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(A/U) Sorry I haven't been around to update in a while guys…my life just recently MAD spun out of control…boys, heartbreak, and the whole enchilada. Got played for the first time in my life…and just let me say, I wont be envying Ginny too much in the story to come…
Chapter 7: Kiss my Breath Away
I was up early the next morning. I could tell because the sun was still low in the sky…and also my watch said six o'clock. I blinked at my ceiling and realised I felt different. I couldn't quite put my finger on exactly what I was feeling, until my mind flashed back to the events of the previous night. Malfoy's body suspended above me, his hand running over my skin. I shivered despite the massive heap of blankets that were piled on top of me. He may be a sex-craved alcoholic, but he was good at groping. I mean…really good. I'd been holding on by a thread, every fibre in my being just wanted to let him have his way with me…but my morals had won, only to be attacked again when he had gone for the top of my pants. The look on his face when he touched me was almost animal like. His grey eyes calculating and precise. If he wasn't so God damn good-looking it would be easier to tell him to just go to hell. But, as it was…grr.
I pulled myself out of bed almost reluctantly, trying to ignore the dull throb behind my eyes…the beginnings of a migraine. Ugh. I pulled on a pair of jeans that I had thrown on the floor a few days ago. I slipped out of the shirt I had slept in and threw on a purple tank top. There was a little butterfly embroidered on the hem, and it was rather low cut, but it would do. I was going to change once we got onto the train anyway.
I loped easily down the stairs to find the kitchen, gasp, empty. No one was in there…did I wake up on the wrong day or something? My eyes caught a small note on the counter and I ambled over to read it.
Ginny Dear,
I've taken the boys and Hermione off to a special meeting with Professor Mc Gonagal, I'm sending Tonks down to pick you and Draco up in a few hours. There's coffee in the kettle if you would like some.
Love and Kisses,
Mum.
Oh Merlin. She left me with him. She really did…oh good lord…I needed to sit down…no…I needed a stiff drink…no…caffeine. Coffee is God's gift to man. Appreciate it. Love it. Slurp it. I immediately went for the kettle and poured myself a huge mug of coffee, heavy on the sugar, light on the cream. I took the first smouldering sip and sighed happily as the rich creamy liquid slid down my throat in rivulets of ecstasy. It warmed me to my core, and suddenly the day was looking a little brighter and the pain in my head almost immediately receding. I didn't realise my eyes were closed until Malfoy spoke.
"Gods…get a room." He said, and my eyes snapped open. I almost sloshed the coffee all down my front and managed to look furious as well as flustered.
"Don't scare me like that! For god's sake! Don't you make any noise when you walk?" I snapped, catching a drop of my precious beverage that was sliding quickly down the side of my mug. I glanced up at him just as he shrugged his shoulders. He was framed in the doorway to the stairwell, and I was struck with how tall he was. He blond hair was slicked back against his head, but a few pieces had managed to wriggle free, softening his face a little. His grey eyes cold and hard as usual, but they were softened by the gentle smirk that played across the perfect curve of his lips. The crisp white shirt he was wearing was un-tucked, and the sleeves were rolled up past his elbows. I noticed the smooth definition of his forearms and the fine pale hair that adorned them. His deliciously long legs were covered in charcoal grey slacks that were belted around his narrow waist. He was truly beautiful, and I was almost jealous for a moment, until my Estrogen caught up on me, and things low in my body tightened. It was definitely not a good sign that he could affect me like that simply by walking into a room.
"Apparently not." He said smoothly, before making his own, silent, way to the kettle. I watched him pour the coffee over the rim of my own mug and simply admired him. How could I not have noticed how gorgeous he was before? Was I that blind? Oh gods…I wanted him so bad. He glanced up at me, his smirk widening, the mirth leaking into his cool grey eyes.
"Like what you see, Freckles?" He asked coyly, and I felt heat rise up into my face when I realised he had caught me checking him out. The embarrassment quickly turned to anger.
"I'm not nearly that desperate." I snapped, and something flashed across his face. I smirked to myself in triumph as I drained the rest of my coffee. I had wounded his pride. Ginny – 1 Malfoy – 0. Haha. I'm so mature...I know. You dont have to run it in.
I caught a bit of movement out of the corner of my eye and I gasped, as Malfoy was suddenly in front of me. The mug fell from my hands and shattered on the floor and I gaped at him for a few seconds in astonishment before his hands closed around my upper arms and he swung me back into the counter, his body pressing into me. I gasped again when I realised he had both my wrists grasped firmly in his left hand behind my back, and his right hand was gently tracing my jaw line. His lips were by my ear and he hissed into it, sending shivers of surprise and pleasure through my body.
"I am." He said, before nipping my lobe gently, and I jumped, getting a major case of deja vu.
"Malfoy, stop, get off me…" I said, not half as convincing as I wanted to be. My heart was racing and he smelled of peppermint and cinnamon. My lower abdomen was so tight, and I could feel him hard through his trousers. He gently nipped the side of my neck, and then he kissed it better. I was frozen, barely daring to breath, everywhere he touched burned. He manoeuvred himself so his lips hovered before mine, his breath light on my face. I couldn't move. I didn't want to move. I wanted him to kiss me, I wanted him to kiss me so bad… but he didn't, he rested his forehead against mine, closing his eyes.
"Feel that?" has asked softly, his voice almost a growl. "That feeling...it means you want me." He hissed, and I was speechless. "Say you want it. Tell me you want it and Ill give it to you. I'll give it all to you." He hissed and my heart felt like it was going to pound through my chest.
"Malfoy…" I managed finally, he was so close, so, so close. "Malfoy I-"
"I promise you'll like it." He said, and then, without any warning he flicked his tongue against my lips. The warm moisture surprising me making me gaspe. He plunged into my mouth, forcing me to open for him, and he stroked me passionately with his tongue as if he were kissing much more sensitive parts of my body. Then he drew away just as quickly as he had come and he let me go. I gasped again, and thanked Merlin for the counter. If it wasn't there to support me; I think I would have ended up on the ground. My knees felt like jello. He was watching me, his face serious.
"I don't know why you keep fighting it. This lust…we could satisfy it so quickly, if you'd just let me…take you." He said, hsi voice low and husky. I frowned at him, and tried my best to push past the haze he had built around me.
"I'm saving it for someone who loves me. You don't love me. You're just going to hit me with all you've got and then leave me to pick up the pieces on my own. I need someone who's not going to bugger off after they've had their fuck." I said. They were such angry words and deserved to have a little bit of passion placed behind them. But I had no passion to give; he had stolen it all away with that mind-blowing kiss. He just shook his head at me, his shoulders shrinking with a silent sigh.
"You are a very stubborn person." He said, and I smiled weakly at him. He reach out and brushed a piece of hair out of my face gently. I was still feeling too woozy to brush him off, so I let him. He curled a finger under my chin and lifted my face so he could meet my gaze. "But I can be a very stubborn person too. We will soon see which of us is more so." And with that, he left me, half collapsed against the kitchen counter. Taking my breath with him.
(A/U) Okay, really short chapter, but I wanted to get some D/G action in there. SO yeah, leave me a review. I really need the moral support guys. I'm going thru a pretty tough time right now. Broken hearts don't fix themselves you kno! A little support would be very appreciated! THANX!
Ashen.
Works Cited:
Nick name Freckles: From the show 'Lost'. Sawyer affectionately calles Kate this.
