Sex and Candy
Title: Sex and Candy
Author: jaded_icy_rose
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex, One Shot, Song Fic
Summary: Draco’s having a hard time keeping Hermione Granger off his mind and she’s not helping. At all.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Characters go to JKR, Song “Sex and Candy” goes to Marcy Playground. All that I own is the plot.
A/N: Here’s another song fic from my challenge to myself! It’s taking me awhile and I’m SOOO sorry to those that requested song fics. You will get your song fic. ^_^
Dedicated to: Anonymous
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair
Who's that casting devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely is a dream
Draco stormed into his room, angry that he had allowed Hermione Granger to annoy him again. What the hell was she doing, looking so perfectly groomed with her stupid hair being tamed? It was supposed to be bushy and frizzy. She wasn’t supposed to have grown into something that he found himself having dreams about. Hermione Granger was supposed to be ugly and turn stupid so that he’d get higher marks than her.
That’s how the world was supposed to be.
If it hadn’t been for those damn test scores. She just had to get better than him on every exam didn’t she? Well, she’d pay and he’d make sure of it. Ripping his cloak off, Draco stormed towards the window that looked into the lake and stared out of it and dropped his cloak on the bed. He pulled off his tie, trying to work through the anger that was still fuming inside of him. As he began to unbutton his shirt, he felt someone’s eyes on him.
Turning around, he saw Hermione Granger sitting in the chair by his desk. Of course, she wasn’t sitting like a proper young lady should seeing as how she was sitting on it with the backing of the chair to her side. She leaned back against the desk as she watched him carefully, a smirk appearing on her face.
“Something catch your tongue, Draco?” She asked, tilting her head to the side. Draco raised a brow, wondering what was wrong with Hermione.
“First of all, how the hell did you get into my private room? I’m a prefect, remember? I get my own room. Second, why the hell are you in my room?” He demanded, crossing his arms over his chest. He suddenly felt as if her eyes were devouring him.
“Well, according to all of our test scores you’re second after me, so I thought you’d have figured it out by now.” She stood up slowly as she started walking towards him. Draco felt his stomach drop as he noticed that her shirt had tightened, specifically around her chest, showing the curves of her breasts. His mouth watered as he glanced down at her legs, the skirt seemed shorter.
“Unfortunately,” He said, clearing his throat, “As a damn know-it-all you’ve been there one step ahead of me so why don’t you just tell me?” Hermione smiled as she walked up to him, reaching out, she took his hand and pulled it away from his body.
“First, I got into your room because I’m a prefect too and I simply told the portrait that I had a message from Professor McGonagall for you. Second, I’m in here because,” She paused and watched Draco’s eyes as she wrapped his arm around her. Seeing his eyes darken, she grinned. “Well I’m here because I’m sick and tired of watching you stare at me in class, making me extremely uncomfortable. And I’m here to do something about it.”
“Oh? And do you actually think I care that I make you uncomfortable?” Draco asked, refusing to let her know that she was affecting him. He groaned mentally as he felt his pants tighten. Hermione raised a brow and shrugged.
“Okay, fine, if you don’t want to.” She murmured, turning to walk away.
Draco grabbed her arm.
“I never said that I wouldn’t do anything.” He growled, slamming his lips against hers as he backed her up against the wall. He heard a soft moan escape her lips when he broke their kiss to catch his breath but before she could say much, his lips were on hers again. Draco pinned her arms up against the wall, wondering what had come over Hermione that had driven her to this. Not that he cared.
Their breathing became irregular as Draco’s lips moved from Hermione’s to her neck as he pulled her tie loose. A shudder raked over her body as she felt his teeth nip at her skin. As his hands ripped her shirt, causing buttons to fly, she moaned as he wrapped his hand around her breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. Their eyes met for only a moment before Draco pulled her away from the wall, letting her hands free.
