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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
Views:
7,019
Reviews:
31
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Sweet Dreams and Surprising Reality
Chapter Seven
He was sleeping, breathing evenly. She placed the candle on the night table and stood admiring the perfect face of her man in front of her. Slowly she sat on the bed. He did not move. The sheets of the bed left his chest covered with nothing but a thin night-shirt. She caressed him with her eyes. His blond tousled hair, his crimson lips half opened. She swallowed and licked her lips with her tongue. She looked at Draco\'s Adam\'s apple going up and down as he swallowed in his dream. She was tempted to kiss it but refrained. She remembered a phrase: In the seclusion of the bedroom, you can do whatever you desire and your man certainly won\'t mind. She made a move with her hands but stopped. She inhaled deeply and began to unbutton his shirt. Slowly, one by one, she unbuttoned the three buttons. Clearly visible in the light of the candle, she saw his broad chest with pink nipples. She swallowed and licked her lips again before bending slightly and kissing his breastbone. Draco groaned as she covered his chest with kisses but he did not wake up. She brought her hand to her quivering, wet lips as if to calm herself down.
Reaching down, she trailed her finger around his right nipple, leaving a moist trace - a thing she always wanted to do. He moved slightly and groaned again but she saw no sign of him waking up. Her tongue slightly touched his nipple. She stopped and then again caressed his nipple with her lips, losing herself in her own passion for him. She felt the warmth of her soft parts grow.
Unnoticed by her, Draco placed his hand on her neck and whispered: \"You are torturing me.\" She looked straight into his, now open eyes and whispered back: \"I\'ve waited for such a long time.\" With that she kissed his left nipple causing him to breath heavily. In between the courses of her lips, she whispered: \"I want...to show you... how much... I... love...you...\"
Unable to bear her kisses any longer, he forced her to look at him and leaning up, placed a deep, full of desire kiss which half way through developed into raw passion. By the time they broke away from each other she was lying on the bed and Draco was atop of her.
\"You cannot know how I wished this day would come.\" He whispered biting her earlobe.
\"Ohhh\" a soft moaned ped ped her lips when Draco\'s lips travelled down her neck. With his right hand he found her breast and his thumb pressed her nipple. Her night-gown was now tangled around her waist. Her legs as if given a mind of their own, moved and her foot travelled up Draco\'s leg. He groaned caressing her breasts, his eyes clouded with passion. Her erect nipples drove him insane. This was the girl he dreamt of. As if to confirm it, he suddenly stopped and looked at her. Her eyes were half closed, her lips pouted, and she was breathless. She was beautiful He returned to attending to her nipples. Holding each of the breasts in one hand, he brought them together and kissed at the same time. The woman beneath him moaned. Her leg raised to his hip. She felt his manliness on her belly.
\"Draco...\" she purred, her hands running through his hair. His lips worked their way down. She moved in his direction. She was overwhelmed with passion. She couldn\'t think. She couldn\'t speak. Her throat was the exact opposite of the triangle in between her thighs. His tongue circled and explored her wet section. She felt Draco\'s fingers enter her...
Startled, Hermione woke up. \"What a dream?\" she murmured. \"If only it were reality!\" She could feel the tension between her thighs and she knew what could only bring her relief, she sought... She slid her right hand down her body and then her Aunt called:
\"Hermione, a phone call for you.\" It took her good three minutes to reach her Aunt who whispered:
\"It\'s Mr Malfoy.\"
\"Hi Lucius.\"
\"It\'s Draco.\"
\"Hi Draco!\" said she with a small embarrassment.
