FOREVER FANTASY

Chapter Nine: Day Two

The next morning they went to the bungalow where Victoria took Hermione to one room, and Jinx took Draco to another. “Are you ready, because it’s too late to back out now?” Jinx asked.

Draco nodded, “Ready as I’ll ever be, but there might be a slight problem.”

Jinx was dreading this. “What? Maybe we can fix this problem.”

Draco looked anywhere but at Jinx at that moment. “Well, you see, Hermione does something to me, which the effects are quite noticeable, especially if I’m supposed to be wearing something loose.”

Jinx smiled at Draco’s embarrassment, “I getcha, I have just the thing.” As she dragged him into his change room. She held up a pair of regular looking briefs. “These will hold you in nice and tight. If there’s a moment you feel yourself getting aroused, they will hide it. There’s an anti-revealing charm on them. The only thing is, if Hermione is leaning into you, she will feel it. Also the seams are nonexistent, so they won’t show in whatever you have to wear.”

Draco was embarrassed to be having this conversation, but he looked her straight in the eye and smirked. “Thanks, I guess this way I won’t need to take a cold shower after every take.”

Draco put the magical briefs on first and was surprised on how comfortable they were. He then put the designated outfit, if you can call a drawstring pajama pant an outfit. When he left the room to meet in the other bedroom, he stopped short. There he saw Hermione laying sideways down on the bed, wearing a short sleeved black silky tee that was inched above her mid-drift, with it she wore matching thong underwear. Both had a soft frilly edging to them.

When she was done, she slipped on her pink fluffy robe to go change. On the way she saw Draco standing there with an identical robe on, but in blue, which matched his eyes. She smiled at him and briefly grabbed his hand on her way past.

A few minutes later she came out barefoot and wearing a two-piece cotton pajama set. The pants had a drawstring at the top with her top being sleeveless and above her navel. Draco thought she still looked sexy as hell.

Jinx saw her come in. “Today, Linc put me in charge of putting you where I want you while he takes the pictures, so . . . let’s get started shall we.” She looked over to Hermione, “Looks good, but there’s one thing . . . ” she called over Victoria with her brush, “bend down for a second Hermione.” Hermione bent over flinging her hair forwards. Victoria proceeded to brush it to give it lots of body and then magicked a bit of curl. “Now, flick your head back.” Hermione’s hair now looked wild and disarrayed.

“Okay, Draco, come here, please,” Jinx instructed, then held out her hand. “Hand me the robe.”

Draco took off the robe to reveal a finely chiselled chest and abdomen, with a faint dusting of blonde hair which tapered down into his pajama bottoms. Hermione’s mouth went dry from looking at him. Even Jinx and Victoria took a second look.

Draco smirked, “Well, do I pass inspection ladies?” He cockily asked.

Jinx cleared her throat. “All right, Draco, stand behind her and put your arms around her waist.” Draco complied quite willingly. Jinx came over and pushed Hermione’s hair away from the one side of her neck, looked at the effect, then moved in to make more adjustments. She placed one of Draco’s hands on Hermione’s shoulder, while the other she placed flat on her stomach. She took Hermione’s opposite hand and placed it behind and on his upper thigh. Hermione felt the muscle twitch when she touched his leg. “Now, Hermione lean your head back on Draco’s shoulder, while Draco you slowly inch your hand up higher on her stomach. Now, Draco we need you to place your lips against her neck.”

Draco did not hesitate on the last instruction. He pulled her closer to him, and started nuzzling her neck. Flicking his tongue along her ear, neck and shoulders.

Hermione melted into him, enjoying the sweet torment that his mouth was giving her. As she faintly heard the cameras clicking away in front of them.

Linc was ecstatic on how good they looked together. He stopped them as Draco’s hand touched the under swell of Hermione’s breast. “Excellent, now we need to change for the next set,” Linc said.

