𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 (𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 82

It was dark, I couldn't see anything, except his outline. My lower back was pushed up against the cold marble counter.

All I could think about was how it hadn't even been an hour since we did it but my mind was also thinking about the sensation that was going wild between my legs.

"Tell me I can." He whispered right by my ear, goosebumps going wild all around my body.

"You can." I replied. As soon as I took another breath, his fingers began to curl under the bottom of my shirt, lifting it swiftly from my body.

I reached my hands forward to the bottom of his shirt and rose it from his body, throwing it behind him.

I slowly moved my hands down chest and along his stomach being careful around the cuts and bruises.

"Does that hurt?" I whispered. He placed his hands on either sides of my waist and pulled me closer to him.

"If anything, I feel better." He spoke in a soft tone.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, tangling my fingers in his hair as our lips connected. Harshly.

"Touch me more." He mumbled against my lips.

With arising confidence, I placed my hands at his belt, unbuckling it followed by pulling his pants down to his mid thighs.

His dick rested against his stomach as his breathing picked up while my hand got closer to where he wanted it.

I began to slowly rub his tip with my thumb taking note of his restless movements.

His head fell into my shoulder as his nails dug into my waist.

"Like that?" I whispered.

"Mhm." He whimpered, his grip on my waist loosening as he began to feel useless.

I bit down on my lip to prevent myself from saying some bullshit that would switch our positions. Not that I would care.

"Please go faster." He pleaded as his chest rose and dropped, his warm breath sitting against my neck.

The feeling between my legs began to rise, thinking about what I could do to him. I wanted to hear more.

I stopped moving my thumb. A needy whimper slid through his lips.

"No, please. I don't- fuck, Y/n-" He began to thrust his dick into my hand.

Another whimper. How much more could I take?

"Y/n- you better keep going." He desperately breathed down my neck.

If I could see his face right now... I wanted to see his rosy cheeks. I wanted to see the rise and drop of his chest.

"Don't be a naughty bitch, Y/n. Keep going or I'll fuck you until your part of the counter." He spat, a bit of neediness still present.

I tried to think of something to say but everything was stuck in the back of my throat.

Two cold hands attached at my hips, spinning me around.

My bare chest was pushed down against the counter.

"Do you want to be fucked? Is that it?" He scoffed, his breath growing harsher.

I stayed silent.

"Answer me." He growled.

"Yes." I whispered.

I felt the fabric of my pants leave my legs. I was completely bare now.

Both his hands grabbed my hips. There was nothing I could do now.

The side of my cheek flooded with warmth, the scent of mints filling the air around me.

"I love you, Y/n." He whispered.

Every part of my body sparked, I smiled against the cold counter.

How could someone play two roles at once and pull them off perfectly?

"I love you too, Draco." I replied, quietly.

"But right now, I have to act like I hate you."

My smile grew wider.

"Yeah, I know."

I felt him move away, waiting a few seconds before he began to slowly push himself in, grabbing my hips to his comfort.

His hips began to rock back and forth, slow at first before they began to slowly pick up their pace.

He didn't say anything, neither did I. This type of situation isn't the type you'd think of as peaceful but... it was?

I'd never really felt what it was like. Or appreciated.

I listened to his heavy breathing aswell as mine. My chest began to harshly move against the cold marble, more than before.

One hand left my hip and reached for my hair that was as I could imagine, horribly messed up. He held it in a tight fist, forcing my face away from the counter.

If words were audible, he'd be saying unimaginable profanitys.

His thrusts began to get sloppier as did his hold on my hair.

The noises made by our bodies were the only noises to be heard.

I could feel myself getting closer.

My body began to feel restless, my stomach knotting.

His body slammed into mine a few more times until we both finished.

He released my hair and pulled out.

I heard him fall against the towel cabinet as he tried to calm his breathing down.

I slowly pulled myself away from the counter.

"That was different." He whispered.

I laughed and rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, felt like some soap opera shit." I whispered. The room was quiet. "Not that it's a bad thing, of course."

"Let's get to bed, love. My muscles are starting to burn." He chuckled.

"Shit, I'm sorry, I completely forgot about all of that..."

"I brought this onto myself." His hands slid themselves around my bare waist. "If you ask me, best idea ever." He whispered, shortly after he connected our lips.

My arms carefully wrapped themselves around his neck like a loose tie that was bound to fall off.

I combed my fingers through his hair before we both slowly pulled away.

"I can't see you right now and not to sound cheesy but, I know you're still the prettiest girl ever, even after this." He whispered.

"Right back at you, Malfoy." I pulled him back in for another kiss that was ruined by the two of us hopelessly smiling.

Thank Merlin I'm not a basic Muggle. What'd I do without him?

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A/N

Hey guys! Sorry for taking so long! No seriously, it's been months! I'm truly sorry, life's been very complicated and full lately but writing this fanfic always made me happy so I decided to stop pushing it off and publish a chapter.
Half of this chapter was actually written in July. I find it very weird that after months, this is the type of chapter I'm publishing LOL.
Anyways, hope you guys enjoy. I promise not to keep you guys waiting long.
Love you all! <3