heedless by romanshome

fighting

Athena could not feel her legs.She had woken up about a few minutes ago, eyes burning with tiresome as she laid in the bedalone. Draco hadn't been by her side when she woke up—and for a moment, she grew alarmed.Had he left her? Did he already grow tired of her after sleeping with her once? Panic began to setin, that is—until she heard the faint pattering of the shower in his bathroom. That's when shevisibly relaxed, a deep sigh leaving her lips, as she attempted to sit up.

Her thigh muscles ached as she moved her legs, biting her lip at how tight her limbs were. Theydidn't exactly hurt per say, but she just could not feel the nerve endings inside of them. When shehad tossed the blanket over, her legs were twitching and trembling against the sheets. Her eyesgrew wide at the sight, her chest rising, as her cheeks turned pink. Memories of last night floodedher mind as her fingertips touched her lips, remembering how Draco had kissed them through herhigh.

Smiling shyly, she contemplated on leaving without telling him. She wasn't sure if this was a onenight thing—or if he truly kept his word. To be of access for her all the time. Her head snapped tothe side, spotting her clothes that were thrown neatly folded onto the table near the corner of theroom—making her frown. She didn't recall doing that. Twisting her mouth to the side, she realizedthat she was completely naked under the sheets, and pulled them up to her chest tightly.The bathroom door swung open—the smell of mint shampoo wafting into the room. Her eyesswept over at Draco, who had his white hair combed to the side—his blue uniform stretched acrosshis body sculpted personally by the gods. His skin felt amazing on hers. He made her feel like awoman last night, and it was most certainly the best feeling she had ever felt. Her wide brown huespeered over at him as he shut the door behind him, picking his head up to see that she was indeedawake.

She blinked quickly, mustering up a shy smile. "Urm—goodmorning."He swallowed thickly, keeping a firm look on his face. His eyes flickered as he saw her—and henodded his head stiffly. She felt her heart slightly tear at his lack of emotions, since she did justgive herself to him the night prior, and she felt a bit of insecurity set in. Her eyes fell to the sheetsbefore her, a glum look crossing her features.Perhaps she wasn't good enough.Or this really was a one night stand.But then she felt the mattress beside her sink, signaling that someone had sat on it. She looked overand met his eyes, his fingers gripping her chin, as he turned her face in a manner as he studied itcarefully. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" He murmered, brows furrowed as his blue hues scanned herfeatures intently.

She shook her head. "No—you didn't. I swear."His hand fell from her cheeks, and then he just sent her another firm nod—before looking away.His body was tense and rigid as she sent him a confused look, not understanding why he was actingso distant. She licked her lips as he focused on the headboard behind her, not meeting her gaze."Did I do something? Have I crossed you?"His eyes snapped to hers. He inhaled sharply before shaking his head, blinking over at her with arigid look. "You've done—nothing wrong. I just—am not used to having a woman in my bed."Her brows rose. "You don't take anyone back here?""They don't stay the night," he muttered dryly. "I make them leave after we finish. You're—thefirst."

His words made her stomach twirl. But only for a moment—before she realized that he had otherwoman in his bed. But she shook away the negative thought, because she wasn't any better—beingwith his son prior. He placed his hands onto his lap as he cleared his throat, eyeing her. "I've beenawake for some time. The house elves washed and dried your clothes. You're—free to leave whenyou please. I have work to attend."Her face fell. She wanted to stay—but it appeared he wanted her to leave. Her mouth twisted to theside as she nodded—nerves filling her figure. "I can go now if you want. I just—need my clothes.Then I'll be out of your hair," she murmered, but froze when she felt his cold hand cover hers thatwas planted into the mattress. Her eyes darted over to him, as he looked down at her hand, tracinghis fingertips lightly over her own.