What They Don\'t Teach You at Hogwarts

Disclaimer: All things HARRY POTTER belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury and a whole load of other people that aren’t me. (Sigh) I’m just borrowing them.

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Chapter 2/5 – Exundo

Smiling and shaking his head slightly Draco lay on the bed. The silk sheets sticking to his still wet back. Hermione sat on the edge of the bed beside him and leaned down. She placed soft kisses over his face.

Draco brought a hand up and tangled it in her hair bringing her mouth to his and kissed her slowly. She opened her mouth immediately and their tongues tangled. Low moans where uttered by both as they kissed. After a moment Hermione pulled back and placed her fingers over Draco’s lips.

“Close your eyes,” she whispered, her eyes sparkling.

“What are you up to, love?”

“That’s for me to know and you to enjoy.”

With a laugh Draco closed his eyes and placed his arms along his sides.

“Now, keep them closed ‘til I tell you to open them,” she said. “Don’t make me hex you to keep them closed.”

“Whatever you say, Hermione,” he teased.

Smiling to herself she kissed him gently before moving her lips and tongue down over his jaw to his neck. “You have the smoothest skin,” she whispered before sucking on his neck. “Like satin,” her tongue running over his shoulder and down to his chest.

A low moan escaped him, as her voice and tongue sent jolts to his cock and he felt it twitch beneath the towel. He had no idea what had gotten into her, but who was he to complain when his sexy girlfriend was currently running her full lips and wet tongue over his body.

“You smell like apples, Draco,” her tongue circling around one nipple, then the other. “Mmm, taste like them, too.”

Her hand ran over his stomach, marvelling at the way the muscles twitched as she passed over them. She gasped as she saw the beginnings of his erection slightly tent the towel. “Let’s loosen this,” she said as she undid the knot. Pulling the towel apart, Draco hissed as the cool air of the room hit his cock.

Glancing up, she was relieved to see his eyes were still closed. Covering his mouth with hers once again, she allowed her fingertips to trace his cock.

“Oh, Merlin,” he moaned into her mouth. “Please, Hermione.” He thrusted his hips.

Wrapping her hand into a fist around him, she began stroking him slowly. Remembering what Ginny had said she began darting her tongue in and out his mouth in time with her strokes.

‘Oh, fuck,’ thought Draco and began moving his hips in the same rhythm as her hand and tongue.

Moving her mouth to his ear, she licked the shell before pulling back. Draco groaned at the loss of her mouth, but it soon turned into a moan as she rubbed her thumb in small circles over the head of his cock, spreading the droplets of pre-cum.

While doing this Hermione used her free hand to open the small package on the dresser. Taking two from the box she put them into her mouth and tears filled her eyes as they melted.

“Spread your legs, Draco,” she said, her voice husky.

He complied immediately and, while still stroking him, Hermione positioned herself between them. Using her other hand she cupped his heavy balls and kneaded them. “Do you know that the mere thought of your cock causes my pussy to throb? And when I think of how it feels sliding in and out of me I just lose control. Keep your eyes closed, Draco,” she added as she saw he eyelids flutter.

His eyes flew open as she felt her slip something onto his cock.

“Can’t have you cumming too soon now can we?” She grinned as she put the cock-ring in place.

“Please, love, I want to touch you,” he said. He didn’t know what she had done to make her voice sound so husky but it was driving him fucking wild and the throbbing in his cock had only intensified since the ring was put in place.

“Shush, soon.”

He was hard and ready, and she shifted closer to him. Taking a deep breath she blew on the sensitive head of his cock.

“OH, FUCK,” cried Draco arching off the bed as the ice-cold air hit him. “What in the name of Merlin was that?”

Hermione said nothing and began running her tongue up and down him. The double sensations of extreme heat and cold caused Draco to gasp and moan. “Oh, love. Please.”

He literally screamed when she took him fully in her mouth. It was like being burnt with ice. Hermione relaxed her throat and took all of him, her nose touching the cock ring.

Slowly she began moving her head up and down as Draco’s hand rested on her head, gently stroking her hair. He couldn’t stop the noises coming from his mouth as her mouth and tongue worked magic. On and on she went, working him into a frenzy. The pressure was building in him and he felt his balls tingle.

Hermione increased her speed, and Draco moved his hips, fucking her mouth. Over and over his cock alternated between burning hot and ice cold and it was killing him.

“Baby, please,” he gasped, “please I *need* to cum. Please, love.”

Inwardly Hermione smiled, Draco never begged, he was the teaser she was always the one to break first. She had to admit that taking control was very arousing. Her nipples were rock hard, scraping against the silk of the shirt she wore, and her thighs were damp with her juices.

She glanced up to see Draco with his head thrown back, panting hard and a slightly pained expression his face.

Hermione slowly pulled her mouth back, letting his cock out inch by inch, till only the tip remained, which she sucked on. Draco looked down at her and they locked eyes. A fresh wave of arousal ran through her at the look in his eyes.

Releasing him momentarily to mutter a spell, she engulfed him again in her mouth as the cock-ring disappeared. Scraping her teeth along the underside of his shaft she felt him swell.

With a cry of her name Draco let go and exploded in her mouth. Stream upon stream of hot cum filled her mouth and she greedily drank it. Her hand began massaging his balls as he overflowed.

He groaned at each pulse of his release, he had never cum so violently.

Hermione pulled back and allowed the last couple of spurts to hit her lips and chin.

Breathing hard Draco looked down at Hermione as she licked her lips. “That was… amazing,” he gasped.

Crawling up his body they kissed softly and he could feel the sensations of the heat and ice on his tongue although it was not a powerful as it had been earlier.

“Menthol,” he murmured when they parted, identifying the taste that was mixed with his own.

Hermione cast a cleaning spell and reached behind to the dresser. Handing the box to Draco she grinned as he read what it was. {Honeyduke’s Hell-Fire Menthol Melts}

He gave her a questioning look.

“What did you think Ginny and I spent our time talking about?” she said innocently.

“Well, what I thought was obviously well off the mark,” he replied, wrapping his arms around her.

“And if you are a good boy I might *show* you something else tomorrow,” she said teasingly.

Draco chuckled softly and kissed her forehead. “I think I can arrange to be very good.”