Dramione Smut-Book

Killer Rebounds pt. 2

Draco

          After kissing Hermione behind Astoria's back, I realized that our relationship was built on a foundation of lies. So the next time I see Hermione or Astoria, I'm going to tell each one how I feel about the other. This needs to be said because I don't know how much longer I can deal with Astoria and her uptightness. Hermione is a lot more relaxed and loving and would love Scorpius much more then Astoria ever could and her Pureblood traditions. You see, Pureblood families like Astoria, Scorpius, and I the mother and father are supposed to love the child less if he isn't perfect. Scorpius has his little flaws like any other child does. I've near perfected my flaws to get more love from my father. But I haven't been playing by the rules. I love Scorpius to wits end and that's not something that will ever dim even if he had told me that he hated my guts; like I do with my father. Astoria on the other hand, pulled away the instant Scorpius started crying after being birthed. She told him he was 'faulty' 'flawed' 'ugly' she didn't want to own up to it that she had a son. Astoria only fakes it in public so she doesn't get a bad reputation from other people. Like she already has one because she married me. The DeathEater, Hogwarts school bully, and in love  with Hermione Granger. Just as I was walking out of my study, Hermione bumps into me.

"Sorry." She apologized as quickly as she could.

"It's alright Hermione, you don't need to be so worried here." I reply, rubbing her shoulder where she hit me. "There's something that I've got to tell you."

Hermione raises an eyebrow. "You do don't you?" She ponders. "About last night?" She asks.

"Very much about last night." I reply.

"Follow me to one of the tea rooms that rarely gets used anymore. It's the one where all of the DeathEater meetings took place, but I don't hold that against the room." I inwardly shudder at the thought. But I really don't hold those meetings against the room.

         Hermione follows silently, looking at all of the pictures watching us with disdain and disgust. They know who she is. And they want her out of there. Now. Hermione keeps her shoulders straight and her back turned from any pictures that could potentially hurt her feelings. She knows how to handle herself. And she knows that if they called her a single word, she would hex the portrait until it was on fire. We enter a dark and dank room, barely touched since the meetings. I sit down on the head chair and Hermione sat near me. Hermione had something in her eyes. And it wasn't fear. It was lust.

"So what did you want to talk about?" Hermione asks me.

"I know that I love you. I want to have sex with you. And I want to marry you." I reply slowly.

Hermione sits in shock. But something overwhelms her. "I love you too." Se blurts out. "I also want to have sex with you. And marrying you would be the highlight of my life." She finished in rapid fire. "It took me seventh year at Hogwarts to realize it. But I thought it was love for Ron."

I smile faintly. This isn't something I anticipated. "Do you want me right now?" I ask her, already feeling a boner in my pants.

Hermione blushes but nods. "I'm not a virgin so please don't go gentle. I like it a little rough." Hermione replies.

I smirk. "That's something I can do for you, love." I respond.

"Do it." Hermione says.

"You want my cock? You dirty girl." I say, falling into a facade. I love dirty talk.

         Hermione stands up and slowly undoes her buttons on her blouse. Slowly letting it fall to the floor, showing off her D cup bra. Hermione teasingly fixes her straps on her bra before turning around and unbuttoning her jeans, letting then fall around her hips. She slides them slowly, bending down as far as she could go, showing off her ass, as she slides her jeans off of her body. I whistle at her to make her blush like crazy. I have her come to me with my index finger. She comes to me willingly, sliding into my lap, grinding her pussy against my hard on. I grunt and smack the side of her ass. She moans and grinds harder.

"You like it when I spank you don't you baby girl?" I ask Hermione.

"Yes...Daddy?" She says uncertainly.

"How'd you know that was my kink baby girl?" I ask, Hermione who had stopped grinding, turned around and slipped off her bra and underwear. 

"Daddy can you eat me out?" She asks me.

"Of course baby girl." I respond.  "Get on the table." I command.

         Hermione sits down on the table, leaning back and placing her feet on my shoulders. Her knees are swung outward so her pussy is showing rather boldly in front of me. I lick my lips. She's already so wet.  I bend low to lick her juices from her core. Hermione arches her back and moans loudly.

Hermione

      As soon as Draco bent down to lick my core, I moaned loudly. It felt so good. Ron had never done anything like that before. He'd never even touch me. Yet he wanted blow jobs and he's asked me to rim him a couple of times. I shudder at the thought. But I shudder harder when Draco fingers my clit.

"Oh fuck!" I whine.

I feel a hard spank to my inner thigh. "Don't use that language little minx."

      Draco stands up and pushes himself into me full force. I moan at the feeling. I haven't had sex in forever. Draco pounds furiously into me. I'm so wet that every time he enters me it leaves a sucking sound. I moan loudly and grind my hips faster in rhythm with his furious pounding. He pulls out an cums all over my womanhood, making me moan loudly. I cum, drizzling it down the table.

"Amazing." I pant.

"Yes. But now I've got to tell Astoria that we love each other." He responds gravely.

"You don't need to." Came Astoria's saddened voice. "I'm moving out tomorrow." She snaps and walks away.

"Did she just watch us have sex?" I ask nervously.

"Yes. Does that excite you?" He asks me with a raised eyebrow.

I blush. "Yes." I reply sturdily.

"Let's take this to my bedroom?" He asks.

"Yes." I reply.

Draco picks me up and carried me to his bedroom, where Astoria is no longer staying,