SLYTHERIN PARTIES

Did you Tell Them?


Hermione was on her way to the library, humming to herself, in a pretty good mood. Life was good. It was her seventh year at Hogwarts and she was Head Girl. She had her own room in the Gryffindor tower, her grades were still good. Yeah....life was good for Hermione Granger.

In her own little world, she didn’t hear the quiet footsteps behind her and wasn’t expecting someone to grab her from behind to drag her in a nearby deserted classroom. She was just about to call out for help when she was pushed back against the door and a hard, very male body pressed in against her. Lips found hers as his hips pushed forwards against her.

She moaned into the kiss as her arms went around his neck, her fingers tangling into his shoulder length hair. When the need to come up for air from the kiss came, it was for her to have his lips and teeth grazing the side of her neck.

“I’ve been wanting to do that all day,” he smirked against her neck.

She shifted her body so that his back was against the door. She leaned in to nibble onto his neck, leaving a fresh red mark. She looked up then as she pulled away from his warm embrace. “So have you told them yet?” she asked, liking the ravaged look about him.

“Come on ‘Mione. It’s not that easy,” he said standing up to come towards her. “Have you told them?”

She held out her hands, grinning at the look of desperation on his face. “Draco, I told you last night.....you are cut off until you tell your friends. I’m tired of sneaking around,” she said stepping back from him, “and yes, I have told my friends, and they are happy for me.”

“Come on Hermione, I.......” he started.

“No. Not this time Drake,” she said determinedly. She then went to the door to leave when she turned back. “I care about you and like being around you....not to mention the way you touch me...but until you admit to your friends that you’ve been seeing me, you cannot touch me that way anymore,” she said then turned her back to him and left.

“FUCK!” Draco yelled out as he slammed his fist on a nearby desk.

After healing his hand and calming down, he sat down thinking about what she had said. Awhile later, he left the classroom to go to his Head Boy rooms in the Slytherin dungeons. He knew he would see her later tonight at Blaise and Pansy’s party. He grinned to himself, thinking of ways to change her mind.

Hermione lay in her bath, thinking about earlier with Draco and about later tonight. She really hated to give him the ultimatum, but she was extremely tired of hiding her relationship with him. She hoped her plans tonight worked and didn’t backfire on her.

After dressing carefully, with Draco in mind, she came down to meet Harry, Ron, Lavender, Dean, and Seamus in the common room. Harry smirked as he looked her up and down, taking in the snug leather pants and the leather halter that tied at the back. “You sure about this ‘Mione?” he asked.

“Yeah. If this doesn’t work...I guess it’s not meant to be,” she replied sadly.

“Well, that outfit will certainly grab his attention,” Dean said grinning.

They all made their way to the dungeons. Harry saying the password to open the portrait. He looked to Hermione. “Ready?” he asked.

She grinned, “very ready,” she said as she grabbed his hand.



Draco was leaning against the bar scowling to the people that tried to strike a conversation . He took a sip of his drink as he watched the witch hostess setting up her wares for the party.

People were starting to drift into the common room from the other houses, them looking at the different types and sizes of ‘toys’ that were displayed.

His head jerked up from his pouting when he heard her laugh. He looked at her leather clad body and instantly grew hard with wanting for her. She had then turned from him so he could see her almost bare back and Harry’s hands touching that bare back as he started to kiss her neck.

He heard her laugh then, saw her touch her lips to Harry’s. He started to walk towards them, meaning to break them apart, when Blaise came over to gather everyone around so the party could start.

Hermione sat beside Harry....closely and leaned over to whisper in his ear. “Was he looking?”

Harry put his hand on her thigh then leaned into her neck, making it look like he was going to kiss her neck. “Oh, yeah...if looks could kill...I’d be ten feet under,” he said smirking against her neck.

Somehow, accident or on purpose, Draco was sitting across from Harry and Hermione, in between Pansy and Ron. He didn’t like how close Harry sat beside Hermione, or the way Harry had his hand on her thigh. He caught Harry’s eye and glared at him, irritated as hell when Harry smirked at him, then looked away as his hand slid more to the inside of her thigh.

“Alright everyone. Thank you for having me here tonight. My name is Arianna, and I will be showing you some of our ‘Pleasure Line,’” she said smiling to the people around her. Everyone’s eyes then went to the witch that stood before them. She appeared to be in her late twenties and was a shapely black haired witch with a ready smile for the group before her.

