POISON IVY & SPIDER WEBS
By Clara and Evil
CHAPTER 4
Clara was pacing in front of the seventh floor tapestry at five minutes before ten...back and forth, back and forth, concentrating on a room she wanted and not being able to decide on the details. She took her pocket watch out of her school robes, looking at the time and wondering if Malum would be there or if he had changed his mind. What am I doing here? Do I really want this? Why do I feel like that towards him? she was asking herself, passing her hand through her hair as she paced.
Malum wanders up to the seventh floor, going towards the tapestry quietly. As he sees Clara, he wonders curiously why she is pacing and then grins, saying "You know, all that pacing could send you insane."
Clara looked up and grinned back. "All this pacing is going to give us a room away from prying eyes," she replied quietly and giggled as the Room of Requirement seemed to have found something suitable and according to Clara's wishes. "Hurry up," she said and dragged him inside the room.
It was a cosy chamber with a big, fluffy sofa in front of a fireplace, a table on the side and two armchairs. "Seems like I haven't lost my touch!" Clara declared amused and smiled to Malum while trying to keep her stomach still as the fluttering feeling was back again.
Malum glances around and says "Now this does look nice, I thought this place was just something the adults made up to make their children happy." And then he glances back at Clara, smiling and moves towards her slowly.
"Nope, it really exists," Clara muttered, watching Malum intently, unable to move. "My legal guardian told me about it and how it works..."
"Well that is helpful of them to tell you, it's a good idea actually," agreed Malum quietly, sliding one of his arms round Clara's waist and looking at her with a smirk.
Clara looked at his arm moving, then back at him, pacing forward to glue herself to him, her cheeks flushed when she felt his lower body against hers. She used her hands to slowly make his school robes glide down his shoulders, and then undid his tie slowly.
Malum slides his hands up her spine lightly, going up until they rest on her shoulders, leaning his head forward to capture her lips in a deep kiss and shifting his shoulders so his robes come off easily to help her.
Clara moaned against his lips, sliding her tongue inside his mouth while her shaking hands undid his shirt buttons and opened it. She felt his hot skin under her fingers, passed them along his nipples in a light touch, then down his stomach. Her hands slid along his sides, tracing a line up his back while her head was spinning at the sensations that passed through her. She broke the kiss and looked at Malum with wide, questioning eyes, breathing fast.
Malum nods at Clara with a glint of mischievousness in his eyes, moving his hands to take her school robes off like she had done previously and glances down to admire her chest moving up and down with her fast breathing gleefully, his hands moving to slide down her spine quickly, resting his hands on her ass when he gets there.
Clara smirks at that gesture and pushes Malum towards the couch, taking off his shirt on the way and looking at his torso, licking her lips. "So, you're sure?" she asks him, placing a hand on his chest.
"I've never been more sure of anything else in my life," replied Malum to Clara with a grin, dropping down on the couch and pulling her with him, looking intently into her eyes. His hand moved up to cup her cheek.
Clara inhaled deeply, ignoring her inner voice of reason and allowing Malum to pull her with him. She lowered her mouth to his neck, sucking and teasing the skin while she used a hand to map his body, sliding it lower and lower until it reached the line of his pants. She moved her hand along his upper leg, tracing a line with her fingers until they touched his manhood that she squeezed gently through the fabric.
Malum moans lowly, his hips subconsciously raising up to meet Clara's touch as he wraps his arms around her, trailing his hands down her back. Then he grabs hold of her butt cheeks and gives them a squeeze.
Clara doesn't give him time to get used to holding her as she slides down his chest, placing feverish kisses on his skin, down to his belly button. Her mouth then returns to his neck briefly before locking with Malum's lips while her hand teases him through the pants with slow, pressured movements.
Malum groans in pleasure from the feelings coursing through his body as he kisses Clara passionately in response when her lips on his, his hands sliding underneath her shirt.
Clara takes off her shirt to give him better access, letting him take care of her bra. She looks at him smiling, her face flushed and slowly takes off his belt, opening his trousers. Then, she leans back on him and her lips find his again, her tongue flickering inside his mouth while her hand snakes inside the trousers.
Malum runs his hands up to her bra strap and undoes it quickly, pulling it off of her as his tongue meets hers, kissing her deeply. Then his hands move round to the front of her and cup her breasts, fingertips lightly running along her nipples.