\"How are you?\"
\"I\'m well. How about you?\"
\"Fine. I was wondering if we could go to a concert, tomorrow night. I have two tickets for Tina Turner.\"
\"It sounds great.\"
\"Good. I\'ll pick you up at seven. We\'ll eat something and go to the concert.\"
\"Yes.\"
\"Good. So,… seu.\"u.\"
\"Bye.\" \'Oh, ssssugar\' murmured Hermione hanging up the receiver. Meanwhile Draco was thinking: \'What? Lucius?\'
He was sleeping, breathing evenly. She placed the candle on the night table and stood admiring the perfect face of her man in front of her. Slowly she sat on the bed. He did not move. The sheets of the bed left his chest covered with nothing but a thin night-shirt. She caressed him with her eyes. His blond tousled hair, his crimson lips half opened. She swallowed and licked her lips with her tongue. She looked at Draco\'s Adam\'s apple going up and down as he swallowed in his dream. She was tempted to kiss it but refrained. She remembered a phrase: In the seclusion of the bedroom, you can do whatever you desire and your man certainly won\'t mind. She made a move with her hands but stopped. She inhaled deeply and began to unbutton his shirt. Slowly, one by one, she unbuttoned the three buttons. Clearly visible in the light of the candle, she saw his broad chest with pink nipples. She swallowed and licked her lips again before bending slightly and kissing his breastbone. Draco groaned as she covered his chest with kisses but he did not wake up. She brought her hand to her quivering, wet lips as if to calm herself down.
Reaching down, she trailed her finger around his right nipple, leaving a moist trace - a thing she always wanted to do. He moved slightly and groaned again but she saw no sign of him waking up. Her tongue slightly touched his nipple. She stopped and then again caressed his nipple with her lips, losing herself in her own passion for him. She felt the warmth of her soft parts grow.
Unnoticed by her, Draco placed his hand on her neck and whispered: \"You are torturing me.\" She looked straight into his, now open eyes and whispered back: \"I\'ve waited for such a long time.\" With that she kissed his left nipple causing him to breath heavily. In between the courses of her lips, she whispered: \"I want...to show you... how much... I... love...you...\"
Unable to bear her kisses any longer, he forced her to look at him and leaning up, placed a deep, full of desire kiss which half way through developed into raw passion. By the time they broke away from each other she was lying on the bed and Draco was atop of her.
\"You cannot know how I wished this day would come.\" He whispered biting her earlobe.
\"Ohhh\" a soft moaned ped ped her lips when Draco\'s lips travelled down her neck. With his right hand he found her breast and his thumb pressed her nipple. Her night-gown was now tangled around her waist. Her legs as if given a mind of their own, moved and her foot travelled up Draco\'s leg. He groaned caressing her breasts, his eyes clouded with passion. Her erect nipples drove him insane. This was the girl he dreamt of. As if to confirm it, he suddenly stopped and looked at her. Her eyes were half closed, her lips pouted, and she was breathless. She was beautiful He returned to attending to her nipples. Holding each of the breasts in one hand, he brought them together and kissed at the same time. The woman beneath him moaned. Her leg raised to his hip. She felt his manliness on her belly.
\"Draco...\" she purred, her hands running through his hair. His lips worked their way down. She moved in his direction. She was overwhelmed with passion. She couldn\'t think. She couldn\'t speak. Her throat was the exact opposite of the triangle in between her thighs. His tongue circled and explored her wet section. She felt Draco\'s fingers enter her...
Startled, Hermione woke up. \"What a dream?\" she murmured. \"If only it were reality!\" She could feel the tension between her thighs and she knew what could only bring her relief, she sought... She slid her right hand down her body and then her Aunt called:
\"Hermione, a phone call for you.\" It took her good three minutes to reach her Aunt who whispered:
\"It\'s Mr Malfoy.\"
\"Hi Lucius.\"
\"It\'s Draco.\"
\"Hi Draco!\" said she with a small embarrassment.
\"How are you?\"
\"I\'m well. How about you?\"
\"Fine. I was wondering if we could go to a concert, tomorrow night. I have two tickets for Tina Turner.\"
\"It sounds great.\"
\"Good. I\'ll pick you up at seven. We\'ll eat something and go to the concert.\"
\"Yes.\"
\"Good. So,… seu.\"u.\"
\"Bye.\" \'Oh, ssssugar\' murmured Hermione hanging up the receiver. Meanwhile Draco was thinking: \'What? Lucius?\'