We Belong Together || Draco Malfoy X Reader

106| Flying Dinner

Draco POV

As soon as Myrtle left, I quickly helped my girlfriend to clean herself. Frankly, I got turned on again just by washing her hair. Anyone could tell that she had spent her energy too much and I was aware of it from the start of our last second round.

However, I couldn't resist her properly. She was tempting as hell. It felt like I could get aroused only by acknowledging her existence. The way she talked and stared at me, the feeling when his tiny fingers crossed my chest, it sent me electricity and Merlin, even her cry had a bewitching effect on me.

How can one be this tantalising?

"My head hurts," she blurted while I was zipping up her dress.

Odd. I didn't do anything to her head - well, maybe I did grab her hair a few times, still, it wouldn't hurt so much.

"Where does–"

"I'm full of cum but the other side of my belly is empty," she interjected, taking a sugar ball into her mouth before she faced me. "I'm starving!"

"Yes, yes, I know, darling. We'll have dinner, okay?"

She ignored me and took a seat on a chair I had prepared for something like this. She continued chewing the different tasted sweets, not even glancing at me for once.

My first guess was she was upset because Myrtle was here to watch everything we did. I was supposed to be mad at the bloody ghost for not obeying my order to stay away from the prefect bathroom tonight. Nevertheless, I was pretty thrilled to know that someone or something could be a bystander of my love towards Y/N.

And yes, Myrtle and I sort of got close someway somehow. She knew about my task and had made a promise to not tell a soul about it. This made me feel bad for my own girlfriend. I hid a serious thing from her though we had done basically everything including going through lots of ups and downs. However, the only one I shared my task updates was the bleeding Moaning Myrtle.

It's okay, I will tell her at some point later.

Back to reality, she was facing away from me when I buttoned the last stud of my shirt. She must be very hungry to munch those sweets at a rapid pace as though someone would steal them if she didn't hurry and eat.

No worries, I had prepared a glamorous dinner for us tonight. We might be running a bit late, all thanks to the unexpected shag that happened when it should've been the short aftercare. Still, it was quite a pleasant time to enjoy a slow round once in a while.

"Can you bloody hurry?" She turned to see me fixing my hair in front of the mirror. With not much patience, she scoffed, "Fucking hair gel, are you trying to match your dad?"

Cranky after sex. What a strange act.

Perhaps it was from the empty stomach.

"Do you need help?" I asked, referring to her weak legs after sex.

"Do you need help?" She copied, mocking me with a freaky expression on her face. "Why in the fucking world would you even question that?"

"Whoa, can you be calmer a little?" I sighed and she rolled her eyes.

Honestly, if I didn't love her too much, I would've plucked those eyes out, used her holes until the next morning, mayhap a murder would also be committed since she was being such an annoying brat right now.

"Cover it up before we go," she addressed her neck and mine, referring to the marks we left on each other. I thought she liked it.

Since I didn't want to worsen her mood, I cast a spell to mask the love bites anywhere visible to the naked eye. Her eyes were locked to me, following every move my eyeball made. Though I had avoided her staring without context game, I couldn't stop the reddening of my ears.