'Oh, Malfoy, that feels so good,' Granger moaned into his ear, while he continued sucking on her neck. He smiled and nipped harder, leaving tender bruises and hickeys on her collarbone and jaw.
'Are you okay, though?' he murmured, trying to ignore her breasts that were crushed against his chest. Was it possible that he was harder then ever?
Yes, it was quite possible. Granger was driving him crazy with all this prude nonsense. She was afraid of sex, but right now he knew she craved more, and he was going to give her more.
'Come on, let's go back to school. I know a place where we can practice,' he purred, tugging her along. She followed, having to lean on him a little, as she was still weak from the passion a few moments prior.
'Okay,' she replied in return.
He smiled and it sent drove her wild. Oh, Merlin, what was he doing to her. Okay, breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out. Okay, she was relaxing.
They went back through the courtyard, and into the castle, up the stairs and to the Room of Requirement. Malfoy grinned boyishly at her and mumbled three times, 'I need a place to play dirty.'
Granger's face heated up. Then came the breathing heavily, she couldn't do this. She was panicking again, and it was like Malfoy knew for he started pulling her into the room and settling her on the couch across the way and handed her a glass of water.
'Thank you,' she muttered, and sipped some water. She quietly put the glass down, and looked around, ignoring Malfoy who was fiddling with something or another, a huge massive bed took up one ball, and on the opposite wall, it was covered with dildos and whips and chains and scarves.
She looked back at Malfoy and immediately saw him playing around with a large dildo. Was he planning on getting rid of her 'whatever' with a dildo?
'Now, we are not going to do everything today, but I want to try something out. Not necessarily this, but something like it,' he said, with an evil glint in his eye.
Gulping, she hesitantly got to her feet, measuring the distance from her seat to the door. Malfoy immediately stalked over and grabbed her upper arms and growled,' You aren't going anywhere. I will have you, Granger. Remember that.'
And with that, he crashed their mouths together. She gasped when his tongue slithered inside her mouth, and she wondered what the hell was wrong with her when she managed to pull Malfoy closer by his hair.
'Oh...Malfoy,' she moaned into his mouth. He groaned back and pressed himself closer. She could feel his hardness digging into her thigh.
Dragging her to the bed, he continued kissing her. He decided to take it a step further by clutching her left breast in his palm, skimming the nipple with his finger and tweaking it untill it was prominent against her white blouse.
Arching up against him, she could literally say that she had never felt like this before. With Ron it was magical and sweet, but with Malfoy it was explosive and needful.
He pushed her on the bed in the corner, and propped himself on top of her. Her hair was fanned out on the pillow, her face flushed, and her chest rising and falling rapidly. She was beautiful, and he was going to make sure that she staid that way during the next phase of their relationship.
'We are just going to start with kissing, okay?' he murmured. He lowered his lips until they touched hers and gave her a light kiss. When she arched up, he pressed harder, landing himself in between her legs.
Oh.. it felt so good. Her body was so soft, and she was so beautiful. It was like a dream come true. He was so hard, he was surprised that he didn't send her running.
Malfoy's lips became more persistent, urging her mouth to open, forcing his tongue inside. She sighed and accommodated him. His tongue latched with hers, fighting and swirling. She moaned and he couldn't take it anymore. His kiss became bruising, making her accept his tongue and weight on her petite body.
Her eyes widened, and her breath was coming out ragged. It was happening again, she pushed Malfoy, and he sat up. Looking down at her with darkened eyes and nostrils flaring, he was the splitting image of a person in lust.
'Are you okay? Did I scare you?' he growled then closed his eyes. He was staring at her, she looked like a frightened kitty.
'No, it's just...it was too much,' she voiced softly. His eyes opened and she smiled weakly.
'It's okay, really, I'll wait,' he replied.
And he would wait.
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