'..."I want to hear you beg my name".
"Draco" She breathes in complete ecstasy.
"Good girl" I murmur bending her over.'
Two purebloods, two Slytherins, no more than acquaintances. A game of dares, of risks and nightmares.
-Dare
*Disclaimers:*
- Dra...
Come, let us live and love, and be deaf to the vile jabber of the ugly old fools, the sun may come up each day but when our star is out...our night, it shall last forever and give me a thousand kisses and a hundred more a thousand more again, and another hundred, another thousand, and again a hundred more, as we kiss these passionate thousands let us lose track; in our oblivion, we will avoid the watchful eyes of stupid, evil peasants hungry to figure out how many kisses we have kissed.
And you'll be in your favourite poem. The one I used to read to you.
And you'll be in every day's sky.
And you'll be in every words, every breath.
You'll be in every atom of me.
You were. You are. You'll be. Forever still, in agony of the deepest strands of hell. It's you. My Maeve. My one.
I love you.
Draco
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