Lie To Me by Br0ken.Dolly.x

Rating: R
Genres: Angst, Romance
Relationships: Draco & Ginny
Book: Draco & Ginny, Books 1 - 6
Published: 30/06/2006
Last Updated: 30/06/2006
Status: Completed

His lips enclosed around the sensitive part of her neck and bit hard. “Merlin, Gin, I’ve never
wanted someone so much.” . . .“Let me Ginevra, let me show you what you mean to me…” Her large
brown eyes caught his silvery depths and she nodded.




1. Lie To Me
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**Lie**

His lips enclosed around the sensitive part of her neck and bit hard.

“Merlin, Gin, I’ve never wanted someone so much.”

Ginny Weasley, fifteen year old Gryffindor Prefect squealed as a pair of long, graceful hands
trapped her waist and yanked her firmly into an empty room that was filled with large jewel
coloured cushions, fashioned from silk and laden across a large white furry mat which covered the
entire floor. A grand fire place blazed as though it had been crackling invitingly for hours…The
Room of Requirement…used last year for the DA meetings…if her brother knew what she were doing
now…with who…well, it wasn’t worth thinking about; she loved him. She was sure of it and this
time…this time, Draco Malfoy was allowed to have all of her.

She pushed herself away from him and lay back in a crater, fashioned of the many pillows, her
bare knees tickled by the fluffy mat below her…Ginny’s hair, so dark and silky, flamed about on the
dark green, purple and blue silks; looking exotic and glamorous with it’s ravishing scarlet tone.
Her pale skin was smooth and creamy as ivory, her cheeks dusted in a scarlet flush and sprinkles of
chocolate-like freckles decorated her porcelain canvas. Her tie was loose, almost falling out of
the knot she had neatly tied it in this morning, her shirt was rumpled - the bottom two buttons
already undone and her skirt rode up to her mid thigh, her legs bare from that point ‘til the tip
of her emerald lacquered toes.

She mewled cutely and Draco leant over her, his legs straddling either side of her thighs; he
kissed her plump lips hard, closed-mouth and firm. “You are the most beautiful woman, I know” she
felt herself redden; he had called her *woman*. To everyone else she was a petulant
*child*, an annoying *sister*, a good *student*, a cheeky *teenager*…to Draco -
she was a *Woman.* His hands deftly unhooked her tie and pulled the gold and red slither from
around her neck, lying it gently beside her head.

“Merlin made you for me, Ginny --- and oh *Agrippa*! --- I don’t deserve you.”

He kissed the hollow of her neck and she bought her hands up to massage the sides of his waist.
His fingers crawled up to her top button. “Let me Ginevra, let me show you what you mean to
me…”

Ginny’s eyes narrowed and she looked away…she was only fifteen…was she ready for that kind of
commitment? She knew Draco wouldn’t wait forever…they’d been seeing each other for a month now,
secretly, of course…and she knew that he would become bored with a red-haired *prude*. And
anyway…the night before she’d been thinking…she was in love with him…not Dean…not
Harry-bloody-Potter, but Draco Malfoy.

Her large brown eyes caught his silvery depths and she nodded.

He lovingly caressed the first button out of the hole, then the second, the third and the
fourth. He dropped the cotton material he had in his hands but did not make to take the shirt off
of her completely…simply left it hanging open, a slither of torso available to him, the valley of
her breasts in his view, iced deliciously with a dark purple brassiere. His hands touched her hips
unseeingly and he brushed the palms of his hand up to her collar bones, grazing the cups of her
silk bra as they did so, feeling her skin goose-pimple and shudder beneath his expert touch.

His hands pushed the white cloth off of her shoulders and down her arms until it lay useless and
surplus to requirement below her…she shied away to hide herself from him but he gripped her arms a
little firmer than necessary and heaved her arms to her sides once more…“Don’t hide yourself from
me, Ginny; you are breath-taking.” She ignored the itch in her fingers to gather up her blouse and
run for the door…he worshipped her, told her she was beautiful….he wanted her.

