Conventions, Clubs and Caresses

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“Remove my fiance’s hand, now” he growled between clenched teeth.

“Draco” Hermione shot out of her seat, her hands grasping his tightly, trying to calm him with her soothing touch.

“This is Doug Shrewer, my replacement at work. We were just going over some details of the job over a few drinks” Her heart was beating too fast, her world was spinning out of control, she needed to get him out of here quickly.

“Really? Then why was the git holding your hand?” he asked her, while staring daggers into the other man’s eyes.

“Draco Malfoy, how very splendid to meet you. It seems as though we have something in common. Hermione and I were quite an item a few years back” He grinned over to Hermione who sighed, closing her eyes and shaking her head. ‘Just kill me now” she thought.

“Well, I’m sure you’ll be happy to know that she has agreed to marry me. I’m sure she’d love for you to come to the wedding, wouldn’t you dear?” he raised his eyebrows at Hermione as his arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her closely, possessively to his side.

“Oh, I don’t think he’d want to come” Hermione tried in vain to steer him away from the conversation.

“I’d be delighted, thank you” Doug stood up to shake Draco’s hand, giving him affirm grip and a clear look in his eyes.

“Well I must be off, lots of work to do. Hermione, I’ll see you in the morning and you can tell me all about your plans. Mr. Malfoy, it was a pleasure meeting you and I must say, congratulations! Hermione is one hell of a woman.” and with that he walked away from the table and out the door.

“Draco, ” unable to speak any further as she found a pair of warm lips upon hers in a demanding kiss. Wrapping her arms around him she pulled his body closer to her, opening her mouth as she felt his tongue run along the seam of lips, her tongue played gently with his. She put all of her love and trust into that kiss, trying to quell the jealousy she could see in his eyes and feel in his grasp when he had hugged her.

“Let’s go home” he whispered against her lips.

Nodding quickly, they both Apparated back to Hermione’s flat to gather some of her clothes and belongings, then Draco wrapped her up in his arms and once more Apparated them to their home in Spain.

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Doug stepped outside into Diagon Alley and was immediately pulled into a dark shadowy corner.

“Well, how did it go?” the voice asked hurriedly.

“Well, you could have told me she was marrying the bloke. This was a complete waste of time and now I’m stuck in some stupid country with a lousy job” he spat into the shadows.

“WHAT?! Married?? No, no, no, no that cannot happen. You have to get her back” the figure paced back and forth. “There is no way in hell she is going to marry Draco sodding Malfoy”

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Hermione didn’t have a chance to put her belongings away as Draco literally pounced on her once they reached the bedroom. His long slender fingers were working her clothes off of her in such a rush that before she knew it, she was laying completely naked on the bed and Draco was placing sharp nips and wet kisses along her body. His lips hovered over her skin as his tongue blazed a hot trail of fire down her skin, between her breasts. His teeth found her hard pink nipple as his hands gripped her hips possessively. Moving over to the other breast, he quickly bit her nipple, flicking his tongue over the extended nub before moving down her stomach, over her navel, he bit her again, leaving reddened marks upon her soft, tanned skin.

Hermione was nearly out of breath at the urgency of his motions upon her body. She groaned loudly when she felt him bite her nipple. It was harsh, but felt so good. She held her breath as he moved lower, biting her skin until he slowly nuzzled her soft curls with his nose.

Inhaling deeply, he lifted her knee upon his shoulder. His tongue ran circles upon the inside of her thigh, her body was shaking in anticipation. Teasing her relentlessly he kissed and licked every inch of her soft skin surrounding her aching center, but never indulging her.

“Please” she moaned when she felt his breath caress her lips only to pass over her and move to her other thigh. “Draco” Opening herself for him even wider she moved her hips to follow his mouth, trying to get him to the place she need him the most. “Stop teasing”

Draco could hear her pleas of want and desire, he knew what she wanted and he wanted to give it to her, but not yet. He wanted to hear her say she was his. And only his. Forever.

“Say your mine” he whispered against her soaked lips.

“I’m yours, Draco. I love you, it’s always been you, only you.” She pleaded with him as she arched her hips up to his mouth, wanting to feel his soft tongue on her lips. “Please, stop torturing me”

Closing his eyes as he heard her words of love, his tongue came out to glide across her thigh, inching closer to her dripping center. Kneading her firm backside he gently teased her opening with the very tip of his tongue.

Hermione almost screamed in anticipation when she felt the tip graze her lips, only to cry out in frustration when he pulled away. Unable to wait any longer she wrapped her legs around his shoulders and pulled him towards her quivering arousal; her hands gripping his hair tightly as she felt his lips connect with her own. Sighing in relief when she felt him bury his nose against her throbbing clit and his tongue diving inside her slick walls.

“Yessss” she cried out as he continued to thrust his tongue deeper inside of her, her breasts heaving with her pants of desire. Circling her hips, she rubbed her clitoris against his face, seeking release.

Draco smiled widely when he felt her legs pull him forward. Diving inside her warmth with his tongue he massaged her inner walls with expertise, his hands moving up and over her hips, tracing her curves as he moved to find the swell of her breasts beneath his fingers. She began moving her hips, rubbing his face with need.
He knew what she wanted. Pressing into her further he rubbed his nose over her hardened nub, his fingers pinching her pink nipples harshly. He could feel her getting closer, she was shaking beneath him, unable to control her body as she crashed towards ecstasy.

Hermione felt the sweet sensation of her orgasm rip through her, his tongue sliding in and out of her, licking her clit hard he prolonged her release; his hands holding her firmly as her body writhed in pleasure.

