// dhr, the adventures of kinky mione and prude draco. i cannot emphasize how nsfw this is
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Her order came in one sleek, discreet black box.
It wasn’t easy, convincing Draco to do it again. After the whole fiasco with Theo — which they still weren’t talking about, by the way — Draco had been…
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Her order came in one sleek, discreet black box.
It wasn’t easy, convincing Draco to do it again. After the whole fiasco with Theo — which they still weren’t talking about, by the way — Draco had been…
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Until one night, when Draco finally asked Hermione if she’s like to take it up the arse.
“Just me,” he clarified. “I’d like it very much if you gave me your undivided attention.”
As if she couldn’t give him that.
And then it hit her: a dildo.
Not just any dildo, no. It’d have to be special, something he’d like, something he’d be delighted in.
Hence, the package.
Just the thought of her being stuffed full brought tears to Hermione’s eyes, sending zaps of pleasure straight to her core.
“This is attempted murder.”
“Mmhm, couldn’t wait for you,” she said.
That earned a mewl. “Or two,” she breathed, pulling the toy out from her cunt and presenting it to her husband, her juices glistening around it. “Draco, meet Draco.”