Fic: Sweet Release (1/1) *NC17* D/Hr
TITLE: Sweet Release
Author: Fiona (redwitchire@yahoo.co.uk)
Disclaimer: All things HARRY POTTER belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury and a whole load of other people that aren’t me. (Sigh) I’m just borrowing them.
Pairing D/HR Rating: NC17
Spoilers: Post Hogwarts, but events in Books 1-5 maybe mentioned.
Feedback: Please, if you have the time to leave some.
Summery: None really, just a PWP based on the request at the end.
The fire crackled and sparked, illuminating the large ornate fireplace, spreading out its light and warmth over the room. It was the only source of light in the large room, bathing it in orange and gold.
Of course none of this mattered to the couple, whose naked bodies lay entwined on the rug in front of the fire. A thin sheen of sweat covered both, and an almost empty bottle of chocolate sauce lay on the ground beside them.
Hermione’s laugh turned into a breathy moan as Draco licked the chocolate from her nipple. He swirled his tongue around, lapping all the sweet before drawing the taut peak into his mouth and sucking on it hard.
She tightened her hands in his hair, holding him against her breast. Draco slid a muscular thigh between her legs, pressing it against her wet sex. She moved his hips, riding his thigh slowly as he moved from one nipple to the other, making sure all the chocolate was gone.
“MMM tasty Granger,” he smirked, smacking his lips. “Where else are you tasty?”
“This was definitely one of my better ideas,” he murmured against her skin as he began moving his way down her body, licking and sucking the rest of the chocolate sauce from her, “to think we could be at some boring Ministry thing where the only excitement would be some lewd joke in a Christmas cracker bought from the Weasel twins.”
“It’s not some boring Ministry thing… oh Merlin yes there Draco, it’s the annual Christmas, oh yes…yes… Christmas Party,” she groaned as his tongue swirled around her inner thigh.
Draco manoeuvred her onto her back and gently spread her very willing legs.
Hermione looked down at his blond head between her legs.
“So love,” he began, bringing his hand up and parting the lips of her sex, “you would rather be there,” he took one slow lick of her pussy, “than have my very talented tongue buried in your pussy,” and with that he closed his mouth over her clit and sucked.
“Oh sweet Morgana,” cried out Hermione as said *very* talented tongue worked it’s way inside her. “Around Draco,” she gasped, “want…oh yes… want to taste you.”
A frantic minute later, Draco lay on his back with Hermione on top of him. She manoeuvred her sex over his face as she stroked his cock. He wasted no time in continuing what he had been doing. Hermione rang her tongue up and down every inch; catching the remainder of the chocolate she had smeared him with earlier that evening.
She wrapped her hand around the base and jerked him as she swirled her tongue around the swollen head, lapping up the pre-cum leaking from it.
Draco moaned against her pussy, sending vibrations through her sex. Straightening his tongue he started fucking her with it, just as Hermione took him deep in her mouth.
Two fingers joined his tongue inside her and soon she was pushing back against him as his cock slid in and out her mouth.
“Draco,” she groaned, the word and sound muffled.
His hand began massaging her ass as his fingers and tongue fucked her harder.
His cock slipped from her mouth and she stroked it hard and fast as she drew closer and closer to her release. Her loud pants and gasps filled the room, echoing around.
Draco curled his fingers inside her and with one final thrust of his tongue, his lioness came hard drenching his hand and face. He greedily drank down her orgasm.
Boneless Hermione slipped to the side, lying on her back and breathing hard. “Damned talented tongue,” she murmured.
Draco covered her body with his, his cock bobbing against her thigh. “Wait till you see how talented I am with my *wand*,” he grinned. Reaching between them he grabbed hold of his cock and slowly guided himself inside her. She was so wet and her inner muscles sucked his cock in.
He grabbed her hands and linking his fingers through hers and then holding the arms above her head began slowly moving in and out of her. The flames from the fire silhouetted their forms onto the walls and high ceiling.
Lower his head he captured her lips and the kissed slowly, their tongues in synch with the movements of their lower bodies. Mouths still joined Draco released her hands, moved onto his knees and pulled Hermione with him.
She groaned loudly as he sank deeper inside her.
“Do it,” he whispered.
Smirking at him Hermione leaned back on her hands and began sliding up and down on his cock.
“Magnificent,” groaned Draco as he watched her ride him, the light from the fire playing across her skin. “Oh Merlin,” he groaned as she tightened her pussy around him, “that’s it Hermione, harder love.” He moved his hips thrusting up into her as she slid down.
She threw her head back as she moved harder and faster, grinding her clit against him each time she slammed down. “Oh Goddess,” she groaned.
