Locked Up

They were thrown into the room, in the dead of night. Both of them knew they were stuck, but didn't know for how long. They had been stripped, and when their captor left, the lights had turned on revealing a room that was definitely created for one purpose: sex.
The bed was big, had light sheets on it. There were candles around the room, and on the bedside table, there was a vast array of different lubricants. They both explored the room, wondering if they had to actually use the materials provided. That was when they found the note.

"This room will not open until you two shag.
Provided are various toys, lubricants, and protection if you so desire.
While in here, Ginny's menstrual cycle has been stopped, and Draco's sperm has been 'killed'. Meaning you cannot get pregnant.
Please don't hate us, we just want you guys to be happy.
Sincerely,
Harry and Pansy"

Ginny gave a scowl. How in the world could her best friend do this to her. True, she had always found the blond male rather attractive, she just never wanted to shag him.
She looked over at him; his body was chiseled from Quidditch, and had little hair on it, aside from his arms, legs and his pubes. His arse was quite firm, and made her blush quite a bit. She had never seen a man naked, other than Harry. And although she was happily married to Harry, she had confided in her husband, wrongly so, that she had always dreamt of sleeping with another man.
She didn't know what to think, only that Harry must know. He had, after all been apart of this plot. She didn't even want to think about the sex with him. It would probably be better than anything she had ever imagined. She'd heard the rumours during school, about his rather large endowment and his sexual prowess. She looked over again, only to see his hard man-hood hanging between his legs. It was huge! Much larger than Harry's 7 inch member. She had to guess that he was at least 11 in length, and 5 inches in circumference. She bit her lip in both anticipation and fear. She knew that she would probably squirm in pain.

She walked over, her steps quite slow. She didn't know whether to talk to him, and if she did, how she could manage talking to him. He was intimidating to say the least, and she didn't want to sound like a buffoon. But she was 24, and needed to at least talk about this before she had sex with him.

"Draco, can we talk?" she asked biting her lip.
He turned his head, the blond smirking. Her pert breasts were larger than he expected. Probably a 34C. He looked her over from head to toe, liking that she kept her pussy completely shaven. "Yes," he said awkwardly. He was definitely not used to being addressed by his first name by her.

"I don't know what we're supposed to do. Like, yes. We're supposed to shag, but why? And how does this even start and end. Do we leave, knowing that we're never going to speak of this again, or do we become some weird sort of friends? This is all just confusing for me," she explained blushing as she tried to not look at his erect cock.

"Wease- Ginny. I honestly have no idea how this is going to turn out or how to start it. We've obviously been placed here by your husband and my obnoxious friend. So I advise us to go slowly, and enjoy this while we can," he said speaking honestly.

She didn't understand how he could be so honest and kind to her. Not that they'd been rather chatty when they were in school, and she couldn't say that their careers had had them cross paths much. She went over to the bed, noticing that he had followed suite.

He placed a soft kiss on her rosy red lips, noticing how they weren't super wet and they weren't dry either. Perfect lips, prefect body. Deepening the kiss, he took his time to explore her mouth. His tongue slowly entered hers as they kissed. It caressed her bottom lip, seeking entrance before she let it in. Their tongues battled for dominance, before his won. It traced along her bottom lip, before retreating back into his mouth. He needed her badly, and wanted to sample not just her mouth.
His hands went to her waist, moving their way up to her perky breasts. They stopped just under them, as if waiting for permission. Ginny nodded into the kiss and that was when Draco moved his right had to cup her breast. They felt even better than they looked. So full and magnificent. He knew that this was quite possibly the only chance he had to admire these perfect works of art. He moved his lips from hers, resulting in a moan of loss from Ginny. But that didn't last long when he brought his lips to her peaked nipple. His tongue traced along it, in a figure 8 before moving to the other one. However, he didn't leave her breast alone, as his hand had gone to pinch and twist her nipple. She moaned in ecstasy, becoming wetter with his ministrations. The rumours were true, he was skilled, and they hadn't even done much yet.

She moved back, furthering herself from Draco. She wanted to pleasure him as well, but he had different plans. He moved back with her, and brought his lips back to her breast. He made gentle suckling motions on both of her globes before making a trail of kisses down from her nipple, to her stomach where his tongue dipped into her naval as it moved down to her dripping wet pussy. He smelled the aroma, almost cumming on the spot. He couldn't handle it anymore, and had to taste her juices.
His tongue darted down and licked the entire length of her slit. She tasted delicious, and he had to have more. He wanted to tease her, and that he did. He made small movements, brushing her clit ever so softly, causing Ginny to shriek in pleasure. Then, he pushed his tongue into her sopping wet cunt, making quick, but deep plunges into her love tunnel.

She was about to die. What he was doing felt amazing. She knew she was about to burst, and knew he would want to taste her cum. She had already moved one hand into her red hair, and had just moved one hand to the back of his head. The furthering of his tongue into her cunt caused her to spasm. She had had enough, and was at the brink. She came. Hard.
She had never felt so much pleasure from a man's tongue. When Harry had eaten her out, it felt good, and she always experienced an orgasm, but he just wasn't as skilled as Draco was. She laid there, panting from her orgasmic high. She was spent, but knew that there was more to come, pun intended.

She moved down so that she was by Draco's crotch. His cock was leaking precum. The head was huge, and glistening in the lamp light. She licked her lips, before taking as much as she could into her mouth. He tasted like a mixture of salt and what ever kind of soap he used. She could only get about half in her mouth, due to his girth and his length. But she knew she had to work on it. Her tongue swirled around the shaft before she let her mouth off his dick. She wanted to focus on the head, and and that she did. She licked it, causing Draco to shiver in pleasure. She sucked hard, her tongue going to town on the very tip of the head. It tasted good to her, and even better when she tasted his actual cum on her tongue. She swallowed it easily. It was the best she'd tasted ever.

They lied back together, panting hard. They had really done a lot of work on each other, and had to recover before they actually went at it.

***A/N- Will continue. It just takes a little while to think of this. Feedback loved***