A/N: Finally it's here… the moment you all have been waiting for. Smut smut smut with a dash of SMUT. Be gentle this is my first time (writing it officially) lol. Enjoy.
Even though it was his birthday, Draco was still assigned to Prefect patrolling duties that night. He loathed it however it wasn't entirely horrible because he got to patrol with Elia. They didn't have time to change into their uniforms when they returned to school, it would've been a waste anyways. Before the Malfoy's, Elena, and Tanya left them to return to the school, Elia did something that astounded them. She bowed to Draco's parents respectively and thanked them.
"Thank you— from the bottom of my heart, truly." She told them with a glowing smile, "I understand I am not your first suitable choice for your son, nor a choice at all. He is brilliant after all. But I love him and will do all that I can to show him that. Perhaps one day, you may see it too."
Lucius and Narcissa were shocked, silent on their ends. They never expected Elia to say anything to them, as they chose to not acknowledge her and probably meant keep it that way for all their lives. She had shown no signs of any interest, but that night she peaked theirs. Elia genuinely was thankful for their contribution, because in the end her hand was Draco's.
Finally Narcissa spoke, "Perhaps…"
Elena smirked, Draco was nudged discreetly by his girlfriend. Signalling that he too should thank them. He sighed, she was right. Maybe it was time for him to move on from his anger at his parents, his father in particular. The tension would always be there for the choice he made to be with Elia, but maybe it could be eased.
"Thank you, Mother, Father." Draco added lowly. That was all they were getting from him and Elia was more or less satisfied with his response. Not what she hoped but it was close.
Narcissa smiled at him, hugging him.
"Happy birthday again my dear." She said to him, "I wish you all the happiness in the world."
He pulled away then hugged his father, Lucius telling him happy birthday and wishing him a good night. The exchange was awkward but Lucius looked relieved, as if it had been a while since there was some normalcy between him and his son. They acted like father and son now rather than enemies hissing at each other left and right. It warmed Elia's heart, knowing it was getting better as she knew Lucius meant a lot to Draco whether he admitted or not.
So the couple entered the school and roamed the halls for any mischief, still in their attire from dinner.
"Bloody hell, why did I wear heels?" Elia winced, taking off her heels midway their walk, Draco laughed.
"You're going to hold them the whole way?"
"Possibly. Unless there's a room I can stow them away in for now until we finish." She looked around, eyes lighting up at a door, "Ah, Flitwick's classroom! I know he wouldn't mind, though I will hide them."
They snuck into the dark class and Elia looked around as best she could to find a place to throw them. Draco rolled his eyes and casted Lumos for her, Elia looked at him in realization.
"Why didn't I think of that?"
He chuckled and followed her and she put them near a shelf. Draco then realized that they were alone finally, away from his family, her family, and other students. And she looked amazing in her dress, so he walked towards her and pulled her to him for a kiss, shocking her.
Draco pushed her against the desk stands of the classroom, Elia pulled away.
"Why that all of a sudden?" She questioned.
"I couldn't help it." He admitted as a matter of fact, "You look gorgeous tonight."
He kissed her again, roughly this time and Elia tried protesting. Until he went down to her neck instead and she moaned.
"No— Draco." She muttered, leaning into him, "We can't in here."
"Why not? No one's around." He murmured huskily, suckling at her skin and she shivered, unable to answer him. His teeth gently biting the exposed flesh before his tongue went over it. He would move lower and suck on the skin before biting down again enjoying his girlfriend's small gasps.
Elia moaned louder when his hand gripped her breast, his thumb rolling around her nipple. Even through the fabric he could find the sensitive parts of her body. He made sure to nibble her neck as he squeezed, sending pleasure through her.
"More." She said.
Draco didn't stop, his hand sliding down her dress to beneath her skirt. She felt her heat pool below and she kissed him again. He felt the lace of her panties and nearly growled into her. His fingers rubbed over her clothed area, her legs spreading and she squirmed from the contact. His fingers finding the wet panties and pressing upwards. He could feel her lips and pressed upward wanting to enter into her tight wetness. Her tongue entered his mouth, panting as he rubbed over her clit. Then his hand slid underneath the cloth and felt how wet she was getting.
