Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the story line...sadly. JKR owns everything - including the characters, spells, and the entire world of Harry Potter. I wonder if I could buy it from her for a dollar?
Thanks to my wonderful, wonderful beta - dragonsangel68.
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Chapter 7
After eating a hearty breakfast, Ginny persuaded Draco to return to bed for a while longer. Persuaded perhaps wasn't the correct word: it was more like Ginny made a comment that she was going back to bed and swayed her hips in such a way that Draco could see the color of her underwear through his white button-up shirt. The sway of the hips and the grass green underwear was what `persuaded' Draco to follow Ginny back to bed. He grabbed her hips as she was about to climb into the bed and flipped her around in his arms, descending on her lips like a rabid animal.
"Tease," he ground out between gritted teeth.
Draco masked his desire by tickling her. She fell back onto the bed giggling hysterically. He pushed her further onto the bed and straddled her hips and tickled her relentlessly.
"Okay, okay- Draco- please- please- stop- whatever I did- I swear- I'll never do it again-" she let out between fits of laughter.
He stopped tickling her suddenly and looked at her pensively. "No, you didn't do anything wrong, Gin. Your bum is just so round and firm-" He broke off in mid-sentence, pausing pensively "-and it just takes everything I have sometimes, not to do things I shouldn't."
"Why shouldn't you?" she asked coyly.
"Ginny, don't push it. We've waited this long, I just want to wait until it's the perfect time."
"Draco-"
"No, Ginny. That's final."
She sat up and kissed him. "I love it when you get all authoritative. It's bloody sexy."
Still straddling her hips, Draco cupped her face with his hands and kissed her back, fervently. "Ginny, you have to stop."
"Stop what, Draco. We're just kissing."
"Ginny, you have no idea how hard this is for me- to stop."
"Alright. We'll stop."
She fell back on the bed dramatically. They had only managed to get three of the buttons on her shirt earlier, so Draco was afforded quite a view of her lower stomach, belly button, and the green knickers that were, at this moment, the bane of his existence.
He felt the familiar tug in his groin. Draco was unnerved by the fact that, even after over a year of nothing but snogging, his nether regions still reacted as if he was, indeed, shagging Ginny Weasley at every opportunity. Ginny had never so much as touched him below the waist. He knew she was intimately aware of the existence of his penis, through some very heavy snogging sessions. She was just so pure. So innocent. He didn't want to take that away from her. Draco wanted to wait until the time was perfect, but, at this very moment, he wanted to cross a line that hadn't been crossed before.
Ginny was staring at him acutely. Draco seemed deep in thought and she was too nosy not to ask why. "Draco?"
"Yes, love?"
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking there's something I want to do for you."
"What else could you possibly do for me Draco? You're going to marry me, you bought us a flat- Merlin, you bought flannel sheets!"
"It's something I've never done for you before."
"Alright." Ginny's tone was laced with trepidation.
"Can I?" Draco asked while squeezing his eyes shut.
"Yes."
"Do you trust me?"
"Draco, you don't have to ask me that- ever."
Draco took this as his signal. He slid off her hips. He put his hands underneath her arms and hauled her up to him. The kiss he gave her left Ginny feeling like her skin was on fire. Draco scooted them both to the middle of the bed then he reached behind Ginny and positioned the pillows so her head would have a place to rest. With that done, Draco laid Ginny back on the pillows and sat back.
A little breathless from arousal, he whispered, "You're so beautiful."
Ginny stared at him with wide eyes. She had no idea what was going to happen. She'd heard stories and read books, but she was quite out of the loop when it came to protocol in the bedroom. She'd only kissed a handful of boys before she'd met Draco and had never done anything beyond snogging, even with Draco. He'd never pushed her and she didn't know enough about what was supposed to happen to ask him for anything. She could imagine what he did in the bathroom after some of their heavier snogging sessions, but she never asked.
Draco leaned forward on all fours and kissed Ginny's cheeks. His breath was coming out labored and he just wanted to show her what she did to him. He trailed open-mouthed, wet kisses down her neck. She moaned a little and Draco scolded himself for almost messing himself like a randy eleven-year-old boy. At that moment, he really wanted to go to the bathroom and have a wank, like he normally did after they had snogged rather heavily.
He continued kissing down to where the shirt Ginny wore restrained him from going any further, without going over fabric. Draco popped open the first button and continued trailing down Ginny's chest. He traced his hand over the fabric of the shirt to her breast, where he gently kneaded the flesh he found there and was rewarded with a moan from her.
