The Adult World

Chapter 12: Coping

A shiver ran through her body as his response filled her mind. Her eyes drifted closed and she laid her forehead on his shoulder as his lips scorched a path down the side of her neck. Her hands came up to grip his biceps as his fingers traced slow, maddening circles on her lower back. She could feel the hesitation in his touch, and the thought caused her to stiffen and pull back.

Hermione looked up into his eyes as the blush started to deepen on her cheeks. She felt embarrassed, and cursed herself for throwing caution to the wind. She wasn’t usually this reckless, and her brashness surprised her. When he had taken the brush from her hands, and started brushing her hair, she had studied him. She watched as he carefully, and patiently, ran the brush through her hair, trying not to pull too hard. Her mind flitted to Amanda, and idly wondered if she had ever been shown such gentleness. If she had ever been with a man. If she had ever gotten a chance to live her life.

It was that last thought that caused her to take the brush from him and turn around. She had seen a lot of herself in the girl, and wondered if she had started to live her own life yet. Hermione knew she had always done what was expected of her, and then some. She had excelled beyond what people thought her capable of, until it became just… normal. So she kept at it. She played many parts, kept juggling so many things, and what for? Just to make everyone proud of her. She couldn’t remember the last time she had made a decision without weighing the pros and cons first. When her eyes met his in the mirror, her mind and body made a decision. She wanted him, and to hell with the consequences.

Well, it was a good thought while it lasted. His hesitancy brought her insecurities back to the surface, and she second guessed her decision. Her mind ran from mortification, to thoughts of obliviating him of this moment.

“Don’t.”

His rough, deep voice startled her for a moment, and she blinked and shook her head, casting her eyes toward his feet. Her hands moved to cover herself, but were stopped when he reached out and gripped her upper arms.

“I’m sorry… I ju-” Her words were cut off by his lips slamming down on hers. She gasped, and he plunged his tongue into her mouth, kissing her hard and leaving her breathless. He startled her by pulling back abruptly, and looking down at her, the fiery lust dancing in his dark gaze.

“Stop thinking so damn much.” He said, and scooped her into his arms bridal style.

Draco carried her over to his bed, and set her on her feet. His hands came up and cupped her face, his thumbs gently brushing her cheekbones. “If you don’t want this, then tell me to stop.” She met his piercing stare, and bit her lip. His gaze ran between her lips, and her eyes as he waited for her to tell him ’no’. When she didn’t respond, he groaned, “I’m taking that as a yes.”

His lips crashed down on hers, and any coherent thought fled her mind and left her head blissfully vacant. Leaning forward, she looped her arms around his neck, and kissed him back just as hard and hot as he was giving. His hands left her face and traveled down her body, no longer hesitant, but strong and sure. Their tongues dueled for dominance, as his hands roved her body, coming around to grab her ass. He pulled her hard against him, and trailed his lips down the side of her neck, nipping and licking certain spots as he went.

Hermione’s hands clutched at the nape of his neck, and ran desperately through his hair. He drank in every whimper and groan, as he sucked and laved a particularly sensitive spot on her shoulder. She gasped loudly when he bit down without warning, and smirked at his chuckle. Two could play this game.

She focused her attention on his neck, and started to lightly run her lips along its slope. She smiled when his hands tightened on her butt, and his lips faltered on her neck. Taking the opportunity, she took a slight step back, and helped him remove his shirt, for the second time that day… or was it third? Now bare-chested, she stepped back to him, and pulled his head down to hers. She kissed him with abandon, and pressed her naked flesh against his. A thrill ran through her as he groaned deeply. His hand came up and grabbed a handful of her long, wet hair. Pulling back on it firmly, he tipped her head and bit her neck below her ear.

“Vixen.” He murmured, making her shudder and smile lightly. Releasing her hair, he kissed her swollen lips and ran his hand down her chest. Cupping her breast, his thumb brushed the nipple, and she gasped, pulling her head back from the kiss.

“Now who’s evil?” She panted between gasps for air.

He leveled his eyes with hers, and smiled devilishly. “I think we both know the answer to that question.” His hands gripped her hips, and he led her back slowly. His eyes never left hers, and reminded her of a lion stalking its prey. “And if we are keeping score…” He said, stopping when the back of her legs hit his bed. Leaning down, he nipped her neck and whispered, “you’re definitely going to lose.”

He lifted her slightly and sat her on the side of his bed. Hermione scooted back till her knees met the corner and looked up just in time to meet his lips for another breathless assault. His hands braced his weight on either side of her knees, and he leaned above her, making her lean back as he kissed her senseless. Letting her body fall, she laid back on the soft bed, and pushed herself up until she could stretch out comfortably.

Draco followed her every move, kissing, and nipping her lips the whole way. He settled his weight on top of her, groaning into her shoulder as her legs opened to accommodate his hips. The heat from her center made his cock twitch in anticipation, and Hermione smiled into his neck.

