Stay My Baby

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In response to Snape_Goddess's Love Song Challenge


Stay My Baby
LadyBlueEyes

song by: Amy Diamond


Summer love isn't meant to be
And its only a fantasy
It's what everyone is telling me
Stay my baby

Hermione Granger sat on the shore of the Carribean paradise she had been staying at for the last month. The sun was just coming up over the horizon as she felt the heat of another body envelope her and draw her back into a strong embrace. The warm pinks and oranges coming up over the water made her smile as the man who held her leaned down and whispered in to her ear.

"You weren't there when I woke up, love." The voice, one she once loathed, now sent shivers down her spine for a completely different reason. "You know I can't stand waking up alone. And that damned cat of yours is not what I want to see first thing in the morning."

"Mmmmm" She sighed contentedly as he kissed the sweet spot on the side of her neck. "But Crookshanks adores you." She laughed softly.

"Think its funny, do you? That furball has shed all over my new dress robes." He smiled into her neck even as he nibbled gently on the spot he knew would get a reaction from her.

Hermione let out a soft moan and turned towards the man who held her. Those stormy grey eyes never ceased to illicit such strong emotions from her, and right now she wanted nothing more to please this man who had surprised her in so many different ways.

Draco Malfoy had gone from arrogant, spoiled brat, to a quiet, compassionate man. One who didn't seek out attention for himself and who preferred to stay out of the limelight. He enjoyed building upon the foundations of Malfoy Industries ever since his father had passed the reigns over to him upon graduation from Hogwarts. His parents had opted to live in Italy now and except for a few close friends they mainly kept to themselves, not willing to interfere with the new life and decent reputation Draco was building for himself.

It had been a few years after graduation that Hermione had been in Diagon Alley. Flourish and Bott's was having its annual early summer clearance sale and Hermione always took the oppurtunity to add to her ever expanding library. She had been standing in the Magical Theories section, her hand reaching for a book entitled Muggles and Magic: Theories on How Muggles Respond to the Presence of Magic Around Them, when another hand grabbed it first. She had been startled to look up and see Draco smiling down at her.

From that day on they had become inseparable. Harry and Ron had gone ballistic when they found out she was dating him. They had accused him of not changing, she had accused them of not growing up. In the end, they had told her that she was nothing more than a summer fling to Draco and that she shouldn't get her hopes up. Infuriated that they seemed to think she wasn't worth serious consideration from any man, she had stormed away and hadn't spoken to them since.


Even though its a little rush
Let me know you'll keep in touch
If you don't it would hurt too much
Stay my baby


Hermione gently pushed Draco so that he was reclining on the blanket atop the sand. Straddling his hips she sat up and looked down at the bare chested man beneath her. Draco loved to see her as she was at this moment. Flushed with the excitement of what was to come, a cool breeze lifting her hair from her face, and a smile he knew was reserved just for him. He gently rubbed his hands up and down the tops of her thighs as he waited for her to make her move.

Hermione caught her breath at the depth of emotion she was feeling. This moment, this place, this man was absolutely perfect. She wanted to grab it and hold it and never let it pass. For tomorrow Draco was off to Italy for a month and she returned to Hogwarts to prepare for the coming school year as this year's new Magical Law Professor. She wasn;t sure where this was relationship with Draco was going, but she desperately tried to brush off Harry and Ron's dire warnings that this was only a summer fling.

Hermione had dressed in nothing but a pair of Draco's boxers and a tank top before she had made her way down to the private beach. In the past two months she had gotten used to not wearing any pyjamas, Draco would just divest her of them anyway. So gathering her courage and forgetting the shyness that often made Draco grin, she reached for the hem of the tank top and pulled it off over her head.

Keeping her eyes locked on his, she reached for his hands and placed them over her breasts, both of them groaning at the contact. Hermione could feel the thick length of Draco hardening underneath her, and the answering wetness between her legs began to seep through the silken material of the boxer shorts. Hermione threw her head back as Draco began to knead her breasts in his large hands and she moaned as his thumbs began to rub gently across her straining nipples. Her nipples were supersensitive and it seemed that the sensations she felt went directly to the growing heat down below. She grinded her hips slowly into him, loving the feel of his hardness against her core.

Draco watched her, the need for her, to have her, to taste her getting stronger by the moment. Merlin, she was beautiful this way. Free of all inhibitions, openly enjoying the sensations coursing thruough her, letting herself take and be taken. Bringing himself into a sitting postion he wrapped one strong arm around her waist and brought his mouth down on a nipple and laved it with his tongue. Hermione bucked in his lap as his hot breath mingled with the cool wetness of his tongue, sent shivers of sharp need spiraling through her. Her hands gripped his hair pulling him closer, trying to get more and more of the pleasure he was bestowing upon her nipples.

