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Adult ++
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15,047
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For Her
For Her
Author: Fiona
Email: redwitchire@yahoo.co.uk
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: Post Hogwarts.
Disclaimer: Draco/Hermione etc all belong to JK Rowling. (Sigh) I’m just borrowing them.
Feedback: Please, this is my first Draco/Hermione fic. And be gentle!!!
Chapter 1/1
‘Hot, she is so hot,’ thought Draco as his tongue writhed against hers. His hands gripped her hips tighter.
“Draco,” she moaned as he released her mouth. Nothing sounded as sweet as his name dripping from her lips when they were like this, naked and pressed together in the great expanse that was their bed.
His lips moved slowly down her neck, his tongue darting out to lick the smooth skin. “Hermione,” he whispered against her skin, “my love… my wife.”
He lifted his head to see her smiling at him, and she gently tugged on his hair to bring him towards her so she could claim his lips again. “I love you,” she whispered when they parted.
Draco closed his eyes as those words washed over him. Everything he had done since his third year in Hogwarts had been for her, for her to say those three words. “I love you too,” he said softly, “so much Hermione.”
“Show me,” she said with a grin. She lay back on the silk sheets, her arms raised over her head, her legs spread wide.
“Minx,” he smirked, his eyes, darkened with lust, roaming slowly over her. He knelt between her legs as he took in her slightly flushed skin, her high breasts, her smooth stomach, a stomach he couldn’t wait to see swollen with the first of their children. Lower his eyes moved, fixing on the treasure between her legs. The smooth lips of her sex, he had shaved it himself only last night, glistening with arousal for him. All for him.
His fingertips danced lightly over her thighs, growing ever closer to her centre. Leaning forward he spread the lips of her pussy and bowing his head took a long slow lick. The low moan that she uttered caused his rock-hard cock to twitch.
Once more he brought his mouth to her pussy, swirling his tongue around, nibbling gently on her swollen clit. Hermione arched her back, thrusting her breasts into the air. “Touch yourself,” he whispered, before attacking her with his tongue again. She brought both hands up to cup her breasts, kneading and fondling the soft mounds as Draco continued his assault on her pussy. She pulled and tweaked on her nipples, grinding her pussy into his face.
“Draco,” she gasped as he sucked on her clit. It was still a mystery to her how someone she hated so much for almost six years was now the one thing she couldn’t live without. Over the course of their sixth year she had started to see a new side to Draco Malfoy and began falling in love with him, as they became friends. And now here they were, five years later, no Voldemort, no Lucius and celebrating two weeks of marriage. “Draco,” she gasped again as he slid two fingers into her and began pumping them in and out, his thumb rubbing her clit.
His cock throbbed as he felt her juices run over his hand as he moved his fingers harder and faster. He removed his fingers and crawled up her body. Hermione grabbed his hand, and began sucking on the fingers that had just been inside her.
Draco groaned as he felt her tongue lap at his fingers and soon he own mouth joined in. Their tongues brushing against each other’s as they cleaned his fingers of her juices.
“Tasty,” he smirked.
“Yes I am,” she grinned.
He claimed her mouth in a hard kiss as he manoeuvred himself between her legs. Both moaned as his cock bobbed against her core.
“Do you want me?” he whispered against her lips.
“I’ll always want you,” she replied.
Taking hold of his cock in one hand he slowly guided himself into her. Inch by inch he pushed his cock into the warm wet depths of her pussy. “Oh Merlin, still so tight Hermione.”
There would be no contraceptive charm again tonight, since they had been pronounced husband and wife Draco had stopped casting that particular charm when they had sex. Instead the charm he often murmured was one to make Hermione more fertile.
Her legs tightened around him as he set up a slow rhythm, making love to his wife this time instead of the frantic fucking they had indulged in earlier. One hand gently caressed her breast and she ran hers up and down his back.
He smiled down at her as he increased his speed, her gasps and pleads egging him on. “What do you want love?”
“More,” she gasped, “please Draco, harder… more.”
Breathing in heavy pants he began moving in earnest, thrusting harder and faster.
“Close,” she panted, “so close.”
“Fuck Hermione,” he groaned as she tightened her inner muscles around his cock. He slipped a hand between them and between rubbing and pinching her clit as he fucked her harder and faster.
