We Belong Together || Draco Malfoy X Reader

131| Steamy Elevenses

Draco POV

Waiting for Y/N to wake up was one of the first things I did after I opened my eyes in the morning. She was enjoying her sleep better than the previous day and I was glad that being spooned by me could sweep away the bad dreams for her—at least for today, she didn't flinch or wake without notice during the night.

My eyes searched for the matching serpent of my ring on her. She asked for the necklace last night, knowing I had spent days finding it with great effort. That thing could shapeshift into anything so I thought she would have it reformed to be a hair accessory, but no. She still had it in the form of a necklace; I still remembered the way she asked shyly for me to help her wear it.

I focused on her chest; firstly because the serpent pendant was slipped under the light fabric covering her bare chest and secondly because I was just a normal male who got attracted to boobs, well, only my little witch's though. She had them in perfect size; for a person with a small figure, they should be small but she got them somewhat bigger. They weren't too big yet not too small, also—which made them just perfect being cupped in my hands.

Now I wondered when I would be able to touch them directly again. Yes, we were going slow for the sake of this relationship to work but discreetly, both of us knew my lust for her wasn't capable of understanding the meaning of growing gradually. How I missed sleeping naked with her.

"Draco, are you awake?" Yelled mother while knocking on the door.

Perfect timing.

My mind almost succeeded in persuading me to squeeze her soft mountains. Thanks to my mother, I didn't.

"A minute, mother," I said, loud enough for anyone outside the door to hear yet not so loud to bother my sleeping beauty.

Good thing, mother gave me my wand back after dinner yesterday, hence I could cast the unlocking charm to give her permission to enter the bedroom from the bed. That way Y/N would still enjoy her slumber.

I raised one hand in the air, making a sign to tell her not to talk when she walked to the bed. "Sshhh, she's still sleeping," I said, "you're gonna wake her up if you make noises."

"Okay, I'm just here to tell you that the new mattress has arrived," mother said, whispering pretty loud; kind of annoying, to be frank. "Oh, and I think she would love an elevenses—or even lunch in the greenhouse, I reckon you have told her about that."

I replied with a quick sure as Y/N suddenly moved, glueing herself to me—oh, I knew what it meant.

"Mother, do you mind leaving? She's gonna be off from sleep any second now and there are some couples-only things we're gonna do that I think would be inappropriate to your sight."

"You should really take it slow with her, Draco," she sighed and put a box on the nightstand while I chuckled. "Tell her this is a late birthday gift from me."

Good, tearing wrapping paper first thing after she lifted those beautiful lids would make her exuberant to start the day.

•••

Perhaps. I wasn't completely right about the bloody gift from my mother. Ever since she unwrapped that thing and found out she got her a camera, the flash had been irritating my bloody eyes. She took pictures of anything without even thinking twice; snap here, snap there, urging me to snap at her but I could not because she was my soft girlfriend.

Once, when the house-elves came to replace the old mattress with a new one and they were busy fitting it to the bed frame, my overjoyed little witch demanded them to pose for her picture and insisted for them to say Draco is a prick as an alternate phrase for cheese. As they should, the elves looked at me for permission but I only glared at them.