This party was definitely a first for Arianna. When she was first contacted by Pansy and Blaise, she was eager to do it. The students who were attending were all around the seventeen years of age mark and were fully accepted as adults in the wizarding world. It was one of the youngest crowds she ever had. She also made sure to have the permission of the Headmaster before she agreed to this. She was quite surprised when the Headmaster fully supported the party, his eyes twinkling madly behind his half moon spectacles. Something to do with interhouse relations and the need for the students to get along.

“Okay, I will pass around items for you to touch....or taste,” she said grinning. “Then Pansy has arranged for small rooms for everyone to try on or try out some things in private. The items that you ‘sample’ are not used previously and are magicked to disappear after use.”

“Will anyone know what we have bought afterwards?” Lavender asked.

“No. All orders are confidential....unless you yourself want to tell anyone,” Arianna said.

“So....first we’ll pass around some lotions and oils, then we’ll move onto the ‘toys,’” she said grinning mischievously. Her hand went to the box beside her to pull out a bottle filled with a pink liquid. “This is a bath and shower gel....comes in three scents; exotic fruits, vanilla, and spring rain,” she said passing it to the first person on her right. She watched as it was starting to go around the group before pulling out the next item.

“Next is a massage oil that softens and soothes the skin. This particular kind is ‘sweet almond’....one of my favorites.”

Draco watched as the bottle of massage oil was passed to Harry....and watched as he put a bit on his fingers and rubbed them onto Hermione’s back.

Hermione closed her eyes as Harry massaged the middle of her back. She licked her lips, then opened her eyes to catch Draco glaring at her and Harry. She raised her one brow at the angry expression on his face. ‘Gods, he looks jealous,’ she mused to herself.

Throughout the night, Draco tried to ignore Harry and Hermione as they tasted some of the edible lotions or laughed at some of the vibrators, dildos, feathers, and other kinky sex toys. Many times he felt Pansy’s hand on his thigh to still them as they continually were fidgeting. And many times he was sitting on the edge of the seat, tempted to pull Hermione away from Potter to take her somewhere and snog her senseless.

At the end of the presentation, Hermione stood to walk to the bar with Harry close behind her. Harry leaned back on the bar, placing his hand on her hip. “So....so far, so good...I think. I may have to watch my back for awhile after this though,” Harry said smirking remembering the murderous looks Draco was sending his way.

“Do you think he’ll follow?” she asked uncertainly.

“Most definitely,” Harry replied as he saw Draco coming towards them. “He’s heading this way now,” he said quietly.

“Good,” she said just as quietly, then leaned over to Harry to kiss him lightly on the mouth. “Well, I’m going to check out some of these toys,” she said grinning, making sure Draco was in hearing distance.

Hermione entered the small room to see a table full with lotions and sex toys. She picked up a few things or opened a few bottles waiting for him to make an entrance. Her eyes fell on a couple of hand cuffs, lined with a soft type of fur. She smiled at those, then looked to the rack with the lingerie, and some barely-there kinky wear. At the sound of the door opening and closing, she turned to see who was joining her.

“What the fuck was that all about?” Draco asked between gritted teeth.

“What was what about Drake?” she asked innocently.

“You and bloody fucking Potter.”

“Harry is a friend,” she said crossing her arms in front of her. “Were you jealous Drake?” she asked smirking at him.

Draco saw the smirk and glared at her. “No,” he said. He saw her raise her one brow. “Fine. Yes I was fucking jealous....are you happy?” he said crossing his own arms in front of him.

She grinned at him, “yes, actually I am.”

Draco then walked forwards trying to reach for her. She backed up holding up her hands. “What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’ve been wanting to touch you all night,” he said trying to reach out for her again.

“No. I told you what you have to do before we can do that again.”

“But Hermione.....” he began before he was cut off.

“No buts Drake,” she said shaking her head at him. “Now go, I want to try some of these things on.”

He stood firm with his arms crossed in front of him still. “Go ahead, I’m not stopping you. But I am not leaving.”

“You are a stubborn git,” she said smirking at the way this was going. “Fine, you can stay....as long as you sit still. No touching,” she said as he brought one of the chairs to the center of the room and sat down. She picked up the two sets of handcuffs. “To make sure, you can wear these,” she said coming towards him.

Draco looked to the cuffs. “No way Hermione,” he said shaking his head.

“Do you want to stay?” she asked. He nodded his head. “Then this is the condition.”

“Fine,” he said grimly giving in to her.

