After the Christmas Eve dinner, Malfoy excused himself from the table and
headed to Midnight's room. As he tapped on the door, he reminded himself
that *this* nice cozy room used to be HIS...her guest room was still under
renovation and he was still sleeping in the drafty tower..."Midnight?" he
rasped. "Its me. Can I come in?"
A small squeal followed by a loud thump could be heard. "H-Hold on!!" she screamed, though she also muttered "Stupid hair...". Midnight soon flung the doors open, looking winded, her hair looking messy and unkept. "Come in." she ushered as she tried to comb through her hair- which still had the comb in it.
Draco stepped into the room tentively... the room was strewn with clothes and she was coming at him, her hair in massive disarray. "Need some help with that?" he laughed. He wanted to say someting smart, but he couldn't... she looked great, even with her hair all messy...
"Ooooo... could you?" she asked, turning her back to Draco could get to her hair. "It seems to be stuck though..." she smiled.
Draco started to reach up, his fingers nimbly attempting to unattach the comb from her tresses... itstarted to look impossible, so he pulled off his sport jacket and reached in the inside pocket for his wand. He pulled it out and pointed it at the tangled crown. "Deimplicare!.." and mounds of platinum hair fell smoothly loose and the comb fell into his hand. "There..." Malfoy said, arrogantly. He casually slung his sport jacket over his shoulder. He only wore a sleeveless black tee shirt inside his casual tan trousers.
Midnight turned around, taking the comb with a yank. "Thank you." she said sharply before idly throwing it on the vanity. "Anyway, you wanted to talk?" she said, adjusting her bathrobe which she was wearing.
"Yeah... I wanted to try and clear up the mess we laid off on each other last night... I just didn't want you to believe any of those lies Blaise was saying about me, Midnight. It was untrue..."
"Hmph... I never said I believed you." Midnight frowned, "As far as I know, you've only SAID you didn't sleep with her." she finished smoothly, sitting on the bed.
"You just have to take my word for it, girl...there isn't any other way around this."
"Well i'm sorry Draco. Yes there is. You've gotta *show* me you're sincere..." she trailed off.
Malfoy folded his arms indignantly. "Oh, I have to, do I? Exactly what did you have in mind?"
"Nothing." she snapped suddenly, brushing aside what seemed like tears. "Just forget I ever said anything." Midnight looked away, giving dry coughs in an attempt to cover-up her crying.
Suddenly there was a rap on the door. "That must be the house elf with the tea and cakes..." Draco said quickly. "shall I?" he said, moving to answer the door.
"Yeah... go ahead..." she said softly.
With a smug smile, Draco opened the door to find a tiny female house elf lifting an enormous tray with a silver tea set and cakes arranged on a lacy paper napkin. "Tea Tray" she announced in a high pitched voice and brought it inside. She looked around curiously at the clothes hanging over the bed and Draco reached down and took the tray himself and placed it on the bedside table. "Dismissed." he snarled down at her, and then turned toward Midnight as she sat at the vanity dresser looking distraught at her reflection.
"Could you pour me some tea please?" she mumbled, smoothing out her hair absentmindedly. Standing up she tried her best to smile. "I'll just pick these clothes up..." she finished, bending down to pick up the pants that lay at her feet.
"You need a house elf to do that for you..." Malfoy said smoothly as he moved toward the tray on the table. After pouring the black english tea into the china cups, he drew his eyes in Midnight's direction, hoping she still had her back to him. "Do you like sugar or cream in your tea, Luv?" he purred, as his fingers fumbled for the tiny potion vial in the jacket.
Midnight just rolled her eyes. "Don't call me *Luv*..and no sugar, but cream please." she murmered as her head dissapeared under the bed.
Draco looked down with a tight smile at her remark. 'Oh, she'll call me *Luv*-- and a whole lot *more*' he thought with a malevolent smile and secretly opened the glass vial with his forefingers and watched the angry red liquid drip down into Midnight's cup. He made sure the cup was full, and he stirred it carefully, as if it were a miniature cauldron, watching the tea and the potion merge as one...
Midnight emerged with a sigh, standing up and smoothing up her robes. "Ok... now, where's my tea?" she asked as she plopped down on a chair beside Draco.
"Here..." he said with a cocky smile. It was hard not to burst out laughing as she took it gingerly from his hands. He reached over and took his own steaming cup.
