Sexual In Nature

“What are you thinking about?”

“Huh?” Hermione hadn’t heard what Draco had said; instead she had been too busy getting lost in her thoughts once again.

“Granger, how is it you are arguable the smartest girl here at Hogwarts and yet you never mange to hear a single word that I say to you?” Draco questioned, more irritated than anything.

Hermione paused for a moment wanting more than anything to come up with some witty response, and yet the words just would not come to her. Of course, it might have had something to do with the fact that she had been thinking about the devilishly handsome man sitting across from her.
”You assume I want to hear what you have to say.”

Draco laughed. “Wrong answer. Besides, you took far too long to come up with that response…is it because you were thinking about me?”

“No.”

“The weasel?”

“Absolutely not!”

“So then you’re thoughts were sexual in nature.”

Hermione opened her mouth, but shut it just as quick. She had not expected that statement to come from Draco. “What makes you think that?”

He rolled his eyes. “How quick you responded, Granger. We both know that you see Weasly as nothing more than a friend which is why you have been ignoring his moves towards you the last two years. Of course you’d never admit to thinking anything sexual about him. Which is why, of course, I would naturally assume that you were thinking dirty things about me.”

“I would never do such a thing Malfoy.”

“Yes you would. You just called me Malfoy. The both of us know the only time you call me Malfoy in the privacy of this common room is when you are trying to keep something from me.”

Though they kept it hidden from the rest of the school, while sharing a common room together as head boy and girl, they had become rather close to one another to the point that Draco would almost say that in some way they were even friends. “Something sexual at that.”

“I was not thinking anything sexual that related to you.”

“So you were thinking of something sexual then…”

“No!”

Draco’s grin grew. “Then clearly you were thinking about me. Not that I can blame you at all Granger, I am a fascinating man.”

“High on yourself is more like it.”

“So you’re telling me that you never have any dirty thoughts then? Not a single sexual thing runs through your mind?”

Face turning red, Hermione turned to look back up at the ceiling from where she was lying on the sofa. “I never said that I didn’t have sexual thoughts. Just like you, I am a hormone driven teenager. It’s a simple fact in life.”

Draco did everything he could to contain his laughter. The conversation had started to get interesting and the last thing he wanted to do was piss Hermione off to the point that she went up to her room,

The two of them sat there for a moment in silence, Hermione still clearly embarrassed, before Draco decided to push her buttons once again.

“Hey Granger?”

“Yes Draco?”

“Do you ever have sexual thoughts about me/?”

“I prefer to have sexual thoughts that relate to good looking men.”

Ouch, that one actually hurt Draco. Call it egotistical if you must, but he knew that he was very easy on the eyes. Some people were just born blessed, and he was one of them. “This means that you have.”

“Did you not just understand what I said?”

“Oh I did.” Draco confirmed, “You said you preferred to have thoughts about good looking men. I’ll ignore the part where you are making fun of my looks just this once, but I will also note that you said preferred which means you don’t always have thoughts about good looking men.”

“You’re going that in depth about what I said?”

“Really I’m just pointing out that in a way you just admitted to having sexual thoughts about me. After all, you did need to point out the fact that you preferred to have sexual thoughts about good looking men.”

Hermione raised an eyebrow and turned her head to look at Draco. “You seriously read to far into that sentence Draco, you know that don’t you? Talk about a big ego.”

“My ego is not the only big thing around here either.” He couldn’t help it, she had left it wide open for the taking. The reference to the size of his manhood had to be made. “Tell me, in your fantasies is it big as well?”

“Draco Malfoy! You have to be the biggest pervert I have ever met!” Hermione was actually shocked that he would say such a thing. She had no doubt in her mind that her face had turned even redder than ever.

“So then I am big in your fantasies! You just said so yourself.”

“I didn’t mean that your cock was big Malfoy.”

Draco’s jaw hit the floor. Never in the six years of school that they had been together for had he ever heard such a crude word come out of her mouth. Well, at least crude for her. “Say it again.”

