Malfoy

3 - First Kiss

Potions class has quickly become your most anticipated but also most dreaded class, all because of one boy. Wanting to see him but scared at the same time, it's hard to focus at all during the class. Your mind tends to wander to thoughts of Draco. All of a sudden the bell rings and class is over. Draco walks over and stands next to you at your desk.

"We will work in the common room today," he says and looks down while hurrying out of class.

You make your way to the Slytherin common room and see Draco sitting on a couch. You sit down at the far end of the couch and look over at him. His head is in his hands and he seems angry, you decide to mind your own business. You get out your books and start setting up everything when he finally sits up.

"Well you don't need to sit so far away, I'm not going to hurt you," he says in a soft deep voice.

You slide a bit closer to him. He looks at you and you make eye contact for a moment. You are overcome with emotion and all of a sudden you can almost feel the heat from his body radiating off of him, you are too close. You try to scoot away a bit, you're worried he's going to be able to tell how flustered you are by his presence. Just as you start to scoot away he violently grabs your wrist and yanks you closer to him, hard.

"I said sit closer," he growls.

"I'm sorry Draco," you start but he brings his finger to your lips to quiet you. His hands are warm and strong and you shut up right away.

He is looking intently at your face now, studying every feature. He slightly brushes his finger along your lips then quickly pulls away. "Fuck," he whispers under his breath.

Your lips are on fire from his touch. Your whole body is pulsating with adrenaline and warmth. The air feels electric. Is this the same Draco who makes fun of you during every class and then practically ignores you in the hallway?

"Malfoy," you say and he makes an expression like he's in pain. His teeth are gritted and his face scrunched up. You notice his hands are gripping the couch.

"God, you're so fucking annoying sometimes, you know that?" he says through his teeth.

"I don't even know what I ever did to you to make you hate me so much," you say, completely confused by his behavior and all of his mixed signals.

Suddenly he stands up and grabs you and throws you over his shoulder. His grip is hard, hard enough to leave bruises. Thankfully no one else is in the common room because you can feel the air on your bare ass, you knew this skirt was too short, especially in the position of laying over Draco's broad shoulder.

"Excuse me, what are you doing!" you yelp as he walks quickly towards his room. He says nothing and only tightens his grip on your thighs. Your mind is racing, this can't be actually happening right now.

You finally reach his room and he takes you inside, slamming the door behind him. He throws you on the bed and you gasp from the hard impact again. He crawls over you and then holds your hands above your head and pins them down. His face is angry as he studies yours. You can feel yourself blushing.

"Draco, what are you doing?" you ask him, surprised by his actions, but not entirely opposed.

Instead of answering your question, he slowly leans down until your mouths are within a centimeter of each other. The warmth from his lips is so incredibly tempting. He holds his position. You two breathe the same air in short rushed breaths for a few moments until finally, he pulls away. He lets go of your wrists and uses both of his hands to cover his face. You are completely and utterly confused.

"Draco?" you question.

Your voice sends him over the edge. He harshly pins you down again and suddenly presses his lips to yours. You can feel his desire pouring out onto you as he leans into the kiss. Your body reacts and you soften to his touch, parting your lips slightly. Draco takes this opportunity to part his lips as well. He pulls away for a moment, both of you on fire and panting with powerful desire. You tilt your head up to meet his lips again and he presses in, hard. He moves his mouth on yours and you part your lips wider. You feel like you're going to go limp from desire. He slips his tongue into your mouth quickly and you melt into him, letting out a small moan. The noise makes him push in deeper, his warm mouth fills your senses. You feel intoxicated with pleasure and desire and you fully release yourself to him, giving into your wants.

He continues to press deeper into the kiss, caressing your tongue with his own. You moan into his mouth again, feeling desperate for more of him. He uses his teeth to softly tug on your bottom lip, sending a wave of pleasure through your body. He slips his tongue back into your mouth, teasing you. When you tongue him back he allows his lips to close around the tip of your tongue, pulling back slightly before pressing into you again. You can feel the weight of his body over you and its hard to think clearly, all you know is that you want more of him. More of Draco.

Just as you have fully surrendered to him, he pulls back quickly and climbs off the bed. He stands looking at you for a moment before raking his hands through his hair. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he says softly.

"Draco," you start, "what's going on?" you question, annoyed and a bit scared of his quickly changing behavior.

"I'm sorry, can you please go," he growls, "I can't control myself when I'm around you," he says more softly.

"You don't need to control yourself," you start to say but he cuts you off.

"Please," he says, practically begging, "I can't be around you anymore. Don't tell anyone about this," he says, making eye contact with you. You can see the pain in his eyes, and you decide to listen to him and leave.

Draco seems to have some internal conflicts about you lol. Dont worry they get resolved real soon ;)