"Thanks... it's hot..." she grumbled as she blew over the surface, her eyes still on Draco. "Anyway... you remember Viktor Krum don't you?"
Draco frowned. He knew the famed Bulgarian Quidditch star., and he was also aware of the rumours that quickly spread from Durmstrang,about her and Krum being an item there. "Yeah... so? What about him?"
She took a sip of her tea, grimacing ever so slightly. "Hmmm, the tea must be a new kind. It tastes odd, yet tasteful." she added, taking another sip. "He sent me this gorgeous package earlier on this week..." she said with a sly smile. "Of course it's not as beautiful as these..." she lightly fingered her necklace. "But it was... intimate."
Draco's brow lifted. "Intimate huh? Just exactly *how* intimate are we talking about here?"
Midnight grinned. "Just.... intimate enough to be sweet."
"Wha-- a teddy bear for your bed - or some kind of hairclip?"
"Oh nevermind..." she waved him away, downing her tea. "You'll never see it anyway." she laughed. "Now, I need my rest so..... out out out!"
"Whoah...wait a minute...you can't just leave me hanging like that, Midnight..." Draco slurred. "And you barely finished your tea. Just tell me WHAT he got you--" he pressed. He looked down at the cup... it was not quite empty... "I won't leave until you do..."
Midnight narrowed her eyes slightly, following Draco's gaze. "Fine! I'll finish the tea..." she drank the last bit and smiled placidly. "Now, Like I said. It's none of YOUR business Draco."
"Then I guess this is Goodnight!" Malfoy scowled over at her as he turned around toward the door angrily. He should be glad she drank every drop of tea, but instead he was still thinking suspicious thoughts about Krum's gift as he slammed the door behind him.
~*~
As Draco climbed the stone staircase to his tower room, he met Lucius, wating for him in the shadowed alcove.
"Did she consume it?"
"Yes."
"Good...then the rest is your hands, Draco. Don't take all night with her... once you've taken her, you will leave without another word. You don't want the potion to expire while your fumbling about your business."
Draco glared up at his father. "Is that what you call it, father? Business?" The words somehow felt empty...he'd been looking forward to touching Midnight's body and he hated to think of it in such cold terms. No wonder his parents slept in separate beds...
"You WILL NOT entertain your emotions with that girl!" Lucius hissed, narrowing his eyes. "It will not do for the Dark Lord to find his newest Deatheater walking into the bedchamber with lovesick eyes..." Lucius stepped closer so he was nose to nose with his son. "Draco, she's a sensual beauty... that's true, so have your fun, but you must not linger, not fall in love with this creature... you must PROMISE me that NOW."
Draco looked into his father's evil stare fearfully. "Yes... I..... promise, father. It'll be over and done with."
But as he watched his father's retreating figure, he knew it would be difficult to keep that promise.
~*~
Draco had taken his leave, Midnight sighed irritably, roughly kicking aside a few clothes that were on the floor. "Make up... my ass..." she hissed hotly as she reached into her bedside drawer. As her fingers came in contact with something smooth and cool, she pulled it out, smiling. It was just so beautiful how the lace and the cloth mixed.
Quickly stripping down, she changed into the sexy pieces Krum had sent her. They fit just right, whoing off her curves and body. As she surveyed herself she felt her legs give way, letting her collapse on the bed. Midnight felt oh so tired... she felt her eyes droop and close as she fell asleep.
~*~
Malfoy left the tower, walking the quiet corridors of the Manor until he reached Midnight's room and knew it wasn't locked...it'd been an hour since he left and she would have succumbed to the effects of the potion by now, and wouldn't have remembered to lock her door tonight...
He stepped inside the half-lit room, his grey eyes searching the room carefully. There was Midnight's form, laying on the bed. He moved closer to the bed, and looked down at her, laying there, half-covered in the blanket, her platinum hair spread about the pillow. Draco pulled back the blanket. Draco's mouth hung open. She was wearing a sexy bra and thong panties!!
"Midnight...wake up." he murmured into her ear. "Look at me."
Midnight stirred slightly as she breathed deeply. Blinking, she slowly opened her eyes, sleepy violet eyes staring up at Draco.
