Dirty Little Secrets

Hi everyone! Those of you looking for more updates on WAWN - don't worry I didn't give up on the story. This transition period for AFF has been difficult for me as I have not being able to get into my old account and add to WAWN or any of my other stories there. I really wanted to communicate with all of you to let you know where you could find the new chapters, but I couldn't even leave a note on my other author's page. I really hope AFF gets straightened out soon.

Well, some of you have found my Live Journal, so you may already have found Chapter 60 of the story. I will continue to post the remaining chapters of the stort on my Live Journal until AFF is back up. Here's where you can find it:

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Disclaimer: I can claim no ownership of the characters or places used in this fiction.


Rating: NC-17 (No minors please.)

Warnings: Slash, threesome sex F/M/M, oral, anal

ONE SHOT PWP


Dirty Little Secrets


Hermione rushed down the corridor, looking over her shoulder for the pesky little Gryffindor that seemed to be everywhere she was lately. Colin Creevey had clearly declared Hermione as his latest love interest and he took every opportunity to snap photos of her no matter where or what she was doing.

Hermione was so fed up, she was ready to grab that camera out of his annoying little hands and bash it to a million pieces against the floor. Colin knew all her haunts and seemed to be everywhere she was. Gods she was tired of seeing flashes go off in the corner of her eye at the most inopportune times. Just now at dinner he snapped a photo of her with a string bean half out of her mouth. She knew if she didn’t get away now, she’d end up doing something drastic.

Now she was heading quickly down a corridor after fleeing the Great Hall, hoping Colin wouldn’t follow. She hoped she could find a quiet place to study, one that Colin wouldn’t know about. He surely would be at the library, waiting for her to show. Harry and Ron had laughed earlier when she had expressed her annoyance about Colin. Some help they were!

Hermione stopped when she heard footsteps up ahead and ducked into an alcove. Peeking carefully, she wasn’t surprised to see Colin standing up ahead, looking around for her. Damn him! Why couldn’t he take a hint?

When Colin finally walked further on, Hermione looked frantically about for a better place to hide. Spotting a supply cupboard, she quickly crossed the hall while Colin’s back was turned and slipped in, shutting the door as quietly as she could. Her hand was still on the knob and her ear pressed to the edge of the door, waiting for Colin’s footsteps to fade away. “Come on, just go away,” she whispered to herself.

After a while, she couldn’t hear anything out there and decided it was safe, When Hermione opened the door, however, she discovered she was anything but safe.

The light from the corridor flooded the cupboard and standing pressed back against the shelving stood a very disheveled and surprised Blaise Zabini, shirtless and pants hanging low from his hips as if he had unsuccessfully tried to put them on in the dark quickly. His big brown eyes looked at her and then quickly flicked up to a spot over her shoulder before Hermione felt a hand cover her mouth and an arm grasp her about the waist, pulling her back into the cupboard.

Her muffled yell of shocked was barely heard over the slam of the door as her assailant kick it shut with his foot. It was completely dark in the cupboard now except for a little light coming from beneath the door. She could no longer see Blaise Zabini, but she knew he hadn’t left all the same. She struggled, grabbing at the hand that covered her mouth, as she was pulled against a tall, warm body.

“Shhh…” a male voice hissed in her ear. “You had to look, didn’t you, Granger? Now we have a problem.”

Oh Gods! Hermione recognized that voice – Malfoy!

“OW, you stupid bint!” Malfoy yelped when he felt Hermione’s heel swing back against his shin. “A little help here, Blaise.”

Hermione heard Blaise’s voice say, “Bindio legs,” before she felt the lower half of her body stiffen and freeze. Damn them! Her arms were still free so she reached up and grabbed fist-fulls of Malfoy’s long hair, tugging at it painfully.

“Fuck!” Draco cursed. “Blaise…”

“Let go of him, Granger,” Blaise said in the dark. “Or I’ll be forced to use more drastic curses.”

Hermione screamed in frustration against Malfoy’s hand covering her mouth before she let go and dropped her arms to her sides. Draco still hadn’t removed the hand over her mouth or around her waist when he moved his lips next to her ear and whispered, “If you promise not to scream, I’ll let you speak. Do you promise?”

