𝔖𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔡 ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 (18+ ℭ𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔢)

That One Time with a Ghost

     Dozens of spouts poured multi-colored water from them and splashed noisily as it filled the massive tub in the Prefects Bathroom.

     The hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and I knew Draco was nearby.

     I didn't want to appear anxious or like a lovesick boyfriend—even though I was one. I took my time and methodically turned off the faucets before standing to face him.

     Draco was leaning against the archway, his silver gaze roamed over my body. He held the remains of a green apple in one hand, and his mouth moved in a seductive wave as he chewed.

     I glanced over his shoulder and spotted the magic barrier glowing in front of the door—sealing us safely inside.

     "Where—"

     He pushed away from the wall and popped the last of his green apple into his mouth, sucking his fingertips. My heart raced as he drew closer to me. After unfastening the top two buttons of his shirt, he slid it over his head and let it fall from his grasp. Seconds later, his pants and boxers left a trail behind him as if he was shedding his Slytherin skin. He was breathtaking.

     Draco's warm hand slid across my chest and hooked behind my head. Yanking me to him, our mouths crashed together, and he began devouring me like he did the apple.

     The sweet-minty mouth had me quaking with need. His warm fingers caressed my skin as he stripped me. My heart jumped with each kiss he placed in a trail down my chest.

     Suddenly, Draco shoved me, and I flew back into the bubble-filled tub with a splash.

     I came up, spouting water and choking on suds. His throaty laughter tickled my ears as I shook my head like a dog to get all the bubbles off my face and lenses.

     He jumped in next to me. "Poor Potty got all wet, I see!" He splashed me.

     "You're lucky I don't have my wand, or I'd give you a ferret tail."

     "Oww, you're not in a playful mood, are you?"

     "I was fine, but now I can't see." I wiped at my glasses in a wasted attempt to fix the problem.

     He smiled and pulled me close. "I wanna play, Baby."

     My pulse quickened as he kissed me.

     "Hey, what are you doing?" I wiggled as he lifted me out of the bath and set me on the ledge.

     "Don't I know how best to please you?" He bent down and sucked my penis into his mouth. Heat shot through my veins, and my toes curled.

     Moaning, I leaned back then melted onto the floor.

     Draco's tongue swirled around my tip while sucking. My hips rocked with his hands showing me the way. When he pulled his mouth off me with a pop, I groaned to show my displeasure at his choice.

     "Close your eyes," He whispered, sending shivers down my spine.

     "But, I—"

     He pulled my glasses off and said, "No, peeking."

     "Dragon, I—"

     He whispered against my ear, "Don't you trust me?"

     I smiled and thought of a dozen smart ass remarks, but my body demanded I behave, so I nodded instead. "Yes, Dragon. I trust you."

     "Good, now do as I said."

     I did and squirmed as I wondered what was going to happen.