Limerence; Draco Malfoy

Chapter Fifty-Four: S&M

All was still and silent, aside from the hot surge of blood in my ears. I didn't turn around. Instead, my arms went and hugged my chest. Draco spoke, his voice alone enough to make the anxious knot in my abdomen tighten.

"If we do this, they'll be no need for a silencing spell. One, because obviously, nobody else is here, and two," He was prowling towards me from behind now -- I could hear his slow footsteps drawing closer. And closer. My shoulder blades suddenly brushed against his chest, and his lips dipped down to my ear. "--These walls are soundproof."

A hand closed around the top of my arm and I was sharply spun around.

He held me by the shoulders and the extra support was of great convenience, because my nerves were rattled now; causing the room to tilt left and right.

Especially when he gave me that look -- the look which made it feel like he was staring straight into my soul, and carefully rifling through my thoughts. Whatever he read of my expression, caused doubt to fill his. He told me:

"It's not too late to back out of this, you know,"

I tiled my chin up, eyeing him straight on. "Can we just shut up talking and get on with it already?"

Fingers came to press under the line of my jaw, and my neck arched. The controlling action was performed with none of his usual, feral urgency. Rather, there was a delicacy in his touch, as well as a softness that touched upon his lips in the form of a faint, knowing smile.

I stilled under the light of his blue eyes, entranced.

Me and Draco stared and it felt like we were kissing before his lips had even pressed onto mine.

But then they did -- and they did so sweetly. We were not friends, but our lips were practically star-crossed lovers. My thoughts had finally gone silent; our lips however, and their soft sounds drifted out continuously through the air.

Without breaking the kiss, Draco took my arms and draped them over the back of his neck, before curling his own around my waist -Pulling me close.

I inhaled deeply through my nose, expelled a soft sigh, turned whimper, before lazily floating down into a rose-tinted haze as the kiss deepened. Slowly, his wet lips closed around mine -- claiming them -- and our mouths began lapping against each other like waves brushing against the shore. He gave a low, languid groan into my mouth, causing heat to surge up from my abdomen, until it glowed pink in my cheeks.

My fingers laced through the silky strands of hair at the back of his neck, and he sighed, deeply. Pulled us closer until our bodies were practically moulded together. My heart skipped when his tongue lashed out, swiping against my bottom lip, before it slipped past them.

Our rhythm kicked up a notch as he caressed the insides of my mouth, and now those sweet ocean waves lapping against the sands had swelled into a dark tsunami. A deadly current pulled back and forth between us, and our breaths grew ragged but we didn't stop. Our teeth clashed but we didn't stop. My jaw was aching but I kissed him harder, needier -- until he abruptly pulled away.

The hands curled around my waist were gone.
I tried to focus on the pale blur in front of me, but couldn't see clearly for the stars in my eyes.

But I heard him muttering out a spell.
A moment later, the weight of my clothes disappeared.

I glanced down with a start. A red hot blush spreading across my cheeks when I saw that I was now only wearing a black lace bra and underwear.

Draco swiftly stepped forwards again eyeing the lace detailing with a faint smirk, and his cold hands came to rest on my bare shoulders. He slid them up, leaving goosebumps in their wake, until they reached a stop at the nape of my neck.