In the Eye of the Beholder

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Hermione patrolled the corridors of Hogwarts, making sure everyone was in their dorms where they were supposed to be. So far she only had to run two fifth\'s years to their rooms. They weren\'t doing anything bad; just fell asleep in their common room working on a five-foot long essay for McGonagall. No, most students knew Hermione had no pro adh adhering to the rules and went to bed when they were supposed to.

She rechecked the common rooms one more time before heading back up to her room. She closed the door behind her and immediately slipped out of her robe. She turned around and gasped. \"What are you doing here?\" Her hand automatically moved to clinch her nightgown together at the neck, but made no move to retrieve her fallen robe.

\"I didn\'t think you\'d mind.\" Ron said cocking an eyebrow at her seductively. He was stretch out on her bed, his jeans and shoes on, his slightly muscled chest bare.

\"You\'re going to get us in so much trouble.\" She scolded him, but walking over and sitting beside him on her bed.

Ron sat up and reached for her nightgown, pulling it over her head. He tossed it to the side, cupping her bare breast in one hand, the other, pulling the hair tie out of her hair. \"I already cast a charm to alert us if anyone comes.\" He said, nibbling at the base of her neck. He nipped slightly, and her nipple went erect under the caress of his thumb and forefinger. Hermione moaned and let him lay her down against the bed. Ron climbed on top of her and kissed her. His tongue ran around the inside of her mouth, then he bit at her lips gently. Through her underwear and his jeans, she could feel his manhood straining against her.

He knew she liked it this way. Teasing her. He made her wet without ever touching her. But not for long. He lifted up slightly, and slipped his fingers into her silk panties. He smiled at her as his fingers touched her dampness. He slipped one finger inside her, then another. She felt her body jerk as he began moving them in and out, and then circling her clitoris with his thumb.

She closed her eyes, her head tilting back and she arched against his touch. Ron bent down and took her pink nipple into his mouth and began to alternately suck and bite. \"Oh, Ron.\" Hermione moaned, running her fingers his hair. Her other hand reached above her and grasped the sheet. His fingers movesterster, and Hermione felt her self begin to contract against them. He stopped suddenly, pulling them out before she could orgasm. He slid off the bed and grabbed the sides of her panties. She lifted her hips up and allowed him to pull them off. He held them to his face for a second, inhaling her musky scent before dropping them to the floor.

\"Now you do it.\" He said.

\"What?\" Hermione asked, using her elbows to prop herself up.e kne knew what he meant, but he had never asked her to do that before.

\"I want to watch you.\" Ron said kneeling down in front of her. \"Go ahead, don\'t be shy.\"

Hermione bit her bottom lip in nervousment. It was one thing to do it, but it was another to have someone watch. She lay back down and slowly reached her hand down where Ron\'s had just vacated. She touched it hesitantly at first. She knew how to please herself, but she rel reluctant to do it in front of him. She spread her lips with two fingers, and let the middle on rest against her clit. She moved it slowly, enjoying the feel. \"Take the other hand and play with your nipple.\" Ron told her. Hermione did so, pinching the erect pinkness slightly. She felt her breath catch as Ron slid his fingers back inside her. She started to move her hand away but he grabbed it. \"Keep going.\" She whimpered in protest, but as his fingers delved in and out of her, she couldn\'t control herself. Her fingers stroked her clitoris going the same speed as Ron\'s. He would go slowly and so would she. He would move his fingers faster, and she tried to keep up the rythym. Her back arched as she began to climax, and she felt Ron remove his fingers. She wasn\'t done. She moved her fingers faster against her clitoris, and pinched her nipple harder. She used her legs to press her clit harder against her fingers.

Ron sat back and watched. She wiggled against the bed, no longer shy, the passion and enjoyment overcoming her. He could see her muscles tightening and pulsating and a small amount of shiny fluid appeared at her opening. As her orgasm subsided, she once again lay still, yet her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breath. \"Now, I want you to put your fingers inside you and get some of your juices.\" Hermione did so, pulling them out and holding them to her side. Ron walkeck ock over to her and pulled her up by the other arm. He leaned close to her, running his tongue gently around the inside of her ear. \"Now lick them.\" He said. She started to pull away from him, but he grabbed her hand and guided it towards her mouth. She looked at him, but opened her mouth nonetheless.

He watched as she touched her glistening fingers to the tip of her tongue. \"Suck them.\" He said, pushing them into her mouth slightly. She closed her eyes, and closed her mouth over her fingers. \"It tastes good doesn\'t it?\" Hermione reluctantly nodded. He pulled them out of her mouth, and put them into his own mouth for a moment. He stood up in front of her. His manhood was straining against the restraint of his jeans. \"I think you know what to do.\" Hermione nodded. She reached up and undid first the button, then the zipper of the dark denim. She pulled them down over his hips, and held one leg at a time while he stepped out of them. She leaned back up but before she was completely straight, Ron\'s hand laced through her hair and guided her towards his erectness. Her lips parted as he pressed against them, and she opened, allowing him to slide inside her mouth. He moved her head against him, as she sucked. She reached up and grasped the base of him with her hand to keep him for ramming the back of her throat.

As he pulled her head back, she ran her tongue around his tip, flicking it out to catch a drop of fluid that slowly emerged. When she did, Ron pulled her head back against him faster. Hermione braced her other hand against his rippled stomach to steady herself further. When Ron had her at the desired speed and suction, he let go of her hair and simply watched her blow him.

