Wild Side- Epilogue

"A holiday?" Draco looked perplexed, "Why?"

Hermione sighed, straight men; muggle or magical, friend or boyfriend were all dense.

She was lying in the crook of Draco's arm and pushed herself up to face him, "One-year anniversary, Daddy." She replied with a long-suffering sigh, "It's next week."

Draco grinned up at her, "Don't sass me, I remember. Don't worry, your largely unsubtle hints were picked up loud and clear."

"Oh goody!" she clapped her hands gleefully. After nearly a year of absolute bliss, she was much more comfortable with letting her Little out even normally.

While she didn't call Draco, Daddy in public, her comfort level with having him as both her lover and her Dom had only risen as they grew into the relationship.

For Hermione the last year had been a revelation. Draco was perfect for her, she who had largely considered herself staid and rather shy with men was wild with him. He lifted her to incredible heights in every way; personally, professionally, sexually... she was mad about him and never wanted it to end.

For Draco the last year had been absolute bliss, being with Hermione had been everything he had imagined it to be and more. They loved, laughed and played hard; both pushing each other to do better, shine brighter, work harder and love better.

Hermione had become the centre of his universe, a bright star that his life revolved around. After not having known much love in his life it was a revelation for Draco to be loved so hard and so openly by someone who came to him of her own free will, who stood for and by him, someone who only wanted him to be the best version of himself. While Narcissa loved him, she had always been fragile, it was the ferocity of Hermione's love that had made him her devoted slave.

He may have been the Dom in the relationship but truly it was she who held all the power. Draco had never considered the idea of love before, dismissing the possibility from ever taking root in his mind. Thinking and feeling like he knew that his heart was too jaded, too broken to ever be pieced back together again, blackened by the stain of what he had been a part of and by the values he had lived his life.

He had been unworthy, but loving her lifted him into her grace. A place he discovered he never wanted to leave.

He tugged her back down, snuggling her gently on their bed, "I've taken the time off and I have it planned, kitten. It'll be special." He assured her with a kiss on her nape.

"I really wasn't very subtle, was I?" giggled Hermione, before reaching up to kiss him, "Thank you." She whispered onto his lips, rubbing her nose against his, "I'm so glad we get to celebrate!"

Draco grinned down at her, knowing she wasn't prepared for the surprise he had planned for her. Contrary to his rather relaxed attitude, he had been planning for this anniversary for a while; he had something cooked up, something that had involved all their friends covering for him with Hermione. He just hoped it was the right time.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"It's a surprise." He grunted.

"Oh."

"Could I at least have a hint though?"

"What part of surprise is hard to understand, kitten?" he growled, "Go to sleep, we're leaving in the morning."

"Can't sleep now." She replied, bouncing up on their bed suddenly, "I'm so excited, Daddy!"

Draco followed her up and Hermione as usual got distracted with his gorgeous chest. Over the last year she had been constantly amazed and a little smug at her, ol' plain-Jane Granger getting herself an absolute hottie. She wasn't above the pettiness, there at least admitted it.

Draco smirked as if he'd read her mind, not that she wasn't sure he couldn't do that. She just didn't have the proof yet.

"You're drooling again." He reminded her.

"Hmm..." she replied, putting both arms on his chest, "You know I can't think when you have your shirt off, Daddy-bear."

Draco laughed before hauling her onto his lap, her legs on either sides of his. It reminded him of the time he had caught her bragging to Ginny and Luna during their bi-weekly book club.

...

Draco was early, an unusual occurrence for him. He was sure Hermione, who had not managed to convince him to move out London but whom he had convinced to move in with him instead, was supposed to be having book club with her two friends.

Potter's wife and the blonde one named after the moon. He groaned, all he wanted was a pint, to pet his dog and curl up with his baby. He just hoped they were wrapping things up.

"No Gin you don't get it. He is so freaking hot. It's a) unfair and b) just so distracting."

Now that did not sound like book-club to Draco Malfoy. He leaned against the door to listen.

"Well don't hold out then, I'm dying to know..." came the voice of Ginny Potter.

Yes kitten, do go ahead. He thought with a grin.

"I'm keen to know as well. I have always been curious, he is certainly a large man." Came the dreamy voice of Luna Lovegood

"Okay so the first time he had his shirt off in the bathroom, I kid you not I was about to pass out. I mean ooofff ma'am. He has a chiselled abdomen, you know how chiselled? The first thing I thought when I regained my mental capabilities is, I need to go to the gym more."

Draco grinned, he knew he wasn't supposed to be privy to this conversation but it was both highly amusing and flattering.