Sitting up, Hermione was confused now with Draco’s sudden change in demeanor. “Say what again.”

“You know.”

“No Draco, I don’t know.” Did he want her to talk about his manhood again? Give him a bit more of an ego boost than he already had? “Or are you talking about when I pretty much shot down part of your ego.”

Draco was getting annoyed now, how could she be so naive as well? “No not about my size Hermione, the word!”

“What word?”

“The one that started with a ‘C’, you know the word that I’m talking about.”

Hermione paused a moment thinking back to what she said before suddenly bursting out into laughter. “What, cock?”

“Yes!”

“I’m sorry, do you call it something else? Princess Sofia perhaps?”

“Princess Sofia?”

Hermione shook her head. “It’s from a muggle movie, you wouldn’t get it…”

“I can’t believe you said it.”

“It’s a word Draco, what’s wrong with it? Cock, cock, cock.”

He couldn’t contain it any longer. Falling onto the floor, Draco burst out into laughter so hard that he actually had to clutch at his side to help relieve the discomfort from the knot that had formed.

Hermione, however, failed to see the humor. “What’s so funny?”

“You Granger. You’re such a prim and proper lady, now using such a common and filthy word. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever picture you to say the word cock.”

“You’re wildest dreams eh?”

“So what if they are?”

“Are you admitting to having sexual thoughts about me Draco?” Hermione teased, using his own words against him. If he was going to read deeply into every single thing that she said then it was only fair that she returned such a favor.

Draco finally managed to control his laughter. “And what if I am?”

“So then you do.”

“Hermione I’m a man. Anything in a skirt is going to make it into my dreams. And, as it so happens, I have you walking around in a skirt quite often so it doesn’t surprise me that you have made it into a few dirty dreams.”

“Define a few.”

“Adequate enough for sufficient pleasure on my part thank you very much.” Of course he was going to get off on his sexual dreams, it always made his showers that much more interesting. “What else do you think I’m doing in the bathroom ever morning?”
“Eww, Draco! That’s way too much information for you to be sharing with me!”

“You’re telling me you don’t do the same thing when you are in the bath? Merlin when you go in the bath you don’t come out for two hours. You have to be getting your jollies.”

“I relax in there Draco, that’s all.”

Draco stopped what he was doing the moment he saw the seriousness on her face. “You don’t masturbate in the bath? Seriously?”

Hermione gave a slight nod. “Seriously.”

“Do you masturbate?”

“I’m not answering that.”

Draco rolled his eyes. “Come on Granger, you already used to word cock in front of me. So why won’t you tell me if you masturbate or not?”

“And I suppose next you’ll be asking what toys I have.”

“Toys?” Draco was more than curious now.

“You know what I’m…oh wait, never mind it’s a muggle thing.” Hermione forgot that the Malfoy’s had little to do with the muggle world which meant that he would have no idea about the types of toys one could purchase to pleasure themselves with.

Draco, however, was eager to find out just what Hermione meant. “There are toys for masturbation in the muggle world?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me.”

Hermione suddenly became embarrassed. There was no way she would explain the types of toys that one could purchase to a anyone let alone the man sitting across from her.

“No.”

“Please?” Draco pleaded. “Granger you can’t let onto a little secret like that and then not tell me about it. That’s just not right!”

“I’m not telling you about the toys Draco.”

“Do you own any? If you won’t tell me about them then you could at least show me.”

Actually, Hermoine didn’t have any. She had always figured it to be a waste when batteries were scarce and electricity at Hogwarts was non existent, but she could always bewitch one so that it would need neither…no, she shouldn’t be having such thoughts. “I don’t own any Draco, and even if I did I would show you.”

“Please Hermione, I’m begging you!”

“Did I just hear correctly? The Draco Malfoy is begging a muggle born to do something?”

As much as he hated to admit it, she was right. “Yes, I am.”

Knowing that that in itself was a rarity, Hermione decided to give in for once, despite the constant redness of her face. “Fine.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“So what kind of toys are these that you muggles have?”

