The Dance of Life

Miracle-writer

I was surprised at how many of you enjoyed this. I wasn't expecting to have to write another chapter. But dude is the pressure on. Just know that tomorrow I have a shit load of homework and can not allow myself to write. I enjoyed the reviews, and highly doubt anyone reads these author notes. I mean who would want to? You want to get right to the good stuff I know. So anyways.

NO I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER. But I do own Draco. In fact my name is branded into his ass in scrolly pretty purple letters... I wish.

Remember that this is rated M for a reason...

"I want to take a shower"

"so do I"

"Ok then, I will take a bath"

"I want to take a bath"

"No... you said you wanted to take a shower. I want to take the bath."

"Then I want to take a bath."

"BUT I SAID I WANTED THE BATH!"

"SO DO I!"

"FINE! I will be the bigger person and take the shower."

"My darling, you could not be cough the bigger person if you know what I mean. And I want the shower."

"WILL YOU MAKE UP YOUR GOD DAMN MIND ALREADY,DRACO!"

"I have. I thought a brain such as yourself could have figured out that where ever you go, I go."

"B-bu-"

"no, butts. I already have two..." he smirked as he slapped her's. "I've already seen you naked. hell, your standing here naked. Still! I want to be with you in the shower or in the bath. Just know that I shall follow. I don't care where." Draco said matter of factly, crossing his arms over his chest in a stubborn kind of way. She glared at him for a moment and was met with his smirk. She groaned, but walked over to her right where the shower was located.

She had been surprised as she walked into the heavenly bathroom. It was huge. There was a very large shower to her right, and a huge pool-like bath tub in the center of the floor. To her left were the sinks, towels and such. It was very modern. And very green. Silver accented the fixtures and the towels themselves were emerald green with a silver M embroidered on them.

She walked in, followed by a sexy God, and turned on the water. Super hot, hoping that he would leave. instead he grabbed the wash cloth from the little shelf, grabbed the soap and began washing her down. Allowing, when ever possible, to allow his fingers to trail across bare skin. She quacked in pleasure, her mind spinning lustfully around thoughts of his naked body entangled with her own.

And then she felt it. He had pressed her firmly against the wall, her face mere inches from his chest since he was taller. He lowered his face to hers, capturing her lips in his own. She groaned, trailing her hands from around his waist to his back-side, to his ahem front side, back up over his chest to where they rested themselves wrapped around his neck; her fingers lost in his hair. He groaned and lifted her up. Almost immediately her legs wrapped around his waist, as her breast trailed over his chest seductively. He purred as she began trailing her fingers over his sensitive ears. He pulled his mouth away from hers and trailed kisses down her neck to her collar-bone, continuing further. He slid her hot wet body further up the wall, her breasts meeting his face. He suckled one playfully, his teeth toying with her nipple. They hardened into peaks as he pressed deeper into her body, making her cry out in pain as she was pushed harshly into the wall. he continued licking her breasts and she moaned in pleasure.

"Do you like that?" he asked lowering his voice to tease her. She nodded slowly and waited for him to continue however, was left unsatisfied as he began focusing attention else where. She groaned her displeasure, but he spoke to her as if she were a child. "now Mione, we don't get everything we want in life, this you will soon learn." She sighed and allowed him to continue with his task. She soon felt his finger penetrate her nether lips and she arched into him playfully, informing him of her pleasure. She felt him smile against her breast as he stroked her over and over, wave after wave of pleasure soaking her body. And then she felt it coming. That release she hadn't know existed until last night. The place where she felt as if her mind was off, as if nothing else existed.

"Ughn! Don't stop Draco..." She cried out to him. he once again smirked, stroked her twice, and then pulled out. He dropped her to her feet and then proceeded out the shower.

She was flustered. Why hadn't it come? why hadn't that unmatchable and unique pleasure seep throughout her body? Why had he pulled his fingers out so early? She shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. She watched as he grabbed a towel off the rack and wrapped it around his waist. He looked over his shoulder and laughed at the look on her face.

"I told you , you can't have everything you want." she pouted at him and he laughed harder. "Nope, doesn't work sorry. try another guy." He threw a towel at her and proceeded back into the bedroom. She took the towel, and wrapped it hastily around her top. it was too small to wrap around her chest, so when she tucked in the end, it left a gaping whole that revealed the underside of her breast, and the majority of her leg. But she ignored it, following after her lover.

"W-why?"

"Why what?" he asked in response.

"Why did you tease me? Why couldn't you finish what you started?"

"Because I didn't want to. And I wanted to see that look on your face..."

She thought for a moment of one of his weaknesses. He was a male... with an ego. "Why not? Aren't you man enough to finish?"

He stopped. Turned to face her slowly, and before she knew it, found herself against the wall, her mouth covered by his. He kissed her with a passion that was untouched by anything she had previously experienced. And she felt herself victim to roaming hands as they tore at her towel, moving against her body, creating within her stomach a pool of butterflies that she wished so desperately to release. She moaned and groaned, and encouraged him to continue. He thrusted into her time and time again, reaching a pace that she couldn't believe to be human.

He had been angered by her insult. He had been so angry in fact, that he had the sudden urge to fuck her senseless. And so he did. he allowed his animalistic nature to get the better of him. Allowed his hands to bruise her hungrily tasting her flesh. But she moaned for him to continue and so, he did. He could not deny that he was being rough with her. He could not deny his need to feel dominant over her. So when they moved to the bed, he was on top. Holding her hips down as they wildly bucked up to meet his own. This wild ride of sex was so intoxicating. So lively. He could not get enough of her. She was a drug. And he was addicted. He couldn't satisfy his need for her. For her body, and ultimately, for her love.

I understand that this is a great deal shorter, but know that this was done as a last minute kind of thing. Again be aware that I may not be able to update until Monday, at which point I hope to have an actual story line… I don't want this to just be about wild sex, Don't you agree? No, you probably don't… ha-ha. But ok! I will try to have one by Monday ok? After I finish my homework! J J