Obliviate

Chapter Fifteen | Fire and Ice

Together, they moved their lips in unison - both trying to dominate the other as they battled for power in their pleasurable pursuit.

Two entirely different worlds clashed together, and wherever they touched one another, they caused earthquakes. Tsunamis. Destruction in their wake.

They weren't gentle with one another - no.

Subtle moans escaped their lips as they moaned into each other's kiss, too afraid that if they parted - even for a split second - the world would come crashing down on them. Revealing the true nature of their actions.

Draco's hands freely slithered down Hermione's body, igniting every one of her nerves as they grasped, twisted, or caressed her skin. Like a snake, Malfoy had finally sized Hermione up - and had now made his first move into completely consuming her.

She threw her head back in pleasure, allowing access for Draco to hungrily plant kisses down her neck and onto her collarbones, nipping and sucking as he went up and down the sensitive parts of her skin.

His breath was like fire. And it burned. It burned so beautifully. Hermione relished in each kiss, savouring it like it would be the last.

Whatever hate they had for each other - it had to come out somehow.

Draco used his tongue, tactically running it along Hermione's throat, up to her earlobes and down to her collarbones. Everywhere he kissed, he did it hungrily.

"Fuck," she moaned into his hair, letting her small hands travel aimlessly along Draco's muscles. They flexed at her touch, as if responding to her.

He groaned into her neck, quickly pulling his head back up to hers. They searched each other's eyes for a moment before Hermione took the nape of his neck in her hands and pulled his lips into hers.

Suddenly, his hands slid down her body, wrapping his long and cold fingers underneath her thighs. Draco pulled Hermione into the air, as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He picked her up so effortlessly - like she were only a feather.

He used the opportunity to walk Hermione over to her bed, throwing her down with force as he looked down on her, ravenously watching her.

Her head barely missed the headboard as she collided with the mattress.

Hermione reached out to him, tugging aggressively at his collar and pulling him back down to her level as he slipped in between her legs. Their lips collided once more, opening their mouths as they kissed, allowing their tongues access to each other's mouths.

Hermione's nimble fingers fought against the black buttons on Draco's shirt as they refused to open for her. Her mind was running wild with lust, and nothing was holding her back.

She suddenly ripped his shirt open, revealing his chest. The buttons pinged into the air with each tear, flying away into the bedroom and bouncing off the floors and walls.

On his chest, there was a scar. Big enough to notice, but not small enough to dismiss. Her eyes lingered for a moment as she gently ran her fingertips against his skin.

For a moment, they were gentle with one-another.

The hunger took over them the instant Hermione's big, brown eyes connected with Draco's. They both panted for air as they kissed each other, their hot breaths burning each other's skin.

They were burning together. As if in hell.

"Hermione..." Draco mumbled against her skin as he kissed her down her throat, his large hands palming at her breasts.