“Who’s losing now?” She baited, wiggling her hips under him.

He groaned louder, and held her hips still. Leaning up, he smirked down at her. “I haven’t even started yet.” He replied, his eyes sparkling with unspoken promises.

Hermione squirmed under his gaze, both turned on and curious at the same time. She allowed her eyes to drift closed as his lips blazed the familiar path down her neck. This time, however, they didn’t stop at her shoulders. Hermione held her breath as he kissed her collar bone, and slowly, made his way down her chest. She bit her lip as one hand braced some of his weight, and the other traced a path from her hip, up her rib cage, and circled her breast. Her back arched off the bed when his thumb brushed her nipple, and his warm mouth encircle the other, biting down gently. Her hands grasped his shoulders, and she whimpered and panted as he licked and sucked, first one breast, then the other, gently biting the nipples, then blowing on them as he switched to the other.

Hermione felt him shift his weight again, and looked down when she felt him begin to kiss and lick a path down her belly. He was watching her as he dipped his tongue into her belly button, and when his dark, lusty gaze met hers, she felt like her heart stopped. She felt spell bound, as she watched him smirk devilishly, and kiss a path toward her hip. His body settled between her legs, and she watched, as his hand ran down her thigh, hooked under her knee, and slowly drew it up. She met his gaze again, which never left her face, and bit her lip, as he gently ghosted a kiss on her inner thigh.

She felt her other leg being lifted, and shifted her attention away from his stare to watch as he carefully draped her other leg over his shoulder. Her attention was quickly brought back to his face when he bit her thigh harshly, causing her to cry out, startled. He smiled at her, and she understood without being told, that he wanted her undivided attention. She smirked down at him, and raised an eyebrow in response. He smiled wider, then turned his attention back to her leg.

Draco kissed up and down her thigh while his hands glided down the smooth skin on her legs. Each time he kissed his way back up her leg, he got just a little closer to his destination. He would glance up every so often to make sure she was still watching him, nipping her if she had let her eyes drift closed. He knew he had finally teased her enough, when he made another path up her creamy thigh, and she moaned and gently tilted her hips.

He locked eyes with her as he licked from the bottom of her hot, wet slit, to the top, and flicked at her swollen clit. He chose not to nip her when her head fell back and her hands bunched in the comforter underneath her body. He turned his attention to her dripping core, and kissed, licked, and sucked until she was writhing and moaning under him. His arms circled her hips to hold her still, and to prevent her from breaking his nose, as she arched her body up in ecstasy. Reaching his hand around, his thumb circled her clit, as he thrust his tongue in and out of her hot pussy. Judging from the sounds of her cries, and the rate of her panting, Draco knew she was close, and changed positions with his hand. His mouth engulfed her clit and sucked strongly, as he thrust two fingers deep into her body. Her scream reverberated through the room as her body arched violently off the bed as she came around his thrusting fingers.

Hermione keened and ran her hands through her hair as she made her way back to her body from the high of her orgasm. The relaxing calm seeped into her joints, and she smiled up at him as he settled his body between her legs. He had shed his pants quickly while she came down from her high, and positioned himself at her entrance. Reaching up, Hermione pulled his weight onto her body and kissed him hard, pushing her hips toward his in consent. Draco groaned into her mouth, and plunged his cock deep into her hot, soaking core. They moaned together, and quickly found a strong, pleasurable rhythm.

The relaxing calm that Hermione had only moments earlier was being replaced with an aching need deep inside her body. Her hips rose and fell, meeting him thrust for thrust. She kissed him with abandon, feeling the pressure climb inside. Her hands grabbed at his back, and her legs moved wider, wrapping around his waist.

Draco moaned, his hand wandering down and grabbing a handful of her ass, as he thrust harder and faster into her soft body. He tore his mouth from hers, and kissed a path down her neck, only to stop and bite down hard at the juncture of her neck and shoulder.

The mixture of pain and pleasure threw Hermione over the edge again. Her legs tightened around his waist, her nails scratching his back harshly as her hands clutched his back. Her inner walls clamped and spasmed around his cock as she shattered, seeing bits of light behind her closed eyes as she cried out his name.

It was all he could do to make it as long as he did, and as soon as she cried out, Draco came right behind her. He braced his forehead on the mattress behind her, his hand gripping her ass hard enough to bruise as he groaned in release.

They both laid without moving, attempting to catch their breath for several moments. Slowly, they released their hold on the other, Hermione groaning as the muscles in her legs protested as she moved them down from his waist. Draco gently rolled off of her, and they laid next to each other for several moments, both panting and staring at the canopy above them.

Draco sighed, and climbed off the bed. Rooting around the floor, he found his wand, and cast a quick spell at the fireplace to illuminate the room. It had gotten dark and cold sometime during their fun, but neither one of them had noticed until now. Hermione shivered and crawled off his bed, wrapping her arms around her naked form.