“Yes Draco, yes,” she cried. And then, in his eyes, Hermione was at her most beautiful, reaching her orgasm. With a cry of ‘DRACO’ she came, hard. His cock was bathed with her release and his thrusted a few more times before letting go himself, flooding her insides with his seed.
They held each other tightly as the waves of pleasure rolled over them. Minutes later Draco rolled to his side, taking her with him. They both groaned as his cock slipped from her. He gathered her close and he smiled as she placed soft kisses on his chest before resting her head over his heart.
“Sleep love,” he whispered.
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A few hours later Draco slipped from the bed. With a smile he watched a slight frown appear on Hermione’s face as her hands sought him out. Letting out a sigh she wrapped her arms around a pillow and settled back down again.
Throwing on his robe he left the room and entered the small study that was attached to their bedroom. Waving his hand over a candle it lit immediately. He sat down at his desk and placing his hand on the side he whispered ‘Hermione’, the spot glowed purple for a second and then a drawer appeared. Reaching in Draco pulled out a vial containing a sapphire blue liquid.
Twirling it around his fingers he thought back to how he got this. At the beginning of his sixth year he had promised Lord Voldemort that he would bring him Harry Potter by the middle of their seventh year. And for this he wanted something from the dark lord.
“Anything,” the dark wizard had said.
Draco wanted a potion, one that would be completely undetected by any wizard. One that even the great Severus Snape had never heard off. One that would make Hermione Granger love him unconditionally. Voldemort had thought that the young Malfoy had wanted the mudblood to fall for him as a way of getting Harry Potter and readily agreed. The potion was created and apart from he who must not be named Draco was the only other person who knew how to make it.
And from then his plan of getting Hermione began. The potion was administered slowly, allowing her feelings to change gradually so everyone would believe that in was real. Draco went to Dumbledore saying he wanted to spy for the side of good. Of course the old headmaster was delighted and Hermione was beside herself. The potion had started taking effect and they were becoming friends Draco even bit his tongue around Potter and Weasley.
By the middle of their seventh year Draco and Hermione were dating, and Draco was about to fulfil his promise to Voldemort and deliver him Harry Potter. Of course what the dark wizard didn’t know was that along with Harry, there was Dumbledore and every other member of the side of good.
Voldemort was caught of guard, never believing Draco had betrayed him. After the ensuing battle Harry had triumphed and Voldemort was no more. And even better for Draco, Lucius had not survived either.
After that Draco began increasing the dosage of the potion to Hermione and the celebrated Harry’s victory by making love for the first time. All of it had been for her, and now he was getting his rewards.
Things continued normally after the war Draco had taken a post at the ministry along with Hermione. And she fell more and more in love with him. Only Dumbledore ever thought something was amiss, but could never quite put his wand on what it was. But Draco didn’t have to worry about him for long as the old wizard finally succumbed to death. Snape was named headmaster or Hogwarts, and Draco asked Hermione to marry him.
Placing the vial back in the drawer, he reached into the back and pulled out a small velvet pouch. At their wedding when the phrase ‘till death do us part’ had been uttered, Draco had whispered in his bride’s ear that not even death would separate them. And the potion contained in the pouch was going ensure that. Draco had vowed never to lose Hermione.
“Draco,” her voice called out, “come back to bed.”
“I’m on my way love,” he replied, placing the pouch back in the drawer and sealing it again.
Standing up he ran a hand through his hair and smiled as he made his way back to his wife.
The wizarding world had enjoyed peace for the last few years. But there would be another dark lord, Draco knew this for fact, only this time he would have a queen by his side. Thanks to the potion Hermione would never refuse him anything. And in a few years time when he made his move, his wife would be by his side.
He entered the bedroom and dropping his robe on the floor slipped in beside Hermione.
“I don’t like waking up and finding you gone,” she said with a small pout.
“I’m sorry my love,” he replied kissing her gently, “let me make it up to you,” and covered her body with his.
‘Yes,’ he thought as he moulded their bodies together, ‘when our first child is born, Draco and Hermione Malfoy will start to become the most feared names in the wizarding world. A new dark lord and lady that cannot be destroyed.’
It was all part of his plans, the plans he had made… for her.
