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She was quite pleased with his reaction to her appearance, and turned the amused smile that threatened to ruin everything into a sly and seductive curl of her lips. She left the doorway of the bathroom, and sauntered over to where Draco lay on the bed, his gray eyes fixed quite hungrily on her ample bosom.
She got to where his feet were hanging off the end of the mattress, and climbed onto the bed, straddling his waist. Ginny let most of her weight fall on her knees, which were resting quite comfortably on the duvet cover, and leant over his upper torso, splaying her fingers over his chest. She dipped her head to the side of his neck, and kissed it softly, her tongue playing with his soft porcelain flesh.
Sliding her fingers over his chest, she let her hands move to his arms, pinning them down at the wrists. She licked his jaw line, from chin to ear, and bit his neck playfully.
Her administrations - more the fact that she was straddling him than anything - had Draco groaning.
"Mmmm..." she purred in his ear, "you taste so good..."
"I have plenty more tasty bits," he managed to reply, as she left her biting of his neck and turned her attentions upwards, raining feather soft kisses over his face before running her tongue over his lips, gently kissing the side of his mouth.
Perhaps, he thought hazily, as she kissed his lips lightly, tauntingly, he wouldn't have to figure out a way to get her in his bed.
She nibbled on his lower lip, biting down gently, then harder before releasing him. She released his arms, and sat back, resting more of her weight on him. His breathing was quickened, his muscles taut, and she could feel his arousal, judging by the stiffening in his pants near her backside.
He didn't want her to stop. But she released him nonetheless, and he let a soft groan of disappointment pass his lips.
"What was that for?" He asked, his voice not as smooth as it normally was. Ginny was quite pleased with her work.
"Wasn't it obvious?" She asked, pouting once more, looking quite put-out.
"Not really," he replied, reaching up and brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.
"It was a good night kiss," she explained, before slithering off him and landing lightly on her feet on the floor. She had returned to the bathroom before he could say anything, and emerged a moment later carrying her shower kit – which looked considerably larger than it had been earlier; he surmised that she had stuffed her clothes in it – and her shoes.
Rather than depositing the items on a chair, as he had presumed she would do, Ginny started towards the door to the hall.
"Where do you think you're going?" Draco inquired, sitting up and watching her quizzically.
"Back to my room," she answered, not looking back.
"I don't recall giving you permission to leave, Virginia."
She turned, and fixed him with a sweet smile.
"Well, I'm not staying here."
"Yes, as a matter of fact, you are," he replied, approaching her. She was a lot smaller, he noticed, without her shoes.
"But if I stay here, I won't get any sleep," she purred suggestively, looking up at him through her lashes.
He chuckled, and grasped her chin with his hand.
"Who said you needed sleep?" He asked, capturing her lips in a kiss.
She smiled against his mouth, and parted her lips when his tongue brushed her lower lip, begging entry. His tongue slid into the warmth of her mouth, and she let hers slide into his, as the kiss deepened.
Much to Ginny's vaguely realized horror, she was quite enjoying snogging Draco Malfoy. He released her chin, wrapping both of his hands around her waist, bringing her closer to him. Her arms slithered up his chest, and she wrapped them tight around his neck, bringing her lips closer still to his.
He ended the kiss, releasing her mouth, and causing a small moan of displeasure to leave her lips. He smiled smugly, his hands still wrapped around her waist.
"Still want to leave?" He asked, sliding his hands down to her rear, and squeezing lightly, causing a small gasp to part her lips.
"Yes," she answered coyly, unwrapping her arms from about his neck.
He sighed, and released her. Now that he had 'seen her in action' per se, when she was willing, he couldn't bring himself to take her if she was unwilling. He could hear his father's voice, and his own voice, inside his head, informing him that he was being a complete idiot, and she would be just as good of a fuck unwilling as willing.
She stood on her tiptoes, as his hands released her, and bit his neck once more.
"I'll see you in the morning," she whispered in his ear, before pulling away, picking up her things, and leaving his room.
A/N: It's a short chapter, I know, and I'm sorry. But the next one is sort of... monumental. And it sort of has to start when they're both alone in their own rooms. So...
