It was the day before Valentine's Day and Astoria spent most of it trying to look her best. Draco had promised to take her out for the holiday, saying that they would go today rather than tomorrow since Valentine's Day fell on a school day and he "wanted to spoil her for as long as possible." So there she was, her hair curled in a smooth, low ponytail with deep red lipstick and sparkling eyes. She wore a simple, sleek black dress with a high neck and low back that accentuated her curves. The black heels she wore made her short legs look long and elegant. Everything was perfect.

Except one thing.

For some reason, Daphne had come in and used the last of her perfume and now Astoria was left panicking while she tried to find something else to wear. But since Aria and Theo made up two months ago, her friend rarely kept any of her stuff in their room.

"Oh, Merlin," Astoria fretted. "Am I just supposed to smell?" No. That simply would not do, not on this important day in their relationship.

Still panicking, Astoria ignored the knock on the door. It was probably Draco here to fetch her for their date, a date she simply couldn't go on smelling like this. "Astoria, my love, are you ready?" he whispered into the door.

"No!" she called as the frustration overcame her. Two women in one room and no perfume? This was ridiculous. "I'm not going."

At first, there was no response. Astoria wondered if he just gave up and left, which really didn't seem like Draco. But after a moment, she heard the click of a lock and there he was, striding inside, a pin in his hand like he picked the lock she placed an anti-alohamora charm on. He looked so handsome in his black suit, not a single white hair out of place. His grey eyes looked stormy with a little frustration but it didn't show on his face. "Darling, what is this about you not going? I had a wonderful evening planned for the two of us."

"I don't have any perfume, Dray, and I am not going on a date smelling!"

He muttered something under his breath while pinching his forehead between his fingers. Finally, he said, "My love, why didn't you say so earlier? Come on."

"What? No!" But he was grabbing her hand and pulling her anyway, dragging her down the hall to the boys' dormitories. Before long, they were walking into his room. Draco took long steps toward a drawer on the edge of the room, digging through it momentarily before pulling out a small gold bottle with a triumphant grin on his face.

"This perfume, darling?" he drawled.

Her eyes widened. "How do you have that?"

He walked over to her, a confident smirk still on his face, before spritzing the spray all over her. "My love, my entire being is devoted to you. If you thought I didn't know everything about you, you are sorely mistaken. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't have everything my girl needs?"

A gentle smile took over her face while she watched him stare at her with adoration. He held out his arm before saying in his rich voice, "Now, may we go to dinner?"

Her smile only widened as she accepted her arm. "Yes, Draco. We may."

. . .

When Draco had originally told her that he was taking her to dinner for Valentine's Day, Astoria thought that he meant dinner in Hogsmeade. It was what most students did for the holiday—for most of their dates, really—so she honestly expected him to do the same. But as Draco led her down the long Hogwarts hallways, she realized that he wasn't leading her toward the path.

"Where are we going, Dray?" she asked but he only shushed her with a wry grin. Finally, they reached a...

Blank wall.

"Are you pulling a prank on me?" she asked, staring warily at the bricks she had seen mean many times.

"Nope," he said calmly. "Just wait, my love." Then, he stepped back and began to pace around the hallway, muttering to himself under his breath. Has he gone mad? she wondered as she watched it all. I don't think he's taken a bludger to the head but maybe he has.

Finally, when Astoria was convinced that her boyfriend was insane, she began to hear a clicking sound. Suddenly, the wall began to shift right in front of her, revealing a wood door that had definitely never been there before.

Her eyes widened. "Draco, what is this?"

"Come on, my love," he said instead, holding out his hand for her to take. Without hesitation, Astoria accepted it and allowed him to lead her into the room.

When she finally saw where he had brought her, she gasped. The room was large with dozens of twinkling lights dotted through climbing vines that covered the city. Red and pink flowers in the shape of hearts grew from the vines while soft violin music played from somewhere she couldn't see. In the middle of it all stood a table with candles and dinner on elegant plates.

"Draco," she breathed as she took it all in. "This is wonderful."

He wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her cheek. "Happy Day Before Valentine's Day, my love," he murmured.

She grinned and kissed him back. "Happy Day Before Valentine's Day, Dray."

. . .

Draco's plan for a date in the Room of Requirement was going better than he planned. He was worried at first about Astoria's reaction to a night in, especially when it was clear that she expected to go to Hogsmeade. But Draco figured that though they were comfortable in their secret relationship, that didn't mean it was time for others to find out. And by others, he meant her sister.

So he brainstormed ways to have a wonderful night in while also keeping their relationship hidden. Hence the Room of Requirement. It not only gave them a picturesque (and private) setting but also prepared dinner and provided the music of violins serenading them while they ate. Plus, Draco noticed a bed in the corner should they decide to... go a little further.

Astoria smiled at him as she ate the last of her chocolate-covered strawberries. Merlin, she was so beautiful. The berry stained her lips a glossy red. He felt his eyes darken and his dick harden as she swiped her tongue across them to get a stray bit of chocolate. Draco shifted so his erection wasn't as noticeable. But that appeared to be a mistake because Astoria's eyes darted to his engorged member almost immediately. He watched as her green eyes widened with lust.

"Are you alright, my love?" he asked in a husky voice. She wants to wait until marriage. Calm yourself. Malfoys should have more control. But that was easier said than done when Astoria was looking at his cock like it was another strawberry to devour.

"Draco," she whispered, eyes darting up to his. "Draco... I need you."

Fuck. That was all he needed to lose control. He jumped out of his seat and grabbed her, pulling her to him in a searing kiss that left him breathless. Hungrily, Draco's tongue entered Astoria's mouth. He tasted chocolate and strawberries, smelled her delicious scent of strawberries and clean linens. Draco pulled her to his lap and practically groaned at the way she was rubbing herself on him. "My love. My Astoria."

"More," she rasped against his mouth. Draco began to trail kisses down her neck, leaving a wave of heat wherever he touched. She threaded her small fingers through his hair and sighed. "More, Draco, I need more."

"I'll give you what you need, baby. Just tell me." Swiftly, Draco tore the black dress off her body and discarded it on the floor. He grabbed her delicious ass and stood, his mouth never leaving her neck as he carried them to the bed. Then, he sat down, his body careful not to crush her as he hovered over her.

Draco's lower body didn't seem to get the memo that Astoria didn't want sex. It rubbed against her, loving the way his thick cock made her writhe under him. He pulled away only to take off his trousers and shirt before throwing them somewhere in the vicinity of the dress. Now, only three little pair of undergarments stood between his body and hers.

"You look so sexy in green lace," he growled as he stared at her perfect body on the bed. Draco had seen Astoria naked many times and yet every time felt like the first. Her round tits, tiny waist, it all called to him. He especially loved to place his lips on the little freckle on the inside of her thighs. In fact, he was going to do it now.

Astoria moaned with frustration as he kissed the little dot. He just grinned devilishly and stared up at her. "Eager, darling?"

"Yes, Draco. Please. I need you." Well, he didn't need to be told twice. What kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn't satisfy his girlfriend's every desire?

Draco pulled her underwear down her hips before placing his lips on her dripping core. She arched her back off the bed at the feeling of his lips parting through her folds. Screw dinner. She tasted far better than any food on Earth. Like his own little personal dessert just waiting to be devoured.

Soon, he was pumping two fingers in and out of her tight channel. Astoria moaned before crying out, "Stop, Draco, stop!"

He obeyed instantly, his body immediately flooding with concern. Did he hurt her? Did she not want this? Did he do something wrong?

But Astoria simply said, "I need more, Draco. I need all of you."

Shivers wracked through his body at the idea of taking her here and now. He was already picturing the different positions he could put her in, the ways he could make her scream his name. But Astoria had always said she wanted to wait until marriage and he was more than ready to respect her wishes. "Are you sure, baby?" He asked, nuzzling her neck. "I thought you wanted to wait. I don't want you to feel rushed or pressured. We have all the time in the world."