Hermione nodded quickly, needing desperately to give him a piece of her mind.

He moved his hand off of her mouth but made no effort to release his hold around her body.

“How dare you!” Hermione snapped. “Release me at once! I mean it, Malfoy, get your hands off of me.”

“Well, Granger, you see we have a bit of a problem with letting you go. You’ve seen something that was completely none of your business,” Malfoy replied.

Hermione huffed in anger. “I don’t care what you two were… doing,” she snapped. “If you want me to promise not to tell anyone, then fine, I won’t say a word. Just let me out of this cupboard.”

“That’s not good enough, Granger,” Malfoy replied. “I can’t let you have something to hold over me. We are going to have to alter your memories.”

“No!” Hermione cried, beginning her struggles anew. She didn’t want those two messing with her mind. You had to have skill in order to do a memory erase properly. They could botch it up and she could end up losing more memories than this.

“Draco,” Blaise’s smooth voice said. “Perhaps we can find a better way to keep her quiet.”

“Blaise, you know what’s at stake if anyone finds out,” Draco replied.

“Please, I won’t say anything. You have my word,” Hermione struggled. She didn’t know Blaise very well and she wondered if Blaise was suggesting that they get completely rid of her – forever. Gods!

“Lumos,” Blaise said, lighting his wand with a dim glow, enough to softly illuminate the cupboard.

He still wasn’t wearing a shirt and Hermione could see his smooth, well defined chest and arms. Even in her fear she felt the familiar pool of lust beginning to swirl in her body. He was gorgeous, dangerous and gorgeous. He was looking at her appraisingly.

“What do you suggest, Blaise?” Draco asked.

When Blaise took a step closer to her, his body almost touching hers, Hermione’s pulse quickened and she was finding it very difficult to breath. “Perhaps if she partook of our dirty little secret, then she’d definitely want to keep it to herself,” Blaise said, locking his intense eyes with her frightened ones.

Hermione gasped, “What! But you’re… you’re…”

“Gay?” Blaise answered for her. “It would appear that way to you, I suppose. But actually Draco and I swing both ways.”

“Blaise,” Draco warned, “I don’t think…”

“No, Draco,” Blaise interrupted, “I do think it’s a good idea. Don’t tell me you’ve never thought about doing her. You forget - I know you well. I see where your eyes are looking when you think no one is watching you. I know what turns you on. I bet you’re hard right now, with her cute little arse pressed against you.”

“Fuck off, Blaise,” Draco growled. “I’m not attracted to Muggle-borns.”

Hermione noticed that Draco did not say ‘Mudbloods.’ In fact, now that she thought of it, she hadn’t heard him say it in a very long time. Blaise’s revelations – she was having a hard time digesting. Malfoy had been watching her? He was…

Oh Gods! Now that Blaise had said something, she turned her attention to the feel of Malfoy’s body behind her and… Merlin! He was hard against her arse! But then she realized what else Blaise was suggesting and she found a new burst of strength as she flung herself sideways out of Draco’s arms.

Unfortunately her legs were still under the binding curse and she toppled over onto the floor, trying to brace her fall with her arms.

“Going somewhere, Granger?” Draco smirked while she pushed herself up and over into a sitting position, her hands propping her up from behind.

“Just let me go,” she pleaded. “I promise I won’t say a word. We can even add magic to it. If I tell, my hair will fall out or something.” She now could see Draco in Blaise’s wand light, disheveled, his shirt hanging open. She really had interrupted something.

Her eyes moved from Draco to Blaise and then back again. Merlin they were hot! If only they weren’t evil Slytherins, destined to become Death Eaters – probably.

Now that Draco could see her face, he was surprised to see the obvious dilation of her pupils when her eyes swept over them. Could she really be turned on? The realization was beginning to dawn him that perhaps things were not what they seemed.

He turned towards the door and ran a hand through his hair, sighing heavily, glancing at Blaise and noticing the handsome dark eyed boy watching him, waiting for a decision. They continued looking at each other in silent communication.

When Draco nodded slightly, the corner of Blaise’s mouth quirked in triumph. He was right. Draco did want to fuck her, as did he. She had really bloomed in this seventh year of school and there were not many that hadn’t noticed.

