'Tell Me Pretty Lies,' by moongirlel

Chapter 88: Steamy Love

[Swim - Chase Atlantic]

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Fri. 13th October 1995 - 12:32am...

Shifting back into my human form, I entered the castle. Upon returning to the warmth of the hallways, I found myself needing my boyfriend.

I need Draco.

He always knew how to make me feel better. He made me feel wanted.

Traveling down the hallways towards my common room, I spot a glimpse of Theodore sneaking out with Daphne. Hand-in-hand, together.

Some romances end, some begin to start, and some simply continue.

Luckily, mine was one that is to continue.

When the snake door appears and opens, I'm greeted with the calm piano melody and oceanic atmosphere of the depths of the Black Lake, past the stained glass windows.

Approaching Draco's dormitory, I knocked lightly on the door.

It takes him a while to answer, before he cracked it open. "Hello, who's there?" He asked, in a groggy state.

I wave at him, and he grins, immediately allowing me to walk past him.

"Why are you awake? What time is it?" He muttered, yawning as he locked the door.

"I couldn't sleep..." I say. A white lie, technically.

Draco blinked, narrowing his eyes. "Why have you got dirt on your face?"

I wipe my hand across my cheek, and down past my scar. "Um... nothing. Perhaps it was from Herbology earlier on? I'm not quite sure."

He chuckled. "Let's go into the bathroom. I can run you a shower, yeah?"

"...okay." I nod, kicking off my boots. He helped me strip off my robes and hung it up on top of his own uniform.

"Come here," He said, wrapping his arms around my waist.

My fingers automatically weave through his platinum blond hair, which was already a little bit messy from him waking up.

His eyes flickered between mine, "I love you, my Love." He whispers, kissing my cheek gently.

I smile sheepishly at him. I already felt much more content.

Before I managed to respond, he picked me up and carried me into the bathroom. He locked the door, and placed me down.

"Aren't you going to wait outside?"

"Wait outside? Jane, do you even know me, my Love?" He laughed, taking off his pyjama top. "Of course not. I'm taking a shower with you. I can't remember the last time I got to see my pretty girl under my mercy."

I felt the heat rise, and my cheeks flushed. Removing my uniform, I seen him biting his lip eagerly. His pyjama bottoms tightened the more he stared, which he got rid of, followed by his boxers.

He helped me undress at a rushed pace, then switched on the shower. He couldn't wait, and pulled me under the water with him.

We both shrieked as the ice-cold water touched our skin instantly.

"Draco! It's bloody freezing!" I gasp, reaching up to adjust the temperature setting.

He laughed, his tone lowered as he leaned down towards me. "It'll get all hot and heavy soon enough, Love."

He took my chin with his fingers, forcing me to tilt my head up. "Beg for me."

I scoffed, "I am not begging for you—"

He cuts me off with a deep kiss, guiding me back against the tiled wall.

I hum, closing my eyes. I felt him pick me up, pressing our soaked bodies together.

His hand grasps at my breast, massaging it under the palm of his hand in the matching pace of our kiss.

I wrap my legs around his torso, drawing him in closer. My hands caressed up his chest to hold onto the side of his face. My fingers lightly grazed the stubble across his jaw.

For once I felt that everything was normal. That I was normal. No more fighting; no more drama; no more Inquisitorial Squad.

Only me and Draco.

Draco pulled away, his pupils dilating to their full capacity. He licked his lips, slowly lowering himself onto his knees.

"Draco— For Merlin's sake—" I say, my hands stretching out to the nearest supports: the wall and the steamed up glass.

He raised both of his eyebrows, kissing my inner thighs. He worked his mouth closer to the most desired spot, leaving hickeys in his wake.

"Oh." I lolled my head back against the wall, feeling my body slide slightly down the wet wall. "Fuck."

His rings morphed into my waist as he tightened his hold on me. His tongue flat, working along my body like I was his last ever meal.

My orgasm approached fast, but before I could fall off the edge of that cliff, he removed his head from behind my legs. "...Draco, seriously?"

"Hm?" He stood up, fixing my legs on his sides. He teased me with the head of his cock, thrusting into me quick and with much desperation.

The hand I had on the wall changed positions, taking ahold of his biceps.

"Yeah." He chuckled, nestling his face in the crook of my neck. His pace was rough, but slow.

"Draco."

"Yeah, that's my name, Love."

My mouth hung up, legs crossed behind his lower back. I brought him deeper into me, and we both moaned into each other's ears.

Struggling to keep myself up, my hand desperately ran across the shower glass, leaving behind a handprint.

I gasp, whining when he adjusted his hips to the perfect angle. I tipped over, and rode on cloud-nine.

His movements continued for awhile after. "That's it. Come on my cock, Jane."

His head fell onto my shoulder, and he pulled out, finishing over my inner thigh.

He changed the temperature of the water, laying a small kiss on my lips. "Satisfied, my Love?"

"Yes..." I nod, gathering my breath in his arms. "So satisfied."

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