Roommates
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
11,414
Reviews:
31
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, and I do not make any money from these writings.
Tall, Dark and Handsome
A/N: Thanks guys, for all your support in this story. =) Hehe. It was rough getting it started…but now that I’ve got this chapter down, I’m hoping it’ll be a much easier cruise. Stay tuned for more lemony goodness. (‘Cause lord knows that’s what I’m best at writing these days. Haha.)
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Hermione smirked as she leaned against her wall. Her knees were pulled up to her chest while her hands absentmindedly stroked her quivering thighs. She heard everything. Fred and George invented a goldmine when they developed the Extendible Ears.
Everything was working according to plan.
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Stage one: Blaise.
Hermione grinned a very Slytherin like grin as she stepped into the shower. It was almost show time and she was going to be the main attraction.
The heat of the water created a thick fog that crept up to the mirrors and created a nice sensual atmosphere in the otherwise stuffy bathroom. She started humming a muggle song as she applied a rich lather of soap on her body while thrusting her hips and moving to the beat of the song. She loved showers, but she loved being in control the most.
She had a plan. The doors were unlocked – like always – and she was running dangerously close to Blaise’s shower time. By all rights, she should have been out of there twenty minutes ago. But her plan wouldn’t have worked unless Blaise joined her for fifteen minutes of fun.
Her caresses turned sensual as she explored the curves of her body. She turned away from the stream of water as she bit her lip, shut her eyes and arched enticingly toward the opposing wall.
Any minute now…
Bingo.
The door pushed opened as a half asleep Blaise Zabini stumbled into the room. He took no notice of the running water, nor of the built up steam – he merely supposed the Head Girl had just finished with her own shower. Pulling at the drawstrings of his pants, Blaise revealed he went commando before stepping into the shower only to collide straight into the incredibly erotic looking Hermione Granger.
His eyes automatically snapped open as his hands reached out to grip her arms and keep her from falling to the side. His jaw dropped as he noticed the state she was in; completely wet from the water, completely naked in front of him, and completely within his grasp. He watched as the water ran down the curve of her neck onto the curve of her breasts and lower still as it tracked its way down her body. His grip on her arms grew slightly tighter as he zeroed in on her perk nipples while taking in the rest of her body. They were barely inches apart, he couldn’t see much, but he could feel everything.
He saw her flushed breasts with water cascading down leading to the top of her thighs. But he didn’t see anything else. He was too close. His front was pressed to her hips as the small space of the shower pushed them closer still. He licked his lips in response to the moisture and the sight before him before snapping to attention at her small cough of embarrassment.
“Oh…um…Sorry. I didn’t know you were…” He stepped slightly back and looked away in guilt as he thought of everything and anything that would get his lower anatomy to calm down. ‘Please don’t notice…please don’t notice…please don’t—‘
“Looks like you have a problem there, Blaise.” Her alluring voice drifted to his ears as she stepped further back under the fall of the water to give him space. She had a delightful little grin on her face; her eyes were devious as she openly checked him out.
‘Oh god.’ Groaning silently when the blood automatically rushed to his groin, Blaise fought an inner battle as the Gryffindor Golden Girl did all she could to set him off.
When he said nothing, Hermione continued. “It is my fault though, really. I should have been out of here ages ago.” Smiling, Hermione stepped closer to the dark Italian and trailed a finger from the middle of his chest to the top of his navel. “But since you’re here….” Her feather light touches had him burning with desire. “Why don’t you wash my back?”
Turning swiftly around so that her hair whipped him in the chest, she revealed to him her pert little bottom as she knowingly bent forward just enough to invite…and sure enough, Blaise proved he was every bit a man.
Grinning, Blaise lathered up the soap and gently started massaging her back. His fingers kneaded at her shoulders as she arched and moaned towards him. He trailed his hands down her back as he stopped briefly to spread soap at her side cleavage while effectively cupping her breasts from behind. He stepped closer to her body as he dug his throbbing erection into the curves of her ass.
The soap was forgotten as he played her body from behind. He leaned over her to kiss the side of her neck as she shut her eyes and leaned against him for balance. His moves were countered innocently with one of her own. She had lost track of her own game. She hadn’t expected Blaise to take it this far this quickly…
“Mmhm…Ohh…” She moaned as his hands sought lower down her body. He was now drawing shapes on her hip while the other hand tweaked her nipple and his aching cock ground into her from behind.
He started mock thrusting into the swell of her cheeks as his fingers grew closer and closer to her hidden space. She spread her legs as she silently invited him in. His hand was at the top of her thighs…closer…closer…
But at the last minute, Blaise stopped. He grinned against her neck as he whispered hotly into her ear: “Careful, cara, you don’t want to have too much fun before class, now do you?”
Pulling away when her body froze, Blaise chuckled in his deep husky voice, turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. He was still grinning when he grabbed a towel and swaggered off into his own bedroom.
He was a Slytherin and Slytherin don’t bend that easily to Gryffindor tricks.
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She slumped against the wall. Ohhh was she furious! Her eyes narrowed and glared at nothing in particular as she mentally cursed her handsome roommate. How dare he leave her in that state!
This wasn’t his game, it wasn’t his court. She was the one in control. And ohh would she get him back for this….
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A/N: Reviews are definitely welcome. =)
And a great thanks goes out to SarahWhitman for volunteering to look over my chapters before I post. =) I didn’t get to send this one to you, but I’ll definitely consider the next. Haha. It’s just that I’m a little short on time after I finish writing these. Haha. I tend to have a short attention span and I fear that if I don’t post after I finish, I’ll reconsider and not post at all.