Hermione and Draco slowly drew apart as Jinx came to help them find what they needed to change into. She noticed the heightened colour of both of their eyes and chuckled to herself, ‘so much for enemies in school I think,’ she thought.

The next shot Draco was wearing royal blue, silk pajama bottoms, while Hermione wore the matching top. The top had long sleeves, and fit a bit big on her. Underneath, she wore a matching blue thong.

Jinx came over and unbuttoned the top five buttons, revealing the swell of her breasts to his gaze. Draco swallowed, glad he was wearing the enchanted briefs.

“Hermione, put one arm behind his neck, and the other place on his upper arm, while you, Draco put one arm around her waist and draw her close . . . Hermione, raise the leg closest to us, while Draco, you put your hand on her leg, above her knee to hold it there . . . ” Jinx instructed.

Hermione touched his arm where the muscle twitched at her touch. She could feel his arousal at the juncture of her thighs. She looked into his eyes to see they were filled with passion.

Jinx came back over to them and cleared her throat. “Okay guys, just about done . . . ” she said, as she pulled back the one side of the top, off of Hermione’s one shoulder. “Now Draco, I need you to lower your head and nuzzle her neck again.”

Draco, lowered his head and touched his lips to her neck. Hermione’s head tilted back so he could have better access. His hand was slowly trailing up her thigh while the other pulled her closer.

The room was silent around them, except for the click of the cameras. Linc put down his camera and cleared his throat . . . loudly. “Well, break time. We’ll finish up after lunch.\"

Draco and Hermione pulled apart, dazed, then went to change into sweatsuits to have lunch.

Draco couldn’t take his eyes off her mouth, as she was eating some strawberries. They finished their lunch and decided to take a short stroll close by. Draco held her hand and tried to gather his wits about him.

“Draco, why didn’t you kiss me last night on the mouth?” She asked nervously.

He seemed to weigh his words before he said them. He pulled her behind a tree, and placed his hand above her head, while the other went to sink into the silky strands of her hair to pull her closer, where their noses were just about touching. “Because ‘Mione, I knew if I kissed you, I wouldn’t have been able to stop,” he replied, as he ran his tongue over her soft bottom lip. She licked her lips, meeting his tongue as they swirled around each other. They moaned into each other’s mouths as the kiss deepened, him pulling her close, while his arousal pressed against her sex. He reluctantly pulled back from the kiss and held her, trying to get his breathing back to normal. “We should go, they’re probably ready to start again,” he said.

Jinx watched them as they approached the bungalow, holding hands. Hermione’s hair looked even more flyaway, and her lips swollen, looking like they were just kissed the hell out of them. “Ah, you two decided to join us after all,” she said, smiling knowingly.

The next few sets were being taken in the living room area. Draco came out wearing emerald green boxers, with a matching mid-length robe. He was waiting to see what Hermione would be wearing. She came out wearing the pink fluffy robe.

“Draco, I need you to sit on the couch and lounge back a bit . . . ” Jinx said, as she went over to him, to let the front of the robe fall to his sides leaving his stomach and chest bare. “Okay. Hermione I need you to lean over him, one arm at the side of his head, and the other rest on his thigh, putting your one knee on the couch between his legs,” she instructed.

Hermione took a second to enjoy the view that Draco presented to her and smiled wickedly. She took off the robe and heard an intake of breath from him.

Draco looked up at her, his eyes going a smoky grey. She was standing there in a black sheer lycra bodystocking, black G-string panties, plainly visible, the most noticeable were her breasts that clearly were shown through the material, her nipples hardening at his look.

“Now, Hermione, it’s your turn . . . lean over and put your lips on his neck, slowly moving down . . . Draco, put your hand on her leg . . . ” Jinx instructed.

Hermione leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips, then moved to trail kisses along his jaw line, then down to his neck. She put her other hand on his thigh to keep her balance, and her one knee between his legs. Draco leaned his head back and closed his eyes. His skin tingling as her wet kisses reached his chest. Draco was about to reach for her breast when Jinx called a halt.

