A Bellamort Tale

Part 36

They both squeezed their eyes shut when his crotch collided with hers, the sweet sensation making them want to squeal.

And then he didn't hesitate any longer and pressed his lips onto hers, holding her arms with just one hand so he could use the now free one to caress the skin of her arms. From there he let his fingers wander up and over her shoulder then down her back until he reached the hem of the shirt Hermione was wearing and grabbed it reluctantly.

The agitated witch looked at him when she felt him waver and gave her permission.

"It's okay, I already told you that I want to be yours."

Letting her arms go completely, he used both his hands to pull up her shirt and after carefully lifting it over her head, he tossed it across the room. Seeing Hermione's disapproval, he sighed and picked up his wand to levitate it to the back of a chair.

"You make me fall for you more and more, you know?" She hummed as he turned back to her.

He grinned mischievously as he got very close to her ear and whispered.

"Maybe I'll even let you write an essay with more than twenty inches length, about the pros and cons of giving yourself to me, including a list ranking from high to low according to the reasons people have sex at all. How would you feel about that?"

"Stop making fun of me! I am not that pathetic. What about contraception? Would that be part of the essay? Because then I would need a book about that as I never took much time to read about it, thinking I wouldn't need it until after the war. But..." She stopped, becoming aware that she indeed didn't know the spells or potions wizards used for that. She knew about those things in the muggle world but there was no way she could get any condoms here in the nowhere of Malfoy Manor.

Malfoy laughed at her as he started to kiss along her jaw to her throat.

"So, I actually found something the great Hermione Granger doesn't know. I am shocked that you even want me to take your virginity without the knowledge of how to not get pregnant. But to soothe you, I 'do' know the spell. Though you should be the one doing it. It's similar to some other spells pureblood women just know how to do. Like attending to a baby's needs, helping women to give birth, stuff like that. It's more difficult for a wizard than it is for a witch. Wizards have hardly any talent for those spells."

"Draco? You are aware that you said, pureblood women. So I don't have that natural perception like your mum or your aunt, right?" The girl half gasped half moaned, as he was now sucking on the side of her neck.

"Nonsens. In fact, I asked Miss Burbage that," he paused and swallowed heavily, remembering how she had died and what had happened to her corpse. "Well, she told me, that it's true that women are more capable of those spells because of their hormones and the chemical reactions inside of them. That's the only difference. Pureblood women seem to be more capable because they have the chance to do that as little girls while watching their mums because even if they still have the trace on them, they're always surrounded by people doing magic and therefore nobody takes any actions when there's some spell done by them as it could be their mother or another grown up. I truly believe that 'you' are more capable of many of those than half the Slytherin girls our age."

Hermione beamed at him.

"Let's hope you're right about that. Because I have no intention to stop this!"

She gazed down at him, their eyes connecting instantly.

The young woman cupped his face as she muttered.

"I really like what you do, Draco. Show me how to make you feel the same you cause inside of me, please. I... oh shit, that's... oh yes, I... oh please..."

He had ignored her request and instead cupped his lips over one of her areolas and began to caress and suck on her wart. The very strong reaction though overwhelmed him quite a lot and he could feel his erection twitch when he heard her moan.

He inhaled sharply as she then stroked along his chest with her hands and over his shoulders to his back, letting them slide down to the waistband of his boxers, where she hesitated shortly, then placed both hands on his buttocks and pulled him tauter.

"Woah, slow down a bit, love. You can't imagine how many times I've imagined this moment! If you do things like just now, I have a really hard time holding back. And I want you to enjoy this as much as I will, Hermione."

"As far as I've heard, the first time won't be all that pleasant. So, just don't think too much about that and just do what you want to do. I am sure there will be another time when we can both..."

He didn't let her finish.

"Whoever told you that nonsense, simply had their first time with some guy who either didn't know what he was doing or didn't even care. I know that it might hurt, though I also know for some girls it didn't at all. Let's just... I don't know, see where it's going. But I swear to do my best to make you cum before I will even try to... well use my dick."

He glared down to his protruding erection and she followed his gaze, her cheeks blushing as she saw the bulging fabric of his boxer shorts. She had never been so eager to have a look at a guy's penis, had even felt rather ashamed when that short kiss with Ron last year, had made him become hard and she had quickly pulled away, trying to pretend it never happened.