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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,968
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Showers and Parties
Chapter02: Showers and Parties
Disclaimer: Don’t own anything and am not making any money off this story.
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“Enjoy that?” He inquired softly while brushing some of her damp hair out of her face and kissing her ear gently.
She turned and smiled at him before gathering her strength and moving to straddle his hips. He just smirked and raised an eyebrow while moving his arms behind his head and looking up at her expectantly. Her eyes where still glazed over and without further ado she brought herself down, sheathing him completely and was satisfied when his smirk was replaces by an expression of pure desire and love.
“Draco? Will you go to a party with me tonight?”
What was she thinking? At the moment, he’d stop the world to rotate around its own axis if she just didn’t stop moving her hips in those enticing circles he loved so much. The sight of her above him, gently moving up and down and from side to side was so intoxicating that he forgot to answer altogether. Being momentarily confused when she stopped altogether, he remembered her question. Not that the meaning had registered yet, he just wanted her to move again.
“Yes,” he said in a hoarse voice, “and now get back to business, if you don’t mind.”
The triumphant smile he saw now, made a little voice shout out loudly in his head. It was telling him he was indeed in trouble now. Forget the voice, she was moving again and all he could think of was her.
After a few moments he grew restless as Ginny wouldn’t move faster. Between clenched teeth he forced out, “Ginny, move faster or I’ll have to take over.”
She shook her head and kept her controlled movement, “No, I want to be on top this time.”
He wanted to push her over onto her back, but Ginny had anticipated his move and firmly kept him down with both hands on his chest. He groaned out in frustration and finally managed to push his torso so far up that he was in a sitting position whilst moving her legs to come around and encircle his waist. She locked her ankles behind his back and he captured one of her breast in his mouth while pushing up into her, on of him hands braced against the bed for leverage.
The new anhad had Ginny moaning within seconds and she inclined far back, supporting her body on both her hands while never ceasing the movement of her lower body. Draco’s free hand stoked her cheek and jaw before moving down her neck, all the while drawing sensual circles along her skin. Reaching her breast, he cupped one and brushed his thumb over her taut nipple, drawing out a deep sigh from her, increasing the movement of her hips as a result.
His hand trailed down further and he watched it being shifted along with every one of her movements. Her moving body reminded him of a belly dancer that only used her hips and stomach while all other parts where as still as possible.
Ginny was very close again and she moved his hand further down. Without teasing this time – simply because he was so close himself – he drew circles around her clit and listening to the soft screams from her and watching her increase her level to a frantic state. He met her every thrust, pushing deep into her and levitating them both off the bed each time.
With a gasp she came once more, his name falling from her lips. Her tightening muscles pulled at him and with a few more thrust he followed her.
More out of instinct than common sense, he caught her collapsing body in his arms at the same time as lying back down himself. For a few moments they both tried to recapture their breathing while basking in their afterglow of lovemaking and gently caressing one another languidly.
A good 15 minutes later, she raised her head to look at him, a satisfied expression gracing her slightly freckled face. Draco loved the I-have-been-shagged-for-good-measure look on his girlfriend a bit more each time. It obviously didn’t hurt that most other people recognised the content look, drawing their own conclusions about how satisfying their encounters were. And oh, how right they were.
“So, will you be ready in an hour?” she whispered while stroking his chest lovingly.
“Ready for what?” He wasn’t quite sure what she was talking about and far more concentrated on seeing her prop up her chin on his chest, her chocolate eyes large and content. He gave in to the urge to trace a line along his most favourite freckles in her face.
“The Party. Well its more of a small gathering. You ready in an hour?”
Draco groaned and rolled his eyes when he remembered his promise. Not that he knew what he was saying back then. Unfortunately, it seemed that Ginny had anticipated that.
Ginny giggled at his facial expression of disgust before moving over him and off the bed, but not before placing a few kisses on his naked body.
“I suggest you take a shower before we leave,” she informed him while walking to the adjacent dressing room, giving him a wonderful view of her swaying hips and her naked backside.
“And I suggest you better join me, wench” he growled after her. It seemed like his fate for tonight had already been decided for him. He was just hoping to catch Ginny off guard once. And alone.
He could hear her laugh when he entered the bathroom before the sound of running water drowned out any noise.
