A/N: Just a quickie (no pun intended – okay, maybe there is – hehe). Songfic based on The Beatles song “Do You Want To Know a Secret.” I’m a huge Beatles fan. You should be too after this one.

Kate

Warning: SMUT! Lots and lots of smut!

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter. You should know that by now.

Their lips are like one, they are so close together. Teeth scrape. Tongues dance. His hands are tangled in her long chocolate hair. He pulls gently on the locks to tip her head back, exposing the creamy flesh that is her long neck. His mouth attaches there. Sucking. Licking. Teeth against throat. The taste of her is like heaven mixed with the finest alcohol. She is a drug. His drug. He licks up the side of her neck, kisses along her jaw, nibbles on her chin and then captures his mouth with his again. He hears a moan, but doesn’t know if it came from him or her. He doesn’t care. All that matters is her. Her mouth. Her tongue. Her lips. Her neck. Her collarbone. Her. He tastes her like he’ll never get the chance again.

You’ll never know how much I really love you.
You’ll never know how much I really care.

Her hands are resting on his hips as his mouth assaults hers. She digs her fingers into his hot skin before running her hands up his toned stomach. She moves them up his chest and pinches the buds of his nipples between her fingers. She can feel his gasp against her throat and the power makes her heady with excitement. She does it again and a low growl emits from somewhere deep in his throat. He kisses her again, his tongue traveling the inside of her mouth, showing her his possession over her. She kisses him back with a fierceness she never knew she had. Her hands travel further up his chest, around his neck and into his hair. Now it’s her turn to tip his head back and attack his neck. She sucks down the side of it, pausing to blow on the wet patches causing his breath to hitch in her throat. She scrapes her teeth against his collarbone. She kisses down further and presses her wet mouth to his taut nipple, flicking it with her tongue. Her hand pinches the other and she hears him moan, louder now than ever before. She switches her mouth and her hand, his body shaking beneath her touch. Finally her lips travel back up his chest. Teeth scrape at his collarbone again. Sucking up the side of his neck. Her teeth clamp down gently on his ear lobe.

Listen,
Do you want to know a secret?
Do you promise not to tell? Whoa oh, oh.

He’s losing control quickly and he’s never done that before. No one has ever been able to work him like she can. Her lips are at his ear whispering coherently. The words are not nearly as important as the passion – the emotion – he hears them laced with. His mind is reeling. He runs his hands down her bare back, pulling her body in closer to his, so there is no space between them. How many times had they done this? How many nights had they spent in the darkest, most secret part of the castle together? Naked and intertwined. Why then did it seem so different this time?

Closer,
Let me whisper in your ear,
Say the words you long to hear,
I’m in love with you.

He was allowing her free reign over his body and she was taking it. Going back down his chest now, she put her mouth over his nipple again. She sucked it hard and the sound that escaped his lips was sexy. It propelled her further. She let her lips glide down his stomach. Glistening with sweat. Salty. She tasted him like she had never tasted him before. His hands were still tangled in her hair. He was whispering her name over and over again. Never had it sounded so beautiful. Her lips were at his hip bone now. Her teeth grazed over it. She looked up at his through her lashes and saw his eyes cloud over in lust. She had him.

Listen,
Do you want to know a secret?
Do you promise not to tell? Whoa oh, oh.

Her lips, teeth and tongue were working magic on him like he never thought possible. He looked down at her between his legs. Her mouth hovered over his erection. Her hand wrapped around him. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. If he weren’t a patient man he would have come just by looking at her. Instead he watched her. Her eyes were on his as her tongue snaked out of her mouth and licked the tip of his head. He took in a sharp breath and he saw her lips twitch in an evil smile. Then, so quickly, he felt her entire mouth around him. He was pressed all the way into her mouth, bumping into the back of her throat. And just as quickly, before he could think or react, she had pulled him back out of her mouth, sucking him hard. God she was good at this. Her fingers tickled and played with his balls, which her mouth worked up and down his length. He gripped at the sheets of the bed and wanted to cry out. He watched her. Her head bobbing up and down his cock. She was sucking, hard and fast. Her teeth scraped gently against him and he did cry out. “Oh fuck!” He was close. He was going to come. He wanted to hold on, but he didn’t think he could. His body tensed. But then it was gone.

Closer,
Let me whisper in your ear,
Say the words you long to hear,
I’m in love with you.

She stopped sucking him. Not because she wanted to, but because she wanted their orgasm tonight to be together. This night was different than the rest. He could pretend that it didn’t mean to him what it meant to her. But she knew. This was different. His confession. Her admission. Things were different.

I’ve known the secret for a week or two,
Nobody knows, just we two.

She slid seductively up his body and lay on top of him, her mouth pressing down onto his, kissing him hard. Hastily he flipped them over and pinned her beneath him. He captured her mouth in a searing kiss before moving away from her. “You’ll pay for that little episode,” he warned. She only smirked at him. He grabbed her legs and hitched them up onto his shoulders. He didn’t take his time. He pressed his tongue down onto her swollen clit and assaulted it. She groaned. She writhed. She cried out. But he didn’t stop. He pressed harder. He hummed. And then he slid two fingers into her and rapidly started pumping them. She was screaming. “Oh my fucking God!” It almost made him come to hear her scream out like that. Instead he slid another finger inside her and he felt her body start to tense. She was almost there and he knew it. A few more pumps. Another hum. Another poke with his tongue. She was ready. He stopped, dropped her legs down and he could hear the whimper in her voice. “Oh please.”

Listen,
Do you want to know a secret?
Do you promise now to tell? Whoa oh, oh.

She knew that was all he needed to hear. She had pleaded with him and he knew he was back in control. He dropped down on top of her, resting each of his arms to the sides of her. He was staring down at her, but her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy. “Look at me,” he demanded. She forced her eyes open and stared into the grey orbs that were his eyes. They watched each other as he placed himself at her entrance. The contact alone almost put her over the edge. He pushed forward slightly, stretching her. She moaned. He pushed a little farther. He groaned. And farther. She whimpered. A little farther. He cursed. And with one final push he was inside her. Completely. Full. It was a feeling she would never forget. He stared down at her. She stared back at him. And then he started moving. It wasn’t slow. It wasn’t seductive. It was passionate. It was hard. It was fast. It was raunchy. He pumped into her over and over again. She met his pace, her hands on his back pulling him in further to her with each stroke. He was groaning. She was screaming. One. Two. Three more times he slammed into her. She cried out. He yelled her name. The orgasm that shook them was overpowering. She was shaking uncontrollably as he collapsed on top of her, his body still pumping through his own orgasm. Each small thrust made a small scream emit from her partly opened mouth. The universe had to have just reversed.

Closer,
Let me whisper in your ear,
Say the words you long to hear,
I’m in love with you.

They stayed that way for a long time. Him still inside her. Lying on top of her. Neither one of them minded. They could have stayed that way forever. It was only them now. No one else mattered. After what seemed like hours, he lifted his head and looked at her. Her eyes were half closed in ecstasy and exhaustion. He knew the feeling. He kissed her cheek and she turned her mouth to his. He kissed her lips and then traced them with his tongue. Her eyes were closing again. “Look at me,” he said again. Her eyes opened and he saw all the raw emotion there. That would have been enough, but he decided it wasn’t. “Tell me again.” A smile quirked her lips and she lifted her head to kiss him gently. “I love you Draco.” He kissed her back with a passion that he never thought existed. “God I love you too Hermione.”