Sleepless Nights

CHAPTER EIGHT


“Stop it Draco.” Hermione said softly through gritted teeth. It was bad enough that they had been late for class and forced to sit in the back, but now he wanted to torment her while she tried to pay attention. She felt the tip of his wand on the side of her thigh as he used it to push her skirt up. Thank goodness they were in the back and the lights were off for the slide show.

“I’m bored, scoot over here.” Draco hooked his foot on the leg of her chair and tugged her closer to him.

“Draco stop, do you want to get caught…again?” She asked, referring to the unfortunate incident over the weekend with his parents. Hermione still felt guilty. His poor mother looked traumatized by finding them in bed together, and no doubt would not believe that they weren’t actually doing IT, they were just….playing a little. His father’s reaction had been rather disturbing, almost as though he were….cheering Draco on.

“No one is paying any attention to us, Flitwick is half asleep as it is….look at him.” Hermione looked over at the professor who was currently nodding off as the slide projector clicked from one photograph of charms gone wrong to another.

“Still Draco, we are in class, keep your hands to yourself.” She said as she knocked his wand aside again.

“I can’t…are you wearing knickers?” He asked, using the tip of his wand once more to nudge the hem of her skirt a few inches higher.

“You watched me dress, you know I am.” She hissed, pushing the wand away. Draco leaned closer, pressing the tip of his wand into the side of her hip.

“Not anymore.” He drawled just as the clock on the professor’s desk chimed, signaling the end of class.

“You are incorrigible Draco.” She said, shaking her head and shoving her things into her bag. As had become his habit, Draco picked up her satchel and slung it over his shoulder as they made their way out of class.

“I’m sorry, do you forgive me?” He pouted at her comically as they walked down the corridor.

“Stop that!” She laughed as he pushed his lower lip out and batted his pretty silver eyes at her. “I forgive you.” Draco looked around to see if anyone was watching, when he was sure they were alone, he swooped in to kiss her softly.

“I am crazy about you, you know that don’t you? There is more here than just the physical.” He said softly.

“I know Dragon.” She smiled. “But I won’t deny that the physical part of it is better than anything I imagined.”

“You have no idea, love.” He drawled, kissing her again, pulling away just as several students rounded the corner. “We’ve only played thus far, it’s going to get so much better.” He said when they reached her next class. He slid her bag from his shoulder and handed it to her.

“Did you have to put that in my head right before you drop me off in Ancient Runes?” She groaned as she leaned back against the wall.

“I just want to make sure you don’t get too comfortable with the status quo.” He said smiling.

“Not comfortable in any way at the moment.” She mumbled. “Are you going to put my knickers back?” She asked, rubbing her thighs together.

“No.” He leaned close and kissed her quickly. “Think of me, I’ll be thinking of you.” He winked and walked away, leaving her to stare after him, wishing he wasn’t wearing the robes so she could admire his cute little bum.


As it happened, she did spend her entire class thinking of him. She was thankful that she was way ahead in the class, otherwise she would probably end up with a lower grade given she couldn’t think about anything but Draco.

She wasn’t surprised to see him waiting for her after class. Leaning against the wall scowling as the other students gave him wide berth as though he were going to curse them at any moment. His scowl quickly turned to a smile when he saw her walking towards him.

“How was class?” He asked with a slightly evil grin as he reached for her satchel.

“Oddly arousing.” She said, glancing sideways at him. His smiled spread slowly.

“I can help you with that.” He said, waggling his eyebrows and making her laugh.

“I expect you can Dragon….” She said softly as they rounded the corner one their way to the head dormitory. “Oh, goodness!” She said as she looked down at the water puddle on the floor. “Myrtle has flooded the bathroom again.”

“Wonder what’s got her going this time?” Draco said as he stepped forward gingerly. Though he was trying to be careful, his foot slipped on the slick stone. Hermione tried to steady him, but instead they both went down in a tangle of robes to the wet floor.

“Owwww!” Hermione groaned, her eyes closed as she laid there with Draco sprawled over her.

“Are you alright?” He asked, looking down at her.

“Why am I always on the bottom and you on top?” She asked petulantly as she opened her eyes.

