[Evans]

"draco shut up and touch me."

draco malfoy's pov:
evans was dared to give me a hickey, im not worried. she probably won't even leave a mark.

she started seductively walking over to me, only to straddle my lap. i started getting nervous and gulped.

i placed my hands on her thighs. she started kissing my cheek and then down to my jawline, and now finally reaching my neck.

fuck, maybe she does know what she's doing, i was wondering why she wasn't sucking yet, until she kissed over my sweet spot.

my body betrayed me and shivered, letting her know she found my sweet spot. she started sucking lightly. i closed my eyes to get it over with.

it wasn't bad, she wasn't doing it harsh. she started biting at my neck as well, causing me to open my mouth but nothing coming out.

she had been sucking for a minute now. she sucked and but harder. i let out a whimper on accident. fuck. i felt her smirk against my neck.

she bit one last time than got off my lap. she looked down at me and the mark she left on my neck.

"damn draco next time take the wand out of your pocket."
she said. i didn't even noticed she made me hard, once again may i add.

i tried to cover it but nothing was working. i got up and went to the bathroom.

i stood there for a few minutes just thinking if i let it soften or deal with it. i was thinking when the door opened. i quickly turned around only to see evans leaning against the door way with a smirk.

"struggling are we, draco?"
she laughed out.

"this isn't funny, you keep doing this. it's on purpose isn't it!?"
i asked. why does this keep happening to me.

"it's not my fault your a horny teenager who i tend to turn on, even in front of other people."
she smirked harder.

i sped walked over to her and slammed her to the wall by her waist.

"you don't turn me on evans."

"yeah, that's really believable draco."
she scoffed and directed her vision down to the dent in my pants then back to me.

"y-you gave me a hickey! anyone can do that and turn me on."
i tried explaining.

"yeah, and the shower incident?"
she asked arching a brow. how in the fuck am i supposed to explain that.

"that wasn't about y-you evans."
why am i stuttering?

"really? if i do recall your exact words- moans actually were "fuck, eva-

"shut the hell up evans."

she fake moaned in a masculine voice.

"oh my god, evans."
she was taking it to far, what the fuck do i do to make her shut the hell up?

she was still fake moaning and biting her lip. i just did the first thing i could think of and kissed her. her moan shallowed out the longer our lips were touching.

she froze at first thinking if she wanted to kiss back, she finally gave in and started kissing me back. we started turning our heads, making the kiss deeper.

i moved one hand from her waist to her neck and squeezed, not hard.

our lips were in sync, i still hadn't gotten over how plump and soft her lips were. 

i only kissed her to shut her up and now we are making out. i lifted her thigh up and brought it to my waist, similar to what i did at the party before we got interrupted.