Hermione leaned back into Draco, leaning her head against his chest. Her skin was electrified where his fingertips touched her. He began to place feather light kisses down the side of her neck and she felt goosebumps erupt across her entire body.
"Let me distract you, kitten." he whispered between kisses. She let out an involuntary moan in response and he chuckled. The low vibrations of his voice only amplified her feelings.
"And how do you plan to do that?" She asked in a breathy whisper. Draco chuckled again and ran his fingers along her collarbone. "I can think of a few ways."
After another involuntary moan Hermione asked excitidly "Like.. Like in the bedroom?"
"hmmm." he said, as he walked around to stand in front of her. Stroking his chin with his thumb he looked down at her and the darkness in his eyes made her shiver again. "How about right here?"
She bit her lip but couldn't help the smile that lit up her face as she looked up at him. He cupped her cheek and got down on one knee in front of her. This left his face about level with her chest, an arrangement he was quite happy with. Meanwhile her heart was beating out of her chest. Seeing the man she loved down on one knee was doing unexpected things to her brain and to her heart. She tried to push that from her mind and just enjoy having him so close. She leaned into his hand and scooted closer to the edge of the chair, leaning down to bring her face closer to his. He took the hint, sliding his hand down to circle her neck he pulled her closer, crashing their lips together.
Still those fireworks
Draco could feel how fast Hermione's heart was beating and knew she needed him as much as he needed her, could also feel her smiling against his lips. He felt as if he was floating. Maybe it was that massive nap he thought. She was reaching for the hem of his shirt so he began working on the buttons of her blouse. He thoroughly enjoyed these type of shirts on her. And off of her. She let out an adorable grunt when she couldn't pull his shirt up any further but he ignored her, savoring each button. Once finished he pushed the shirt off her shoulders as she wiggled out of it. He kissed her neck as he pulled his shirt off and went strait to work on her trousers, finding the zipper on the side and sliding them down easily. He gazed down at her and growled at the sight of her spread out for him in her chair. She had her legs open and he could hardly take his eyes off of her delicate black thong. He slid his hands up her thighs and up to her hips. He slid her underwear down and when he met her eye he smirked. She had her bra off before her panties hit the ground and he growled again which caused her to moan.
"Oh love, look at that pussy." he said as he let his eyes fall back to the object of his desire. He slid one hand slowly up and down her thigh as he used the other to slid a finger up and down through her folds. "So pretty." He said with adoration in his voice. "So wet"
Their eyes met again and Hermione moaned from the tension, letting her head fall back onto the chair. "Please." She moaned again as he brushed her clit "Draco."
Draco grunted and obliged, sinking in his middle finger as far as it would go. Her mouth fell open and her hips lifted off of the chair. He pulled his finger out and slid two back in getting a whimper out of her. He chuckled again but his cock twitched as he saw a bit of wetness slide out and down his fingers. "Someones enjoying herself." Before Hermione could give him some witty remark he began kissing up her thigh before reaching her clit. He licked her clit at the same pace that he pumped his fingers in and out of her. The tightness in his own pants growing with each of the sounds she made. He slid his fingers out of her and began undoing his belt. By the time that Hermione was mewing for his cock he was ready to slide into her.
Hermione couldn't form enough coherent thought to do anything more than wrap her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his hips, couldn't control the sounds coming out of her mouth. One of Draco's hands was behind her head, fingers tangled in her fair and his other hand gripped the side of the chair for dear life as he pounded into her. It was an incredibly odd position to keep his body in but he knew they were both pretty close already.
