Help Me Draco

Draco was anxiously awaiting the arrival of the mail. Since Hermione had mentioned anal two weeks ago he done some research of his own. Since he was of age now, he had access to adult materials and was able to find several periodicals offering various oils and lubricants. He found one that was very reputable and had sent away for a vial. Since he still received packages from home, one more would go unnoticed.



He hadn’t told Hermione that he had ordered the lube, he wanted to surprise her. She was right about it taking planning to have anal. It wasn’t something to jump into, it needed to be thought about and to be safe, it needed to be learned about. But on the other hand, Hermione’s research practices were notorious and he knew she would begin mapping out everything if given the chance to do so. He wasn’t about to start having sex by a schedule, he liked spontaneity and it was something she needed.



The swarm of daily owls descended on the hall and along with a parcel from home, a smaller parcel was dropped by his plate. He quickly pocketed it and didn’t take it out until he was alone that afternoon. His excitement grew as he opened the small vial of lube and parchment of instructions that came along with it. He would only need a few drops but they recommended using it on both his cock and her anal opening.



He read them several times making sure that he had the information learned, then opened the vial and smelled it. He smelt nothing. He opened it and let a drop fall to his finger. He tried to snap but there was no friction. He smiled and put it away, anxiously waiting for rounds that night.







Hermione had done her own reading on the subject. She read about the best positions and the need for lube and carefulness in her partner. She had shared everything she learned with Draco, bringing the books with her when they met so they could read together.



He was just as informed as she was and she knew that when it did happen, Draco would take great care to make sure it was done right. When they read, he paid careful attention to what the books said, make sure to learn just like she would. If he wasn’t careful, then he could hurt her and he knew it.



She went about rounds that night in the usual manner, checking corridors and hallways. When she got to the wall with the tapestries, she smiled at the door that appeared when she walked by. When she walked in, the same bedroom they had been using was in place and as usual, Draco had the bed turned down, waiting for her.



“Here.” He held out a wine glass for her.



“What’s this for?” She asked.



“To relax you.” He said. “It will be easier if you are relaxed.”



She let the wine warm her body, as she emptied the glass thinking of his words. “Relax me for what?”



“Anal.” He said simply.



“We can’t do that.” She said with a forced laugh, but the look in his face stopped it. “We can’t, I’m not ready, we don’t have time, we don’t have lube…..we just can’t.” He poured another glass of wine and she quickly downed it, needed something to calm her nerves.



“You are ready, we do have time, I have lube and we can. Hermione we have read enough on it to be ready. There is no reason why we can’t do this.” He took her glass and sat her down on the bed beside him. “Trust me.” He whispered gently.



“I do, but…..” He silenced her with a kiss. A gentle kiss. She let her body go slack as his lips traveled down her neck, while he unbuttoned her shirt. She was eased onto her back as his kisses covered her breasts, bringing her nipples to hard little peaks.



She sighed and relaxed, the wine having a strong effect since she never drank. Draco removed her clothes, then his own. The skin on skin contact drove Hermione mad. She always loved feeling his flesh against hers, and she reached out with her hands and caressed his shoulders. He had such strong firm shoulders and she loved touching them.



Draco watched her body drop its weight as he kissed and caressed her ribs and hips. She was a jewel, his Hermione was, and she was giving him a new kind of virginity tonight, and he would make sure she was ready.



He lifted her legs over his shoulders and buried his face in her pussy. She was hot and moist, potent in her arousal and this was for him. She wanted him as much as he wanted her, and her body’s reaction was proof. He thrust his tongue into her, drawing out her juice until her whole snatch was dripping and his jaw was coated with her lust.



Hooking under her knees with his hand, he brought her knees up to her shoulders and ran his tongue along her tight hole. Hermione sucked in a breathe but she didn’t stop him. He moved slowly, giving the tight hole long, drawn out licks until she relaxed. Then he flicked his tongue over her listening for any resistance, but found none. She was panting, her chest rising and falling as he orally prepared her to take him. The caresses from him tongue would relax her and get her used to contact where she had never had it.



Hermione let the wine take over her body while Draco administered his own brand of magic. When they read about performing oral to prepare for anal, she had balked at it, and Draco had said nothing so she thought he was of the same opinion. It was plain that he wasn’t. He had taken to heart the advice of written experts and was giving her a tongue bathing like she had never known.



Draco wasn’t oblivious to her reaction, in fact he took pride in it. He could feel her tense then relax under his tongue and his cock ached to feel that squeezing. His hand roamed over her body, up to cover her breasts, along her ribs and thighs. He didn’t leave an inch of her skin untouched.