She groaned at the feeling and his finger became wet, sliding it across her clit. She rocked into his hand and he went lower, slowly pushing in a digit.
Elia gasped, "Draco!"
He lingered for a moment as she wasn't use to him being inside of her, or anything really. Draco then moved his finger slowly. His own need growing hearing her pant and say his name. She slammed her lips into his as he pumped into her entrance, his finger soaked from her juices. She rubbed him through his pants and reached for his belt, wishing to please him as well. Her fingers fumbling as her mind was fogged from pleasure, a need growing inside her.
"I need you." She whispered in desperation, holding her to him, "Please."
He chortled at her begging, how heated she was and he kissed her once more before shoving his finger more deep inside of her, inciting a sharp gasp from her.
"Tanya gave me access to her old Headgirl bedroom in your common room." Elia told him, "And if I recall, a Gryffindor is Headgirl this year."
"Did she now?" Draco smirked, pulling out of her to rub her clit. Even as his needs were growing, he enjoyed the lust filled eyes looking up at him hungrily. She bit her lip, nodding, "Are you on a potion yet?"
"Sort of- fuck." She moaned, "I'm on a pill, it does the same thing. Ah, Draco stop."
Elia pulled his hand away as he was purposely teasing her so she couldn't talk. He gave her a wicked grin.
"You muggles are so inventive."
Draco pulled her leg up around his hip, pulling her closer and their lips connected once more. He contemplated taking her there but the empty room in the Slytherin dorms sounded more promising. He grinded into her, Elia groaned and wrapped her arms around him tightly. They were about to break free and run to the common room, that is until they were forced to stop by a sudden disturbance.
"Ooh, sneaky love birds! What fun!" A crazed voice creeped up, one all too familiar.
They jumped away immediately and Draco cursed under his breath when they realized who it was. The stupid bell hat gave it away immediately and his mischievous cackling.
"Bugger off, Peeves!" He demanded, shielding Elia in case Peeves tried to pull anything on them.
Peeves was notorious for causing all sorts of trouble at the school, including giving Filch or some students hell. Occasionally, Prefects would find him floating around in the halls looking for potential victims. It just so happened that he found them that night and wasn't planning on letting them go that easily.
"You shouldn't be here!" Peeves chimed with a wicked smile, "You fifth years should hope that there are no teachers near."
Draco froze, "You wouldn't…"
Peeves grinned, but Elia stepped forward to try and talk him out of ratting them out. She knew she shouldn't have let Draco seduce her into a classroom. She gave Peeves a kind smile.
"Peeves, could you please let us off just this once? There are more entertaining subjects than us around. Best be off." Elia said, her tone calm and convincing… almost.
Peeves simply cackled, "NOPE!"
He flew away and began shouting into the corridor for everyone to hear.
"FIFTH YEARS! FIFTH YEARS! CANOODLING IN HERE!" His loud voice boomed, "HURRY BEFORE THEY DISAPPEAR!"
"Shit, run!" Draco said, pulling Elia with him out the classroom in a hurry away from Peeves and any Professors that would hear and investigate.
Peeves kept laughing and pointing at them, blowing raspberries and kisses their way. They ran quickly hand in hand down the hall and towards the stairs, frantically searching for somewhere to hide.
"Did you really think asking Peeves to leave was going to work?" Draco asked her, climbing up the stairs with her trailing behind.
"I asked nicely!"
"When is Peeves ever nice?!"
The staircase began to move, but not fast enough. They could hear his voice booming from afar, it wouldn't be long until teachers heard. And it was past curfew for them to even justify their actions. Elia looked around to find a way, she spotted the Fat Lady, but the staircase was leading them away from there. There would be no time, so they jolted up the stairs and ran into another hallway. They ran down it, Elia giggling to herself at how exciting it was, yet frightening.
It was a dead end however, only further panicking them. Especially when they heard a faint "YOO WOO!" from afar. Peeves was going to lead them right into detention! Draco and Elia ran around the hall back and forth, searching for a room.
"Where do we go?" She asked, frantically searching and running up and down the hall with him.
Draco cursed at the prospect that there was nothing, and they'd have to go back and go through Peeves who was probably by the stairs now bugging the portraits. Elia finally spot it however, a door at the center of the hall. She pointed and Draco pulled her with him towards the door. He ripped it open and pushed her first before entering himself.
