The Gift Wrap Competition

Chapter 3

Well damn! Why couldn't I have done something more spectacular than Granger? Damn! Damn! Damn! Now I'll never get her into bed. And to think, I had three days of sexual tension building up at the thought of immersing myself in her hot, wet, oblivion.

Hermione broke into his thoughts just then. "Ahem, Draco, about those prizes."

She sounded shy and unsure all of a sudden, when just moments before she had be piping hot mad. "One, why did you get me a gift? And two, do we both get what we agreed since it was a tie?"

Draco couldnt believe his ears. Was she really saying what he thought she was? Was he going to get her anyway? "Well Granger, that all depends. Since I havent called you anything other than Granger for that past 3 days it would seem to me you already got your prize. But I can continue to not call you horrible things. It seems you did earn it."

Hermione thanked him shortly and then stood staring at him like she expected him to say something more. After a few moments of aukward silence. She asked, "And what about your prize, do you still want it? Or was this all a big joke?"

He stood up and walked over to her with that conceited half-smiling smirk. "Hermione, are you trying to say you want to give me my prize?" At his questioning she blushed, and then he knew YES she did.

Slowly he walked toward her, like a panther stalking his prey.

Hermione backed up a little, just a few steps.

She was unsure what to expect. She had learned not to trust Draco and his moods.

One minute he was feet from her, the next he was right up against her. Pressing his full length against her.

She tried to step back again but found she bumped into the end of the couch. "Draco, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because Hermione, you get your prize, now I would like to claim mine. Its only fair." And then his grey eyes seemed to smoke over. Hermione recognized that look for what is was, pure desire.

Then he reached out toward her. She had been expecting his hands to treat her roughly, but he didn't.

Slowly he caressed her face with his hands, reaching round and stroking her throat and then putting both hands into her silky hair.

Blimey, how he'd waited for this.

She couldn't believe Draco was touching her. She tried to come to grips that this might actually happen. That she would be able to stop day dreaming and experience what so many others had.

Draco met her lips with his. At first soft little pecks and then more passionately. Seeking more he tongued her lips.

Eagerly wanting what he offered, Hermione parted her lips to allow him entry. Oh the taste of him. Warm heat, mixed with chocolate and pumpkin juice. She thought just for a moment odd combination but delicious on his breath.

He slowly began moving his hands toward her breasts. The ones he had covetted all these months. Kneading and massaging, she let out a soft moan.

She pulled his shirt over his head, wanting to feel the flesh of his back and chest, she let her hands roam. And still their lips never parted.

He unbuttoned her shirt and found the lacey bra covering two perfect pink, perky ppints jutting up at him. He slowly caressed. And then he moved his mouth to one perfect peek, and then the other.

All Hermione could do was moan with unkept pleasure. Oh to have that mouth everywhere! She would have sworn he was reading her thoughts then because he was suddenly pushing at her skirts.

Rubbing his hands up and down her thighs, all the while still suckling her through her now completely see through bra.

She moaned.

"In time Mione, in time." He pulled back long enough to see it was the easy-access-kind, that fastened in the front. HEAVENS the VIXEN! He unfastened it so quickly, she hadn't understood what was happening. And his mouth was back. Hot wet lips against her burning flesh.

All she could do was paw at his back and run her hands eagerly over his back and chest. He pulled her skirts off to discover she wore no undergarments.

"Hermoine, I'm shocked, no knickers?" he said huskily.

She blushed. "I had hoped I would lose. But if you ever tell anyone I admitted that, I will hex you into oblivian!"

Knowing now that she wanted him as much as he did her, only made his arousal hieghten. He was growing hot and hard. The bulge in his pants was beginning to hurt it was aching so.

Seeming to sense his predicament, Hermione placed her hands on his bulge and rubbed lightly. She felt his penis jump beneath her hand and decided to free it. She unbuckled his belt and pants so quickly, he was surprised when his hot member fell into her waiting hand.

