Because it felt so damn good.

Summary: After a bitter fight, Draco and Ginny decide to make up...

Inspired by one of my close friend's expirience...You know who you are...

The tears flow down my face

Angry and hot

You think that I'm crying for myself

Being just as selfish as you'd expect me to be

They slow down around my mouth

And sneak their way past my tongue

They taste salty and bitter

Just like me

Bitter and twisted

Evil and cruel

But take a hard long look at my face

My dark eyes are what you made them

My lips dry from all the shouting

So are my red cheeks

Afterwards we'll make up

Hold on to each other and whisper sorry

Then you'll take my hand and lead me to your room

And I'm so besotted that I can't refuse

My pleasure is hardly faked

Our clothes float away like feathers

Our skin pressed so tight together

You can barely tell where we separate

Now it's your tongue slipping past my lips

I have a sudden urge to bite it because of all the pain you've put me through

But I repress it with a groan

That you mistake for pleasure

And your hands creep around my back

Slowly, teasingly taking off my bra

I sigh and roll my eyes back

Another mistaken sigh

Another item of clothes removed, only one thing left now

Then you reach for the draw

I know what's coming next

The wrapper comes off and you put it on

Then so suddenly it comes

The urge to bite, scratch, scream

But not in anger, but in passion and lust

And I wait and hold it

I know it will be better then

The last piece of clothes is pushed down my thighs

The last barrier between me and you

Then you slide in perfect fit, it's easy now

Wait...wait...wait...

And then it happens

We both come at the same time

The rhythm is there but unpredictable

The thrusting and pushing is messy

But it feels so damn good

Screaming and sighing

Plastered with kisses and sweat

And the whole time you're talking to me

Your kisses move down my body

And your tongue slips pass me once more

Only this time it's not my mouth

And then back up to my chest

You come in again and we reform our rhythm

Until it's over and we fall into each other's exhausted arms, giggling

Even though our fights hurt me, I can't wait until the next

Because it felt so damn good!