Shapes and Shadows
One-Shot- 626 Words
Inspired by Almost Alice Soundtrack
She was shapes and shadows slipping through the window and across my bedroom floor. She'd slipped in slowly; like a cat prowling after a mouse. She knew when to pounce, when to dive head long into the fray but instead of a mouse she caught me. The son of Slytherin, the prince of darkness and resident Draco Malfoy.
The flow of her hair, swirling madly past her shoulders and falling into my face was tickling my nose; it was what awoke me. "Follow me, Follow me down." She whispered.
"Down where?" I replied, without wondering why a gorgeous quite naked woman was pressing me into my own bed, forcing her lithe weight down upon me. Take it in strides is what father always said, and I planned to do just that.
"How far down do you want to fall?" Smooth words, like chocolate flowing over a strawberry and just as seductive.
A soft sigh was my reply, "I'm already on bottom. You've made sure of that." She'd leaned forward to capture my ear, nibbling softly and nonchalance went out the window. So much for the plan… "Do you know what you are doing? You do realize who I am…I know you can't mistake me."
"No mistake, a dragon's a dragon. Do you give all the willing virgins this much problem?" She'd smirked and wiggled her bottom into my already growing problem. This was temptation in its purist form, it suited her to tease me and I realized I'd been terrible mistaken. Not a cat, but a lioness. Strong and tawny. I'd been captured in the middle of the night without her even setting off any of the alarms. I was trapped, although what she was asking of me wasn't terrible but her brothers were a terrible deterrent. And Potter…The shock it would give that bastard…Would it be worth the beating? Would she?
Father would have been very upset at me for questioning a woman who offered her virgin title but I couldn't help myself. "Weasley, You can't possible mean to force yourself upon me?" She laughed. Oh lord; she meant to and I wasn't terribly opposed to it. It wasn't like she didn't know I wanted her, red hair, freckles and all that creamy skin. I wanted to drink her, eat her, go so deep that we'd become one. One complete being, one singular immortal soul, she'd complete me in places I didn't know existed and evidently turn me into a pile of blubbering mushy romantic Draco goo. Gad and ick. Sadly enough with where her tongue was headed I would have willing said it all aloud if only she'd stay the night.
"Oh you did, you are quite the romantic." She smirked again and I thought she'd undo me right there. "Now? You'd like me to stay the night?"
Embarrassed, I tried to save my pride, "I've never asked a woman in my life to stay the night and I shan't start with you."
"Wonderful, I didn't plan to stay the night anyway.", Surprise must have been evident on my face for she added, " I shall stay if you ask, however…" She left the ending open; a tease in its self. I damn near bit my own cheek as my teeth slammed shut to keep myself from begging. "Have it your way. And this had such potential." She sighed dramatically as she slipped from the bed, treating me to a fantastic view. "See you around Draco." And just as she had before she slipped back into the shadows, gone before I could utter a held whimper.
Laying my head back, I attempted to cover my face with my arm only to find out that little minx had tied me up.