Just Reality

Hermione showed up at Malfoy Manor, dressed is a skin tight sexy red dress and shiny red heels. Her hair was left down in glorious curls. She wore about a pound of red lipstick but charmed it so it wouldn’t come off.



“Mr. Malfoy is expecting me I believe.” She told the house elf. The creature showed her into the study where Draco was waiting.



He did a double take when he saw her, the rose slowly to his feet. “I haven’t seen that look before.”



“No, I thought maybe you have a point, and it was time to talk.’ She said sashaying her way over to him and sitting down next to him on the loveseat. Crossing her legs and brushing his knee in the process.



“You don’t appear as if you want to talk.” He commented watching her leg closely.



“Appearances can be deceiving Draco.” She purred leaning closer. She reached out and ran a hand through his white blonde hair.



“Is that so?” He said, watching her leg. She slid into his lap, straddling his hips. Taking his jaw in both hands she kissed him deeply.



He groped the soft flesh of her thighs as she wove her hands through his hair. She reached down his torso and ran her fingers along his erection. She eased off his lap and unfastened his trousers.



When she had them off she took his cock firmly in hand. With all the patience of an intelligent woman she looked at him. He was stone encased in velvet, with a nest of neatly trimmed blonde curls.



She closed her fingers around this thickest part and felt the warmth seep into her hand. She cradled his sac in the other hand feeling the large marbles roll around in their pouch.



She leaned down and ran the flat of her tongue along the underside of his cock, right over a thick and pulsing vein. When she got to the head she took him in her mouth. He let his head fall back against the couch and groaned.



She sucked gently sliding her fist up and down and coating him in her saliva until the slippery noises echoed her movements. She couldn’t take it anymore. “Come here.” He said reaching for her and helping her straddle his hips again. He lifted up her dress to her waist and felt the bare skin on her ass. “No knickers?”



“I didn’t think I’d need them.” She said, easing down slowly and taking him deeply inside. He reached up and pulled the straps of her dress down, leaving her with only a thick red belt made of dress fabric.



He watched her breasts bounce and jiggle about as she rode him. She let her head fall back and her hands gripped his shoulders tightly. Her body was trembling and he felt a new tightness on his cock.



She buried her face in his neck and let out a squeal as she came hard. She took only a moment to recover and then she rose off him, straightening her dress. “Thanks.” She said moving toward the door.



“I DON’T FUCKING THINK SO!” He yelled and jumped up. Before she moved more then two feet he had a grip on her arm. Spinning her around he hooked her knee on her elbow and had her on her back on the loveseat.



He thrust into her hard, driving her into the seat. He pulled the straps of her dress down again exposing her breasts to him, with their still peaked tips. She was soaked, and he slid easily in and out of her plunging as deeply as he could.



She was covered in perspiration and he reached up her soaked shirt to feel the slick skin. A droplet fell from the tips of his hair to her cheek. He looked down into her glazed eyes and slipped an arm around her waist and lifted her up.



She was pushed against the beck of the loveseat, her legs on either side of him. He pulled off his shirt and yanked the wrinkled dress from her body, then pulled her close. He wanted to feel her breasts moved against his chest.



She was thrust upwards hard and her hair flew around wildly. She locked her legs around his waist and widened her knees. Draco kept one arm around her and on hand gripping the back of the seat for leverage as he thrust.



He grunted and growled, letting his inner animal out while he fucked her. She gave held on tight as he thrust hard, filling her pussy with hot semen. He thrust again. And again. And again.



She lay limp in his arms as he sat back on his heels. Her face rested in his neck and her arms hung at her sides. He placed a light kiss on her temple and brushed the hair from her cheek.









Draco closed the notebook and looked in his lap. He had a raging hard on and he knew he would have to wank off if he was going to get any sleep tonight.



Hermione was afraid of something he knew it. He knew it at Hogwarts and he knew it now. She was brave in her notebook, but only because she thought he wouldn’t be seeing it again. He knew she would spot it missing tomorrow and he intended to let her know he had it.



He paced his room and thought about her. Hermione was a partner to be reckoned with. She was smart, loyal, compassionate and brave in most aspects of life. He was confused about what made so terrified now.



She had nearly lost her job, cancelled a project she desperately wanted and was avoiding him like the muggle plague. He had to find out what she was so frightened of. He had a feeling it went back to school, but he had no idea where it started. It had come on so suddenly.



She might have had a bad relationship prior to him and maybe that affected her desire to commit to anyone else, but the only one he knew of her dating at Hogwarts before him was Viktor Krum, and that only lasted about a month.



If it had something to do with that, then it must have been horrible to affect her this long after the fact. It could also be her parents, but according to Ron and Harry during brief conversations over the years, her parents marriage was a stable and loving one.



There was no question of their talking now. Her story showed her desire and like it or not she would face it.