Meanwhile, Ginny had retrieved her dress for the night and placed in on the bed. She was feeling a bit guilty for luring Draco into saying yes like that, but the feeling wasn’t overwhelming. It wasn’t easy to get your way with a Malfoy. It certainly required practice and skill and she wasn’t about to let hers go to waste. He was so bloody thick headed sometimes that she had to resolve to some more drastic measures every now and then. But if Ginny Weasley had put something in her mind, she wasn’t about to rest before she got it, either.
When she entered the bathroom, she found the shower door wide open and the appealing backside of Draco Malfoy in her field of vision. Most of his weight was on his left foot and he had his palms against the shower wall, his head dropping to one side to allow the water to run down his back. His shoulder blades were pushed together, leaving a tantalising valley between the muscles and bones.
Ginny stepped in silently and ran one hand down between his spine, the other one gently caressing his butt. They moved to join at his waist and further around to play with the little hairs growing from his bellybutton downwards. Her nimble fingers were already moving southwards when he caught her wrist and spun her around, pinning her against the cold shower wall.
“Don’t.” He still sounded grumpy and irritated. That wasn’t why he had stopped her though. His problem was a little bit more pressing. Pressing right into Ginny’s stomach for that matter.
“Don’t what?” she taunted him and moving her hips suggestively.
He caught them to still their movement before nibbling her earlobe, “don’t start something you can’t finish.”
“Why?” she moaned out when his tongue traced along her neck while placing her hands over her head and holding it in place with one of his.
“It’s teasing. I don’t like it.”
Ginny snorted.
“Draco, you do it all the time!”
His mouth had moved to her breast and was gently suckling and biting on it. His knee nudged her legs apart and his free hand went straight to her curls. Ginny moaned and arched into him, longing to get his body into closer contact with hers. When he pushed one finger into her, she struggled to get free from his grip but to no avail.
Draco noticed that she was close and removed his finger to place his hand on her hip. He leaned in and whispered so softly that Ginny had problems making out his words over the sound of the running water. Her clouded mind had absolutely nothing to do with it of course.
“There’s a difference between teasing and being teased.” He said before he exited the shower with a smirk on his face.
“Bastard.”
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They had apparated into the backyard of her childhood home. Draco had refused to floo in like most of the others. She had called him a snobbish git that couldn’t handle a little soot. He had kissed her deeply and she finally shut up.
Entering through the kitchen, Draco was glad she took his hand. He hadn’t been to the Burrow before and all the buzzing that was going on around the house made him feel uneasy. The house didn’t include a single straight line and was stuffed up to the roof with clutter of muggle and wizard inventions alike. A great display of colours and delightful smells invaded his senses and overwhelmed him completely.
`Childhood Home´ was something he associated with a huge, empty Manor, cold demeanours and stiff dinners. His youth wasn’t something he enjoyed looking back on and the first time he had ever felt at home was when he had moved in with Ginny.
He wasn’t too sure on how her family would react to his presence, especially at an engagement party of one of their sons. They had - gradually – accepted him as Ginny’s boyfriend, with the exception of Ron of course. The red-headed boy had made it quite clear that he would never come to terms with him and Ginny being together. Ron’s best friend, Harry bloody Potter entirely shared his point of view.
“Baby Sister!” A red-headed man made his way towards Ginny and pulled her into a tight hug. Ginny squealed in delight while Draco was trying to figure out which one of her many brothers was currently pulling her right off the ground.
“Draco, this is Charlie. I don’t think you have met yet. Not officially anyway.”
Charlie extended his hand and Draco took it.
“I can see that you are taking good care of my little sister,” Charlie’s smile must have been a mile wide and it didn’t falter when he continued, “If you ever hurt her, I’ll break every bone in your body. Come in and meet the rest.”
Well, now Draco remembered why he had avoided the unavoidable of meeting her extensively large family. His face was set into a practiced blank expression but Ginny must have noticed his reluctance. She grabbed his arm and placed it around her waist, pecking him on the cheek and smiled up at him warmly. He also remembered now that he wasn’t doing this for himself but rather for her. Plastering a smile on his face, he let her guide him into the living room area to meet the rest of the pack … ehm family.
TBC
A/N:
Jen: Thank you for my first review ever! I completely have to agree with you on the pairing :}
(I finally can understand why everyone is so into getting reviews, it’s damn rewarding!!)
Hope everyone whos readin\' enjoyed the 2nd chapter!!