She kissed him, catching him off guard as he pushed her shirt off of her shoulders. As his arms wrapped around her, she caught his lower lip with her teeth. Draco groaned in pleasure as he laid her back on his bed. Hermione began to unbutton his shirt but he stopped her midway, making a pout appear on her face. His fingers traced up her thigh, he watched her as he pressed his fingers against her underwear, feeling her wet.
Hermione’s eyes fluttered as she felt his finger slip into her and she bit her lower lip as Draco moved his fingers within her warmth. As his thumb flicked across her clit, he pulled her underwear off and pulled her body up against his. They kissed, gently but as she ran her nails along his back the kiss deepened and became heated as he lifted her up, standing her up in front of him.
Standing up beside her, he pinched one of her nipples between two of his fingers as he kissed her, swallowing her moan. He allowed her to unbutton his shirt completely as he hooked his finger into the belt loop of her skirt, pulling her against him roughly. Their chests melded against one another, her breasts pushing up against him. He could feel her heart racing.
He felt her hands move down to the waistline of his pants and he heard the unbuckling of his belt. As she slid his pants and boxers down, she took him into her hand and squeezed, causing Draco’s eyes to roll back as he moaned.
“I want you inside of me, Draco.” She murmured against his lips as she began to stroke him.
He lifted her up, sitting down on his bed he slowly began to lower her onto him. Inch by inch he slid into her and felt her envelope him with warmth. Their moans became one as they kissed and as her nails raked over his shoulders, Draco reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, giving it small tug.
With her neck revealed, Draco nibbled along her neck. Soothing each bite with a kiss, he felt her begin to tighten around him as she moved with him. His thrusts matching her own.
“Tell me you love me, Draco.” She murmured, her hair ticking his face as they kissed one another.
“What? Never.” He muttered, pressing his hand to the small of her back to slow her pace. When she slowed down to an excruciating, almost painful pace, he growled, “Fine. I love you, Granger. Are you fucking happy now?”
She giggled and her pace quickened, Draco felt himself growing closer.
As he felt himself empty within her, Draco woke up, damp with sweat.
Author: jaded_icy_rose
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex, One Shot, Song Fic
Summary: Draco’s having a hard time keeping Hermione Granger off his mind and she’s not helping. At all.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Characters go to JKR, Song “Sex and Candy” goes to Marcy Playground. All that I own is the plot.
A/N: Here’s another song fic from my challenge to myself! It’s taking me awhile and I’m SOOO sorry to those that requested song fics. You will get your song fic. ^_^
Dedicated to: Anonymous
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair
Who's that casting devious stares
In my direction
Mama this surely is a dream
Draco stormed into his room, angry that he had allowed Hermione Granger to annoy him again. What the hell was she doing, looking so perfectly groomed with her stupid hair being tamed? It was supposed to be bushy and frizzy. She wasn’t supposed to have grown into something that he found himself having dreams about. Hermione Granger was supposed to be ugly and turn stupid so that he’d get higher marks than her.
That’s how the world was supposed to be.
If it hadn’t been for those damn test scores. She just had to get better than him on every exam didn’t she? Well, she’d pay and he’d make sure of it. Ripping his cloak off, Draco stormed towards the window that looked into the lake and stared out of it and dropped his cloak on the bed. He pulled off his tie, trying to work through the anger that was still fuming inside of him. As he began to unbutton his shirt, he felt someone’s eyes on him.
Turning around, he saw Hermione Granger sitting in the chair by his desk. Of course, she wasn’t sitting like a proper young lady should seeing as how she was sitting on it with the backing of the chair to her side. She leaned back against the desk as she watched him carefully, a smirk appearing on her face.
“Something catch your tongue, Draco?” She asked, tilting her head to the side. Draco raised a brow, wondering what was wrong with Hermione.
“First of all, how the hell did you get into my private room? I’m a prefect, remember? I get my own room. Second, why the hell are you in my room?” He demanded, crossing his arms over his chest. He suddenly felt as if her eyes were devouring him.