Taking turns in the bathroom, they cleaned up, then crawled under the covers of the soft, inviting bed. Hermione rolled on her side, and Draco pulled her back against his chest, as he twined his legs around hers. Neither said a word as they drifted off to sleep, but they both had the same thought.

’I won.’

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Draco was rudely awakened by a small ball of light that persistently flashed in front of his face. He cracked an eye open, and swiped at it, but it wouldn’t be deterred. Now fully awake, he opened both eyes and glared at it.

“What do you want?” He asked the stupid little ball.

Now having his full attention, the ball shifted to spell, ‘visitor’, and became and arrow that pointed at the door. Grumbling and groaning, he quietly crawled out of the bed, trying not to wake up Hermione, who appeared to still be sleeping soundly in the bed. Slipping on a pair of pants, he ran his hand through his hair, and left his room.

Draco was startled when he saw Professor McGonagall standing behind the sofa in the common room waiting for him. He quickly shut the door behind him, and wished that he had the forethought to put a shirt on. The Headmistress took in his appearance and grimaced.

“I’m sorry to be calling at such an early hour Professor Malfoy. I wanted to discuss a few things with you before Hermione awakens.” She said, looking toward Hermione’s door.

Draco sighed in relief. Apparently she didn’t know that Hermione wasn’t asleep in her own room. The thought put him at ease, and he gestured to the small table as he moved around the tiny kitchen, putting a pot of tea on. Once ready, Draco brought two cups of tea to the table, and took a seat across from a weary looking Headmistress.

“How is she taking things?” McGonagall asked, sipping her tea.

He frowned. “About as well as can be expected I suppose.”

She nodded, and sighed. “I have cancelled the rest of her classes for this week. I think she would do better with some time to mourn.”

Draco shook his head. “She’s not going to like that. You know how she is. She’s going to want to jump back into things.”

“I know. But I feel that it is for the best. The family has decided to take the body back to their home for the burial, and I will be making the announcement of our loss at breakfast this morning. Now I want to talk with her when she feels up to it. Please have her come to my office when she’s ready.” She said as she moved to stand.

Draco nodded, standing also. “I will.” He replied, showing the Professor to the door. They both nodded their farewells, and Draco shut the portrait behind her.

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Hermione shifted her body, and stretched her legs, searching for a cool spot in the bed. As consciousness slowly crept up, she squeezed her eyes shut and buried her head in the feather pillow. Breathing deeply, she inhaled the smell of Draco, and sighed, finally losing the battle of wakefulness.

Opening her eyes, she rolled on her back, and looked around the room. She was alone, and it was unusually bright. Gasping, she jumped out of the bed, and looked at the large, ticking clock on Draco’s wall. It was way past 11 o’clock! Having a moment of panic, she looked around the floor of his room for her clothes, when she realized that she didn’t have any. She sighed, and sat heavily down on the corner of his bed. That’s when she noticed a note on the bedside table with her name on it. Recognizing Draco’s writing, she picked it up and broke the seal to read what was inside.

Hermione,

Professor McGonagall has cancelled your classes for the rest of the week, so I figured you would like to sleep in. Also, she wants to see you when you feel up to it. I’ll see you after my classes are through.

Draco

P.S- There’s some breakfast on the table for you.


Hermione had mixed feeling from the note. She was angry, but relieved, that her classes were cancelled. She didn’t want her students to fall behind, but she didn’t really feel like standing in that room at the moment. She also knew that she didn’t want to face McGonagall right now. But the most intriguing thing was that Draco had brought her breakfast. She determined that after she cleaned up, found some clothes, and ate… she definitely needed to have a talk with Neville.

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A/N: Okay, okay, I know, and I'm sorry. This did take me awhile to get out, but real life got in the way, and I had to deal with some things. SO, I apologize. Please don't be too mad! I hope I made up for it with smutty goodness. lol. Next chapter will not take me so long. I swear!

Anywho, please tell me your real opinions. This was the first sex scene I've ever written, so any thoughts, critiques (creative criticism please), or other would be very appreciated!

ilke: Hope it was hot enough for you! And there is going to be more guilt from Hermione in the later chapter. I just couldn't let her be done with it by banging Draco... although that very possibly could be the cure for many things! lol.

HarryGinny4eva: I hope I didn't lose you by not updating soon enough! Sorry about that! We are going to be hearing more from the girl's family later I think... who know's though?? ;-) And I had considered having them back out in the end... but I did title this 'The Adult World'. It's not like they are inexperienced teenagers. So I went for it. Hope you liked it!

Anathema: So Draco cookies??

kazfeist: Cheers to not doing the honorable thing! lol

nekopilot02: Spicy-ly... I like it! You made me so happy to hear that they are true to the book (although more mature)! Thank you!

blondiexoxo: Thanks for the review! Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long!

scarletwitchextreme: I hope the emotion was still up to par in this chapter. It was a little difficult to write without going too OOC. Anyway, next chapter will be all about her grief, and I hope to stay as true to life as possible. Thanks for the review!