“Ahem.” They both looked up to see Headmistress McGonagall standing there, arms crossed and tapping her foot, while most of the school stood round trying to get a look see at their predicament. “Care to explain yourselves?”

“Myrtle flooded the bathroom.” Draco said as he scrambled to his feet. He reached his hand to Hermione and pulled her up from the floor. “I slipped and took her with me.” Draco said as he brushed at his sodden robes.

“Next time, find another way around the disaster, or you could consider cleaning it up, you are a wizard for Godric’s sake!” McGonagall waved her wand over the large and ever expanding puddle and it was gone in an instant. Leaving a red faced Draco and Hermione standing in the middle of the corridor facing their confused and curious classmates.

“Yes, Headmistress.” They answered in unison as she stepped around them. Draco looked over at Hermione and they both started laughing. Students, especially the Slytherins were staring at them in appalled silence.

“Don’t you have to get to class?” Draco barked at them, smiling as he watched them scatter.

“Dragon, I think you enjoy being the bad guy.” Hermione said as they resumed their journey back to their rooms.

“I won’t deny that it has its perks.” He shrugged. “I actually enjoy being left alone. I especially enjoy not having whiny ass pug-faced Parkinson hanging all over me all the time.”

“Yes, well that’s a perk you had best continue to enjoy if you know what’s good for you.” Hermione said as she stepped into their common room.

“Oh, jealous much Granger?” He drawled as he followed her inside. She removed her robes and tossed them forcefully into a chair.

“Don’t be stupid.” She said with a little more force than she intended. Draco smiled as he followed her up the stairs and into her room. She pulled her school sweater over her head and chucked it into the basket in her closet. “I could care less who you….dallied with in the past, just know that I will not put up with it now or in the future.” She said as she jerked the knot in her tie loose and pulled it over her head.

“You are jealous aren’t you?” He asked, smiling in amazement as he watched her throw her little tantrum. He wasn’t sure why, but the idea that she was upset over another girl thrilled him to some degree. She glared at him as she toed off her shoes and removed her socks. She was standing at a small bureau in front of her window, her arms crossed as she looked over.

“You remember when you said you thought Ron and I were a couple?” She asked quietly.

“Yes, I do.” He replied, a little confused by the change in conversation.

“So did I, at least until I found him at a ministry gala with some random girl behind a flower arrangement.” She said softly. Draco stepped up behind her and slid his arms around her so they rested against her stomach. He kissed the side of her neck gently and hugged her tight.

“He’s a bloody idiot.” He whispered against her ear. “I’m not, I know what I have with you, and I wouldn’t trade that for anything, especially not for an easy shag.”

“Promise?” She didn’t like being vulnerable, but it was a sore spot with her, something that had hurt her tremendously in a way she did not ever want to feel again.

“I promise, I wouldn’t hurt you for any reason.” Hermione turned in his arms and looked up at him, her hands resting on his chest.

“Good, I don’t want to share you, I’m sort of selfish that way.” She said as she slid her hands around his waist and down his back to cup his ass.

“That sentiment goes both ways.” He said, smiling when he felt her little hands squeeze and pull him closer. He pushed her back and up onto the bureau, forcing his way to stand between her thighs as she continued to fondle his backside. “I am a Malfoy, and an only child, I don’t like to share my things.” He gave her quick, light kisses again and again as he slid his hands up her thighs and beneath her skirt.

“Back to referring to me as yours are we Dragon?” She closed her eyes and whimpered softly when she felt his fingers dig into her hips and pull her forward to the edge of the bureau, pressing her against his arousal.

“You can not doubt that you are mine, just as I am yours, love.” He whispered against her lips, sliding his tongue out and along the smooth flesh of her lower lip. She opened her mouth and lured him inside with a soft, breathy sigh. He never failed to be amazed at the power and emotion invoked when he kissed her. He could get lost for hours in the sweet taste of her lips, and he had, time and time again.

His lips followed the line of her jaw, and slowly made their way down the side of her throat. He pushed her hair back and off her shoulders as he slowly loosened the buttons on her white school shirt and slid his hands inside to cup her breasts in his hands, his thumbs stroking the tender crests as he slid slowly to his knees.