“Listen,” Hermione’s voice interrupted. “If either of you tries anything, it will be rape, in which case I WILL tell.”

Blaise’s head slowly turned towards her as Draco faced her once more, smirking. “Oh really, Granger,” he said. “It wouldn’t be rape because you want it just as badly as we do.”

Her eyes opened wide. “You’re mad! I never said…”

“Said?” Draco cut in. “You didn’t have to say anything. It’s all in your face and your… body language. You’re creaming yourself just thinking about it, aren’t you? You’re thinking about what it would be like to have the both us – at the same time, smothering you with our heat, making you cum over and over again.”

“No!” Hermione said, somewhat breathlessly and shaking her head. “No, I am not! I just want to leave.”

Draco and Blaise smiled knowingly at each other, and then Blaise knelt down next to her. Hermione backed herself against the wall, dragging her numb legs with her, but she couldn’t get completely away. Her heart was beating furiously at the closeness of all that bare skin, she could almost feel the heat coming from his direction.

“Wha… what are you doing?” she swallowed nervously.

He took the tip of his wand and slowly ran it along her leg, up towards her hip as he said, “Come on, Hermione, don’t lie to us. Besides, if you agree to this, we won’t have to alter your mind as then we would have our own little secret to keep about you as well.”

Hermione couldn’t feel the wand on her legs, but when it reached her waist, she shuddered in fear and anticipation. Her skin began burning with heat and desire. Gods! This was so very wrong and yet…

Her mouth fell open and a quick rush of air puffed through her lips as the tip of Blaise’s wand meandered up between her breasts. “Well?” he crooned.

Hermione’s hand flew up and grasped the wand, her eyes locking with Blaise’s. She still wasn’t safe, she knew that. All he had to do was utter a few words and the wand would do the rest before she could tug it away. Blaise knew this as well and only smiled at her, waiting.

Hermione looked from Blaise up to Draco’s face. Draco looked just as on edge as Blaise, waiting for her consent.

“Let me get this straight,” she said, trying to think rationally. “I either shag both of you or you alter my memories. Is that it?”

“You catch on quick, Granger,” Draco replied. “Well?”

“And what if I shag you just to get out of here and then tell how you blackmailed me?” she asked.

Draco shrugged. “Oh, I’m sure that will go over real well with your friends. Potter and Weasel would love to know how you agreed to fuck their enemies. Knowing how a bloke’s mind works, I’d say they’d rather you went for the memory erase. In the back of their minds, they’d always wonder if you enjoyed yourself with us no matter how much you deny that you did.”

She watched his face a few moments, emotions swirling around inside of her, some primal, disturbing urges beginning to course through her body. Wrong, it was so wrong, but Gods! She did want them.

Draco knew she was teetering on the edge, her hand trembling on Blaise’s wand. He decided to push the issue a bit more. Kneeling down next to Blaise he threaded his fingers on one hand through the sexy young man’s hair and pulled his face towards his own, keeping his eyes locked with Hermione’s as he snogged Blaise deeply.

Hermione’s mouth fell open again as she watched, feeling like it was the most erotic kiss she had ever witnessed. They were both so beautiful – wickedly so. When they finished snogging, they turned their faces slowly towards her, grinning sexily.

“Join us, Granger,” Blaise said. “You won’t regret it.”

“I want the use of my legs back,” she answered, her heart racing.

Draco quirked a brow. “Is that a yes?”

Her hand shook as she released Blaise’s wand and nodded. Both boys looked at each other in triumph. “Lock the door, Blaise. We don’t want anymore surprise visitors,” Draco said, removing his open shirt completely.

Hermione watched it slide down his shoulders and arms until it pooled behind him. Then her eyes went back to his face which had become very predatory. He was slowly perusing her body with his gaze. “You’re a bit overdressed for what we have planned, Granger,” Draco said. His hand made a move towards the buttons on her blouse and Hermione grabbed his wrist, stopping him.

“Uh uh, legs first,” she reminded.

Blaise had just used his wand to lock the door and now looked at Draco. Draco nodded and Blaise released the curse from her legs.

“No tricks, Granger,” Draco said.

