This work was a collaboration with the ever-amazing @owllinallover who’s creative direction and eye for detail makes everything fifty billion times better 🫶🏼
She made this beautiful art to accompany the story. Enjoy!
In celebration, I’m finally posting All Too Well - a Dramione/TSwift Songfic.
Summary:
Hogwarts 8th year where Hermione & Draco have been secretly seeing each other, all the while both of them know that they won’t be able to be together post-graduation. When they’re no longer together they remember it All Too Well.
Featuring Amazing Artwork by the incredibly talented Thaís @selkiesblog
His breath was hot against her skin and their bodies became slick with sweat. Draco could overpower her so easily if he wanted. He could use her however he wanted. He could strangle her. He could snap her neck. Without a wand, there was nothing she could do.
But Hermione wanted more. She was going to come; the pressure was building.
His cock slid against her walls, hitting her deep inside and she felt it pulse. She moaned into his mouth as he pistoned into her and she throbbed below. Her breathing became erratic, and she knew she was close. From the desperate grunts he made, he was too.
His grip slowly closed around her windpipe. Hermione whimpered until the sound was cut off. For a moment she couldn’t breathe, and just when she started to panic she came hard and fast as he squeezed her throat. Draco lifted his head, watching her with a triumphant gleam in his eyes. She tensed, contracted, and arched her body, screaming her release when he loosened his grip on her neck.
Hermione’s gasped for breath as her vision whited out. Her body quaked as the swift and powerful orgasm receded, leaving her boneless and trembling.
Draco snarled and shook as he came inside her. After a few jerks of his hips, he collapsed on top her, sweaty and breathing heavily against her neck. His heart thundered inside his chest.
After a few heaving breaths, he slid off to the side, resting his hand on her throat like a collar. She placed her hand atop his, and felt his fingers twitch. Curling her fingers under his, she lifted them from her skin, and breathed in, slowly. Deeply. And then again.
They lay in silence for a few moments. Hermione’s mind was racing, unsure what to think about what just happened. She swallowed a few times, it was uncomfortable at first, and then her throat felt normal again.
Tentatively, she rested her hands on her chest and waited for her breathing to steady. She tried to will her racing heart to slow but found herself unable to calm down.
Completely shocked, Hermione couldn’t believe how intense her orgasm was. But maybe she shouldn’t be, knowing how she responded when he acted like this. It felt good precisely because Draco was rough and terrifying. Part of her wanted him to be deviant. And part of her wanted him to punish her.
He pushed himself up on his forearms to study her. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes were still that dangerous dark grey. His gaze shifted to her mouth and back up again. Hermione breathed heavily while she watched him, unsure what he was thinking.
Draco lowered his mouth to hers and lightly bit her lip, moving it back and forth between his teeth. It still hurt from when he bit her earlier and she whimpered. He released her lip and reached down between their legs. Inserting two fingers into her cunt, he made her hiss and buck since she was still sensitive, and brought his fingers back up. Still watching her, eyes dark and sinister, he pressed his fingers against her lips, against her teeth.
Hermione opened her mouth slightly and Draco pushed his fingers in, wet with her arousal and his come. The flavor was salty and pungent.
A Dramione piece I commissioned @/littlelundmark (on insta and twt!) to do. Cozy afternoon of these two besotted bookworms trying to apply muggle chemistry to potion theory. 🤓📚
Inspired by a scene from Chapter 87 of Détraquée by Hystaracal 🥰