A Bellamort Tale

Part 37

Taking a deep breath, the inexperienced girl carefully reached down and laid her hand on top of it, hearing him groan her name.

"Damn it, Hermione, that's the opposite of what I asked you to do. Like that you're making me spill everything into my pants."

She giggled sheepishly, yet kept her hand there.

"Why don't you just take them off?" Hermione then wondered without meeting his eyes.

Malfoy held his breath, leaning in as he did, then kissed her savagely.

"You really have no idea what you're causing inside of me, love. If you want them off, pull them down, it's your decision. But just now I'll get you out of yours if you don't mind."

She didn't. The very worked up witch even lifted her pelvis into the air to make it easier for him. Draco gulped but took a hold of the waistband and pulled the boxers over her hips then down her legs. He did throw them towards the chair this time and succeeded to hit it, making the girl grin.

"I really love how quickly you learn. It's so new to me after all the time I spent with... Never mind. Your turn. Could you do me a favour and not look at me when I... pull yours down? I feel a little uhm, insecure about how to do those things, so not looking would help a lot." She pleaded.

The young man laughed and nodded.

"I can do that. And to not accidentally look at you, I will just continue to kiss you right here." He exclaimed and returned to caressing her warts again. Switching between them, while he waited for the woman he had been in love with for so long, to pull down his underwear.

"Oh Draco, that feels so good." He heard her cry out when he sucked a little stronger and let his tongue circle her nipple while he at the same time rubbed the other between his fingers.

He groaned into her skin, using his other hand to take a hold of her thigh and pull her against him, his hard on pressing firmly onto her clit.

Hermione moaned again, her lower half suddenly having a will of its own and starting to twitch and push upwards to meet him.

Draco quickly stopped what he was doing and straightened himself to place his lips on hers again.

"Slow down. Let me try to get you a little... fuck, you're already dripping. Damn it, woman, what got you into this state already?"

The witch shrugged.

"Imagination, Anticipation, the mention of writing an essay about tonight... you looking at me the way you do, your... well... your dick being like that because of me..."

"Fuck, you're really killing me here, Granger. I wanted to take my time with you, at least get you close before we would even try. But...oh holy mother of Merlin, I don't think I can wait much longer. I need to, oh shit, yes!"

It happened completely by accident, But as they were grinding on each other, he all of a sudden had slipped into her wet opening, and they both froze immediately in their movements.

"Are you alright? I didn't mean to. Hermione, are you hurting?"

"Just don't stop. I want to feel all of you. It doesn't hurt, it's just... I just need to get used to it, yeah?"

"Okay, slowly. Tell me if something's wrong, okay?"

The young woman only nodded and tightened her hold around him when he started to move. Making gentle shallow moves in the beginning, still afraid he could hurt her, when he felt the girl thrust up and try to take him in deeper.

"Hermione, let me... don't force yourself to do... oh fuck yes, you feel so incredible... oh yes that's it, I'm so close."

She smiled, feeling an unknown satisfaction by being able to get him into that state with just moving the way she did, despite having no experience at all. But the young wizard still had a bit of control left and caught her by her hips to hold her still.

"Please, love, let me take care of you first. Like this."

And then he placed his hand on her mound of venus, laid his thumb on that little nub and began to rub little circles, while he pulled his member out almost completely before thrusting back into her core until he was fully buried into her depth.

"Oh Draco, this is... I... I feel as if... I think I'm about to... oh God, yes!"

Taking the boy completely by surprise with her sudden release, he couldn't hold back any longer and thrusted into her forcefully, worked his length between her tightening walls until he too felt his release being close and tried to pull out.

Hermione narrowed her grasp, holding him so deep inside of her that he thought he would explode in the next second and while he still muttered, "Spell! Protection!" he did. Feeling his cum shoot out of him and into her very core, he roared out his pleasure, making a few more violent thrusts before he just collapsed on top of the witch.

She coughed from the impact but held him even tighter, feeling his quickened breaths slowly calming down.

"I'm sorry!" He whispered.

"Shush, please don't be. Don't spoil this moment by regretting it!"

He lifted his head from her chest and looked into her eyes, while rolling them both onto their sides, slipping out as he did, which made them both moan again.

"I don't regret anything. I apologised for not being able to pull out or at least try to do this spell myself before I, you know, came inside of you!"

"Oh, that's... inconvenient. But too late to change anyway, so please let's not ruin this wonderful moment by having second thoughts or dreading the future. Let's just do that in the morning, okay?"

"I love you, Hermione Granger." He enthused and kissed her lips softly.

"I think I love you too. If not then I am sure I will very soon. Good night, Draco. Thank you for saving my life and for making me feel safe, while I'm in captivity of the dark lord himself."

"Sweet dreams, love!" He replied and pulled her as close as possible to make sure she'd never leave.