The corner of Malfoy's mouth lifted as he reached over and dragged his finger to her cheek down her neck across her collarbone. "You're mine tonight...you won't remember any of it, so all you have to do is
listen to my voice, and do every thing I ask you to, Luv."
Midnight shivered at Draco's touch and nodded, leaning in to his caress. "Ok..." she said softly.
Draco leaned over and nuzzled her neck...his eyes wandered down to her breasts "Where did you get those little sexy underthings?" he asked curiously.
Midnight moaned softly by Draco's ear, letting her breath glide over his skin. "Viktor Krum sent them to me... it was a Christmas gift..."
"Wha--!" Draco jerked away, his pale brows knitted. His jaw tightened with jealous rage, and he stood a few feet from the side of the bed, arms folded, in a pout. "Okay, fine. " he sneered, "Stand over here and let me take a look -- and I'll tell you if I think Krum has any 'semblence of *taste*..."
Draco felt something electric stir in him as he looked at the way Midnight's body looked in the bare outfit...her narrow hips, long legs posing so shapely out from the thong...and her sexy bustline...he swallowed quickly hoping she didn't see how she was affecting him...
He wanted to kiss her...wanted to so badly, but instead he decided to test the potion's affects...just in case. "Com'ere and kiss me, beautiful." he said in a commanding tone.
Without another word, Midnight swept onto him, claiming his lips with her's as her body came to rest against his as she ran her fingers through his hair.
Draco kissed Midnight back agressively, his hands reaching around her bare waist and pulling her closer, molding her soft body against his. He cast her a wicked smile. "Do you know how to give massages, Little Miss Riddle?" he teased.
Midnight gasped as she grinned wickedly, sighing internally at how he held her. "Yes..." she said as she licked his neck. "You want a massage?? MmmmMmmmm?"
"Only if you know how to do it right..." he said, pretending to be stern. "You need to remove my shirt...."
However, Midnight's fingers were already lifting it up, and over his head. "Mmmm... you were saying?" she said with a sly grin. She continued to grin as her eyes roamed over his well sculpted chest and his well defined arms. She licked her lips slowly as she stood there, lightly kicking his shirt aside.
Her fingertips on his skin sent an electric wave of pleasure through him. She was amazing and he wanted more... "It's not exactly *fair* if only one of us is bare-chested--" Draco slurred, and he reached behind
Midnight and unhooked her lacy bra. Draco sucked in his breath as he looked down at her breasts. They were so perfectly shaped...so beautiful! It was then, he was grateful for the potion...without it, she would be giving him the slap, and kicking him out the door with those long sexy legs.
Midnight gave a sharp sigh as her bra fell silently to the floor. Following his gaze she smiled. "Thanks..." she slurred as she gave him a hug, feeling their bodies mold together.
Draco snickered softly at her 'thanks' since he knew she had no idea what she was doing... "Lead me to the bed then," he said gleefully. "And do whatever you want to..." And now he wondered how the potion would affect her..
Midnight grinned, shaking her head. "Oh no... *you* do whatever you want to..." she mumbled as she led him to the bed, laying herself down on it.
Draco's face flushed, startled with her unexpected response. He had always hoped to hear her say those exact words and now-- he just stood there for a moment, frozen in time. He looked around the room, cautiously--as if he would see Voldemort himself pop up and grade him, when, suddenly the devious side of him kicked in...
Draco walked over to the bathroom and yanked off the soft drapery ropes holding back the shower curtains. "Okay, Midnight..." he grinned in a sing- song voice as he walked over to the bed. "Lift up your arms like this..." he took her small hands and lightly tied them to the outer bedpost.
Midnight grinned as she did what she was told. "Ok." she complied, feeling the soft rope against her wrists. Looking up at Draco again, she smiling broadly.
Draco smiled back at her, his heart leaping with joy and excitiment, as he removed his trousers, now only clad in his short silky black boxers. He felt his body respond as he climbed into bed next to her and bend over Midnight's sexy form and kissed her hard and long on the lips.
Midnight kissed back, though her body ached to touch Draco back as his body leaned over her's. Still kissing, she tried to get closer. However, the task proved daunting, even though her wrists were lightly bound.
Malfoy kissed her-his tongue lazily entwined with hers... as he drew his hands down toward her breasts, and stroked them, feeling her sweet pink nipples respond to his motion- his own body hardening to the sensations.
