
Draco's jaw dropped and Hermione pressed her clothed chest against Draco's, one hand still palming his covered cock. Hermione wrapped her other arm around his neck and pressed on her toes, boosting her height so she could run her tongue along the side of Draco's face, running it over the slightest Sectumsempra scar there, and licking the lingering sweat all the way to his temple.
Draco let out a guttural sound, his arms wrapping around Hermione's waist and grinding himself against her palm.
"Merlin, are you serio—ngh," Draco moaned as Hermione started sucking on the skin behind his ear.
"Do you want me to get on my knees and beg?" Hermione mewled into his ear. Draco's cock was leaking copious precum that seeped through his boxers and against the tips of her fingers now. Between the deep flush on his cheeks, the blown out look in his eyes, and the incessant grinding against her palm, Hermione knew she had her lover right where she wanted him.
"Fuuuuck. Damn it, you're going to be there anyway, right Granger?" Draco grunted out, stopping his grinding, and pushing Hermione off slightly so he could look at her.
"What? Really?" Hermione blinked up at him.
Draco gave her a wicked grin, teeth picking out behind pink lips, but the look in his eyes was wanton, "Yes, I would like to hear you begging from that pretty little mouth of yours, Granger."
Hermione shook her head and huffed out a laugh before she squatted down, the wood floors were a bit too rough on her knees to literally go on them.
Draco's bulge was directly in her eye line, and she could see the shape of it, straining against his boxers and shorts. Hermione placed her hands on Draco's thighs, running them up the bottom of his shorts until her fingertips stroked against his boxers.
Hermione hovered over the erection and even with the amount of clothing between her and Draco's cock, she could still smell the muskiness of it underneath. She inhaled a bit before teasingly brushing her lips across the thick material of Draco's shorts, putting enough pressure that she could feel his cock twitch against her lips.
Draco let out a choked grunt and Hermione turned her head up towards him, widening her brown eyes, giving him a doe-eyed look she knew drove him wild.
"Draco, baby, can I suck your cock? Please? I really want to taste your sweaty cock. Don't you want me to, baby? Taste it and clean it up for you?" Hermione purred in her most sultry tone while she batted her eyes at him. Draco's eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head as he groaned loudly at Hermione's display, his hand coming up to his head and combing through his hair before gripping it in disbelief.
"Salazar, have mercy, fuck!"
Hermione bit her bottom lip, the sight of Draco so fucking lost for her was insanely arousing and she pulled her hands from underneath his shorts, placing them along his waistband and hooking her fingers along the seam.
"Draco, I'm taking off your shorts," she looked up and he nodded, his eyes hazy with lust. His mouth was parted, and his pink tongue licked across the corner of his lips twice before he swallowed audibly, his Adam's apple bobbing.
He looked like sin, with his skin flushed and eyes dark and Hermione rubbed her thighs for a moment, just to ease the edge, before she moved her eyes back to his thick bulge and pulled down his shorts.
Unbidden by his baggy shorts, Draco's cock strained hard and proud against his black boxers, distending the waistband a bit from his hips. The stench was once again stronger with less clothing in the way, and Hermione cupped a hand around the base, stretching the boxers back against the head and letting the thickness of his precum darken the tip and soak through some.
Hermione couldn't stop herself from mouthing the stained tip and lapping at the cloth of Draco's boxers. The taste of his precum was dull against the material of the boxers but it still sent a mild tang of saltiness against her tongue.
"Witch, stop teasing for fuck's sake," Draco panted out, his hand slipping into her hair and gently pushing her face against his hardness.
"Sorry, you look so sexy, your boxers are coming off your hips because of how big your cock is, God," Hermione murmured, rocking back on her heels, and slowly pulling down Draco's boxers, almost drooling as the sight of his gorgeous cock bobbed out in the open air.
Hermione absolutely loved Draco's cock. It was lengthy and thick, with a defined vein on the side that she adored tracing with her tongue. When he was erect, the skin of his foreskin stretched tightly against the head of his cock, and the beautiful redness of it would peek through against pale skin. And Hermione was smitten with the way the head would get shiny with his own precum.
And the smell.
God, normally the scent would melt Hermione's brain, the musk and slight tang of salt from sweat it usually had, but today was completely different. The stench was so thick and heady today, overpowering even, after a strong workout, Hermione almost bemoaned how long it took for her to get Draco like this for her.
"Hermione?" Draco tugged at her hair, his voice deep and needy, her name coming out of his mouth like a prayer. "Please, suck my cock?"
Hermione let out a loud, hungry sound from the back of her throat. Draco begging was just—ungh if her panties could get any wetter it would have.
"I just—have some patience baby. I need to, God, I need to smell this."
"What? S-smell?!"
Hermione ignored the yelp of shock from her boyfriend when she used her hand to press his cock back against his pelvis and abdomen before nuzzling her face against the juncture of his thigh and his scrotum.
The scent was overwhelming, intoxicating. The musk of it pungent and almost stinging her nose.
