THE PHOENIX

Chapter Thirteen


Draco was led to a large tent by the lake later that afternoon for the photo shoot. He was allowed to bring two other people with him, so of course there was Blaise and his godfather, Severus Snape. He was led into a side entrance and met by a leather clad dark haired witch.

“Hello, you must be Draco. I’m Angie...... this here is Mitch. We’ll be working on you,” she said. “Now, being as you’re a Slytherin, we were thinking a snake of some sort for the tattoo.”

He sat down where indicated and shrugged his shoulders, “whatever you think.”

“You’ll need to remove your shirt,” Angie said; watching him slip the shirt over his head.

Draco sat back shirtless as she sat beside him working on the tattoo. He felt a bit of pain at first, but it kind of numbed after awhile. She sat back about an hour later and surveyed her work. “Not bad.”

He looked at his upper arm where there was now a snake coiled around a jeweled dagger. “Hey, this looks pretty good....is it permanent?”

“Do you want it to be?” Angie asked smirking. At Draco’s nod she waved her wand over it where it glowed red then cleared.

He sat back again. “What’s that noise?” he asked as he heard continuous clicking on the other side of the tent.

“Oh, that’s Phoenix and the photographer next door. Glen wanted some solo shots of just her before you enter the picture.”

“Can we see?” Blaise asked.

Mitch looked to Angie who nodded then waved his wand at the side of the tent for it to become transparent. “You can see her, but she can’t see you.”

Angie looked to Draco. “You’re the one that was the cause of that fight, weren’t you?” she asked grinning.

“How do you know about that?” Blaise asked.

“She told me.”

“It was surprising. She took three girls by herself. Whoever taught her that should be commended,” Draco said.

Angie nodded her head, “thank you.”

Snape looked to her slim frame. “You?”

“Why not me. I may be skinny, but I’m wiry. There were a few of us that showed her some of those moves.”

Draco let them talk as he tuned them out watching Hermione. She was wearing the leather pants that tied at the front withaltealter top that tied at the front also. The space showing under the ties showed her breasts pushed up and together like she was going to burst out of it with any slight movement. She moved around in different positions on the bike while Glen snapped away with his camera. He was broken out of his daze when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“We need one more thing,” Angie said. At his raised brow, she looked down at his chest. “A nipple ring.”

He nodded his ascent and laid back when the needle pierced his nipple. The muscles at his chest flinched a slight bit, but then relaxed as she put the gold hoop through the hole. Mitch stepped over with his wand and waved it over the tattoo and the ring, healing it faster so there was no after effects.

He slipped his black t-shirt on then was led out to the other side of the tent. Hermione was in the change room slipping on the next number. Draco stood by Harry and Sirius as he waited for Glen to adjust the setting.

“Does she know that I’m the one to be doing this with her?” he asked Harry.

Harry shook his head. “No, we wanted to surprise her.....and Malfoy, we have the music ready to blare out. Might cover any other noises being made,” Harry smirked remembering the moaning from the library.

Draco glared back at Harry as he was led to the bike. He straddled her bike and waited. He looked to his right, to see the one side of the tent was completely open to see the lake and the island across the way.

Hermione came out adjusting the short halter crop top that tied together at the front, not noticing who was waiting for her. Her steps faltered when she saw Draco sitting on her bike looking dangerous in his faded blue jeans and black t-shirt. She looked to Glen, Harry, and Sirius who looked a little guilty, then noticed Blaise and Snape who also sat at the sidelines.

Glen walked with her to the bike, Hermione never breaking eye contact with Draco. “Now, Hermione, I want you to sit in front of him, your back to his chest. Just do what comes naturally....but keep it clean,” he smiled as he walked away. “Oh, and the tattoo should be visible for some of the shots.”

Hermione swung her leg over her bike in front of Draco. She slipped the glasses back on her nose as she leaned back. She heard ‘Metallica’ coming though the speakers and leaned her head back.

Draco moved her hair from the side of her neck then bent down to kiss the column of her neck. He licked by her ear, “congratulations on winning today Hermione,” he said as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth.

She smiled as her arm came around his head as she bent her head to the side. She pressed her backside against him as she heard him moan by her ear. His hand came up the front of her as he cupped the side of her face to move it closer. As their mouths connected, his hand went down her bare stomach, unsnapping her jeans, then slipped just barely inside. He gave her a last kiss then put his hand at her back as she leaned forwards over the bike.

