Relieve The Tension by Phantom Keeper

Rating: NC17
Genres: Romance
Relationships: Draco & Ginny
Book: Draco & Ginny, Books 1 - 6
Published: 02/01/2006
Last Updated: 02/01/2006
Status: Completed

“I’m married, Draco!” She exclaimed, flashing her wedding ring in Draco’s face. ... “Then why do
you come back almost every other night, Ginevra?” He questioned, grinning at her as he watched her
scramble for what was left of her clothes. | Slightly dark themes at beginning, HARD R/NC-17,
post-war.




1. Relieve The Tension
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Relieve The Tension by Ashley aka Phantom Keeper

“I’m *married*, Draco!” She exclaimed, flashing her wedding ring in Draco’s face. ... “Then
why do you come back almost every other night, Ginevra?” He questioned, grinning at her as he
watched her scramble for what was left of her clothes. | Slightly dark themes at beginning, HARD
R/NC-17, post-war. SPOILERS for HBP

This is what I get for listening to Esthero’s *If Tha Mood* on repeat for 4 hours.

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There was something animalistic about the few nights a week that they spent together. It
surpassed lust, but never reached love. For them, it was about filling the void left inside them at
the hand of Voldemort. He’d taken over for a brief time, before being brought down by Harry Potter,
and what was left of the light side of the wizarding world. The brief time had impacted everyone
for the worse though. Lives were shattered. People’s lives ended too soon.

Ginny Weasley lost half of her family. Her father and mother were both killed in an attack on
Diagon Alley. Charlie was killed when Voldemort attacked dragon colonies in an attempt to steal
dragons for his Death Eaters. The dragons turned out to like their current masters at the time, and
fried a handful of Death Eaters before they fled. Bill, and wife Fleur Delacour-Weasley, was killed
in the attack on all Gringotts banks. Percy turned to the dark side, and was killed during the
*final* battle. Her only relatives left were Fred and George, and Ron. Ron however, was
traumatized at witnessing his parents’ deaths, and rarely spoke after. He and Luna were still
together though, 6 years later. She did enough talking for the both of them, after becoming less
hazy, and more realistic. Fred and George lived in Italy, expanding their store. So in a way, Ginny
lost her entire family, and rebelled against the world.

Draco Malfoy had turned his back on everything. After his failed attempt to kill Albus
Dumbledore and watching Severus Snape do it for him instead, he was tortured by his father, and
Voldemort until he became the hardened soldier worthy of the Dark Mark. Once branded, Draco
instantly thought of killing himself for allowing it to happen. However, he ended up going to the
Order of the Phoenix, and after numerous curses thrown towards him, he explained he was there to
work as the double agent their camp needed. There, he met Ginny Weasley, who was “exclusively”
seeing Harry, but not bragging about it to other people. He soon fell in lust with her, but stuck
to the task at hand, promising himself that if they both made it through the war; he’d do something
about that feeling.

As soon as Harry and Draco defeated Voldemort together, Ginny and Harry got engaged. But Draco
refused to turn his back on the promise he made to himself. He approached Ginny the night Harry
went out for his bachelor’s party, and they spent the whole night together.

Nothing about their sexual relationship was soft. It was animalistic. Hard. Rough. Dirty. And
now wasn’t any different as Draco wordlessly pressed Ginny against the brick wall in the dark alley
behind a muggle bar. His lips pressed against hers, bruising them as he tasted the vodka and rum on
her tongue. His hands wrapped around her wrists and shoved her arms against the wall, scraping the
sensitive flesh. His lips moved along her jaw as he heard her pants, tongue tracing a path to her
pulse point where he sucked at the throbbing vein, pulling the skin into his mouth and biting none
too gently. Her moan awoken every nerve as his erection grew, pressing against her thigh as he
pushed himself closer. He hands brought her wrists above her head, and gathered them in his left
hand, his right trailing along left arm until it reached her firm breast.

Ginny arched her back as she felt the heat of his hand through her thin dress. She had worn it
especially for him. A short dark green velvety slip of a dress, that barely curved around her ass,
had no back whatsoever, and revealed the cleavage created from the spell she’d cast on the dress
itself to push her breasts up without help of a bra. She moaned when his hand squeezed roughly as
he bit her neck again. She loved sex with Draco. It was emotionless. All about the orgasmic ending.
No love. No slow, sweet, passionate love making like with Harry. There was spice. Flavor. Something
she craved. When she’d attempted to bring the naughty side of sex into her marriage, Harry had done
it to humor her, and that was it. She knew he had trouble getting off on it, and thus resulted in
revisiting Draco. She had an amazing sexual appetite, and she’d be torturing herself to ignore it.
She heard a rip and immediately knew Draco had torn the thin strap to her dress for better
access.

His cock was aching with need as he revealed Ginny’s breast. Just the sight of her made him want
to throw her on the closest surface and fuck them both into oblivion. As he lowered his head to the
silky skin of her breast, his hand slid along the curve of her breast, over her collarbone, across
her neck, and delved into her long luscious dark auburn hair. His lips encircled her hardened
nipples, swirling the tip of his tongue around the nub before biting his lips around it and
rotating his jaw to the right, twisting it just the way she liked. He felt her left wrist slip from
his slackened grip, slamming down on the dumpster beside them that hid their bodies from the street
of London as a guttural moan escaped from her. He grinned against her breast as her hand soon found
it’s way into his hair while he released her other wrist, dropping it down at her side so he could
pull the intact strap down her other shoulder, revealing her untouched breast to him. He quickly
switched to give that one the same treatment as its twin.

