Draco Malfoy | April 1996
He knew she was going to say no to him when he had asked her to be his date to the ball, but he wanted to ask her anyway.
Because in all honesty, he didn't want to have his moments with Kaimana out in the open and public. With Snape watching and observing Draco's every move with Kaimana, he would know Draco was lying about the last update.
But for right now, Draco allowed himself to get lost and surrender himself to this kiss with Kaimana, this kiss he was so badly eager for like a kid on Christmas morning.
God, her lips were so soft and smooth and silky and tasted amazing. Her lips were rich—that was how he would describe her lips.
He didn't know how he was still standing up because his knees were weaker than a piece of uncooked spaghetti. And it only made him groan weakly into the kiss when she kissed him back with the same fire and passion he did her.
He felt his body set free a million of those pesky little butterflies in his stomach at how perfectly her lips fit against his. Almost like they were made for each other, like they were the last pieces of a puzzle and the puzzle was complete the second he dipped his mouth to hers.
So this was what it felt like to kiss her again. To have her pretty mouth against his, moving as if their mouths were old friends who never fell out of rhythm. It felt good. More than good.
It felt heavenly to feel her lips against his. It felt like there was more fire and passion than there was when they first kissed almost two years ago during their hookup. It was like a million flames ignited inside of him and he felt like his insides were burning and melting faster than he could register.
Their kiss was gentle and soft, but rough in all the right ways. Their heads tilted in opposite directions, desperate to get as much of each other's mouths as possible. Both of their breathing was in sync, both heavy but so light.
He felt her tongue slide gingerly across his bottom lip before slipping into his mouth and he groaned again at the feeling. Her lips tasted sweet and he tasted the spearmint toothpaste on her tongue. He liked this way too much.
His hands moved smoothly to rest on either side of her neck, his thumbs brushing over the smooth skin of her delicate, but sharp jawline. He kissed her hard, and she kissed him back harder, almost like they were both trying to fuse their lips together.
The best part about this was that he didn't need to excessively hunch his back and dip his head lower than he preferred. All he had to do was look down just a bit and he met her lips.
He felt her hands slide from around his body to hold him in place by his hips. He felt her pull him closer to her even though their fronts were already pressed together.
He used his own tongue to push hers out of his mouth, and then he thrusted his tongue between her lips. He felt his knees almost give out on him when she let a soft exhale, almost a light moan, when he took control.
He glided his tongue across the smooth surface of the top row of her teeth, feeling her crooked lateral tooth beneath his tongue, but that was the tooth that made her smile so contagious and beautiful.
"Stalker." Kaimana pulled back, breathless.
"Shhh..." Draco closed the gap between their lips again, not wanting to feel his lips empty without hers against his.
It was like her lips were a drug. He just wanted to feel her lips on his, to savour it and bask it in. He wanted to feel nothing else but her lips fused with his.
Oh, he was seeing spots due to her angelic lips.
She obliged to the kiss again, and he knew she felt just as weakened by the kiss as he did when her grip tightened around him to keep herself stable.

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