She walked behind him to take each of his wrists and attached the cuffs to him, then to the back of the chair. She leaned over to kiss the side of his neck after she was sure he was secure.

He sighed at the touch of her lips on his skin. “I thought you said no touching.”

She licked up his neck to his ear, nibbling on the lobe. “I didn’t say anything about me touching you, did I?” she asked huskily into his ear.

She walked in front of him, her hand gliding over his shoulder. “Hmmm....I kind of like you like this. Completely at my mercy,” she said grinning.

“Granger,” he warned.

“Never mind. Since you’re here, you can help me decide what to buy,” she said off handedly as she walked away.

He watched her walk behind the screen and he could see her outline with the way the lighting was behind her. He saw her slip her leather pants down over her hips, then slip the halter top off over her head. He started to get very warm and his pants got a bit tighter across his hips as he saw the outline of her naked body.

Hermione grinned to herself as she slipped on the first item, then stepped out to see Draco sitting rigidly on the chair, his hands gripping the sides of the chair. “So, what do you think of this?” she asked facing him then turning around.

‘Ohgodohgodohgod,’ he thought to himself as he looked at her. She came out wearing a two piece baby doll set. The front was held together with a single satin bow at her breasts. His eyes traveled lower from the bow, following the bare skin from the bow, down her stomach to her g-string panties. The set was a sheer white set so that he could clearly see her trimmed pubic hair and her puckered nipples.

“I take it you like this one?” she asked as she watched him shift in his seat and lick his lips.

“Yes,” he said softly. “Come here Hermione,” he said looking into her eyes.

She shook her head. “Are you going to tell them?” she asked and waited.

“It’s not that easy,” he said.

“Well then....I have some things to try on,” she said then turned her back, trying to stop the urge to give in to what her body so badly wanted.

He watched the screen as she slipped out of the lingerie, and slip on the next. He grew even harder when she walked out again. She came out wearing a silk corset that cinched at the back, tight, pushing up her breasts, showing a large amount of cleavage. He looked down to see garters that hung from the bodice and were attached to matching silk stockings.

She turned around for him to see the bare skin of her bottom from her g-string. “What do you think of this one?” she asked as she placed her stocking covered foot between his legs to adjust the top of the stockings. Her toes grazed the front of his pants and wasn’t surprised when he moved his hips forwards against her foot.

“Hermione,” he groaned.

“Hmmm....I would say you like this one too, don’t you?” she asked as she stood up straight, running her fingers across the upper swell of her breasts. She leaned over him, her lips barely touching his. She licked her lips then, just barely grazing his. “Are you going to tell them?”

“Hermione, you’re not playing fair,” he said pulling his head away from her.

“Who said I was playing fair,” she said grinning as she walked away from him, back behind the screen.

“Fucking tease,” he swore to himself quietly. He closed his eyes tight against the sight of her changing.

She came out to see Draco’s body very tense looking, his eyes closed tight. She looked down and licked her lips at the very obvious bulge in his pants. She cleared her throat to get his attention.

Draco looked up at her and his breathing stopped at the sight. She wore a bra and panty set in a deep maroon color. The bottoms were a bikini style, the thin strips of silk high on her hip. The top was not much of one, as the silk and lace didn’t cover her breasts, just lifted them up, her nipples bare before him.

Hermione saw the need and want in his gorgeous blue eyes. She walked closer to him, putting her hands on his upper thighs as she leaned over him. “So what do you think of this number?” she asked huskily.

“Gods, it looks good,” he groaned, his eyes going to her breasts.

Her hands skimmed higher up his thigh until she palmed his straining erection. He pushed up into her hand as he threw his head back, his breathing getting heavy.

“So are you going to tell them?” she asked as she rubbed harder against his erection.

He moaned out loud, not answering her. Then groaned in frustration when he felt her hand move away from him. He looked up to see her standing in front of him and watched as she placed one of her bare feet between his legs, not touching him this time.

“You know what I like about this particular outfit?” she asked as her hands skimmed up her thigh.

“What?”

“The way...” she started to say as she spread her one leg further, “....they’re easily accessible.” She then slid her fingers to the crotch of the panties where he could see that they were crotchless, her pink lips glistening for him.

He groaned as he watched her finger glide over her slit to dip inside of herself. “You know, I could do that for you,” he said grinning as he inhaled the scent of her arousal.

“You could,” she began as she drew her fingers out of her and then leaned over him. She ran her fingers, covered with her juices across his lips and almost groaned herself when his tongue came out to lick her fingers. “If you tell them.”