"And his arms... don't get me started on those arms. You girls know I've never been the damsel in distress sort but boy did those arms look perfect to fall into a swoon in."

"You should take a shirt-less picture." Came Ginny Potter's voice, "And send it to me."

"Gin! You're married!"

"Hey! Looking's free!"

"I'm not married." Piped up the other one.

"Okay but you didn't get to the really good bit. How's the equipment?" Draco could hear the wag in Potter's wife's brow though the door.

"Ooooh you don't even want to know..." began his girlfriend.

It was probably a good time to interrupt he thought before knocking on the door gently. Judging from the three startled but assessing gazes he knew he was currently being studied like a prize horse at a stud fair.

...

"I think I have a solution for both your excitement and your insomnia." He said nudging her legs apart, "How about some funishment?" he said grinning wickedly.

"Daddy." She pouted, "All you solutions involve spanking me."

"Yeah and then fucking you." He growled feeling her breath hitch.

"No spanking." She negotiated, "But I have something for you."

Draco studied the woman who sat atop him; his eyes ferocious and stormy, he let his hands slide off. Hermione moved off her Daddy, suddenly in the mood to play. She had purchased something fun the other day and was excited for him to see it.

She slid on a pair of fluffy pink cat ears that she had hidden in their master bath and picked up the wrapped up pink present and took them out with her.

Feeling a surge in her power when his eyes darkened hungrily. He was off the bed in a flash, she could see the evidence of his arousal through his silk pyjamas.

"You have to wait..." she teased, "There's a whole outfit to this and I'm still in your shirt."

He nodded mutely, watching her intensely as she walked slowly to their shared closet. It made Hermione's heart skip a beat, even after a year their relationship remained wild and the heat never seemed to die down.

The outfit included the gift for him, a silly pink pleated skirt that was so tiny and ridiculous it barely covered anything.

She used to think such things were so silly, but she had been a judgemental twat to be honest. It made her feel very powerful to be so in touch with her sexuality and having a partner like Draco who understood her need for his dominance in her personal life, understood that it made her feel safe when little else had in her life. And more importantly someone who wouldn't use it against her, it was amazing.

Tugging on the skirt, the stockings with pink cats on the toes and a muggle cartoon cat, Hello Kitty t-shirt and she was ready. She twirled in front of the mirror; admiring how girly yet sexy she looked... she knew she would drive her Daddy wild. Plus, why not get the anniversary celebrations going early, she thought with a cheeky grin.

Draco was getting impatient, seeing her in those fluffy pink ears had made him hard with excitement and he always loved it when Hermione initiated their play, even after a year together she was still very shy and while she participated enthusiastically it was a rare treat when she came up with a naughty game herself.

They had yet to fulfil his Hogwarts library fantasy but that would have to wait till a reunion.

Hermione carefully drew on a dark nose and whiskers on to her face and wrinkled it...deeming herself cute. He had always said he wanted to fuck his little kitten hadn't he.

She stepped out of their closet, "Close your eyes, Daddy! You're going to love this."

She laughed at his impatient growl before sneaking up and wrapping her arms around his neck, "You can open them now." She whispered into his ear. Draco looked at the vision clinging to him and swallowed audibly, Merlin, Circe and all the Gods, she was beyond cute.

"Fuck me, babygirl." he said strangled voice, his eyes dark and savage as they studied her intently. "Do you like it?" she asked breathlessly, "It was meant to be a surprise for our anniversary but I thought you'd appreciate it now all the same."

Draco gave her a wicked look, "What are you holding in your hand, baby?"

"Another gift." She said with a blush, handing it to him.

Draco quickly ripped it open before groaning softly, it was an adorable pink butt-plug with a pink jewel on its cat shaped base.

"I'd like to try this now." She blurted out, "With you everything is always wonderful."

"Thank you for trusting me." He said gently, kissing her little blacked out nose, "But I think it's time for Daddy to take over this show huh."

Hermione waited patiently as her boyfriend studied her with hungry eyes.

"I'll give you five minutes, kitten." He said, his stance straightening to Dom mode.

"Five minutes for what, Daddy?" she asked innocently.

"To hide from me before I ravage you." He replied hoarsely.

Hermione giggled happily before taking off, she dodged past Odo who was fast asleep in his bed used to and bored of the shenanigans of his humans. She had to find a good place to hide, since they had done this often and he knew most of her spots.

Maybe his study... that was one room she rarely ventured into both because he kept classified work in there and his little S&M cabinet. She had an irrational fear that if the implements were closer at hand her Daddy would use them more. Not like he didn't use them on her enough anyway.

