And Then I Met You

Draco's Bedroom 🔞

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Draco's room is breathtaking. A king size canopy bed with malachite green silk covers and curtains sits in the center of the room. To the right of it, an antique shelf crafted from african blackwood proudly presents a collection of dusty books and empty liquor bottles. A crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, casting a cozy glow throughout the room.

I walk to the far side of the room, pushing open one of the velvet curtains to reveal a stunning panorama view of the yard. I gasp in awe.

A cold hand wraps around my waist, spinning me around. Before I can decipher what's happening, Draco's lips are on mine. The electricity flowing between us is euphoric, and I simply can't get enough. I allow myself to run a hand through his hair, and part his lips with my tongue, trying to deepen the kiss.

Draco smirks. "I can't believe you're finally here", he mumbles against my lips. 

With that I blink back to reality, and pull away. 

"Should we be doing this?" 

"Why shouldn't we be doing this?" Draco stares at me with a perplexed look on his face.

"I dunno," I shrug. "I just feel like the timing is a bit odd, don't you think so?" 

"Not at all", Draco crosses his arms and leans against a wall. "Why do you think so?" 

"I mean, in a nutshell, I've come here to confront a conspiring dictator, who has made it his life mission to wipe out my entire family." 

"Well yes", Draco agrees. "But you're here. My father isn't suspicious of you, and tonight we're seeing my mother, most likely to discuss the logistics of your mission. We couldn't be in a better position!" 

"And the timing?" 

"It is a bit odd I suppose", Draco chuckles. "...But we both need something to distract us from reality, at least for a night." 

I sigh. 

"Besides, I know you've been wanting- correction- needing this for a while now." Draco saunters over to me. "Am I right?"

"Maybe..." 

Draco places a hand on my shoulder. "Lia, I won't do anything unless you tell me that you want me to." His hand wanders from my shoulder to my cheek, his rings cold against my skin. 

I shudder in response to his, as always, intoxicating touch. 

"Say it." Draco runs a thumb over my lips. 

"I want you to." Then I grab his face and kiss him. 

Draco leans down and lifts me up, so that my thighs are straddling his hips.

He carries me over to his bed, assertively placing me down. His lips leave mine, trailing along my jawline, and down my neck. I sigh and tilt my head back, exposing more skin for him. He places a few rough kisses along my collar bone, then moves back up to my lips, gently latching his teeth onto my lower lip. I gasp at the sharp, titillating pain.

Draco's hands move across my body quickly, hungrily tracing each of my curves. He cups a hand over my chest, and a moan escapes my lips. With a coy smile playing on his lips, Draco wraps an arm around the small of my back, scooping me up so that I'm sitting on his lap. His hands fidget with the hem of my shirt.

"Take this off", he murmurs.

I strip off my shirt and Draco's eyes wander up and down my upper body. He's about to lean in to kiss me again when I place a finger on his lips, effectively holding him back. 

"Seems a little... unfair that you haven't taken off your shirt in return."

Draco smirks and removes his shirt, tossing it across the room. His upper body is tightly toned, but not too bulky. In fact, his muscles are visible in an almost elegant manner, abs tightening as he leans back, supporting himself on his elbows. 

His eyes roam over my body, dark with lust and anticipation.

"Is this my cue to lead?" I raise my eyebrows.

Draco nods, the smirk still plastered on his face and I lean forwards, kissing him. Attempting to copy his earlier moves, I trail my kisses along his jawline before dipping my head to reach his neck. Dracos hands grip at my curves, traveling down my back, to the back of my thighs and up again. He reaches my bra, gently tracing it with his thumb.

"Can I?" His lips are close to my ear and every word sends a wave of goosebumps through my body.

"Please."

In one smooth movement, Draco unclasps my bra with his right hand, yanking it off and dropping it next to the bed.

My breath leaves my throat as Draco suddenly flips me over so that he's on top again, positioning himself between my legs. 

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POV: Draco 

Another moan erupts from Ophelia's mouth and I smirk in accomplishment.

I want her so badly. All of her. 

But I don't want to be the one to ask.

Instead, I'll play this game strategically.

 I run a hand down Ophelias inner thigh, very close to the hem of her undergarments, before running my hand back up again. I repeat the movement a couple of times, teasing her. 

Each time I come a little closer, until my fingers are barely brushing the edge of her lingerie. 

Ophelias thighs are smooth and soft, and she's wearing a gorgeous satin slip, embroidered with emerald lace. 

Needless to say, my ability to resist her dwindles with each stroke. 

Just as I'm about to give up, Ophelia gives in first.

She sighs in frustration before looking me straight in the eyes. "I want you."

Success. I raise my eyebrows in surprise. "Do you now?"

Ophelia nods, a shy smile on her lips. "All of you." 

"Well if you insist", I shrug, reaching down to hook my thumb onto the hem of her lingerie.

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PSA - I will not go any further because it makes me uncomfortable <3, but I hope my readers who requested this enjoyed the chapter!