They are only using us. /Draco Malfoy/

Bombing

Y/N SALVATORE POV

I sat there cock-warming Draco as I played with the bubbles. My hands reached out to build shapes with the foam and planted them all across the water.

"Stop moving around like that. I won't hesitate to start round two." Draco cooed from behind me.

I giggled and went back to my bubbles. They really amazed me and were so pretty.

"Look daddy, it's and perfect sphere." I squealed and turned to show Draco.

Draco smirked and went back to washing my hair.

I blew it off my hands and I watched it fly all over the place.

"Someone's enjoying their bath." Draco chuckled.

I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Daddy?" I huffed.

"Yes princess?" He replied.

"What are we going to tell my parents? No one wants us to be together except for us and our families hate each other. Not to mention the up coming war." I sighed out.

Draco was silent and searched for an answer.

"Who do you think will win?" I asked.

"I-well, I hope we do." He stuttered.

"What side are we on Draco? I don't know about you, but I don't necessarily want the wizarding world to live in fear and ruled my one dark lord." I let out.

Draco slowing spun me around and forced our eyes together.

"I'll be on whichever side you're on. I won't loose you to some pathetic war. I can't live without you." He spoke.

My belly twisted from the cock deep inside me and his words. I leaned down, kissed his cheek and hugged him.

"Are we going to run away then?" I cooed.

"If that's what it comes too. We can start our own business and work our way up." He cooed.

"And the dark mark?" I sighed.

"We'll figure it out." He sighed back.

I smiled and released my body from the hug. Draco had watering eyes that broke my heart.

"No bubs, don't cry." I cooed.

"I'm not crying and what did you just call me?" He asserted in an firm manor.

I was taken back a little, but I realized I had to work harder to tear down his walls. I've made an dent, but I need to go deeper.

"Bubs. I just called you that cause I love you." I cooed.

Draco was silent as he just studied me.

"Anyways, my favorite color is purple. What is yours?" I started.

"What? Why do you-"

"Just answer the question love. I'm..writing an book and I need background information for the characters." I lied.

"How does an favorite color help build up an character?" He questioned.

"I can't tell you." I cooed. "Just answer it. It would help me a lot."

"Fine. Er..green." He answered.

"Ok. Um, are you an ferret or owl person?" I asked.

"Ferret." He replied.

"I see you like apples. Why don't you eat the red ones?" We continued.

"Because they are disgusting and don't taste as good as the green ones. Actually I've had red apples once. N.A.S.T.Y. It was all bitter and sour. Also, it's always that one flavor and that flavor is never sweet. I don't think I've spit something out faster." He explained.