Moving swiftly Draco slid inside her warmth, grasping her legs tightly around his waist as he thrust into her, hard and deep. Pulling her up to his chest his mouth attacked hers in hungry kiss that nearly brought them both to climax. Mimicking his movements between them he thrust his tongue in and out of her silky smooth mouth, tasting every bit of her. Gripping her tightly to his body, licking her jawline, sucking her neck, whispering in her ear.

“You. Are. Mine. And I will love you until the end of days Hermione” He thrust harder when he felt her walls clamp tightly around him. Spinning them around, he fell back on the bed keeping her delicious body on top of him, gripping her hips fiercely he thrust upwards as he watched her ride out her orgasm pulling him with her. Milking his essence, grinding her clit into his pelvic bone she felt him shoot deep within her, hitting her cervix with every thrust. Her vision blurred as she fell forward, landing on the hard sculpted chest of her lover.

“Draco Malfoy, how can you even think of being jealous of him?” she whispered into his neck, her tongue peeking out to lick his pulse point.

“I am not jealous witch” he groaned at the feeling of her tongue. “I do not like seeing another man with his hands on you” tilting his head to the side to give her better access, his hands stroking her back softly moving down to grab her backside in affirm squeeze.

“You are the man I love, you are the man I am marrying, and you are the man I plan to love until the end of days” echoing his words as she sat up and stared into his bright silver irises. Placing a quick kiss upon his soft lips she quickly lifted off of him and made her way towards the bathroom. Stopping at the bathroom door she turned around to look at the sexy wizard she loved lying on the bed in all his naked glory.
“Now, come help me wash?” she gave him an innocent look from behind lowered lashes as she gentle shook her hips and stepped into the shower.

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Ginny Potter sat fuming at her kitchen table. Her hands were clenched tightly around a scrap of parchment she had just received. Harry was coming home early. At first she was excited to see him, then worried as she read the letter stating he was coming home because he had been seriously injured. He had taken a bludger to the left side of his head and was knocked unconscious for almost 48 hours. Once he had come to they told him he had a concussion and he was going home. Relieved that he was coming home, and yet, at the same time upset as her plans would be put on hold. If Harry ever found out what she had done, he’d never forgive her. They had disagreed on the ‘Malfoy Matter’, as they deemed it, several times. Harry told her she needed to let it go. He had helped save the wizarding world as well as Harry’s life. But Ginny wouldn’t hear of it. It was because of Malfoy that her brother was gone, why couldn’t he see that? Pushing back from the table she checked the clock. Harry was traveling, he’d be home any minute. Quickly recomposing herself she pushed her plan to the back of her mind, for now.

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Hermione gripped Draco’s strong shoulders tightly as he thrust inside of her, the water spraying over their heated bodies as he claimed her over and over again. Sucking his wet, delicious skin as she came hard around him.

Draco held her to him as he slowly sat on the bench in the shower, his knees weak from holding her in that position for nearly fifteen erotic minutes. Placing soft kisses upon her throat, moving down to capture her slick nipple in his mouth.

“I can’t get enough of you” she whispered against his skin, her tongue licking the water off his shoulder.

“Well, then it’s a good thing we’ll be together forever now isn’t it” he looked up into her eyes briefly before moving in to capture her lips in a soft loving kiss.

“Draco, when can we do it? Get married I mean. I don’t want to wait, not much longer.” Her eyes had drifted to a blank spot on the wall behind his shoulder, her fingers tracing circles on his back.

“Hermione Granger, I would marry you today if you’d agree, but don’t you want your friends and family to come?” He knew every woman dreamt of their wedding day, but he also knew deep down that he wanted her to be his forever, starting as soon as possible.

“I just want it to be us. I don’t care about everyone else. I don’t need a big lavish wedding” she couldn’t look him in the eyes right now, her emotions so mixed up right now. She didn’t want to tell him that she didn’t think her friends would support their marriage. She’s wanted this man since the end of the war and finally, five long years later, she had him.

“Hermione” he placed his finger under her chin, pulling her face to look at him. He saw the unshed tears in her eyes. “I know it must be killing you, with the way Ginny reacted. But, don’t you think you should at least give Harry the option to come?”

He had never told her that Harry and him had actually spoken several times over the last five years. Deep down, he knew Harry would approve, they had come to an understanding a long time ago. Draco had a feeling that Harry knew of his feelings for Hermione. Harry had his own problems to deal with after the war, but when they had met a few years later, they both had grown up, understanding that time heals all wounds they agreed to stay in touch. Harry had thanked him for helping him in the final battle and when Draco had casually asked ‘How’s Granger these days” Harry had given him a knowing look and told him she was better. Silently agreeing to to divulge any more information the two had indeed kept in touch over the years. Draco Malfoy was a large supporter of Quidditch and had attended several games, even going out for a celebratory drink once, unknown of course to Ginny as it was an away game. Harry had tried to apologize for Ginny’s behavior but Draco had just waved him off stating that he understood her feelings and to not worry about it, maybe some day she would come to terms with her feelings.

Hermione pulled him out of his thoughts as she waved her hand in front of his face.

“Hello, Draco, are you in there” she smiled when he looked up. “Where did you go love?”

“Just thinking. Maybe you should try talking to Ginny. I know it’s difficult love, but I’d rather not have you regret your wedding day because your friends aren’t there.” He placed a soft kiss on her lips and gave her a strong hug.

“Now, I think it’s time we get out of the shower. I’m quite hungry, let’s go out”

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