Three Month Challenge: After Hours
This is my eighth piece for the_playwitch Three Month Challenge.
Title: After Hours
Prompt: bodyguard ( Prompt Table)
Rating: R
Pairing(s): Draco/Hermione
Genre: Fluff
When: Alternate Universe Seventh Year
Word Count: 580
Warnings: n/a
Summary: Draco and Hermione visiting the library after hours
After Hours
She smiled as she heard the familiar sound of him walking behind her.
"You don't need to come with me," she said. "I'm just going to the library to study."
"You might be going there to study, but your fans are going to watch you," he replied.
Turning, Hermione looked at Draco. "Isn't that what you plan on doing in the library?" She asked.
"Well, yes, but I'm your boyfriend," he said. "It's my job to protect you from those wankers."
"I can protect myself," she stated. "I don't need a bodyguard."
He didn’t reply as they reached the doors of the library.
She opened one of the heavy wooden doors and he followed her inside.
“It’s empty,” he said.
Hermione smiled and led him down the center aisle.
“Where is everyone?”
“It’s Sunday, Draco,” she replied. “The library closes early, you know that.”
“So why are we here?” He asked.
“There’s a book I need,” she replied.
“What about Filch and Madam Pince?”
Hermione stopped walking and turned to look at him. “Scared, Draco?”
“No,” he replied, quickly. “It’s just that there are things I’d rather do with my time than sit through detention.”
“Madam Pince gave me permission to come after hours,” Hermione shrugged. “Filch knows that and he is too afraid of Pince to do anything.”
“So why am I here?” He asked.
“Because you decided I needed a bodyguard,” Hermione smiled.
When they reached the back of the library, Hermione turned right and Draco followed.
“What book are you -”
She silenced him by pushing him up against closest shelf and kissing him.
Draco moaned against her lips as her tongue nudged his lips apart.
“Please tell me you didn’t really come here for a book,” he begged after they parted.
Hermione didn’t reply as her hands began to work the fastening of his trousers, purposely fumbling so her hands brushed his hardening manhood. Once she’d undone them, she knelt before him and tugged his trousers down his knees.
“Hermione,” he groaned as she ran her fingers over the front of his tented boxers.
He groaned again as she freed his manhood and she shushed him.
As she worked him with her hands and then her mouth, he struggled to remain quiet.
He forced her up before he came and pushed her backwards until it was her back against the shelves.
Pressing his lips against hers, he reached under her skirt to pull her knickers down only to find she wasn’t wearing any.
“Surprise,” she whispered against his lips.
He growled as he grabbed one of her legs and forced it up before sliding into her with one swift movement. She clung to him as he moved in and out of her.
They forgot all about being quiet as they reached climax one after the other.
Breathing heavily, he let go of her leg and then he tugged his boxers and trousers up.
Several minutes passed before she spoke, “We should go.”
He nodded and took her hand.
As they walked towards the exit, he breathed deeply, letting the scent of musty old books fill his nose. He paused as he felt a familiar tug at his loins.
“You’ve ruined the library for me,” he said.
She looked at him both hurt and confused.
“Just the scent of old books is going to remind me of what we just did and make me hard,” he told her.
She just smiled and slipped her hand into his.
Title: After Hours
Prompt: bodyguard ( Prompt Table)
Rating: R
Pairing(s): Draco/Hermione
Genre: Fluff
When: Alternate Universe Seventh Year
Word Count: 580
Warnings: n/a
Summary: Draco and Hermione visiting the library after hours
After Hours
She smiled as she heard the familiar sound of him walking behind her.
"You don't need to come with me," she said. "I'm just going to the library to study."
"You might be going there to study, but your fans are going to watch you," he replied.
Turning, Hermione looked at Draco. "Isn't that what you plan on doing in the library?" She asked.
"Well, yes, but I'm your boyfriend," he said. "It's my job to protect you from those wankers."
"I can protect myself," she stated. "I don't need a bodyguard."
He didn’t reply as they reached the doors of the library.
She opened one of the heavy wooden doors and he followed her inside.
“It’s empty,” he said.
Hermione smiled and led him down the center aisle.
“Where is everyone?”
“It’s Sunday, Draco,” she replied. “The library closes early, you know that.”
“So why are we here?” He asked.
“There’s a book I need,” she replied.
“What about Filch and Madam Pince?”
Hermione stopped walking and turned to look at him. “Scared, Draco?”
“No,” he replied, quickly. “It’s just that there are things I’d rather do with my time than sit through detention.”
“Madam Pince gave me permission to come after hours,” Hermione shrugged. “Filch knows that and he is too afraid of Pince to do anything.”
“So why am I here?” He asked.
“Because you decided I needed a bodyguard,” Hermione smiled.
When they reached the back of the library, Hermione turned right and Draco followed.
“What book are you -”
She silenced him by pushing him up against closest shelf and kissing him.
Draco moaned against her lips as her tongue nudged his lips apart.
“Please tell me you didn’t really come here for a book,” he begged after they parted.
Hermione didn’t reply as her hands began to work the fastening of his trousers, purposely fumbling so her hands brushed his hardening manhood. Once she’d undone them, she knelt before him and tugged his trousers down his knees.
“Hermione,” he groaned as she ran her fingers over the front of his tented boxers.
He groaned again as she freed his manhood and she shushed him.
As she worked him with her hands and then her mouth, he struggled to remain quiet.
He forced her up before he came and pushed her backwards until it was her back against the shelves.
Pressing his lips against hers, he reached under her skirt to pull her knickers down only to find she wasn’t wearing any.
“Surprise,” she whispered against his lips.
He growled as he grabbed one of her legs and forced it up before sliding into her with one swift movement. She clung to him as he moved in and out of her.
They forgot all about being quiet as they reached climax one after the other.
Breathing heavily, he let go of her leg and then he tugged his boxers and trousers up.
Several minutes passed before she spoke, “We should go.”
He nodded and took her hand.
As they walked towards the exit, he breathed deeply, letting the scent of musty old books fill his nose. He paused as he felt a familiar tug at his loins.
“You’ve ruined the library for me,” he said.
She looked at him both hurt and confused.
“Just the scent of old books is going to remind me of what we just did and make me hard,” he told her.
She just smiled and slipped her hand into his.