She shook her head as she tucked her legs to the side and looked at them both, wondering how to start. This wasn’t her first experience with sex, having spent the summer in Romania with Viktor, but she had never anticipated having two wizards at once – especially not these two. She felt like a traitor to all Gryffindors, fooling around with Slytherins, but at this moment she couldn’t care less. Now that she could feel her legs again, she could also feel how wet she had become and the throbbing between her legs was alarming, even to her.

Blaise sat down next to her and placed his hand on her bare thigh, making soft circles with his fingertips and sending delicious sensations through all her nerves. His breath grew hot on her neck as he leaned in towards her and licked a wet trail up the side and behind her ear.

Hermione gasped and tilted her head, giving him more access to her sensitive neck. “Mmmm, she tastes good, Draco,” his voice rumbled against her neck. Hermione couldn’t help the little moan that escaped her lips as she shut her eyes, enjoying Blaise’s seductive touch. “Aren’t you going to join in, my friend?”

Hermione’s eyes opened and she watched Draco, who was sitting directly in front of her. A small grin appeared on his face and he said, “Not just yet. I want to watch you, Blaise.” Draco’s eyes lowered to the fingers making circles on Hermione’s thigh.

Blaise smiled wickedly against Hermione’s neck as he continued kissing and licking her skin, nipping at her ear lobe. So Draco wanted to watch, did he? Blaise decided to give him something to see.

Blaise’s fingers began moving upwards towards the hem of Hermione’s skirt, still making soft, maddening circles on her smooth skin. When they dipped underneath the pleated fabric, Hermione shivered with anticipation. “Open for me, love,” Blaise whispered against her ear.

He was almost there. Hermione was breathing hard, knowing that at any moment he would touch her neediest place. And did she ever need this! Gods! She untucked one of her legs and propped it on the floor, knee bent. Her skirt slid a little further down her thigh towards her pelvis, revealing the soft skin that met her overly damp knickers.

Draco licked his bottom lip as he saw her white-knickered crotch come into view but Blaise’s hand too soon covered his view.

A large gasp issued from Hermione and she threw her head backwards against the wall as Blaise’s fingers began strumming over her clit. “Oh…” she gasped. Blaise pressed more aggressively against her with his mouth as he finally touched her prize. His mouth moved up her jaw and Hermione turned her head slightly, locking her lips with his in a savage kiss.

Her hips moved as she bucked against the hand between her legs needing more and more…

Blaise slipped two fingers under the fabric at her crotch, moving them through her slit, pulling her moistness against her hot flesh. Hermione moaned loudly in his mouth and started sliding sideways down the wall, lost in sensation. Blaise followed her down, not removing his mouth from hers, his tongue licking and devouring, his fingers slipping in her entrance… fucking, fucking her.

Then Blaise removed his mouth, breathing hard, and asked, “Granger… are you a virgin?” He couldn’t feel any barrier there, but one never knew for sure.

Hermione shook her head as she lay tilted back, eyes closed in pleasure. She didn’t see the look exchanged between the boys.

“Who?” Draco asked. “Who have you been fucking? Weasel? Potter? Both?”

Hermione’s eyes flew open and she looked at Draco sharply. “No! And that’s none of your business.”

“You’re right, Granger, I don’t really care,” Draco answered. “I just wanted to make sure I won’t be getting their germs on me.”

“Then don’t touch me,” Hermione replied, sassily. “Blaise is doing fine without you.”

Blaise laughed at her words and began kissing down her chest, his fingers thrusting into her again.

Draco scowled at Blaise’s amusement. “Sorry, Granger, but the deal was for both of us.”

Hermione watched as Draco grabbed Blaise’s wrist and pulled his hand free of her pussy. She gasped in disappointment and watched as Draco raised Blaise’s hand, sucking the glistening digits into his mouth.

Then he placed Blaise’s hand over the bulge in his trousers and Blaise rubbed and squeezed him through the fabric. “Actually, Granger,” Draco said, his voice growing heavier with lust. “It’s a good thing you’re not a virgin, because I don’t plan on being gentle with you.”

“You better not hurt me, Malfoy!” Hermione snapped.

“It will be a good kind of hurt, Granger,” he replied. “Trust me.” Draco reached down between her legs quickly, grasping her knickers and tearing them off her body.

