Draco’s Birthday: Part II: A Taste of Slytherin
5 June, 2011
Rated: NC-17 for explicit sexual content.
Hermione: Hermione giggled as she opened up the door to their bedroom, a devious smirk on her face.
Draco: “Come on, now. This is silly,” he said awkwardly from behind the blindfold she’d tied around his eyes.
Hermione: She giggled, “Oh, it isn’t.”
Draco: “I can’t see!”
Hermione: “That’s the point.”
Draco: “Come on! You’re making me nervous! I know you Gryffs have some cunning too and it’s freaking me out,” Draco exaggerated.
Hermione: Hermione snorted, “You’re being so over-dramatic.”
Draco: “Perhaps but I know you and I know how naughty you can be so I really am nervous,” he said walking slowly as she led him trying to feel with his feet where he was stepping.
Hermione: Hermione giggled, “Good,” she pushed him onto the bed.
Draco: “Shit!” he yelped as he fell onto the bed, waving his arms to try to catch his balance. “Bloody hell,” he mumbled as he bounced on the springs of the mattress.
Hermione: Hermione giggled again, almost an evil laugh as she moved to crawl onto the bed. “You’re fine.”
Draco: Draco shifted to sit up, putting a hand to the back of the blindfold to undo it since he figured they’d reached their destination.
Hermione: She slapped his hand, “Ah ah ah!”
Draco: “Ow! Hey! What? I wanna see you. I figure naked time is coming and I like seeing your naked time.”
Hermione: She smirked, “Not so fast.”
Draco: His brows pulled together behind the blindfold in confusion.
Hermione: “Not yet,” she hummed. “Lay down.”
Draco: Draco laid down slowly, shifting to get comfortable on his back.
Hermione: “Now, stay here.”
Draco: “Yes, ma’am,” he teased.
Hermione: She smirked as she unzipped his pants.
Draco: His teasing smirk fell. “Uh. Hermione?”
Draco: “Wh-What’re you doing?”
Hermione: “What does it feel like?”
Draco: “Uh…. Feels like you’re taking my pants off.”
Hermione: “Sure does.”
Draco: “I- I’d like to point out how much trust I’m putting in you right now… Kay?”
Hermione: She laughed, wickedly. “Mmhmm.”
Draco: “Don’t laugh! I’m serious!” he squeaked, distressed. “I’m a boy with trust issues!”
Hermione: She leaned down to kiss him. “Just relax.”
Draco: He kissed her back gently. “Mmhm. Kay,” he whispered.
Hermione: “Trust me.”
Draco: “I do,” he whispered softly.
Hermione: “How much?”
Draco: “Uh… C-Completely,” he whispered.
Hermione: “Is that so?”
Draco: “Yes,” Draco breathed, unsure.
Hermione: She straddled him, rubbing his sides. “Good.”
Draco: Draco slid his hands up her legs to hold her hips.
Hermione: She moaned softly for his benefit.
Draco: He sucked lightly on her lower lip, sliding his hands up further to see if she’d undressed at all while he was blindfolded.
Hermione: She hummed, still completely clothed.
Draco: Draco slid his hands under her blouse to touch her bare skin before he pulled them out to unbutton her top.
Hermione: She slapped his hands playfully.
Draco: “Baby,” he whispered with a smile.
Hermione: “Hmm?” she beamed.
Draco: “I wanna get your clothes off,” he whispered softly.
Hermione: “Not yet,” she smirked.
Draco: “Why not yet?” he smiled innocently, blindfold still obstructing his face. “Why are you prolonging this?”
Hermione: “Because the best things come to those who wait.”
Draco: “I’m an impatient man, luv,” he said softly with a little smirk, starting to act all in control as usual.
Hermione: Hermione smirked, “Watch it, or I’ll gag you.” she purred out.
Draco: He snorted. “You wouldn’t do that to me. You love me,” he reasoned. Draco ran his hand up her arm and put on gently on the back of her neck as he sat up, bringing himself blindly up to kiss her.
Hermione: She put her hand on his chest, pushing him back down as she got off the bed. “Stay.”
Draco: He laid back down quickly with a slight bounce from the force of her pushing him. “I’m not a dog, luv,” he teased her, though he stayed put.
Hermione: “Ah, but you’ve been very naughty this year,” she hummed, slowly pulling down his trousers.
Draco: “Uh…” he said softly, his cheeks turning pink. Was she talking dirty to him? He swallowed hard and just kind of waited
Hermione: “Haven’t you?”
Draco: “I-… I suppose…. Depends on what you mean, really.”
