The Whirlwind Romance- Ginny and Draco together part II
A/N: I did not abandon it! This chapter is one of my absolute favorites and so it required a little more finesse than the others. I listened to Michael Buble's 'Home' while writing it as you'll see below. Enjoy!
May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
-Home, Michael Buble
She didn't know when it happened. But somehow something other than quidditch had weaseled its way into her brain. Ginny looked to the window, choosing to ignore the picturesque country setting flying past her vision, instead choosing to focus on a raindrop. She followed its path until it dripped past her line of sight on the window. She repeated the process each time, choosing a worthy raindrop and following it out of sight. Ginny's eyes followed a drop over and over until she grew even more bored, if that was possible.
Ginny exhaled deeply, fogging up the disturbingly clean window, no doubt polished many times over by the all but invisible house elves who kept the train tidy. The truth was Ginny was restless. Quidditch didn't quite scratch the itch like it once upon a time. She remembered finding it glamourous to hop from city to city, train to hotel, pitch to party with a group of women she considered a second family.
But now, Ginny just wanted to go home. She knew that wasn't exactly it. If Ginny was honest with herself, she realized she wanted Draco. She missed him. She didn't know when it happened but he'd became an almost all consuming presence in her mind. She found it impossible to devote herself to a task. She thought of his ability to conjure seemingly useless facts when she let her mind wander in the shower, of his strong capable yet caring hands as she threw her broom into a dive, his sweet kisses as she downed water after practice. No thought was safe from interference by Draco.
And it was starting to show. Ginny could feel her teammates observing her more often. Worry peppered their brows as they looked deeply into her eyes asking the perpetually annoying question "are you okay?" Of course she was not okay. But how do you explain that you desperately want a man who you are not supposed to desperately want?
She wanted Draco like a thirsty man in the desert in need of an oasis and it wasn't as though she could just leave the team to go to him. It was uncommon, practically an unwritten rule, for women on the team who didn't have a family to up and leave the road for anything that wasn't an emergency.
What's more, she'd made a silent commitment to the team as one of their lead chasers to be there for them. What would it look like for her to take a break just because she badly wanted to spend with her boyfriend, if she could even call him that?
The migraine that always seemed to appear behind the bridge of her nose whenever she approached this vein of thought was beginning to rear its ugly head. Ginny closed her eyes and pinched the column of her nose between her index finger and her thumb, gently rubbing up and down in the hopes of soothing it before it fully developed. She soon fell into a fitful sleep dreaming of talking house plants, crème brule and platinum hair.
She woke feeling marginally refreshed just in time to hear her team mates grabbing their stuff from the overhead compartments. Ginny pulled the hood of her sweatshirt up, both to hide her sleep mussed hair and discourage conversation and grabbed her bag to join the shuffle off the train.
Ginny's melancholy mood brightened immensely upon discovering at their arrival that their hotel had a lobby floo connection. When she first began traveling with the team, Ginny was surprised to learn that floo availability was uncommon and sparse at best. Often they would go days at a time without access because even in high end hotels fireplaces were becoming more and more obsolete as many international wizards were choosing to adopt muggle technology.
Ginny made a mental checklist of who she needed to toss a note to as she made her way from the lobby to her room. Since, they very well couldn't care for owls on the road, there were quite a few people she needed to get in contact with.
A few hours later, found Ginny straddling her broom midair as she leisurely ran through warm up drills with her partner Angelina. Her sister-in-law had become her official-unofficial partner after the team realized she was the only one who could put up with Ginny's erratic mood swings of late. She carefully aimed the quaffle with her left hand releasing it to Angelina with a practiced ease. The sun had come out making it difficult to see around its glare.
With her hands free, Ginny shielded her eyes and surveyed her fellow chasers. With Gwen working with the new second string seeker, responsibility for the chasers fell to Ginny. She scanned the ground looking for Lydia, the equipment manager who promised to bring out more balls for the girls.
She squinted to combat the sun looking for a hint of Lydia's shiny chestnut locks. A glimmer of white near the ground caught her eye. She squinted her eyes and leaned on her broom a bit.
Without hesitation, Ginny dove straight down, forcing her broom to fly as fast as possible. She jumped from her broom when she reached a safe distance to the ground, tossing it as though it hadn't cost the amount of galleons her father had once worked a year to make. Ginny took off at a sprint working her muscles to their limit. She just could not seem to reach the locker room fast enough. She didn't have to.