THE END
Author: Fiona
Email: redwitchire@yahoo.co.uk
Rating: NC17
Spoilers: Post Hogwarts.
Disclaimer: Draco/Hermione etc all belong to JK Rowling. (Sigh) I’m just borrowing them.
Feedback: Please, this is my first Draco/Hermione fic. And be gentle!!!
Chapter 1/1
‘Hot, she is so hot,’ thought Draco as his tongue writhed against hers. His hands gripped her hips tighter.
“Draco,” she moaned as he released her mouth. Nothing sounded as sweet as his name dripping from her lips when they were like this, naked and pressed together in the great expanse that was their bed.
His lips moved slowly down her neck, his tongue darting out to lick the smooth skin. “Hermione,” he whispered against her skin, “my love… my wife.”
He lifted his head to see her smiling at him, and she gently tugged on his hair to bring him towards her so she could claim his lips again. “I love you,” she whispered when they parted.
Draco closed his eyes as those words washed over him. Everything he had done since his third year in Hogwarts had been for her, for her to say those three words. “I love you too,” he said softly, “so much Hermione.”
“Show me,” she said with a grin. She lay back on the silk sheets, her arms raised over her head, her legs spread wide.
“Minx,” he smirked, his eyes, darkened with lust, roaming slowly over her. He knelt between her legs as he took in her slightly flushed skin, her high breasts, her smooth stomach, a stomach he couldn’t wait to see swollen with the first of their children. Lower his eyes moved, fixing on the treasure between her legs. The smooth lips of her sex, he had shaved it himself only last night, glistening with arousal for him. All for him.
His fingertips danced lightly over her thighs, growing ever closer to her centre. Leaning forward he spread the lips of her pussy and bowing his head took a long slow lick. The low moan that she uttered caused his rock-hard cock to twitch.
Once more he brought his mouth to her pussy, swirling his tongue around, nibbling gently on her swollen clit. Hermione arched her back, thrusting her breasts into the air. “Touch yourself,” he whispered, before attacking her with his tongue again. She brought both hands up to cup her breasts, kneading and fondling the soft mounds as Draco continued his assault on her pussy. She pulled and tweaked on her nipples, grinding her pussy into his face.
“Draco,” she gasped as he sucked on her clit. It was still a mystery to her how someone she hated so much for almost six years was now the one thing she couldn’t live without. Over the course of their sixth year she had started to see a new side to Draco Malfoy and began falling in love with him, as they became friends. And now here they were, five years later, no Voldemort, no Lucius and celebrating two weeks of marriage. “Draco,” she gasped again as he slid two fingers into her and began pumping them in and out, his thumb rubbing her clit.
His cock throbbed as he felt her juices run over his hand as he moved his fingers harder and faster. He removed his fingers and crawled up her body. Hermione grabbed his hand, and began sucking on the fingers that had just been inside her.
Draco groaned as he felt her tongue lap at his fingers and soon he own mouth joined in. Their tongues brushing against each other’s as they cleaned his fingers of her juices.
“Tasty,” he smirked.
“Yes I am,” she grinned.
He claimed her mouth in a hard kiss as he manoeuvred himself between her legs. Both moaned as his cock bobbed against her core.
“Do you want me?” he whispered against her lips.
“I’ll always want you,” she replied.
Taking hold of his cock in one hand he slowly guided himself into her. Inch by inch he pushed his cock into the warm wet depths of her pussy. “Oh Merlin, still so tight Hermione.”
There would be no contraceptive charm again tonight, since they had been pronounced husband and wife Draco had stopped casting that particular charm when they had sex. Instead the charm he often murmured was one to make Hermione more fertile.
Her legs tightened around him as he set up a slow rhythm, making love to his wife this time instead of the frantic fucking they had indulged in earlier. One hand gently caressed her breast and she ran hers up and down his back.
He smiled down at her as he increased his speed, her gasps and pleads egging him on. “What do you want love?”
“More,” she gasped, “please Draco, harder… more.”
Breathing in heavy pants he began moving in earnest, thrusting harder and faster.
“Close,” she panted, “so close.”
“Fuck Hermione,” he groaned as she tightened her inner muscles around his cock. He slipped a hand between them and between rubbing and pinching her clit as he fucked her harder and faster.
