More Than Meets the Eye

Chapter 13


Hermione sighed deeply as she sat on the couch. It had been a long, exhausting, and confusing three days. She looked up when the door opened. “Your house mates are strange.”

Draco quirked a brow at her. “Well seeing as that is the mildest adjective that you have ever used to describe them, it is nice to know that you are warming up to us Slytherins.”

Hermione response was a half snort, half laugh. “I would say that it is the other way around. Any idea why people who couldn't stand me yesterday are suddenly being nice to me today?”

Draco held back his wince. He had been dreading this conversation, but instinctively knew that he would only make things worse if he wasn't completely honest at this point. Sitting down next to her, he was glad to see that her wand wasn't within her reach. “Yes, I am guessing that they're all under orders from their parents to behave themselves.”

“Why would their parents, most of whom are known death eaters, tell them to behave themselves?”

“Because the Dark Lord has some strict orders about you.”

“Oh really?” she asked coolly. “What might those orders be?”

Draco sighed at her tone and silently wondered why he had listened to Snape in this case. “I don't know what his instructions were to the other death eaters. He ordered me to seduce you into joining him.”

Hermione's eyes widened. She hadn't been expecting that answer. “He ordered you to seduce me? When did he do that?”

“Shortly after our commitment ceremony,” he answered vaguely.

“What?!” Hermione screeched. “That was nearly a month ago! Why is this the first I've heard about it?”

“Well, with all the wedding plans that you had to deal with, I didn't want to add to you plate.”

“Add to my plate? Draco, this could easily be very important. How could you keep this from me?”

“It isn't as though you could do anything about it, and like I said, you had enough on your mind without me adding to it.”

“I am not a brainless twit! I am able to have multiple pieces of information without having a mental breakdown!”

“I know that,” he answered through a clenched jaw. Merlin she was frustrating!

“Than don't treat me like one!”

“Fine! If I had told you right away, what would you have done?”

“I don't know!” she yelled back. “But I should have been told!”

“You know now, so what difference does it make?”

“The difference is that this was purposely kept from me,” she answered coldly. “I don't like secrets Malfoy.” Hermione didn't know how Draco would react to her using his last name, but she certainly didn't expect him to grab her and devour her lips. “Draconis Malfoy,” she managed when he moved to suckle her neck. “Stop trying to distract me. It won't work.”

Draco smiled against her skin. “I wouldn't bet on that my dear,” he replied brushing the tip of his tongue against her pulse point.

“You can't shag your way out of this.”

“I wasn't trying to.”

“Than what the hell are you doing?”

He smiled again and nibbled his way to the other side of her neck before answering her question with one of his own. “Do you have any idea how sexy you are when you are angry?” At her snort of disbelief, he continued. “Its true. Why do you think I didn't react when you hit me in third year?”

“Because you were shocked that I had dared to touch the sacred body of Draco Malfoy,” she replied with a laugh.

His lips twitched at her answer. “Well there was that too, but only a very little. The fire in your eyes kept me rooted to the spot.”

“Draco,” she groaned both from frustration and desire. She fought against the temptation to give in to his seduction when he caressed one of her breasts. Using all of her self control, she gently pushed him back. “Stop Draco,” she whispered. Placing her hands on either side of his face she looked into his eyes. “You know that we have to talk about this.”

Draco silently cursed. Most of the time he was thrilled by his wife's brilliancy, but at times her quest for knowledge was rather irritating. “Alright.”

“Why would he want me?”

“I don't know. Trust me, if I had any ideas I'd let you know.”

“I could understand if he wanted to kill me, but join him? I represent everything that he is against. It doesn't make sense.”

“Hermione, he is insane. His plans aren't going to make sense. There has only been one order that he has given me that hasn't been completely crazy.”

“Oh really? Which one is that?”

Draco smirked at her. “The one where I'm suppose to seduce you.” He moved to kiss her again only to be shoved back hard.

As they tumbled to the floor, she managed to snag his wand. Straddling him she pointed it at his chest. Draco's eyes widened at the sight of his own wand turned against him. He thought that he had managed to talk her out of her anger. Obviously he was wrong.

“I'm afraid you won't be following any orders tonight, Mr. Malfoy.” She waved his wand and Draco found himself glued to the floor. “You kept something from me that you should have told me right away. So for punishment I think I'll finish the torture I started a couple of weeks ago.”

Draco looked at her and smirked. What a punishment. It sounds more like a reward to me.