Midnight's cry was muffled as she felt Draco's hand lightly stroke her breasts. She felt her body relax and her back arch slightly as her tongue fought with his. Breaking off for breath, she looked into his eyes, gasping slightly. "Draco..." she murmered softly, her eyes holding a sly grin.
Malfoy trailed his lips from the tip of her chin down the feather soft skin of her throat and lower...and lower...until he reached her tiny navel-- then his mouth moved higher toward her breast and hesitated for a moment as his fingers played with the delicate strand of black diamonds around her neck. Draco reached over and untied the ropes, and bent down, kissing her even more passionately than before. He was tired of wearing his deatheater's mask for his father and everybody else--he wanted her, but HIS way...."You still owe me that massage..." he teased, wagging his finger with a playful shake.
Midnight was surprised by the kiss since this one was almost bruising. She grinned, rolling atop of of him. Letting her hands play in feather light circles across his chest. "Turn around..." she mumbled softly as she squeezed behind him, letting her hands glide onto the smooth skin of Draco's shoulders. Slowly, she applied pressure and began to suck at his earlobe.
Malfoy stretched and arched his back, moaning softly as she played with his earlobe. Draco's blonde strands were now clinging to the back of his neck, and he turned around to look at her, longing to kiss her again. "Midnight..."
Midnight lightly placed a finger to his lips, hushing him. She just whispered in his ear. "I'm yours..." "I'm yours..." she repeated again, feeling her body ache and scream for his love and touch.
Malfoy's bravado over the potion suddenly melted to nothingness. He winked at her and laid her down into the soft cushions of the velvety blanket. He looked down into her eyes and kissed her lips lightly this time, brushing his lips along the edges and then moving into a deep kiss. His fingers fluttered down her sides, her hips and then tugged down on the edges of her thong. He parted his lips and smiled. "Aren't we a little overdressed for this occasion?" he chuckled.
Midniht sighed, feeling Draco's hand on her hips. "Maybe..." she whispered, nuzzling into Draco's neck, giving him approval. She in turn reached around and began to slowly work his boxers down.
Draco reached behind Midnight and smoothed his hands down her buttocks- gently squeezing them, as he removed her panties...the low embers in the fireplace cast a yellow glow on her long sexy legs.
Midnight gasped as she too removed his boxers with one swift tug. She playfully threm them across the room and moaned at the sensation of Draco's hands and body against her's. "There. Now we're even..." she murmered in his ear, smoothing back his blonde hair with her hand.
"Even...yes, I guess we are..." Draco mouthed, suddenly wondering if the potion's effects would last in time to finish...he couldn't see the clock. Draco didn't think Midnight would take kindly to finding them naked together in her bed. He closed her eyes as he felt her fingertips slide across his scalp and her hot breath in his ear. He pressed his naked skin against hers...his legs rubbing against hers erotically.
All Midnight could do was gasp as Draco's body became entwined with her's. "Draco..." she moaned as she felt Draco's movements.
Draco looked into her sultry violet eyes and knew his time had come. He gazed between her legs and brushed his fingers across her pubic hair, and stroked her tenderly. Draco had never been this far with anyone before...and he closed his eyes, his desire was overtaking him--he knew his errection must have told her everything...
She knew that he was equally aroused just by looking down. She again licked her lips as she let him guide her.
Draco moved on top of her as she raised her knees and wraped her legs around his waist as he gave himself to her with a gentle thrust. He bgan pumping, slowly at first and agressively. He almost felt like an animal...and he threw back his head and groaned softly as he came inside her.
Midnight suddenly gave a loud whimper as he took her virginity. Fighting back tears, she looked at Draco through her tears, her eyes loving and misted. As Draco began pumping agressively, she gave soft short moans and felt herself climax not long after Draco. Panting softly, she lay there, her chest rising and falling rapidly, beads of sweat on her forehead.
Draco kissed her, and leaned back on the pillow, propped on one elbow looking at her laying there along her long white blonde hair with his fingers. He knew he'd failed his father...he was falling in love with Midnight. For a moment he forgot she was Lord Vordemort's daughter. She did things to him that no one could ever do to him...and he wanted her in his life forever.
