#sex at the office
Dangerous Game
Hermione’s back arched into Draco as his large hands curled around her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the desk.
“We musn’t,” she gasped, her nails clawing the grains of the wood. His only response was a wicked laugh that rumbled through her as he ran biting kisses down the column of her throat.
Their hurried breaths were deafening in the quiet office; only the hubbub sounds of the afternoon DMLE filtered through the flimsy door. Hermione peeked at the moving silhouettes she could see through the frosted glass, and bit her lips to muffle her moan.
“We must,” Draco murmured against her skin, as he popped the buttons of her dress. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the black lace that you have on under here since this morning.”
Hermione squeaked as Draco dropped down to one knee and the rough pads of his fingers slipped up her thighs.
“What if someone comes in and catches us?” she whispered as her knees unconsciously fell wider.
Draco’s grey eyes glinted over the frame of his glasses, his kiss-bruised lips tilted to a smirk. “Then tell them to come back later, Deputy Granger.”
Her response was lost as she lifted her hips at his urging. She held his heavy gaze that darkened with lust as he slowly peeled the delicate lace from her body.
Her breath quickened, her body tingled with anticipation as Draco stood, pocketing her lingerie before he loosened his belt.
Hermione grasped the straps of his holster as his firm grip parted her thighs around his waist. She could feel every brush of air over her newly exposed skin that slickened with gathered arousal. Draco swallowed her whimpers as he stole the breath from her lungs.
“These are staying with me,” he said against her lips before he captured them between his.
“I’m not going to stop,” he growled darkly as she felt him at her core, “until the entire fucking department knows who makes you scream.”
The incredible @thusatlas and I did a thing - again. Enjoy our combined minds over some unapologetic smut.
