The Prime Princess

Calimea traveled in the Void that was even a faster way than hyperspace. Major Draconis spent all his time at the bridge to avoid Hermione. He was still upset that one woman had tricked him so easily. Probably because she looked like his Morrigan but not exactly.

Draconis punched some buttons and got a picture of what security cameras saw few decks below. Hermione was modeling her tactical suit on computer. She used her earlier model and designed it over a bit for the occasion. Draconis zoomed in and noticed the usual body hugging dragon-skin and some layers of royal violet and gold. And what concerned the golden helmet then it was shaped as a dragonhead all along the extending vizier. It all suited well with her staff that she twirled lazily between her fingers as she added the last touch to her suit.

“How very Hera-like,” mumbled Draconis and zoomed out only to be gobsmacked. He hadn’t noticed it before that Hermione was wearing very little on her. Just some lacy underwear that did nothing to hide. Should he scold himself for ogling? Well, men have needs and the very first thing that comes into mind as they see a fine piece is sex.

On the screen Hermione pushed the red button and the machine behind her started to produce the clothing and accessories she had designed. Materials were synthetic but they did the job although she would have wanted the real thing.

Somewhere in the back played out loud a very rhythmic song.

Dirty babe
You see the shackles
Baby I’m your slave
I’ll let you whip me if I misbehave
It’s just that no one makes me feel this way

Draconis listened it for a while and when he didn’t recognize it, he took out the databank and searched for the song she was listening. To his surprise it was Justin Timberlake. And not just some crying song but the hot “SexyBack”. Hermione stood up from the seat and walked to the synthesizer and while she waited, she moved to the music doing all the moves that drive men overboard. She was a tease and she knew it.

Go ahead, be gone with it
And get your sexy on
Go ahead, be gone with it

Suddenly she looked up.

“Like what you see?”

Draconis almost fell over in his pilot seat when Hermione had caught him red handed. After recovering, he pushed the button on the dashboard and said into the intercom: “Very.”

Hermione smirked to the camera and took her first garment from the synthesizer and examined it first and when satisfied, she pulled it on. The background song changed and next one started to play in speakers.

Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
Burns down
Everything you say.

Draconis just huffed at that. Cith Bane was the one to destroy love for him. She had taken Morrigan from him and given him Hera who didn’t even belong to him.

So how can it be this lonely?
Is this all we get
For our lives?
Is love only sweeter when
One of us dies?

Stop whining, scolded Draconis himself and looked at the map left of him to confirm their location in the Void. Long range scanners indicated at least three Ancients Cruisers and one Mothership were waiting for them in the other end where the great Hiveship Oberon was hiding. Oberon supported approximately 7.35 million lives and it was a lot to loose.

Calimea slowed down as Oberon came into sight in the endless darkness of the Void. Oberon was magnificent and shaped like an electric blue sphere glowing in the dark. Draconis admired the view but didn’t forget what it held. Few million of his kind and lots of others.

How were they supposed to protect it from the threat? He had no access codes for the Oberon and that meant he couldn’t just fly the Hiveship away from there. Calimea had a fleet of Stealth Fighters and Gliders on board but no pilots to fly with them.

“Gotta start planning, my dear,” said Hermione emerging to the bridge and walking next to Draconis.

“What do you suggest?” asked Major without looking at her for not to see her fully clothed and wearing her protective gear with dragonhead-shaped helmet tucked under her arm.

“Well, I have thinking a lot of things,” said Hermione and with one swift movement she had swung her leg over and straddled his lap facing him.

“Like I promised you something to trick you into this,” she said as Draconis stared at her breasts instead of looking up and to meet her gaze. Her fingers slide through his hair, scraping fingernails gently over his scalp.

He didn’t say anything. He was afraid his voice would give him away as he was struggling his growing erection and Hermione made it only worse when she started to move shallowly in his lap. She grinded herself against him, eliciting a growl out of him.

“Stop this,” hissed Draconis and grabbed at her thighs to hold her still but then pulled her even closer to his aching cock.

