A Beautiful Monstrosity

Her lips enunciating pleasure. He stalled. Licked his own. "Depends what's up for offer," he murmured, grey eyes perusing the menu. He didn't dare look at her. "Another beverage, perhaps? Something more suited to dusk instead of dawn?" Their eyes met and the waiter arrived. A one-shot where Hermione and Draco indulge themselves outside the office.