At that Clara presses her breasts against his hands with a deep moan and her hand grabs his cock firmly, stroking it with pressure. When she sees the clothes get in her way, she stands and takes them off Malum, looking at him all flushed. "You don't think we're going too fast, do you?" she asks.
"No, I don't," muttered Malum in response with an ecsatic moan in pleasure, squeezing her breasts firmly as his legs entwined with hers. As he does that he leans forward and kisses her fervently.
Clara smiled against his lips then kissed him back with equal passion, her hand now moving freely and teasing his erection. She felt her entire body was on fire and moaned deeply, moving her mouth from his lips to his neck, then his nipples.
Malum thrusts his hips subconsciously when the teasing affects him, letting out an excited sound as he lowers his hands to Clara's waist, tugging the rest of her clothes downwards to take them off quickly, his lips moving to her neck and kissing her firmly on it.
Clara stopped what she was doing for a moment, allowing him access to remove the clothes. Then, she snuggled back next to him, pressing her naked body against his and lowering her neck to his lips, her hand moving to cup his back and sliding down in soft caresses while she tried to breath at a normal pace.
Malum runs his hands all over Clara's naked body, wanting to feel every part of her with interest, his head leaning sideways to give her better access, moaning softly in pleasure. He then leans his face against her shoulder, biting down on it gently.
"Oh, Merlin..." Clara whispers when she feels his teeth on her skin, his hands all over her. She shifted her body so she would be on top of him and looked at him, breathing fast as her legs slid on his sides. "Malum...I'm not usually like this...but I want you so bad..." she whispered.
"I like it...I want you more than anything, I can't get enough of you" whispered Malum softly, his hands moving to grip her sides and pulling her close, watching her intently with desire for more.
Clara placed her hands on his shoulders and moved her lower body forward, making his cock slide inside her slowly, arching her back forward and closing her eyes at the feeling.
Malum gasps in pleasure, pushing his hips up so he slides deep inside her, wanting to get in as far as possible, tightening his grasp onto her hips, moaning deeply.
Clara looks down at him, biting her lower lip as her body starts rocking back and forth with deep, slow thrusts. She takes one of his hands and places it at the base of her neck, pressing herself onto him harder and harder, allowing a whimper of pleasure to escape her mouth.
Malum matches the speed of Clara's thrusts, groans of ecstasy coming from him, holding onto her neck tightly, starting to move harder against her at the same time, unable to contain his pleasure that he feels, and watching her intently.
Clara's legs grip tighter around Malum's sides and she uses her hands to lift his upper body to her, kissing him passionately and moving faster and deeper. "More, Malum...more..." she says in a husky voice.
Malum responds quickly, kissing Clara back with equal force, thrusting into her fast and deep, muttering "Oh...yes, Clara," moving in her deeply, enjoying the moist feeling inside her with a loud moan.
Clara moves her mouth to his shoulder, biting it hard as her body convulsed against him and she moaned deeply, but didn't stop moving her lower body. She wraps her arms around his shoulders for balance, resting her forehead against his as she pants and keeps thrusting deeply.
Malum thrusts his cock hard in her with swift movements, his hand moving into her hair, pushing her head against his shoulder. He moans as he slides his free hand round to her front, trailing his fingertips along her bare stomach slowly.
Encouraged by Malum, Clara kisses, licks and bites his shoulder again and again, her inner muscles squeezing his hard member as she comes and her stomach feeling electrified at his touch. She moaned deeply as the pleasure invaded her, clinging to Malum.
Malum moans loudly as he comes with Clara, starting to thrust in her quickly during the climax, pulling her to him tightly, holding onto her. The feelings start to overcome him as he kisses her on the lips with fiery passion.
Clara kisses him back desperately, moaning against his lips as she feels him come inside her. Once the wave of pleasure passed, she remains glued to him, hugging him and burying her face in his neck to inhale his scent. She didn't dare say anything, not wanting the moment to be ruined.
Malum wraps his arms around Clara gently, starting to relax in her embrace, leaning his face close to her hair, staying silent to let the moment continue, not wanting it to end, breathing in slowly.
After a while, Clara moves her head and looks up at Malum with a smirk on her lips. "Didn't think Gryffindor meant passionate all the way," she teased.
Malum winks at Clara with an amused smile on his lips and teasingly responds with "Oh, you haven't seen nothing yet."
