The eyes of Winter

This chapter..is pure smut...just so you know..
Slytherins...GRRRRRRowwwllll!

Chapter 35...Celebration

The Slytherin victory party raged long into the early hours of Saturday
morning. Most Slytherins either drunk of tipsy, and couples snogging
shamelessly on the chairs. Winter having drank too much fire-whiskey
was draped on her stomach across the back of the black leather couch,
tangled in the mess of her broomstick skirt and trying to explain to some
of the Slytherin population why chains were hanging from her jacket in the
first place.

\"They make good decoration, and if you ever the need for
a little violence arises,\" she motioned with her hands harshly, \"You yank
the fuckers off and choke your enemy merciously.\" Winter giggled
madly in her drunkeness at their wide eyes and gaping mouths.

Sasha Kella and Ava Durge looked at each other and gri. Th. They
were sitting by the fire drinking and had been asking Winter questions they
had been dying to know, but wouldn\'t dare to in a sober state.
Everyone else, except the snogging couples, were seeming to
enjoy her little rant about the muggle world.

\"You really didn\'t do that did you?\" Ava giggled and took another
swig.

\"Alas, my lips are sealed.\" Winter blew her hair out of her face with
a large puff of air. \"The please-men might come and find me.\" She
laughed at her joke, at their expense of course. They could never
remember the proper name was \"policeman\". It always made her
laugh, and more so now because she was almost drunk.

Draco turned around to face her on the couch. He had been
leaning back as she played with his long hair, and her
gentle touch was driving him to some very lustful thoughts. What better
way to celebrate than a alcohol fueled shag? He had also
been drinking with everyone, but that just wasn\'t enough for
him. Not tonight.

Draco grabbed her and hauled her down in a heap on the couch,
barely missing D.J.\'s head with her bare feet. Instead hitting his arm.
He had been lying on the other end in a slump, now sitting up in a huff.
Holding his drink up so it wouldn\'t spill any further.

\"Merlin, Winter!\" He cursed in cantonese. Licking the fire-whiskey
from his dripping fingers, but he smiled from the corner of his mouth,
D.J. never got mad at Winter, even though he was known to have a
calm demeaner. Once D.J. got pissed it was a good idea to clear out.

Draco was holding her with his clumsy arms, and whispered. \"Let\'s
go somewhere else. I know the perfect place.\"

\"It\'s not your room is it?\" Winter beemed at him as he scowled.

\"Not quite, come on.\" He brought them to their feet, wavering only a little,
and took them weaving in and out of people through the common room.

Draco almost pulled her arm off moving through the dark dungeons, and
small passages. Both trying not to mnoisnoise. They stopped at a large
painting of a dark knight, and Draco tapped it. It creaked open with a groan.

Winter half staggered her way in to the dimly lit dungeon room. It looked
like something out of a S&M porn set, but all props were real. Large rusty
chains swung slowly back and forth lazily falling from the rafters. Old
tables covered with cobwebs and metal wrist cuffs were sitting in thier
silence. It was obvious they had not been used in ages.

\"Where are we, Malfoy?\" Winter eyed him through a blurry haze.

\"This my dear is the Hogwart\'s punishment chamber. As you can see the old
ways died centuries ago.\" He gave her a half-smile, trying to play it off.
\"I thought you might like to see it.\" He was advancing on her, coming
closer with his now dark eyes.

\"Is that a fact?\"

\"It certainly is, love.\"

\"You are the devil. You know that don\'t you?\" Winter tilted her head up to
meet his warm lips as his long arms came around her waist. Once again
wrapping her exploring fingers in the long shock of pale hair. She moaned
into his mouth as he cupped her butt cheeks and squeezed possesively.

\"If I\'m the devil then that makes you a fallen angel.\"

Winter gasped as Draco suddenly grabbed her hands and forced
them all the way up, backing her slowly against the stone wall. Holding
them above her head with his and rasping his hot sweet breath in her
face.

\"W-What are you doing, Draco?\" Winter was shocked by his newly
found dominance, she found it almost arousing. He ripped his shirt
off in a quick fluid motion, throwing it to the floor.

Draco gazed upward with his shiny gray eyes. \"Grab the chains.\"
She gave him a questioning stare. He kissed her roughly. \"Do it, Winter.
Trust me, angel.\"

Winter looked up watching the menacing chains swing slowly. She
looked at Draco once more, his eyes held no malice. They sparkled with
excitement, and watched her with intent.

She sighed and tried to regain some of her sobriety, this was bound
to be interesting, and she wanted to at least remember some of it. Draco
spread her arms out further and the chains wrapped around both
her forearms. They were cold as ice against her hot, flushed skin,
and they moved by themselves, trembling slightly.

Draco ran his fingertips over her flat stomach and around into the
waistband of her skirt, sliding it over her hips in an agonizingly
slow rate. Coming down along with the skirt to his knees before her.
He inhaled deeply, taking in her beautiful scent. He felt his cock
twitch sharply in the depths of the trousers.

Winter whimpered as his cool hands were moving up her le Sli Sliding his long fingers under the sides of her silky thongs, hooking
them and bringing them down as well. She flinched when his
lips brushed against her aching sex, setting it afire like a rising
phoenix.