She slipped into his study still giggling, glad for the cotton socks guarding her feet and muffling the sound of her steps.

Under his desk she thought suddenly, fliting behind the giant oak desk that dominated his study. They had often gotten carried away in this room, Hermione reminisced fondly.

...

"Draco, Draco, Dracooooo!" she screamed barging into the house.

"In my study, princess." Came his gruff voice.

Hermione was buzzing with excitement, one of her smaller bills had passed the first round of approval from the Wizengamot. It was a small infrastructure bill meant to make certain provisions for women returning to work after maternity leave, one that included the addition of having a day-care and nursery on the Ministry grounds but she was stoked!

Finally, after one rejection after another, one of her bills was this close to being passed. She was almost giddy with excitement, she rushed into Draco's study to tell him her good news before stopping short.

Draco was whittling the end of a new spanking paddle, watching her with amused eyes.

"What's the matter, kitten? What did you want to tell me?"

"Oh..." she whispered, in a daze, "One of my bills... you know the maternity care one passed round one of the Wizengamot's process. This's the first time it's happened."

"Hermione!" said her often gruff boyfriend said with admiration, "I'm so proud of you little one, come here."

He pulled her closer, before scooping her up and carrying her over to his chair. "I've always been proud of you, little love but this is truly remarkable." He said rubbing his nose against hers gently, "It was well deserved."

Hermione flushed happily, kissing him soundly. "Thank you for loving me as I am and being proud of me." She happily exclaimed, resting her head against his chest.

"Now what do you want to do to celebrate." Came his growl from above and from the squeeze of his arms she could tell he had an idea.

Studying him coyly from under her lashes she allowed him to pull her even closer...

...

Draco knew where his kitten girl was hidden and opened the door of the study quietly, "I wonder babygirl... what reward I get for finding you early." He mused out loud, gratified to hear the shuffling from under his desk.

Hermione was aroused, the chase always made her so wet for her Daddy but she didn't want to give anything away yet.

Draco slid out his desk chair, like the other furniture in his house it was made of solid oak and built for him. He knew his babygirl had a naughty fantasy about sucking his cock while hidden under here. And as her Dom it was his job to make sure she got to fulfil all her wildest fantasies.

Hermione popped her head onto Draco's lap as he sat down. Being down on her knees always made her most submissive feelings come to the fore and he looked so handsome and powerful on his big chair that she couldn't resist.

"Why hello, I seem to have a rogue kitty under my desk." Came his deep voice, gruff with arousal, "Tell me kitten, how do I punish such bad behaviour?"

"By letting me suck your cock, Daddy." She whispered boldly, asking him for permission with her eyes.

Draco gently guided his kitten's face to his silk covered erection, feeling her nimble fingers begin to untie the fastening of his pyjamas.

Hermione studied Draco's manhood, he was truly a beautiful man all over. His cock was gorgeous, thick and long and a deep red... she licked her lips before placing a delicate kiss over its head.

Her hands were small enough that she needed both when pleasing him but her aim today wasn't just to please him... it was to drive him insane.

She continued to place delicate little kisses all around the head before going in for tentative suck.

Draco had more control than any man she knew but even he jerked when he felt her small tongue rub up the underside of his shaft.

"Fuck kitty, you're lapping up my cock like a bowl of cream." He growled.

Hermione hummed at the back of her throat but continued with her deliciously wicked task, watching his wild silver eyes darken as she would take him deeper and deeper into her mouth.

Draco knew he wouldn't last long with her hot little mouth playing his dick like she was born to suck it and he had plans for his girl tonight. So, he stilled her head and moved backwards, pulling up his silk pants as he went.

"Enough." He demanded, "Crawl out bad kitty, I think it's time Daddy taught you a lesson."

Hermione moaned in disappointment but obeyed his orders. She crawled out slowly before looking up at him with submissive, needy eyes.

Draco knelt down, rubbing one rough thumb across her cheek. "Kitties don't get to speak, do they baby girl?"

"No Daddy." She replied softly.

"Bad kitty." He chastised gently before tugging a scrap of pink silk from his back pocket, "But this should teach you a lesson." He said wickedly, gently balling up the silk; which was a pair of her panties and shoving it into her mouth.

Effectively silent now Hermione allowed herself to fall deeper into her sub-space as her Daddy took over their game.

Draco hauled his girl up, propping her arms against the desk and asking her to push her bum out.

Hermione was aware of what was to come and felt her excitement growing.

Draco pushed up her silly skirt and got down on his knees. Hermione's arousal was shimmering pink across the walls of her pussy and her thighs were drenched with her honey.

