Dramione Smut-Book

Complete Trust

Hermione
"Harry Potter is dead!" Voldemort hissed.
"No! No!" Ginny screams, lost in her self-pity.
Draco looks forlorn. "No," he whispers to himself. "That can't be,"
I look back at him and he looks at me with pleading. "Stay with me?" He asks me suddenly.
"Yes," I nod my head, tears running down my cheeks. Tears about Ron saying thay kiss was a mistake. That I was a mistake. Tears about Harry dyeing. I just need someone to hold me. Even of that proves to be the enemy.
I turn my head and burrow it into hid chest, sobbing to my hearts content. Draco wraps his arms around me as well. I have to trust him. I just have too. I wrap my tiny hands around his neck and sob. He just clenches his jaw and hugs me back while Ron looks on with disgust. That's it. Our friendship is over just because I made a new one. I feel myself being apparate away and I just don't care. We land in then remains of the ROR. We gently lets go of me and looks on into my powerful chocolate eyes. A feeling overwhelms me. It's want. I want Draco Malfoy. And I plan on getting him.
I lean in and press a gentle kiss on his soft lips, feeling the innocence behind them. I can taste his toothpaste. I can taste him. And I like it. I feel his arms circle around my waist, squeezing me to him.
"I'm sorry," he whispers when we part. "For everything,"
I shake my head. "Just make love to me," I whisper, wrapping my frail arms around his waist and feel Draco gently set me down on a bed that just appeared.
I lift my arms and allow him to pull my shirt over my head, exposing my dirty white bra. He then slides off my pants and panties. Already sliding his off as well as his boxers. His long but skinny cock springs free and he rubs it against me.
"Are you sure?" He asks me.
"Draco, I have complete trust in you," I respond.
And that's when I feel his cock enter mine. I moan loudly at the friction ad he starts pounding mercilessly against me.

Part two?