To Woo a Minister

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
F/M
G
To Woo a Minister
Summary
"What?" Draco asked a bit too aggressively for the occasion.Blaise rolled his eyes and put his elbows on the table, clasping his hands under his chin."You know very well what" Blaise said, not at all affected by Draco's grouchiness. He eyed the article and looked back at Draco expectantly.Knowing his jig was up Draco sighed and leaned back in his chair. He sucked in a breath and began his rant. "I can't stand that they paint her as some heartbroken, lovesick fool – as if she'd be anything like that – Surely Weasel is the one who ought to be moping around and probably is - heartbroken that is... Honestly. And if he’s not spiraling in his sadness then he’s the stupid bastard I always knew him to be! It's as if they don't know her at all. She's not some .. some.. teenage girl. She's the Minister of Magic for Merlin's sake. I hardly believe she's curled up in her office crying her eyes out."-or-Draco reads of Hermione's divorce and his devotion becomes clear very quickly.
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What a Minister deserves

Draco nearly pulled her arm off in haste as he pulled Hermione up from the booth and out of the pub. He aparated them both to her front door and before she could register a thought, before she could change her mind Draco had yanked her front door open, pulled her in with him and kicked the door shut. They stood now, staring heatedly at each other in her entryway. Hermione thought she heard him growl as he pushed her up against the door and attached her lips with her own. She let out a soft feminine moan and the sound vibrated through his lips, through his brain and his whole body. He gripped her hips tightly and pressed himself yet closer, as close as he could. She couldn't help it, she made another soft noise against his lips and her left hand when up to the back of his neck with the other was on his chest. She could feel his heartbeat under his toned muscles. His heart was beating as fast as hers, playing out some sort of lovers beat. She wanted to dance by it. Live by it. 

His hands ran up her hips, his finger tips lighting fires as they went up her body, over her shoulders and collar bones. His hands settled around her neck for a moment then he cupped her face and pulled away. She let out a faint whimper at the loss of his lips. No one had every looked at her the way he was just now. His eyes aflame he was looking at her critically. "Do you want me? Do you want this?" he asked softly. The question, or maybe it was just his voice, sent shivers down her spine strait to her clit. "Oh gods yes" Hermione moaned, clutching at this shirt on his chest. She hand never wanted anything or anyone this much but she thought it may be a bit much to say so. Draco growled again and kissed along her jaw, his hands sliding back down to her hips. His lips drifted to the most sensitive spot on her neck. Just below her jaw. She had no idea how he found it so quickly. She let out a whimper and a moan as he dragged his teeth and lips across her skin. "Tell me what you want, Hermione" He mumbled against her as he switched to the other side of her neck, trailing kisses everywhere he could reach. She left her hands fall to his waist and hooked her fingers in his belt loops and pulled him closer still. Hoping he'd get the idea, she brought her lips to his neck and whispered "I want you, Draco. All of you."

Draco growled again. His hands slid down from her hips to just below the dip of her bottom. Without warning he hoisted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist without having to be told. He palmed her ass as she began to leave feather soft kisses all around his neck and collarbones, anywhere she could reach. If he wasn't so determined to get her to bed his knees would have been weak. "Hermione" he whispered. "which door am I going to". She giggled in his ear, laid her head on his shoulder and told him to go to the door at the end of the hall. Ignoring the door on his right and the two on his left he carried her to her bedroom not bothering to close the door. He walked over to the four poster bed and laid her as gently as he could onto the bed and stared down at her. Her hair was everywhere, her blouse had gotten slightly lifted up revealing her hip and a bit of her stomach. She was biting her lip as he looked down at her. He had to be sure she was ready. Leaning over her, placing his mouth on her neck again, he whispered "You sure about this, kitten?" She nodded, breathless, and ran her fingers up the back of his neck and into this hair. "Good" He nuzzled her ear and he felt her smile. "Because I've wanted this.. wanted you for so long.. " He kissed along her jaw, down her neck and along her collarbones. "Let me show you what you deserve." he muttered giving her favorite spot a few more nips before running his hands down her sides, down her legs. 