She can't describe it, the best she can think of is that Draco smells like Man and she cannot get enough.
Hermione huffed and sniffed the thick, almost suffocating aroma at the base of Draco's balls, until her mouth filled with saliva and her lips parted, saliva dripping out and against Draco's skin. Hermione dipped a hand underneath her skirt, her fingers brushing over wet stains of her panties, rubbing futilely against the material and only giving herself moderate relief as her dripping cunt clenched against nothing, desperate to be filled.
She heard Draco's slurred curses from above, watching her get drunk off his scent, like a dog or something, and his fingers flexed roughly against her hair.
"Let me see you, let me see you," Draco pulled her face off and Hermione felt spit clinging to her face, and she must look a sight, hooded eyes, deep flush, and the skin of her face glossy from salivating over Draco's cock scent. "Granger, you look, Merlin—fuck!"
Draco gripped the base of his cock in one hand and maneuvered Hermione's head with the other, sliding his cock across the soft skin of her cheeks and over her plump lips, smudging them with salty precum.
Hermione closed her eyes, savouring how heavy and hard Draco's cock felt rutting against her face.
"Are you touching yourself? Did smelling my cock make you wet?" the darkness of Draco's voice washed over Hermione, and she fluttered her eyes open, staring up at his lust addled eyes. Draco stopped moving, the shaft of weighty cock resting across the groove of her nose, the length of it spanning her entire face.
"Yeaaah, I'm—I love the way you smell right now, baby. God, normally you smell so good but, right now...fuck, you've got my pussy soaking…"
"Fuck!" Draco bit his lower lip hard, and Hermione saw blood seep out from a cut, but he completely ignored it, his eyes glued to Hermione's own. "Show me, show me right now."
Hermione lips parted, a rough pant coming out from Draco's brusque demands. She used one hand to pull at the band of her panties, stretching it wide, and she used the other to sink two fingers knuckle deep into her dripping quim, letting out a low groan at the pleasantness of having something, even her measly fingers, filling her cunt up. She left them for a moment, soaking them in her own slick before dragging them out, releasing her panties and letting them snap against her skin.
Hermione lifted her fingers in the air, showing Draco how utterly soaked she was because of how fucking turned on she was from his sweaty cock musk.
There seemed to be a momentary pause, Draco's eyes gleaming and his cock twitching almost rhythmically, tapping against the skin of her face. Hermione thought, maybe Draco finally realized how filthy he made her.
Draco bent over, grasping Hermione's slim wrist and bringing her to his mouth, sucking her juices off her fingers with a long, satisfied groan. Hermione's lips parted in a silent gasp, enjoying his tongue rubbing against her fingers and the suction of his lips. With a wet pop he pulled her fingers out his mouth, now shining with his saliva rather than her slick.
"You're going to touch yourself," Draco's voice came calmer than it should have, with the way his eyes flamed with need, "Touch yourself while you suck on my cock and think about what a dirty slut you are, getting off on my smell for fuck's sake."
Draco let go of her wrist, straightening his back and pressing his cockhead against Hermione's lips, waiting for her response.
Hermione reached down, unbuttoning her skirt and pulling it down, letting it pool at her feet, "Yes, pleaasseee."
Draco tilted Hermione's head up slightly as he sawed his hips forward, his wide cockhead slipping past her plush lips and into her mouth, coating it with the sharp tang of precum and the heavy saline of his sweaty foreskin.
It was a strong, thick taste she wasn't used to from Draco, and Hermione found the pungency of it strange but arousing.
Hermione rested one hand on Draco's hip and placed the other underneath her panties, taking some of her slick to lubricate her clit as she started rubbing gentle and slow circles around it.
Draco kept forcing his cock into her throat but giving her enough time to adjust without gagging on it. As his cock pressed beyond the back of her throat, Hermione used the leverage she had against Draco's hip to rock forward and take his cock to the base, her nose pressed firmly against his pubis and the downy hair that was there.
"That's it, so perfect, Hermione. Perfect at taking my cock all the way down your throat. How does it taste right now? Must be sweaty and disgusting, but you're fucking turned on by it, aren't you?"
Hermione groaned against Draco's cock, but it came out like a needy vibration.
She wanted to tell him it was really sweaty, and the taste was overwhelming, and it was a little bit disgusting, but she adored it.
The intoxicating, rich flavour of his after-workout cock. It was making her brain numb.
However, Hermione couldn't talk, so she started throating his cock vigorously instead, pulling back and pursing her lips around his leaking cockhead before shuttling forward and bumping her nose against his pubic bone, building a steady rhythm.
Actions spoke louder than words after all.
"That's it Granger, take my cock, use your slut mouth to clean it up—fuuuuck," Draco moaned out, watching Hermione with his gorgeous grey eyes as she worshiped his cock with her throat, mouth and tongue.
Hermione continued circling her throbbing clit with her fingertips, making sure to avoid putting direct pressure because she was so, so close to the edge and she wanted to make Draco come first.