Midnight sighed happily, turning to Draco. She blinked slowly and sleepily as she nuzzled into his chest, her platinum blonde hair fanned out around her. She lightly kissed Draco, barely letting her lips touch his. Pulling the covers over both of them, she smiled more naturally than she had ever, in her life.
A small squeal followed by a loud thump could be heard. "H-Hold on!!" she screamed, though she also muttered "Stupid hair...". Midnight soon flung the doors open, looking winded, her hair looking messy and unkept. "Come in." she ushered as she tried to comb through her hair- which still had the comb in it.
Draco stepped into the room tentively... the room was strewn with clothes and she was coming at him, her hair in massive disarray. "Need some help with that?" he laughed. He wanted to say someting smart, but he couldn't... she looked great, even with her hair all messy...
"Ooooo... could you?" she asked, turning her back to Draco could get to her hair. "It seems to be stuck though..." she smiled.
Draco started to reach up, his fingers nimbly attempting to unattach the comb from her tresses... itstarted to look impossible, so he pulled off his sport jacket and reached in the inside pocket for his wand. He pulled it out and pointed it at the tangled crown. "Deimplicare!.." and mounds of platinum hair fell smoothly loose and the comb fell into his hand. "There..." Malfoy said, arrogantly. He casually slung his sport jacket over his shoulder. He only wore a sleeveless black tee shirt inside his casual tan trousers.
Midnight turned around, taking the comb with a yank. "Thank you." she said sharply before idly throwing it on the vanity. "Anyway, you wanted to talk?" she said, adjusting her bathrobe which she was wearing.
"Yeah... I wanted to try and clear up the mess we laid off on each other last night... I just didn't want you to believe any of those lies Blaise was saying about me, Midnight. It was untrue..."
"Hmph... I never said I believed you." Midnight frowned, "As far as I know, you've only SAID you didn't sleep with her." she finished smoothly, sitting on the bed.
"You just have to take my word for it, girl...there isn't any other way around this."
"Well i'm sorry Draco. Yes there is. You've gotta *show* me you're sincere..." she trailed off.
Malfoy folded his arms indignantly. "Oh, I have to, do I? Exactly what did you have in mind?"
"Nothing." she snapped suddenly, brushing aside what seemed like tears. "Just forget I ever said anything." Midnight looked away, giving dry coughs in an attempt to cover-up her crying.
Suddenly there was a rap on the door. "That must be the house elf with the tea and cakes..." Draco said quickly. "shall I?" he said, moving to answer the door.
"Yeah... go ahead..." she said softly.
With a smug smile, Draco opened the door to find a tiny female house elf lifting an enormous tray with a silver tea set and cakes arranged on a lacy paper napkin. "Tea Tray" she announced in a high pitched voice and brought it inside. She looked around curiously at the clothes hanging over the bed and Draco reached down and took the tray himself and placed it on the bedside table. "Dismissed." he snarled down at her, and then turned toward Midnight as she sat at the vanity dresser looking distraught at her reflection.
"Could you pour me some tea please?" she mumbled, smoothing out her hair absentmindedly. Standing up she tried her best to smile. "I'll just pick these clothes up..." she finished, bending down to pick up the pants that lay at her feet.
"You need a house elf to do that for you..." Malfoy said smoothly as he moved toward the tray on the table. After pouring the black english tea into the china cups, he drew his eyes in Midnight's direction, hoping she still had her back to him. "Do you like sugar or cream in your tea, Luv?" he purred, as his fingers fumbled for the tiny potion vial in the jacket.
Midnight just rolled her eyes. "Don't call me *Luv*..and no sugar, but cream please." she murmered as her head dissapeared under the bed.
Draco looked down with a tight smile at her remark. 'Oh, she'll call me *Luv*-- and a whole lot *more*' he thought with a malevolent smile and secretly opened the glass vial with his forefingers and watched the angry red liquid drip down into Midnight's cup. He made sure the cup was full, and he stirred it carefully, as if it were a miniature cauldron, watching the tea and the potion merge as one...
Midnight emerged with a sigh, standing up and smoothing up her robes. "Ok... now, where's my tea?" she asked as she plopped down on a chair beside Draco.
"Here..." he said with a cocky smile. It was hard not to burst out laughing as she took it gingerly from his hands. He reached over and took his own steaming cup.
"Thanks... it's hot..." she grumbled as she blew over the surface, her eyes still on Draco. "Anyway... you remember Viktor Krum don't you?"