\"Yes touch me, Draco.\"

Draco delved farther into her, opening her up with his moist
tongue, and flicking over her swollen nub. She strained against
the confines of the chains but couldn\'t get enough of the pleasure
he was bringing.

He moved underneath her further, bringing her legs up to rest fully
on his shoulders, taking the weight of her body from the chains. They
pulled against her from above, and he pushed divinely from below. A
incrediable mix of pain and pleasure, pressure both sexually and
physically.

Her lover was taking her higher than ever before. Working his mouth
on her swollen sex, just begging her to cry out for him. She only groaned
loudly as he slipped a finger into her wet folds. Draco tested her wetness,
he found she dripped with the need for more. He pulled back with a gleam
in his eye, dropping her legs back to the floor.

Draco quickly stood, on his feet in a heartbeat, staring into her eyes
as he unbuckled his belt, and opened his trousers. Presenting his
stiff cock to her wanting eyes, the tip already weeping with readiness.
He pulled them down roughly, letting her see the rest of his manhood.
All the lovely white hair that dusted his lower body, the pair of perfectly
rounded balls, and the lightly veined shaft of his hardened member.
Like a work of art.

He pressed her back into the cold wall once again, she sucked her
breath in from the harsh cold on her burning skin. The alcohol had made
her blood boil, and Malfoy was doing nothing to cool it down. His desire
only made it worse, and the smoldering fire in his gaze made hot
flashes course through her veins.

He lifted her bottom, placing her long legs around his waist, and worked
his aching cock into her wet channel. Pushing himself to the hilt, and
listening to Winter groan with her approval. It was like heaven to be in her,
sweet muscles of pleasure gripping him, and the pulse of her heartbeat.
It incased his length and pulsed through her slick walls, meeting his
every stroke.

\"Fuck yes, Winter. Gods!\"

Draco let his thoughts be known. Winter moved and matched his now
increasing thrusts, trying to move and pull against the chains, and the
sight of it almost brought him to the edge. Straining and struggling
restlessly with the intruders, muscles taunt. She wanted to touch him,
feel him, know he was flesh and blood and not some beautiful dream.

\"Release me, Draco. Give me your flesh.\" Winter\'s tone
seered his ears, and fueled his rhythm. Pumping like a
piston into her slick heat.

The chains fell with a clatter, and he caught her falling body,
bringing them both to the stone floor. Winter clung to him, leaving
the imprint of her hands on his flawless shoulders, clutching and
scratching madly in their wild union.

Something in Draco was changed, the floodgates of his sexual being
opened and rushing through him. The alcohol burned in his veins, making
it hard to keep control, and he knew it was teetering on the brink. Tonight
Draco was showing her the beast that lived within him, his carnal urges of
animalistic lust.

He pulled from her suddenly, and she felt herself being turned. She
was bent in front of him now, and he found her clit once more. Teasing
it with the head of his dick. Rubbing slowly back and forth across the sensitive
bundle of nerves. Her whole body shivered.

\"Arch your back.\" She did as he told her, and he ran his hands up her
curved back and down her arms. He pulled them harshly from beneath
her and she screamed in surprise as her face fell toward the floor, but he
caught her and brought her level. Holding her ams for leverage as he
again drove into her. Winter gave a keening cry that echoed to the
rafters.

She couldn\'t hold back any longer. Maybe it was the way he had
taken her, or maybe it was spot he was hitting inside somewhere deep,
but her body relented and she cried out as his hands dug into her upper
arms when she clenched down on him. Shaking and crying in her
oncoming rapture, as he pumped into her from behind.

\"That\'s it Winter, let me feel you come.\"

\"Don\'t stop, Draco. Please.\"

She came crashing down on him with her own words, gripping and
calling his name as they came together. Draco growling his lust, and Winter
crying his name and clawing his sides as he arched back into her farther.

Draco released one of her arms and she set it down, resting on it, trying
to catch her breath. She felt him withdraw from her, leaving her with an
empty feeling. He had brought her once again to a new place, and she was
truly glad it had been Draco. He was the only one who had ever seen her
so vulnerable, and Merlin willing the last.

He was standing over her now, extending his hand to help her to her
feet. Breathing heavily, and looking quite satisfied with himself. Draco
brought her into his arms for another kiss, breaking it with a breathy
whisper.

\"I promise you, I\'ll never let you go. You are truly my angel.\" She could
feel his words on her neck.

\"Yes, my dragon.\"

*******************************************************
Yeah..good smut or no? Hope you liked it....I guess
this story had more readers than I thought...glad you enjoy it.
This story is my baby, and I don\'t know where it will end...
I thought it was hated for being a dreaded Mary-Sue fic..LOL
Please Review...Shaolin...

***A/N (1-31) Anyone interested I\'ll be
posting new chapter within next two days...getting ready to post
all new story that i\'ve been working on..It\'s not Harry Potter, but any
anime fans may like it...it\'s DarkStalkers/Night Warriors..look for
it real soon in Anime Misc....Or look under Author Directory...thanks
Shaolin