Draco Malfoy Imagines

Crumbling Arches

Warnings - light smut
Your house - any 💛

Your POV -
"Draco," I sighed.
"Hmmm?" His muffled, lips vibrating against my neck.
"We're meant to be working."
Draco broke away from my skin and locked with me eyes, his own silver flickering softly on my lips.
"But isn't this just so much more fun?" Pure silk left his mouth.
Draco's mind waited for a response, but his lips had other ideas; attaching them once again to my neck before trailing down to my collar bone. I melted under his touch, and felt the same electricity I had the first time we kissed.
His left hand hung soft around my neck whilst his right tugged softly at the bottom of my shirt, trying to crawl up.
"Babe, not here. Anyone could walk by."
"Mmmm ok," his hand retreated in defeat. "I know where we could go."
I stared at him, confused, but all I got in answer was the legendary smirk everyone feared but that I weakened at.
"Common!" Draco shot up, grabbing my hand and practically flinging me up.
"Hey, careful! Obviously someone's eggar!"
By this point, Draco and I were running hand in hand, heading in the opposite direction from the grassy spot we were originally sat, but also further away from the Hogwarts castle.
"Urm maybe," Draco blushed. "I've been wanting to show you this place for a while now anyway."
We slowed down as we approached the edge of the grounds; further away from the school than I think we were supposed to be.
"Draco, are we allowed to be this far out?" I asked. We were now walking, but Draco was still leading me, hungry to finish what we had started. The castle was now a vague shadow behind us, and I wondered how Draco actually found this place.
"Probably."
He finally stopped when we reached a long row of crumbling stone arches, marking the end of the Hogwarts grounds.
"Here okay?" He asked, his smirk driving me insane. The castle had nearly vanished, so I knew that no one would be able to see us looking out of a window.
"Perfect."
And with that his swollen lips reattached to mine, his hands pushing my hips against one of the arches; my own hands resting again on his chest. My lips detached from his, trailing their way down his jaw and onto his neck. I was awful at leaving hickeys, but I could sure leave small bite marks, one's that would make his friends question his whereabouts.
"Y/N," Draco moaned, sending me crazy.
His hands started to play with the bottom of my shirt again, and I felt the cool of one of his hands slide up. It was my turn to moan.
Both our lips worked in harmony, every touch feeling so right.
Breathless, Draco pulled away.
"I hate to stop this, but we ought to get back. These bite marks are going to give me enough suspicion without me being late as well." Draco blushed, adjusting his shirt. I laughed. Draco took my hand to lead me back, but I just whispered -
"Draco?"
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."