Mad About the Boy

He was trembling. He wasn’t sure when it started but there was a definite quiver in the arm that supported him where in between him and the cushions lay a trapped and gasping Head Girl. She was all wetted lips and frizzy hair and he couldn’t stop staring. Merlin, did she know how hot that made him when she challenged him like that? Draco Malfoy was hot and bothered, and nervous! He felt like he should be annoyed at her, the smug little bint, angry with her for putting him in this situation but the longer he looked into those ever darkening brown eyes the more he realized he was more trapped than she was. Draco released the breath he hadn’t known he was holding and dipped his head down again, grazing his lips over hers. She tilted her face up to meet them but he pulled back.



‘If you want to turn back now Granger this is your last chance.’ He whispered as he pressed all of his body slowly down into hers, melding them together in the heat of their bodies and taking the pressure off his gently trembling arm. His hand now free it traveled down her arm slowly, reveling in the softness of her skin before reaching her wrist and pulling it up her body and over her head. He chuckled softly as she remained warily silent and taking it as consent he buried his head into the crook of her neck again, licking and kissing until she was shaking just as much as he was. When she gasped as his teeth caught her earlobe he chuckled softly. Oh how much fun he would have prizing more of those little gasps from her all night long.



‘I want to do so many bad things to you Granger.’ Draco groaned as he rotated his hips again into hers, the friction was bliss.



‘Then stop talking and do them.’ She whispered throatily as her free hand wound its way round his waist dipping slightly under his shirt. He hissed at the feel of her touch on his naked skin and was suddenly very aware of the numerous layers in between them. He wriggled his hand out from under her and pulled at the edge of her tank top lifting it and revealing slowly the soft mound of her taught stomach. They moved together as he finally pulled it over her head, her hair crackling around her face as he lay her back down on to the cushions. He felt drunk from the heat of her skin as her hands traveled slowly up his chest and began to unbutton his shirt, popping the buttons free painfully slowly and biting down on her bottom lip she fumbled. Draco growled, How is that she was torturing him now? He was losing control and she was taking the upper hand.



‘I don’t think so Princess’ he glowered as he pulled her hands away from his shirt roughly startling her.

‘What are you –‘ Granger began to protest as he pinned her wrists above her head and locked his hands around them as he plunged down and stole her lips in a kiss that had all the anger and passion that had been building in him since the moment he had first tasted his so called arch-enemies lips a week ago. He felt her startle at first and then just as quickly she was kissing him back timidly. He grinned inside as he knew she was no longer fighting for control. He had her just where he needed her; at his mercy and soon enough she would be begging for it.



‘Do you want me Granger?’ He pulled back from her swollen lips and attacked her collar bone, sliding his lips down in broken kisses until they reached the valley of her softly curving breasts. ‘Tell me how much you want me Granger and I’ll give it you. I’ll give it to you over and over again until you can’t feel anything else but me.’



He watched her breasts quiver as her breath hitched. He licked along the edge where her bra still covered her before he bit down gently on her nipple through the fabric. When she moaned he thought he might implode. ‘Have I ever heard anything sound so wanton? So delicious?’ Draco’s mind ruptured with ideas of how to make her moan like that again. ‘Tell me Princess.’ He muttered softly into her skin feeling the goose bumps rise as he did so.



‘You want me like you’ve never wanted anything else Granger, admit it.’ He growled impatiently as she continued to remain silent under his ministrations. He tightened his grasp around her wrists slightly and she gasped, the look in her eyes turning defiant.



‘No?’ He questioned her one last time as he drew himself back, peeling his body off of hers and releasing her wrists in a flash. He stood and brushed his shirt down; turning his back to her quickly so she couldn’t see how much he was still turned on. ‘I guess someone is afraid they might be wrong after all’ laughed the Slytherin as he walked away towards his bedroom resisting all temptation to turn around and see the wanton creature he left panting behind on the cushions. ‘I was almost looking forward to it.’



‘Wait.’



Draco paused, perhaps a bit too immediately he chastised himself inwardly.



‘I don’t want you, Draco.’



Draco had never moved so fast in his life as he did when he span in the spot and marched to the couch. Grinning wickedly he pulled the defiant little Gryffindor to her feat before grabbing her legs and scooping her up into his arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist she stared at him, jaw dropped.



‘Where are you talking me?’ she protested, although to Draco ear’s, rather weakly.



‘To my bed Granger. Where else?’



‘I just told you I didn’t want you!’



‘No you didn’t.’



‘What?’



‘You called me Draco.’





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