Everywhere he touched was on fire. She squirmed and whimpered as his fingers trailed down her legs. She'd never been so aroused from just kissing before. He got to her ankle and took her foot in his hand. He slipped her shoe off and reached over to remove the other. He let her legs dangle off the edge of the bed again and kicked off his own shoes. He stood in front of her and wrapped his hands around the back of her knees. He pulled her by her legs so her hips were right against the edge of the bed and ground himself against her. He wanted her to feel what she did to him. He was so hard already and they had hardly gotten started. She whimpered again and he felt his cock twitch at the sound. He ground into her again and growled as she moaned and squeezed her thighs around him. Leaving her legs wrapped around him he bent down and took her wrists in his hand and placed them above her head. He gave her a stern look that made her insides flip and he whispered "keep them there" She nodded biting her lip. She had never had the courage to tell Ron to be more aggressive in the bedroom, to take more control. Nor did she trust him to do so. Draco, however, seemed to know just what she needed without having to ask. He went back to kissing all over her neck and the bits of chest he could reach as he ran his fingers down her arms and all over her body. She was nearly trembling at his touch and he couldn't wait to ravage her. She deserved it. He could feel her hips moving against him as if she needed some sort of friction. He was going to make her, no help her, fall apart. His hands landed on the hem of her blouse and he pulled it up her arms leaving her top half bare. She sucked in a breath as the cold air hit her skin. He tossed her shirt somewhere across the room and looked down at her. He raised his eyebrows at the black lace bra she was wearing. She bit her lip again and looked up at him. He ran both hands down her chest, over her breasts, and across her toned stomach. He growled and smirked down at her as she ground her hips against him again. His hands reached the button on her jeans and he undid it, slid down the zipper and began to ease her jeans down her hips. His breath caught as he eased her jeans down just enough to see her black lace panties. Of course he knew she'd be matching but he never thought she'd look so delectable. Nor had he thought she'd be wearing the sexiest black panties he'd ever seen. White, pink maybe but not black. He'd never in his wildest dreams thought they'd be black. Only green could have been better. As he caught a slight whiff of her apparent arousal he grunted and all but tore her jeans off the rest of the way. 