Anyway. Mucho gracias to all of my wonderful reviewers, whom I love. *Beams*
She was quite pleased with his reaction to her appearance, and turned the amused smile that threatened to ruin everything into a sly and seductive curl of her lips. She left the doorway of the bathroom, and sauntered over to where Draco lay on the bed, his gray eyes fixed quite hungrily on her ample bosom.
She got to where his feet were hanging off the end of the mattress, and climbed onto the bed, straddling his waist. Ginny let most of her weight fall on her knees, which were resting quite comfortably on the duvet cover, and leant over his upper torso, splaying her fingers over his chest. She dipped her head to the side of his neck, and kissed it softly, her tongue playing with his soft porcelain flesh.
Sliding her fingers over his chest, she let her hands move to his arms, pinning them down at the wrists. She licked his jaw line, from chin to ear, and bit his neck playfully.
Her administrations - more the fact that she was straddling him than anything - had Draco groaning.
"Mmmm..." she purred in his ear, "you taste so good..."
"I have plenty more tasty bits," he managed to reply, as she left her biting of his neck and turned her attentions upwards, raining feather soft kisses over his face before running her tongue over his lips, gently kissing the side of his mouth.
Perhaps, he thought hazily, as she kissed his lips lightly, tauntingly, he wouldn't have to figure out a way to get her in his bed.
She nibbled on his lower lip, biting down gently, then harder before releasing him. She released his arms, and sat back, resting more of her weight on him. His breathing was quickened, his muscles taut, and she could feel his arousal, judging by the stiffening in his pants near her backside.
He didn't want her to stop. But she released him nonetheless, and he let a soft groan of disappointment pass his lips.
"What was that for?" He asked, his voice not as smooth as it normally was. Ginny was quite pleased with her work.
"Wasn't it obvious?" She asked, pouting once more, looking quite put-out.
"Not really," he replied, reaching up and brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.
"It was a good night kiss," she explained, before slithering off him and landing lightly on her feet on the floor. She had returned to the bathroom before he could say anything, and emerged a moment later carrying her shower kit – which looked considerably larger than it had been earlier; he surmised that she had stuffed her clothes in it – and her shoes.
Rather than depositing the items on a chair, as he had presumed she would do, Ginny started towards the door to the hall.
"Where do you think you're going?" Draco inquired, sitting up and watching her quizzically.
"Back to my room," she answered, not looking back.
"I don't recall giving you permission to leave, Virginia."
She turned, and fixed him with a sweet smile.
"Well, I'm not staying here."
"Yes, as a matter of fact, you are," he replied, approaching her. She was a lot smaller, he noticed, without her shoes.
"But if I stay here, I won't get any sleep," she purred suggestively, looking up at him through her lashes.
He chuckled, and grasped her chin with his hand.
"Who said you needed sleep?" He asked, capturing her lips in a kiss.
She smiled against his mouth, and parted her lips when his tongue brushed her lower lip, begging entry. His tongue slid into the warmth of her mouth, and she let hers slide into his, as the kiss deepened.
Much to Ginny's vaguely realized horror, she was quite enjoying snogging Draco Malfoy. He released her chin, wrapping both of his hands around her waist, bringing her closer to him. Her arms slithered up his chest, and she wrapped them tight around his neck, bringing her lips closer still to his.
He ended the kiss, releasing her mouth, and causing a small moan of displeasure to leave her lips. He smiled smugly, his hands still wrapped around her waist.
"Still want to leave?" He asked, sliding his hands down to her rear, and squeezing lightly, causing a small gasp to part her lips.
"Yes," she answered coyly, unwrapping her arms from about his neck.
He sighed, and released her. Now that he had 'seen her in action' per se, when she was willing, he couldn't bring himself to take her if she was unwilling. He could hear his father's voice, and his own voice, inside his head, informing him that he was being a complete idiot, and she would be just as good of a fuck unwilling as willing.
She stood on her tiptoes, as his hands released her, and bit his neck once more.
"I'll see you in the morning," she whispered in his ear, before pulling away, picking up her things, and leaving his room.
A/N: It's a short chapter, I know, and I'm sorry. But the next one is sort of... monumental. And it sort of has to start when they're both alone in their own rooms. So...
Anyway. Mucho gracias to all of my wonderful reviewers, whom I love. *Beams*