Hermione took a deep breath before beginning, she knew that there was no turning back now, she would just have to get it over and done with. “There are lots of toys. We have vibrators, dildos, warming lubricants…”

“And those are what exactly?”

“Well…” Hermione couldn’t believe she was really doing this. “A dildo is shaped like, you know, a man’s cock. You can get them in all different shapes and sizes and made of different materials. Some are just your run of the mill plastic while others are a soft skin like texture.”

Draco’s mouth hung open, he couldn’t believe that such things existed. “And women actually use these?”

“Yes.”

“What do they do with them?”

“What do you think? They masturbate with them, when you don’t want a man or can’t get one you can always pull it out and get yourself off with it.”

Draco had to admit, the thought of seeing a girl masturbate with her hand was hot to begin with, but to see a woman using a thing shaped like a cock to make herself come was just…it was enough to make him hard right there and then. “And what’s a vibrator.”

“It is exactly what it sounds like. It’s a toy that can be shaped like a cock, or really anything for that matter, and it vibrates when you turn it on.”

“So it vibrates inside you then…Merlin, how is it that you woman actually still want a man after that. You can have it vibrating right in you!”

Hermione shrugged. “Actually, most women use it to stimulate their clitoris more than simulated intercourse.” It was definitely more pleasurable that way.

“Are you wet?”

“What!” Hermione had no idea where that one came from, or that Draco actually had the nerve to ask such a question. First he asks her if she masturbates, then he asks her to explain sex toys and now he was asking her if she was wet? What would the boy thing of next?

“Thinking about all those toys and what they do, you have to be wet! I mean I’m getting hard just sitting here thinking of what it would look like to see a woman getting off with such a thing!”

“Remember that thing about too much information-“

“Come on Hermione! After all we’ve talked about so far sitting here, you’re going to be prude about that? I already told you that I was getting hard thinking about it. How much worse can you get then that? You’d just be saying the same thing that I did.”

“A lady doesn’t talk about things like that.”

“And I’ll almost bet that a lady doesn’t go around talking about sexual toys or saying the word cock, but yet you’ve done both already. C’mon Granger, all you need to do is say yes or no.”

“No. Why would I be?”

“Do you want to be?”

That stopped Hermione from saying anything else. The last question out of Draco’s mouth didn’t even seem real to her. “Excuse me?”

“I bet I could make you wet, if you really are telling me the truth when you say that you aren’t right now.”

“Draco listen to yourself!”

“I am, and it’s only making me harder. Come on Hermione, we’ve already both admitted to thinking about each other in a sexual way and all this talk has made me really horny. Bloody hell, don’t make me suffer here any more than I already am.”

Before Hermione could even register what Draco was saying, he was out of the chair that he was sitting in and beside her on the couch. “Draco.”

“Don’t tell me you don’t want it Hermione, you’re nipples are practically jumping through your shift right now begging for attention. You’re telling me you don’t want to have a little fun.”

“No.”

“I know that you’re not a virgin Hermione, despite what you think talk about what you’ve done with Krum has made its way around. Actually, from what I hear your quite fun at times, and skilled.”

Hermione didn’t know what to do. Part of her wanted to be angry for hearing that what she had done with Victor had been told to other people by Viktor none the less. Another part of her wanted to be disgusted by Draco’s approach as well, and yet there was a small part deep down in her that actually wanted everything that Draco was offering.

“And what kind of example would that be setting? We are head boy and girl, and it was assumed that we were responsible-“

Hermione couldn’t finish her sentence. Instead, she was too preoccupied with the lips that were suddenly crushed up against hers keeping her from saying another word. After a moment, she felt Draco’s lips part slightly and his tongue lick gently across her bottom lip.

Giving up, Hermione let him into her mouth. Tongues dueling, she felt a slight moan slip past the back of her throat. When they broke apart for air, she finally spoke up. “Fuck me.” She swore in response to how breathless Draco’s kiss had made her.

“I plan on it Hermione, I plan on it.”

“This is wrong.”