"I sure hope not," Clara replied, grinning. "But I'm afraid we're going to have to explore your capacities some other time..." she added with regret in her voice.
Malum grins back at Clara and says "Well I can't show you everything in one go, got to keep some mystery about myself," waggling his eyebrows at her cheekily.
Clara chuckled at the gesture and pulled Malum in a kiss. "I certainly enjoy a good mystery, dear Gryffindor...and you are one for me," she whispered, looking in his eyes as she pulled off and bringing her leg up his side, across his stomach.
Malum watches Clara intently, looking deep into her eyes and whispers "Well I will continue to do so, besides you do fascinate me," his hand lifting up to cup her cheek gently.
"Do I? You'll have to tell me why one of these days, Malum..." Clara says and gets up, getting dressed. "Right now I have to go, my Potions study group won't be pleased that I'm so late," she added and walked to the door. "See you around," she told him with a wink and exited the door, giving him and his body one last glance before closing the door behind her.
She took in a deep breath and quickly made her way to the Dungeons, entering the deserted room she had been in earlier that week.
"Hey," she said to Scorpius, who was sitting in an armchair and twirling his wand.
"You're late...what happened?" the blonde said, raising an eyebrow when looking at her and wondering if she would lie to him.
"I got...detained," Clara said and took a sit across him, smirking. "Where are the others?"
Scorpius stood and walked to her, looking at Clara with a mix of pain, lust and sadness. "I sent them away...you're two hours late," he said sharply and leaned forward to her, closing one of her shirt buttons. "Kendrick?" he added.
"Yes...and sorry about that...I lost track of time," she replied with a sheepish smile, gulping as his fingers touched her and blushing madly.
"Oh, I know that! I saw you two get into the Room of Requirement," Scorpius said with a blank face, sitting back in the armchair and looking at Clara.
"Did you? And what were you doing there?" Clara asked, keeping an amused mask though she felt like sinking in her chair.
"Having a small chat with Potter, who was stalking his best friend," Scorpius drawled, smirking.
"Oh, Merlin! Potter was there too?" Clara said and covered her face, embarrassed.
"Yes, he was...So, tell me, did you have a good time?" the boy asked coldly.
"Scorp...don't..." Clara said with distress in her voice.
Scorpius sighed deeply, passing a hand through his hair. "I know we've decided to go on separate ways, Clar...but I worry about you, love!" he said and went next to her, taking her hands into his. "What will you do when he finds out? How will you manage the break up?" he added, cupping her burning cheek.
Clara shook her head, closing her eyes to prevent the tears. "I feel he's different, Scorpius...I feel I can trust him..." she whispered, leaning against his hand.
"If he hurts you, love..." Scorpius began his sentence.
"I know you're here for me," Clara interrupted him and smiled, looking in his frozen blue eyes.
"Come on, let's get back to our little game in the Common Room...act as if we had a fight," Malfoy said and kissed her forehead.
"Yes, Master," Clara said mockingly and stood, exiting the room behind Scorpius.
The Gryffindor Common Room
Malum made his way back easily to the Common Room but didn't expect his best mate to be up and waiting for him. He shot Albus a grin and sat next to him on the couch.
Albus looked at him intently. "You look thoroughly shagged, my friend," he whispered to Malum.
"Do I?" Malum replied with an innocent look, gathering his hair in a pony tail.
"I saw you...and so did Malfoy," Al said in a low voice, looking at the fireplace.
Malum gulped, thinking of Clara. "And why where you there?" he asked, bitterly.
"I am worried for you...you left without a word..." Albus replied, embarrassed and looked at Malum. "You seem alright though..."
"What were you thinking, Al? That she'll kill me or something? She's just a girl, for Merlin's sake!" Malum hissed, trying to keep his voice down so his house mates wouldn't wake up. He stood and looked down at his best friend.
"She's a Slytherin, Malum! Wake up and smell the roses! You cannot trust her...I understand if you're just fooling around with her; you know, just for sex...but you seem....in love!" Albus said desperately and stood too, raising his arms in the air.
"Stay out of this! PLEASE!" Malum said, pointing a finger at Albus and storming into the boys' bedroom.
Albus looked at his friend go and sighed deeply, sitting back on the couch and gazing at the flames, thinking of a new strategy and what to tell his cousin, Molly.
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