He looked down at the goddess in front of him and could hardly believe that Hermione Granger was spread out on her bed for him. She had kept her arms still just like he had asked and was biting her lip looking up at him with her big brown eyes. Looking down at her perfect body a million images ran through his mind. "There so much I'd like to do to you." He whispered, bending down and taking her bottom lip into his mouth. She whimpered and he felt the sound vibrate through him again. Nearly effortlessly he lifted her up and scooted to the middle of the bed. He stood back up, smirking as he saw that she still had not moved her hands, and began undoing his belt. Slowly. She bit her lip and stared at his belt. He raised an eyebrow wondering if she had the same thoughts he did regarding his belt and what he'd like to use it for. another time  he thought. He never took his eyes off her as he shrugged off his shirt and undid the button on his pants. She was staring right back at him as his eyes raked over her body. He wanted to touch her, to taste her. And so he would. Free of everything but a pair of boxer briefs he climbed onto the bed in front of her. She had raised her legs up, bent at the knees and was holding them together. that wont do he thought. Staring her down he put a hand on each knee and pried them apart. He kissed the inside of her left thigh, then her right. She moaned and He could feel her trembling. He moved to her face and cupped it in his hands. "Are you sure?" he asked in a whisper and she nodded quickly. He then deduced her trembling was due to her own need. He moved back to her neck and nipped at her ear before whispering "Are you ready to be naughty, Minister?" He didn't wait for an answer, instead kissed down her neck until he was between her breasts. He took one in each hand and ran his thumbs over her nipples that were already standing at attention, even through her bra. He could see the slight outline of her nipple through the lace and took the left one in his mouth, cloth and all. She moaned and bucked up against him. "Like that kitten?" all he received in response was a moan and a gasp when he took the right nipple in his mouth. He hummed against her skin "I'll have you moaning all night, kitten." she moaned again and he laughed as he kissed his way to her bra's straps and eased them down over her shoulders. Wanting to feel her skin against his he lifted his head and took her lips again as he reached behind her and unclasped the bra. He tossed it aside as both hands went back to palming her breasts. She moaned and bucked up against him again. He could tell that she wanted to touch him but was so pleased that she was keeping her hands up. He kissed his way back down to her breasts as she moaned more. He was enjoying how responsive she was, a moan here, a whimper there. She could hardly keep still and he loved watching her squirm. Keeping his mouth on one of her nipples his hands made his way to her waist and he grazed his fingertips over her taught stomach, her hip bones and over her thighs. He brought his hand up her thigh and grazed her pussy with just his middle finger. She opened her mouth to let out a moan but he swallowed it with his mouth. He could feel her damp, hard nipples against his chest as his finger moved up and down, barely touching her. He applied a bit more pressure and massaged her clit with two fingers. He broke their kiss and growled in her ear and pressed himself against her leg. "you're so wet for me, kitten. Such a good girl" She moaned at his words, enjoying his domination. Circling her clit a few more times she moaned and bucked up against him again. He ground his cock into her leg. "Feel what that does to me, baby. I'm going to have you dripping." He removed his fingers and smirked as she whimpered in disappointment. "I'm in charge now baby, but don't you worry... time for someone to take care of you for a change.." His voice trailed off as he kissed down her body until he reached her panties. "These are lovely but they must go, '' he said airily. She gasped and looked down at him as she felt him take the hem of her panties in his mouth. She watched, mouth slightly agape, as he dragged her panties down with his teeth, watching her the whole time. He got them down her legs and tossed those aside as he had every other piece of clothing. He looked back at her, completely naked - for him - and had to resist taking her now. No, this time it would be about her. He kissed his way up her left leg, nipping her with his teeth in a few places. He gave her one steamy look before his mouth found her pussy. He blew out a breath against her pink skin and she gasped. He could feel her trying to put her knees back together but put a hand on either thigh to keep them apart. He could tell she was self conscious and wondered why. She was a fucking goddess. A small part of him realized she'd only had a few partners in life. He wondered if Weasel had ever done this for her - He didn't care. He was here to do it now. He kissed her clit and heard her whimper again. He gripped her thighs tighter which she seemed to like and grazed his tongue along her folds. She gasped but as he did it again she moaned. Such a needy moan it was too. He was going to give her all he had. Licking every bit of her pussy that he could reach he ravaged her. "Gods, love, you taste so good" She moaned at his words. He grazed his finger down her folds and slid it inside. She raised her hips and let her head roll back, mouth open. "You like that don't you?" She let out a whimper before saying "yes, Draco, Gods yes" His mouth dropped down again to suck on her clit as he worked his finger inside her. He slid a second in and moans were flowing freely from her open mouth now. Her moans began to come out at a higher pitch and Draco knew she was close. that was easy he thought. Her mouth was frozen in an "O" shape as he slid a third finger in, twisting and pumping them. She was so wet and warm and he wanted her so badly. Wanted to be inside her so badly. In an effort to make her come undone he began to move his fingers, and tongue, faster. "Come for me kitten" He said and she looked at him as he moved his fingers faster. He stared at her for a moment. He could see she was so close. "Come for me" He said in a slightly more commanding voice. That did her in. She wasn't sure if it was his voice alone or his voice combined with his dominance but she came around his fingers as he licked her folds once more. 

He growled as he watched her body shudder and felt her pussy contract around his fingers. Not giving her a moment to rest he pulled his fingers out and she had her mouth open before he could even suggest it. He put his fingers in her mouth and she sucked them clean. He stared at her as she did so. "Gods" he muttered as her tongue danced around his last finger. He'd have to test out that tongue another time but not just now - His cock was throbbing and he just couldn't wait any longer to be inside her. Seeing that her hands had never moved he smiled and grasped her left hand, putting it on his chest. She took her other hand and placed it on the back of his neck and attacked his lips with her own. He shifted his body so he was between her legs now and ground his cock into her. She moaned and let her head fall back. He kissed her exposed neck. "you want that cock kitten?" She whimpered in response and he reached down pulling himself out of his boxer briefs. Watching her he rubbed the tip of his cock along her folds and watched her eyes roll back. "tell me, do you want this cock in your dripping pussy?" 

The sensations he was giving her were making her want to pull her hair out. Gods she DID want him. "Yes, Draco, Please. Please" 

"Please what?" He said. 

He wants me to beg  she thought. fuck yes, i'll beg for this any day "Please Draco, Please fuck me. I want your cock so bad."

Deciding to lock away the memory of the Minister of freaking magic begging him for his cock he couldn't help but smirk at her. He couldn't wait any longer anyway.. 