Regretfully, Hermione pushed Draco back. She would have loved for him to continue but she wanted him to enjoy himself. As he lay back against the blanket she follwed resting her breasts against his well muscled chest and placing her lips upon his. She gently sucked his lower lip into her mouth make him groan as he slid his hands down to cup her plump derriere in his grasp. Her resulting gasp had him sliding his tongue into her mouth and deepening the kiss.

Slowly Hermione slid her way down his body letting her hands and mouth touch, lick, and nibble on her journey down to the prize jutting out from his black silk boxers. Reaching her goal Hermione pushed off of him and kneeled next him.

"You have the body of a god, Draco." Hermione's voice had gone husky with desire. He really was a magnificent specimen of man. His platinum blond hair, the aristocratic features, and piercing grey eyes took her breath away. She let her gaze wander down over his solid chest and sinewy arms and thought about how she loved to cuddle close to him and be held in his arms. Her eyes slid ever lower even as her hands came up to remove his boxer shorts, baring his long, thick cock to the world. She brought one hand up and wrapped it around him, gently rubbing it up and down over him as her other hand cupped his balls. She loved the feel of him in her hands, and grinned as his eyes closed at the feel of her soft, warm hands sliding over him. The power she felt at pleasing him was a heady rush and she wanted to hear him moan her name.

Tightening her grip she began to pump her hand up and down. On each up stroke she ran her thumb over the tip and across the sensitive underside. Draco's breathing became labored as she worked her hands over him. "Hermione," he breathed, loving the feel of her hands on him. It wasn't long before he pulled her hands away. "Enough, love. I want to be inside you when I come."

Hermione grinned down saucily at him and with a wink, said "I think I can accomodate you." She slid off the boxers she was wearing and once again straddled his hips. Draco brough one hand up to cup her pussy, the damp heat telling him she was more than ready to accept him into her warmth. Gently he slid one, then two fingers inside of her, enjoying the feel of her slick walls clamping down around them. As he pumped his fingers in and out his thumb found its way to her clitoris, stroking her in time to the rhythm of his fingers.

"I love how you get so wet for me, Granger." He ground out watching her enjoy his ministrations.

"I...oh....only you." She whimpered, feeling the pressure inside build. Gods his fingers were magic, but she wanted more, needed more. "Need more, Draco." She said between pants.

"Tell me what you want, Hermione. I need to hear you say it." He demanded, increasing the rhythm of his fingers and applying more pressure to her clit. His cock was straining to be there in plce of his fingers but he wanted to hear her ask for it. Needed the words.

"Oh Gods.....I need...oh Draco.....I need to feel you...in me.......oh Gods, please!" The sensations coursing through her were overwhelming. The pleasure reaching peaks she thought she could never feel. But she did not want to let go until he was buried inside of her.

At the word "please" Draco removed his fingers and grabbed her waist with both hands. In a swift move, he had her on her back, legs splayed and was sheathing himself deep inside her. Without giving her a chance to catch her breath he began to drive himself into her again and again, the rhytm relentless, forcing their shared pleasure ever higher. She made no complaints, just matched him thrust for thrust, their only thoughts in reaching completion together. Draco snaked a hand in between their bodies and began to strum her clit, making Hermione gasp and writhe in response.

"Oh Gods, YES!!" She screamed knowing that she was almost at the pinnacle.

"Hermione, come with me. Need to hear you scream." He ground out, sweat beading across his forehead, as he pumped deeper and harder into her. Twisiting his hand he pinched her clit just hard enought to send her flying over the edge. Hermione screamed his name. At the feel of her pulsating around him and the sound of her voice Draco also let go as one of the most intense orgasms he ever head washed over him. Calling out her name he collapsed on top of her.

Hermione wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as the last spasms rocked their bodies. Content with each other and the moment, Hermione mumbled a spell to keep the sun's rays from harming them. The exhausted lovers slept soundly as the sun continued its morning climb into the sky.


Now that I've gone back to school
All I do is think of you
Sitting up here in my room
Going crazy


Hermione sat in her office grading papers. September was almost at a close and so far the new course offered to Seventh Years interested in Magical Law was a hit. The proof was in the thoroughly researched and well written essays she was currently reading. However, more often than not lately Hermione's thoughts turned to Draco. They had left their Carribean getaway with the promise to stay in touch while he was gone and she was back at work. And they had, all by owl though, as Narcissa seemed to monopolize her son's free time. She missed him and wondered if he felt the same. He said so in his letters but he never Floo'd, even though she left the Floo connection in her private apartments open to him.