Draco frowned. He knew the famed Bulgarian Quidditch star., and he was also aware of the rumours that quickly spread from Durmstrang,about her and Krum being an item there. "Yeah... so? What about him?"
She took a sip of her tea, grimacing ever so slightly. "Hmmm, the tea must be a new kind. It tastes odd, yet tasteful." she added, taking another sip. "He sent me this gorgeous package earlier on this week..." she said with a sly smile. "Of course it's not as beautiful as these..." she lightly fingered her necklace. "But it was... intimate."
Draco's brow lifted. "Intimate huh? Just exactly *how* intimate are we talking about here?"
Midnight grinned. "Just.... intimate enough to be sweet."
"Wha-- a teddy bear for your bed - or some kind of hairclip?"
"Oh nevermind..." she waved him away, downing her tea. "You'll never see it anyway." she laughed. "Now, I need my rest so..... out out out!"
"Whoah...wait a minute...you can't just leave me hanging like that, Midnight..." Draco slurred. "And you barely finished your tea. Just tell me WHAT he got you--" he pressed. He looked down at the cup... it was not quite empty... "I won't leave until you do..."
Midnight narrowed her eyes slightly, following Draco's gaze. "Fine! I'll finish the tea..." she drank the last bit and smiled placidly. "Now, Like I said. It's none of YOUR business Draco."
"Then I guess this is Goodnight!" Malfoy scowled over at her as he turned around toward the door angrily. He should be glad she drank every drop of tea, but instead he was still thinking suspicious thoughts about Krum's gift as he slammed the door behind him.
~*~
As Draco climbed the stone staircase to his tower room, he met Lucius, wating for him in the shadowed alcove.
"Did she consume it?"
"Yes."
"Good...then the rest is your hands, Draco. Don't take all night with her... once you've taken her, you will leave without another word. You don't want the potion to expire while your fumbling about your business."
Draco glared up at his father. "Is that what you call it, father? Business?" The words somehow felt empty...he'd been looking forward to touching Midnight's body and he hated to think of it in such cold terms. No wonder his parents slept in separate beds...
"You WILL NOT entertain your emotions with that girl!" Lucius hissed, narrowing his eyes. "It will not do for the Dark Lord to find his newest Deatheater walking into the bedchamber with lovesick eyes..." Lucius stepped closer so he was nose to nose with his son. "Draco, she's a sensual beauty... that's true, so have your fun, but you must not linger, not fall in love with this creature... you must PROMISE me that NOW."
Draco looked into his father's evil stare fearfully. "Yes... I..... promise, father. It'll be over and done with."
But as he watched his father's retreating figure, he knew it would be difficult to keep that promise.
~*~
Draco had taken his leave, Midnight sighed irritably, roughly kicking aside a few clothes that were on the floor. "Make up... my ass..." she hissed hotly as she reached into her bedside drawer. As her fingers came in contact with something smooth and cool, she pulled it out, smiling. It was just so beautiful how the lace and the cloth mixed.
Quickly stripping down, she changed into the sexy pieces Krum had sent her. They fit just right, whoing off her curves and body. As she surveyed herself she felt her legs give way, letting her collapse on the bed. Midnight felt oh so tired... she felt her eyes droop and close as she fell asleep.
~*~
Malfoy left the tower, walking the quiet corridors of the Manor until he reached Midnight's room and knew it wasn't locked...it'd been an hour since he left and she would have succumbed to the effects of the potion by now, and wouldn't have remembered to lock her door tonight...
He stepped inside the half-lit room, his grey eyes searching the room carefully. There was Midnight's form, laying on the bed. He moved closer to the bed, and looked down at her, laying there, half-covered in the blanket, her platinum hair spread about the pillow. Draco pulled back the blanket. Draco's mouth hung open. She was wearing a sexy bra and thong panties!!
"Midnight...wake up." he murmured into her ear. "Look at me."
Midnight stirred slightly as she breathed deeply. Blinking, she slowly opened her eyes, sleepy violet eyes staring up at Draco.
The corner of Malfoy's mouth lifted as he reached over and dragged his finger to her cheek down her neck across her collarbone. "You're mine tonight...you won't remember any of it, so all you have to do is
listen to my voice, and do every thing I ask you to, Luv."
