Warning: mild spice in this chapter! it's pretty vanilla, but it's spice nonetheless. Feel free to skip the entire chapter if smut isn't your thing.
----------------------
Flashback - Violet's perspective - August
It surprised me, to say the least. It would be a lie if I said I hadn't thought about kissing him since the summer started. Given the circumstances that surrounded us when we saw each other, it always seemed inappropriate. But if he wanted to kiss me, I was definitely not going to stop him.
The kiss was gentle and soft, his lips brushing mine as he cupped my cheek. I kissed him back. We kissed tenderly for a while before Draco's tongue licked my bottom lip. Instinctively, I opened my mouth. Our tongues mingled in each other's mouths slowly. I moved my hand away to the back of his neck to pull him closer and he let out a soft moan. His hand left my cheek and tangled itself into my hair as he deepened the kiss. I felt his other hand holding me by the waist.
I had been kissed before, but it had never felt like this. Something sparked inside of me, causing electricity to pump through my veins. Although I hadn't told anyone, I had been secretly dreaming of kissing Draco since I saw him in his perfectly tailored suit at the Yule Ball. Kissing him for real blew all my expectations out of the water. Our lips fit together like they were made for each other, as natural as breathing. None of the other kisses I had even compared to this. In fact, none of the other boys in my life compared to him.
Wanting more, I broke our kiss and moved to sit in his lap, straddling him. When I brought our lips back together, I did it more forcefully. We kissed slowly and passionately as his hands moved to my hips, gripping me tightly. Suddenly, I decided I wanted more than just kissing and I grabbed the hem of his sweater and pulled it up. He broke our kiss to lift his shirt over his head, his cheeks flushed with the intensity of the moment and the remnants of Lucius' handprint. I hardly had time to admire him before he grabbed me by my cheeks to pull me back into the kiss. Tingles erupted all over my skin as he trailed his fingertips down my jaw, across my collarbones and along my side. I felt his hand moving tentatively under my shirt. He suddenly stopped kissing me and looked me in the eyes.
"Is this okay?" He asked quietly.
I nodded and leaned back down to continue kissing him, my hands cupping his cheeks, I covered Lucius' handprint with my own. His hands moved under my shirt again sending shivers down my spine as his cold fingers grazed my skin. He moved his hands up to my cotton bralette and I cursed myself for not wearing cuter lingerie. It didn't seem to faze Draco, though. His hand cupped my breast and I let out a small moan. Feeling him smile against my lips, his fingertips grazed my nipple and tweaked it lightly. That earned him another moan from me. I stopped kissing him and grabbed the hem of my blouse and yanked it over my head. Draco stared at my exposed body, smiling slightly.
"Merlin," he whispered, "you are so beautiful."
Butterflies flew around in my stomach as he gently pulled me towards him again by the back of my neck. His large hands found the backs of my thighs and gripped them. He started to stand, holding me by my thighs. We didn't break the kiss until Draco gently laid me down on the couch we had been leaning against.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him towards me. I knew where this was going, and I wanted it. If I wanted to give anyone my innocence, it was Draco Malfoy. He had seen so much of me already and had given me so much comfort over the past couple months that it only seemed fitting. This was someone I trusted, someone who knew every part of me. Giving him a part of me that I couldn't give to anyone else felt right.
YOU ARE READING
Dark Marks; Draco Malfoy (18+)
FanfictionDraco Malfoy and Violet Chan are the children of two wealthy, powerful pureblooded families. When the Dark Lord returns to the wizarding world, they are brought together by the darkest of circumstances. While they struggle with their beliefs, they a...