Left Behind 3: Curses

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Lemons ahead. I Will put "***" before they start so you can read up to that point and imagine a fade out if lemons aren't your thing. Stop reading at the *** if you don't want to read lemons and just go to the next chapter.

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"Do we get to be together?"

Hermione's heart squeezed at the vulnerability she heard in Draco's voice.

"I want all of you," he said quietly. "If I have to have you only in the shadows away from your friends I'll take it. I'd understand if you don't want me around them... but I want all of you. Always Hermione."

"I'm not ashamed of you Draco," she said her head shooting up so she could look at him. "I'm not going to relegate you to the shadows. Right now I am a little ashamed of some of my friends and how they have been acting," she added with a frown.

"They do have the self-righteous gene in flagrant abundance," said Draco with a small chuckle. Hermione smacked him playfully on the shoulder and Draco grabbed hold of her hand and then switched their positions so that he was on top, pinning her beneath him.

Hermione let out a small yelp and then smiled up at him.

He held her wrists captive on either side of her head as he looked down at her.

"God you are so fucking beautiful," he said and bent his head down to kiss her.

Hermione blushed as she answered his kiss. This one was different...slower...soft. She let out a small sigh as she felt it warm her from her fingertips to her toes. He kept kissing her, gentle brushes of lips against her, and then his tongue ran against the seam of her lips. She opened her mouth only to have him pull back and then sweep a gentle kiss on the corner of her mouth.

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Hermione felt herself getting restless. That ache she had felt before was coming back with a vengeance and she wanted to move.

She flexed against Draco's hold and he didn't move. Heat rushed in response. She was trapped beneath him, and while it should have scared her to be in this position she found her body responding because she wanted him.

There was a kind of thrill at being his captive without actually being captive anymore.

Draco shifted as she squirmed and pressed his hips against her pinning her whole body to the mattress.

Hermione swallowed and closed her eyes as she felt his hard length against her pelvis.

She let out a small moan and her body tried to simultaneously move away and get closer. Every movement she made only made her more aware of him and how close he was and how hot and hard that member was against her.

She trembled as he finally gave her the kiss she was aching for, his tongue slipping into her mouth to meet her. She moaned into him. She didn't know kissing could be like this-light her whole body on fire. She wanted more, she wanted faster, harder, but Draco was taking it slow and that only made her body crave each caress more.

"Draco," she said his name like a plea.

"Yes?" he asked and she noted his voice had a rough quality to it that had her body answering with a small clench of muscles deep within her.

"Please," she said not knowing how to ask for what she wanted, not knowing exactly what it was she wanted, only knowing that she wanted more.

"Please what?" he asked and she heard the humor in his voice, a gentle edge that let her know he knew what she meant.