With a growl Draco grabbed her hips and with his cock still buried in her turned her around onto her hands and knees and began pumping into her from behind. His hands moved to his breasts squeezing and caressing them.
Hermione rose up on her knees, linking an arm around Draco‘s neck. She could feel his hot breath against her ear as he grunted and panted as they fucked harder and harder. Grabbing one of his hands from her breast she linked her fingers through his and brought their joined hands to her pussy, both sets of fingers rubbed and pinched her clit.
“Are you ready love,” he groaned against her sweaty neck, “are you ready to come?”
“Merlin yes Draco,” she groaned.
He once again pushed her onto her hands and covered her with his body, his hips pumping as he moved harder and faster as his fingers manipulated her clit. He was so close but wanted to feel her cumming before letting himself go.
“OH YES,” she cried a moment later as she came.
With a cry of her name Draco let himself go, flooding her pussy.
Hermione collapsing to the floor, breathing hard as her body rode out it’s orgasm, Draco fell on top of her, grunting as each pulse of his cock sent another stream of seed into her.
A few minutes later Draco rolled over her and pulled her against his chest, wrapping his arms around her.
“You are very talented,” she said with a laugh.
They lay there for a while, relishing in the feel of each other. And then Draco released her and stood up, Hermione watched him and moaned slightly as he stretched, taking in every inch of his perfect body.
He winked at her as he bent down and picked up the bottle of chocolate sauce. “Shame to let the rest of this go to waste,” he said, and began walking towards the door.
“Where are you going?” asked Hermione.
“To finish this off,” he called over his shoulder as he left the door, “me and my *wand* are not to be disturbed.” With that, he walked down the corridor biting back the laughter building up in him.
“Wait, what?!” cried Hermione, scrambling off the floor and towards the door. “Draco Malfoy, get back here.”
All that greeted her was his laughter and she took off after him.
The End
51. Name/Pen Name: Christiana
Pairing of the fic you want: b/hr, d/hr, d/hr/b (I dunno, I think it's because I'm lonely and I relate to Hermione a lot and if it were just d/b I’d feel left out... LOL yeah okay I know. I'm weird)
Rating(s) of the fic you want: R-NC-17. I can't help it I'm a perv.
3 - 5 Things you want your gift to include:
Must have at least three of the following:
1) a fire in the fireplace
2) the phrase "wait, what?!"
3) Post Hogwarts
4) holding hands
5) chocolate
What you don’t want your gift to include: angst
Author: Fiona (redwitchire@yahoo.co.uk)
Disclaimer: All things HARRY POTTER belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury and a whole load of other people that aren’t me. (Sigh) I’m just borrowing them.
Pairing D/HR Rating: NC17
Spoilers: Post Hogwarts, but events in Books 1-5 maybe mentioned.
Feedback: Please, if you have the time to leave some.
Summery: None really, just a PWP based on the request at the end.
The fire crackled and sparked, illuminating the large ornate fireplace, spreading out its light and warmth over the room. It was the only source of light in the large room, bathing it in orange and gold.
Of course none of this mattered to the couple, whose naked bodies lay entwined on the rug in front of the fire. A thin sheen of sweat covered both, and an almost empty bottle of chocolate sauce lay on the ground beside them.
Hermione’s laugh turned into a breathy moan as Draco licked the chocolate from her nipple. He swirled his tongue around, lapping all the sweet before drawing the taut peak into his mouth and sucking on it hard.
She tightened her hands in his hair, holding him against her breast. Draco slid a muscular thigh between her legs, pressing it against her wet sex. She moved his hips, riding his thigh slowly as he moved from one nipple to the other, making sure all the chocolate was gone.
“MMM tasty Granger,” he smirked, smacking his lips. “Where else are you tasty?”
“This was definitely one of my better ideas,” he murmured against her skin as he began moving his way down her body, licking and sucking the rest of the chocolate sauce from her, “to think we could be at some boring Ministry thing where the only excitement would be some lewd joke in a Christmas cracker bought from the Weasel twins.”
“It’s not some boring Ministry thing… oh Merlin yes there Draco, it’s the annual Christmas, oh yes…yes… Christmas Party,” she groaned as his tongue swirled around her inner thigh.
Draco manoeuvred her onto her back and gently spread her very willing legs.
Hermione looked down at his blond head between her legs.
“So love,” he began, bringing his hand up and parting the lips of her sex, “you would rather be there,” he took one slow lick of her pussy, “than have my very talented tongue buried in your pussy,” and with that he closed his mouth over her clit and sucked.
“Oh sweet Morgana,” cried out Hermione as said *very* talented tongue worked it’s way inside her. “Around Draco,” she gasped, “want…oh yes… want to taste you.”