Hermione gasped at the violent move, suddenly frightened. Blaise grinned at her expression, still laying half on top of her and said, “Shhh… it’s all right, Granger.” He bent his head down into the crook of her neck and began kissing her skin as he ran his other hand over her chest, pulling at the buttons of her blouse.

But she barely paid attention to Blaise at the moment. She was too worried about Malfoy’s intentions. Her eyes wouldn’t leave him as he moved so that he was kneeling between her open legs. Then he sat back on his heels and grabbed her leg, propping it awkwardly on top of Blaise’s rear end. Holding her thigh with one hand, he moved his free hand to her core.

“What…?” she gasped, wondering what he was planning. He watched her face with lusty eyes while he moved his fingers over her folds, toying with her clit. Hermione moaned and threw her head back, air rushing from her lungs. Blaise had now opened her blouse and was licking his way down her chest, over her mounds of flesh.

Then Draco’s fingers entered her, violently. He wasted no time as he thrust them deeply and quickly, the sound of her juicy flesh echoed through the cupboard as his fingers moved.

“Ooooo…” she groaned, “yes! Fuck me! Harder!”

Draco grinned and picked up the pace of his thrusting even more. “You like this, Granger? Just wait until my cock is in you.”

Hermione could barely believe she was doing this, here, with these two. Gods! No one could ever know – especially not Harry and Ron. But she was beyond the point of stopping. Her body demanded satisfaction and there was no way she could stop, not anymore.

She barely noticed that Blaise had managed to unfasten her bra, but her hand came automatically up around his head when his lips and teeth attacked her sensitive nipples. He licked and laved at her breasts while Draco fucked her hard with his fingers and Hermione wanted to scream with joy.

Blaise turned his face and grinned at her expression, deciding he’d like to see her come apart even more. He kissed his way down over her breasts and further, over her smooth belly, dipping his tongue into her navel.

Draco was breathing hard, watching her thrash around from their attentions. Fuck, she was gorgeous! Blaise turned his head as he made his way down her body, his eyes connecting with Draco’s, a sexy smirk on his face.

Draco grinned back and said, “Taste her, Blaise. Lick her.”

A low groan rumbled through Blaise chest as he moved his face further down her belly. One of his hands came up under her thigh and pulled her legs further apart and he watched a moment while Draco continued fucking her with his fingers, juices leaking out around her soft inner thighs.

“Mmmmm… yes,” Blaise rasped, lowering his face, covering her clit with his open mouth, laving and licking at her swollen nub of pleasure.

Hermione bucked wildly when Blaise’s hot mouth began working its magic. She had to stick her palm over her mouth so that they’d not be heard by anyone out in the corridor.

She quivered and thrashed, feeling the build up of an immense orgasm coming and her skinned burned and tingled under their relentless attentions. Then her legs stiffened and she gasped as her insides spasmed in ecstasy, her walls clenching around Draco’s soaked fingers, her screams muffled by her own hand.

She opened her eyes, breathing heavily, when Draco pulled his hand away and she watched him licking and sucking on his fingers. Blaise growled and pounced on Draco, knocking him to the floor and snogging him madly – both seemingly forgetting about Hermione. She rolled to her side and watched them as they continued kissing wildly and urgently unfastening each others trousers at the same time. Though she had just had the most intense orgasm of her life, she found herself throbbing with lust once more as she watched the boys rubbing and licking, kissing and groping each other.

Then she got an eye full of both their hard cocks when all clothing had been removed and she sucked in a deep, shuddering breath. Draco heard it and looked in her direction while Blaise moved down his body.

“Like what you see, Granger?” Draco asked, knowingly. He smirked when she wordlessly nodded. Then his mouth opened with a soft gasp when Blaise took him fully into his mouth and began sucking him in just the way Draco liked. Blaise never hesitated to let Draco deep into his throat, his lips firm and his tongue skilled as it moved over all the right spots.

Draco’s hand threaded through Blaise’s hair and he rasped, “Fuck, Blaise… so fucking good.”

Hermione swallowed and her own hand snaked between her legs as she pressed on her swelling clit. They were so fucking hot together!

Draco opened his eyes slowly and looked towards her, noticing her growing arousal. “What are you waiting for, Granger?” he said, breathily. “Come join us.”

