Tonight is the night i'm going to lose my virginity to the one I love. Draco Malfoy. I wanted to wear something special for him, so I decided to wear a dark red lingerie nightie with black lace on the top and bottom of it. It has spaghetti straps and it went to right below my bum. The lace was floral patten, like roses. It was all made of satin and lace. I straighten my hair and pull on a dark red garter with black lace on it. I sit down on the bed and wait for Draco to come back from prefect patrolling.
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A few minutes later, Draco comes through the portrait hole and is coming up the stairs. I cross my legs and bite my lip, placing my hands behind me and puckering my lips into a pout. Draco should like this. The door opens and Draco steps through with a tired sigh. We've been dating for two years, from fourth year to sixth. Ronald Weasley was not my perfect match. Draco was. I smile at him sweetly, innocently.
"What are you wearing?" He asks me slowly.
"Something for you." I reply. "Don't you like it?" I ask nervously.
"Like it?" He ponders the question. "I really like it." Draco replies, stepping closer to me. "Are you sure you want to go this next step Hermione?"
"Yes. I love you, I know that. And I want you to have me, to see every part of me." I reply. "I want you to know every curve of me." I whisper, standing up and walking shyly over to him.
I take one of his hands and lead them to my breasts. He looks into my eyes, kneading my breasts mildly. My mouth opens slightly and my eyes flutter closed as he slowly kneads my breasts. I gasp when I feel my nipples hardening under his palms.
"Look at me." Draco faintly sighs into my ear.
My eyes open, staring directly into his dusky eyes which are dilated with lust. I bite my lip as he slowly slides his hands down my breasts and to my waist. He jerks me forward until I'm flush against his chest. He leans down and captured my lips with his, kissing me with a passionate love that only he can give me. When we pull apart, I look at him with a faint smile.
"Draco?" I whisper to him.
"Hm?" He hums.
"Can you touch me...down there?" I ask with a blush tinting my cheeks.
Draco smirks slightly. "Sure." He replies, seeming happy. "Are you wearing panties?" He asks.
"Yes." I reply.
"Are you wet Hermione?" Draco asks me, leaning in to kiss the side of my neck, right below my left ear, driving me wild.