It was a broom closet, dark and could fit the both of them. They breathed heavily due to their crazed search for a place to hide. They stayed quiet when they heard Peeves' voice through the hall, possibly searching for them. He never found them and his voice wasn't heard shortly after. Elia was the first to speak.
"How long should we stay in here? I'm exhausted already." She whispered.
"Give it some time. You never know he could still be out there waiting for us with Filch or something." Draco suggested lowly, holding her to his body.
She scoffed, "You expect us to sleep in a broom closet? Who knows how long he'd be out there? Better yet, he's probably not even out there."
They waited shortly, Elia barely able to keep her eyes open with how dark and quiet it was. Then being in Draco's embrace made her more relaxed. She began to think about how nice it would be to lay with him, sleep together and snuggle up his body for comfort. She'd definitely wouldn't need a Sleeping Drought anymore nor lie awake at night for hours on end. She wanted to be in the same bed as him for one night one day, perhaps when they marry she could live that life endlessly.
Suddenly, the broom closet seemed to have expanded. A gush of air blew past them as the room shaped into a bigger room, at the center stood a large bed post and a mattress with soft looking sheets. At the side of the room was a fireplace with armchairs and stacks of pillows. It was the room she'd want to sleep in, to have him in.
Draco looked at their newest surrounding in awe. Elia then realized where they were.
"The Room of Requirement…" She uttered, "We landed ourselves in the fucking Room of Requirement."
"Bloody hell." Draco muttered in awe, looking around with a growing smile. However when he looked at Elia, a frown was set on her face. She recalled their last encounter in the Room of Requirement.
He smirked down at her knowingly, "Guess it's a sign for us to finish what we started earlier."
She scoffed, "Really? Here? Last time we were in here, it was not pleasant!"
Draco brushed his hand across her face and hooked it to the back of her head, bringing her close.
"I'll definitely try to make it pleasant for you then."
Elia's jaw dropped and her face reddened, it was actually happening… They would finally have each other. It was always a fantasy, a desire to have Draco, but she didn't realize how fast and real it seemed by then. Moments ago they were heated and then running away from a poltergeist. Now here there were, ironically landing in the Room of Requirement to fulfill their needs. Their need to hide, their need to fulfill each other.
He kissed her gently, she kissed back nervously. Elia couldn't stop thinking about the inevitabile. Would it hurt? Would she please him? Would he even like how she looked nude before him? Could they even with the contract they were in? Her hands shook as his roamed over her body slowly, their kiss becoming more heated again. But when his fingers went over the back of her dress, is when Elia grabbed his hands with her shaking ones. He realized then how nervous she was, halting his actions.
"What's wrong?"
"No— it's just…" She spoke weakly, averting her eyes, "Can we? I mean, we signed the contract. I heard those things mean that we'd be together only, but we'd wait till we marry to… you know."
Draco had heard about that, however his father never advised him about that. Lucius never told him to keep it in his pants until marriage… then again he never really talked to him about anything of that sort of thing. He's heard many cases of contracts, where the women stayed virgins until marriage but men fooled around with many others despite the contract yet there was no consequence on his part. There were cases where both parties didn't care and fooled around together or with others, or they both waited.
Either way, nothing stopped the contract unless the guardians called it off. There was no absolute way to check if someone was a virgin or not. There were families that enforced the abstinence rule, for the sake of their image. The Malfoy's didn't care, so long as they got their ties. The Sayre's didn't say anything about being intimate either. Draco saw it as an opportunity nonetheless so long as Elia agreed to have him too.
He looked deep into her eyes, the fireplace reflecting its flames in the chocolate of her eyes. They glowed in the dim room. His were stormy grey, so beautiful in the light and in the way he looked at her, with pure adoration. Elia felt weak, smiling up at him and a warmth spreading in her heart.
"I'm going to marry you." He swore, holding her face, "I will not have anyone else nor will ever want anyone else. I will swear to you, I will take care of your every need, body and soul. I will stay true to you, and only you. No one can take you from me."
