I am so sorry it took so long to update; I just lost interest!! And I know
this chapter isn't very long, but I hope it will do!!
Trojjer: Thanks...I'm happy to know it's interesting lol.
Lux-Soap: Yahyah I know, poor Draco haha! Well, you wont be thinking that after this chapter...
Emeline: I'm sorry! Lol.
Fearless Kitty: Oh wow thanks!! Sorry it took so long for me to update.
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"Please...I just want one last night with what used to be Harry. I....I love him, you know." My wandering eyes finally settle on Draco's rosy lips as I speak slowly and quietly.
"No more than just tonight." Those five words which escaped my lips no more than a second ago light up this boy's tired face, and he leans back in, fiercely capturing my mouth with his own. He tastes of summertime and love, things I despise more than words can express, yet this kiss is very captivating and alluring. I feel his palm reach the back of my cold neck, trying to pull me in closer and closer, reveling in this lust and passion which is shared between the two most unlikely vampires.
His tongue sweeps across my lips, prodding and seeking for entry. Reluctantly, I allow him and his desiring tongue to deepen this moment. A strange, new sensation courses through my veins like poison, ready to slay me. I hate this feeling, this new emotion, but I promised Draco I would allow this one night to happen.
Suddenly I feel myself being slowly edged backwards. The back of my legs gently touches the bed, which I believe I will be sleeping in tonight, and I fall onto it, pulling Draco with me, and on top of me. His light figure squirms in my embrace, thrusting his lower half into mine, causing a small moan to escape my lips. The words I spoke earlier about me not being homosexual are not false, but I cannot lie and say I do not enjoy this, because with my whole being and soul, I do. This boy, who is sharing such an intimate moment with me, is simply amazing.
I love to hate, and I hate to love, but this weaker being, this simple boy, Draco is changing that. How could someone I have known for less than week do this to me, when out of my hundreds of years living no one else could? I am not even positive I want to know the answer...
Trojjer: Thanks...I'm happy to know it's interesting lol.
Lux-Soap: Yahyah I know, poor Draco haha! Well, you wont be thinking that after this chapter...
Emeline: I'm sorry! Lol.
Fearless Kitty: Oh wow thanks!! Sorry it took so long for me to update.
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"Please...I just want one last night with what used to be Harry. I....I love him, you know." My wandering eyes finally settle on Draco's rosy lips as I speak slowly and quietly.
"No more than just tonight." Those five words which escaped my lips no more than a second ago light up this boy's tired face, and he leans back in, fiercely capturing my mouth with his own. He tastes of summertime and love, things I despise more than words can express, yet this kiss is very captivating and alluring. I feel his palm reach the back of my cold neck, trying to pull me in closer and closer, reveling in this lust and passion which is shared between the two most unlikely vampires.
His tongue sweeps across my lips, prodding and seeking for entry. Reluctantly, I allow him and his desiring tongue to deepen this moment. A strange, new sensation courses through my veins like poison, ready to slay me. I hate this feeling, this new emotion, but I promised Draco I would allow this one night to happen.
Suddenly I feel myself being slowly edged backwards. The back of my legs gently touches the bed, which I believe I will be sleeping in tonight, and I fall onto it, pulling Draco with me, and on top of me. His light figure squirms in my embrace, thrusting his lower half into mine, causing a small moan to escape my lips. The words I spoke earlier about me not being homosexual are not false, but I cannot lie and say I do not enjoy this, because with my whole being and soul, I do. This boy, who is sharing such an intimate moment with me, is simply amazing.
I love to hate, and I hate to love, but this weaker being, this simple boy, Draco is changing that. How could someone I have known for less than week do this to me, when out of my hundreds of years living no one else could? I am not even positive I want to know the answer...