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She shoves my shoulders, making me stumble back and hit the bookshelves.
My eyes widen as she pushes herself against me, giggling slightly while her arms wrap around my neck. I wince slightly when her sharp elbows stab my shoulders, placing my own hands on her waist. She smashes her lips against mine, mouth open a bit too wide, tongue a bit too thrashy, but I kiss back all the same.
"Oh, Draco," she moans softly, running her hands up and down my chest while shoving nearly her entire tongue into her mouth.
I pull my head back slightly—I don't like the feeling of have a dead fish in my mouth—to say, "We should move."
"Why?" she asks breathily, her hands going up to loosen my tie so it hangs over my shoulders and start to unbutton my shirt. "Nobody's here."
"Just in case—I know a spot in the back," I say, gently pushing her away from me and hoping the nauseated look on my face isn't so obvious. Pandora isn't usually this terrible, but I think when she goes long periods of time without hooking up, she forgets how to do it.
"Okay," she says, giving me a sweet grin and leaning up to messily smack her lips on mine. "Lead the way, Drakey."
I wince, turning away from her to rub my face. Is this even worth it? Yes, it is—it's been too damn long since I've come because of someone other than my own damn hand, so I'll put up with Pandora's nicknames and shitty making out of it means she'll suck my dick when I ask her to. I shoot her a tight smile when she giggles again before slipping tie off, shoving it into my pocket, and striding around the bookshelf to move to the back of the library.
I spend a lot of time in the library teaching myself half my classes, which means I know most of what there is to know about it. It's massive, so nobody ever bothers going all the way to the back. That's where all the obscure, useless books are anyway. It's also where I'm least likely to get interrupted, whether that's while I'm studying Ancient Runes or eating a pretty girl out.
"Are we there yet? No offense, I'm not in the mood to do some cardio," Pandora huffs behind me as we walk past shelves upon shelves, passing coffee tables and sofas and seats. "It's late, Draco, I don't think it matters—"
"I really don't want the librarian walking in on you sucking my dick," I say dismissively, and she instantly shuts up.
But soon enough we're near the back of the library where Pandora is shoving me against a shelf again. I wince when she does it—her arms and palms are just so bony, it feels like I'm being attacked by a bat or something. She's kissing me again, tongue shoving against mine, mouth wide open and getting spit all over my face. I put my hand on her back and in her hair to try to slow her down and guide her just a little—I'm considerate like that—but she doesn't falter for even a second.
