Sometimes It's Good to be Bad

Chapter 44 Fireworks

When Hermione entered her room it was to find a naked Malfoy back in her bed. "Didn't Zabini lend you clothes?"

"Yeah, but I figured I'd just wear them tomorrow since they'd be coming off so soon tonight," he smirked at her.

"Perhaps, but now I don't get to undress you myself," she pouted.

"Let me make it up to you," he whispered, catching her in his grasp as she neared the bed. He pulled her so she was standing between his legs. He unbuttoned her school shirt, letting it slide off her shoulders, licking his lips and locking her eyes. When he undid her front clasp bra and brought his mouth to her right nipple she suddenly pulled away.

"Hold on a sec," she said, moving to her dresser.

"What!?!" He asked in shock as he tried to pull her back to him. She pulled a bottle and a small jar out of the top drawer and came back to him, putting the small jar on her nightstand. She poured a small amout of the brown liquid for the bottle onto her fingertips and massaged it onto the nipple he had started on.

He had been enraptured with the sight that he hadn't realized she had stopped. "Blow on it." she ordered. When he did, her nipple warmed up substantially and she let out a low moan.
He wondered what the stuff did for that kind of reaction, but he continued to lightly blow over the area until she gently touched the back of his head, and it was all the prompting he needed. When he assaulted the nipple his mouth became full of the taste of hot fudge.

He bit down on the hard nipple, causing her to gasp sharply. Moving his eyes up, he grinned wickedly at her as he continued sucking and licking until he had taken in all of the liquid she had put there. Finished, he took the bottle from her and repeated the process on her left side, only he had covered her entire Mark, not just the nipple.

As he was working on that, his hands had moved to take her skirt and knickers off, so by the time he was done with her nipples, she was as naked as him. He leaned back on the bed, taking her with him until she was fully upon him. He grabbed her by the hips and guided her until she was practically sitting on his face. Wrapping his arms around her legs he lifted his head up, slipping his tongue between her folds.

She quickly changed from breathless anticipation to low moaning as his tongue started to dance on her warm flesh, delving further and further inside her every time he went between her opening and her clit. He unhooked one of his arms and moved to place two fingers inside her as his tongued continued to lavish her clit. He upped to three fingers, moving them in her being sure to hit her g spot. Not much longer she came in a loud moan thatZabini was sure to hear, as they had forgotten to charm the room.

"You're forgiven," she whispered in his ear once she had moved. Retrieving the jar from the table, she sat on his stomach, straddling him. When she pulled a feather out of the jar, his breath hitched. She dipped the feather into the jar, bringing it down to dust his nipples with a shimmery powder. She then bent over to give his nipples the same treatment hers had recieved. She lapped at the cotton candy flavoured powder until it was gone before moving so she could dust a path from his nipples to his belly button.

When her tongue met his belly button, it prodded the shallow opening before moving on to the v where his stomach met his pelvis, already thoroughly powdered with the feather under his squirming hips. As she was lavishing her attention on the current area of his body she was mercilessly teasing his cock with the feather. When her mouth finally covered his throbbing erection, he couldn't control himself any longer and came in her mouth in one thrust and a grunt.

She then took more of the brown liquid from the bottle that had been thrown haphazardly onto the bed and covered his cock with it and blew on it, giving him the warm sensation she had earlier felt. By the time she was done licking it off he was hard again.

In a sudden move, taking her completely by surprise, he got out of the bed and picked her up, throwing her back onto the bed laying on her stomach. He climbed over her, pulling her to her knees, spreading them wide for her. Without a second thought, or time to get acclimated to the position, he drove into her. He pumped into her harder and faster until she was begging for mercy and then he kept going. He rubbed his fingers against her clit, never slowing his assault on her insides; he knew she got off on the pain just as much as he did. Soon they both came again, falling to the bed, their sweatly limbs still entertwined.

Before he could fall asleep, she sat up, looking him in the eyes. "Malfoy, why did you leave like that? We were all so scared for you. We thought you might have been killed or something. I've even been being nice to Pugface, she's been in such a state," she asked, a look of distaste on her face.

"Can't we talk about this in the morning?"

"Well... no. In the morning I'm going to be with Harry; he's going to find out about his family, and as much as he doesn't like them its still going to get him all riled up, not to mention everything else that happened. He's going to want to go after the Dark Lord right now, and I'm going to have to be there to stop him if for no other reason than we're not done with our project. Oh, this has definately put a wrench into the plans."

"Put a huh?" he asked confused. "Never mind. You can keep him away for awhile, can't you? I want more time before I go back."

She rolled her eyes at him. "You are so spoiled. No, I can't. I'm his girlfriend. He'll be a tad bit upset if I don't want to spend the entire day with him after such a horrible thing has happened. Come on, you've hated him for seven years, you know I'm right."

"You're his girlfriend?" he asked, his voice dripping in jealousy. It was bad enough he had to share the woman he was going to marry, but to also have to share his mistress. It was not fair.

"You knew it was going to happen so don't be so shocked," she admonished.

"Fine," he huffed. "I was keeping a watch on the Minister's family with Martin. Everyone thinks he's dead. It was supposed to look like I was, too so we wouldn't be suspected. Were you aware that Polyjuice potion is really gross?" He stopped long enough for her to shake her head. "We had needed all the info we could get to impersonate a couple of his family members as an in. We didn't do anything to him, but he is now missing his wife and kids. Had some trouble getting away, but it all worked out." The look on his face was one of smugness.

"And you realize that he's just going to be more crazy about finding the Death Eaters now, right?"

"That's the plan, but I can't tell you the rest."

She took his words at face value and hugged him close to her. "I'm just glad you're back safe and sound."