She collided with Draco with a thud, throwing her arms and legs around him as she jumped into his arms. He wrapped an arm tightly around Ginny's waist as the other ran over her hair. She inhaled deeply as she shoved her face into Draco's neck. Ginny nearly felt faint as the mere smell of him triggered months of memories. She was sure her knees would have given way if she was not so tightly ensconced in Draco's arms. She buried her face deeper into his neck to hide the tears that she could feel rising to the surface as a tight knot formed in her throat, making it almost impossible for her to swallow.
"What are you doing here?" she mumbled into his neck when she felt she could finally talk without bursting into a fit of tears.
"Long story," he replied simply. He continued stroking her hair. She finally pulled back to look at him and felt the tears she'd been holding unleash. He couldn't help but smile at his overly emotional girlfriend as he placed an easy kiss on her lips, amidst catcalls from her friends. Remembering where she was she attempted to wiggle her way from Draco's arms, in a last ditch attempt to maintain a professional air, but he held firm and walked to the locker room with her legs around his hips.
"Where are we going, Dray?"
"Home," he responded. The thought of either of their flats made her heart flutter. After weeks of traveling, she was finally going home. She sighed heavily, trying to keep from bursting into a second wave of tears.
"How?" she asked, reminding herself how unholy it was for a "single" harpy to leave the road.
"Long story," he replied again, brushing off her concern. She blinked several times, adjusting her eyes to the darker lighting of the empty locker rooms. She looked at him amazed before the familiar feelings of longing hit her like a tidal wave. She missed him all this time and now he was here. Actually here. With her.
She reached for the nape of his neck and pulled him down for a hard kiss, now that they were no longer in front of her team mates. She found herself practically trying to devour him as her tongue slipped into his mouth. She bathed his tongue in her own as she clenched his crisp white oxford between her quidditch calloused fingers.
He kissed her back with equal measure. In that moment, Draco was positive that he knew what starvation felt like. He'd been deprived of Ginny and her gentle spirit for far too long. He wrapped his arm tighter around Ginny's slender waist and used the other hand to release her vermillion waves from their tied prison. He scrubbed her newly relinquished scalp with his fingers and used his grip to bring her closer still.
"Draco," she gasped through their tangled kisses. "Home. Now."
He wasted no time, getting them to the private floo on the other side of the locker room. He released her just long enough to yell "Draco Malfoy's flat" and vanish in a torrent of emerald flames.
Ginny followed so quickly, they practically fell onto Draco's living room floor together. Wasting no time, they reached for each other, resuming their embrace. He gently pressed his lips to hers before sweeping his tongue into her mouth. A raspy accusing noise left Draco when he realized he could smell Ginny, all light, warmth, and sunshine and a smell uniquely her.
He rolled smoothly on top of her never breaking their embrace. His hand slipped beneath the hem of her shirt, gently grazing her warm soft belly, eliciting a moan from Ginny. Her hips began to unconsciously roll in anticipation. Draco could not get enough of Ginny as he helped her to sit up so he could remove her shirt and sports bra, grateful that she wasn't practicing in full pads and gear.
His eyes immediately devoured her newly exposed skin and so did his hands follow. His hands were everywhere as he caressed the curves he hadn't seen in weeks. He took her full, plush right breast in his hand, squeezing it, groping it, molding it, telling Ginny in a language as old as time that he missed her. She mewled as he began greedily sucking her unprotected left nipple. It pebbled as he cherished it, clenching it gently beneath his teeth while flicking it with his tongue. He fluctuated back and forth making sure than neither of her rosy buds was ignored.
She shivered and grasped his sunshine warmed hair, while trying to wrap her legs around the nearest part of his body. She shifted a bit, trapping one of his legs between her own. She rubbed the apex of her legs against his, begging for friction where she needed it most.
Draco wrapped his arm around her waist and rotated them so that Ginny was straddling his hips. Holding tightly to her, he shifted them so his back leaned against the front of his sofa, providing support. He wrapped his hand around Ginny's neck, so he could drop hasty kisses from her mouth, to her ear, to her pulse point, as his other hand continued to stoke her curves.
The constant stream of stimulation was too much for Ginny. She pushed his hands away only to pull him tightly to her for another kiss. She pressed so close, the rough material from his oxford shirt rubbed against her already overly sensitized nipples. She hissed into his open mouth and grabbed handfuls of platinum locks in an effort to get even closer. She began grinding her hips against his growing erection as she pelted his lips with a barrage of whispers. It took Draco a second to shake the fog of arousal and interpret the word.
"More. More. More. More."
He obeyed her request. He reached between them and unbuttoned her trouser before slipping his hand into them. She lifted a bit to assist him as he quickly reached inside her knickers and found the place that demanded his attention.
