Sleepless Nights

CHAPTER FOURTEEN



Draco and Hermione entered their dorm just a little after two in the morning. Draco locked and warded the entrance as they walked through the darkened common room and made their way up the stairs. Neither spoke, as words were no longer needed, both of them knew where they were going, and why.



They stepped into her room, and immediately into each others arms. Their lips met in a slow, wet kiss. Their tongues sliding and tangling in a slow heated dance that left them both moaning, and pressing their bodies closer. Hermione shoved her hands beneath his lapels and pushed the jacket off of his shoulders, tugging the buttons on his waistcoat, popping them off in her haste to get the garment off of him.



His hands went to the buttons down the back of her dress as she tugged the end of his cravat, loosening the perfectly tied length of silk and tossing it to the floor. He slid his hands along her bare back, grasping the dress and pulling it forward and off of her arms, letting it fall to the floor in a puddle of silk around her feet.



He was transfixed by the sight of her legs encased in white silk stockings that ended just above her knees, around them were ribbon garters of soft pink. She wore nothing else in that moment, just the stockings, those little ribbons, and her pink shoes.



“You aren’t wearing anything under the dress.”



“You said you preferred me to wear nothing.” She whispered. “You are wearing too much.” She said as she unfastened his shirt buttons.



“Let me do it.” His voice was hoarse as he finished with his shirt and cast it off. He reached down and removed the tall boots, stumbling a bit and making her laugh. Finally he was able to remove the breeches and socks, standing before her wearing nothing but the soft glow of moonlight.



She took his hands and backed slowly towards the bed, kicking off the little slippers as she went. She sat on the edge of the mattress and scooted back slowly. She lifted one leg towards him, smiling slightly when he placed her foot on his shoulder as he stroked his fingers just above the ribbon garters.



“These are amazing.” He tugged on the little pink bow and watched the satin material slide off and float to the floor. “But unnecessary.” He tugged the silk down her leg and off of her little foot, tossing it to the floor as he reached for the other leg, repeating his actions and baring her completely.



She reached behind her and tugged the covers down as she crawled back to slide beneath them, folding back the side in invitation for him to join her.



“You look beautiful.” He climbed into bed beside her, pressing close and he leaned over her. The moonlight in his hair made him look angelic as he stared down at her. She couldn’t resist sliding her hands through his hair and tugging him down for another kiss.



“You are the beautiful one Dragon.” She whispered she slid her tongue past his lips and inside his mouth to taste and tease. One would think his kisses would lose their power after awhile, but that wasn’t happening, the feelings only became more intense with every exchange.



Draco continued to ravish her mouth, sucking on her tongue gently as his hand cupped her breast, kneading and stroking over the distended tip. She whimpered softly into his mouth as she arched her back, pressing further into his touch.



Draco reluctantly released her lips, lowering is head to tease her nipple with his tongue, circling and flicking the tasty little bud before sucking it between his lips. Her fingers were pressing into his head, holding him closer as she cried out her pleasure at his touch.



Hermione was in heaven, his talented lips and tongue having taken her there time and time again in recent weeks. She loved him, loved his touch, his taste, his scent. She couldn’t get enough of him as she slid her fingers from his hair to rake her nails lightly across his back and pull him over her. She opened her thighs wide around his hips, moaning softly when he settled into the soft cradle of her pelvis.



She was wet, and so hot it nearly burned him. Her soft little hands slid lower, cupping his backside and pulling him tighter against her. He was lying fully atop her, his elbows supporting the weight of his upper body.



“I want you…completely.” He said softly as he pressed forward just a bit, the tip of his erection sliding easily between her sodden folds. “If you aren’t ready, tell me now.”



She dug her nails into his rear and pulled him closer.



“I’m yours.” He pushed harder into her, slipping far enough inside that he could feel the barrier of her virginity attempting to block his possession of her body. He pulled back, groaning as the tight walls of her sheath clung to him, then plunged forward again, breaking through the barrier quickly and bottoming out inside her. He was breathing heavily as she arched beneath him, crying softly as the rending pain intruded into the perfection of the moment.



“Don’t cry, please don’t cry.” He whispered, placing soft kisses all across her face and neck as he pushed her hair back and away from her face.



“It hurts..” She whimpered softly.



“I know, just give it a minute….” He hissed when she tightened the muscles of her channel, her body trying to force him from her and involuntarily making him fuller and harder inside her. “Just hold on to me love…don’t let me go.”



Draco pulled back slowly, almost completely out of her before pushing back inside. She was panting as he moved slowly in and out of her, the stretching, burning pain beginning to ease. She moved her hips beneath him experimentally, crying out softly when her clit bumped up against his pelvis.



“Oh!” She did it again, and again was rewarded with that same hot stab of pleasure.



“That’s good love, just like that.” Draco rasped in her ear as he began to thrust more quickly, more forcefully inside her. “Gods I knew it was going to be good….but I swear….I’m lost inside you.” She began to pump her hips up beneath him, rotating them slightly as she did and crying out at the new, electric sensation that pulsed through her with every thrust.



“Please...Dragon it’s so good!” She clutched his back, lifting her body from the mattress as she struggled to get closer, her befuddled brain and ensorcelled body desperately longing to crawl inside him as her orgasm neared.



He could feel her pulsing around him gently as she neared the end, the wet rush of heat as her juices flooded around him. He cupped her shoulders, trying to hold her wildly writhing body still as he began to pummel into her over and over again.



“Oh god….Draco!” She screamed his name, so loudly that his ears were ringing as her orgasm overcame her. The tight glove of her body clamping down hard on him, sending him over as her greedy little body sucked the seed from his again and again in hot, thick jets.



“I love you, love you, love you.” He whispered his love into her ear over and over again as she cried softly into his shoulder.



“I love you Dragon, so much.” Draco knew he was heavy, so he rolled them over so he was on his back and she was draped across his chest.



“Are you alright?” He asked as he pushed her hair back from her sweaty face.



“Yes. I don’t think I have ever been so tired.” She laughed softly.



“Go to sleep, love.” He said as he stroked her back.



“I love you.” She whispered as she slipped off to sleep. Draco lay there a while longer, his body sated and his mind relaxed, before he finally drifted off and dreamed of Hermione in a wedding gown, and a little blonde haired angel smiling up at him.











****Okay, the first time had to be sweet....but he is Lucius's son....and Hermione does have this little problem with insatiable curiosity.....