Ginny had never felt like this before. There was an ache, she knew it was arousal, thumping in between her legs. It was far more persistent than it had ever been before. She was having a difficult time not fisting her hands in his hair, so she settled for grabbing chunks of the newly purchased, feather pillows. Ginny felt Draco's hand pop the second of the three buttons on her shirt. She felt her back arching, instinctively and felt Draco grin into her stomach, where he was currently lavishing kisses.
Draco hooked his index fingers in the elastic waistband of Ginny's cotton underwear. Ginny sucked in her breath and, at the same time, Draco sucked his breath in through gritted teeth. He put a hand on top of her knickers and noticed the wet spot that had formed on them between her thighs. Draco smirked at this and then his heart softened a little - she probably had no idea what he was about to do to her. Even that thought had no power in deflating his erection.
Draco groaned when Ginny moaned.
He replaced his fingers in the waistband of Ginny's green underwear and gave them a slight tug. To his surprise, Ginny lifted her hips to aide in their removal. He kissed her lower stomach as he stroked her underwear off then he sat up and grinned down at her as he tossed her underwear over his shoulder, dramatically. Ginny grinned back at him as she arched her back, knowing how much he'd enjoyed it the last time she'd done that.
Draco grabbed Ginny's hands and placed them in the pillow. "Be a good girl and keep your hands to yourself."
As he kissed his way back down between Ginny's breasts to her stomach and then to the area right above where her underwear had rested previously, he steeled himself. The urge to discard his own clothes and show her what he's wanted to do for over a year now was immense.
He kissed the inside of her thigh; Ginny instinctively spread her legs to allow Draco access. He traced his tongue back up to her center and kissed the outer housing of where he wanted to become intimately acquainted. Draco put one arm underneath Ginny's leg and looped it over her hips to still any movement she might make. He then let his tongue tentatively reach out and delve between Ginny's moistened folds.
Draco was glad he was putting pressure on her hip or she might have knocked him out with the force with which she jerked.
He laved his tongue against her clit slowly and he was rewarded with Ginny moaning his name.
"Draaaccooo- don't stop-"
He didn't stop. He continued alternating between a stiff, flicking tongue to a slow worshipping one until Ginny was panting and begging him to finish what he'd started.
"This is her first orgasm. I'm giving Ginny her first orgasm. I've got to make this good," he thought to himself.
He put his thumb on her clit and began moving it in circles while he tongued the entrance to her center. He thought she'd come undone at the seams the way she was screaming and thrashing about. He should have thought to put silencing charms up, it was likely the people downstairs thought someone was being killed.
"Merlin, Draco, please- please- Draco- I love you-" Ginny struggled to get her words out. She could never have imagined the feelings that were shooting through her loins.
He raised his head, his lips slightly glistening. "I love you, too, Ginny. Now, come for me, love."
Draco decided that she needed a little push in the right direction. He reversed the positions of his hand and mouth, and began sucking on her clit. Ginny arched her back and began to shudder. She was moaning like he'd never imagined she would. Draco took his middle finger and slowly slid it into Ginny while using his free thumb to rub right where his tongue was lavishing its attention. He gently pumped his finger in and out, setting a slow rhythm.
"Oooh…oooh…oooh…Dracoooo… Merlin, I love you!" Ginny screamed as she fisted the pillow and practically tore it apart. She never imagined a sensation such as this one.
Draco grinned into her inner thigh triumphantly.
Draco continued slow, longing laps until he was sure that most of her juices had met his tongue. She finally let go of the pillow and laid in a sweaty, panting heap on the bed.
Draco withdrew his finger and sat up on the bed. When he had locked eyes with her, he inserted his finger into his mouth and sucked on it. If he had thought all of Ginny juices were gone, he was wrong because, at the sight of him sucking his finger, a little wet spot formed just under Ginny's bum.
Draco crawled up the bed and rolled Ginny over on her side and placed her inside his arms. "Did you like that?"
"Y-Y-Yes. I don't have a word for it. Is everything like that?"
"It's even better than that, love. That's just the starter."
"Draco?"
"Yes, love?"
"What was that?"
"Ginny, do you honestly not know?"
She shook her head in the negative.
"Really? Ok, well- umm, I just gave you an orgasm."
"Oh." She paused in thought for a moment. "Does it taste bad?"
Draco pulled back and looked at Ginny. He decided this was a question best answered by kissing her. Ginny sucked on his tongue and Draco groaned low in his throat. Ginny giggled at his response. He glared at her with a raised eyebrow, "Did that taste bad?"
"No."
"Does that answer your question, Gin?"
"Kind of. It doesn't taste bad to me, but does it taste bad to you?"
"No, Ginny, it doesn't taste bad. I rather enjoy the way you taste."
"Ok- Draco?"
"Yes, love?"
"I can't wait for the rest."
"Neither can I, Gin."
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