When she began to whimper he rose up and quickly drew his arm across his lips. She was dripping and coated with her own juice and his saliva but it wouldn’t be enough. He took the small vial and let several drops cover his head and shaft. He took a moment to run his hand along his cock and make sure it was coated completely. He leaned over her and let the lube sprinkle along her puckered entrance.



“It’s cold.” She whispered looking up at him with glazed over eyes.



“I will warm up soon.” He assured her. He tucked her knees under his arms and leaned over her. “Are you ready my jewel?” He asked, leaning in to give her a kiss.



She tasted her own heat on him and it added to the craving. She nodded, and bit her lower lip as she felt Draco guide his head toward her ass. He held his body still as he probed gently, letting her get used to the contact. He kept covering her face with kisses and he pushed forward just a little. He pushed again and he felt a slight pop as his head submerged inside her.



The tightness drove him mad, and he focused on Hermione to keep from losing control. “Hermione are you alright?” Her eyes were wide and she was panting. “Talk to me, tell you’re alright.”



“I’m…..alright.” She managed to get out. She was squeezing his arms tightly, but she wasn’t pushing him away. He had her knees under his arms firmly, and she was squeezing him with her calves as well.



He pushed further inside, move slowly, watching her face. The moment he saw a slight frown he stopped and waited. When he was halfway submerged, they were panting together. The tight hold she had on his cock was testing his control.



“Squeeze me Hermione.” At her blank look he continued. “Squeeze me then release. It will help.” He said, kissing her lips. He groaned loudly as her ass muscles clamped down on him then let go. He felt her hands relax on his arms and her breathing became more steady, even if he was being driving mental.



“Better?” He asked.



“Yes.” She said, still holding his arm, but this time in a slight caress. It seemed to him that she was urging him on, but he ignored it. It was a comfort for her not him. She was feeding off his own control.



He slid further and further inside sinking fully until he was balls beep inside her ass. It was a feeling he would never be able to describe to anyone. The closeness he felt to Hermione at that moment was unlike anything he had felt. He could practically feel their heartbeats thundering together.



He didn’t more, he just looked at her, content to be buried inside her body. He leaned down and kissed her with a passion that ignited his soul. Her ever pore was on fire as much as his, and she gave back his kiss in spades. She held his face, cupping his jaw like a treasure she had just found.



Out of every single way she had touched him, this tender hold on his face affected Draco in ways he never imagined. His skin was burning and with every brush of her thumb along his cheeks, he felt the movement to his toes.



He pushed his body against hers. If he pulled out and slid in like he did vaginally, it wouldn’t feel all that pleasurable for her, so he just pushed into her. She gasped out into his mouth, hugging his fibs with her calves and curling her toes around his body. Her body trembled under his but she didn’t release her kiss.



She was moaning out whimpers into his mouth, trying to reach something that she couldn’t get to. Draco kept this kiss going, driving his tongue into her lips as his body pushed into hers. Reaching between them with his hand, his fingers sought out her clit and rolled it rapidly.



Hermione howled out into his mouth, never breaking away from his lips. How Draco managed to do ass fuck her, manipulate her clit, keep her in position and kiss all at the same time, she didn’t know, not did she care. Draco however was finding that the more tasks he had, the more control he had over his cock. He wanted to cum, but he wasn’t going to leave her hanging, not after the gift she was giving him.



She was attacking his mouth, giving his lips little bites and nibbles as she breathed into his throat. In mere moments, it was all too much and with her lips against his she let out a booming howl into his mouth. Draco cried out on his own as her body clamped down on his so tightly that it shattered what control he had left. With a hard thrust into her, he emptied his cock into her, spilling his cum inside her.



He let go of her legs and they fell to the side, but he didn’t move away. He held her head in his hands, while she still held his face in hers, gently kissing each other. They were still panting but still kissing, neither wanted to break the closeness they were feeling. Hermione looked at his face, running her thumb over his eyebrows and taking in the gorgeous grey color. She never took the time to appreciate his looks before, but for some reason she did.



He was a handsome man, and she never saw it before, having focused on his manner and charm. Without everything that characterized him, he was a beautiful man to look at. “You are very good looking Draco.” She said in a quiet voice.



If he was wasn’t flushed from cumming moments ago, Draco would have blushed. “Thank you.” He told her, leaning down to kiss her. A genuine compliment was rare for him, and he treasured it from Hermione.



He waited until their bodies came apart on their own before reached for his wand and giving them each a thorough cleansing spell. He spooned up behind her and held her close, kissing along the back of her neck. Each of the lovers were deep in thoughts of their own.