"Do you think you're special?" He asked, pacing around the chair as the light flickered on and off above them. "Do you think, that since you're a shining star right now, that you can do anything?"
It was silent.
"I'm a married man." He said, as he ran his thin brittle hands through his blond hair. "I can't be tempted like this. I shouldn't be tempted like this. I love Astoria, and Scorpius is my dearest son, but you…"
He pushed his books off of his desk and fiddled with a small aluminum coin that Scorpius had made for him in pre-school. His office was dark, as the light had finally fizzled out, and Draco welcomed the darkness that helped hide the problem that never left his thoughts, always lurking in the background. The Malfoy Corporation heir turned towards a picture on his desk of his family, of himself and Astoria and Draco all bundled up ready to go to a mountain summit. It was bittersweet.
It made it hurt harder.
His grey eyes locked on the forbidden fruit that was sitting delicately on the chair, not moving a muscle and looking as delicious as always.
"I refuse to be tempted by you. I'm in love with Astoria, not you."
No words were uttered by the one in the chair. This made Draco stand up and pace back and forth in front of it.
"I love my family. I love them to pieces. I would do anything for them. I thought that everything was great. Everything was perfect before you came along."
He threw his hands in the air, and ground his teeth together, sounding like an angry horse who was free of its bridle.
"You're beautiful. You're red and shinning, you've got the brightest green on the outside I've ever seen. You're juicy and crispy and all I want to do is sink my teeth into your flesh and claim it as mine."
Draco let out a shuddering breath. "I shouldn't feel so passionate about this. I shouldn't be seriously thinking about this. Why? Why do you make me feel like this?"
He picked up the apple and held it up, as if the light would magically begin to shine down upon it and accent all the curves and glimmer that he had spoken of. He dug his nails into its skin, before letting out a small hiss as he removed his fingers.
"I'm sorry. I don't want to do this. I don't want this."
The apple didn't do anything as it lay in his palm.
"But on the other hand, I do want this." He brought the apple up to his lips and took a bite.
Immediately the sweet juice flowed into his mouth and he moaned at the taste. He fell into the previously occupied chair and eyed the apple as he took another bite.
"I love you."
The apple did not answer.
You don't understand how much I wanted to do like a M-rated scene where Draco just started fucking the apple or something and I think that describes how much this ship amuses me, considering I don't do smut.
Prompts used: bridle, aluminum, summit, coin, corporation.
I don't own HP.