The Mask
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,915
Reviews:
11
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Currently Reading:
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The Mask
Note: I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters,nor do I make any profit from these stories, but if I did life would be a lot more interesting...
The Mask
As she stepped into the ballroom she quickly took in the scene around her, witches and wizards garbed in beautiful costumes twirling around the dance floor. Beautiful eerie lights hung overhead making the costumes almost seem real, a beautiful haunting music filled the room. They had certainly gone all out with this years with the Ministry’s Halloween Ball. As she slowly glided through the room she looked for any familiar face. It seems that Ron and Harry had decided to stay home this year with their families and have a smaller less glamorous Halloween, but, seeing as she worked with the ministry she was obligated to go. Glancing around the room she found her eyes drawn towards a single person. He was dressed in all black with bandana covering his hair and a mask covering half his face. All she could make out were his soft sensual looking lips that softly held a grin and a strong jaw. The rest of his outfit was simply a black blouse with the top two buttons undone, black pants and knee high black boots and a silver sword hanging at his waist. He fiercely resembled “The Man in Black” from one of her favourite fairy tales and she found herself smiling softly and wondering if the man was anything like her favourite hero.
He knew someone was looking at him; he slowly looked about the room and stopped dead at the girl across the room. She was so damned... sensual, just looking at her made him want to run his hands all over her and taste her. She was breathtaking in a tight dress that dipped into a “v” dangerously low in the front, almost to her navel and revealing just as much enticing flesh in the back. The combination of her slow movements and lighting made the dress look as if it was almost on fire on her, reds and oranges swirling across her body. Most of her face was covered by a mask of red feathers but what he could make out was most of her plump kissable lips. He wanted to run his hands into the smooth curls piled high above her head and taste her neck. It struck him how quickly this urge hit him, and Draco Malfoy was not a man to deny himself a pleasure of any sorts. Determined to have this lady in red he slowly made his way over to her.
He looked almost predatory as he made his way over to her. The heated glance they had shared already sped her heart up. But watching the way he moved almost made Hermione pant. His long lean body was just so damned... sensual... She wanted to taste and touch every inch of him. And Hermione Granger always went for what she wanted. And this mysterious man was defiantly something she wanted. Wordlessly he took her hand and led her to the dance floor, putting his hand around her waist he pulled her flush against his body, loving the way she felt his muscles through his thin shirt she managed to push herself closer and move in perfect time with him. Her breathing became shallow as she smelt his cologne it almost smelt like the sea. Needing to get closer she leaned in for better access.
He put his hand on her waist and pulled her flush against him, admiring the way her breasts felt against his chest. He slowly ran his hands up and down her body, loving the way her breath got shallow and erratic. He needed to touch her more; her body was so soft and smooth. He wanted her. Badly. She leaned into his neck and her soft breaths and gasps caused him to grind his arousal into her as he turned her in perfect time with the music causing her so softly groan. He slowly leaned down to kiss her neck. Soft kisses up and down and only causing him to want more. In frustration he lightly bit her neck, making her groan louder this time.
She could feel his arousal pushed against her, his teeth on her neck sent need straight to her core. She wanted him. Badly. “I want you.” Was all she said, he paused looked into her eyes and pulled her away from the party. Pulling her down into a darkened hallway he led her into a small sitting room. As soon as the door closed he slammed her against the doorway kissing up and down her neck. Hands running up and down her body. One hand began to play with her nipple as they hardened under his touch while the other slid the top of her gown off. He stopped to admire her bare breasts, full and round. He had to taste them leaning down he sucked on one nipple while fondling the other causing her to hiss and run her fingers into his hair, pushing the bandana off revealing gorgeous blonde hair. Her hands shakily reached down to unbutton and untuck his shirt. Needing to feel him against her and not willing to wait she groaned and ripped the shirt causing buttons to fly everywhere. She ran her fingers across his back loving the feel of his muscles flexing beneath her as he switched to the other nipple. Slowly bringing his head upwards with soft kisses he found the need to mark her as his and bit her shoulder. Sucking on the bite as she writhed beneath him. Her hands found her way down his trousers as she felt how huge and ready he was for her. Grabbing his arousal with her small hand caused him to groan. The first real sound she’d heard from him. It was such a masculine sound it aroused her more than she thought it would. Undoing his pants to get better access she started to stroke him. This only furthered his need for her. Bunching up her skirts he ran his hand slowly up her thigh and found she was not wearing anything underneath but was wet and ready for him. Running his fingers into her folds he fingered her little clit causing her to gasp and moan. Looking into her face seeing part of her mouth parted he realized he had not kissed those plump lips yet. Quickly tearing off her mask he looked into eyes he’d never thought he’d see again. He froze.