When he still didn’t respond, but looked up at her, she pulled her fingers back from his mouth. She then straddled his legs, moving forwards slowly until she could feel his erection against her sex. She moved her hips back and forth, grinding against him. Her hands went to his shoulders then moved to the top buttons of his shirt. “Do you know how much I want you right now?” she asked huskily as her fingers were unbuttoning his shirt. “I want you inside of me, fucking me deep,” she added as her hands pulled out his shirt from his jeans then moved up to slip the shirt off of his shoulders, it stopping at his cuffed hands.

“Hermione....please,” he begged.

“No. Not yet. I’m not done with you yet,” she said softly before getting up off his lap, leaving a very wet spot on the front of his pants.

She walked to the table and eyed the products. She picked up the first jar then walked back to Draco. “Gods, Drake, you look so good right now,” she said huskily as she watched the muscles flex in his shoulders and stomach from years of playing quidditch.

He saw her open the jar, then dip her finger in after reading the label. “What’s that,” he asked suspiciously.

She looked up grinning at him, then walked over to him kneeling in front of him between his legs. “Its’ called ‘aphrodisiac oil’.”

“What does it do?”

Her fingers went to one of his nipples as she spread the oil around the nub. “How does that feel?” she asked as her fingers squeezed the nipple.

He groaned, “good....it feels good,” he said breathlessly.

She grinned then leaned over to blow lightly on the oiled nipple.

“Fuck!” He groaned as the spot heated and tingled, sending more blood to his already aching cock.

Her tongue came to flick the nipple, circling around as she watched his heated gaze burn into her. “Mmm...cherry,” she said softly licking her lips. She then stood in front of him, her legs on either side of the chair. She dipped her fingers into the oil, the slowly ran them over her one nipple. “Mmmm....that does feel good,” she said closing her eyes. She then opened them and leaned closer to him.

He licked his lips as the scent of cherries came off her breast. He leaned closer to gently blow on the nipple. Then smiled to himself as she gripped onto his shoulders moving closer to him, her back arched towards him. His tongue came out to flick against her nipple, teasing the peak until she grasped the back of his head to pull him closer. His lips went around the nipple, sucking it into his mouth, his tongue moving maddeningly against it.

She reluctantly pulled back from him, his tongue able to give the nipple one last flick. She walked over to the table on shaky legs to pick up a tray with eight different colors of liquid. She placed it on the floor beside her as she kneeled between his legs.

“While you’re down there,” he said grinning. Hermione smirked at him as she dipped her finger into the first color. He looked at the tray then to her fingers as it came closer to the side of his neck. “What is that now?” he asked nervously.

“Does the same thing as the cherry stuff, but it can be used also for a lubricant,” she said softly as she leaned into him to blow on the spot before placing her lips on the spot to lick, suck, and nibble on the skin.

He moaned as his hips moved against her leg that was braced between his legs. “Christ Hermione, you’re going to make me cum in my pants,” he said raggedly as she licked the second flavor on the other side of his neck.

“Tell me when you’re really close,” she said huskily.

She then proceeded through seven of the flavors, moving lower down his chest and stomach, spending a bit more time at his sensitive nipples. She had unbuttoned his jeans, unzipping them down midway until she could see the top of his boxers. She dipped her fingers in the last flavor and ran it along his stomach above the waistband. She leaned between his legs as she lightly blew against the skin.

He groaned as her tongue ran over his heated skin, her hands pulling the boxers lower as she licked lower. His breathing was ragged. He moaned out when he felt her tongue slick against the leaking head of his cock. “Fuck....Hermione....don’t stop......so close,” he groaned out, bucking his hips towards her mouth.

He growled low in his throat when she backed up and stood up. She leaned over him, her hands on his thighs. “So, Drake....you going to tell them?” she asked looking into his blazing eyes.

“Yes,” he said frustrated. “Just fucking finish me off already.” Then groaned as she palmed his erection and pulled up his boxers. She stood up then and walked to the door, pulling a robe over her body and securing it at the front.

“Where are you going?” Draco asked. “You can’t leave me like this Granger.”

“I’ll be right back,” she said grinning at him then walked to the nearly deserted common room.

Harry, Blaise, and Pansy looked up as Hermione walked into the room, her face flushed and a huge smile on her face. “Having fun ‘Mione?” Harry asked grinning knowingly.

“Immensely,” she said grinning. “Blaise, Pansy, can you come with me for a minute or two?” she asked.