“Draco…” Ginny moaned loudly, her eyes rolling up into her head as she felt the lithe fingers of
his right hand brush against her through flimsy panties. The jolt that she felt from that, plus his
ministrations with his mouth were sending her to the brink of insanity. She bucked her hips, trying
to get his fingers to brush against her again, but his strong hands shoved her hips back, forcing
her to the wall again. “Just fuck me already.” She demanded in a husky groan as her heavy lidded
eyes opened to stare at the cocky smirk of her lover. Her hands traveled along his chest before
slipping through the space between the rows of buttons. She suddenly gripped the charcoal grey
material and pulled. Buttons flew around the alley as Draco’s smooth muscular chest was
revealed.

He never did have the strength to deny this siren what she wanted. He unzipped his slacks,
pushing his boxers down, and grabbed his hard cock, repressing a shudder as the cool air brushed
along his newly revealed skin. He pressed his lips against her roughly once more as his right hand
reached into his back pocket to grab his wand. He pulled away long enough to mutter a spell, and
then shoved his lips against hers again. When he hiked her dress up around her hips, she was no
longer wearing her underwear. His hands wrapped around her thighs, and urged her to wrap her legs
around his waist, and once they were, with one hard thrust, he was sheathed deep inside her.

A loud moan escaped both of them as he began thrusting. Agonizingly slow at first, but quickly
gaining momentum, to the pace she liked it. Hard, and fast. The sounds that came from Ginny, the
whimpering moans of pleasure, always sent Draco into a state of frenzy. The way she curved her one
hand around his neck, the other around his shoulder, and dug her nails into his skin excited him
almost as much as her naughty exclamations and pleas uttered every few minutes. When she let out
that one long whimper, the hitching of her breath, the way her chest heaved faster, he knew she was
close. While concentrating on thrusting his hips, he raised his right hand and said the Apparation
spell to transport them back to his loft.

They landed on his bed, screaming their release simultaneously as the magic coursing through
them heightened the sexual encounter. The after effect of it lingered long, prolonging their
respective orgasms. Pants filled the quiet loft as they slowly came back down. They lay there for
awhile, fading in and out of consciousness in the post-sex haze, occasionally touching one another,
Draco losing his top and pants. Ginny’s dress getting removed as they went at it for a second time.
When Draco came to, he found his bed empty, but heard the shower running. He contemplated going in
and having a third round, when he heard the pipes squeak as the water was turned off. He pushed
himself on to his side, facing the bathroom door, propping himself up on his elbow as he waited for
the closeted nympho to exit the bathroom. When she did, he felt himself get instantly hard as he
saw her in nothing but his crisp white business shirt. There was nothing sexier than a woman
wearing his clothes.

The looked over at him, and noticed his state, “We’re not going at it again. I have to get home.
Harry will most likely be home by now. I’m going to have a hell of a time explaining where I was,
seeing as Hermione will blab if I say I was with her, and Gabby went to Milan for her clothing
line’s debut on the runways there. So I have no alibi.”

“Granger never got over Potter choosing you over her.” Draco stated matter-of-factly as his eyes
roamed hungrily over Ginny’s form. Certain parts of the shirt clung to her body from where patches
of skin were still wet, and it wasn’t improving Draco’s growing problem. “As for your alibi, why
don’t you tell him the truth?” He asked simply, swiftly getting off the bed, and lazily walking
towards Ginny.

“Yeah. ‘Sorry I was out late, Harry. I was just fucking your enemy in a dark alleyway, and then
we went back and fucked some more at his loft. Would you like some breakfast?’ That’d go over real
well.” Ginny said sarcastically, moving around Draco to find her dress.

“I’m serious. Ginny… I want… damn it. I want you to stay with me!” Draco shouted angrily,
finally having the courage to say what he’d wanted to say for years to his red headed Goddess.

A sigh escaped her lips, and he knew she rolled her eyes, even though her back was to him, “You
know I can’t, Draco.”

“Yes you can damn it.” Draco growled, wheeling Ginny around, “You can’t ignore the fact that you
rather be here with *me*, than your *husband*. I want you to leave him. Leave him
now.”

“It’s not that simple! I’m *married*, Draco!” She exclaimed, flashing her wedding ring in
his face.

Ignoring the spurt of jealousy like he always felt when he saw Harry fucking Potter’s wedding
ring on her finger instead of his, Draco quirked an eyebrow, “Does he know what you do when you’re
wearing that?”

“Go to hell.” Ginny spat, turning away from him once more, “I love Harry. He’s my husband.”

“Then why do you come back almost every other night, Ginevra?” He questioned, grinning at her as
he watched her scramble for what was left of her clothes.

She stilled, her spine going stiff as he said her full name. She slowly bent to shove her shoes
on, then dropped his shirt, and pulled the dress on. Then, she turned slowly to stare at him,
before emotionlessly saying, “Because you’re good for a fuck when I’m lonely. That’s it.” She
pushed past him, and headed for his door.

Draco watched her sadly as her hand curled around the door handle, “I love you, Ginevra. I could
be a lot more than just a fuck to fill your emptiness.”

She paused briefly in the doorway, before exiting, and slamming the door behind her.

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Yeah. There was really no point to this. I was just hyper, and all that jazz. First NC-17 fic.
First fic in awhile actually. Hope it wasn’t terribly horrible.



