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Sometimes Hate Is a Good Thing

by Hermione-G-Weasley
 
 

Chapter 7
Sweet Torture
 

"Don't worry. I wouldn't give you the satisfaction."

Sly little bitch, that one. Not too many people would be able to come up with something so
incredibly smart-aleck after experiencing their very first orgasm. And what an orgasm it had
been! She had been shuddering as though she were having a seizure and screaming like she
was going to die if he didn't keep going. No, Draco didn't know anyone else who could have
thought up a comeback that quickly after experiencing what she just had. Of course, Granger
always was a quick one.

He had to be amused by her bitchiness, though. It made him want her even more than he
already did, and that was quite an accomplishment. After tasting her, he was sure that his
nights of torturous fantasies hadn't been in vain. He had never known that a girl could be
that sweet, and God, did he like it! Though not nearly as much as she did, of course. He
had gotten her to react in exactly the way he had always dreamed of. She had screamed
his name out in pure and utter pleasure.

Malfoy. Not Draco.

Yes, he liked that. It was just proof of how much they hated each other. He detested her
with every ounce of his being, and it was more than obvious that she felt the same way about
him. But that only made the experience that much better. He had never before been with a
girl who hated him so much she wouldn't even say his first name.

Yes, it was very sexy.

He looked at her and grinned, quite amused at the way her chest was rising and falling
rapidly as she still tried to regain her normal breathing rate. Her cheeks were flushed into
a bright crimson, and she was sweating terribly. Draco could see the tiny beads of water
forming around her hair-line and right between her breasts.

He placed his hands on either side of her head and leaned down to lick one of the sweat
beads right from the center of her breasts. She closed her eyes, obviously quite at ease
with his lips on her skin by now. He let his tongue slide in a smooth circle before rising up
and covering her body with his own once again. Laying himself on top of her, he bent his
head to kiss her once again. She was responsive to him almost immediately, leaning up to
meet him before teasing him with her tongue.

He pulled away from her before he let himself get too into it. Looking her right in the eye,
he said, "So, did you like that?"

She glared up at him before answering very sarcastically. "I'd grace that with an answer
if you were stupid enough to need one, but since you're not, I'm going to keep my mouth
shut."

He had to commend her for her complete bitchiness about the whole situation. He was
about to respond, but he was cut off as a strangled gasp escaped his throat.

She had swept her hand between their lower bodies and grabbed him. He jerked at the
sudden contact, momentarily forgetting how to breathe. And he definitely wasn't quick
enough to gain control of the situation before she took her opportunity to flip them over.

All at once, he found himself flat on his back with the little bitch straddling his stomach. He
could feel her still wet warmth pressed against his lower abdomen, and he had to admit
that he liked the feeling.

But Malfoys were always on top. He'd be damned if she managed to get the upper-hand.

He reached for her own stomach and attempted to push her off, but she only squeezed her
legs tighter around his sides and shook her head evilly at him.

"Oh, no, Malfoy." She gave him her own little cocky smirk. It pissed him off that she was
using his own move against him, but before he could voice his objection, she continued.
"You're about to get yours."

What the hell was she talking... Oh! There was her damn hand again as she reached behind
her back to take him once again into her hand.

"Stop it," he warned as he felt his breath getting shorter.

She just laughed and squeezed him a bit. "You're crazy." And with that she let go of him
and placed both hands on either side of his head. Doing this, she leaned down and kissed
him. He could feel her breasts fall against his chest as she let her tongue slip out and
lightly lick at his lips. Kissing her from this position was definitely different. He didn't feel
as though he had nearly as much power, and he really didn't like that.

But he really couldn't ponder this much more because all logical thoughts seemed to flee
his mind as he felt her lips move lower onto his chin and then even lower onto his neck. He
had to admit that it felt good to have her kissing him and suckling him in the same manner
he had done to her only minutes earlier.

Okay, he'd let her have her fun for a few more minutes.

