𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 | a dramione story

chapter 8

I stopped outside of Theo's bedroom and stood there like a fool. I didn't really have anything to say to him. And I certainly wasn't going to offer to do anything for or to him as I'd insinuated to Draco. I stood there for a few seconds and was about to turn back around when I saw Draco coming towards the room with a sneer on his face.

"Did Theo throw you out already?"

"Excuse me?" I glared at him.

"You're standing in the hallway looking embarrassed." He shrugged as he stood next to me. "I assumed that you got blown off."

"Men don't blow me off." My head tilted up as I avoided looking at his chest.

"True, you're not really the sort a man would blow off." He licked his lips. "I think—"

"Can I help you Draco?" I cut him off, not wanting to go down the flirting road with him again.

"You look sexy this morning." He looked down at my tank top and short shorts.

"Okay and?" I would not let myself get caught up in this man again.

"And it makes me want to kiss you."

"I don't want to kiss you." I sneered at him. "I don't go back for seconds unless the meal was really really good." I looked him up and down. "And you, Draco Malfoy were just not that good." I lied, but pride making me try to hurt him.

"I wasn't good?" His eyes widened and he smiled. "You call every guy you meet Mr. Tongue?"

"You're good to go down on me." My face reddened. "But that's about it. I wouldn't sleep with you again."

"So the only good part of me is my tongue?"

"Yup." I nodded. "And every man has one, so it's not even that special."

"So I'm an average man with average tongue skills and bad fucking skills?" He cocked his head to the side and studied my face.

"Yes, average tongue skills and F grade skills in bed." I lied, unable to say fucking to him out loud. I wondered if my face was giving me away. Draco had A plus tongue skills and A plus fucking skills. My body was burning up as we spoke, reminding me that I was lying out of my ass.

"Average and an F now?" His lips thinned. "Hmm, I'm going down on the scale."

"Sorry, I didn't want to be rude before, but you know how it is."

"I do." He nodded and grabbed my hand and then opened Theo's bedroom door and pulled me into the room with him.

"What are you doing?" I gasped as he pushed me back against the door and positioned himself in front of me. He didn't answer me, but instead his eyes mocked me as his face moved closer to mine.

"What are you doing?" I gasped again as he lowered his mouth to mine. His lips were firm as they crushed into mine and his tongue slid into my mouth easily. I moaned as his hardness pressed into my belly and I kissed him back for a couple of seconds before I remembered where we were. Oh shit, what must Theo be thinking?

"What do you think you're doing?" I pushed him off of me and looked around the room wildly, my face a deep red.

"Theo's not here." He raised an eyebrow at me and laughed. "You can stop pretending to be affronted now."

"I'm not pretending anything." I frowned. "Where is he? And if you knew he wasn't here why would you say he blew me off?"

"Don't play games with me, Hermione. I'm not the sort of guy that takes kindly to games."

"What games?" I said in a heat. Did he know that I had no interest in Theo? How embarrassing.

"Look, I know this is an uncomfortable situation and I know that your feelings are likely hurt, but I made a promise and a commitment to your sister. Even if I wanted to back out, it wouldn't be the gentlemanly thing to do."