"Shut up right now." He says, covering my mouth with his hand.
For a moment we both stare at each other, not quite sure what to do next.
My body is frozen against the wall. All I can focus on is Draco's minty breath that dances across my face.
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A/N:
⚠️MATURE CONTENT⚠️ IN THIS CHAPTER (yes i finally did it)...
Draco slowly opens the door to his room. I look around, remembering what happened the last time I was here. I make a mental note not to go near that photo this time.
Books are scatter across the room, pages still open as if Draco was halfway through studying before he left. The duvet that usually lies neatly on the bed is messily thrown along the floor and Draco quickly rushes to pick it up.
"Sorry, I wasn't expecting anyone" He says, clearly embarrassed by his lack of organisation.
"Don't worry about it." I assure him. I pick up the opposite end of the duvet and help him lay it out on the bed.
The walk back to school had been nice. Conversation seemed easy, but now that we're alone in his room I can't think of anything. Draco seems tense too. He rests his frame against the pillar of his bed, gripping his hand around the sturdy beam. His carefully greased hair has seemed to suffer from the events of tonight and now flops over his forehead in a slightly disheveled style. Since I saw him a couple weeks ago he seems to have gotten paler- perhaps it's stress? He finally notices me staring at him and smirks a little before joining me on his bed. I've buried myself under the duvet in an attempt to increased my body temperature, which must be close to freezing after the walk.
"Hi." I say as he pulls the covers over him and faces me.
"Hello" Draco replies. His eyes rest on my lips.
"Sorry about everything that happened between us. I really didn't want it to end up that way-" I'm cut off by Draco's hand covering my mouth. A shiver runs down my spine at his cold touch.
"Let's not talk about it." His thumb traces circles on my cheek, sparking butterflies in the pit of my stomach. "What's done is done."
"No I know that but I don't think I handled things in the right-" I'm cut off again but this time its by Draco's lips. He lifts me up by the waist so that my legs straddle him. I lean in further, desperate to keep the moment going. Draco's hands feel every inch of my body and pull me closer to him. My mind is spinning as he runs his fingers carefully through my hair. My breathing is rapidly increasing and I realise that, in this moment, I want Draco. I want all of him. Draco seems to have the same idea as I feel him begin to unzip the back of my dress. His lips remain in contact with mine all the time, refusing to part. I help him pull my dress off of my body and over my head, breaking away for one moment. I see Draco quickly glance at my half naked body before grabbing my face and pulling me back towards him. His hands trail down my waist down to my ass. Beneath me I can feel him getting harder and harder with every passing second. I know exactly what I want and this time no meaningless argument will stop me.