Hermione bobbed her head against him as fast as she could. Even in the midst of everything, she found it odd that Ron hadn\'t came yet. Usually he would have grasped his cock and pulled it out of her mouth. She wouldn\'t let him cum in her mouth, so after about two minutes he was holding it in and running to the bathroom. \"You can stop now.\" He told her. She slowed to a stop and slid her lips up his penis, kissing the tip before pulling away. Hermione knew what came usually came next. She scooted back on the bed, lay down, and spread her legs for him to climb on top of her.

\"Not this time.\" Ron told her. \"Roll over onto your knees. I want to see your ass in the air.\"

\"I can\'t.\" Hermione hissed through clenched teeth. \"You are not screwing me in my butt.\"

Ron chuckled. \"I never said I was, now roll over.\" Hermione did so, getting to her knees, then leaning over, catching herself with her hands. The bed dipped slightly as Ron crawled up behind her. He spread her lips apart with his thumb, and positioned the head of his dick at hntrantrance. He pushed in slowly, enjoying the site of him entering her. He slid back out slowly, his cock lubricated from Hermione\'s own earlier orgasm. He slid it back in this time faster, and harder. He worked his way up to a feverish pitch. His testicles beat against her clit as he rammed against her. He leaned down, bracing his self against the bed with one hand, the other grasping her hair to keep her from pulling away.

Hermione\'s head yanked back with every thrust, her body jarring with pleasure. \"Oh Merlin!\" She cried as he beat against her. She could feel her juices running down the inside of her legs, she was hot and sticky. \"Wha-?\" She asked as he pulled away from her, leaving her pulsating sex wanting more.

\"Now you get on top.\" He told her, lying down against the bed. Hermione did so. Before she wouldn\'t have, she was self-conscious about her body, and didn\'t want him to see her \'doing it\'. But she had lost all inhibitions. She straddled him, her lips parting as she slid down on top of his cock. As with guiding her blowjob, Ron gasped her hips and rocked her against him. It was twice the pleasure. He was deep inside her, and the friction of her clitoris rubbing against him sent convulsions through her already ravished body. She raked her fingernails against his chest. \"Say my name.\" He commanded her through clenched teeth.

\"Ron!\" She cried out, rocking against him.

\"Say my name!\" He demanded again.

\"Ron!\" He moved her against him faster, rocking her forwards and back while he pushed in and out. All of a sudden Hermione cried out with pleasure. She arched her back, her mouth falling open. It felt as if his dick stretched against her pussy. His stomach underneath her fingernails hardened with muscle. Sheped ped and looked back down at him, never stopping the rhythm of their bodies together.

\"Say my name.\" He hissed.

\"Draco!\" She cried. She grabbed hisds ads and jerked them away from her. \"Stop!\" She pulled her leg off of him, and crawled to the end of the bed. He grabbed her ankle stopping her, and slid her back. \"No stop!\" She cried kicking with her other leg.

Now that the polyjuice potion wore off, Draco no longer looked nor sounded like Ron. Poor Hermione, she should have never marked that page in the spell book. \"Don\'t fight it, you know you liked it.\" He said. He forced his knee in-between her legs, prying them open. Tears of shame and anger burned down Hermione\'s cheeks. He pinner aer arms above her head with one of his own and pressed against her. Her body was willing no matter what her mind said. He slipped back inside her, and thrust into her forcefully. With his free hand, he groped her chest.

\"Stop, please stop!\" Hermione pleaded, try to rock to the side to get away from him. It was no use, his weight and strength was too much. He rammed against her over and over. He leaned close to her ear, his breath hot on her face.

\"Don\'t fight it.\" He hissed at her, running his tongue along her jaw line. His blonde hair brushed against her forehead. He moved his hand from her breast to grab her chin. He forced her to look at him. \"You like it don\'t you

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Hermione whimpered. She opened her mouth to say no, but stopped as her womanhood began to contract in orgasm. \"That\'s right, baby.\" Draco whispered, pushing her to the limits. He brought his mouth down on her nipple, flicking his tongue against it.

Hermione couldn’t stop herself. She lifted her ass off the bed, pressing against him; she wrapped her legs around him, not letting him pull our far before he had to push back in. Draco let go of her hands and smiled as she dug her fingernails into his back.

\"Say my name.\" He said again, pressing mou mouth against hers. She opened willingly, thrusting her tongue into his mouth.

\"Oh God Draco!\" She cried.

Draco slowed, \"What do you want me to do, Hermione?\" He asked.

Hermione grabbed his hair and pulled his face up to look at her. \"Fuck me.\" She hissed. \"Fuck me hard like you just did.\" She should have guessed from the start. He wasn\'t Ron, wasn\'t even close. He was a million times better

\"My pleasure.\" Draco buried his face against her shou and and hair and thrust inside her as fast and hard as he could. Hermione met each of his thrusts with her own hips. Neither could tell where one body stopped and another began. The room smelled of sweat and sex. But she didn\'t care. She never knew it could be like this.

As Draco felt her tightening against him again, he let go of his control and thrust as deep as he could. Hermione felt the warmness pulsating inside her. He stopped, and held himself up a bit from her, armsarms shaking slightly from the pleasurable release. \"You tell Weasel to get lost.\" He told her. \"You\'re mine now.\"

Hermione nodded, unable to speak. Draco bent down and kissed her again, this time slow and easy. She kissed him back with equal tenderness. When he pulled away, she simply whispered, \"I am yours.\"

The End

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