He would have her no matter what, no contract nor anyone could say otherwise. They were going to be together anyways, they'd stay faithful to each other only. A contract wouldn't have solidified that anyways.
It was like Tanya said, it was long ago that it mattered to abstain until marriage. But even then there was no way to prove it. It didn't matter, because Elia swore she'd be with Draco for the rest of her life. She only wanted him. Her nerves still were in an uproar but she was more sure of herself this time. Her hand grasped his own and she gave him a nod.
"I'm ready, Draco." Her soft voice spoke, inciting his nerves as well.
They've been more than ready for a while, their bodies reacting well to one another's and have been wanting to join for so long. Their hormones have been on the rise, now that they were together and getting more intimate, it was only a matter of time.
Yet he felt as anxious as her, how would he perform? Would he be able to please her? It was his ultimate goal. What were the mechanics? He supposed that he'd find out on the way. Right at the moment more than anything he wanted to be with Elia.
Draco laid with her on the bed the Room provided, which was as big as his back at home. The sheets resembled the colors of Elia's bed back at home, it was comforting to the both of them. He positioned himself over her and looking down at her, scanning her eyes and searched for the next move, for her to tell him what to do. She was just as clueless, but they understood their want for each other. So they gave in and met each other's lips swiftly.
Their kisses soon became needy, anxious, and excited as they were. They were finally free to voice their pleasure of each other without anyone hearing. Draco found himself more turned on at the sounds of her rising the more he riled her up. Her soft moans and gasps filling the air, his name being apart of those gasps at times between their kisses. His tongue danced across hers, her breathing picked up and her hands grasped him tightly.
Draco trailed down to her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of her that made him feel alive. It was unique in itself because it was her. He then felt the goosebumps ripple across her skin, a sign that he was kissing the right area. Her soft whimpers were also an indication and he was getting harder by the second. She had already felt his hard erection the moment they began kissing but the feeling still excited her.
He sucked lightly on her neck, her fingers slipping into his hair and tugged lightly. Draco couldn't help it when his hips thrusted into her and Elia moaned louder. He groaned into her and she pulled him back up to kiss him once more in a frenzy, moaning into his mouth as their pelvises moved together.
He wanted to touch her again, to explore everything underneath her clothing and have her cry out for him. He wanted to know her true beauty, quickly fumbling to pull up the skirt of her dress. It seemed to have broken Elia from her heat as she suddenly snatched his wrist, holding him in place.
Draco looked at her in confusion, but she answered him before he could question it.
"I'm scared…" She said, "That… you won't like what you see."
He nearly scoffed at her statement in surprise, he couldn't believe it. However she looked, Elia was insecure about her appearance. And to expose herself like that to Draco was pure vulnerability. How could she possibly think that about herself? Draco dreamed about how sexy she'd be without her clothes! It was his constant fantasy to see her nude and bending her over a desk or pinning her to his bed. Usually it led him to taking care of his thoughts himself in private but now he had the opportunity to make them a reality. He didn't care how she looked, she was good enough for him and more.
He kissed her once more, "Trust me. Nothing in this world could make me not like what I see."
Elia hesitated for a moment, then removed her hand from his to continue. He pulled up her skirt cautiously, in case she changed her mind. He did so accordingly to her. He saw the 'surprise' she had in store for him that night. Draco definitely thought it was the perfect treat to his eyes for his birthday.
His hand grazed over the lace stockings, then over the garter straps and his thumb traced her black panties. She squirmed beneath him, frozen when his fingers hooked onto the zipper of her dress and tugged it down. He kissed her once more, distracting her from her nerves and as well as his own. He felt the smooth skin of her exposed thigh then trailed up to her top.
He felt her tense up again but didn't protest when he began to slide the dress off. Her hand shook as she reached forward to touch him, pulling up his own shirt from inside his pants. Draco was quick about it, sitting up midway to take off his tie and look at her. He stared at her lustfully, teasing her by slowly removing his tie shooting her a smirk when he caught her gawking at him. She bit her lip and giggled.
Draco unbuttoned his own shirt, one by one they came off and Elia was in awe when he slipped it off. His body was toned and filled in quite nicely, Quidditch certainly did him justice. He crawled back on top of her, connecting his lips with hers again, continuing his previous actions of undressing her as well.