This made her worry, for during their summer together she had fallen in love with him. He was intelligent, more than Harry or Ron ever cared to be and she enjoyed the intellectual side of their relationship as well as the physical side. he made her laugh, and opened her eyes to the luxurious side of being a wealthy wizard. Not that money was everything, but he certainly had spoiled her the short months they had spent together. Day trips to Paris, Venice, and Greece. Dinner in restaurants where she couldn't translate the menu and she was fluent in three languages besides english! There were cozy nights in where she had cooked for him, impressing him with her muggle culinary skills. So much packed into so small a time frame. He had dazzled and charmed her, but underneath that, she saw the man he had become.

Saw it in the way he treated others. Malfoy Industries only hired the brightest minds, and it surprised her to find out that Squibs, Muggleborns, and Half-bloods were included on that list. Each one valued for his or her intelligence and commitment to their job, and not a whisper of racism around. She saw it in the way he not only made donations, but volunteered his time when and where he could, and not because he felt obligated, but because he wanted to.

Still hints of the old Malfoy were visible. Especially when members of the press tried to encroach on his privacy, or when he crossed paths with Harry or Ron. Something she swore he did just irritate them and goad them into drawing their wands on him. It never ceased to make him laugh at how gullible her friends were, and though she pretended to get irritated with him, secretly she thought Harry and Ron deserved it for being close-minded gits.

However, now that Draco had been gone almost a month she began to worry that Harry and Ron's original assessment of her relationship with Draco was correct. He hadn't mentioned resuming their relationship when he returned. She hoped he would want to. Being around him brightened her days in a way she hadn't expected. Just knowing he was around made her feel good, and she couldn't wait to feel that way again.

Sighing loudly, she roused herself from her thoughts and began to clear off her desk. Obviously she was not going to get any work done the rest of this afternoon. Once everything was put away, she decided to skip dinner in the Great Hall and ask one of the elves to bring dinner to her. Although she hated asking the house-elves for any extra service she was just not in the mood for company and consoled herself with the thought that she would leave a few coins on her plate for the elves when they cleaned up after her.


But then you call
Gets me through it all
Everytime I hear you say
Stay my baby


Hermione was just dozing off on her sofa when the sound of the Floo network making a connection to her fireplace woke her up. Sitting up she rubbed her eyes and watched in amazement as Draco, in black trousers and a grey silk shirt stepped through her fireplace and into her small sitting area.

"Draco?" she queried as he made his way over the sofa to sit near her.

"You were expecting someone else?" he smiled. At the sound of his voice Crookshanks made his way into the sitting room, and hopped up to make himself comfortable in Draco's lap. A low chuckle eminated from his throat and turning a wry glance at Hermione, Draco said, "Is the furball the only one who has missed me?"

Tossing aside the blanket she had used to warm herself, Hermione practically jumped into Draco's arms, displacing a disgruntled Crookshanks from his spot. "Oh, I did miss you, but I wasn't sure if you missed me. Your letters were not very informative, you know." Draco hugged her tighter to him.

"I never was a good letter writer. Mum kept me busy, parading me in front of her friends and their daughters. Not to worry though," He continued when he felt her stiffen, "the only woman I want is the one I am with right now." At his words, Hermione melted into his embrace.

"Draco, I love you." She said it simply, no other words necessary to describe how she felt about him.

"And I love you." he replied. knowing that there was not anywhere else he wanted to be and no one else he wanted to be with. Both fell asleep wrapped up in each other, waking only once to make their way to Hermione's bedroom and to make love.

Stay My Baby
Amy Diamond

Summer love isn't meant to be
And it's only a fantasy
It's what everyone's telling me
Stay my baby

Even though it's a little rush
Let me know that you'll keep in touch
If you don't it would hurt too much
Stay my baby

Oohooh Tell me right now
Oohooh How it's going down

Everything will be okey
Everything will be alright
I know that it will go my way
If you stay my baby (stay my baby)
I'm never gonna give you up
I'm never gonna have enough
So now 'til forever
Stay my baby (stay my baby)

Now that I've gone back to school
All I do is think of you
Sitting up here in my room
Going crazy

But then you call
Gets me through it all
Everytime I hear you say
Stay my baby

Stay my baby - Stay my baby (Ohoh ohoh)
Stay my baby - Stay my baby

Tell me right now
How it's going down

Stay my baby (Stay my baby)
Stay my baby (Stay my baby)
Stay my baby
No, I'm never gonna give you up
I'm never gonna have enough
So now 'til forever
Stay my baby
Stay my baby