Hermione: “You know what I mean,” she whispered, slowly pulling out his manhood. She knew that in his dreams he’d imagined her naughtier, doing all sorts of dirty things. Even though the thoughts had made her blush for days prior to doing so, she wanted to give him a good…a wonderful, birthday.
Draco: He let out a soft breath. “Th-Then yeah. But you would know. I’ve only been b-bad with you.” Draco gulped again.
Hermione: She started to rub his manhood. “Oh, I suppose so…..what is your favourite thing to do?”
Draco: He moaned out softly. “I-… I like.. erm… fucking you, for one.” He gulped. Damn, her voice was so sexy. “And I like eating you out.”
Hermione: She rubbed harder, “What did I say about using that word?” she purred. “In regards to what you do with me.”
Draco: “Sorry,” he said quickly, a bit afraid to say the wrong thing when he was this vulnerable in front of her. “I mean… I like er… sh-shagging you?”
Hermione: She leaned down and ran her tongue around his tip. “Try again.”
Draco: Draco gave a soft moan. “Mione, you don’t have to do that,” he said quickly.
Hermione: Hermione couldn’t help but smile. He knew how much she didn’t care for doing this. “Hush up,” she whispered.
Draco: He reached down, trying to find her free hand but rather unsuccessful at it. Blindfolds were more hindering than he realised. “Mione, really. I really don’t mind not… not having it. It’s not something I need, you know. I love you.” His mind was racing. Did she feel insecure about their sex life that she felt she had to do this special thing for him? He didn’t care that he went down on her and she never went down on him. He loved what they did in bed, however vanilla it might be.
Hermione: Hermione pulled back, leaning down and kissing his cheek, “Shh…Draco, I know,” she assured him, slipping out of the sexy role she had taken on for this birthday celebration. “Calm down,” she chuckled.
Draco: “O-Okay,” he whispered softly.
Hermione: “I love you too,” she whispered.
Draco: “Okay,” he nodded.
Hermione: “We good now?”
Draco: “Yeah, I’m good,” he whispered. “But is this blindfold really necessary?”
Hermione: “Yes,” she giggled softly.
Draco: He smiled at the sound of her giggle. “Alright then.”
Hermione: She leaned down to kiss his neck before she moved back down. “Now just enjoy things, would you?” she teased.
Draco: “Yeah,” he breathed.
Hermione: She pushed up his shirt and planted sweet kisses to his belly.
Draco: He reached out and gently stroked her hair.
Hermione: She hummed, allowing him to, dropping the charade entirely for a little while.
Draco: Draco gently ran his fingers down her cheek. “C’mere,” he said softly.
Hermione: “Mm, I’ve already licked you there,” she whispered.
Draco: He smiled. “I want a kiss,” Draco whispered sweetly.
Hermione: “I know…but still…”
Draco: “…I don’t understand your hesitation.”
Hermione: “My mouth has been… there…” she mumbled.
Draco: “Oh! I don’t care if you’ve licked my cock. I want a kiss.”
Hermione: “Draco!” she squeaked, blushing.
Draco: He grinned. “Are you blushing? I bet you’re blushing.”
Hermione: “Ugh! You know me too well…”
Draco: “I know you just well enough. Now gimme a kiss,” Draco said, getting bossy.
Hermione: She grinned, putting her fingers to his lips. “Say please.”
Draco: “Please,” he said against her finger.
Hermione: She slowly moved her fingers, kissing him softly.
Draco: He kissed her back gently.
Hermione: “There,” she smiled.
Draco: “Thank you.”
Hermione: She hummed with a nod, leaning down to kiss him again sweetly.
Draco: He was surprised when he felt her lips again and he kissed her back. Not being able to see made him jumpy when he was touched
Hermione: She slid her fingers into his hair, giggling a bit to herself at the idea that she kept nodding and doing things even though he couldn’t see her.
Draco: “Why’re you laughing?” he whispered against her lips.
Hermione: She slowly pulled back, “I keep nodding and things, and you can’t see me.”
Draco: He snorted and chuckled a bit. “Aww. how cute.”
Hermione: “Shut up,” she laughed.
Draco: Laughing, he lifted his hand to push the blind fold up so he could look at her.
Hermione: Hermione giggled and playfully pushed it back down. “I’m getting so bad at this!”
Draco: “It’s cute. Come on, let’s just spin round and make love like normal,” he smiled, catching her wrist.
Hermione: She grinned, “No!”
Draco: “No? Why not?” he asked, kissing her palm.
Hermione: “It’s special!” she said, pulling her hand away.
Draco: “Everything is special with you.”
Hermione: “But a different special.”
Draco: “Alright, alright. Fine. You’re the boss.”
Hermione: She hummed and smooched him again, “Damn right I am.”
Draco: He hummed softly. “I love it when you’re bossy. Even in school it was awesome.”