Her backside pressed against his straining erection as he grasped her hips and threw his head back as she moved against him. He wanted so much to ram his cock inside of her right now. His hands went to the waist of her jeans as he tugged them down a bit to see the red lace thong panties, and revealing her trademark tattoo. His fingertips grazed the outline of the tattoo, making her shudder under his touch.

He leaned forward, his hands slipping just under the sides of her top as he licked up the center of her back. Hermione’s head went down, her slipping the sunglasses off her head, letting them fall to the ground, her hair falling over the sides of the bike. Her head came back up, her eyes closed as his mouth moved along her upper and lower back.

The men around them, along with the photographer could literally feel the heat that the two of them generated together. Glen had taken two roles of film and called a halt....twice before he got their attention. They both went separate ways to change.

“How long have those two been together?” Snape asked.

“Not long. Just at the start of the year...after the first quidditch game,” Blaise said.

“Really? I thought it was since the library,” Harry smirked.

“Well..... they look good together,” Snape said grudgingly.

They all looked to him in surprise. “What?!” Snape asked then was saved by Draco coming out wearing the same black t-shirt but now wearing low slung leather pants.

Draco sat back on the bike and smirked to Harry and Blaise who looked a bit uncomfortable as they shifted in their seats. He heard a movement, then looked over. “Christ!” he said as he looked to Hermione.

She came out wearing a black bikini with red flames along the edges. On her legs she wore long black leather chaps with flames also running up the leg. Around her neck a black leather choker. Her nails were long and painted a dark flame red.

Glen guided Hermione to Draco, amused at the charged atmosphere around them. “Hermione, sit facing him this time. This will be the last sitting.”

Hermione sat straddling her bike facing Draco. Draco hooked his finger in her collar and pulled her face closer. “You have no idea how much I want you right now,” he said huskily, right before he ravaged her mouth with his.

“Hermione, you need to take off his t-shirt,” Glen instructed as he continued to snap away with his camera.

“Gladly,” she smiled as her hands slipped the shirt over his head. Her mouth watered at the sight. She flicked her fingernail at the ringed nipple, then ran her hand up his arm to touch the tattoo. “Nice,” she said looking into his eyes. “Very nice,” she said licking her lips.

“Hermione,” he groaned as her nails went to his chest again. He slipped his hand under the fall of her hair at her neck and brought her closer to kiss her mouth, flicking his tongue over her lips.

She pulled back and put her legs over his as she lay back against the handle bars of the bike. He grasped the buckles at her hips from the chaps and brought her sex against him. They groaned as her hips moved against him, grinding onto him. They were both glad that the music was loud enough to muffle the sounds they were making.

His hands moved to her waist as he leaned down to kiss her upper stomach. Her back arched up as her shoulders dug onto the handlebars as he bit onto her skin, his hair tangled into her fingers as she pulled him closer.

He stood up, still straddling the bike as he leaned over her, licking his way over the swell of her breasts that bulged out of the small pieces of leather. Her head went over the side of the bike as he started licking her neck, while he ground his erection against her. She closed her eyes, biting her bottom lip to stop her from crying out his name.

Glen was clicking away like crazy as the couple enjoyed themselves in front of him, occasionally coming up for a few close ups of them.

Draco sat back again, pulling her against him. She sat on his lap as she moved her hips against him. His hands went to her bottom as he started to lick her upper chest again. “Bloody hell Hermione....I want you right now,” he said as he moved his hips against her.

Her hands came to his chest to nudge him back. He lay back as she leaned over him, and put her knee between his legs as she moved her mouth closer to him, first licking his stomach as her hands were at his sides. She moved up his stomach to his chest as her teeth tugged on the nipple ring before her tongue came out to circle the nipple. He moaned as his head went back, a fine sheen of sweat on his body from the need to be inside of her.

Snape had sat back long enough as the two brightest students of Hogwarts made out in front of them. He could see the strain in Draco’s face and body building. He moved forwards to put his hand over the camera lens. “That’s probably enough.”

Glen wiped the sweat from his brow before nodding his head. “Yes, I think you’re right,” he said grinning, then went over to the couple who were both looking at him, Hermione still leaning over Draco. “That’s enough shots. Thanks you two. Once I get the pictures developed, I’ll let you know so you can approve of which ones to use.”

