Silence is Deafening

Chapter 42

a/n: strong sexual content. 18 +

He tasted like sunshine. His lips were locked onto mine, forcing me to fall into rhythm with him. I happily obliged, trying desperately to control my racing heart rate. Everything I had ever wanted felt like it was coming to fruition right then and there. All I wanted to do was kiss him, and never stop kissing him. Kissing Draco felt like the most right thing I had ever done.

He gripped my arms tightly, as if I would simply vanish from sight without the pressure of his fingers. He kissed me hungrily, pushing his tongue between my lips and letting the tip run over my teeth. I moaned slightly, unable to stop myself. Draco's lips turned up ever so slightly, and he deepened our kiss. His hands traveled down my arms, raising goosebumps in their wake.

His hands came to rest on my hips, dragging them forward to press against him. He was not being slow or gentle about anything, but I didn't mind---we had no more time for any of that.

"Draco." I whispered, just wanting to taste his name in my mouth. He responded silently, his tongue dancing with mine. I grabbed at his shirt, pulling at it to signify my desire.

He broke our kiss immediately, tugging off his bloody shirt in a quick flash. He dropped it to the ground, and I took a moment to stare at him. He was so beautiful it hurt. I let my mind wander for a moment, trying to picture a world without war. A world where Draco and I could be just that--Draco and I.

"I love you." Draco whispered, simply. I almost jumped at how easy the words rolled off of his tongue, as if it was natural.

Then he was kissing me again, his fingers sliding down the front of my shirt to quickly undo the buttons. I desperately craved to feel Draco, my mind begging him to unbutton faster. He pushed my shirt down my arms and quickly let his hands find my chest. I almost gasped as he groped and squeezed, feeling the electricity of it tingle in my stomach.

"If you want me to stop--"

"Don't stop." I breathed against his lips.

He pulled away from my mouth, bringing his lips to suck at the spot just below the corner of my jaw. My knees buckled with the intensity of it, and he wrapped a firm hand around my waist to keep me upright.

My hands had a mind of their own. I instinctively reached between us and began to fumble with his belt. Draco's lips paused only for a fraction of a second, before they began to kiss more frantically down the column of my neck.

I pushed his trousers down his thighs, letting them pool around his ankles. He stepped out of them swiftly, frantically.

I grabbed at the waistband of his boxers, feeling his breath catch in his throat, feeling his lips stutter against my collar bone.

In one motion, I pushed them down his legs, following his trousers. His cock sprang up quickly, slapping against his stomach. I moaned when he bared his teeth, letting them scrape against my shoulder. His left hand slid across my breasts, tweaking my nipple. Hot fire shot through my veins.

I had an idea, and I knew what I wanted to do. Time was running out between the two of us. I had no idea if we would ever be able to be like this again. I wanted him, all of him, right now.

I quickly dropped to my knees in front of him, knowing exactly what I wanted.

"Elizabeth--You don't--" He started, but his eyes were filled with lust.

"I want to. Let me." I begged, quickly taking him in hand. He was rock hard already, his skin smooth as glass. I pumped him twice, and he sucked in a breath.