He threw her dress away from them, his hands cupping her breasts and groaned at the touch. Elia breathed in sharply, pushing herself more into him. Draco's hands slid behind her and looked for the hooks of her bra, which were easy considering they were more than enough to find. Grabbing a hold of them and unhooking was the tricky bit, he struggled shortly until she lifted her back slightly giving him room. Soon that was off and he immediately pulled down her panties, the belt and stockings— everything. Leaving her completely bare like he wanted and she squealed at his rough tug.
He lifted himself up to take in what was Elia in her barest form, she was so nervous she covered her face with her hands, afraid he'd be disappointed. In fact, Draco was stunned at how ravishing she looked to him. He hovered over her and pulled her hands away, forcing her to look up at him. Their eyes connected, she was vulnerable to him. Draco took the moment to observe her every feature, placing a hand on the side of her face.
His thumb traced over her high cheekbones, the beauty mark on her cheek, to the curve of her lips. He felt the soft flesh under his touch, trailing over her upper lip then down to her bottom one. He recalled the many times he's kissed those full lips, tasted them and never got enough. The light of the fire illuminating over her skin, she was glowing to him. She was immaculate.
"You're so beautiful." Draco whispered, completely breathless.
He couldn't help himself and lunged to her, kissing her like a hungry man, which shocked her. His kisses were rough and his hands couldn't stay put, groping her body. Elia moaned loudly in his mouth, moving against him and driving him wild. His hand slid down to her butt, grabbing a hold and sliding down to her thigh.
His kisses went lower, down to her neck then lavishing her chest. Her breasts were large and he was more than pleased with them. His hands gently squeezing and moving the flesh as his thumb rolled her nipple, then taking one nipple in his mouth. He was more satisfied with her moans, sucking and flicking his tongue over her. He wanted to test her limits and lightly bit it, she cried out a moan, running her hands through his hair to hold him. Lifting his head he gently blew cold air on the the nipple before taking the other into his mouth giving it the same treatment. His tongue flicking the hardened nipple.
Draco kissed his way down, one thing he's always wanted to do to a woman— to Elia most of all. She realized where he was oriented towards and squirmed beneath him, resisting out of paranoia. Draco had about enough of her doubts, grabbing a hold of her thighs and pulling her down roughly towards him. She yelped and his head dove in between his legs.
"Draco, no, don't-" Elia cut herself off with her own moan when she felt his hot tongue run against her clit.
It was a new feeling to her and she didn't know how to react, but couldn't help the continuous moans escape her lips as Draco continued to licked her. Her hand reached for her head, fingers locking themselves in his blond strands to hold him in place. His tongue flicked over her clit, then sucked on it lightly and her moans became louder. It was adding to his arousal, he moaned into her and tightened his grip of her thighs.
They practically trapped him in place and he didn't want to leave. Elia was lost in her own pleasure and Draco was enjoying the whole sight. Her mouth hung open with her pants and moans escaping, her hand tightening in his hair, how she rocked herself against his tongue and opened herself wider to him to feel more. His hand reached up to her engorged breasts and cupped one of them, the other then went below his mouth to her slit.
He could tell she was still wet, and she nearly cried out when he inserted a finger inside too, slowly.
"Fuck!" She cried, surprising him how she reacted, her eyes shut tight and one hand cupping her mouth to silence herself, "Don't stop!"
She was warm and slick, his finger pumping into her while he licked her bud faster. She looked down and watched as his tongue lapped at her. Elia moaned loudly and grinded into him more, reveling in the moment as the heat in her body grew. It was to the point that she felt she was about to be enveloped by this heat at any given moment, and he was to send her there. Draco felt his cock twitch as he licked and tasted Elia. His find was foggy lost within the pleasure of her body. She tasted like heaven and he couldn't help but savor every moment.
Elia tensed suddenly around his finger and froze. Her moans went silent and she practically had his head buried into her. Draco looked up and saw the beautiful sight of her orgasm for the first time. Her face completely flushed and breath escaping her, the way she arched into him and shook as her hot orgasm ripped through her in waves. He felt a shutter of pleasure go through him and to his cock as he watched her, a mix of pride and pleasure. He did that. He got her to make that beautiful face, make those lovely sounds. He unknowingly let out a low growl.
