Draco held her down, pressing his body weight into her shoulders. His finger traced down her cleavage "Late at night, will you over yourself to the Death Eater?" he asked seductively. Her eyes shut softly and the barrier between silence and breathless broke as she opened her mouth.
"Would he offer me his mouth?" Ginny asked with a slight smile. Draco smirked and broke off the first button of her blouse.
"Yes."
"Would he offer me," she gasped as his finger slide under another, tearing it from the cloth. "…his mind?" She asked opening her eyes and gazing down at his hands as he kneeled on top of her.
"Yes." he said leaning down and softly pressing his lips against her chest.
"Would he offer me his heart?" She asked clearly as Draco's hands began to trace down her body, sliding under her jeans.
"Yes." He replied once more as he began to undo her pants. He looked back up at her with a smirk and intense eyes.
"Again." She said louder this time, her own voice now echoing in her head. He paused and looked up at her, shocked by her demanding tone. She sighed and smiled herself as her body began to give in to its temptations. "Would he offer me is heart?"
His nose rose up devilishly as his smirk deepened "Yes." His voice now matching her own tone, loud and deep, full of passion and urge. With that her zipper came down.
"And would he die without me?" he looked back down to her pants as his hand began to trace her panty line.
"Yes."
Ginny paused, her body stopped moving and her breath ceased "And…does he love me?" she asked her voice increasingly softer. Draco's hand rose off of her body and she noticed a slight tremble in him as he sat up.
She gazed up at him for a while as his smirk faded and a frown borrowed into his crown. His eyes traced her as she lay there, perfectly still, her shirt undone and bottoms below her waist. He opened his mouth and whispered faintly with a slight quiver, "yes…" Her eyes fluttered shut and her mouth mimicked him as he leaned back down and put his lips onto hers carefully, kissing her softly and pulling at her lip as he moved away.
His breath was heavy on her face and she could feel heat off his skin as he kneeled on his elbows, his fingers wrapping through her hair. His own hair fell freely into his face, wet with thick sweat as was his brow and face. "Would you offer yourself to the Death Eater?" he asked again. Ginny looked down his bare chest and onto his arm where his Dark Mark had begun to burn brightly.
She smiled up at him after a few moments "Yes." Draco smiled brightly, laughing somewhat to himself.
"I bet you say that to all the boys."