Harder to breath
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Ginny
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
8,190
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Harder to breath
Sometimes I feel I can’t breathe and then she’s there and truly suffocate. Then something incredible happens. She kisses me and I feel my lungs inflate and everything fades away. All I see is her. All I taste is her. Her. She is my savior. My guiding light. Blah, blah, blah etc. She will also be the death of me and we both know it. Still I’m infected and shmy omy only cure. And then she’s leaves me again and I can’t breath.
Things I use to enjoy like making fun of the poor unfortunate souls of Hogwarts has cease to bring me pleasure anymore. The only pleasure I receive is when I’m holding her, kissing her, fucking the shit out of her and when she cries out my name my heart explodes. Damn you Ginny. I can’t breathe.
I don’t like feeling like this. I’m twisted and going out of my bloody mind. What makes matters worst is she doesn’t seem to be suffering at all. She still smiles and chats loudly with hers friends in the corridors. No she doesn’t appear to be affected at all, but when I shoving my cock into her wet warmth she tells a different story. She tells me she needs me. Thrust. She wants me. Thrust. Oh god Draco. Thrust. I miss you. Thrust. And last night the girl told me she loves me. FUCKING EXPLOSION. I can’t breathe.
No way in hell I thought to myself as the last tles les that racked my body subsided. There’s no way in hell she can love me. I’m going be a Death Eater in two months. She’s says I’m the wrong time. Maybe I am. Any side she’s on seems much better. Hell I really don’t give a shit either way as long as she keeps telling me she loves me. I can’t breathe.
She climbs on top of me putting me back where I belong. Deep inside of her. She sits still looking me dead in the eye’s and again tells me she loves me. I open my mouth but find that words are impossible. I decide to show her. I grab her hips lifting her up and slamming her back down. Again she tells me she loves me. It’s become her mantra as I slam hedy ddy down to meet my thrusts. I lean up holding her close as I continue our pace. She whispering shaky “I love you’s” in my ear. I bring us both to the edge and whisper those three condemning words back. She hears me. ow iow it because she holds me tighter then ever.
“I can’t breathe.” I tell her.
“Me either Draco. I can’t breathe when your not around.” She answers back breathlessly
“NO REALLY GIN. I CAN’T BREATHE. You want to loosen your choke hold a bit?”
Things I use to enjoy like making fun of the poor unfortunate souls of Hogwarts has cease to bring me pleasure anymore. The only pleasure I receive is when I’m holding her, kissing her, fucking the shit out of her and when she cries out my name my heart explodes. Damn you Ginny. I can’t breathe.
I don’t like feeling like this. I’m twisted and going out of my bloody mind. What makes matters worst is she doesn’t seem to be suffering at all. She still smiles and chats loudly with hers friends in the corridors. No she doesn’t appear to be affected at all, but when I shoving my cock into her wet warmth she tells a different story. She tells me she needs me. Thrust. She wants me. Thrust. Oh god Draco. Thrust. I miss you. Thrust. And last night the girl told me she loves me. FUCKING EXPLOSION. I can’t breathe.
No way in hell I thought to myself as the last tles les that racked my body subsided. There’s no way in hell she can love me. I’m going be a Death Eater in two months. She’s says I’m the wrong time. Maybe I am. Any side she’s on seems much better. Hell I really don’t give a shit either way as long as she keeps telling me she loves me. I can’t breathe.
She climbs on top of me putting me back where I belong. Deep inside of her. She sits still looking me dead in the eye’s and again tells me she loves me. I open my mouth but find that words are impossible. I decide to show her. I grab her hips lifting her up and slamming her back down. Again she tells me she loves me. It’s become her mantra as I slam hedy ddy down to meet my thrusts. I lean up holding her close as I continue our pace. She whispering shaky “I love you’s” in my ear. I bring us both to the edge and whisper those three condemning words back. She hears me. ow iow it because she holds me tighter then ever.
“I can’t breathe.” I tell her.
“Me either Draco. I can’t breathe when your not around.” She answers back breathlessly
“NO REALLY GIN. I CAN’T BREATHE. You want to loosen your choke hold a bit?”