At first she just stroked him, sighing in awe at the silkyness of his flesh against her palm and fingers. Then she decided to give him more.

She sank to her knees in front of him and licked the small bit of moisture from the tip, before taking him completely into her hot wet mouth.

Draco grabbed handfuls of her hair, and moaned deep in his throat at the pleasure he was recieving. Soon the bobbing motion of her mouth along his staff quickened, and he thought 'NOT YET'. He quickly removed his penis from her mouth, the release of suction caused a popping sound.

He picked her off the floor and carried her to her room. He laid her gently on the bed, with eyes smoldering down at her. "My turn"

And then his mouth was everywhere, her face, neck, arms, breasts, down her stomach. Then teasingly he skipped her aching parts to her ankles, and worked his way up the inside her thighs. Switching from one to the other. Until he was face to face with her beautifully kept mound. He could see the slick wetness on the small curls outside her and slowly dipped to taste her.

She thought she would die of the sheer pleasure of his lips against her. Slowly he licked and suckled her lips. Then he used his hand parting them and attacked her clit. All the while kneading her breasts and tweeking her nipples.

She writhed with pleasure. He then took one hand and place a finger inside her. She came up off the bed, he pushed her back down and began a slow rhythm of in and out with his finger. Then he added another, she was unbelievably tight against them. He began to feel her grow more slick and wet with each thrust and suckle.

She could wait no longer! "Draco please, this is torture. Please I want you now!"

Thats was all he needed, he braced himself above her, parted her legs a little more and then plunged into her deep and hard.

She cried out with pure pleasure. Draco moaned loudly. Then he was kissing her again, with a passion neither had known. Plunging in and out so deep and slow.

It was almost to much for Hermione to bare. She could feel that small knot of pleasure building deep within. He felt harder and more aroused with each push into the hot, wet, recesses of her channel.

Deeper and faster he went. She met him thrust for thrust. Urging him on. Helping him to go as deep as he could.

WHen he was thrusting against her, as deep as he could and she was almost to the brink of insanity. She felt as if she go nutters, if she didnt come soon. He slowed the pace, girating against her clit with his pelvis. So deep inside her, he thought he'd lose himself.

Then when she could take no more. She reached down grabbed him by the ass and pushed him deeper still, all the while screaming "Fuck me Draco! We can do nice and sweet later. But what I want is for you to fuck me. Fuck me hard and deep!" and so he did.

And he pounded her until he thought he would rip her in two. All the while, she was screaming at the sheer pleasure of it. Finally he felt her convulse around his shaft and when the ripples stopped he plunged one more time, deep and hard, and then as he came into her they both realized and spoke the same time. "We didn't use anything!"

He collapsed on top of her, and they both heaving for breath. "There are always morning after spells" Draco mumbled.

And then before either could say another word, they fell asleep. Not thinking about what may happen if discovered together like this, Draco sprawled on top of Hermione. Still joined at their most intimate place.


What they didnt know what that lingering outside the common room when all this started was Pansy. She had come to say goodbye to Draco before she left. Had seen everything before they had parted to Hermione's room. They hadn't noticed her of course because they were to caught up in each other.

She of course was livid and immediately began plottin her revenge on the mousey haired little mudblood. How dare she do things with Draco only I'm allowed to do. Just what the hell is he thinking?! Fucking a filthy, smart-assed mudblood.

Oh they will pay!
They will pay dearly!
The BOTH of them!


Pansy was plotting their demise.

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A/n:
I hope you liked this little bit of smutty goodness. I wanted to thank you for reviewing.

I dunno if I said this earlier, but I have this posted on Fanfic as well. I decided to rewrite quite a bit of it. It was my first ever fic. So there's a lot to be changed. However the basic outline is complete, so it shouldn't take long to complete. I hope to update a chapter every day, or atleast every other.

Thank you for reading and please review. Special thanks to Crazy Pedantic, your wonderful. You always give me the courage to continue my other story. Which will also be updated today!