“Well, according to all of our test scores you’re second after me, so I thought you’d have figured it out by now.” She stood up slowly as she started walking towards him. Draco felt his stomach drop as he noticed that her shirt had tightened, specifically around her chest, showing the curves of her breasts. His mouth watered as he glanced down at her legs, the skirt seemed shorter.
“Unfortunately,” He said, clearing his throat, “As a damn know-it-all you’ve been there one step ahead of me so why don’t you just tell me?” Hermione smiled as she walked up to him, reaching out, she took his hand and pulled it away from his body.
“First, I got into your room because I’m a prefect too and I simply told the portrait that I had a message from Professor McGonagall for you. Second, I’m in here because,” She paused and watched Draco’s eyes as she wrapped his arm around her. Seeing his eyes darken, she grinned. “Well I’m here because I’m sick and tired of watching you stare at me in class, making me extremely uncomfortable. And I’m here to do something about it.”
“Oh? And do you actually think I care that I make you uncomfortable?” Draco asked, refusing to let her know that she was affecting him. He groaned mentally as he felt his pants tighten. Hermione raised a brow and shrugged.
“Okay, fine, if you don’t want to.” She murmured, turning to walk away.
Draco grabbed her arm.
“I never said that I wouldn’t do anything.” He growled, slamming his lips against hers as he backed her up against the wall. He heard a soft moan escape her lips when he broke their kiss to catch his breath but before she could say much, his lips were on hers again. Draco pinned her arms up against the wall, wondering what had come over Hermione that had driven her to this. Not that he cared.
Their breathing became irregular as Draco’s lips moved from Hermione’s to her neck as he pulled her tie loose. A shudder raked over her body as she felt his teeth nip at her skin. As his hands ripped her shirt, causing buttons to fly, she moaned as he wrapped his hand around her breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. Their eyes met for only a moment before Draco pulled her away from the wall, letting her hands free.
She kissed him, catching him off guard as he pushed her shirt off of her shoulders. As his arms wrapped around her, she caught his lower lip with her teeth. Draco groaned in pleasure as he laid her back on his bed. Hermione began to unbutton his shirt but he stopped her midway, making a pout appear on her face. His fingers traced up her thigh, he watched her as he pressed his fingers against her underwear, feeling her wet.
Hermione’s eyes fluttered as she felt his finger slip into her and she bit her lower lip as Draco moved his fingers within her warmth. As his thumb flicked across her clit, he pulled her underwear off and pulled her body up against his. They kissed, gently but as she ran her nails along his back the kiss deepened and became heated as he lifted her up, standing her up in front of him.
Standing up beside her, he pinched one of her nipples between two of his fingers as he kissed her, swallowing her moan. He allowed her to unbutton his shirt completely as he hooked his finger into the belt loop of her skirt, pulling her against him roughly. Their chests melded against one another, her breasts pushing up against him. He could feel her heart racing.
He felt her hands move down to the waistline of his pants and he heard the unbuckling of his belt. As she slid his pants and boxers down, she took him into her hand and squeezed, causing Draco’s eyes to roll back as he moaned.
“I want you inside of me, Draco.” She murmured against his lips as she began to stroke him.
He lifted her up, sitting down on his bed he slowly began to lower her onto him. Inch by inch he slid into her and felt her envelope him with warmth. Their moans became one as they kissed and as her nails raked over his shoulders, Draco reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, giving it small tug.
With her neck revealed, Draco nibbled along her neck. Soothing each bite with a kiss, he felt her begin to tighten around him as she moved with him. His thrusts matching her own.
“Tell me you love me, Draco.” She murmured, her hair ticking his face as they kissed one another.
“What? Never.” He muttered, pressing his hand to the small of her back to slow her pace. When she slowed down to an excruciating, almost painful pace, he growled, “Fine. I love you, Granger. Are you fucking happy now?”
She giggled and her pace quickened, Draco felt himself growing closer.
As he felt himself empty within her, Draco woke up, damp with sweat.