𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖚𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖋𝖑𝖞 𝕰𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖈𝖙 ; 𝕯.𝕸

17~Flashbacks

*Major smut warning, read at your own risk*

I'm serious. Like this is majorly smutty.

Warnings

-Knife play

-Bondage

-Teasing

-Ice

Seriously grab your holy water :)

Side note, this is all consensual. Don't come at me.

*Aurora and Draco Original Reality August 24th, 1995*

"Shhh. Draco, you'll wake him up." Aurora whispers to her boyfriend who just floo powdered into her living room fireplace. 

Aurora takes his hand creeping up the dark wooden stairs that led to her room.

Draco wraps his arms around her waist kissing her neck as they walk down the hall way. 

"Stop." She tries to push him off but he keeps his lips attached to her neck sucking until it leaves a deep red mark. "Draco." She squeals quietly opening her bedroom door shoving him inside casting the silencing spell as she closes her door. "What are you doing here at," She looks at the grandfather clock next to her cupboard, "Four in the morning?"

"I just wanted to see you." He gives her a bashful smile.

"No, you didn't." She smirks grabbing one of the posts of her four-poster bed, swinging herself around to the side, staring down at her boyfriend.

"Okay maybe, I did come here for something." He wiggles his eyebrows.

"You're such a prat." She jokes throwing one of her many emerald throw pillows at him.

"I'm kidding," He pauses. "Sorta."

Aurora lets out a groan, face planting into her mattress. "Draco, tell me why you're here before I Avada Kedavra you for waking me up." She says, her voice muffled by the pillows, holding up her wand ready to cast a hex at him.

"Fine." He laughs laying back on her bed next to her, "My mother is hosting a gala and you're invited. . .as my date." He says nervously.

Aurora found it endearing that even after a year of dating he still gets nervous when he asks her to accompany him to events.

She grabs his face placing a lingering kiss on his lips, "Of course I'll go with you." 

Draco smiles into the kiss as he pulls her closer to him. Aurora licks his bottom lip asking for entrance, which he gladly gives. Draco rolls on top of her slowly starting to kiss down her jaw making his way to her neck. She lets out an audible moan as he finds the sensitive spot on her neck. 

"Draco." She moans out as he begins sliding his hand down her stomach to the waist band of her shorts. 

Her breath hitches as he slides his hand under, playing with her through her panties causing her to buck her hips. 

"Don't play with me." She mutters. 

That's all Draco needs to hear. He climbs on top of her, using his right hand to slide under her shirt lifting the material over her head. She's not wearing a bra. The crisp fall air hitting her body causing goose bumps to form. 

She takes her hands sliding them under his t-shirt grazing her fingers over his chiseled stomach. 

Draco inserts another finger making her gasp, breaking their kiss. She starts to feel the pressure in her stomach build up and he uses his thumb to circle her clit adding more pressure. She shifts from the movement of his hand, feeling him press into her side.