Peace&Love from MsPixie
Disclaimer: Don’t own anything and am not making any money off this story.
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“Enjoy that?” He inquired softly while brushing some of her damp hair out of her face and kissing her ear gently.
She turned and smiled at him before gathering her strength and moving to straddle his hips. He just smirked and raised an eyebrow while moving his arms behind his head and looking up at her expectantly. Her eyes where still glazed over and without further ado she brought herself down, sheathing him completely and was satisfied when his smirk was replaces by an expression of pure desire and love.
“Draco? Will you go to a party with me tonight?”
What was she thinking? At the moment, he’d stop the world to rotate around its own axis if she just didn’t stop moving her hips in those enticing circles he loved so much. The sight of her above him, gently moving up and down and from side to side was so intoxicating that he forgot to answer altogether. Being momentarily confused when she stopped altogether, he remembered her question. Not that the meaning had registered yet, he just wanted her to move again.
“Yes,” he said in a hoarse voice, “and now get back to business, if you don’t mind.”
The triumphant smile he saw now, made a little voice shout out loudly in his head. It was telling him he was indeed in trouble now. Forget the voice, she was moving again and all he could think of was her.
After a few moments he grew restless as Ginny wouldn’t move faster. Between clenched teeth he forced out, “Ginny, move faster or I’ll have to take over.”
She shook her head and kept her controlled movement, “No, I want to be on top this time.”
He wanted to push her over onto her back, but Ginny had anticipated his move and firmly kept him down with both hands on his chest. He groaned out in frustration and finally managed to push his torso so far up that he was in a sitting position whilst moving her legs to come around and encircle his waist. She locked her ankles behind his back and he captured one of her breast in his mouth while pushing up into her, on of him hands braced against the bed for leverage.
The new anhad had Ginny moaning within seconds and she inclined far back, supporting her body on both her hands while never ceasing the movement of her lower body. Draco’s free hand stoked her cheek and jaw before moving down her neck, all the while drawing sensual circles along her skin. Reaching her breast, he cupped one and brushed his thumb over her taut nipple, drawing out a deep sigh from her, increasing the movement of her hips as a result.
His hand trailed down further and he watched it being shifted along with every one of her movements. Her moving body reminded him of a belly dancer that only used her hips and stomach while all other parts where as still as possible.
Ginny was very close again and she moved his hand further down. Without teasing this time – simply because he was so close himself – he drew circles around her clit and listening to the soft screams from her and watching her increase her level to a frantic state. He met her every thrust, pushing deep into her and levitating them both off the bed each time.
With a gasp she came once more, his name falling from her lips. Her tightening muscles pulled at him and with a few more thrust he followed her.
More out of instinct than common sense, he caught her collapsing body in his arms at the same time as lying back down himself. For a few moments they both tried to recapture their breathing while basking in their afterglow of lovemaking and gently caressing one another languidly.
A good 15 minutes later, she raised her head to look at him, a satisfied expression gracing her slightly freckled face. Draco loved the I-have-been-shagged-for-good-measure look on his girlfriend a bit more each time. It obviously didn’t hurt that most other people recognised the content look, drawing their own conclusions about how satisfying their encounters were. And oh, how right they were.
“So, will you be ready in an hour?” she whispered while stroking his chest lovingly.
“Ready for what?” He wasn’t quite sure what she was talking about and far more concentrated on seeing her prop up her chin on his chest, her chocolate eyes large and content. He gave in to the urge to trace a line along his most favourite freckles in her face.
“The Party. Well its more of a small gathering. You ready in an hour?”
Draco groaned and rolled his eyes when he remembered his promise. Not that he knew what he was saying back then. Unfortunately, it seemed that Ginny had anticipated that.
Ginny giggled at his facial expression of disgust before moving over him and off the bed, but not before placing a few kisses on his naked body.
“I suggest you take a shower before we leave,” she informed him while walking to the adjacent dressing room, giving him a wonderful view of her swaying hips and her naked backside.
“And I suggest you better join me, wench” he growled after her. It seemed like his fate for tonight had already been decided for him. He was just hoping to catch Ginny off guard once. And alone.
He could hear her laugh when he entered the bathroom before the sound of running water drowned out any noise.
