Author's Note: For the livejournal community dmpp_ldws, using the prompt Legend.
"What's he like?"
Without answering, Pansy considered her options. She held a velvet choker to her neck, admiring the way the onyx pendant lay flush against the base of her throat.
The feel of his lips against her neck made her writhe with need, panting and unashamed. His tongue darted into the hollow of her throat to taste the saltiness there. Deliberate; a promise of things to come.
"Do you like the choker?"
"Just tell us, please." Daphne was desperate, and Pansy suppressed a smile. "The rest of us will never find out."
Until she'd touched him, she'd thought of him as marble. The Quidditch-defined muscles and perfect skin made him something hard and unyielding. Now, with the familiarity of contact, she knew him as white heat. He was warmth and energy, and his touch enflamed her.
"Or is the silver better?"
She laid the choker aside, returning to an antique silver necklace. Only the intricate whorls of the serpent remained silver; the rest had tarnished to black. The effect was dramatic against her pale skin, and the emerald-eyed snake never failed to draw the attention of Slytherin admirers.
"Have you seen the mark?" Millicent's voice was eager and hungry, and her eyes never left Pansy's face. "Does he let you touch it?"
She traced the raised design with her fingertips, following the curving serpents. Draco sucked in a sudden breath and shifted slightly. When she looked, his lower lip was caught between perfect teeth. He saw her watching and released it at once, trying to look nonchalant, but it was too late to hide. When the tip of her tongue grazed the tiny ridges of his mark, he groaned and bucked up into her.
"All right, I'll tell. But you have to stop pestering me after that." They hung on her every word, but she shrugged as if he wasn't her center. "He's fun enough, I suppose, but it's not exactly the stuff of legends. He's wonderful, for a schoolboy, and he'll do until I find something better."
Millicent worshipped her in silence, and Daphne couldn't hide her jealousy.