“Granger?”
Hermione froze, she knew that voice. Slowly, reaching up and pulling off his mask she stared into the face of Draco Malfoy. Both pausing and realizing where their hands were. They slowly looked into each other’s eyes. Hermione was blushing furiously.
“Oh fuck it” he said.
And kissed her passionately. Hermione opened her eyes wide in
surprise, but the feel of his hands all over her and his kiss immediately distracted her. She began kissing him back with as much passion as he was giving. Running his hands up her thighs he lifted her legs up around his waist. He brought the tip of his cock to the entrance of her pussy. Expecting her to tense he only found that she let out a small mewl. He separated his lips from hers to look her in the eye. Seeing the desire and lack of fear he braced one hand against the door and thrust into her. She let out a cry of pleasure as he choked out a groan.
“Gods you feel so good Hermione” he whispered into her ear.
“Oh my gods Draco fuck me” she whimpered out.
He thrust into her hard and fast, not believing how smooth and tight she felt. Hermione could feel the pressure building. Higher and higher she climbed with Draco pounding into her over and over again until she suddenly saw stars and gasped out his name in her release. Draco could feel her pussy clamping onto him and sucking him into her and he quickly came hard with her calling out her name in one of the most intense orgasms of his life. Draco’s knees gave out as he dropped to the floor with Hermione still tightly wrapped around him. Leaning against the door both panting and coming down from the intense high. As they both caught their breath Draco finally said.
“Hi, by the way”
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This is my first fic so I would love reviews!!
The Mask
As she stepped into the ballroom she quickly took in the scene around her, witches and wizards garbed in beautiful costumes twirling around the dance floor. Beautiful eerie lights hung overhead making the costumes almost seem real, a beautiful haunting music filled the room. They had certainly gone all out with this years with the Ministry’s Halloween Ball. As she slowly glided through the room she looked for any familiar face. It seems that Ron and Harry had decided to stay home this year with their families and have a smaller less glamorous Halloween, but, seeing as she worked with the ministry she was obligated to go. Glancing around the room she found her eyes drawn towards a single person. He was dressed in all black with bandana covering his hair and a mask covering half his face. All she could make out were his soft sensual looking lips that softly held a grin and a strong jaw. The rest of his outfit was simply a black blouse with the top two buttons undone, black pants and knee high black boots and a silver sword hanging at his waist. He fiercely resembled “The Man in Black” from one of her favourite fairy tales and she found herself smiling softly and wondering if the man was anything like her favourite hero.
He knew someone was looking at him; he slowly looked about the room and stopped dead at the girl across the room. She was so damned... sensual, just looking at her made him want to run his hands all over her and taste her. She was breathtaking in a tight dress that dipped into a “v” dangerously low in the front, almost to her navel and revealing just as much enticing flesh in the back. The combination of her slow movements and lighting made the dress look as if it was almost on fire on her, reds and oranges swirling across her body. Most of her face was covered by a mask of red feathers but what he could make out was most of her plump kissable lips. He wanted to run his hands into the smooth curls piled high above her head and taste her neck. It struck him how quickly this urge hit him, and Draco Malfoy was not a man to deny himself a pleasure of any sorts. Determined to have this lady in red he slowly made his way over to her.