Pansy and Blaise looked to each other bemusedly before following Hermione. Harry, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle, along with about three other Slytherins followed Hermione to the closed door.

What all of them saw would be something they will remember for quite awhile. Draco sat there, handcuffed to the chair, his shirt hanging down his arms, his chest and stomach covered with red marks. Overall, he looked sexy as hell, and completely ravaged.

He looked up to see everyone staring at him and smirking at his predicament. He glared at Hermione. “Granger, what the fuck are you doing?” he said between gritted teeth.

“Tell them,” she said crossing her arms in front of her.

Draco looked to Hermione then to his housemates. “Fine. Fuck!” He swore as he looked again to Pansy and Blaise, his two best friends. “Granger and I have been seeing each other....” he began.

“For how long?” Pansy smirked interrupting.

“Six months,” Draco sighed.

“And...?” Hermione said wanting him to continue.

He looked to Hermione and smirked at her. “And I’m crazy about her,” he smiled and was rewarded with Hermione pouncing on his lap, kissing his cheek.

“Well, it’s about bloody time,” Blaise said smirking at the two.

Draco looked up then to Pansy and Blaise. “What?” he asked confused.

“We’ve known for awhile now. You guys are so bloody obvious about how you feel for each other,” Blaise answered.

Hermione leaned in to nuzzle his neck, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. The others slowly left the room, leaving the two alone, chuckling to themselves as they went to sit back in the common room.

“Are you going to let me go now Granger?” he asked.

Her lips moved from his neck up to his ear slowly. “Maybe,” she said grinning at him.

“What do you mean maybe? I told them about us. You can let me go now,” he said glaring at her.

“Was it really that hard to tell them Drake?” she asked kissing his mouth.

He returned the kiss, him tasting the few different flavors of the oils before she pulled back. “No, it wasn’t,” he sighed.

“Are you mad?”

“No,” he replied. “It was a very Slytherin thing to do,” he added grinning at her.

She got off his lap then to retrieve her wand from her clothing. She almost laughed at the expectant look on his face while she aimed her want at him. “Evanesco,” she said smirking.

Draco still sat there, still handcuffed, but now was completely naked. He looked up at her while she slipped the robe off her shoulders, then watched as she went back to the table to come back carrying two things. “Hermione, what are you doing?” he asked.

Hermione kneeled between his legs, her hand skimming up his thighs slowly until her fingers wrapped around the base of his very hard cock. He groaned as her tongue circled the head, his hips coming up to meet her lips.

He looked down when he felt her lips move away. She picked up a jar while her hand still held him and squeezed some of the oil on the head of his erection. He felt it slowly run down his length before her thumb went to glide over the now slick head of his cock.

She looked up at him to see him watching her hand. “How does that feel?” she asked as she wrapped her hand around the top then moved down, coating his cock with the oil.

His breath hitched before answering. “It feels...good,” he said between panting breaths.

Her hand moved up and down on his length, his hips bucking up to match her movements. He watched as if in slow motion as she reached for a new toy, a latex sleeve.

“What is that?” He asked hoarsely.

“It’s a latex sleeve and it does something special,” she said mysteriously as she slowly slipped it over the head of his cock.

“Gods....it’s tight,” he groaned.

She moved her hand over the sleeve, moving it up and down on him. Her finger felt for the small button at the side as she looked up at him. She turned it on.

Draco’s hips bucked up, his head went back at the new sensation surrounding his cock. “Fuck!” He cried out as the little ridges inside vibrated against the sides of his cock.

Her hand moved the sleeve faster on his length, the vibration sending him closer and closer to release. She glided her thumb over the head while she continued to pump his cock.

“Hermione,” he cried out as he spilled himself into her hand. She squeezed his cock until he was completely spent, then reached for the nearby towel.

She kneeled back watching him as he gained some of his normal breathing. She brought up her hand to flick her tongue over one of her fingers, licking some of his cum off, as he watched.

“Are you going to let me go now?” He asked huskily.

“Maybe,” she said grinning earning her a glare. She smiled, then leaned over his lap, her breasts pressed against his cock as she let one wrist free.

“The other one?” he asked, his freed hand going to her back as he pushed his hips up to her breasts.

She leaned her one hand on his thigh as she got up. She kissed his chest by his nipple, then moved up to his lips. “Not yet,” she said grinning as she moved away to the table to look over the toys. She took notice of a few things before she moved back to Draco, who was wondering what she was up to now.

