Five Times Draco Malfoy Accidentally Apparated into Hermione Granger's Bed... And the One Time He Meant To

Draco’s breath hitches. He’s close to that sweet release that will make this day better. He’s falling into the deepness of the sort of orgasm that will melt his body and allow him to relax enough to finally sleep.

His bed is dark but welcoming, without so many goddamn pillows. It’s not the fluffy mess of clouds that Granger’s is, even if he’d like to put one of those pillows under her hips as he fucked her.

Dammit. He needs to stop thinking about her soft bed. He needs to stop thinking about Granger at all. He’s so hard, it hurts, even with his hand on himself, chasing release. He needs to–

"Malfoy, did you just Apparate into my bed?!"