But definitely. =) I’ll be bugging you in the future to maybe look over a chapter or two. Hehe.
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Hermione smirked as she leaned against her wall. Her knees were pulled up to her chest while her hands absentmindedly stroked her quivering thighs. She heard everything. Fred and George invented a goldmine when they developed the Extendible Ears.
Everything was working according to plan.
--
Stage one: Blaise.
Hermione grinned a very Slytherin like grin as she stepped into the shower. It was almost show time and she was going to be the main attraction.
The heat of the water created a thick fog that crept up to the mirrors and created a nice sensual atmosphere in the otherwise stuffy bathroom. She started humming a muggle song as she applied a rich lather of soap on her body while thrusting her hips and moving to the beat of the song. She loved showers, but she loved being in control the most.
She had a plan. The doors were unlocked – like always – and she was running dangerously close to Blaise’s shower time. By all rights, she should have been out of there twenty minutes ago. But her plan wouldn’t have worked unless Blaise joined her for fifteen minutes of fun.
Her caresses turned sensual as she explored the curves of her body. She turned away from the stream of water as she bit her lip, shut her eyes and arched enticingly toward the opposing wall.
Any minute now…
Bingo.
The door pushed opened as a half asleep Blaise Zabini stumbled into the room. He took no notice of the running water, nor of the built up steam – he merely supposed the Head Girl had just finished with her own shower. Pulling at the drawstrings of his pants, Blaise revealed he went commando before stepping into the shower only to collide straight into the incredibly erotic looking Hermione Granger.
His eyes automatically snapped open as his hands reached out to grip her arms and keep her from falling to the side. His jaw dropped as he noticed the state she was in; completely wet from the water, completely naked in front of him, and completely within his grasp. He watched as the water ran down the curve of her neck onto the curve of her breasts and lower still as it tracked its way down her body. His grip on her arms grew slightly tighter as he zeroed in on her perk nipples while taking in the rest of her body. They were barely inches apart, he couldn’t see much, but he could feel everything.
He saw her flushed breasts with water cascading down leading to the top of her thighs. But he didn’t see anything else. He was too close. His front was pressed to her hips as the small space of the shower pushed them closer still. He licked his lips in response to the moisture and the sight before him before snapping to attention at her small cough of embarrassment.
“Oh…um…Sorry. I didn’t know you were…” He stepped slightly back and looked away in guilt as he thought of everything and anything that would get his lower anatomy to calm down. ‘Please don’t notice…please don’t notice…please don’t—‘
“Looks like you have a problem there, Blaise.” Her alluring voice drifted to his ears as she stepped further back under the fall of the water to give him space. She had a delightful little grin on her face; her eyes were devious as she openly checked him out.
‘Oh god.’ Groaning silently when the blood automatically rushed to his groin, Blaise fought an inner battle as the Gryffindor Golden Girl did all she could to set him off.
When he said nothing, Hermione continued. “It is my fault though, really. I should have been out of here ages ago.” Smiling, Hermione stepped closer to the dark Italian and trailed a finger from the middle of his chest to the top of his navel. “But since you’re here….” Her feather light touches had him burning with desire. “Why don’t you wash my back?”
Turning swiftly around so that her hair whipped him in the chest, she revealed to him her pert little bottom as she knowingly bent forward just enough to invite…and sure enough, Blaise proved he was every bit a man.
Grinning, Blaise lathered up the soap and gently started massaging her back. His fingers kneaded at her shoulders as she arched and moaned towards him. He trailed his hands down her back as he stopped briefly to spread soap at her side cleavage while effectively cupping her breasts from behind. He stepped closer to her body as he dug his throbbing erection into the curves of her ass.
The soap was forgotten as he played her body from behind. He leaned over her to kiss the side of her neck as she shut her eyes and leaned against him for balance. His moves were countered innocently with one of her own. She had lost track of her own game. She hadn’t expected Blaise to take it this far this quickly…
“Mmhm…Ohh…” She moaned as his hands sought lower down her body. He was now drawing shapes on her hip while the other hand tweaked her nipple and his aching cock ground into her from behind.
He started mock thrusting into the swell of her cheeks as his fingers grew closer and closer to her hidden space. She spread her legs as she silently invited him in. His hand was at the top of her thighs…closer…closer…
But at the last minute, Blaise stopped. He grinned against her neck as he whispered hotly into her ear: “Careful, cara, you don’t want to have too much fun before class, now do you?”
Pulling away when her body froze, Blaise chuckled in his deep husky voice, turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. He was still grinning when he grabbed a towel and swaggered off into his own bedroom.
He was a Slytherin and Slytherin don’t bend that easily to Gryffindor tricks.
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She slumped against the wall. Ohhh was she furious! Her eyes narrowed and glared at nothing in particular as she mentally cursed her handsome roommate. How dare he leave her in that state!
This wasn’t his game, it wasn’t his court. She was the one in control. And ohh would she get him back for this….
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A/N: Reviews are definitely welcome. =)
And a great thanks goes out to SarahWhitman for volunteering to look over my chapters before I post. =) I didn’t get to send this one to you, but I’ll definitely consider the next. Haha. It’s just that I’m a little short on time after I finish writing these. Haha. I tend to have a short attention span and I fear that if I don’t post after I finish, I’ll reconsider and not post at all.
But definitely. =) I’ll be bugging you in the future to maybe look over a chapter or two. Hehe.