“You smile now, and I promise that you'll smile at the end, but until then...well, you once told me that Malfoys don't beg. Tonight darling, a Malfoy will learn how to beg.” With another wave, his clothing disappeared. Laying the wand aside for the moment, she leaned over to like his lips. She kept her kisses light and playful, knowing it would frustrate him that he couldn't move to deepen them.

Draco moaned as she slowly made her way down his body. Her spell kept him from making any move from the neck down, so the electricity from her nibbles were trapped in his body. When her chin brushed the tip of his erection he tried to place thought in her head. He looked at her in surprise when he felt her mental walls go up.

Hermione smirked at him. “You wont be able to seduce me into giving up control this time. Thanks to our core transfer, my occulemency skills have improved vastly.”

He whimpered when she placed gentle bites on the inside of his thighs. I am a Malfoy. Malfoys don't beg, he chanted over and over to himself. Merlin please let her actually do what she is suggesting!

Hermione studied his face while she slowly tortured him. The normally composed wizard's eyes were scrunched close and his lips were pursed in an effort to stay in control. You might as well give now. You aren't going to win this, she thought to him. She smirked when his eyes flew open with the realization that she had received this talent from him as well.

Draco groaned when the tip of her tongue moved along the underside of his shaft. Slowly she swirled his head and licked off his precum. In blissful agony she took him into her mouth, centimeter by centimeter. After she had taken in all that she could she began to hum, the vibrations driving him crazy as she bobbed up and down. Just when he felt himself start to tighten she backed off of him. He opened his eyes and growled in frustration. “What the hell do you think you are doing?”

Hermione leaned over and gently tweaked his nose. “You didn't really think that I would let you off that easily did you Malfoy?” she asked shaking her head. When his eyes narrowed she gave him a warm smile. “It occurs to me that I am most improperly over dressed at the moment.” Kneeling next to him she slowly began to peel her clothing off.

Draco swallowed hard as he watched her seductive strip tease. All he wanted to do was rip her clothing off and flip her to her back, but she seemed content with taking her sweet time and playing games. His breath quickened as more and more of her skin came into sight. In the week that they had been married he had come to the realization that it would be a long time, if ever, before he tired of her. Not only in the bedroom, but in general, there was something about her that enthralled him.

When Hermione finally had all of her clothing off, she knelt over him. Bending over to give him a kiss, she brushed against him as lightly as possible. She moved her lips to his neck and could feel his racing pulse. Trying to hide her own arousal, she licked and sucked hard enough to guarantee the need for a glamour charm in the morning.

“Hermione, release me now!” he ordered through clenched teeth.

She moved to look into his eyes. “Now why would I want to do that?” she asked playfully, thrilled that he was now gasping for air.

“I want to be inside of you.”

“Hmmm, well I think that can be arranged,” she answered. Taking him in hand, she guided him to her entrance. Slowly she lowered herself onto him.

“Yes!” he hissed as he felt her surround him. His eyes almost crossed in ecstasy. His relief was short lived as it dawned on him that she had no intention of going any further. “Hermione...”

“Yes Draco?” she asked, feigning innocence.

“Come on...”

“Come on? You said that you wanted to be inside of me and you are, so what's the problem?”

“You need to move!” he replied trying, and failing, to keep the whine out of his voice.

“And how would you like for me to move? Like this?” she asked rotating her hips.

Draco let out a half sob. As she had intended the motion had increased his desire without offering any of the relief he so desperately needed. “Oh Merlin, Hermione please, please. Please Hermione, please fuck me. Please, just fuck me!” he begged, not caring that she had won. Not caring that he was breaking the unspoken rule that Malfoy men always controlled their mates. He knew his ancestors would cringe if they could hear him, but damn it, he doubted his ancestors ever had dealt with a witch as wonderful as his Hermione.

“I've got a better idea,” she replied as she released him from the spell.

Finally free Draco thrust up with such force that he almost bucked her off. Grabbing her hips to steady her, he quickly helped he establish a rhythm. Raising one hand to bury it into her wild curls, he leaned up to kiss her. He felt as if he was on sensory overload. He wanted to touch and taste all of her, but knew he'd never last long enough. Soon she was shaking and her inner walls were clutching him. Draco threw his head back and roared her name. After he was spent he fell back to the floor boneless, pulling her down on top of him. His arms tightened around her when she moved to roll off of him. “You are absolutely amazing,” he whispered, running a hand through her hair.

A/N: Well there are a couple of chapters for you all. Hopefully it won't take me so long to update again. Ryz