36. Accidentally in Love

                                    

                                          
"You know we're meant to be at Nott Manor in ten minutes," Hermione mused, trying desperately to not let herself squirm as Draco trailed a finger up her thigh.
He lowered his head to her shoulder and trailed soft kisses along it and up her neck, "I'm sure they can survive without us for a little while."
"I wouldn't be so sure about that," She squeaked the last word as his hand reached the apex of her thighs and he lightly grazed his fingers along the fabric of her underwear. She was meant to be finishing her hair but Draco had interrupted when he'd entered the bathroom to find her in only her bra and underwear. Neither of which were entirely attractive at almost thirty-six weeks pregnant but apparently that didn't matter.
"Would you like me to stop, Love?" He murmured against her jaw, his eyes finding hers in the mirror. Hermione's face flushed and she pinched her lips together. Draco ran one hand up her side and around to grasp at her breast. A small breathy sound escaped her throat and he grinned, asking, "Sorry, what was that?"
"No," Hermione huffed.
"No... what?"
She narrowed her eyes at him but said, "No, I don't want you to stop."
"Fantastic," he smirked. His hands fell to her hips and he gripped tightly as he ground against her. She felt the hardness of him against her ass. Sex had become increasingly uncomfortable the bigger her belly had grown and over the past month they'd only managed with him behind her.
"Did you want to move to the bedroom?" Hermione breathed as he traced gently between her legs again.
With a small shake of his head, Draco said, "I think right here is perfect," and he pressed against her again. His fingers circled over her clit, building in speed as he ground himself against her ass and pressed soft kisses to her shoulders and neck.
Hermione moaned, gasping as he quickened his movements. The coil of pleasure in her core warm and pulled tight. She gripped the sink infront of her and pushed back into him, widening her stance slightly. Right before she burst, he stopped and she let out a groan. Her disappointment was short lived because he pulled her underwear to the side, it still covered her enough that the fabric pressed into her clit and she gasped, her stomach constricting.
Draco had seemingly undone his pants while she'd been distracted and pulled them down enough to let his hardened cock bob free. Hermione only noticed that, though, when he pressed the tip against her entrance. She pressed back against it and his slid inside of her with groan that she mirrored. He dropped his forehead against her shoulder and stilled for breif moment. When he began to move again, thrusting slowly in and out of her, her underwear rubbed against her clit and she gasped, arching her back.
She pushed back onto him, meeting him with every thrust, their skin smacking against eachothers. Together they moaned and gasped and groaned until they erupted into their pleasure together. Muscles tightening and hands leaving bruises in their wake. They breathed deeply and leaned into eachother. Draco reached around and wound his fingers into hers.
"I suppose it is smart to take as many chances as we can get for this," Hermione joked breathily and tugged his hand to her lips to kiss his knuckles.
"Yes, it might become incredibly difficult to get time to ourselves soon," Draco nuzzled her neck and then, after a moment, he pulled out of her, zipped his pants back up and smacked her ass, "We're going to be late, Hermione, hurry up."
She swatted at his arm but couldn't help her giggle as he pressed a kiss to the side of her head and left the bathroom.
***
Only three of the four people they expected to see were at Nott Manor when they arrived. Luna was explaining to Blaise how she'd healed an infected gnome bite that afternoon and the wizard had left for so long, she was almost unable to save his finger. Theo was sat beside her, staring dreamily at his wife.
"Where's Pansy?" Hermione asked once Draco head settled her into an armchair and walked off to get her a glass of water.
"She told me she had something she had to go do first and when I asked what it was she said 'You are not my keeper Blaise Zabini, mind your own business' so in short I don't know where she is."
Hermione blinked at Blaise and gave a slow nod, "Alright then..." she trailed off with a soft laugh.
"She has seemed rather emotional lately," Luna mused, "Is she okay?"
Blaise frowned but before he could answer, Theo butted in, "Pansy is out of her mind, she always has been."
"Don't be a prat," Blaise glowered.
"It's the truth," Theo chuckled, "She's been attacking you the entire time you've been married. I'm glad you got her and not me."
Blaise's face hardened and his grip tightened on his glass, "She hasn't done anything I wasn't up for, even when it was a touch over the top and as for you, Theodore," he growled, "You would have never been able to handle a woman like Pansy."
Theo gaped at his friend and thankfully said nothing more. Hermione shared a glance with Luna and then they both looked away to hide their grins. Draco plopped down, passing Hermione her drink right as a pop signalled Pansy's arrival.
Blaise's eyes widened and he was on his feet before anyone else realised that the black haired witch had tears streaming down her face and sobs wracking her body, "What happened?" He demanded of his wife.
She ran and flung herself into his arms, her speech was muffled by his shirt and completely indistinguishable. Blaise tried to tilt her head so he could see her face but she wouldn’t look up until her breaths calmed and her tears had simmered down to a small trickle instead of the waterfall they had been.
"We did it," She gasped as she looked up at him, her hands white knuckling onto his shirt.
Blaise furrowed his brows and asked, "What did we do?"
Pansy groaned and smacked his chest lightly, another sob escaped her and she spluttered, finally, "I'm pregnant."
Blaise's eyes went wide as Pansy dissolved into a sobbing mess again and their four friends cheered and called out, "Congratulations!"
It took a few minutes before Pansy calmed again and when she met Blaise's eyes she sighed and smacked his chest again, "I don't know how you managed it Zabini but for some reason I am entirely in love with you."
"Salazar help me," Blaise shook his head and tightened his arms on her, "You sure know how to make my head spin."
She smacked his chest again, harder than before and hissed, "Say it back, you idiot."
Her husband grinned, "If you insist darling," he dropped his head to kiss her and mumbled against her lips, "I love you, too."