He reached for her waist and held her as she suddenly sat up and smiled down at him.
Reaching up in what had to be the slowest, most seductive manner possible, she pulled
the elastic from her hair and swung her head so that her long brown hair fell down her
now naked back.

God, she was definitely sexy as she sat on him, now wearing nothing besides her shoes
and socks with her full head of hair now flowing loosely behind her.

He couldn't do anything except anticipate what she was going to do next. Although, he
was quite curious... His curiousness was cured, however, when she once again dipped her
head to kiss his neck. She didn't spend too much time there, though, and she moved her
lips lower until they were on his chest. He could feel her hot breath mixing with his hot
skin, and it gave him the most wonderful feeling. Never before had he ever let a girl have
this much power over a situation.

But it was definitely interesting.

She left hot, open-mouthed kisses all across his chest, and when she let her teeth gently
graze his nipple, he had to let a gasp. He couldn't help it. And when he felt her tongue
swirling around that same sensitive area, he had to moan. Damn.

But that was only the start. She flung her head every-so-slightly so that her hair brushed
against his chest as well, and he wanted her so badly. Now more than ever. God, he
wanted her.

She continued to tease his nipple with her teeth and tongue. And then she suddenly stopped,
lifted her head, and smirked at him. "Do you like that?" Her eyes narrowed wickedly as she
mocked him.

He felt himself grow harder due to the simple fact that she was such a smart-ass bitch.

An incredibly sexy smart-ass bitch.

And before he could come up with a proper comeback to her attack, she began moving
her lower body in small circles as she sat on top of him. Then she started moving back and
forth, coming dangerously close to his own lower body. He could just feel her stickiness
moving on top of him, and he was sure that she was going to kill him.

"What about that?" Then she returned the same smart-ass wink he had given her before
and beamed at him.

At that, she dipped her head and licked the area right in front of her, letting her tongue slide
all the way up his chest, neck, and chin to his lips and making him shiver. There she quickly
kissed him and pulled back immediately.

"Hmm..." She put a finger to her chin as though she were in deep though, and he found the
way she chewed slightly on her index fingernail to be a total turn-on. "Well, I really don't think
this is fair, Mr. Malfoy." She gave him her most innocent look.

He glared at her. What the hell did she think she was doing? Was she really trying to seduce
him? She was out of her bloody mind.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" he demanded of her, extremely pissed off that she
already had this much control over him.

She shook her head and gave him a stern look. "You know, you should really watch your
language. I do have the power to take points off of your house."

He just stared at her.

And then she gave him one more of those teasing little smiles before saying. "I am Head Girl,
you know. That name certainly leaves a lot to the imagination, doesn't it?" She raised her
eyebrows suggestively at him.

Oh, hell no. He grabbed her shoulders and yanked her down to where they were nose to
nose. "Don't even think about it!"

Instead of obeying him, she pressed her lips firmly against him for a quick kiss and pulled
out of his grasp. "Don't tell me what to do," she warned as she scooted backwards on his
stomach. And then she passed over his now throbbing erection and winked once again at
him before settling herself on his upper thighs.

She reached immediately for the button of his pants which she undid quickly. Then she
stopped and ran her hand over him slowly. He was going to die; he just knew it. Smiling, she
slowly slid the zipper down. In reality, he could probably have removed himself from her
control at that moment as she was much more vulnerable on his legs than she had been on his
stomach. But he was anxious to be out of the confines of his pants anyway, so he didn't move
her right away. Once the zipper was completely undone, he felt a sudden freedom that he was
grateful to have.

She moved one of her hands underneath him and let the nails of that hand dig into his
backside, so that he had no choice but to raise his hips. She smartly took the opportunity
to start sliding the pants down and over his legs. Of course, she had to move a bit as well
in order to completely remove them, and Draco couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of her
shifting positions. Once she had finally managed to get his shoes and slacks off, she quickly
repositioned herself straddling his thighs as he lay before her in nothing except a pair of
green boxers.