“But you thought about it Hermione, so don’t try and tell me you don’t want it.” Draco knew, he knew the moment that he had gotten involved in the entire conversation with Hermione. “You want me to take you right here in this common room.”

On that note, Draco needed to taste her again. Pushing her hair off of her shoulder, Draco pressed his lips against the nape of Hermione’s neck.

“We can’t do this here…” She knew that what was about to come was inevitable, but the last thing she needed was someone to walk into the common room and see the two of them. “…Draco…”

Pulling away from her neck temporarily, Draco looked up at Hermione. “Why? Did you imagine me in a bed? Or the bath perhaps?”

Before Hermione could respond, she heard Draco mutter something under his breath and next thing she knew she was naked, her robes and clothes disappearing. The cold of the room instantly made her nipples harden, and she was sure that Draco noticed as well.

“So beautiful…” he muttered under his breath. Moving closer to Hermione, it was then that she realized he was now naked as well. It was also then she took note in how endowed Draco was as well.

“Oh my…Draco…”

“It will fit Hermione, I’ll get you nice and hot I promise. I’ll make sure that you enjoy every single moment of it. Every single thrust.” His words were sending shivers down Hermione’s spine. She couldn’t deny it any longer; she was horny and wanted him more than anything else at that moment.

Running her fingers through his hair, Hermione crashed her lips upon his and kissed him furiously. All inhibitions had long since been thrown out the door. “Here. Now.” They were the only two words that she could manage to rasp out.

Draco took that as permission and moved her onto the table until she was lying on her back. Sliding down past her breasts he flicked his tongue around her belly button before moving further down to the apex of her thighs.

“I’m going to make you cum Hermione. I’m going to make you scream out my name again and again by the time we are done.” To prove his point Draco gripped the underside of her thighs, pushing them up towards her and brought his mouth down upon her clit.

Sucking at first, Draco made sure to be gentle, letting Hermione get used to him being there. Then he’s stop for a moment, flick his tongue against the hardened nub before going to gently suck.

“Draco.”

“You taste amazing Granger.” Dipping his head back down he used his tongue to trace around her opening. At the same time, he brought his thumb up to gently begin to strum on her clit. It wasn’t until he heard the moan from above that he actually slipped his tongue inside her.

“Oh Merlin.”

“Malfoy. My name is Malfoy Granger and you’d be best to remember it. That’s the name I want you to be screaming later.”

That was it for Hermione. The vibrations against her pussy were enough to send her over the edge. Gripping the edge of the table, Hermione arched up and pushed herself further against Draco’s mouth.

Draco, with a grin on his face, was more than happy to lap up the juices escaping from Hermione as she came underneath him. Just knowing that his mouth alone could drive her that crazy made him harder than he had been before.

He wanted to fuck her, to take her right there…but he also wanted to make sure that she was good and ready for him. And for that to happen, he would have to bring her to orgasm one more time.

“Over on the couch.”

“What?” Hermione asked, not quite hearing him. Lifting her head up, she stared down at the slytherin prince resting between her legs.

“Sit on the couch.”

Doing as he asked, Hermione made her way over the couch, and Draco was right behind on her heels. When she sat down, Draco kneeled on the floor and cupped his hands under her ass pulling her close to his mouth. Diving right back in, Draco resumed his attack on her clit.

When he felt her good and moist, Draco backed off for a moment, glanced up and Hermione and slipped his middle finger inside her.

Sliding it in and out, he leaned down to kiss her clit before pulling back and increasing the speed of his finger in her. Smiling, he watched the look on Hermione’s face as he curled his upwards pressing against the spongy skin.

The look on Hermione’s face was worth it all. He had his suspicions that Hermione probably hadn’t even known that her g-spot even existed. The look on her face was one of pure ecstasy.

A few more well coordinated strokes of his finger and that was it for her again, Hermione was coming undone right in front of him, the beads of sweat running off of her face and down onto her heaving chest.

“Draco, that was amazing!”

“And there is more of it where that came from.”

Hermione smiled. “I want you in me.”

“All in good time Granger, have patience.”