“Dragon….” She whimpered his pet-name and bit into her lower lip as he placed her legs on his shoulders and pushed her skirt up to bunch around her waist. Her fingers threaded through his hair as he leaned forward to kiss her softly against her flushed, slick lower lips. His tongue snaked between the sensitive folds, licking inside the tight wet entrance before slithering up to concentrate on the tiny bundle of nerves hidden at the top. His tongue lashed at her clit again and again as she writhed against his lips, her fingers clutching his head as she pushed her hips closer against him. “Mmm, that’s so good…” She moaned as he wrapped his lips around her clit and suckled gently. “Yes….Dragon….oh!” Her hips bucked hard forward and her hands tightened against his scalp, pressing him closer as she convulsed and cried out her pleasure.

Draco kissed the insides of her thighs softly, unable to resist leaving a small love-bite on the tender flesh. He stood slowly, pulling her into his chest and he stroked her back and kissed her.

“Dragon?”

“Yes, love.” He was nibbling gently on her earlobe.

“Teach me how to do that for you.” Her voice was so soft and husky it made him shiver.

“You don’t have to do that, that’s not why I…”

“I want to.” She said as she pushed him back slightly. “I want to taste you too.” Draco stared at her for a moment and then stepped back. He maintained as much eye contact as he could while he removed his clothes and tossed them across the end of her bed. She watched him with such heat in her gaze he felt like he was going to burn alive as he sat, completely naked in the middle of her bed, propped up against the headboard.

“Take your clothes off, and come here.” His voice was low and raspy as he waited for her to finish removing the remainder of her clothes and crawl onto the mattress to kneel between his legs. They had gotten comfortable with their nudity around one another, though he hadn’t taken her, he had seen, touched, and kissed every inch of her lush body.

She was always amazed when she saw him without his clothes. He was beautiful, smooth, pale and muscular like a Greek statue. She could feel her arousal rekindling as she stared at the long, thick column of flesh laying against his rippled stomach.

“Tell me what to do.” She said softly as she reached out to touch him.

“Ungh…” He grunted slightly when her soft, cool fingers wrapped around him, sliding slowly up and down the engorged length of his shaft. “That’s a good start.” He said, smiling softly as he watched her hand stroke along his length.

“You are so big, you scare me.” She brushed her fingers gently over the head, spreading the drops of moisture seeping out of the flushed tip.

“It’ll be okay, trust me.” He saw her lick her lips slowly and groaned. “Lick the tip.” He ordered softly. She leaned forward and swiped her tongue over the purple tip, tasting the salty-sweet fluid. She felt him pulse in her hand and heard him hiss softly. Taking this as a sign she was on the right track she did it again, letting her tongue circle slowly and slide down along the pulsing vein on the underside of his cock. “Damn…you learn quick.” He groaned as his hands fisted in her hair. “Take me inside your mouth.” His voice was strained as he fought the urge to thrust up and between her lips.

He swore softly when her hot, tight little mouth wrapped around the head of his cock, her tongue pressing up against the sensitive spot just under the head.

“Fuck!” his hands tightened painfully in her hair as she slowly began to slide her mouth over him. “Look at me.” He growled as he pushed her hair back so he could see her eyes, watch her soft pillowy lips as they were stretched around him, sliding hot and wet up and down his erection. He could feel the slight burning pressure of his orgasm building as her sweet, inexperienced mouth suckled his tip. “Damn….back off love….I’m going to come.” He said hoarsely as he tried to pull her head up and off of him. Her nails dug into his hips and she opened her mouth wide and took him deep, almost into her throat. “Fuck!” He cried out as his orgasm took him. He thrust his hips gently in short jerky motions as he spilled his release into her throat. She gagged slightly before she relaxed and swallowed the creamy release.

She sat back on her heels and stared at him. He was flushed, his chest and face covered in sweat as he panted.

“Did I do it right?” She asked softly. Draco started laughing and reached out to pull her into his arms.

“Yeah, you were perfect.” He said as he pulled the blankets up and over them. “Absolutely perfect.” She snuggled against him and smiled, pleased that she was able to give him so much pleasure. “Let’s take a little nap before dinner.” He said, yawning softly.

“Why don’t we just have it sent here, we can have dinner in bed.” She mumbled sleepily.

“You really are perfect.” He drifted off to sleep with a smile on his face.