Changing

CHAPTER FIVE

They were barely able to remain on their feet when they reappeared in Hermione’s foyer. Draco had them both securely wrapped within the warm confines of his cloak, and his lips were busily devouring hers. Her hands found their way around his neck to burrow into his hair. She loved the way the silky platinum locks felt as they slid through her fingers.

“Too fast….” Draco said as he flung the cloak off of them and onto the floor. He pulled back slowly, watching her. He loved how she looked when she was aroused. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glassed over with desire, lips parted, moist and swollen from his kiss. She looked so pure in that moment as she stared at him and nibbled at her lower lip.

“I’ve had you twice now….” Draco said as he tossed his dress robes over the newel post. “The first time, I was simply intoxicated by watching you drift in and out of the moonlight in that ballroom.” He dropped the white tie to the floor and began unbuttoning the waistcoat and shirt. “The second time….well, I just couldn’t get beyond the sweet taste of you.” He shrugged the shirt and waistcoat off and let it fall to the floor. “Tonight though…I want to go slow….feel…taste…touch every last inch of you.”


He slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms. He kissed her, his lips opening over hers, sliding against them. He fought hard to resist the urge to just press her into the newel post and lift her dress. He wanted to love her slow, to make it last. He needed her to know that it was more than lust that brought him to her. He needed her to understand that it was more than just a fling, something to pass the time. He couldn’t promise her forever, but he knew it was far more than casual. He had been a little in love with her his entire life it seemed.

“Draco…” She said his name on a whimper as his lips trailed along her jaw and down the side of her neck. He tugged the ends of the ribbon sash tied in back, and slowly began to lower the zipper.

“I love to hear you say my name like that Hermione.” He whispered against her throat as he pulled the dress forward and pushed it down, off of her arms and torso so that it fell in a puddle around her feet. She was wearing a short, satin slip that had built in support at the breasts. There was about an inch of skin visible between the hem and the tops of her stockings. He smiled as he reached down to tug her wand from her right thigh. “You won’t need this tonight.” He waved his hand and they both watched as her wand drifted across the room and into her desk drawer.

“What are you doing to me?” She asked, not really to him, but more to herself.

“I am making love to you.” He said softly.

“This isn’t love.” She said, gasping slightly when he stroked her hardened nipples with the backs of his fingers.

“It could be.” He captured her lips once more, lifting her and cradling her close to his chest as he climbed the stairs. It took him a few tries, but he finally found her room. When he entered, dozens of candles appeared to flicker on every surface, casting the room in a soft golden glow.

“Oh, you are smooth aren’t you?” She smiled against his lips as he lowered her to the bed.

“Slytherin baby.” He said with a smirk He climbed onto the mattress beside her, resting on his knees as he ran his hands over her breasts, covered in the silky slip. He tucked his index finger under the lacy edge and tugged, letting the material bunch beneath her breasts. “Gods you are lovely.” He said breathlessly as he lowered his head to flick his tongue across one taut peak.

“That feels so good…” She said, moaning and arching beneath his mouth. She was tugging on his hair, hard enough that he reached behind his head and released her fingers.

“Easy love, I’m sort of vain about my hair, wouldn’t do for you to pull it all out now would it?” He said with a sultry chuckle against her flesh. He pulled her hands forward and let them rest against his rippled abdomen. “Go on now, touch me.” He sat back on his heels as her hands slid over his stomach. He was smooth beneath her fingers, his pale skin soft and silky to the touch.

She fumbled for a moment with his belt, then unfastened him and pushed his trousers over his hips. He stood briefly to shuck his pants and shoes, and then returned to his position at her side. She reached out and grasped him in her palm. She gripped him tight as she slid her hand along his length, watching as several drops of clear fluid beaded on the tip. She was hypnotized by the sight of those little beads drifting over the flushed head. Hermione lowered her head, and licked the drops away slowly.

“Yes!” He hissed, his hands fisting in her hair as he urged her to repeat the gesture. She licked him again, using the rough, flat of her tongue to stroke around the head, then down the shaft and back up before closing her lips around him. “That’s fucking fantastic!” He groaned as she sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the softly flaring head. She could feel his hands clenching in her hair as he pulled the pins and tossed them to the floor. She opened wide, relaxed her throat and sucked him in as far as she could take him.

