A Turn of Events

NSFW Smut

Hermione's insides were hurting. When Draco walked out, he might as well have taken half of her heart with him. She didn't know what the hell was going on anymore, but she knew that letting him go was not an option.

She ran to the door and threw it open, the door ricocheting off the wall from how hard she had opened it.

"Malfoy!" She yelled. He was almost to the bottom of the staircase. He turned around, the sunlight making his face even paler.

Her mind went blank as it turned for something to say. "Will you come back?" She asked, not sure what she wanted. All she knew was she didn't want him gone.

He walked back up the stairs with his eyes glued to hers and into the apartment where she was standing. It was so quiet you could almost hear their hearts beating at their rapid pace, hopefulness in every thump.

Their lips were close to touching, as they stood only a few centimetres apart. The world was muffled, and everything around them faded to black. They seemed to be the only things in existence, and when their lips met it was like electricity went through them.

Hermione stood on her tiptoes, running her fingers through Draco's blond hair. Draco gripped her waist and pulled her even closer until their bodies were pressed together.

The back of Hermione's couch was right behind her, and she found herself being led to it. Draco pushed her onto it, and she laughed as she bounced on the cushions.

"Hey! Thanks for being gentle," she said sarcastically.

Draco hopped over the back of the couch and gently landed on top of her.

"Of course! You know I'm always a gentleman," he answered with a smirk.

He eyed Hermione with hunger while analysing every part of her face, and she couldn't help but chuckle. He leaned in and their lips met again. He pulled her jacket off and threw it over his shoulder, where it landed on a sleeping Crookshanks. Hermione began stripping him of his clothes, her mind racing with anticipation for what was clearly about to happen.

They were soon nude, Draco's body warming her like the world's best weighted blanket. They sank into their kiss again, but as soon as it started, it stopped. Hermione was taken aback by Draco's change in demeanour, and she looked up into his now troubled face, her own twisted in confusion.

"What, did I do something wrong?" She asked, sitting up awkwardly on her elbows. "What's going on, Malfoy?"

Draco stayed quiet.

"Are...are you sure you want to do this, Granger?" He asked, hesitation in his voice. "...Be with me...like this?"

Hermione's face stayed frozen for a moment longer as she processed his words, and then she laughed, harder than intended.

"Are you kidding, Malfoy? Do you see me? I'm naked. Underneath you. You are literally on top of me. You think I'd seriously be here if I didn't want this? If I didn't want you?"

She couldn't believe she was hearing these words coming from Draco Malfoy, but she knew it made sense at the same time. He had professed his love for her and she had denied it. Brushed it off. Now all of the sudden she wanted it?

Hermione looked straight into his eyes.

"Draco Malfoy, you idiot. Fuck me already!"

His eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't have to be told twice. His lips met hers instantly.

Hermione's breathing grew audible, Draco's cock hardening as a result. He moved closer to her and lifted her right leg up slightly. As he thrust his cock inside of her, she moaned, her eyelashes fluttering from pure ecstasy and her legs tense and shaking as pleasure filled her.

"Malfoy-" Her voice now an octave higher than usual. "Oh...FUCK!" She yelled when he thrust harder in response.

As Draco thrust faster and faster, Hermione's words turned into whimpers, each one amplified with each of his thrusts. Everything blurred around them as he released inside of her, Hermione now so loud that there would be no surprise if a neighbour heard her.

Authors Note: Yeah, I am not great at smut, but just IMAGINE it.

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