Please Me (Dramione)

Part 2

Summary:

Hermione has been sexually frustrated forever and just yesterday she had the best sex of her life. Draco had done what he wanted. Today, she's going to make things equal. One slap left and some dominating sex.

Notes:

Bottom Draco was requested. Here it is. For those of you that wanted to know their age details: Hermione and Draco are both 18 years old. I wanted the Hogwarts setting without them being minors. Think of it like 8th year but without the war or Voldemort having happened. So it's a normal school year. Harry and Ron exist but since this is a smut story, I am not going to go into any details about any of that. Enjoy!
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Draco woke up this morning feeling marvelous. His body was satisfied. His mind wasn't. His mind was running the statistics of today. Granger wants to make things equal or at least that's what she said yesterday. He wants her to come. All those months of tension weren't the least bit satisfied in one night. He wants her again. Yesterday, he took a shot in the dark by approaching her. Today, it's her turn.

He went to the Great Hall for breakfast and came back to his room. Granger wasn't there when he went but he had only stayed for a bit, packing the food to eat in his room.

He spent most of the afternoon reading and trying to pass time. At exactly 6 pm, he heard a knock on the door. Draco jumped off the sofa and opened it immediately.

"Granger," he greeted.

She didn't reply, simply waited for him to let her in. She was wearing a simple brown coat, her legs were bare, her feet dressed in black pencil heels. He opened the door further for her to enter. She went in and sat on the sofa in the exact spot he was. Draco shut the door and locked it. He walked over to her. She took off her coat.

"Put it away." She handed him the coat. He doesn't know what's happening but he's eager to see what she does. He left to hang it on the built-in hooks near the door. He came back and stood in front of her. She's beautiful. He realized this months ago and he's surprised to see that he still thinks so after having slept with her. Her slap and the last thing she said to him before leaving kept him up till morning. He had gotten about 3 hours of sleep.

"Take off your shirt."

He loves it when she's bossy. It turns him on. Draco unbuttons the navy blue shirt he wore, slowly, to give her a show.

She moans.

Oh how he loves that moan. It makes his hair stand on edge. He's sure his erection can be seen through his pants but he won't look down when he has such a magnificent sight in front of him.

She gets up and pushes him to stand farther away. She opens the bow that was knotted to keep the coat closed. Slowly. Enticingly. She opens the flaps and slides the coat off her arms. She's not wearing anything. No underwear. No bra. Nothing. Except her black heels. Simple but effective based on the pain Draco's feeling in his pants due to his cock being so hard.

He takes in her sight. She lets him.

Then she walks toward him. Puts both her hands on his chest. She rubs them up till his neck and feels his chest. It feels wonderful. She kisses his neck and moves up to his ear. She nibbles on it.

"Don't make me punish you. There's no safe word today. Just me. And I'll stop whenever I want." She dragged out the 'I' for emphasis.

He groans at her words. She knows exactly how to tempt him.

"Ok," he says.

"Yes, Hermione." She corrects him with such dominance, he would make mistakes on purpose to hear her correct him.