Meanwhile, Ginny had retrieved her dress for the night and placed in on the bed. She was feeling a bit guilty for luring Draco into saying yes like that, but the feeling wasn’t overwhelming. It wasn’t easy to get your way with a Malfoy. It certainly required practice and skill and she wasn’t about to let hers go to waste. He was so bloody thick headed sometimes that she had to resolve to some more drastic measures every now and then. But if Ginny Weasley had put something in her mind, she wasn’t about to rest before she got it, either.
When she entered the bathroom, she found the shower door wide open and the appealing backside of Draco Malfoy in her field of vision. Most of his weight was on his left foot and he had his palms against the shower wall, his head dropping to one side to allow the water to run down his back. His shoulder blades were pushed together, leaving a tantalising valley between the muscles and bones.
Ginny stepped in silently and ran one hand down between his spine, the other one gently caressing his butt. They moved to join at his waist and further around to play with the little hairs growing from his bellybutton downwards. Her nimble fingers were already moving southwards when he caught her wrist and spun her around, pinning her against the cold shower wall.
“Don’t.” He still sounded grumpy and irritated. That wasn’t why he had stopped her though. His problem was a little bit more pressing. Pressing right into Ginny’s stomach for that matter.
“Don’t what?” she taunted him and moving her hips suggestively.
He caught them to still their movement before nibbling her earlobe, “don’t start something you can’t finish.”
“Why?” she moaned out when his tongue traced along her neck while placing her hands over her head and holding it in place with one of his.
“It’s teasing. I don’t like it.”
Ginny snorted.
“Draco, you do it all the time!”
His mouth had moved to her breast and was gently suckling and biting on it. His knee nudged her legs apart and his free hand went straight to her curls. Ginny moaned and arched into him, longing to get his body into closer contact with hers. When he pushed one finger into her, she struggled to get free from his grip but to no avail.
Draco noticed that she was close and removed his finger to place his hand on her hip. He leaned in and whispered so softly that Ginny had problems making out his words over the sound of the running water. Her clouded mind had absolutely nothing to do with it of course.
“There’s a difference between teasing and being teased.” He said before he exited the shower with a smirk on his face.
“Bastard.”
~*“*~*”*~*“*~*”*~*“*~*“*~*”*~*“*~
They had apparated into the backyard of her childhood home. Draco had refused to floo in like most of the others. She had called him a snobbish git that couldn’t handle a little soot. He had kissed her deeply and she finally shut up.
Entering through the kitchen, Draco was glad she took his hand. He hadn’t been to the Burrow before and all the buzzing that was going on around the house made him feel uneasy. The house didn’t include a single straight line and was stuffed up to the roof with clutter of muggle and wizard inventions alike. A great display of colours and delightful smells invaded his senses and overwhelmed him completely.
`Childhood Home´ was something he associated with a huge, empty Manor, cold demeanours and stiff dinners. His youth wasn’t something he enjoyed looking back on and the first time he had ever felt at home was when he had moved in with Ginny.
He wasn’t too sure on how her family would react to his presence, especially at an engagement party of one of their sons. They had - gradually – accepted him as Ginny’s boyfriend, with the exception of Ron of course. The red-headed boy had made it quite clear that he would never come to terms with him and Ginny being together. Ron’s best friend, Harry bloody Potter entirely shared his point of view.
“Baby Sister!” A red-headed man made his way towards Ginny and pulled her into a tight hug. Ginny squealed in delight while Draco was trying to figure out which one of her many brothers was currently pulling her right off the ground.
“Draco, this is Charlie. I don’t think you have met yet. Not officially anyway.”
Charlie extended his hand and Draco took it.
“I can see that you are taking good care of my little sister,” Charlie’s smile must have been a mile wide and it didn’t falter when he continued, “If you ever hurt her, I’ll break every bone in your body. Come in and meet the rest.”
Well, now Draco remembered why he had avoided the unavoidable of meeting her extensively large family. His face was set into a practiced blank expression but Ginny must have noticed his reluctance. She grabbed his arm and placed it around her waist, pecking him on the cheek and smiled up at him warmly. He also remembered now that he wasn’t doing this for himself but rather for her. Plastering a smile on his face, he let her guide him into the living room area to meet the rest of the pack … ehm family.
TBC
A/N:
Jen: Thank you for my first review ever! I completely have to agree with you on the pairing :}
(I finally can understand why everyone is so into getting reviews, it’s damn rewarding!!)
Hope everyone whos readin\' enjoyed the 2nd chapter!!
Peace&Love from MsPixie