Keeping a Promise

-A/N- The toys I play with aren\'t mine.. but what I do with them is :)


After a long, hard day at her new internship, Hermione collapsed onto her unmade bed as soon as she apparated into her new studio apartment. She stared up at the ceiling, rubbing her temples, and thinking about what had happened that day—the owl she had received that morning.

She hadn’t spoken to Draco Malfoy since graduation, more specifically, the night after graduation. Just the thought of that hot June night in their private Head Boy and Girl tower brought shivers to Hermione’s back. She closed her eyes and recalled that feeling of complete ecstasy she experienced over and over again... and over and over...

She had promised herself that her first sexual experience would be with someone she was very comfortable with, so as not to create any awkwardness between them. She always imagined herself with someone much, well, to be quite honest, safer. Not Draco Malfoy. Sometimes she thought she had some regrets about that night, but then her body tightened and she knew that whatever risks were taken were certainly worth it.

So when she had taken the small note of tightly rolled and trimly sealed stationary to her cubicle at the Ministry of Magic, she couldn’t help but smile. Neatly written in the same handwriting that wrote out the numerous notes left on her bed during seventh year was a reminder of a promise made that Hermione lost her virginity.

“You promised me you’d be ready for me when I came home. I’m home.”

When she read the note, a small “aah!” of excitement escaped her lips and she promised herself that she would get home as soon as possible, so she could follow out his orders. Knowing Draco, he would make a surprise entrance and would want to pick things up just as they had left them.

She lifted her arm above her head to check the time, then gasped loudly when she saw that it was already 8:30. She jumped up and glanced around her room.

“Okay,” she thought, “not bad...” She looked in the mirror to check her reflection. Nodding at her appearance, she took a deep breath and opened her top drawer. She carefully moved aside her usual underwear and bras until she found what she was looking for: the black lace bra and thong set she had bought earlier that summer—just for Draco.

When she slipped them on, she gazed at herself in the mirror again. She took the bottle of her favorite perfume and sprayed one spritz onto her wrists, which she then rubbed onto her neck, ane one on her hair. As she was about to put the glass bottle down, she thought again and smiled to herself as she sprayed one between her legs.

Biting her bottom lip appraisingly, she decided to pull on the lacy and quite transparent baby-doll nightie that she wore to bed when she missed Draco. It reminded her of the innocent girl she was in school, the Hermione that Draco had unexpectedly fallen for.

She tossed her hair out of her face and walked into the other room of her two-room apartment. Just as she did so, a conspicuous *CRACK* made her head turn to the right, where Draco Malfoy stood.

He was taller than she remembered him, with sun-bleached blonde hair framing his perfect face—with thin, sexy gray eyes and lips that called to her. He wore deep green robes that swayed behind him as he apparated, and underneath a black shirt buttoned to the middle of his chest and black pants. The corners of her mouth turned up as she walked seductively towards him, swinging her hips and breathing so that her chest heaved with a slow rhythm.

She kept walking towards him until their hips met. She leaned her head back and gazed into his eyes. As she closed her eyes slowly, her lips brushed his ever so softly, and when she felt his lips move towards her, she pulled away.

“Welcome back,” she said with her eyes still closed. She then snuck her arms under his robes and around his waist, pulling him into her nearly-bare body. She kissed him forcefully, opening his mouth with hers and thrusting her tongue between his accepting lips. He let her explore his mouth before he opened his mouth wider and slipped into her mouth, circling her tongue with his. As the kiss became more intense, Draco’s hands grasped Hermione’s waist and pulled her into him after slipping off his robe. Hermione’s hands moved north to begin unbuttoning his shirt, but stopped when he pushed her hands aside.

“Fuck it,” he whispered in between their kiss, and he simply ripped the shirt off his body and grabbed Hermione’s chest.

“No,” Hermione gasped, releasing herself from the kiss. She moved to his neck, playfully biting and kissing his ivory flesh as she let himdle dle her breasts. “Fuck me.”

When an approving groan, Draco let one of his hands wander south. He let his fingers mingle with the hem of her nightie before he slid beneath it and found her smooth bare ass.

They simultaneously began to walk to Hermione’s bedroom, rotating against each other and emerging their passion in another deep kiss.

When they reached the bed, Hermione pushed him down and swiftly pulled his pants and boxers off together. As she slid down to gain access to his hardened length, Draco grabbed hem hem of her nightie, pulling it off her to reveal her sexy bra. Positioning her mouth above his cock, she looked up at him and smiled.

“I’ve missed you,” she said.

He smiled back at her. “I’ll make it up to you.”

At this, Hermione lowered her head so that her lips encompassed the head of his hard on, and she let her tongue make tiny circles at his very peak. She continued to kiss the very top of his length as she stroked him with her hand with a continually increasing pace.

“Yesss!” he hissed encouragingly.

She slid her mouth forward slowly, licking his cock inside her mouth. When she couldn’t fit his long dick in her mouth any more, she moved her head back, and sucked on the head a little before swiftly taking as much of him as she could into her mouth, then repeated the motion several times. At his groan of approval, she began to suck and lick at his entire length, making sure not to miss a spot. She noticed her hand had found its way between her own legs, prodding and stroking her wet clit, finding her own pleasure.

She took his hard on in her mouth once more, and just as she reached her height from her hand, she made a swallowing motion with her mouth. The sensation of her mouth contracting on his length was too much for Draco. He let out an audible “AH!” as he grabbed the sides of Hermione’s bed as his hips jerked up and his come filled her worked mouth.

Panting, Mi collapsed next to Draco, who was also catching his breath. He rolled over on top of her and his tongue dived into her mouth, not missing a spot. His head moved down to her chest, and she lifted her body off the bed to help him take off the black bra. He began to lick a circle around her nipple, and when she shivered, loving the sensation, he started to bite down and suck on it. His hand found her other breast, and he caed ied it as his other hand found her wet heat.
His thumb began to stroke her clit at a steadily satisfying pace, and with each upwards thrust of his thumb, it felt as if a jolt of lightening shot through Hermione’s body.

“Draco,” she panted, “I need you in me...”

He smirked up and her and positioned himself at her opening. He ran the head of his hardened cock along her opening, then slowly entered her, still rubbing her swollen clit. He felt as though he woulde rie right then: the feeling of her hot wet tightness surrounding and grasping onto his length was overwhelming. He groaned, and squeezed his eyes shut for a second, telling himself not to lose it.

Hermione gasped loudly and spread her legs farther apart, giving him easier access. Draco began a steady rhythm, pushing himself into her then pulling out while grasping her hips and pulling her towards him. When Mi wrapped her legs around his, he sped up, and their breathing intensified and became simultaneous. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and their steamy bodies rocked together at a heavy pace, for what seemed like forever to them. Then Hermione felt an incredible orgasm building up, and she buried her face in Draco’s shoulders as all the muscles in her body tightened. Then, she screamed in complete euphoria as her hips bucked into his. At the feeling of her clenching around him, Draco moaned loudly and released into her, holding her hips in place. They lay together, their glistening bodies intertwined, panting and holding each other.

“How long will you stay?” Hermione finally asked.

Draco smiled and looked into her chestnut eyes with his.


-A/N- This is my first... I decided to start with a couple that\'s soo fun but pretty easy.. please review!! thanksss-