She gazed into his eyes and nodded, no sign of wavering in her steely resolve. "I'm sure, Dray. We'll get married eventually. Why wait when I want you now?"

Perhaps a better man would have refused her for her own good. But Draco never claimed to be a good man and he never would be, not with his girlfriend sitting wet and ready beneath him. He kissed her cheek and whispered, "As long as you are sure."

"I'm sure, Dray. Very sure."

He swore he could feel his cock pulse in anticipation. Draco pulled down his underwear before undoing the clasp in her bra. There was nothing between them anymore, nothing except desire.

He swallowed, knowing he at least needed to get out a few words before his mind was lost in the clouds of fucking Astoria Greengrass. "I-I'm clean," he stuttered through the lust. "I got tested last spring and haven't been with anyone since."

She nodded. "I'm not ovulating."

Why was it that the idea of her ovulating made him horny? Was he insane? "I'll pull out anyway... Are you sure about this? You can say no. You can say no anytime, Astoria, and I won't be disappointed."

She just quirked a lip. "Very sure. Now, are you going to fuck me or not?"

Instead of answering with words, Draco decided to poise his cock at her entrance and thrust it in one little inch. Astoria gasped and clenched automatically. Jesus fucking Christ and all that is holy. Was this what sex with someone you loved felt like? It was bloody incredible.

"I'll go slow," he murmured into her ear, tucking a piece of black hair behind her ear. Then, knowing that he would want to grip it later, he took the band out of her ponytail and let the locks fall free. "You let me know if it hurts, alright?"

She nodded eagerly so Draco thrust in a little further. Astoria's hands shot up to his shoulders and squeezed tightly. He watched as tears filled her eyes. "It hurts," she whimpered.

He cupped her cheek again. "Hey. Eyes on me." Her green eyes darted to her own and Draco felt his heart clench at the pain clearly written on them. Damn it. Why didn't he find some potion or something that would have made her first time easier? He kissed her softly and said, "I'll take care of you, my love. Just trust you."

Astoria whimpered again. "I trust you, Draco."

That was all he needed to remove his dick and thrust it into her again. Slowly, steadily, Draco pumped in and out of her, going a little further each time. His eyes stayed firmly on hers and he watched as the pain turned to pleasure, felt as her pussy opened up a little more for him, heard the little moaning breaths he so adored. "That's it, baby. You can do it. You can take it."

It wasn't long before Astoria began to moan loudly, clutching at his shoulders while he felt heat build up and up in his body. "Fuck, Astoria. You feel so good. So perfect for me."

Her eyes rolled back in her head. "More, Draco, more." His thrusts became faster, harder, until all he could hear was her high-pitched breaths and the slapping of their skin together. This was his darling, his Astoria. And fuck she felt incredible.

"Draco, I-I'm about to—" She cut herself off with another moan.

"Wait for me, darling. You can hold off a little longer."

Astoria shook her head back and forth. "No, I can't. It feels too good."

Well, if it wasn't her tight pussy clenching around him that made him come undone, it was the stroke of his ego that did it. Draco had to force himself to pull out just in time to watch his seed spray all over his stomach. Astoria writhed in pleasure, her own orgasm taking hold of her.

As if knowing they would need this, the Room of Requirement had left a towel on the nightstand next to the bed. Panting, Draco grabbed it and used it to wipe the come off her stomach before collapsing on top of her, burying his face in between her breasts. "That was fucking incredible," he murmured against her skin, turning his head to lay a soft kiss on her nipples.

"Yeah," she breathed.

Draco leaned back to look into her eyes, kissing her softly. "Are you alright? Do you still hurt? Do you need anything?"

Her eyes glinted with the mischievousness he had always loved. "I could go for another round."

He grinned. "Fuck, I love you."

Guys, I'm screaming because I wrote this IN PUBLIC. I'm just sitting here with my tea writing a fucking sex scene like it's an email or something. Lol I crack myself up. Have a good night (or day depending on when you read this) xx