Always. (A Draco Malfoy Story)

Wanna bet?

(A/N: One day to the beach can do wonders, people! Thank you for being patient with me! Enjoy my thank you gifts! 😉)

The year ended with both Draco and I, now unsure of our summer plans.

With the knowledge that Voldemort has returned, we both knew that things at home were going to change. Mother has escaped Azkaban, as well as Draco's aunt, Bellatrix Lesteange, and other Death Eaters that mercilessly worshipped Voldemort and both of our fathers working tirelessly for him.

I heard the news about Harry's godfather. It wasn't worth much, but I did owl him at the beginning of the summer, offering my condolences.
He really doesn't have anyone now... I feel really bad for him.

-

My nightmares have gotten worse. Since the vision of Voldemort at Malfoy Manor, I've been having the same dream every night of Voldemort and I standing in front of that strange mirror.
I still wake up in a panic, screaming for someone to help. Thank Salazar for Draco. He's been comforting me through the nights.

We've been staying at my family's estate. When I told Draco that my vision showed Voldemort at the Manor, he was quick to ask Narcissa if he could spend the summer with me, which she happily allowed. Father is still gone, and I have no idea where Mother is. So it's just Draco, the elves and I.

-

"Binky?" I called out for him.
"Yes, Miss Joy?" Binky apparated into my room.

"Could you please make us some breakfast?" He nods, "Right away, Miss Joy!" Binky left my room and softly shut the door behind him.

Draco immediately turns to me, "That's how he talks?" I sighed, "Yes. Surprised?" Draco was confused, "I thought they all had a speech impediment." I began to make my bed. "You see, when you treat someone with kindness, they don't act out of fear." He scoffs, "Sometimes they learn with a swift back hand against—" I cut him off before he could finish his sentence. "If you even think about abusing Binky, I will hex you so hard you'll be puking slugs for the rest of your life."

As soon as the bed was made, I sat on the edge while Draco was snooping around my room. He asks, "So what do you want to do today?"
I shrugged and looked out the window. The weather was nice today, not too hot and a nice cool breeze rustled against the trees.
"We can fly around in the back. We have a Quidditch pitch if you wanted to play a game."

Draco turns around and stares at me, "A Quidditch pitch? You don't play Quidditch." I chuckled, "I never said I didn't." He crossed his arms, "You told my father you did gymnastics." "Yes, when I was at Beauxbatons." I stood up and began to walk towards him, "Prior to that, I've taken a liking to Quidditch." He raised on eyebrow in interest as I took his hand and brought him down to the yard.

"Care to place a wager, then?" Draco yells out to me as I grabbed our brooms and the Quaffle. He went on, "If I win, you have to do whatever I say for the rest of today." I handed him his broom, "And if I win, you have to do the same." He chuckles, "First to 50 wins."

-

We were both huffing and puffing by the time the game ended.

"Guess that's game," Draco smugly grins. I scoff, "You cheated."
"We didn't establish any rules about that." He throws the Quaffle up and catches it back into his hand, then tucking it under his arm as we both directed our brooms to the ground below. He happily reminded me, "You have to do whatever I say for the rest of the day." I roll my eyes, "Yeah yeah, whatever."

Binky's voice echoed across the Quidditch pitch, "Miss Joy! Breakfast is ready!"

I tossed our brooms to the side as we both made our way back to the house.

-

"Feed me."

I scowled at him, "Seriously?" He smirked, "You lost the bet."
I groaned as I scooped up some eggs and lifted it up to Draco's mouth. He happily opened his mouth as I shoved the fork into his mouth, causing him to gag a little.
He furrowed his eyebrows as I innocently said, "Whoops, sorry." I bat my eyelashes and gave him a sweet smile.

He continued to order me to feed him until he was no longer hungry. I barely got the chance to eat yet, so once he was full, I began to scarf down my food.

It felt weird as he observed me eating, while he was just sitting there... like he was admiring the view. I looked at him, eyebrows raised, "Why are you staring at me?" I took a sip of water to wash it all down. Draco reached over the table and scooped a bit of whipped cream, off of the waffles neither of us ate, onto his forefinger. As I was still watching him, he brought his finger in front of me, and demanded, "Lick it off."

I leaned over and took all of it inside my mouth. While not breaking eye contact with him, I swirled my tongue all around his finger, licking every single bit of whipped cream off.
I began to slowly suck his digit, leaning in every more and slightly opening my lips wider to even lick a bit of his palm.
The amount of skin I was able to keep in my mouth without a single gag, caused Draco's lower lip to tremble just a little, as a low moan escaped his tongue.

Draco takes one of his hands and squeezes both of my cheeks, by my jawline, and brings my face extremely close to his. His eyes fixated on my mouth, that was still slightly gaped open. Our lips were barely grazing each other, as he whispers to me, his warm breath sending me shivers down my spine. "Be careful, love. You don't wanna start something and be left unsatisfied."

I look up at him through my eyelashes, "Speak for yourself." He lets go of my face and began to sit nicely into his chair. I smirked as it was now my turn to lean closer to him.

I purposefully place both of my hands on his upper thighs to support myself while leaning over to him. I began to massage him in the area, his eyes quickly darted down to my hands then back up to me.

I bit my lower lip seductively, while whispering into his ear, "Satisfy me then."

I began to gently nibble on his earlobe, which made him groan low and slow. I felt his muscles tense up and I continue to massage his thighs.

Immediately, he snatched one of my arms, stood up and dragged me up the stairs, straight to my room.