“Enough!” he tugged her head back, pulling his cock from between her lips. He leaned forward and kissed her softly. “No more of that, love, not tonight anyhow.”

“Did I do it wrong?” She asked.

“No, you are, as always perfect.” He kissed her again. “I just insist on being inside that tight little quim when I come.” He said, shifting his body so he could kneel between her thighs. “Open your legs, let me see.”

“Oh, no…I don’t….” Hermione stammered, suddenly embarrassed. Draco smiled slighty and gently but firmly pushed her legs apart. He smiled as the black slip fell back and revealed her sex to him. He ruffled the soft curls gently before opening her with his fingers. She sucked in her breath and held it.

“Breathe love, I won’t hurt you.” He said as his eyes devoured her slick, pink flesh. “I thought I was going to go insane when you shoved me under that desk today. I wanted to see you so bad, but you were wearing those damned knickers.” He stroked his fingers over her flesh, letting his fingernail nudge the swollen bud of her clitoris gently. “I’m so glad you didn’t wear any tonight.” He said.

“You said you were going to destroy them if I wore them again.” She said, moaning softly as his finger rimmed her weeping entrance.

“And I will, from now on, I don’t want you to wear them. I want to look at you across the board room and know you are bare beneath your robes. I want to know that I can take you anywhere, at any time I want you.” He watched his fingers play in her slick heat, admiring the way her arousal glistened in the candlelight.

“Please…Draco please….” She begged, lifting her hips in invitation.

“Gods you are so fucking hot, have you always been so hot?” He asked, watching his finger disappear inside her.

“No, never like this, only with you.” She whispered.

“You can not imagine how I like hearing that.” He said as he replaced his finger with the head of his cock. He watched the flushed tip disappear into her. The thick column of flesh was coated with her cream when he pulled back out, only to push into her again, slowly, torturously slow. “I can tell you, without a doubt, it has never been like this for me Hermione. Never been this good.” He pushed in all the way, thrilling at the sight of her dark curls mingling with his own platinum ones. He gripped her thighs just above the lace tops of her stockings, letting his fingers dig into the soft flesh. “These things will be the death of me love.” He said, shaking his head.

Draco leaned forward, bracing his weight on his hands as they bunched in the sheets next to her shoulders. He pulled back, and thrust into her hard, bottoming out inside her.

“Oh lord, yes….please, more.” She whimpered. He did it again, a slow steady thrust and retreat that had her clutching his shoulders and arching into him. He kept tight reign on his emotions. He longed to just pound into her over and over until he was lost inside the tight clasp of her, but he needed to go slow, needed to show her tenderness.

“I can’t get enough of you.” He said roughly as he continued to piston his cock inside her, slow and steady, their bodies rocking together. She was whimpering softly with every thrust forward. Her eyes were shut tight, her head arched back. He couldn’t resist the temptation of her bared neck and suckled the base, reinforcing the fading purple mark he had left only days earlier. He needed to mark her as his, needed for others to be able to see his mark on her.

She began to feel the pressure building, low and hot in her belly as he thrust into her. Her sex immediately began to flutter as her orgasm approached.
“Ah…I feel that….I feel you sucking at me….you’re going to come soon…let me hear it.” He whispered against her ear, his teeth sinking into the soft lobe.

“Draco!” She screamed his name as she stiffened, arched beneath him as her sheathe tightened and rippled around him. He thrust harder and faster and within seconds followed her over, filling her with long, pulsing jets and he shouted his own release.

He moved to withdraw, but she held him tight, her hands stroking over his back and hair.
“No, please, I need you to stay, for just a bit.” She whispered softly. He was happy to stay, nestled between her soft thighs, his head pillowed on her lush breasts.

“As you wish, I’m happy here.” He said with a small smile.

“I never imagined it would be like this.” She said, smiling slightly as she remembered the time she socked him in the nose.

“Neither did I. But I was an idiot then, blind.” He lifted his head to look at her. “Believe me, if I had known, I would have been much nicer.” He said with a smile.

“No, things had to go the way they did. The past is the past and its better left there.” She said, pushing his hair from his eyes. He kissed her, then rolled to her side, pulling her into him as he cast as spell to pull the covers over them. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this Draco.”

“You should, I intend to spend many nights, just like this.” He kissed the side of her neck and nestled into the pillow, they were both asleep within moments.