He pushed just the tip of his cock inside her and nearly lost it then and there. She was so delightfully wet and so warm. She moaned and he grabbed her hips as he eased inside her further. "Fuck" he spit out. He was not going to last long at this rate. She reached her hand up and put it on the back of his neck. He slammed his lips to her mouth at the same time as he thrust all the way in. She screamed into this mouth and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside. He picked up the pace of his thrusts and gripped her hips tighter. He released her mouth and moved to her neck and realized she was moaning his name every few thrusts. She wrapped her legs around him and he bucked harder and as fast as he could. How they could be so sexually in sync already he had no idea but he wanted to keep her in bed forever, he'd happily be a kept man. He'd never had anyone who felt this good and enjoyed him this much. 

"You like that baby?" He purred in her ear. All she could manage were a few high pitched moans in his ear. "Oh yea, I can tell you do. I can feel your pussy dripping down my cock. That pussy feels so good around me kitten. Gods, your so tight and warm." Her head tipped back at his words and he knew she was close again. "Keep those legs around me" He told her in his commanding voice and he thrust into her harder and faster. Giving her all he had, he reached down and wound his arms under and around her body, holding her close. He could feel her pussy quivering and a few thrusts later she was screaming out his name. "That's right baby, Say my name. I love how it sounds coming from your lips" He purred in her ear. She whispered his name once more as the waves of her orgasm died away and he only needed a few more thrusts before he was moaning her name. "Fuck Hermione" He mumbled as his arms gave out and he fell onto the bed next to her. She wound her arm under his neck and toyed with the hair at the back of his neck. Their breaths were still labored as he put his arms around her and pulled her flush against him. She giggled and whispered "You just did.. " He let out a breath and just looked at her. He sighed happily. "Gods, Hermione, that was so good" he said as he laid his head on the pillow. His right hand was drawing shapes anywhere it could reach until he grazed her nipple and she sucked in a breath. "I've never had it that good" she said, still sounding breathless. He looked at her with dark eyes. "Get used to it kitten, I've got loads more up my sleeve" She smiled up at him with her big brown eyes and his heart fluttered. "Like what?" She whispered conspiratorially. He growled. "Like maybe we'll play, kitten" Her eyes lit up and he smirked down at her. "I.. I think I'd like to do that sometime.." she said shyly. He growled again and rolled over on top of her, kissing her again. 

They didn't leave the bed.

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Draco felt sunshine hitting his face and felt a movement in the bed. He opened one eye to see Hermione still in his arms, fast asleep. He smiled down at her sleeping form. Soft and warm in his arms. He would give every galleon he had to wake up this way every day. He opened the other eye and stilled once he felt movement near his feet but a ginger fluff came into view and he sighed. Crookshanks looked at Draco critically for a moment then cuddled into this leg. Truthfully he couldn't believe this cat was still alive so he allowed the old fluffball his moment of comfort and shifted his attention back to the woman in his arms. He brushed a hair out of her face and ran his hands up and down her spine and around her hips. He just couldn't stop touching her. Glancing at the clock he saw it was just after 8 and knowing she wouldn't want to sleep too late he decided to wake her. "Hermione" He whispered. Nothing. "Hermione Love, time to wake up" She groaned. "Kitten it's time for some breakfast" He purred in her ear. "meow" she mumbled and he laughed. 

Hermione felt his laugh vibrate through her whole body. She opened one eye and saw him looking at her. She could tell he had just woken up but he still looked so perfect. Rolling to face him she buried her face in his chest and he wrapped his arms around her tighter. "Meh" she said, hoping that he'd translate that to "I don't want to get up yet. "I know, love, me either." she sighed, smiling into his chest. Are we really this perfect for each other? she asked herself. "You don't have to go in today, do you?" He asked. "No, lets get some breakfast," she said looking up at him. He nodded and stretched, sitting up. Crookshanks mewed as he moved, ruining his comfy spot, and Draco reached over to pet him as he got up to put on his trousers. Watching Hermione slip into his T shirt he smirked at her. She blushed and he shook his head. "Come on love," He said, putting his arm around her shoulders. "I bet you're famished - you worked so hard last night" He said and kissed her neck as they made their way into the living room. 

They were both startled as Hermione's front door opened just before they entered the kitchen. Draco instinctively pushed her behind him and stood at the ready. An angry redhead stormed into the living room but stopped short as he saw a half naked Hermione standing behind a half naked Draco. Ron stood there, open mouthed, for a moment before striding up to Draco and punching him flat in the nose.

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