The Minster's Daughter- Draco Malfoy

bath time.

-DRACO'S POV-

"Why do you have two baths?"

Audrey and I were now in her bathroom after about half an hour of just lying there.

"My aunt and uncle used to live here with my grandparents for a few years before I was born. This was their room, so it has a twin bathroom," she muttered, trying to get a towel from the cupboard.

"Which one do you want?" I asked, muttering as I caught sight of her arse, red and marked with my hand prints. Just how it should be.

"White bubbles and Rose Petal Salts. Same as every Friday," she mumbled, placing towels on the chair and reaching back into the cupboard for the mason jar of salts. She still was wearing her bra, and I must say that it's doing her every favour. Her skin was more tanned than her father's, making me think that her mother might have had a bit of heritage to her. The black lace on her skin was doing things to me, I'll tell you.

"But then I'll smell like you. I can't afford to walk through the common room smelling like I dipped myself in Rose-Hip oil," I complained. 

"Is it that strong?" She questioned. Strong is an understatement. I drowned in it when I seen her in the day. I say drowned- more like basked. She smelled divine.

"Oh yeah. But the smell's different some days," I muttered. I narrowed that down to the different shit she put into her baths.

"Well I have a tea tree and mint set of bubbles if you'd like," She wavered, bending down to retrieve it from a lower shelf. I almost fucking groaned.

"That sounds alright," I muttered. Her arse was enticing and I was becoming unapologetically hard again. Out of nowhere, the baths started running themselves, which I assumed was caused by some sort of wandless magic she performed. 

As she was getting towels and shit ready, I took it as an opportunity to snoop around her bathroom, starting with the cabinet under the mirrors of the sinks. Her bathroom was sort of two rooms. A room with two baths and storage and another with two sinks, a large shower and a toilet. Audrey seemed to be living large. This bathroom could give my bathroom at the Manor a run for it's money.

Inside the cupboards under the right hand side sink were towels and soaps of all kinds. Under the left looked like the sink she used. I say this because it was filled with items a woman would use for her skin. Some looked absolutely unnecessary. Who would need a 'body yoghurt'? All of them were neatly in the cupboards. Her toothbrush and toothpaste was in a drawer in some sort of organised divider thing, accompanied with a half-used bar of soap and a small pot of something unlabelled that I couldn't recognise. What I did notice however, was that she had no makeup. I knew that she never wore it in school, but most girls would have some for special occasions- not like she needed it. She had no feminine hygiene products either, which stumped me.

"Draco, the bath's finished," her voice came, as she entered the room.

"What the fuck is 'body butter'?" I asked, spotting it in the drawer.

"What do you think it is? You rub it on your body and it, you know... moisturises it, I suppose. I use it to make my skin soft," she babbled, going into a larger cupboard across the room, bending down in that fashion that made my cock twitch, pulling out two robes, handing me the larger one, faltering when she seen my erection and smiling coyly, trying to turn away. Me being one step ahead, I seized her wrist, turning her back around.

She knew exactly what I wanted. I could see it. Before I knew it, she was on her knees again, working her magic.

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