Hermione: Hermione chuckled and rubbed his chest, “So you say.”
Draco: “What? It’s true.”
Hermione: “And I say you’re a weirdo for thinking it,” she teased.
Draco: “Well, apparently I like being blindfolded so weirdo is a definite,” he smirked.
Hermione: She chuckled, running her hands up his sides. “I suppose so.”
Draco: His hands were still on her hips, rubbing gently.
Hermione: She hummed, nipping at his neck gently.
Draco: Draco made a soft noise, slowly tilting his head to the side.
Hermione: She kept nipping, stroking his hair.
Draco: His body was mostly relaxed though the muscles in his back were tense. If he hadn’t felt her bushy hair brushing against his cheek, he probably wouldn’t have been so comfortable with her teeth near his scar.
Hermione: After a bit of her gentle nipping, her tongue slipped between her parted lips to lick at the skin of his neck, slow, vigorous strokes teased the reddened skin as her fingers slid down to trail down the length of his member.
Draco: Draco’s breathing got heavier and he put his hand on her back.
Hermione: Hermione turned her head and bit his earlobe, tugging on it, pushing it back and forth between her teeth before letting it go, moving back down.
Draco: He made a little noise. “I love you,” he whispered softly.
Hermione: Hermione hummed, picking up his hand and kissing his palm. “I love you too,” she responded, her voice soft and sweet in the darkness of their bedroom. Putting his hand back down, she slid her hands up his legs, blushing at the sight of his manhood so close to her face again. After a moment of shy hesitation, her tongue stroked up the underside of his length in one fluid motion.
Draco: He gasped softly and froze. He was almost afraid to move and break the magic.
Hermione: Hermione closed her eyes as she wrapped her hand around his base and licked a circle around his tip.
Draco: Draco gave a tiny moan.
Hermione: Hermione hummed, closing her mouth over his tip and slowly moving down. She reached blindly for his hand.
Draco: He felt her hand and grasped it quickly.
Hermione: She slid her fingers in between his, squeezing his hand as she moved her hand and deepthroated him, managing not to gag.
Draco: He moaned out loudly in surprise. “Holy- Fuck-” he panted softly.
Hermione: She started to move her mouth at a slow but even pace, her free hand rubbing at his testicles, massaging them.
Draco: His free hand clenched into the blankets. “G-G-… Gods…. Oh Gods you’re so good at this.”
Hermione: Hermione moaned out softly around him as her mouth started to work a bit faster.
Draco: Draco’s breathing got a bit faster.
Hermione: Hermione’s tongue licked around his underside as she moved her mouth off him for a moment, her hand wrapping around him, starting to rock her hand back and forth.
Draco: He moaned steadily.
Hermione: She did that for a few moments before she moved her hand and slid her mouth back over him, pulling her lips taut as she sucked hard.
Draco: He let out a whimpery, grunting sort of moan. His toes curled. “T-T-Try… using your hand on the-” he was interrupted by a moan. “on the base… so you can…” another moan “not choke yourself.”
Hermione: She reached up and clamped her hand over his mouth. She would do it how she wanted to and he wouldn’t tell her otherwise. Besides, she had figured it out!
Draco: Draco gave a start when suddenly his mouth was covered. “Sorry,” he mumbled against her hand.
Hermione: She grunted as she moved her mouth faster, taking her hand off his mouth.
Draco: “Fuck,” he panted softly.
Hermione: She rocked her mouth over his member, moaning against him to send the vibrations.
Draco: “My Gods, Hermione!” he yelped out softly.
Hermione: Hermione squeezed his hand as she kept going, making soft sweet noises.
Draco: “Mione… Mione I’m gonna… s-soon,” he panted.
Hermione: She hummed out, rubbing his thighs.
Draco: “B-Baby. C-Careful. I’m… I’m… Move your head,” Draco panted softly.
Hermione: She hummed, lifting her head and grabbing a tissue as she wrapped her hand around him and started to jack him off.
Draco: Draco moaned out softly before he shot into the tissue, grunting. He panted softly and relaxed into the bed. “Oh, love.”
Hermione: She smiled at him, cleaning him up carefully before she threw away the tissues she used and moved up to lay next to him, rubbing his belly. She took off the blindfold but was nowhere near done with him.
Draco: He turned and smiled at her. He put his arm over her and kissed her gently.
Hermione: She kissed him back just lightly, stroking his cheek.
Draco: After a moment, Draco lifted himself on his arms and started to kiss at Hermione’s belly, lifting her shirt.
Hermione: Hermione made a soft noise and shook her head, sliding her fingers into his hair. “Mm, baby, don’t…”
Draco: He looked up at her. “What?”