Midnight shivered at Draco's touch and nodded, leaning in to his caress. "Ok..." she said softly.
Draco leaned over and nuzzled her neck...his eyes wandered down to her breasts "Where did you get those little sexy underthings?" he asked curiously.
Midnight moaned softly by Draco's ear, letting her breath glide over his skin. "Viktor Krum sent them to me... it was a Christmas gift..."
"Wha--!" Draco jerked away, his pale brows knitted. His jaw tightened with jealous rage, and he stood a few feet from the side of the bed, arms folded, in a pout. "Okay, fine. " he sneered, "Stand over here and let me take a look -- and I'll tell you if I think Krum has any 'semblence of *taste*..."
Draco felt something electric stir in him as he looked at the way Midnight's body looked in the bare outfit...her narrow hips, long legs posing so shapely out from the thong...and her sexy bustline...he swallowed quickly hoping she didn't see how she was affecting him...
He wanted to kiss her...wanted to so badly, but instead he decided to test the potion's affects...just in case. "Com'ere and kiss me, beautiful." he said in a commanding tone.
Without another word, Midnight swept onto him, claiming his lips with her's as her body came to rest against his as she ran her fingers through his hair.
Draco kissed Midnight back agressively, his hands reaching around her bare waist and pulling her closer, molding her soft body against his. He cast her a wicked smile. "Do you know how to give massages, Little Miss Riddle?" he teased.
Midnight gasped as she grinned wickedly, sighing internally at how he held her. "Yes..." she said as she licked his neck. "You want a massage?? MmmmMmmmm?"
"Only if you know how to do it right..." he said, pretending to be stern. "You need to remove my shirt...."
However, Midnight's fingers were already lifting it up, and over his head. "Mmmm... you were saying?" she said with a sly grin. She continued to grin as her eyes roamed over his well sculpted chest and his well defined arms. She licked her lips slowly as she stood there, lightly kicking his shirt aside.
Her fingertips on his skin sent an electric wave of pleasure through him. She was amazing and he wanted more... "It's not exactly *fair* if only one of us is bare-chested--" Draco slurred, and he reached behind
Midnight and unhooked her lacy bra. Draco sucked in his breath as he looked down at her breasts. They were so perfectly shaped...so beautiful! It was then, he was grateful for the potion...without it, she would be giving him the slap, and kicking him out the door with those long sexy legs.
Midnight gave a sharp sigh as her bra fell silently to the floor. Following his gaze she smiled. "Thanks..." she slurred as she gave him a hug, feeling their bodies mold together.
Draco snickered softly at her 'thanks' since he knew she had no idea what she was doing... "Lead me to the bed then," he said gleefully. "And do whatever you want to..." And now he wondered how the potion would affect her..
Midnight grinned, shaking her head. "Oh no... *you* do whatever you want to..." she mumbled as she led him to the bed, laying herself down on it.
Draco's face flushed, startled with her unexpected response. He had always hoped to hear her say those exact words and now-- he just stood there for a moment, frozen in time. He looked around the room, cautiously--as if he would see Voldemort himself pop up and grade him, when, suddenly the devious side of him kicked in...
Draco walked over to the bathroom and yanked off the soft drapery ropes holding back the shower curtains. "Okay, Midnight..." he grinned in a sing- song voice as he walked over to the bed. "Lift up your arms like this..." he took her small hands and lightly tied them to the outer bedpost.
Midnight grinned as she did what she was told. "Ok." she complied, feeling the soft rope against her wrists. Looking up at Draco again, she smiling broadly.
Draco smiled back at her, his heart leaping with joy and excitiment, as he removed his trousers, now only clad in his short silky black boxers. He felt his body respond as he climbed into bed next to her and bend over Midnight's sexy form and kissed her hard and long on the lips.
Midnight kissed back, though her body ached to touch Draco back as his body leaned over her's. Still kissing, she tried to get closer. However, the task proved daunting, even though her wrists were lightly bound.
Malfoy kissed her-his tongue lazily entwined with hers... as he drew his hands down toward her breasts, and stroked them, feeling her sweet pink nipples respond to his motion- his own body hardening to the sensations.
Midnight's cry was muffled as she felt Draco's hand lightly stroke her breasts. She felt her body relax and her back arch slightly as her tongue fought with his. Breaking off for breath, she looked into his eyes, gasping slightly. "Draco..." she murmered softly, her eyes holding a sly grin.
