THIS IS GOING TO BE EXTREMELY SHORT BUT IT WAS TIME FOR WHAT YOU ALL WANTED TO HAPPEN TO HAPPEN. I'LL BE GETTING MORE OUT TOMORROW---ENJOY
A week had passed and even though we had grown closer and closer then ever thought possible, the sexual tension was now confusingly thick. I couldn't stop thinking about the way he smelled when he brushed up against me, the delectable curve of his lips, his stormy eyes, and his laugh that I only have heard so often. I knew that I was developing feelings for Malfoy and apart of me was completely satisfied with that.
"What are you thinking about?" A low voice asked sending shivers down my body.
"The potion essay." I blurted out, saying the first thing that came to mind.
He gave me an adorable confused look and I couldn't help but smile at my thought. Malfoy being described as adorable! Ha, that's a laugh.
"That isn't even due until next week though." He pointed out.
I nodded my head slightly and turned my head away when our eye contact hadn't been broken.
"Why do you keep doing that?" He asked frustrated.
I turned towards him and gave him a confused look and watched with stunned silence as his eyes slightly glazed over.
"Do what?" I whispered.
"You've been turning away from me the past few days, you do believe me when I said I wouldn't hurt you, right?" He asked.
I nodded my head and looked away once more, hearing an irritated sigh next to me. I was aware of all his movements without even having to see him.
"I believe you Malfoy, I do." I said trying to reaffirm him.
"Then why do you turn away from me like that?" He asked and I was forced to look into his clouded eyes.
"I don't know." I lied and began to fiddle with the blanket that was covering us in the bed.
"Stop." He said and took my hand in his.
I swear on all my books there was a crackle of electricity that shot through the room at the contact. We both remained silent and were staring at our interlocked hands.
"Granger I think I'm about to do something really stupid." He said in a soft voice.
I looked up and caught him staring at my face and tracing the contours of my profile with his eyes.
"You're stating facts Malfoy, you do something stupid every day." I said trying to lighten the mood.
He remained staring intensely at me so that the slight smile on my face slowly dissolved.
"What are you going to do?" I asked with mock interest.
He slowly brought his hand up and rested it on my cheek and began to rub his thumb across the smoothness of it. I remained silent with a slightly parted mouth as he continued to run his hands over my face almost as if trying to memorize it. I took this opportunity to look at his strong features and found my heart dancing wildly around my chest. A trial of warmness ran over my skin wherever his fingers had touched and I could tell that color was slowly heating my face.
In a flash we were inches apart and his face still seemed chiseled with concentration as he cupped my face in his hands. Since he did this, my left hand was forced to come up and cup his right hand.
"What are…" I began but he cut me off with his words,
"Shut up Granger, I'm about to do something stupid so just leave it at that."
I was about t open my mouth to speak when his lips claimed mine. I almost moaned at the intimate contact as he brushed his lips across mine gently, persuading me to kiss back. I wrapped my free arm around his neck and with instinct pulled him closer towards me. Feelings were coursing through my body as we ran our lips across each other's and began to kiss back with intensity. It felt like I couldn't breathe as everything but the thought of Malfoy's lips on mine had left me.
When he pulled back he breathed heavily,
"I shou…"
"Shh, I'm about to do something stupid too." I said silencing him and pulled his lips back into mine.
He responded instantly and eagerly and ran the tip of his tongue over my bottom lip, slyly asking for entrance, which I granted a moment later. He took this opportunity to use his tongue in the same manner he used his hands, softly caressing my mouth and almost memorizing it.
I couldn't help but moan quietly at the action that was sending sparks through my body. I kissed him back and tentatively touched his tongue with mine, which seemed to spark something in him as well as he began to kiss passionately once more.
When we broke slowly we were both panting and leaning our foreheads against each other in slight amazement.
"Well, yes…goodnight then?" I asked confused.
He looked around awkwardly and nodded his head. Slowly and cautiously we broke away from each other with confusion written all over our faces. With high-strung emotions, bellies full of heat and passion, we flittered off to sleep.