“Yes Draco, yes,” she cried. And then, in his eyes, Hermione was at her most beautiful, reaching her orgasm. With a cry of ‘DRACO’ she came, hard. His cock was bathed with her release and his thrusted a few more times before letting go himself, flooding her insides with his seed.
They held each other tightly as the waves of pleasure rolled over them. Minutes later Draco rolled to his side, taking her with him. They both groaned as his cock slipped from her. He gathered her close and he smiled as she placed soft kisses on his chest before resting her head over his heart.
“Sleep love,” he whispered.
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A few hours later Draco slipped from the bed. With a smile he watched a slight frown appear on Hermione’s face as her hands sought him out. Letting out a sigh she wrapped her arms around a pillow and settled back down again.
Throwing on his robe he left the room and entered the small study that was attached to their bedroom. Waving his hand over a candle it lit immediately. He sat down at his desk and placing his hand on the side he whispered ‘Hermione’, the spot glowed purple for a second and then a drawer appeared. Reaching in Draco pulled out a vial containing a sapphire blue liquid.
Twirling it around his fingers he thought back to how he got this. At the beginning of his sixth year he had promised Lord Voldemort that he would bring him Harry Potter by the middle of their seventh year. And for this he wanted something from the dark lord.
“Anything,” the dark wizard had said.
Draco wanted a potion, one that would be completely undetected by any wizard. One that even the great Severus Snape had never heard off. One that would make Hermione Granger love him unconditionally. Voldemort had thought that the young Malfoy had wanted the mudblood to fall for him as a way of getting Harry Potter and readily agreed. The potion was created and apart from he who must not be named Draco was the only other person who knew how to make it.
And from then his plan of getting Hermione began. The potion was administered slowly, allowing her feelings to change gradually so everyone would believe that in was real. Draco went to Dumbledore saying he wanted to spy for the side of good. Of course the old headmaster was delighted and Hermione was beside herself. The potion had started taking effect and they were becoming friends Draco even bit his tongue around Potter and Weasley.
By the middle of their seventh year Draco and Hermione were dating, and Draco was about to fulfil his promise to Voldemort and deliver him Harry Potter. Of course what the dark wizard didn’t know was that along with Harry, there was Dumbledore and every other member of the side of good.
Voldemort was caught of guard, never believing Draco had betrayed him. After the ensuing battle Harry had triumphed and Voldemort was no more. And even better for Draco, Lucius had not survived either.
After that Draco began increasing the dosage of the potion to Hermione and the celebrated Harry’s victory by making love for the first time. All of it had been for her, and now he was getting his rewards.
Things continued normally after the war Draco had taken a post at the ministry along with Hermione. And she fell more and more in love with him. Only Dumbledore ever thought something was amiss, but could never quite put his wand on what it was. But Draco didn’t have to worry about him for long as the old wizard finally succumbed to death. Snape was named headmaster or Hogwarts, and Draco asked Hermione to marry him.
Placing the vial back in the drawer, he reached into the back and pulled out a small velvet pouch. At their wedding when the phrase ‘till death do us part’ had been uttered, Draco had whispered in his bride’s ear that not even death would separate them. And the potion contained in the pouch was going ensure that. Draco had vowed never to lose Hermione.
“Draco,” her voice called out, “come back to bed.”
“I’m on my way love,” he replied, placing the pouch back in the drawer and sealing it again.
Standing up he ran a hand through his hair and smiled as he made his way back to his wife.
The wizarding world had enjoyed peace for the last few years. But there would be another dark lord, Draco knew this for fact, only this time he would have a queen by his side. Thanks to the potion Hermione would never refuse him anything. And in a few years time when he made his move, his wife would be by his side.
He entered the bedroom and dropping his robe on the floor slipped in beside Hermione.
“I don’t like waking up and finding you gone,” she said with a small pout.
“I’m sorry my love,” he replied kissing her gently, “let me make it up to you,” and covered her body with his.
‘Yes,’ he thought as he moulded their bodies together, ‘when our first child is born, Draco and Hermione Malfoy will start to become the most feared names in the wizarding world. A new dark lord and lady that cannot be destroyed.’
It was all part of his plans, the plans he had made… for her.
THE END