He looked almost predatory as he made his way over to her. The heated glance they had shared already sped her heart up. But watching the way he moved almost made Hermione pant. His long lean body was just so damned... sensual... She wanted to taste and touch every inch of him. And Hermione Granger always went for what she wanted. And this mysterious man was defiantly something she wanted. Wordlessly he took her hand and led her to the dance floor, putting his hand around her waist he pulled her flush against his body, loving the way she felt his muscles through his thin shirt she managed to push herself closer and move in perfect time with him. Her breathing became shallow as she smelt his cologne it almost smelt like the sea. Needing to get closer she leaned in for better access.
He put his hand on her waist and pulled her flush against him, admiring the way her breasts felt against his chest. He slowly ran his hands up and down her body, loving the way her breath got shallow and erratic. He needed to touch her more; her body was so soft and smooth. He wanted her. Badly. She leaned into his neck and her soft breaths and gasps caused him to grind his arousal into her as he turned her in perfect time with the music causing her so softly groan. He slowly leaned down to kiss her neck. Soft kisses up and down and only causing him to want more. In frustration he lightly bit her neck, making her groan louder this time.
She could feel his arousal pushed against her, his teeth on her neck sent need straight to her core. She wanted him. Badly. “I want you.” Was all she said, he paused looked into her eyes and pulled her away from the party. Pulling her down into a darkened hallway he led her into a small sitting room. As soon as the door closed he slammed her against the doorway kissing up and down her neck. Hands running up and down her body. One hand began to play with her nipple as they hardened under his touch while the other slid the top of her gown off. He stopped to admire her bare breasts, full and round. He had to taste them leaning down he sucked on one nipple while fondling the other causing her to hiss and run her fingers into his hair, pushing the bandana off revealing gorgeous blonde hair. Her hands shakily reached down to unbutton and untuck his shirt. Needing to feel him against her and not willing to wait she groaned and ripped the shirt causing buttons to fly everywhere. She ran her fingers across his back loving the feel of his muscles flexing beneath her as he switched to the other nipple. Slowly bringing his head upwards with soft kisses he found the need to mark her as his and bit her shoulder. Sucking on the bite as she writhed beneath him. Her hands found her way down his trousers as she felt how huge and ready he was for her. Grabbing his arousal with her small hand caused him to groan. The first real sound she’d heard from him. It was such a masculine sound it aroused her more than she thought it would. Undoing his pants to get better access she started to stroke him. This only furthered his need for her. Bunching up her skirts he ran his hand slowly up her thigh and found she was not wearing anything underneath but was wet and ready for him. Running his fingers into her folds he fingered her little clit causing her to gasp and moan. Looking into her face seeing part of her mouth parted he realized he had not kissed those plump lips yet. Quickly tearing off her mask he looked into eyes he’d never thought he’d see again. He froze.
“Granger?”
Hermione froze, she knew that voice. Slowly, reaching up and pulling off his mask she stared into the face of Draco Malfoy. Both pausing and realizing where their hands were. They slowly looked into each other’s eyes. Hermione was blushing furiously.
“Oh fuck it” he said.
And kissed her passionately. Hermione opened her eyes wide in
surprise, but the feel of his hands all over her and his kiss immediately distracted her. She began kissing him back with as much passion as he was giving. Running his hands up her thighs he lifted her legs up around his waist. He brought the tip of his cock to the entrance of her pussy. Expecting her to tense he only found that she let out a small mewl. He separated his lips from hers to look her in the eye. Seeing the desire and lack of fear he braced one hand against the door and thrust into her. She let out a cry of pleasure as he choked out a groan.
“Gods you feel so good Hermione” he whispered into her ear.
“Oh my gods Draco fuck me” she whimpered out.
He thrust into her hard and fast, not believing how smooth and tight she felt. Hermione could feel the pressure building. Higher and higher she climbed with Draco pounding into her over and over again until she suddenly saw stars and gasped out his name in her release. Draco could feel her pussy clamping onto him and sucking him into her and he quickly came hard with her calling out her name in one of the most intense orgasms of his life. Draco’s knees gave out as he dropped to the floor with Hermione still tightly wrapped around him. Leaning against the door both panting and coming down from the intense high. As they both caught their breath Draco finally said.
“Hi, by the way”
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This is my first fic so I would love reviews!!