She came down and he gave her clit one last swipe, making her shudder beneath him from sensitivity. Draco chuckled and pulled away, marveling at the sight of her.
"What… was that?" She asked, breathless.
He laughed, "I'm pretty sure you came."
Elia breathed heavily, looking exhausted but the fire in her eyes was evident. She shot up and attacked him, slamming her lips into his. Elia fumbled with his pants, desperate to free him. He snickered at how excited she was despite how earth shattering her orgasm was seconds prior. She only wanted more. Though Draco had to admit he enjoyed the fire in her eyes.
Draco got off and stood to his feet at the side of the bed, standing before her. Elia tugged his pants down once they were loose, his hard cock falling out. Her eyes widened for a moment at his size, wondering how it would all fit in her mouth but she reached out and took it in her hands. Draco hissed at the touch of her soft hands.
Then she gave the tip a lick, his head falling back and a moan leaving his mouth. Her brown eyes glanced up at him and Draco watched as Elia's tongue came out giving the head a tentative lick again enjoying his reaction. She slid her tongue around the head of his cock before sliding it down the shaft getting a feel for it. Then her lips wrapped around the tip, engulfing the rest of him. Her mouth lowered onto his cock, bobbing her head faster. He moaned louder, reaching over to her head and gripped her waves of hair. He felt her moan against him, the vibrations shocking him.
Her tongue swirled around his length, her hand pumping the rest of his cock that she couldn't get into her small mouth.
"Fuck, Elia." Draco muttered in disbelief, both her hand and mouth moving in sync. He couldn't help when his hips began to rock into her mouth. His hands grabbing her head then thrusted his cock into her mouth faster, hissing at her, "Yes…"
Elia almost squealed, applying more suction when he thrusted faster and tried to move away when he'd reach the back of her mouth, not wanting for him to hit her sensitive gag reflex. But him roughly fucking her mouth and holding her head in place had her moaning, the whole thing was making her more aroused for him. Her hand on his thigh attempting to keep a small amount of control. Her other hand experimentally touching his balls and rolling them in her small hand.
Draco felt his climax reaching, begrudgingly pulling Elia off his cock by her hair. She looked up at him in confusion, but lust filling her eyes. Her mouth swollen, spit down her chin and a trail of it connected from her mouth to the tip of him. She wiped her mouth, but desperately licked at his tip again, teasing him.
"Please…" She whispered.
"Elia, stop." He moaned at the sight, his swollen tip waiting to burst from his impending orgasm and he so would have enjoyed the sight of his fluid all over her. His hand grabbed her head again, pulling her up to look at him.
"Go lie down." He ordered, she obeyed and slid to the pillows to lay before him.
Draco got on the bed again, sliding off the rest of his pants and went towards her. He pulled apart her legs and laid between her. Elia then realized that the true act was about to commence, she was so caught up in their foreplay and her orgasm she was lost to it. Her hands began to shake as she reached to hold his arms. Draco noticed and looked at her, worriedly.
"It'll hurt, won't it?" She asked timidly.
He frowned, "Tell me if it's too much for you. I'll stop."
She shook her head, "I don't want to stop, it's so…"
Elia stopped herself from admitting it, biting her lip in embarrassment and Draco snickered at her. He grabbing his cock and aligning himself to her entrance. Elia breathed slowly, trying to calm herself as she heard it'd hurt more if she was not relaxed. But her heart pounded from pure excitement and nervousness. Draco could feel how warm and wet she was, pushing the tip of himself inside of her slowly, feeling how tight she was. Elia gasped, feeling herself begin to stretch for him and stinging pain shot through her when he entered.
"Ow, ow, ow." She muttered, alarming Draco as she gripped his arms tighter.
He stopped, "Is it bad?"
She shook her head, fighting it, "It's okay, just give me a moment."
"I'm barely inside you."
"Fuck."
They chuckled together and they laid in their embrace, Elia breathing slowly and waited until the pain subsided. But she wanted to please him, so she finally nodded up at him and kissed him deeply. Draco pushed himself fully into her, coating himself in her wetness and Elia cried out.