Hermione crawled across the floor, wondering what she should do. Her eyes fell on Blaise’s stiff cock, excited and leaking with precum.

Draco watched her face the whole time as she approached and just about came in Blaise’s mouth when she licked her lips, looking at Blaise’s delectable cock. “Go on, Granger, take what you want,” Draco encouraged.

She did.

Hermione positioned herself on her side, eyeing Blaise’s pulsing member and closed her fingers around its stiff length. Encouraged by Blaise’s groans, she lowered her mouth on its head and swirled her tongue about, tasting him for the first time. Then she closed her eyes and began moving her mouth over him in earnest. “Mmmm…” she groaned, her mouth full of Blaise.

Draco watched the erotic sight as Blaise continued to pleasure him. “Would you look at that,” he said. “Would you ever think you’d have Granger going down on you like that, Blaise?”

Blaise grunted in response, continuing his attentions, his hips beginning to thrust towards Hermione’s face, trying to fuck her mouth deeper.

“Turn yourself around, Granger,” Draco breathed. He watched, his eyes half closed with lust, as Hermione turned her backside towards him. She was on her knees, bending forwards towards Blaise’s cock and now Draco had a good view of her cute arse. He leaned forward and swiped his tongue over her anus before working his tongue into her. He loved how it made her squirm, her arse moving in front of his face.

He reached over towards his pile of clothing and took his wand out. Hermione gasped when she felt the tip of it enter her arse. Her mouth left Blaise’s cock and she turned to look over her shoulder. “What are you doing?” she asked, worriedly.

“Making it more comfortable for you,” he said, casually.

“Comfortable for what?” she asked, feeling a cold substance entering her inside. A nervous tremor flowed throughout her body.

“Don’t you know?” Draco answered, his eyes not leaving hers.

Hermione did know, but she had no experience in that area. “I’ve never done that before,” she blurted out.

Blaise took his mouth off Draco and looked at Hermione’s face, interested in this conversation.

“Well, then, I get to break in a virgin after all,” Draco answered.

“I don’t want to do that,” she replied. She heard that it was a very painful process and she had stopped Viktor on numerous occasions when his cock ‘happened’ to wind up at the wrong entrance.

“The deal was that you take us at the same time, remember?” Draco reminded.

Was it? Hermione couldn’t remember what had been promised. “I…,” she said, nervously.

“Come now, Granger,” Draco said. “It’s time for you to grow up. Sometimes it takes a bit of pain before you can feel the pleasure. You know this. Your first fuck must have been that way.”

“Well…” she hesitated. Both of them – at the same time! Gods! She was sure to be sore for weeks. But something about it was making her extremely warm inside. “All right,” she decided.

Draco and Blaise shared a smile. Blaise flopped completely onto his back and crooked his finger, beckoning her to come to him. “Come on, love,” Blaise said, smoothly, “time to explore new territory.” Hermione crawled over him, her long hair brushing down over his chest as she got into position, straddling his hips and rubbing her juices over his cock, still wet from her mouth.

Blaise’s hands moved over her hips and up to her breasts, cupping them, as he flicked his thumbs back and forth across the hardened peaks of her nipples. She scooted up and took his cock in her hand, positioning it at her entrance. When she slid down on him, Blaise closed his eyes and groaned. “Gods, yes,” Blaise rasped. “So fucking good.” Hermione grinned, encouraged by the expression on his face and began moving, forgetting about Malfoy preparing himself behind her.

Blaise lifted his head towards hers and she met him halfway, their mouths fusing together in a desperate kiss. Hermione moved deeper and deeper onto Blaise, picking up the pace, until she felt two hands on either side of her hips, trying to halt her movements. She stopped and looked back over her shoulder. Draco was there, kneeling between Blaise’s spread legs and holding her still. She glanced down at his ready cock, glistening with the lubricant he had put on.

“Ready?” he asked.

Hermione swallowed and nodded, turning herself back to Blaise and bending down lower. Blaise put his arms about her and stroked her back while Draco positioned himself at her rear entrance. He kept his face turned, watching her grimace in pain as Draco pushed further into her, pulling back on her hips. “You all right, Granger?” Blaise asked.

