If this was a fic, he'd follow her around the castle now trying to get another chance and he'd win it, eventually
If this was a fic, he'd follow her around the castle now trying to get another chance and he'd win it, eventually
He ground his jaw and, annoyed, said, “Yes.”
Hermione removed her touch from his skin, cast a charm over the broken desks and fixed them all at once before leaving the classroom a winner, laughing in her wake.
He ground his jaw and, annoyed, said, “Yes.”
Hermione removed her touch from his skin, cast a charm over the broken desks and fixed them all at once before leaving the classroom a winner, laughing in her wake.
Malfoy ran his tongue over his teeth, humility setting in. He whispered, “That was ungentlemanly of me.”
“Yes, it was.”
“Can we pretend that next time is your first time? I’ll treat you better.”
Malfoy ran his tongue over his teeth, humility setting in. He whispered, “That was ungentlemanly of me.”
“Yes, it was.”
“Can we pretend that next time is your first time? I’ll treat you better.”
He looked down at his lap where his bloodied hand rested. “It's not just blood. It's your blood. This doesn’t mean anything to you?”
He looked down at his lap where his bloodied hand rested. “It's not just blood. It's your blood. This doesn’t mean anything to you?”
Hermione straightened her clothes, buttoned herself back up and cleaned herself down as she stood from the desk. She approached him cautiously and slowly stroked his cheek, claiming his alarmed gaze for a moment.
She hummed.
“What?” He said softly.
Hermione straightened her clothes, buttoned herself back up and cleaned herself down as she stood from the desk. She approached him cautiously and slowly stroked his cheek, claiming his alarmed gaze for a moment.
She hummed.
“What?” He said softly.
“Why would you do that?!” He yelled, keeping his distance.
She shrugged. “I wanted to. Shouldn’t I have?”
“Why would you do that?!” He yelled, keeping his distance.
She shrugged. “I wanted to. Shouldn’t I have?”
At the word, his lips parted and he pulled back, his cock straining for attention more than it had been.
At the word, his lips parted and he pulled back, his cock straining for attention more than it had been.
“Is this–?” Malfoy said, his attitude having been knocked out of place. He lifted his hand to show her the evidence of her unmaking.
“Is this–?” Malfoy said, his attitude having been knocked out of place. He lifted his hand to show her the evidence of her unmaking.
Her blood.
It was already covering his fingers, that fibrous clump, and he stilled. His shoulders lowered and his smile faded.
Her blood.
It was already covering his fingers, that fibrous clump, and he stilled. His shoulders lowered and his smile faded.
“Well are you even going to attempt to make me come?”
“Well are you even going to attempt to make me come?”
“I wouldn’t ask you for anything,” she said, cut off by his hand on her chin squeezing her cheeks as he took another rushed kiss. “Except–”
“I wouldn’t ask you for anything,” she said, cut off by his hand on her chin squeezing her cheeks as he took another rushed kiss. “Except–”
“I don’t recall asking for it this time,” he mumbled, lifting his head to steal a kiss from her lips. Malfoy gripped her hips, his movements quickening, his eyes looking sleepy and seductive.
“So you won’t?”
“I don’t recall asking for it this time,” he mumbled, lifting his head to steal a kiss from her lips. Malfoy gripped her hips, his movements quickening, his eyes looking sleepy and seductive.
“So you won’t?”
“So tomorrow, you won’t think about this. You don’t like this, that’s what you’re saying?”
Faster now, he said, “I can like what you can give me without liking you.”
“So tomorrow, you won’t think about this. You don’t like this, that’s what you’re saying?”
Faster now, he said, “I can like what you can give me without liking you.”
“Nobody goads me as much as you, Granger.”
Hermione tried shifting her hips to encourage him to move inside of her but didn’t accomplish what she needed until she snapped his final straw, saying, “Yeah? I dare say that’s why you like me.”
“Nobody goads me as much as you, Granger.”
Hermione tried shifting her hips to encourage him to move inside of her but didn’t accomplish what she needed until she snapped his final straw, saying, “Yeah? I dare say that’s why you like me.”
“You’re surprising,” she said.
“That isn’t what I asked to hear.”
“It’s the best you’re going to get.”
He laughed at the back of his throat. “Oh you think so?”
“You’re surprising,” she said.
“That isn’t what I asked to hear.”
“It’s the best you’re going to get.”
He laughed at the back of his throat. “Oh you think so?”