He placed his head by her shoulder into the crook of her neck, groaning at the feeling of her all around his cock. Taking deep breaths, Elia lifted her legs slightly, feeling Draco inside of her. With a small nod, she asked him to continue. The pleasure Draco felt only intensified when he pulled back his hips and thrusted into her after Elia got use to the feeling. Soon, all she felt was increasing pleasure. His cock sending shocks of pleasure shooting through her, her body reacting well to the feeling.
She moved with him against his thrusts, spreading herself more and reached his hips. They moaned loudly together, Draco looking at her and seeing her breasts bouncing every thrust. He grunted lowly into her ear, Elia's nails clamping onto his back and scratching the more he delved deeper. Her nails going up and down his back and she moaned her approval at the feeling going through her.
"Faster." She begged, "Draco."
He was fueled by her arousal, hitting his hips harder into her and his pace picked up. His own arousal barely being kept at bay. With every thrust, feeling her tight walls around him, and her nails in his back made him want to lose it. He closed his eyes for a moment forcing himself to stay in control wanting to make her cum again before he did. She moaned louder, clawing at his lower back to push him deeper. The sound of their skin slapping mixed into their sounds and they were lost to each other.
"Fuck, you feel so good." He moaned into her ear, gripping her curls and sending shivers down her body.
The more his cock hit a certain spot within her, she whimpered in ecstasy, crying out his name again. She felt as if she was a glass of hot water, waiting to overflow the more he thrusted. Elia grabbed his hair and pulled him for a kiss, mewling and her hips moving carelessly against him as she felt another orgasm about to hit her.
"I love you." She moaned to him, jaw slacked and crying out to him.
"I love you too." He whispered back, panting against her and he thrusted harder into her, "Shit, Elia, Elia."
Draco felt her tighten around him, grinding on him and nearly screaming as her orgasm shot throughout her body. That was enough to send him over the edge of his own orgasm and his movements became sloppy. The sound of her voice and the feeling of her tightness clamping down around him becoming too much for him to handle anymore. His hand snapped over to her neck, gripping it tightly and held her down as he climaxed. The other hand went down to her ass, grabbing one side and holding her up to him, hitting a different angle as he shot his seed inside of her.
Elia was a gasping mess beneath him, feeling as if she could finish all over again. His cum felt hot as it exploded inside of her, moaning at the feeling. His thrusts stopped and he stilled, her nails dragging across his lower back and he shuddered at the feeling.
He laid on top of her for a long moment, his grip on her loosened. The couple too tired to move, but eventually Draco pulled himself out of her. Elia felt his cock slide out and his fluids pour out of her. Elia was surprised at the new feeling and Draco reached over for his wand and cleaned them up quickly with a quick spells. His head then laid over Elia's chest, hearing her gentle heartbeat and her fingers running through his hair.
"Wow…" She whispered in surprise, from the whole experience and Draco couldn't have agreed more. It was more than he ever expected.
They felt as if they were floating together, that they were the only ones left in the world. They only knew each other. Elia's mind feeling foggy as if she were laying in warm water. Draco knew peaceful bliss in that moment, feeling her soft skin against his own, her hands holding him gently and the fire warming them. She kissed his head and held him in her arms.
"Sleep, love. It's late and we have classes tomorrow."
He sighed, "Let's just stay here tomorrow."
She scoffed, "You can't be serious. Toast will be alone! We have tests coming up! Besides, the Room doesn't give us food. As much as I love being here with you, I don't want us to starve."
Draco looked up at her mischievously, "I could always feast on something else."
She blushed, hitting his arm, "Don't say that! You're lucky Hermione has Toast tonight with her cat or else I'd be worried sick. We'll stay tonight and hurry in the morning to get ready… But if you're good, we can go again after dinner."
He smirked at her, determined to make it happen. They spoke softly for a few more minutes, before Elia dozed off and fell asleep beneath him. Draco slid beside her and pulled her to him, draping over a blanket and watched her for a moment. He wanted this everyday.
Draco could already see them in their own house just like this. Maybe one day she'd have a swollen belly, one he could kiss and tease her about. Another a small child between them, the product of their love for each other just like he wanted. He sighed and pulled her close, his eyes closing. For now though, this was perfect.