He went to change into the next item, enjoying the tingling sensation he still felt where her lips had travelled.

Jinx went with Hermione to assist in the next item, as she knew it would be difficult. Hermione picked up the next hanger, “Uh . . . Jinx, there’s no top to this.”

“Yes, I know. You will be wearing the bottoms, as yours and Draco’s arms will be crossed over your chest. He’ll be wearing the red flannel pants, and you the green . . . you okay with this Hermione?” Jinx asked.

Hermione nodded, “I’m okay, but I don’t know about Draco, that last number is bringing him closer to the edge, I think.”

“Yeah, I noticed that, there’s only one more after this, then you both can go and take cold showers,” she joked.

Draco was waiting for Hermione where the next shot was to take place, wondering what she would be wearing this time around, when he heard her and Jinx come out of the other room. She had green flannel pajama bottoms with a towel wrapped around her upper body. He looked at her with a question in his eyes. She shrugged not looking into his eyes.

“Okay, you guys have been doing great. This next one may be tricky. Hermione hold the towel in front of you and lean back against Draco, then I’ll want you to drop the towel where you both will then cover her chest with your arms. The main focus is on the pants,” Jinx instructed.

Draco whispered in her ear, “You okay with this, ‘Mione?”

She nodded, “Yes, you?”

At Draco’s nod, she slid the towel around to her chest, where she held it there and leaned back against him. Her bare back, warm against his chest. She put her one arm over her breasts, then dropped the towel, where he then put his arms around her, making sure their arms were overlapping enough to show the swell of her breast at the top.

“Okay, looks good . . . Draco press your mouth against her ear and cheek, while you, Hermione lean into it . . . ” Jinx instructed.

Draco squeezed her closer to him, his hands and arms burning where they were in contact with the soft flesh of her breasts. He leaned in and kissed her cheek tenderly then moved to her ear where he took her lobe in his mouth. “You feel so good, Hermione. I want to have my mouth where my hands are right now. I want to bury myself deep inside of you, to feel you tremble beneath me,” he huskily said in her ear, for her to hear alone.

Hermione’s face flushed with heat at the whispered words that he said. They were cleared out of their sensual haze when Jinx dropped her clipboard to get their attention. “One more guys, then that’s a wrap.”

Hermione was pleasantly surprised to see the next number. It was a two-piece boxer pajama set made of a thermal knit. It had a V-neck crop top with buttons along the front, the boxers were loose and had an elastic waist. She donned the pink fuzzy robe one more time, and headed into the living room. Draco was already in position wearing cotton pajama bottoms. He was laid back reclining on the big cushions of the couch.

Draco saw her come in and felt a warmth spread through him. She took off the robe, looking sexy but comfortable, and cute as hell.

“Last one guys . . . simple enough . . . pretend it’s the end of a long day . . . Hermione lay between his legs with your back to him . . . snuggle into him . . . Draco embrace her and close your eyes like you are fully relaxed,” Jinx explained.

Hermione smiled and crawled over to him, then leaned back into him as his arms came around her. Her hand glided down his thigh that was stretched out in front of him, while his other knee was bent up. She leaned her head back as he kissed her neck. They stayed like that for a few minutes while Hermione’s hands ran back and forth on his thigh. She felt safe and didn’t want to move from this spot.

“Okay, that’s a wrap,” Jinx and Linc chorused, while those around them clapped. “The rest of the day is yours, and you have all day tomorrow at your leisure. I will talk to you later about your travel arrangements to get back home,” Jinx said.

Linc came over to them and shook their hands. “That was amazingly easy, thank you. We’ll be sending you a pre-copy of the magazine in a couple of months. I wouldn’t be surprised if you hear from us, about modelling again. Thanks again.”

They then went into the separate bedrooms to change into their regular clothing, then decided to go for a walk before dinner. “Are you hungry?” Draco asked.

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(re-edited Nov. 2/05)