And we're on to F! Sorry for taking so long. I'm all excited for this one. Unf. I love writing smut, guys. It's an addiction. 3
So here we are, Fire and Ice: Ginny and Draco. Yum. ;3 Finally a het pairing I'm not ashamed to write! XD
The cool light of the moon glimmers on the pair, setting one afire and turning one to cold slick ice. It would seem that they might temper each other, regulate each other, but instead, they set each other off. Fire and Ice. Oddly, it is hard to tell where one begins and the other ends. Their limbs are entangled, their mouth pressed roughly together. Fire growls and ice smirks. She rakes claws down him, he grabs her by her hair and bites down hard on her neck. She gasps Ice and he moans Fire.
"Weasley," Ice murmurs. His voice in full of a sort of contempt, and ragged with desire. Raging sexual delirium sweeps them away from sight and mind, like the tide, sweeps away all the leftover things, leaving only what won't budge.
"Malfoy," Fire purrs, her teeth dragging all along his neck and collar and ear. Her breath is hot and ragged on him, and he does not think, only feels, as he moves his wand, causing her first layer of clothes to rip, fall to the floor. She ignores it almost, simply moves a single warm hand down to cup the bulge in his trousers, undoing them with ease and haste.
Ice' hands move up, they grab her, they manipulate her, and Fire gasps. Her hot eyes flash, defiant, and she fights him, fights his attempt at dominance. She loses, and he lets her have a bit more power, like he's rewarding her for her obedience.
She growls, her eyes burn, and she moves to retake dominance, only to find herself bending to Ice's will again, reverse psychology working in Ice's favour. Fire moans as he bites her neck, kisses, and breathes hot breath for someone so cold. His mouth moves down to her collarbone and then to the rise of her breast. She growls as he pulls her down, on top of him.
Fire smirks, her eyes closing with relish. Ice's expression is much the same. His head come up, lips find contact with something that makes Fire mewl. Ice moves, and thrusts and Fire groans happily. Ice turns her under him and thrusts repeatedly: in and out, making her moan and mewl and groan happily as he silently seeks his own pleasure.
Fire reaches her first climax as quietly as she can stand, and then again. Ice grunts as he reaches his own, panting with the effort of it. Fire looks up at him, lips curling into a catlike smile. Ice smirks and kisses her lightly on her smiling lips, puling away from her ow surprised face. They stand, disheveled, and dress, both breathing heavily. Fire growls at Ice.
"You've lucky I'm such a good witch." She says grumpily, repairing her clothing.
"Yes I am, Weaslette." He replies, smirking and winking. She rolls her eyes. Fire and Ice become decidedly more human, losing animalistic passion in human satisfaction. She looks up at him.
"Thanks." She purrs, her lips once again curving in her catlike smile.
"Oh, any time."
Yeah, it's short, but I was trying to make it more appropriate... Don't feel like being kicked off FanFiction, you know. :P