Hermione’s face was scrunched and she was gripping Blaise’s shoulders tightly. She had been holding her breath while Draco pushed slowly into her and now released it in a loud huff. “I don’t know,” she said with a tiny voice. “It hurts so bad.”

Blaise looked over her shoulder at Draco’s face. “Hold still, Drake,” he said. “Let her get used to it.”

Draco had already pushed in as far as he could go and now held still, waiting in agonizing arousal. She was so fucking tight.

Hermione couldn’t believe she had the both of them inside her. She wondered if she was bleeding – the pain was so bad. She was quivering, wondering how she’d ever get through this.

Then she heard Blaise say, “Do the spell, Drake. You know the one.”

She could here Draco’s frustrating sigh as he grumped. “Fine, Blaise.”

He reached for his wand again and tapped her rear end with the tip, muttering under his breath.

Suddenly Hermione felt the pain leaving, fading quickly, and all she could feel now was a delicious fullness. Her expression became one of wonder and she glanced at Blaise who was grinning at her.

“Better?” he asked.

She nodded, smiling back.

“Good,” he replied, kissing the tip of her nose. “Then let’s fuck.”

“It’s about time,” Draco said from behind her. He grasped her hips and they began to move, sliding in and out of her in a delicious rhythm.

Hermione lifted herself onto her arms slightly and began moving her own body to meet their thrusts. “Mmmmm… yes,” she groaned. This was so very good, two sexy wizards moving and sliding inside her.

Blaise grinned at her expression and snaked one of his hands between them, finding her clit and moving a finger over her pleasure nub. Hermione shook and made incoherent noises at the bombardment of sensations filling her body.

Draco didn’t realize just how sexy Granger really was. He couldn’t help wanting to kiss her – just this once. He ran a hand up her back while he pumped into her and tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her head backwards towards him.

Hermione looked at him in surprise as his face hovered close, his hot breath fanning over her lips. “Granger…” he groaned, lowering his lips to hers, running his tongue over hers and into her hot cavern. Hermione gave back, stroking his tongue in return, twisting her head awkwardly, but loving every moment.

Blaise’s fiddling with her clit was taking its toll and she felt her second orgasm of the night building up with her. She trembled and released Draco’s mouth, screaming, “Oh Gods, Oh Gods…”

“Shhh… Granger,” Draco whispered, harshly. His hand still tangled in her hair and his mouth against her sweaty cheek. “Come for us again.”

Hermione was beyond caring who heard. She had no more control over her reactions. Her body shook and tremor after tremor jolted through her as she yelled out in pleasure.

Blaise could feel her walls clenching at his cock and he grasped her thighs, rocking his cock up as high as it could go and releasing himself in her hot, wet depths. He was panting hard, slick with sweat from being in the stuffy cupboard. They all were.

Draco came last, grasping Hermione around the waist and pulling her against him as he shot his hot seed into her rear cavern. Her hair was sticking to his sweaty face as he panted, “Yes, so good, Granger, so good.”

When he pulled out of her, Hermione fell off of Blaise and lay on the cool stone floor, trying to calm herself. Then she realized that Blaise and Draco were both lying there, watching her. She reached for her torn knickers and frowned. They were no longer wearable. She took the rest of her clothing and began to dress.

Draco and Blaise shared a look and began to dress as well. An awkward silence fell between the three of them

Hermione didn’t want to think about what she had just done. She shagged two Slytherins in a supply cupboard! No, she just wanted to get back to her room, take a bath, and try to reason out what had just happened.

As she stood and refastened her robe around herself, Draco said, “Granger, perhaps we can…”

“No!” she snapped, surprising them both. “This was a one time deal, Malfoy. I did my bit. You have your secret now and I have mine. It’s finished, done, over.”

Draco smirked. She was definitely feeling guilty. “All right, Granger. Have it your way. But if you ever change your mind…”

Hermione threw open the door and looked back over her shoulder one last time. “Never!” she stated.

“Never is a long time,” he said, smugly.

“Exactly,” she grinned, before slamming the door behind her.

Before she could walk away from the cupboard, she heard, “You’ll be back for more.”

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Finished (But check my authors page for my second oneshot: More Dirty Little Secrets!)


Please review and tell me your thoughts. This is my first one shot.