A frantic minute later, Draco lay on his back with Hermione on top of him. She manoeuvred her sex over his face as she stroked his cock. He wasted no time in continuing what he had been doing. Hermione rang her tongue up and down every inch; catching the remainder of the chocolate she had smeared him with earlier that evening.
She wrapped her hand around the base and jerked him as she swirled her tongue around the swollen head, lapping up the pre-cum leaking from it.
Draco moaned against her pussy, sending vibrations through her sex. Straightening his tongue he started fucking her with it, just as Hermione took him deep in her mouth.
Two fingers joined his tongue inside her and soon she was pushing back against him as his cock slid in and out her mouth.
“Draco,” she groaned, the word and sound muffled.
His hand began massaging her ass as his fingers and tongue fucked her harder.
His cock slipped from her mouth and she stroked it hard and fast as she drew closer and closer to her release. Her loud pants and gasps filled the room, echoing around.
Draco curled his fingers inside her and with one final thrust of his tongue, his lioness came hard drenching his hand and face. He greedily drank down her orgasm.
Boneless Hermione slipped to the side, lying on her back and breathing hard. “Damned talented tongue,” she murmured.
Draco covered her body with his, his cock bobbing against her thigh. “Wait till you see how talented I am with my *wand*,” he grinned. Reaching between them he grabbed hold of his cock and slowly guided himself inside her. She was so wet and her inner muscles sucked his cock in.
He grabbed her hands and linking his fingers through hers and then holding the arms above her head began slowly moving in and out of her. The flames from the fire silhouetted their forms onto the walls and high ceiling.
Lower his head he captured her lips and the kissed slowly, their tongues in synch with the movements of their lower bodies. Mouths still joined Draco released her hands, moved onto his knees and pulled Hermione with him.
She groaned loudly as he sank deeper inside her.
“Do it,” he whispered.
Smirking at him Hermione leaned back on her hands and began sliding up and down on his cock.
“Magnificent,” groaned Draco as he watched her ride him, the light from the fire playing across her skin. “Oh Merlin,” he groaned as she tightened her pussy around him, “that’s it Hermione, harder love.” He moved his hips thrusting up into her as she slid down.
She threw her head back as she moved harder and faster, grinding her clit against him each time she slammed down. “Oh Goddess,” she groaned.
With a growl Draco grabbed her hips and with his cock still buried in her turned her around onto her hands and knees and began pumping into her from behind. His hands moved to his breasts squeezing and caressing them.
Hermione rose up on her knees, linking an arm around Draco‘s neck. She could feel his hot breath against her ear as he grunted and panted as they fucked harder and harder. Grabbing one of his hands from her breast she linked her fingers through his and brought their joined hands to her pussy, both sets of fingers rubbed and pinched her clit.
“Are you ready love,” he groaned against her sweaty neck, “are you ready to come?”
“Merlin yes Draco,” she groaned.
He once again pushed her onto her hands and covered her with his body, his hips pumping as he moved harder and faster as his fingers manipulated her clit. He was so close but wanted to feel her cumming before letting himself go.
“OH YES,” she cried a moment later as she came.
With a cry of her name Draco let himself go, flooding her pussy.
Hermione collapsing to the floor, breathing hard as her body rode out it’s orgasm, Draco fell on top of her, grunting as each pulse of his cock sent another stream of seed into her.
A few minutes later Draco rolled over her and pulled her against his chest, wrapping his arms around her.
“You are very talented,” she said with a laugh.
They lay there for a while, relishing in the feel of each other. And then Draco released her and stood up, Hermione watched him and moaned slightly as he stretched, taking in every inch of his perfect body.
He winked at her as he bent down and picked up the bottle of chocolate sauce. “Shame to let the rest of this go to waste,” he said, and began walking towards the door.
“Where are you going?” asked Hermione.
“To finish this off,” he called over his shoulder as he left the door, “me and my *wand* are not to be disturbed.” With that, he walked down the corridor biting back the laughter building up in him.
“Wait, what?!” cried Hermione, scrambling off the floor and towards the door. “Draco Malfoy, get back here.”
All that greeted her was his laughter and she took off after him.
The End
51. Name/Pen Name: Christiana
Pairing of the fic you want: b/hr, d/hr, d/hr/b (I dunno, I think it's because I'm lonely and I relate to Hermione a lot and if it were just d/b I’d feel left out... LOL yeah okay I know. I'm weird)
Rating(s) of the fic you want: R-NC-17. I can't help it I'm a perv.
3 - 5 Things you want your gift to include:
Must have at least three of the following:
1) a fire in the fireplace
2) the phrase "wait, what?!"
3) Post Hogwarts
4) holding hands
5) chocolate
What you don’t want your gift to include: angst