I knew that our love was
Just a car crash away.
I knew that our love was
Just a car crash away.

“Why?” asked Hermione and reached for her jacket that easily opened in front revealing a pair of luxurious tits almost bursting over the edge of a blast proof corset. She really had a wicked sense of fashion. Even in battle she had to look like a nymphomaniac. Maybe she was one.

“Cuz… um,” muttered Major and couldn’t take his eyes off of her breasts. His cock wanted to take over and he almost let when he tried to remember why they were there. But all that was forgotten when Hermione reached to his belt, flicked it open and pushed her hand into his pants.

“Aaargh, Herrrrrr… Uhh, Mione,” panted Major as her fingers closed around his cock and started to pump him.

“Yessss?” hissed Hermione and slithered herself off a bit from his lap to tear down his pants and free him completely. She continued to stroke his length, admiring the size and wondering why she had never let Draco near her.

“What do you want?” asked Hermione, looking into his stormy eyes and knowing he was holding onto something.

“You not to stop,” moaned Draconis and Hermione smirked but that faded when his arms got a hold of her and dragged her closer. He kissed her demandingly, needing to swallow her whole. His hands started to roam over her body, feeling her up through the suit she wore. Cupping her breasts, he tore them free of their confinement and purred against her lips as he found her already hard nipples.

“You like them?” asked Hermione out of breath and pushed her breasts forward for him to explore.

“Gods, yes,” confessed Major and captured one of the nipples into his mouth, sucking and nibbling it, feeling the texture of the hard nub against his tongue. Hermione couldn’t help but moan at the sensation she felt and kept stroking his dick to make him come. But Draconis had other plans.

“But I want all the rest also,” growled Draconis and pushed her off of him and onto the dashboard in front of him. She was shocked from the surprise as Major launched at her, smoldering her with kisses, licks and little bites as he forced the clothes off of her in a hurry.

“Of course you do,” said Hermione and brought his lips to hers again as she tore his shirt off and scratched her nails over his pale skin, leaving red marks behind. She liked the heat of him, his body pressed against her and his brick twitching for her.

God, he was beautiful when in heat. And she wanted him.

Draconis hooked a hand around her thigh and lifted it to his hip while pushing her up sitting onto the dashboard. Her legs rapped themselves around him instinctively but he still held back, rocking his dick along her wet folds, making her randy.

“What do you want?” asked Major Draconis and licked her earlobe before sinking his teeth into her neck – so natural for a Malfoy.

“You,” she managed to gasp when he bite down on her and in the same time thrust inside.

“Sweet Merlin!” Hermione screamed as he filled her.

Draconis took his time thrusting, needing to feel her inside out and remember this forever. She felt mind-blowing. He felt her inner muscles working around his dick as her hips moved along with him. She was just too good to bare the torture she was putting him through. And still he wanted more.

Hermione felt like she was about to die. Draconis was pounding into her like there was no tomorrow and she loved his roughness. He just held onto her and lived out his raging lust bringing her to climax ever so often, each time more intensive than the other.

“Oh God!” Draconis grunted and dragged her off of the dashboard and collapsed with her back onto the pilot’s seat with him still buried deep inside her. The new position of her on top of him drove him over the edge. He held onto her for dear life when Hermione took over the situation.

Hermione leaned forward and licked his lower lip before nibbling on it and sucking on it. Her hips rocked against his, grinding hard down on him to come once again. Draconis held onto her thigh with one hand while his other slithered between them to pinch her clit. She was moaning and panting and that was the most beautiful sound he’d ever heard. He couldn’t hold back anymore and with a twist of his fingers Hermione screamed as she shuddered from the orgasm. Draconis let go and with a powerful force he came inside her. Hermione collapsed onto her, burying her face to his sweat-covered chest and just humming as her still twitching inner muscles milked his cock.

“You know, this could become a habit,” murmured Hermione and curled around his hot body.

“Let’s hope so,” sighed Draconis and closed his eyes, marveling the afterglow and the feeling of her long curls covering his sticky skin.