𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓 || 𝐃.𝐌

𝟎𝟓𝟒 (!!!)

[very mature scenes ahead.]

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"I'm taking you out today." Said Draco with a faint but proud smile on his face. "All your plans, if you had any, are canceled."

"Is that so?" Belle brushed her soft fingers against his cheek. "And why's that?"

He placed a soft, lovely kiss on her forehead, then a kiss on her nose and at last a kiss on her lips. "Because I want to spend more time with my wife."

She felt her cheeks heating up, pink appearing in them. She tried to hide it but he grabbed her chin and brought her mouth to his — connecting their lips together and she felt the taste of mint. Her favorite flavor.

"Never hide yourself from me." He whispered against her skin, making vibrations send through her body. "You're mine. And I like to see every inch of what's mine. I want to see all of you."

Instead of answering with words she pressed her lips against his, their lips connecting like they were made for each other once again.

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"Are you ready?" Asked Draco as Belle stood before her mirror, admiring herself and making sure she looked good and decent before they left.

He walked up behind her and put his hands on her hips then placed a long kiss on her neck. "If you don't hurry up then we'll be late. And we wouldn't want that right?"

Draco was taking her out today just like he told her before. She didn't know where they were going but he probably had it all planned out.

A surprise, he said that it is.

Draco held out his hand for her to take, she gladly took it and intertwined their fingers together. His hand fit perfectly in hers.

He apparated them and they appeared on a big, long street. It was the same street Draco took her to on Valentine's Day.

Draco had taken them to New York.

"New York!" She exclaimed in happiness. "What are we going to do here?"

She was wearing a black tight dress that gripped her body in perfection, she had black marching heels on and her long silky brown hair was down in waves.

"Be patient, darling." he smirked, he was wearing a luxurious black suit with a turtleneck, he had rings on his fingers. His platinum blonde hair was pushed back in perfection. He looked incredibly handsome.

Draco snaked his arm around her waist in a protective way to make sure to make everyone knew that she was his.

They walked down the street until they stood outside a big building. It looked rich and expensive. The building was white with fancy golden decorations and details. It was elegant and luxurious.

"Is this the same building we were at last time we were here in New York?" She questioned. "The building your family owns—?"

He smirked at her, "The building our family owns."

Draco still had his arm snaked around her waist and the other in his pocket.

They walked into the building and it was a restaurant, a really beautiful restaurant. Couples were sitting in front of each other enjoying each other's company and eating. People smiled at them as they walked by and Belle gladly sent them back a smile.

"Name?" A woman with dark blonde hair, dressed in white asked standing by the counter.

Dracos jaw tightened. He answered in a sharp and serious but yet powerful tone, "Malfoy."