You’re such a dirty girl, Granger.”
Draco currently had Hermione pressed against the hard shelves in the Restricted Section of the library, her back up against his front. Her robe was open and his fingers were currently buried in her dripping cunt.
“I…Malfoy…” her breath hitched as her fingers dug into the shelf about at head-level. She couldn’t believe she was letting this happen *again*.
And in the *library* no less. She should be ashamed.
Except she wasn’t. She was far too lost in Draco’s touch at the moment.
“I certainly underestimated how kinky you are.” he said, his fingers continuing to work her folds as his lips alternated between placing kisses and giving sharp bites to her neck. “Anyone could come back here and see you, legs spread for me.”
She moaned, her back arching so that her bum was pressed against his hard member, “Please,” she begged, “Please don’t stop.”
He chuckled against her throat before asking, “Why would I ever stop, love?”
In fact, he sped up the pace of his fingers, enjoying her sharp intake of breath and the increasingly loud moans that flew from her lips.
Hermione’s legs began to shake, and she was certain that when the coil in her stomach snapped there was no way she wasn’t going to end up on the ground.
He seemed to have no intention of letting her fall though, his free hand moving to wrap around her midsection to hold her up, his other hand never slowing between her thighs.
“Are you going to cum for me, Granger?” he asked, expertly flicking her clit, “Are you going to cum all over my fingers?”
“Fuck…yes…” she gasped, not bothering to keep her voice down anymore. Luckily Draco had placed a silencing charm on the Restricted Section before he’d laid a finger on her. He’d learned the first time that she had a tendency to be a rather loud witch.
With a few more talented strokes she found herself seeing spots, and her legs did indeed give out, but Draco had no trouble holding her up. While she was trying to catch her breath – and her balance – he simply lifted her onto the closest table, stepping between her legs to capture her lips in a kiss.
They were both, for the most part, fully clothed, aside from Hermione’s now mysteriously missing underwear.
He rocked his hips against hers, seeking any kind of friction as her hands tangled themselves in his hair. He used his grip on her waist to yank her closer, his fingers certainly marking her there. And though she knew she’d probably be annoyed by it tomorrow, she couldn’t be bothered to tell him to move.
“Would you like me to fuck you here, love?” he murmured against her lips.
“Yes,” she said, not hesitating.
**You can find the rest of this story (Against the Book Shelves), along with my other work on FanFiction under the name xxLucindaxx**
[https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13017493/1/Against-The-Book-Shelves](https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13017493/1/Against-The-Book-Shelves)
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