When Hermione Fights

No rest with Draco and the Twins

Chapter beta: Dani, my treasure

Chapter translator: Aivy, (Sophie)

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Amazingly, everyone was already up when I ran down the stairs and heard them pottering around noisily in the kitchen. What were they cooking up? I hadn't thought Draco could and would get used to the Twins that fast, but I would say he liked them.

Terrifying knowledge! But I even thought that they had the same jarring, weird humor, and that united them.

When I was doing my laps again as usual, I shook my head morosely, because I did not understand that they all left me here as if it would not be good for them to run a bit, too.

I was curious about what we would do today and so I climbed into the shower chilled through and enjoyed the warm water running down my body and warming me from the outside, the hot steam spreading throughout the room.

Completely unexpected, since all sounds were whitewashed by the noise of the water, I felt strong arms sneaking around me from behind and hands firmly embracing my breasts, beginning to gently knead them, massage them, and suddenly a naked male body pressed close to mine so that I could feel his impressive arousal above my butt. An exhilarating shiver ran through me and my head sank back until it rested against his chest. I gave myself to the pleasure brought down on me by those hands and sighed happily.

"Oh, George, that's good ... go on!" I moaned. The until now tenderly caressing hands suddenly pinched me painfully into my steeply erect nipples and I hissed loudly in indignation.

"Don't ... my Mudblood, don't try to annoy me!" he begged breathlessly, nibbling on my ear now and biting my earlobe playfully from time to time.

"Oh, it's you, Draco, sorry ..." I giggled jauntily, interrupted by a slight moan.

"Three pranksters you are," he whispered hoarsely, nuzzling my neck with an arousing play of his tongue and teeth, his resourceful, agile fingers wandering and stroking my entire body until they came to where I was needing them the most.

When he arrived at the little mound which gave me the greatest pleasure, zipping and rubbing the nub with his fingers, I could no longer suppress a groan.

"Ahrrr, Draco, faster ...!" I ordered, since I really wanted it fast. "Come to me now..."

"So impatient, darling!" he teased, nibbling lightly on my shoulder. "But well, we have a lot to do today!" he generously agreed with my request, stroking his hands back over my hips. I immediately supported myself on the tiled wall with my hands and could feel him lifting my buttocks, pulling them apart and positioning himself behind me.

I stretched out to meet him expectantly already ready for him in the fullest, I wanted to feel him again. The quick foreplay had been enough to stoke my desire because of that I was terribly aroused. I loved being taken by him, he was a good lover, very tender, but also so passionate, a good mix.

He pushed into me and I cried out softly. He, too, groaned slightly. When he had sunk into me to the hilt, he paused for a moment while the warm water splashed down on us.

"You feel so good, Hermione," he kissed my neck again. I could feel the water running over my sensitive body, which fueled my arousal even more and caused me to tremble impatiently, as I could hardly wait for him to move and so I whimpered in frustration.

Eventually, he grabbed my hips tightly, and then finally we started to move in a fast, rigorous rhythm. Feeling him so big and firm inside me, was exactly what I wanted. I had to brace myself against the wall to resist him and withstand his strong, determined thrusts. The slapping sound of our bare, wet bodies echoed in the small bathroom, as did our mutual breathless gasps and moans as we approached our climax.