Speed Drabble Challenge.
Requirements: 1 hr.
Prompts: dawn, "Is that an ultimatum?"
Word Count: 379
Rated T for non-descriptive sexy-ness. :P
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The golden rays danced blithely on the white bed spread.
The dawn had already come and gone, like a silent visitor in the night, leaving a beautiful, warm day in its place.
She opened her eyes and sighed, settling deeper into the pillow, deciding she'd rather revel in the feeling of his arm slung carelessly across her waist and the feeling of his head in the crook of her neck than face the day head on anyway.
Just as her eyes drifted slowly shut again, she felt movement across her collarbone as his lips drew into a lazy smirk.
"I know you're awake." He chuckled, drawing her closer and kissing below her ear.
She moaned and pushed him back half heartedly. "Don't," she complained as he pressed a lingering kiss on the corner of her mouth. "If you don't stop…"
"What?" he teased cruelly. "Is that an ultimatum?" he pecked her on the lips to stop her from answering and she gently shoved him back, glaring at him.
"Aw, Gin', you're no fun," he pressed another few kisses down her neck, smirking as he made her squirm. "Remember what you said last night? You were practically beg –"
She placed a hand over his mouth quickly, trying not to melt at the way his gray eyes were dancing with light and his eyes crinkled at the corners when he smiled…really smiled…
She shook herself out of her daydreams as the impendent arse began to kiss her palms.
"Draco…" Ugh. Why was it so damn difficult to stay angry at him? She became a melted pool of Ginny whenever he looked at her. Honestly it was pathetic.
"Ginny…" he said in the same tone, his voice lower, huskier.
Oh Merlin.
She didn't know when exactly when she gave in to him.
Maybe it was when he stopped kissing her palms and instead made his way slowly up her arms, to her neck, and finally her mouth, kissing her with a feverish desire that blinded her.
Maybe it was when he paused, platinum hair mussed form her hands running through it repeatedly, silently asking her for permission to continue.
All she knew, was when she'd finally erased all the boundaries that separated them, she realized she was caught.
Truly, undeniably caught.