She was sleek and scorched from her nectar. Draco decided to forgo the introduction and easily slipped two fingers into Ginny's wetness. She whined and bit his lip as her fluttering cashmere walls gripped him unapologetically. She braced her hands on his shoulders and began furiously grinding against Draco's fingers.
Ginny was enlivened as he forcefully stroked her center. She crushed herself against his digits in an effort to reach her peak. It felt so incredibly good to have hands that were not her own diligently tending to her satisfaction. But it wasn't enough.
"MorePlease,moreMoreMorePleaseMore," she said her words running together.
"Tell me what you need, love?" Draco asked. He could sense her mounting frustrations but couldn't seem to find the sources. Ginny was too flustered to give a legitimate answer and could only seem to beg for more of the unknown.
Without warning, Ginny stood, removing herself from Draco's hands and his hold. Her movements were erratic and restless as she swiftly shimmied out of her trousers and knickers. Draco watched her with bated breath and raised eyebrows as she rushed to undo his belt and zipper. His angry, veined erection sprang free of his trousers. Without pause, she once more straddled him and sank onto his manhood.
"Oh shit." Draco hissed, grabbing her hips. Ginny clenched her teeth and placed a hand on her stomach at the feel of his entire member inside her petite entrance. She shrieked as she immediately began riding him, not giving herself a second to adjust. It had been far too long and she needed it. Now!
Ginny felt compelled by her passion as she pushed Draco from leaning on the sofa to the carpeted floor. She braced her hands on his chest allowing the curtain of her blazing red hair to fall around. Sweat pooled on the skin of her velvety lower back as she jerked her hips against Draco's.
Draco sat back taking in the image of the beautiful girl astride him. She was positively feral as she undulated above him, reaching for the pinnacle of her pleasure. He watched mesmerized by the frenzied rise and fall of her pelvis as her abyss continuously swallowed his cock. He rested his hands on her hips and allowed her to do what she will.
But it wasn't enough. Whatever she was doing wasn't enough. Ginny was so frustrated. She finally got what she wanted and it wasn't enough. She looked into Draco's eyes attempting to convey her anxieties.
"PleaseDracoPlease," she begged, not slowing down, needing release.
"What, beautiful?" he said bracing himself on his elbows so he could cup her face in both hands. She moaned in distress, unable to convey exactly what was going wrong.
She needed to cum.
She needed him to make her cum.
"Help me," she whimpered. Draco finally understood. He hushed her before halting her impatient movement.
"Calm. You're okay," he whispered He gently began guiding her, canceling out the frenetic energy from before. He guided her up, down, up down, forward. He set an easy rhythm, while encouraging Ginny who looked as if she were going to cry. He slowly increased the tempo before releasing her hips so his hands would be free. Cupping her neck, Draco brought her down for a kiss while his other hand settled between her legs to tweak the button that would bring her to completion.
He reached between her legs and rubbed her clit. She was positively soaked. Ginny shivered as Draco tweaked, pulled, smashed and pluck the little nub of nerves. She rocked against his hand, and tried to focus on keeping her frustration at bay. She wanted him and waited for him for so long and now she couldn't even find completion.
"Hey, pretty girl. Stay with me," he whispered in her ear, sensing her distraction. He hushed her once more before increasing the speed of the hand rubbing her. Ginny groaned loudly as she could feel the ballooning of pleasure in her lower abdomen.
"So close," she whined as she slammed her eyes shut. She wrapped her arms around his shoulder and buried her face in his neck. Before, without any warning, she bit down on Draco's shoulder as her body tipped over the precipice. She let out a keenly wail as shivers wracked her entire body.
"Good girl," he cooed before thrusting a few times and allowing himself to follow her. Spent, Ginny lay on top of Draco's chest with his softening member inside of her. He rubbed unbroken circles onto the sweaty, velvety skin of her lower back as she collected herself.
"You, okay?" he asked tipping her face up. She nodded before laying her head back on his still clothed, damp chest.
"I didn't even get your clothes off," she said into the fabric. Draco chuckled, noticing for the first time that he was in fact, still fully clothed. "I missed you," she said even softer still. He smiled.
"I know. Gwen told me."
"Are you ever going to tell me how you got her to let me go?"
"Probably not"
"Just checking. C'mon let's get up. We can't spend all day here."
A/N: This was a long one. It took me a long time to write this one. As usual, I shied away from the smut even though it definitely has its place in this fic. I know this chapter cuts off a bit abruptly but it would have been entirely too long if I continued on. I will try to do better on the updates from here on out. I have the entire rest of the fic outlined so it shouldn't take nearly as long. I am also updating several other fics at the same time. Feel free to check those out if this one takes too long for you.
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