She felt her skirt being unzipped and could feel the material being extracted from her body
slowly, her muscular legs now fully revealed to the warm air; her knickers were a pair of bright
yellow lacy boy-shorts…clashing awfully with her dark amethyst bra and yet the contrast seemed to
work wonderfully. Draco allowed himself to look at her properly; she really was exquisite. She was
short and curvaceous, her legs strong from all the flying, he mused, and yet they were not
masculine, both moisturizer soft and sexy.

He placed his hands upon her ankles and pushed them up the length of her legs resting them on
top of the sunshine coloured material that separated his digits from her core. He looked into her
large, doe-innocent eyes.

“You -you do love me, yes, Draco?” she asked uncertainly…

He smiled slowly, rubbing her centre more firmly the middle finger of his right hand running the
length of her lips, pushing in slightly when he felt he should. “…you are so special to me Ginny…”
and before more words could be exchanged she forced herself up and smashed her lips to his.
Desperately she ripped off his tie and carelessly slung it over her shoulder, next was his
shirt….literally it was torn from his back and then he found her small, delicate fingers unzipping
his trousers and yanking them off of him…suddenly he was completely naked and was watching as she
took of her bra, her perky, full breasts pebbling, her nipples light pink and erect. Then her
knickers were pushed own her legs and thrown over the room.

Taking him quite by surprise she kissed him hard…she was kneeling and had her forehead to his,
her breath coming out in great pants…“So, show me how this works.”

0x-

He bit her ear lobe and she felt his teeth roughly travel down, nipping, across her neck, chest
and stomach; his tongue traced the prominent arc of her hip bones as she lay beneath him, relishing
his worship of her. His plump lips kissed the top of her pelvic region; teasing her. Ginny’s hands
were knotted in his hair, grazing his scalp with her long nails, her large, cherub lips opening and
shutting to let out breathy gasps and moans.

She tasted divine; her skin was pale, peachy and flawless, tasting sweet and smelling wholesome.
It sent chills through his frame at just how *good* she was. He had been right, she had been
worth the waiting for...

It hurt. She felt shooting hurts as he pierced her through her innocence and had to bite down
hard on his shoulder. Her cheeks steaming with her ears as she concentrated on the wall behind him.
. .looking for something, anything, to take away thoughts of the pain currently surging throughout
her. She felt as though she had been split right up the middle. But this was worth it, right? Draco
loved her, and this pain to give him - and ultimately her - pleasure was definitely worth it. Of
course it was. . .for love.

0x-

She lay on the cushions once more. Her entire body shone with a thin film of sweat, she was
clammy but deliciously so; she was tired and aching but in a contented, fulfilled way. Draco had
known exactly what to press, what to touch, how to feel his way around her. She had been treasured
and for once felt anything but second best.

Draco stood and collected up his clothes; *reparo*-ing his torn shirt, smirking at the
damage the small hellcat had inflicted. He glanced over his shoulder and saw her lying there, still
naked, her hair a fan of flame around her face, her left hand soft grazing her right arm, tickling
herself softly, soothing herself.

She caught his eye and leisurely smiled. “Draco . . ?”

“Umm?”

“Tell me something true.”

He looked at her for a second, “you’re no longer a virgin.”

She blushed a little and stood to find her clothes. She felt supremely unselfconscious of her
body, as she stood to pull on her yellow knickers and purple brassiere. Then her crumpled shirt and
school shirt, she loosely replaced the tie around her neck, then brushed her petite fingers through
her hair. She felt in a haze; it was so surreal.

Draco gave her one last look but before he could make to leave she said, “Draco. . .lie to
me.”

His hand settled on the door knob, he looked over his left shoulder, his silvery grey eyes
falling on the small *girl,* “. . .I love you.”

**End____**

**Author’s Note:** There we go.

From a Quote “Lie to Me, she said, I love you, he replied.” =]

Review for me? Loves you.

Tasha x