She moved a chair in front of him with short armrests at the sides....perfect for what she needed it for. She stood before him as she slipped the half bra off then slipped her thumbs in the waist of the panties, sliding them slowly down her hips and legs. She saw him try to get up, reaching out for her. “Stay. I promise it will be worth it,” she said seductively.

He sighed and sat back down and saw her gather a few things from the table, then sit down in the chair facing him.

Her hands cupped her breasts, massaging them while he watched. “So....Drake, how did you like that toy?” she asked tugging on one of her nipples.

“It was good,” he said, his eyes on her breasts. He looked up at her eyes then and smirked at her. “..but not as good as you.”

She smiled at him then and reached down to show him another toy, a seven inch cream colored vibrator. “You feel good too....but until you’re ready...” she said looking down at his semi-soft cock, “...you get to watch.”

He groaned as she brought the tip of the vibrator to her mouth where her tongue swirled around the head. He closed his eyes as he imagined her tongue on his own cock, then opened his eyes again when he heard a humming noise across from him.

She held it up to show him the vibrator. He could see it twisting around inside, see the head vibrating. She sat back in the chair, her bottom at the edge of the seat. She placed one of her legs over the arm of the chair where he was able to see she was very wet.

He sat transfixed as he watched her bring the head of the humming vibrator down between her legs, sliding it over her slit, up and down, coating it with her juices. She groaned as it rubbed against her clit. She held it in place, her head thrown back over the back of the chair, her hand tugging at one of the nipples.

‘Oh...gods,’ he thought to himself as his free hand went to his hardening cock. He groaned aloud when she slipped the head of the vibrator between her lips.

She heard his groan over hers and looked up to see his hand moving up and down on his cock. She kept her gaze on him as she slid the vibrator deep inside of her, the vibrations sending her closer to her orgasm. She stroked the vibrator in and out as her fingers massaged her clit. With the duel combination inside and her fingers working frantically on her clit....not to mention watching him jack off...made her cry out in a shuddering climax.

She sighed as she pulled the vibrator out, her body warm from cumming. She sat up and crawled over between his legs, her hands holding another toy. Her hand went over his on his cock. “Not yet. I want you to cum inside of me next time,” she said leaning over him to take the cuffs off the other wrist. She leaned into him as his hands went around her back, licking his chest, moving slowly to his nipples.

“Hermione,” he moaned as her tongue laved around the nipple. He thrust his hips up, his cock sliding between her breasts.

She licked and nibbled her way down his stomach until she had his cock in hand and her lips wrapped around the head. He groaned as he thrust up, his cock hitting the back of her throat, where she greedily ran her tongue over him. His hands went to her back as he fucked her mouth.

She bobbed her head on him a few more times, taking him deep in her mouth before pulling back. She flicked the head, sending a warm shiver down to his cock before standing up. “One last toy,” she said huskily.

He saw the band of rubber in her hand with a small oval metal ball attached to the one side. He looked at it unsure. “What is that now?”

“Trust me,” she grinned then stretched the band, moving it to the head of his cock and slowly slipping it down to the base. “How does that feel?” she asked as she flicked the head with her tongue.

“Tight, but not bad,” he said huskily. He felt her fingers go to the metal ball, then felt it vibrating, sending more blood to the head of his cock. “Gods....that feels.....” he stammered.

“Good?” she finished. “This is for me too,” she said before reaching down to turn the vibration off.

She straddled his legs as he held his cock steady. They both moaned as he was slowly sliding into her heat. His hands went to her hips as she moved up and down on his shaft. She reached down to turn on the metal ball and moaned as the vibration hit her clit. Her hand went to the back
of his neck as she caught his waiting lips with her own. Their soft moans and heavy panting filled the room as she rode him, grinding onto the metal ball.

Their kiss deepened, their tongues battling for control as he thrust up his hips, his fingers digging into her hips as he felt her inner walls pulse and contract around his cock. His groan was swallowed by her as he held her hips down as he came deep inside of her.

She reached down to turn the metal ball off as she collapsed against his chest, wrapping her arms around his back, hugging him close. He nuzzled into her neck as his arms tightened around her back, kissing the side of her neck, before looking up into her eyes. “I am so glad I told them about us,” he said smirking kissing her smiling lips.

Between the two of them, they put in a sizable order for a variety of lotions and toys, with Draco buying her the lingerie she had tried on. Not to mentions a good supply of batteries!!

End of ‘Did You Tell Them?’

tbc