Hi all! So terribly sorry for this long wait (almost two months? I'm ashamed of myself)! It seems like life tryed to figure out exactly what to throw at me to make me busy. Here is the much-awaited smutty scene. That's really all this chapter is. I'm thinking of continuing with a bit of plot (and obviously more sex), so tell me what you think. Reviews are loved and appreciated!

Disclaimer: Still don't own Harry Potter. I tried to buy it, but I couldn't come up with $8 gazillion dollars. Also, if you're under 17, either go away or consider yourself warned.

Draco removed his hand and slowly, ever so slowly, brought it up to his mouth and licked a finger clean of Hermione Granger's juices. He almost moaned involuntarily – she tasted so good, tangy and sweet – but instead just looked at her under lidded eyes as he methodically cleaned each finger, not wasting a drop. This had undoubtedly been the hottest sexual experience of his life so far, and he hadn't even orgasmed!

Yet, he thought as Granger crawled toward him with lust shining clearly in her darkened eyes. She closed the space between them and pulled his mouth to hers for a fiery kiss, tasting herself with a groan.

"Taste how good you are," he growled into her lips. "Fuck, Granger, I want you."

She smirked, but he could see that she was fighting terribly to remain in control of herself, as was he. "Not before I return the favor," she said softly, breathily.

Her hand closed around his straining erection again, and that simple touch was an immense relief to his entirely-too-solid erection. Seriously, it felt like all the blood in his entire body had pooled in his center. Lightheaded, he was overwhelmed by sensation, not being able to take everything in at once, but Granger was relentless. She twisted his shaft with one hand, keeping constant pressure on his crown with her thumb, and massaged his balls with the other. It was all at once, it was done expertly, and it was too much.

"Uhmmnn… oh, bloody hell," he swore, pinching her nipples in between his nimble fingers. She whimpered and then determinedly lowered her head – he had just enough time to pull back her (surprisingly soft!) bushy hair before her mouth closed around his prick and he lost all thought.

"FUCK!" he shouted as she sucked him, paying reverent attention to his balls while she moved her mouth up and down his hard cock. Occasionally she would moan, and the vibrations would heighten the sensations. She released him with a pop and teased the tip of his member with her tongue as her hand picked up where her mouth had left off. "Too much," he whispered weakly as she tongued his crown and pulled on his shaft.

Soon, Granger's mouth was back on him, the warm wetness enveloping his straining cock as he struggled and failed to retain coherency. This time, she took all of him, just like in his dream, but it was a million times better in reality. He felt the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat and slide a little further down – her smooth, silky mouth felt like a glove – her hands were back on his balls, massaging them, pulling them down and then pushing them back up. The last straw came when one of her hands reached behind his balls and began massaging the area between his balls and his ass. She pressed upward, and he felt a white hot spark of fire deep inside him that instantly had him on the verge of orgasm. He felt himself sailing toward it, sailing toward it, almost there because she wouldn't bloody let up.

"Stop! Stop stop stop!" he cried out in desperation, abandoning running his fingers through her hair in favor of using them to push himself away from her. He felt his orgasm subside, but it terrified him how close he had been to losing it in such a short time. Granger was just sitting there looking all innocent, trying to right her impossible hair while smirking at him. He was determined not to let her clean up, because she would be getting very messy again in a very short time.

"Granger," he murmured, sliding toward her and latching his lips onto her neck to leave a quick love bite, "sometime you are going to do that again and bring me that way. But right now I need my hard cock to fuck you like you've never been fucked before. Can you handle that?"

"Ohhh, yes," she moaned, her head thrown back in abandon as he resumed his ravishing of her neck. "I can take it… I want your cock. I want to be filled."

Who knew that Granger had such a naughty mouth? Well, Draco mused as he bit down on her nipple, it wasn't much of a surprise considering that her mouth had almost brought him to orgasm within minutes. No other woman had managed that before. He was impressed, and perhaps a bit intimidated. As such, he wanted to prove to her that he deserved his Sex God status.

"Take it, baby," he said, lining up his cock with her sopping wet entrance. He flicked the tip against her clit a few times, causing her to jerk and moan involuntarily. "So fucking wet… is this all for me?"

"Oh yes, only you… oh, Malfoy, please fuck me," she begged, trying to impale herself on his throbbing prick.

I'm not one to leave a woman hanging, he thought arrogantly as he plunged himself into her pussy for the first time. The tightness was overwhelming, but he slid right in. She was so wet, and he so hard… his hips began to piston in and out of her, ending each thrust with a rolling motion to ensure deep penetration. From the position he was in, his cock was hitting her G-spot each time his hips surged forward.

Granger's mouth was open in a perfect O, her lips sometimes forming incoherencies. "Oh… oh, fuck…. mmmm, Malfoy, you fuck so good…"

He smirked to himself and bent his body to take her lips in a savage kiss. From this new angle, her throbbing pussy was squeezing his cock tightly, and it was all he could do not to come right there. Her hands smoothed down his back, now coated with a light sheen of sweat, and grasped his ass. He tensed slightly, but she simply used her new leverage to pull his hips forward, pushing him deeper inside her. Her nails dug into his flesh, not hard enough to break the skin but hard enough to turn him the fuck on.

He broke the kiss to take a panting breath. "God, Granger, I need to make you come soon… you feel so bloody good…"

"Please don't stop!" she wailed, and then she was coming around his cock, convulsing and squeezing him, and he wanted to come. He wanted so badly to come, because she felt so good, but he wanted to make her come again first.

"Turn around," he gritted out once she had come down from her high.

"You're not going to come?" she asked, wide-eyed and exhausted.

"Not before you do again," he growled, slipping a nipple into his mouth and sucking as hard as he could.

"Oh, fucking hell!" she screamed. Her nipples and pussy, he knew, were extremely sensitive after orgasm, and he intended to fully exploit this. When she turned over, he plunged himself back into her from behind. This new angle let him go even deeper, and she somehow felt even tighter. Granger was screaming, actually screaming with pleasure now, as he took both of her nipples in his hands and pinched and pulled at them as he fucked her from behind.

"Pull my hair," she moaned desperately.

"Hmmm?" he asked, approaching his own orgasm and trying valiantly to make her come first. He switched one of his hands to her clit, rubbing in gentle circles to contrast with the rough fucking her pussy was receiving.

"Oh, Merlin! PULL MY FUCKING HAIR!" she screamed. He let his other hand leave her nipple and tangle in her wild mane, pulling it back to expose her neck and tugging on it so she was almost bent double. "God, yes! Give it to me, Malfoy!"

"Granger… fuck… 'm gonna come… oh, God!" he groaned, pumping into her for all he was worth. "Take my fucking cock!"

And then she was shaking, her mouth open in a silent scream as she came for the second time. Relived, Draco gave a few more deep pumps and allowed himself to come, still rubbing her clit to prolong her orgasm as much as possible. His come shot from him in powerful, hot spurts, the force of which caused his eyes to roll back into his head. His strong thighs were shaking and it was all he could do not to collapse.

Eventually, he did, rolling over onto his side to face her. Both of them were sticky and sweaty, and Draco could see his come leaking from Granger's battered pussy. Exhaustedly, he reached for his wand and murmured a contraceptive spell. Satisfied, he pulled Granger in for a hug. This surprised him, and probably her too (from the way she stiffened), but within seconds she had melted into his arms.

"I wanted to be on top," she said, looking up into his eyes and pouting.

He smirked and brushed a lock of bushy hair off of her sweaty forehead. "Next time, Granger. Next time."