Draco's grip on her head is tight, but he let her control the pace, and she kept it fast and sloppy. Her throat was absolutely soaking his cock with saliva, and she suckled some of it down along with his precum.
Draco continued to heap filthy praises to her as she deepthroated him, and the way his voice was heavy and dark and the nastiness of his insults and praises has her nearly peaking.
"W-wait a second, you sneaky bitch. You think I wouldn't notice you not touching your pretty clit? Huh? Fuck that, you'd better touch it for me now or I will take my cock out and take care of myself in the shower."
Hermione wanted to sob, but the thick cock prying her jaw open stopped her from doing that. She and Draco had been fucking for ages now and she knew it wasn't an empty threat. Draco rewarded generously and punished severely.
Hermione began stroking her needy clit directly, her hips bucking slightly from the contact as she kept trying to blow Draco's cock, but her concentration was starting to slack.
Draco noticed and grabbed the sides of her head, moving it slowly but forcefully down his shaft, taking over the pace for her.
"That's it, good girl. I'll handle this, you focus on coming on your sexy fingers. Come for me and I'll reward you."
Draco's promise had Hermione playing with her clit more incessantly, and the band of tension deep in her core kept building, faster and faster, and she was so close to the edge already that it snapped almost abruptly, bursting white stars behind her eyes and she screamed, but Draco's cock acted like a gag, muffling her voice.
"Oh fuck, you're coming? I can see your thighs shaking, you're really coming because of my sweaty cock—fuck," Draco groaned out, pistoning his hips faster and Hermione barely could make sense with what was going on. Her orgasm made her slump to her knees and Draco was using her throat like for his pleasure now and, fuck, she felt so keyed up, if she wasn't so sensitive, she could have stroked her clit and come again. "I'm coming, Hermione, I'm going to come down your throat!"
Draco's cock pulsed, spouting out thick ropes that almost clung to her throat as she swallowed. He pulled his cock out of her mouth, letting the final few spurts splash across the bridge of her nose and down her right cheek.
Hermione barely had time to bask in the warmth of Draco's cum before Draco lifted her off the ground and placed her on the kitchen counter, using his hand to wipe away the cum on her face before incessantly pressing his lips to hers.
"Granger, Hermione, Hermione," he chanted her name as he kissed her over and over, cleaning away the remnants of his cum from her mouth and suckling on her lips. "I love you so much, I want to take care of you."
"I love you too, please, fuck me, please," Hermione murmured, still cockdrunk and dazed from her and Draco's orgasms.
Draco gently pushed her flat on the counter before ripping off her panties, exposing her flushed and dripping cunt to the air and forcing a whine out of Hermione's mouth.
Hermione barely had the wherewithal to notice Draco bending over, pushing her camisole up and placing kisses along her abdomen, when she realized what he wanted to do and she gripped his hair, trying to pull him away.
"No, no, no, Draco, later, okay? You can eat my cunt all you want later—F-fuck, I need to be fucked right now, I need you cock, right now!"
"Fuck! Fine, I'll eat your pussy until you cry later, Merlin, I just want to take care of you," Draco grunted, letting Hermione pulling him up to her face for another wet, sloppy kiss as he naturally lined up his pelvis against hers and started rubbing his spit-soaked cock against her dripping quim.
"Take care of my pussy then, fuck my cunt, please," Hermione whined out against Draco's lips, and when his cockhead parted her cunt lips, slowly allowing her cunt to take him in, her thighs already started quivering.
And when Draco's cock slid as far as it could go, the wide head pressing up right above her cervix against flushed tissue that had her toes curling and her mind on the brink of breaking, Hermione started begging desperately.
"My clit, my clit!"
Draco ran his fingers in expert circles around her clit and over it, at exact pattern that made her shatter again, gushing fluid across his body, covering his sweat with her cum and she didn't even realize she was screaming until Draco covered her mouth with his large palm, fucking her through her orgasm and making her body writhe on the countertop.
"Fucking perfect," Draco leaned over, his lips brushing her ear as his voice, husky and sinful buzzed against her brain. "Love this perfect cunt, so wet from smelling my filthy body, Gods, I don't deserve you."
As Draco continued pounding into her, hitting all her spine-tingling, brain-melting spots, she wished she could have the capacity to rip his hand off her mouth and scream how wrong he was and how perfect they were together—but Draco was fucking her way too good to do anything else than lie there and take his perfect cock as deep as it could go.
"Fuck, baby, I'll do it to you next time, watch you come back from fucking Yoga or whatever and push you down and lick all the sweat off your cunt."
Hermione felt her head nodding, and she tried to say how much she loved Draco around his palm. It was muffled but Draco knew.
The way he was looking at her, he knew.
And when Draco started rubbing her favourite patterns against her clit while he murmured how much he loved her, it only took his warm, thick cum shooting out and bathing her walls for Hermione's eyes to roll back in her head as she came again.
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