Professor Malfoy

48 | runaway

Chapter 48
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I am having the best sleep of these past few weeks when all of sudden, I'm awakened by a loud sound, something like a whistling kettle. A silent cuss words coming out of a male follow afterwards. It must be still in my dream.

I don't open my eyes just yet, I roll my body on the other side of the bed, but I don't meet the end, which surprises me - my bed is small, I must be somewhere else. The second thing that hits me is a familiar scent on the pillow my head is lying on. Mint and apples.

Mint and apples...

My body immediately flinches forward into a sitting position and I force my eyes to open wide, wiping the morning crust out of the corners. When my sight adapts to the amount of the morning light, I see Draco. He's standing in the kitchen.

My mouth opens, I let out a soft gasp. He's here. He's here-

And I'm laying in his wide bed, covered in white, soft sheets. Just like I always imagined them to be, wrapped around his body. I grab it into my hands and pull it toward my nose to get the smell to me. I want to remember this moment forever.

He's here, he's here, he's here...I don't believe it until I get to touch him.

Slowly, I get out of the bed and make a few silent steps toward the kitchen without him noticing, because he's not facing me. His back is.

I don't wait any longer, this is the moment I've been waiting for. Gently, I wrap both my hands around his chest from behind, my fingertips are stroking his skin as they're making their way to meet my other hand by his chest. He doesn't flinch, doesn't do any sudden movement, like he's been waiting for me to do exactly this.

"Good morning." I say with my morning voice.
My hand rests on his back while hugging him from behind, absorbing his body warmth and energy. He has soft places, like the begging of his neck, but mostly, his body is structured and hard as a rock. I like his back though there are many wounds that I'm sure haven't been there before he left.

He lets go of the kettle and tilts his head back as I gently press my lips against the skin of his back. My hands move higher from the belly to his chest, I can't not hear the light moan that escapes his moth as I make my way with my lips up, up to his neck. I'm standing on the tip of my toes to get there.

Before I reach the maximum level of my toes, he does a quick movement with his whole body and I don't even know how, I end up on the kitchen counter. The surface is cold to my bare thighs, which makes my skin lightly tremble with goosebumps. I don't think they're here just from the cold, though. The moment Draco's hand lands on my inner thigh and spreads my legs wide apart, I lose the control of my body.

I need him. Desperately and right now.

"Good morning," He says with a smirk on his face and moves his body, or more like presses his body fully between my opened thighs.

I suck in my breath and quickly glance at his lap where his sweatpants are almost tearing as he's getting harder and harder. I didn't even have to look, I can feel it right between my thighs. Stone hard.

"I missed you," he whispers and grabs me by my throat, then lowers his mouth to my bare neck, "so fucking much."

I don't say anything, I only let my eyes close to enjoy the moment of his lips pressed against my neck to the fullest. His mouth is warm just like his tongue, he's leaving wet marks all over while dragging it toward my ear.

I've been wondering where that voice in the back of my head went. It's back now.

No! No, you need an explanation. He can't just-