“Can we keep a copy for ourselves?” Draco smirked as he held onto Hermione to keep her in place.

“Sure,” Glen replied as he packed up his equipment.

Draco sat up with Hermione on his lap again. She was about to get up when he leaned in to kiss her mouth. “Stay,” he said huskily as he held her hips to his, deepening the kiss.

Snape and Harry ushered Sirius, Blaise, and Glen out and sealed the tent so no one could get in. “Well, I’m going in for a cold shower,” Harry said smirking as the rest of them laughed, heading back to the school.

Hermione pulled away from Draco’s addictive kiss and guided his hand between her legs. “I want you inside of me Draco....badly,” she said huskily and moaned as his fingers slid along her covered sex.

“Gods....Hermione, I need to be in you right now. I feel like I’m going to explode,” he said, then groaned as her hand rubbed against his leather clad erection.

She stood up and grabbed her wand that was on the side of her bike. “Evanesco,” she said as her bikini bottoms and his pants disappeared. She straddled the bike again, her back turned to him. He stood up behind her spread legs and positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. He gripped her hips and rammed deep inside of her dripping sex.

He groaned out loud when she tightened around him. She pushed her hips back as he continued to thrust deep and hard inside of her. It wasn’t long before they both cried out as their climax claimed them both, leaving their legs quivering in the aftermath.

He sat back, holding her close, him still deep inside of her. Her inner muscles clenching around him. “Sorry, Hermione,” he said huskily.

“For what?” she asked raggedly, holding onto his forearms that were around her waist.

“For not lasting,” he smirked against her back.

“That’s okay. That was my second orgasm anyway,” she smirked as she got up then sat back down facing him.

“Second?”

“Yeah, I had one while the camera was clicking away earlier,” she said laughing. “You were grinding against me in just the right spot.”

He brought her closer as he put his arms around her back, kissing the side of her neck. “So, when does ‘Hermione’ come back?” he asked as his lips moved lower down her chest.

“Tonight at dinner time,” she replied arching her back to the touch of his mouth.

His fingers worked the strings to her bikini top until he had the scraps of leather hanging from his fingers. His hands went to her lower back, shifting her closer and for her to lay back. He stood and leaned over her as he guided his hardening cock back inside of her. “You feel so good Hermione,” he groaned as he slowly inched himself inside of her, his tongue laving her breasts.

His hands came up her rib cage as he made his way up her body. He cupped her breasts as he teased her nipples with his tongue, keeping a steady rhythm with his thrusts. He would thrust shallow a few times, then went in deep and fast making them both shudder at the touch. She wrapped her legs around his waist as his thrusts went slow and deep inside of her. His lips moved up her neck, then to her mouth where his tongue met hers.

She gripped the sides of the bike as she moved her upper body against his until he was under her and she was on top, impaled completely. He leaned back on the seat of the bike as his hands gripped her hips, guiding her as she rocked on top of him.

Their groans got louder as their climax neared, Hermione’s hips moving faster. He reached between her legs, his fingers rubbing against her slick clit. That was what Hermione needed to finally put her over the edge. “Draco,” she cried out as her hands gripped his thighs behind her.

He thrust up as she tightened around him, shooting his cum deep inside of her....again. She came forward and collapsed on of top of him, her face in his neck. She lightly kissed him, then looked down into his eyes. Her hand came to his face as her thumb grazed his bottom lip. She leaned down to kiss his mouth briefly, then sat up. She slowly lifted up, letting him slip out of her completely.

She found her wand again and did a ‘scourgify’ spell on them both, as well as the seat of her bike, then both went in search of their clothes.

He quickly slipped on his jeans and shirt, then helped her do up her jeans and her tied halter top. His fingers grazed her bare skin as he gathered her in his arms, just to hold her.

Her arms went around his waist as she snuggled into him. “We should really go Draco,” she said smiling, kissing the side of his neck.

“Yeah, I know. But I’d really like to stay like this for awhile,” he replied as he kissed her upturned mouth.

“Well.....back to ‘Phoenix,” she said as she straightened her clothes and slipped on her leather jacket. She finger-combed her hair, then put the sunglasses back in place. She kissed him quickly. “See you later tonight Draco,” she smiled to him then left first to go to the school.

thanks to Lessa for beta-ing