Since book two we've learnt that Ginny is good at keeping secrets, now we really find out what she's capable of … x x x
Disclaimer: I think we would all love to own these characters, but sadly, we do not – and that includes me.
If you think you've read this before, you probably have, but It needed… adjusting a bit.
So, well my excuse is it was raining outside and I had nothing better to do…
Resisting the Irresistible,
Part One
Moonlight lit up her face as Draco watched her through the window. Her beautiful red hair fanned out underneath her as she turned to lie on her back. As if she sensed he was watching her she looked up at the castle to see his silhouette outlined against the only window glowing with light. She propped herself up with her elbows and spun around so the cold, hard stone of the courtyard was pressed against her stomach. She shivered in the winter chill, the movement making her breasts jiggle. She touched her hand to her lips then turned it palm upwards before her as if blowing him a kiss. The silhouette disappeared from the window and then light was extinguished. She stood up so her back was to the castle, looking out over the icy depths of the lake. Soon Ginny heard soft footsteps behind her, and smiled, but waited until the Slytherin Prince was sliding his arms around her waist before she turned into him, inhaling his personal smell of spices, soap and a musky tint that she could not quite place..
"Hey, Vixen," he whispered in her ear, his voice as silky as the black shirt he was wearing. He trailed kisses from her ear, round to her jaw line before he claimed her lips. She felt a jolt of electricity coarse through her, before she broke away from him. Gryffindor's golden boy had never made her feel like that before. Ginny leaned up to whisper in his ear, "Catch me if you can," before she had broken his hold on her and was running through the courtyard and down to the lake, Draco chasing after her. He dived at her and they toppled to the floor. "Bloody minx," he murmured as he wound his ankles round hers so she could not escape.
His lips crashed against hers, his arms either side of her so she was not supporting his full weight. He ran his tongue across her lower lip and felt her mouth tighten as she smiled into the kiss. Her lips remained as they were. His hands went from her waist to her hips, his thumbs pushing forwards as his fingers pulled back. The motion set her hips rocking against hers. He matched her pattern; when they had got the rhythm going and he trusted her not to stop, he ran his hands back up her body, one entangling in her hair as the other rose to cup her left breast.
Draco ran his tongue over her lower lip again, begging for entrance. Ginny felt him grow harder and shifted so he was more central, but her lips did not part enough to yield to his tongue. He let out a strangled moan and ran the hand from her hair down the length of her body until he ran it back up and down her upper thigh. Once more, his tongue traced its path across her lip and this time, she accepted and hardly fought his battle for dominance.
They tossed over and over until they landed with a splash into the lake. Her wet hair stuck to her back as they let go of each other to surface. He flicked his white blonde hair out of his silver eyes as her grabbed her hand and towed her to the edge. He put a finger against her shivering lips and hoisted himself out of the lake. He pulled her out of the water and picked her up, carrying her all the way to his Head's dorm, while she erased the trail of water they dripped behind them with her wand.
They reached his room and he kicked the door shut behind them as he put her down before his fire. It was nearly morning. Ginny had left some of her clothes behind her from the last time she had been in Draco's room. She searched for them while he leant against the mantelpiece his face gazing down into the flames. He heard her soaked garments fall to the floor and fought the urge to turn around.
He felt her come up behind him and her breath was hot on his neck. "My clothes have gone missing. So I'll just have to take yours." He turned around and she sent him a smouldering look from underneath her lashes while beginning to unbutton his shirt. He picked her up so her legs were either side of him and held her arse so she wouldn't fall and pushed her down on his bed.
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Hmmm well it's still raining - hmmm…who else might like some fun? Hehehe…
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