To The Devil's Doorstep

Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters. I just take them out to play with them. Then I return the JKR.

Chapter 15
Healing Aftermath


After Draco and Hermione were assured that Lucius was sleeping peacefully, Draco motioned Hermione out into the hall. At first, she didn’t want to leave. She wanted to be there in case Lucius awoke for any reason, but Draco assured her that due to the sleeping draught, Lucius would be well asleep for a while.

Hermione followed him into the hallway, closing the door quietly and casting a spell on the room to tell her if Lucius woke.

Draco led her away from his father’s door so they wouldn’t disturb him before speaking to Hermione.

“Granger, the way you spoke to me in the dungeon was not acceptable in the least.” he said menacingly.

“I know Master, but I let my mouth get ahead of me. I’m terribly sorry but I truly have only had your father’s best interests at heart.” Hermione replied.

“Yes, I understand that, but you have to maintain your role in this manor. And part of that role is to be obedient to my father and myself. You were not doing so in speaking to me in that tone or by using my given name. I haven’t given you permission to do so.”

“Again, all I can say is that I’m sorry Master.”

“No Granger, that may be all you can say, but you can do much more to prove your obedience. I recognize the spell you’ve put on my father’s room and with that spell in place you are free to come to my rooms.”

Hermione was shocked that Draco would invite her to his private rooms. She was sure that she would never see them by request. Yet that’s exactly what was happening. This day certainly had some odd turn of events for her to ponder, but she couldn’t resist what might be the only invitation to Draco’s rooms. She nodded her head slightly, indicating for him to lead the way.

Draco turned on his heel and beckoned her to follow him. They went to the opposite wing of the manor. For a moment Hermione hesitated, but then realized that she could be in her own rooms in the dungeon and the spell on Lucius’ room would still work.

They came to an opulent mahogany door that Draco opened with a flourish as he ushered her in. His rooms were very nice and they reeked of what she would expect for his tastes. Everything was very rich looking, very extravagant.

Draco was not planning on bringing Hermione into his private domain but after seeing all she did for his father, couldn’t help himself.

“Please Granger, take a seat by the fire. You have worked feverishly tonight, getting my father better and you do deserve a bit of a break. Would you like a snifter of brandy?” he asked her.

“Ummm, I probably shouldn’t in case your father wakes up Master.”

“Certainly, I understand. But I will put only a bit into the snifter, certainly nothing that would intoxicate you. I wouldn’t want you caring for my father in that state. Just a tad to relax you. Does that sound acceptable?”

“Yes, I suppose so Master. Thank you very much.” She took the snifter from him and placed the bottom of the glass in the cup of her hand to slightly warm it. Her father always told her it helped to bring out the flavor.

Draco was impressed that she knew this information. He followed suit, but with a much fuller glass. He was exhausted from the events that had expired that evening, as he was sure Hermione was. She held up quite well under extreme pressure.

They sat like that for a while. Neither speaking, only sitting and relaxing. It felt almost too comfortable for the situation she was in. Draco didn’t mind in the least. Pansy always talked his ear off about idle gossip, which was fine while they in school, but now that they were grown, he tired easily of the gossip mongering. But it was time to break the comfortable silence with Hermione, Granger, he meant to think Granger. Maybe the brandy was getting to him.

“Granger, the spells you performed to heal my father, were they your own?” he asked her.

“Well, one was just my own variation on a previously used spell. The spell to stop the internal bleeding is the one I’m speaking of. As it is, it must be performed on each damaged organ in the body. The twist I put on is just to make it encompass all the organs.” she replied.

“I must say I’m impressed. You took his pain away very quickly. As he said, even faster than Severus had ever done. I must thank you for that.”

“No thanks are necessary Master.”

“It is when I say it is, Granger. Now please come sit with me.”

Hermione got up gingerly and walked over to the small sofa that Draco was sitting on. He reached up and grabbed her wrist deftly, pulling her into his lap.

“I believe we were interrupted earlier. Would you like to resume what we were going to do?” Draco asked her silkily.

“Yes Master.” she replied.

As she sat in his lap she could feel him getting hard, could feel his cock begin to push into her bottom. Draco looked into her eyes to assess if she wanted him as much as he did her. He could see it right there. The lust building in her eyes made them glisten slightly.

Tonight would be different.

Draco started to unbutton her serpent buttons so he could see her round breasts peaking out from the small black bra. He took one of them out its restraint and began sucking on her hard nipple, scraping the bud between his teeth gently at first. She moaned throatily as her bottom started to wriggle around in his lap. It was time for a change in position. Draco let her nipple slide out from between his teethe and grabbed her hips.

This is when Hermione thought that Draco would take over and take her like he did before. She couldn’t be more wrong. He shifted her so that she was straddling him. She looked at him with surprise, but didn’t want to waste the moment. She reached between her legs and undid his slacks easily, removing him from his green silk boxers. He was hard and ready for her.

His mouth went back to her breasts, where he removed the other breast from the bra and began to suck and nibble on that nipple, causing more moans to come from Hermione. She had her hand wrapped around his hard cock, lightly pumping it up and down. He bit down harder on her bud as he got more aroused.

There was nothing between them connecting but the little black thong and he easily ripped that off her, throwing it across the room. She was soaking wet and couldn’t wait any longer to feel Draco inside of her.

“Master, please…” she begged him to let her feel him inside of her.

“Yes, now!”

She sheathed his hard cock with her slick pussy, moaning as she pushed him all the way into her. He loved the way she felt around him.

He groaned out, loudly, “Yes, more.”

She was riding him hard, letting out all the day’s frustrations. She wouldn’t be able to last long tonight. She was too drained to last long. She was close, very close, but she wanted to finish at the same time as Draco. She kept riding him until she felt him begin to tense up, the oncoming orgasm drawing up from him. She pushed him into her harder and faster, nearly screaming out his name as she came. At the same time, she could feel him spilling into her hotly. He moaned as he filled her. Before he could stop himself, he heard the words come out of his mouth.

“Oh gods, Hermione!”

They rode out the orgasm together, with her resting her head on his shoulder when they were finished. She was utterly exhausted, but was awaiting the obligatory boot out of the room. She knew he said something he hadn’t meant to, but she wasn’t going to bring it up to him. Things get said in the heat of the moment.

As her head lay on his shoulder, she started dozing off to sleep. He picked her up carefully, so as not to disturb her and laid her on his bed. He cleaned them both up and undressed them to sleep with a couple flicks of his wand.

He crawled into his bed next to her and sleep quickly overcame him also. They remained that way the rest of the night.

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AN: I hope this soothes the savage lemon beasts. It was fun to write but next comes some nursing for Lucius. The poor dear does deserve it.

AAN: Angel, I’m so glad you’re enjoying the story and I hope you continue to enjoy and review.