Draco whispered into her ear how she was a bad, naughty little kitty that got hot whenever her Daddy did nasty things to her and she could just shake her head in mock protest.

He spanked her gently before using his fingers to gather up her moisture and coat the plug in his hands. "We don't need anything other than your honey, babygirl." he whispered into her ear, "You're such a naughty girl... now be still as Daddy gets your little bum ready for him to take your second virginity."

Hermione felt the pressure of the plug at her back hole and the resistance of her body but wasn't worried since her Daddy knew how to look after her.

Feeling a slight pinch and then the intrusion of the plug into her bum was strange but not unpleasant. She wiggled about as she felt it be seated into her, it made her feel deliciously full and now all she wanted was her Daddy inside her.

Draco turned his girlfriend around, judging from the flushed cheeks and hard nipples that she had indeed enjoyed the plug and the chase.

"You ready for the gag to be removed, bad kitty?" he asked, in his wicked Dom voice, "You ready to be Daddy's good kitty and take all his cream."

Hermione moaned through the gag, letting him know that she was indeed ready. Draco spun her around before gently removing the gag from between her sweet, berry lips.

"Daddy..." she whispered squirming, "Please fuck me. Hard."

"Your request is my command, princess." He replied before picking her up and depositing her on the oriental rug in front of the fireplace and then laying down beside her.

"No no no baby." He said, tugging her to sit atop him, "Ride me."

Hermione blushed, she loved this intimate and powerful position and with steady hands she lowered his pants. Draco watched his girl concentrate with a look of amusement on his face.

Hermione lowered herself down on his shaft, gasping at the at the feeling of fullness this position gave. Draco lifted her tight top before pulling her down to suck on her breasts.

Hermione kissed him hard, moving her hips against his in a natural rhythm.

Wasn't long now...

"May I please cum, Daddy." She exclaimed.

"Yes, with me." He growled out, guiding her body to completion. They both cried out at the same time, finding their satisfaction together.

Hermione collapsed on top of Draco's chest sighing...

"You know I really, really love you." She said softly, folding her hands under her chin and studying him.

"I love you too, babygirl." he replied tenderly, placing a kiss on her forehead.

...

Titan Isle, Cypress.

The next day

Draco tugged on his shirt nervously, they had portkeyed in to one of his family's estates that he had been returned after his prison sentence. A tiny island of the coast of Cypress, hidden to muggles. It even had its own magical ruins, something he knew his little bookworm would enjoy a great deal.

She was getting dressed now, she had been buzzing with excitement after he told her he had something special planned the first night.

He was taking her up the to the ruins for a midnight picnic, tonight was the full moon. If they were lucky the ghosts of the ancient virgin priestesses would appear for them tonight.

The ruins had once been a temple for the virgin goddess Diana, the goddess of the hunt. They were haunting beautiful, a testament to the ravages of time and growth of man-kind. He had always found them rather spectacular.

They were all alone on this island, it was small enough that one could easily walk from one length of it to the other but the cottage had a big bed and a large window facing it; through which the glorious sunrises and sunsets were visible.

The sand was warm, the sea cool and he got to see his babygirl fully naked with the sunshine turning her skin golden and warm without being bothered... it was paradise.

Hermione came down the stairs dressed in a lavender and white sundress, her warm skin glowing in the moonlight. "I'm so ready." She said enthusiastically, grabbing his hand and tugging him along with her. "How do you know this is Diana's temple? Is there some writing? Is it referenced anywhere? Have muggles ever found this island?"

"One at a time." He reminded her, "Yes there is some writing and the sculptures around the temple are Diana's and the priestesses sometimes break from their ceremonies and tell you."

"I cannot wait!"

"I can tell." He said dryly, leading her up to the little hillock where the ruins were.

They were bathed in moonlight, but also covered in hundreds of tiny little faeries.

"Draco?" asked Hermione, confused.

"Come." He urged, "See..."

She followed him up to the ruins, a soft blanket with dozens and dozens of peonies covering it, Hermione's favourite flower, a bottle of champagne and when she turned to thank him for this incredibly special evening, she found him on one knee.

Draco swallowed hard, "So as you know babygirl, I rarely have something to be nervous about but I've been sweating buckets today thinking about how I was supposed to pull this off... so Hermione Jean Granger, witch of my dreams... will you marry me?" it was delivered in his gruff voice, his eyes silver and ferocious staring right into hears fiercely.

Hermione didn't even bother looking at the ring, she was already in his arms.

"Yes."

...

Fin.