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Title: An Ordinary Morning
Author: Ahem
Pairing: D/Hr
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 473
Summary: Just one of the mornings in the life of Dramione. Teasing and flirting.
AN: Just needed to write this. I was supposed to write this for Harry/Pansy but I thought this would suite D/Hr much better.
“Draco,” Hermione said exasperatedly. “Can you please stop doing that?” she said as she entered the bathroom.
“Doing what?” Draco asked. He got out of the shower room and walked over to her.
She sighed. “Singing. It hurts my ear!” she complained.
Draco gave her a look. “Excuse me, but I do believe I have…” he trailed off as his gaze lowered. She was wearing his shirt and it was unbuttoned, giving him a peek of her pert breasts. “a very nice singing voice. Didn’t you tell me once that I’m very talented?” he continued.
Hermione lifted his chin until his eyes met hers. She snapped her eyebrows together, crossing her arms over her chest. “My face is up here, Draco. Don’t talk to my breasts because they won’t answer you back.”
A smirk touched his lips. He pulled her arms down, tugged the shirt open, and placed a kiss on top of each mound. “That’s all right, at least they don’t give me a headache. They don’t have a smart mouth like their owner. And why are you trying to cover them from me? It’s not like I haven't seen your tits before!”
Hermione’s jaw dropped. “Th-that is so crude!” she sputtered, her face turning bright pink.
Draco snorted. “Hermione, stop playing coy. I now how much you like it when I talk dirty, especially when I whisper it in your ear.
“That is not true!” she denied, shaking her head. But she knew Draco was right, she was just too shy to admit it. She loved it when he whispered sweet nothings in her ear coupled with words that made her blush to her toes.
He grinned and stepped closer to her. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her against the length of his body and bent his head to her ear.
Hermione’s eyes widened with every word. Merlin, he had a sexy voice. It was like molten dark chocolate. Her breath hitched, her skin turned pink, and she could feel wetness starting to pool between her legs. “Draco,” she moaned.
“See?” he said with a growl. Just looking at Hermione’s reaction was making him hard as a brick. She was shy, but he discovered that behind her books was a passionate woman.
She scowled. “I hate you!” She twined her arms around his neck as he lifted her in his arms. Feeling playful, she took his ear between her teeth and gave it a tug. She giggled when she heard him groan. Draco He was the reason she was able to release her sexual inhibitions. He was a generous and patient lover. He didn’t push her to do anything she didn’t feel comfortable doing.
“Well, I’ll just have to make you love me, don’t I? Since you just insulted my singing I shall have to use my talents in lovemaking.”
Author: Ahem
Pairing: D/Hr
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 473
Summary: Just one of the mornings in the life of Dramione. Teasing and flirting.
AN: Just needed to write this. I was supposed to write this for Harry/Pansy but I thought this would suite D/Hr much better.
“Draco,” Hermione said exasperatedly. “Can you please stop doing that?” she said as she entered the bathroom.
“Doing what?” Draco asked. He got out of the shower room and walked over to her.
She sighed. “Singing. It hurts my ear!” she complained.
Draco gave her a look. “Excuse me, but I do believe I have…” he trailed off as his gaze lowered. She was wearing his shirt and it was unbuttoned, giving him a peek of her pert breasts. “a very nice singing voice. Didn’t you tell me once that I’m very talented?” he continued.
Hermione lifted his chin until his eyes met hers. She snapped her eyebrows together, crossing her arms over her chest. “My face is up here, Draco. Don’t talk to my breasts because they won’t answer you back.”
A smirk touched his lips. He pulled her arms down, tugged the shirt open, and placed a kiss on top of each mound. “That’s all right, at least they don’t give me a headache. They don’t have a smart mouth like their owner. And why are you trying to cover them from me? It’s not like I haven't seen your tits before!”
Hermione’s jaw dropped. “Th-that is so crude!” she sputtered, her face turning bright pink.
Draco snorted. “Hermione, stop playing coy. I now how much you like it when I talk dirty, especially when I whisper it in your ear.
“That is not true!” she denied, shaking her head. But she knew Draco was right, she was just too shy to admit it. She loved it when he whispered sweet nothings in her ear coupled with words that made her blush to her toes.
He grinned and stepped closer to her. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her against the length of his body and bent his head to her ear.
Hermione’s eyes widened with every word. Merlin, he had a sexy voice. It was like molten dark chocolate. Her breath hitched, her skin turned pink, and she could feel wetness starting to pool between her legs. “Draco,” she moaned.
“See?” he said with a growl. Just looking at Hermione’s reaction was making him hard as a brick. She was shy, but he discovered that behind her books was a passionate woman.
She scowled. “I hate you!” She twined her arms around his neck as he lifted her in his arms. Feeling playful, she took his ear between her teeth and gave it a tug. She giggled when she heard him groan. Draco He was the reason she was able to release her sexual inhibitions. He was a generous and patient lover. He didn’t push her to do anything she didn’t feel comfortable doing.
“Well, I’ll just have to make you love me, don’t I? Since you just insulted my singing I shall have to use my talents in lovemaking.”