"Well, this is a bit more fair," she said as she observed his near-nakedness. "In fact," she once
again reached for him, and he jumped as her left hand covered him and began to squeeze
gently, "it will all be fair soon enough."

He hated her. He really hated the bitch.

"Don't," he stated once again seriously.

"Oh, what is this? Is the great Malfoy frightened of a stupid Mudblood Gryffindor?" she
feigned concern.

Stupid bitch. He would get her back for this. "You wouldn't even know how to do it anyway,"
he told her with raised eyebrows in an attempt to intimidate her.

She rolled her eyes. "You'd be surprised."

What? There was no way. "You're lying," he stated confidently. "Where did you learn it
then?"

"Ever heard of a little thing called Cosmopolitan?"

What the hell? He just stared at her before she rolled her eyes again and muttered something
that sounded strangely like, "Muggle thing."

He tried his damnedest not to appear intimidated by her, so he laughed. "Alright then. If
you're so smart, then why don't you just give a little demonstration?"

He was positive she was going to back down at any minute. There was no way she had
ever given a blow-job before in her life. When she gave up, he'd laugh at her and then
show her exactly who was the boss.

But to his surprise, her eyes started to twinkle as a malicious smile covered her lips.
"Okay, then."

He held his breath as she hooked her fingers into the top of his boxers and began pulling
them down. It was obvious that she was very much in awe of the sight of him, and this only
confirmed his assurance that she had no idea whatsoever as to how to go about pleasuring
a man.

Once he was just as naked as she was, she stared at his body for a moment. Her intense
look only succeeded in making him grow even harder than he was before. Then she turned
her head up to look him directly in the eye. He stared her down, intent on making her back
down before she had even begun.

"Well?" he asked, sure she was going to give up at any minute.

However, he was wrong.

She swallowed quickly before dipping her head down. He felt his skin tingle as she blew
ever-so-gently on his now very full erection. Her breath hit him like a thousand knives and
made him extremely nervous, but he was still adamant that she was going to give up any
minute now. But then...

Oh, God.

Her tongue had hit the bottom of his shaft, and he felt it moving upwards...

No, no, no. She was not going to do this to him.

He gasped as her tongue slipped over the top of his penis and she quickly removed it to
kiss his tip. She then proceeded to let her tongue do the same thing to the other side before
sliding back up once again and passing over his tip so completely slyly.

This was not happening. Please, God, tell him that the stupid bitch did not know what she
was doing.

But she did.

Did she ever! He groaned when he felt her hot mouth completely cover him. And then he
felt her mouth start to do things to him that no one had ever done before. Even none of the
Hogwarts sluts were this good, and they got plenty of practice!

"Holy shit!" he gasped as she took him even deeper into her mouth and continued to torture
him. That's what this was.

Torture. Complete and utter torture.

He reached behind him, searching frantically for something, anything, to grab onto. He
managed to grasp the edge of the desk behind his head and he clenched his fists around
it as she kept up with what he had been so positive she couldn't do in the first place.

He had no idea what Cosmopolitan was, but he suddenly realized he owed them a great
debt. They certainly knew their shit!

And she kept going and going, and, God, what the hell was he supposed to do? He could
feel the pressure growing deep inside of him, though, and he knew he couldn't stand it much
longer. Letting go of the table behind him, he grasped her shoulders firmly and yanked her
up.

She looked at him in shock, her mouth still open and her eyes wide.

"You have to stop now!" he told her urgently. "Trust me."

She simply shrugged nonchalantly, but he could see the same look she always got when
teachers praised her- the look that gave away the fact that she was trying very desperately
not to appear too pleased with herself- crossing her face slowly.

Then she gave up the act and smiled broadly, obviously extremely pleased with herself. "I
told you I could do it," she said, smirking.

Mother-fucking bitch.

"So, what now?" she asked, still smiling.

He rolled them over to where he was once again on top. Glaring down at her, furious
that she had taken control for that brief amount of time, he said, "I'll show you what now."

And would he ever.
 
 
 

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