You Were My World

Hermione moaned, the feel of Blaise's tongue on her skin was driving her insane.

Blaise looked at up at Hermione's flushed face and hooded eyes. Smirking at her reaction to him, Blaise trailed kisses over her jawline and to her awaiting lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck to deepen their kiss, their tongues massaging each others. The wizard's hand was on her back while the other hovered over her waist. She shivered as his soft finger tips slowly draw circles on her exposed flesh.

Hermione sighed after their lips broke apart. She was so breathless and weaken from Blaise's simple touches and caresses. He gazed at her with a questioning look, silently asking her if she wanted to continue and go further with this. Hermione managed to gave him a small nod. She doesn't want him to stop, especially when it felt so good. The feelings and sensations she had felt before with Draco was returning and it was maddening.

Blaise reclined onto the tree behind him and pulled Hermione on top of him. He pulled her knickers off and pushed the hem of her skirt to her waist and maneuvered her into a straddling position over his erection. The wizards chuckled as she stared down at the bulge in his trousers and cupped her chin to pull her into another kiss. His cupped the back of her head while his other hand took a hold of one of hers and deliberately placed it over his swollen cock.

The witch gasped, after realizing what she was touching. Reflexively she jump back, or at least tried to. Blaise held her hip down firmly.

“What's wrong?”

“I – I don't know,” she said blinking back tears, “I feel... I feel like – like this – this isn't right...” she whispered, afraid he would be anger with her.

Blaise studied her face. Somewhere deep down she must feel that this is not right. No, deep down she knows that this is wrong. He contemplate this thought for a moment. He has to take it slow and not scare her or make her nervous in any way or else he might push her to the point where her memories burst back onto the surface and he and Draco are dead.

“I understand Hermione,” he muster a soft comforting tone instead of his deep lust filled tone he normally uses to sway witches.

Hermione stared at him, puzzled.

“You were a traditional girl,” he said, “you wanted us to wait until we got married before we...” he trailed letting her figure out for herself.

“You mean we never...” she swallowed, “we never had sex?” she whispered the last word, lowering her eyes and blushed when she found that she was staring down at his erection. Hermione averted her eyes once again and looked up to stare at the tree Blaise was leaning back on.

“No,” he shook his head and smiled. “you' re still a virgin.”

“That explains it...” her voice trailed.

“Explains what?”

“Explains what Draco did,” she said, “he didn't...”

“Yes, it is because we respect your decision and want you to be happy. But with what happened at our wedding, we didn't get the chance to properly consummate our marriage. After you awoken I and Draco decided to keep our promise to you from before and let you decide if you ever want us to be with you.”

Hermione gave a tiny gasped. It was so romantic of them to do that for her.

Seeing his wand glowing, indication that Draco was near, Blaise kissed her lips and whispered into her ear

“You know there are other ways for us to be intimate without breaking the promise we made. Like what you did with Draco.”

Hermione looked at him shyly.

“You want to try it?”

Unable to speak, Hermione merely nodded.

Blaise smirked. It's time for Draco to pay for what he did. Blaise pulled her waist up toward his, covering their laps with her long skirt. Hearing him unzipping his trousers, the witch took deep breathes and waited for Blaise to do what he had planned. He is her husband and she trusts him, he wouldn't do anything without her consent. She knows that.

Blaise adjusted it so his shaft was between his and her body and began rubbing it against her clit. He held in cock in place, so that it remained outside of her opening while his other hand caressed and squeezed her breast. Hermione yelp at the sudden contact. She was still a little sensitive from earlier. The wizard moaned as he thrust his hip up, sliding his length against her wet opening.

Hermione arched her back, the feel of the ridges of his shaft was incredible.

“You try,” he replied,

His hands on her hip, studying her, Blaise guided her hips forward then back. He continued to guild her until he thought she was ready and let her control her own movements. He thrust his hip up every now and then.

Hermione bit her lip, letting out a little squeal. It felt so good but she didn't want any to hear them.

Blaise spotted a speck of white blonde hair in a tall bush nearby and knew Draco was there watching them. The wizard stared back at the gray eyes, which have been watching them for some time and sent the owner of those eyes a victorious grin. He did one over his friend, both of them knew it. Draco made him hear them shagging but he made Draco watch and hear him take the witch. Well technically, he's not taking her per say, but Draco doesn't know that since her skirt is covering their laps. By that as it may, Blaise achieved what he planned out to do. He is giving Hermione pleasure without actually taking her virginity and also he is getting back at Draco for his prank earlier.

“Like that?” He said to Hermione.

“Yes...” she breathed, arching her back and closing her eyes.

“Good,” He said.

Griping her hips once more Blaise thrust up, this time fast and hard, pressing onto her clit. Her juices was blanketing his length, lubricating them is making this a challenge for Blaise, but the wizard made sure his thrusts were short and controlled. He wouldn't let himself enter her for many reasons. One being, when he takes her for real he secretly wants her to be herself again so she would have forgiven him by then and ask him for a shag for reparation. When Blaise Zabini shags a witch he wants to shag her with out guilt or a potential hex coming his way that and death. Being shag to death? Now that he thinks about it, it wouldn't be such a bad way to go.

“BLAISE!” she screamed.

“You look and sound so lovely.” he told her, cupping her cheeks and kissing her.

He thrust harder.

“Scream louder...” he murmur in her ear.

“BLAISE!”


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Revenge is oh so sweet but they do have consequences. I know that for sure, trust me. But should I gave Blaise a consequence for his actions? I gave Draco one, wouldn't it be fair? I love both of them to be frank and hate see boys I love suffer. I already have a vicious scenario for the next chapter but I don't know if I should type it. Well wherever my muse takes I'll go. As I have said before this story writes itself.

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