Hermione: “It’s your birthday,” she smiled. “Not mine.”
Draco: He smiled. “Yeah but, I can say thank you.”
Hermione: She blushed, “But I don’t need you to.”
Draco: Draco looked at her. “Then I have no idea what to do.”
Hermione: She grinned, “I’m letting you calm down…though, if you do what you want to do…then we’d both be starting fresh again…”
Draco: “Do what I want to do?” he smirked. “Say it.”
Hermione: She blushed, “What if I don’t want to?”
Draco: “Say it, luv.”
Hermione: “…Go down on me…”
Draco: He smirked mischievously. “So, boss, you want me to go down on you?”
Hermione: She blushed, “Maybeeeee.”
Draco: He kissed her neck softly.
Hermione: She closed her eyes, “I mean yes! So get to it!” she said, getting all bossy, though it wasn’t completely serious.
Draco: He chuckled slightly but sat up to take her trousers off.
Hermione: She blushed, “Why am I suddenly so bad at this?!”
Draco: “At bossy? You’re not used to it sexually. You’re only bossy about school work,” he teased her.
Hermione: She laughed, “Or it’s because I’m flustered!”
Draco: “Sure, flustered” he said, sliding her knickers off her legs.
Hermione: She blushed. “You do that to me!”
Draco: “I’m flattered,” he said, kissing at her knee softly.
Hermione: She closed her eyes and hummed, stroking his hair gently.
Draco: He nipped lightly at her skin.
Hermione: She bit her lip, “Love, you don’t need to…”
Draco: “I like doing it for you better than you like it for me.”
Hermione: She blushed, “It’s not so bad.”
Draco: He licked up her thigh and nipped lightly at the crease where her leg meets her hip.
Hermione: She gasped, shivering. She closed her eyes, all thoughts of conversing going out the window.
Draco: He gently gave a slow, long lick up her warm centre.
Hermione: Hermione squeaked, her back arching a bit. “Oh love,” she breathed out.
Draco: He licked slowly.
Hermione: Her fingers brushed through his hair as she let out a shallow breath.
Draco: He circled his tongue around her clit lazily.
Hermione: “I love you,” she whispered to him.
Draco: Draco hummed in response. He started to move his tongue faster, his fingers tickling her leg.
Hermione: She shivered in pleasure, moaning softly.
Draco: He moved his tongue around, tracing the alphabet over her clit.
Hermione: Hermione’s breath was getting a bit harder as her eyes closed, squirming a bit on the bed.
Draco: He closed his lips over her little nub of nerves and sucked as he slid his tongue all around.
Hermione: She gasped, moaning out softly. “Oh Love…”
Draco: He moaned against her, gently sliding a finger into her.
Hermione: She bit her lip, stroking his hair as she started to pant harder.
Draco: He curled it gently against her gspot.
Hermione: She gasped, biting her lip hard as she squeaked.
Draco: He pulled back and kind of stretched his jaw before he licked at her again.
Hermione: She moaned, “I…It won’t take too much longer,” she panted.
Draco: “I’m not impatient,” he whispered, sliding another finger in and moving his hand slowly.
Hermione: “I know,” she whispered, closing her eyes and sighing softly
Draco: He sucked on her clit again, moving his tongue fast.
Hermione: She squeaked, arching up with a soft cry.
Draco: he hummed happily.
Hermione: “S-So close,” she panted out.
Draco: He moaned against her to send her vibrations, flicking his tongue quickly.
Hermione: She gasped, crying out his name after a few more minutes. She came hard, shuddering.
Draco: He pulled back slightly and lapped her up gently, catching as much of her juices as he could.
Hermione: She shivered, making a soft noise as she bit her lip.
Draco: He rested his head on her thigh.
Hermione: She stroked his hair sweetly. “I love you.”
Draco: “I love you too, beautiful.”
Hermione: She hummed, laying there for a just a moment, stroking his hair in silence.
Draco: “Best birthday, darling.”
Hermione: She laughed lightly, “Oh, you have no idea.”
Draco: He crawled up and kissed her neck.
Hermione: She wrapped her arms around him, rubbing his back.
Draco: Draco hummed softly.
Hermione: She grinned lazily, her eyes closed.
Draco: He shifted and rested beside her.
Hermione: “You alright?”
Draco: He nodded. “I’m perfect.”
Hermione: She beamed, “Don’t fall asleep.”
Draco: “You’ve made me tired,” he smiled.
Hermione: “You still have the whole rest of the night.”
Draco: He looked at her confused. “There’s more?”
Hermione: “Oh yeah,” she grinned.
Draco: He gave her a slightly terrified look, wondering what on earth she had cooked up for him.