Malfoy trailed his lips from the tip of her chin down the feather soft skin of her throat and lower...and lower...until he reached her tiny navel-- then his mouth moved higher toward her breast and hesitated for a moment as his fingers played with the delicate strand of black diamonds around her neck. Draco reached over and untied the ropes, and bent down, kissing her even more passionately than before. He was tired of wearing his deatheater's mask for his father and everybody else--he wanted her, but HIS way...."You still owe me that massage..." he teased, wagging his finger with a playful shake.
Midnight was surprised by the kiss since this one was almost bruising. She grinned, rolling atop of of him. Letting her hands play in feather light circles across his chest. "Turn around..." she mumbled softly as she squeezed behind him, letting her hands glide onto the smooth skin of Draco's shoulders. Slowly, she applied pressure and began to suck at his earlobe.
Malfoy stretched and arched his back, moaning softly as she played with his earlobe. Draco's blonde strands were now clinging to the back of his neck, and he turned around to look at her, longing to kiss her again. "Midnight..."
Midnight lightly placed a finger to his lips, hushing him. She just whispered in his ear. "I'm yours..." "I'm yours..." she repeated again, feeling her body ache and scream for his love and touch.
Malfoy's bravado over the potion suddenly melted to nothingness. He winked at her and laid her down into the soft cushions of the velvety blanket. He looked down into her eyes and kissed her lips lightly this time, brushing his lips along the edges and then moving into a deep kiss. His fingers fluttered down her sides, her hips and then tugged down on the edges of her thong. He parted his lips and smiled. "Aren't we a little overdressed for this occasion?" he chuckled.
Midniht sighed, feeling Draco's hand on her hips. "Maybe..." she whispered, nuzzling into Draco's neck, giving him approval. She in turn reached around and began to slowly work his boxers down.
Draco reached behind Midnight and smoothed his hands down her buttocks- gently squeezing them, as he removed her panties...the low embers in the fireplace cast a yellow glow on her long sexy legs.
Midnight gasped as she too removed his boxers with one swift tug. She playfully threm them across the room and moaned at the sensation of Draco's hands and body against her's. "There. Now we're even..." she murmered in his ear, smoothing back his blonde hair with her hand.
"Even...yes, I guess we are..." Draco mouthed, suddenly wondering if the potion's effects would last in time to finish...he couldn't see the clock. Draco didn't think Midnight would take kindly to finding them naked together in her bed. He closed her eyes as he felt her fingertips slide across his scalp and her hot breath in his ear. He pressed his naked skin against hers...his legs rubbing against hers erotically.
All Midnight could do was gasp as Draco's body became entwined with her's. "Draco..." she moaned as she felt Draco's movements.
Draco looked into her sultry violet eyes and knew his time had come. He gazed between her legs and brushed his fingers across her pubic hair, and stroked her tenderly. Draco had never been this far with anyone before...and he closed his eyes, his desire was overtaking him--he knew his errection must have told her everything...
She knew that he was equally aroused just by looking down. She again licked her lips as she let him guide her.
Draco moved on top of her as she raised her knees and wraped her legs around his waist as he gave himself to her with a gentle thrust. He bgan pumping, slowly at first and agressively. He almost felt like an animal...and he threw back his head and groaned softly as he came inside her.
Midnight suddenly gave a loud whimper as he took her virginity. Fighting back tears, she looked at Draco through her tears, her eyes loving and misted. As Draco began pumping agressively, she gave soft short moans and felt herself climax not long after Draco. Panting softly, she lay there, her chest rising and falling rapidly, beads of sweat on her forehead.
Draco kissed her, and leaned back on the pillow, propped on one elbow looking at her laying there along her long white blonde hair with his fingers. He knew he'd failed his father...he was falling in love with Midnight. For a moment he forgot she was Lord Vordemort's daughter. She did things to him that no one could ever do to him...and he wanted her in his life forever.
Midnight sighed happily, turning to Draco. She blinked slowly and sleepily as she nuzzled into his chest, her platinum blonde hair fanned out around her. She lightly kissed Draco, barely letting her lips touch his. Pulling the covers over both of them, she smiled more naturally than she had ever, in her life.