The Healer- A Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

Chapter 13: Explicit

 I supposed I had many opportunities to rethink my decision to have sex with Draco Malfoy. There was the instance he asked me if I was certain for the second time, then the moment we both took off our shoes somewhat clumsily. But I never said no; only a pleading, longing yes- and now I was in another position where I realized I could back out if I wasn't so certain.

I laid on Draco's sheets while he placed a locking charm on the bedroom door. He wore only his pants, and I had discarded my own pants on the floor after climbing onto his bed. My underwear, I noticed, was not exactly up to par for what I expected to wear on my first sexual encounter. They were quite plain; something I had worn countless times before. It wasn't perfect. But watching Draco set his wand down and stride to the bed only served to cement my previous mindset. I was going to let Draco Malfoy fuck me.

I supposed I could have said something to him before he came into the bed; something along the lines of 'I've never done this before' or 'please excuse any mistakes I may make'. For I was quite nervous. Draco was a man, and an experienced man at that- he didn't say how often or with whom, but he had done this before. I took only a moment to marvel at the fact that me, quiet and sullen Erica Thorncroft, was welcoming him to his bed.

Draco stood beside the bed and dimmed the bedside lamp, engulfing us in near darkness.

"Does it have to be dark?" I asked.

I heard the clinking of Draco undoing his belt. Smoothly, he replied, "I thought you might not like to have to see the Mark."

I nodded, even though I don't think he could see me do so. Somehow finding me in the dark, he climbed onto the bed with me, his hand lightly tracing the curve of my waist.

Not wanting to let Draco do all of the touching, I reached out and found his chest. Sliding my arms over his shoulders, I brought my lips to his for another passionate kiss. Responding pleasingly to my advance, Draco's hands gripped my hips and brought our bodies together, the bare skin of my stomach meeting the warmth of his naked torso. The warmth between us brewed, turning into a smoldering flame as our bodies pressed into each other.

It felt so forbidden; so dangerous to be doing this. I wondered exactly how Draco felt about it all; being in bed with his matron, the person who promised to heal him as he carried out his dark deeds. Draco's left arm, the arm with the Dark Mark on it, caressed my side with tenderness, reminding me of his promise to protect me. And I felt in a way, this was part of my duties as his healer. As his lips traced a line down my jaw to my neck, I realized I would do anything in my power for this man. Anything.

Without asking me if it was okay if he advanced lower, his hand traveled below my belly button to the outside of my panties. I gasped as his fingers rubbed the outside of my most sensitive area, but as promised, Draco did not relent. Fighting through the haze in my mind, I decided to return the favor by stroking the outside of his boxers- my hand finding the outline of his hardness in the dark.

Draco sighed in pleasure as I stroked the outside of his no-doubt expensive underwear. His fingers continued to press into my panties, then twisted their way underneath the fabric to my bare skin. He controlled his fingers with prowess, teasing me, and finding me slick. My breaths turned into pants as Draco inserted a finger, sliding it in and out with excruciating slowness.

"I've wanted to fuck you for months," he breathed into my ear. "I could barely control myself in the corridor that night." The finger inside of me sped up, sending me into blissful pleasure. Draco's mouth traveled down my neck to my chest, placing kisses just above my bra. "There are so many things I want to do to you in the dark corners of this castle..."

Draco continued to finger me until I thought I couldn't handle it anymore. Just before my body tensed with ecstasy, he stopped.

"Don't stop," I sighed. I heard the sounds of Draco moving, and the familiar sound of fabric hitting the floor.

"Your bra and panties," he said in a commanding tone, "Remove them."

I did as I was told and unclasped my bra. Even though Draco likely couldn't see much of my breasts, I felt even more exposed than when his finger was inside of me. I removed my panties as well, letting them both drop to the floor, rendering me entirely naked.

"It's a shame I can't see you," he said, positioning himself above me. "Your body is... exquisite."

With a firm hand, Draco pushed my legs apart. His hands then took a moment to graze my breasts, teasing each, forcing a moan out of me. I silenced myself, but could clearly picture the smirk on Draco's face right about now.

He guided his tip to my entrance, and I felt it linger there for a moment, sliding in the lubrication I provided naturally. Without much warning, Draco began to push into me, something that felt so strange, so impossible, as my entrance was still so tight even after Draco's finger. My nails dug into the smooth skin on his back from the discomfort.

All at once, my body accepted him, and he slid inside. A light gasp left my lips, and my hands clenched even tighter. As he entered me, Draco leaned down to kiss my neck. For someone I previously thought cold-blooded, he was quite warm; and I felt that warmth grow the further he pushed into me. I had no idea if he was considered large, as I had no frame of reference whatsoever, but as he entered me completely I felt his length almost split me in two.

I moaned into his mouth, enjoying the sensation of fullness- but it did not last, as Draco pulled himself almost completely out. But that was just in preparation for the next thing he did; which was thrust into me with so much force it made me cry out.

Draco silenced me by placing his thumb over my lips, and my tongue gently licked at it. I could tell he liked that, because he thrust into me powerfully once more, a groan of satisfaction leaving his lips. "Fuck," he groaned, pumping himself in and out in a haphazard rhythm.

As promised, Draco was not gentle; he was merely warming me up for the past ten minutes. As his thrusts intensified, his speed increased- causing the four-poster bed to make considerable noise. Draco didn't seem to care about it enough to stop and cast silencio, and I was too caught up in trying to endure the intensity of Draco's thrusts to do anything more than drag my nails across his back.

Draco's right hand moved from my mouth to my hair, where he grasped a handful and pulled my head back to give himself access to my open mouth. The pain caused by the tugging at my hair was eased by his tongue swishing across my own, all the while drilling into me faster, and faster, until a growing feeling of bliss crashed over me like a tidal wave.

My moan was stifled by Draco's mouth, but I knew he could tell I had arrived at some destination he had been guiding me towards. After that, he had only to finish himself off- and did so by lifting my legs over his shoulders, allowing him to reach even deeper inside me.

It took only less than a minute, then, before Draco uttered a deep groan and his thrusting slowed. He released himself inside me, which was something I wasn't completely aware he was going to do.

Laying in the dark, Draco panting between my legs, I stammered, "D-did you just..."

"Yeah," was his breathy reply.

We couldn't linger for very much longer. For someone was banging at the door.