Does whoever run my life like to see me hot and bothered, or am I just being ignored like some unimportant dish in the sink.
Jolyn lay in bed, unable to sleep. After running up the stairs to her dorm, she found everyone asleep. She quickly started to undress, noticing the condition of her under garment along the way. Growling to herself she bundled up her clothes and tossed them aside her bed. She slipped on a pair of shorts and a random shirt from her trunk.
Now here she lay at…..
Jolyn looked at the clock.
….. 3 in the morning, still as aroused as when she had been pinned to the wall by Draco a few hours previous.
Maybe I should have just done it. NO! That would have been giving in! I have far too much pride to give into my hormones! Or give into his sneer, or his icy blue eyes, or his neatly kept hair that I want to run my fingers threw, or his broad shoulders, or his sculpted chest that I want to kiss every inch of, or his full lips that I want to see disappear between my thighs while his tongue licks my thighs, teasing me. His strong hands that would knead my soft breasts hard, while the sexual tension is killing me making my blood boil with lust. I would watch all of this with wide eyes until I would be caught off guard when a slick smooth object would lick something it shouldn't be licking.
"Ugh Draco!"
Jolyn sat up quickly looking wide eyed horrified. She looked around seeing were the loud moan had came from. Maybe it was one of her roommates that had emitted those virulent words.
Everyone was sound asleep.
Jolyn looked around once more to make sure she hadn't missed anything. Her eyebrows came together as she frowned. Had she been hearing things? Or did she do it? Jolyn looked down curiously to see one hand was under the sheet. She ripped away the sheet to find her hand inside her shorts.
Jolyn gasped and ripped her hand away as if she had been bitten or burned. She looked at her hand to find it wet, no soaked, with her juices.
I was masturbating?! What the bloody hell! I didn't put my hand down there! That is so horrible! It's worse because masturbating to Draco! Ya I have always known I am attracted to him, I'm not stupid, or so full of myself that I won't admit it. But going to that limit just to get off! Oh my God what is going on! It's even worse when I realize that I did it to myself! And why am I using so many exclamation marks! This must be bloody awful!
WHY!!
Jolyn flopped back onto her pillow and groaned.
Jolyn woke the next morning late. All the other girls were already out and about.
"Ugh my head hurts," Jolyn moaned, massaging her temples, "need more sleep."
She flopped back down, thanking Merlin it was a weekend. Everyone was happy on the weekends for something. Jolyn was happy because she didn't have to trudge to class half awake. Most likely falling asleep in one of her classes, and then having to explain to the teacher that she fell asleep because she was enjoying her own company last night.
But most of the students probably happy because of the Hogsmeade trip rather then telling there teachers they were masturbating.
Jolyn shot out of bed rummaging threw her belongings looking for something to wear.
"Bugger! I completely forgot about the trip. Bugger, bugger, bugger! Oh Merlin I am going to be late to the meeting!"
After dressing quickly, Jolyn ran out of the room, down the staircase, out of the common room. She stopped for breath while waiting for one of the staircases to move in her favor.
How could she possibly forget about the meeting?! She had been looking forward to the meeting since Hermione had even uttered the thought. In fact the meeting was why she had been out in the hallways so late last nigh, or getting caught by Draco, or seeing the twins, or the horrid act of late last night that she had committed.
Her thoughts flashed back to meeting Draco. What if she saw him on the way down? What if she saw him at Hogsmeade? Would he attack her again? Or would he simply flash her a glance? A glance he gave her every time he saw her in the corridors, with too many people as witnesses. It wasn't just a glance, though. It held so much lust in it. Threw that one glance Jolyn could feel the heat and passion he wanted to release, the tension he waned to release on her, in her.
There was also frustration, sexual frustration most likely. Frustration from her not giving in? Or Frustration from him not being able to have sex in general? Was Draco just focused on her because she was so stubborn, finding it a thrill in itself, the chase? Like some sick predator.
Or frustration just because he always seemed frustrated. With Harry, or mud bloods, she shuddered at the term, were at the school, or with evidence of the Dark Lord, maybe? Maybe he had other girls he was screwing left and right. Maybe the only reason he had tried to have her was because she was simply there and willing, either whole hearted or half, but still willing.
Jolyn flushed red, making a repugnant and shocked face. Was she jealous? Was she jealous of the fact that maybe Draco could be having such heated moments with other girls? Those heated moments that left her aroused for endless hours on end.
Her flush deepened when she found that she was feeling a tingle ripple threw her body, arousal.
"Oi, you here for the meeting too?"
The voice sound familiar, but the words didn't' make sense in her head. Ya she was going to the meeting but she wasn't there yet. So why was someone asking her if she was here?
Two arms were slung over her shoulder, one on top of thee other.
"Err what?" she questioned embarrassed that she was so dazed at her own thoughts, and the fact that twins were yet again touching her.
"The meeting," George repeated, pulling her along with his brother.
"Aren't you going too?" Fred asked.
"Err ya I am running late, so I need to hurry down there," she coughed out uneasily.
They snorted in unison. "What do you mean down there? We are already here."
"Ya we walked down here and saw you just standing in front of the door like you were lost," Fred laughed.
Jolyn looked up to see she was walking into the building, were the meeting was to be held. She had walked down here rather quickly, while lost in her thoughts.
"Wow!"
"Hmmm," George said taking in her look. "Were you thinking about something?"
"Oh, ya. Don't worry about it, just something that happened last night, ha ha," she laughed awkwardly.
Fred frowned. "Oh."
The three sat down in side were a few students were already sitting. Hermione and Ron were standing in front of everyone, waiting for more people to show up. Harry was sitting on the chair behind them, looking uncomfortable and a tad bit annoyed. He didn't seem very enthused about the get together, just because he thought he wasn't good enough to teach anyone. Harry Potter, always so modest.
"Was last night uncomfortable for you," George asked trying to sound off hand.
"And bloody awful, also including weird," Jolyn added watcging people walk in.