..::.. Crimson Sky ..::..
..::.. Chapter Five ..::..
I shifted my weight and pushed away from him, playing hard to get, and even if he didn't want me, there's at least fifty-five thousand fishies out there for me to pick and choose. He blinked languidly and smiled devilishly at me and put his arms around me again, like he belonged; God, he looked so sexy. His cool eyes flickering in the sun, he pushed his gaze down at me, and I knew what he wanted. A kiss, which would lead into a date, which would lead into a night at the club, which would lead into hot steamy sex.
Haha, like I was going to give him the satisfaction of that. And even though I wasn't going to make him happy, I plan to tease him. So as he lowered his head slowly, and placed his hand on the back of my head, and traced a slim finger along my jaw line to tilt my chin upwards, I gave no resistance. Instead, I wrapped my arms around his waist and warmed up to his favor. His lips were surprisingly soft and sweet as he brushed mine lightly, then my cell phone rang. And much to his disappointment, I didn't ignore it and let it ring; I detached myself from him and dug a hand into my pocked and pulled it out.
"Hello?" I said as Draco pushed me gently by the elbow to a nearby wall; I leaned against it as Wendy's smooth Italian accent ran into her English.
"Where are you?"
"Just outside, and can I stay outside? I just saw a friend from school; he's going to show me around." His breath was hot against my cheek as he stood over me, shielding me from view. His cheek brushed my cheek as he leaned even closer and latched his lips onto my neck. I didn't wait for Wendy's answer as I hung up and felt Draco's tongue trace a wet line down my collarbone and left it to be attacked by the cool air. He left me lingering in the air for a moment and then went back to his ministration. I moaned lightly at his sucking and biting, damn, he was good.
I quickly shifted his head level with mine and looked him straight in the eye, there was nothing significant, and his eyes had cast a glossy look, hiding his real emotions. Was this what I want? To be renowned as his? I was suddenly remembered of those teenybopper romance novels, hot guy, cute girl, and the rest is up to your fantasies. What the fuck, I'll live the moment.
He then pushed himself at me and kissed my lips sweetly, his saucy taste and cocky style was pronounced in every one of his motions. His tongue lapped against mine, and I swear, if this wasn't heaven, then last night was hell, and to tell you the truth, last night was good. Draco backed up and kissed me lightly on the cheek as he slipped an arm around the waist and directed me down the street.
"Where we goin'?" I blended as much Italian as I possibly can. I suddenly realized I look like a total prostitute, dammit.
"Iono, wherever you want to go," The stream of air from his husky tone blew down next to my ear. I giggled.
"Well, I'd like to change, I look like a slut."
"Hermione Granger, prefect, a slut!?" His sneer was toned down with a languid hand gesture to his heart in mockery.
"Beeyatch." I whispered in his ear as he leaned in for a nuzzle.
..::.. Chapter Five ..::..
I shifted my weight and pushed away from him, playing hard to get, and even if he didn't want me, there's at least fifty-five thousand fishies out there for me to pick and choose. He blinked languidly and smiled devilishly at me and put his arms around me again, like he belonged; God, he looked so sexy. His cool eyes flickering in the sun, he pushed his gaze down at me, and I knew what he wanted. A kiss, which would lead into a date, which would lead into a night at the club, which would lead into hot steamy sex.
Haha, like I was going to give him the satisfaction of that. And even though I wasn't going to make him happy, I plan to tease him. So as he lowered his head slowly, and placed his hand on the back of my head, and traced a slim finger along my jaw line to tilt my chin upwards, I gave no resistance. Instead, I wrapped my arms around his waist and warmed up to his favor. His lips were surprisingly soft and sweet as he brushed mine lightly, then my cell phone rang. And much to his disappointment, I didn't ignore it and let it ring; I detached myself from him and dug a hand into my pocked and pulled it out.
"Hello?" I said as Draco pushed me gently by the elbow to a nearby wall; I leaned against it as Wendy's smooth Italian accent ran into her English.
"Where are you?"
"Just outside, and can I stay outside? I just saw a friend from school; he's going to show me around." His breath was hot against my cheek as he stood over me, shielding me from view. His cheek brushed my cheek as he leaned even closer and latched his lips onto my neck. I didn't wait for Wendy's answer as I hung up and felt Draco's tongue trace a wet line down my collarbone and left it to be attacked by the cool air. He left me lingering in the air for a moment and then went back to his ministration. I moaned lightly at his sucking and biting, damn, he was good.
I quickly shifted his head level with mine and looked him straight in the eye, there was nothing significant, and his eyes had cast a glossy look, hiding his real emotions. Was this what I want? To be renowned as his? I was suddenly remembered of those teenybopper romance novels, hot guy, cute girl, and the rest is up to your fantasies. What the fuck, I'll live the moment.
He then pushed himself at me and kissed my lips sweetly, his saucy taste and cocky style was pronounced in every one of his motions. His tongue lapped against mine, and I swear, if this wasn't heaven, then last night was hell, and to tell you the truth, last night was good. Draco backed up and kissed me lightly on the cheek as he slipped an arm around the waist and directed me down the street.
"Where we goin'?" I blended as much Italian as I possibly can. I suddenly realized I look like a total prostitute, dammit.
"Iono, wherever you want to go," The stream of air from his husky tone blew down next to my ear. I giggled.
"Well, I'd like to change, I look like a slut."
"Hermione Granger, prefect, a slut!?" His sneer was toned down with a languid hand gesture to his heart in mockery.
"Beeyatch." I whispered in his ear as he leaned in for a nuzzle.