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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Ginny awoke the next morning with a sense of calm she hadn't known before. She awoke wrapped in the arms of the man she loved - safe and warm. She remembered there were times, before the war, where she thought she'd never feel this way, mostly because she hadn't believed she'd live this long. Content with the fact that everyone she loved had somehow made it through the war, and most still had all their limbs and had no other obvious side effects, she closed her eyes to ponder the current state of her life.
The stirring behind her broke her from her current musings, and she rolled over in Draco's arms to face him. "Morning, love."
He cracked open one eye through the grimace on his face. "Gin, first off, we need to get some thicker bloody curtains for the windows. Scowling at the light when I wake up does nothing for me. Second, I think you should kiss me awake."
Draco rolled Ginny over in the bed so she was resting on top of him. Ginny giggled.
"What are you giggling at, witch?"
"I was just thinking that you aren't the only one that wants to be kissed awake."
Draco let his characteristic smirk overtake his lips. "You could possibly be right about that, but don't let 'Draco Minor' worry you any. Now, kiss me."
Ginny kissed him with fervor. His face was clasped in her hands and he moaned into her mouth.
"Like that, do you?"
"Let's break this down, shall we? I have a beautiful-no-gorgeous witch on top of me and she is kissing me and writhing around on top of me, first thing in the morning. Of course I like it. All except for the morning breath that would rouse a dragon."
"Well, I never! Just insult me! Maybe I'll just go take a shower-"
"No, you won't. You'll stay right here with me."
Ginny got a mischievous glint in her eyes. It was a look that Draco feared slightly. "Maybe, just maybe, I'll go speak with Little Draco and see if he has a problem with my morning breath."
His hold tightened around her waist. "Gin, there is nothing little about 'Draco Minor'. That's why we call him 'Draco Minor'. He is NOT small. He's just an outfield player only used for special occasions. His skills, as of yet, are not needed on a daily basis."
"Fine, 'Draco Minor', then. Let go of me. I'm going to go speak with him, on behalf of my morning breath."
Ginny fought out of Draco's grasp, which was considerably easier when he was still clouded with the muscle weakness characteristic of someone that had just woken up. She slid under the covers and down Draco's body. The butterflies in her stomach were nothing to be toyed with, but she was confident this would make Draco happy. Ginny and Hermione had a heart-to-heart the other day. Hermione had told Ginny the intricacies of pleasing a man orally.
Draco grabbed Ginny's shoulders and tried to pull her back. "Gin, you don't have to do that. It'll go away on it's own."
She shoved his hands off of her shoulders. The deep down comforters Draco had put on the bed muffled her response, but it was unmistakable at the same time. "I know I don't have to. I want to, silly git. Now, shut up and let me."
Draco put his hands above his head, dug them into the pillow and held on for dear life.
Ginny hooked her fingers in the waistband of Draco's pajama bottoms and pulled them down. He jerked when his erection was caught in the descending fabric. Note to self: lift the pants away from 'Draco Minor', so he doesn't become detached from Draco Major's body, while divesting him of his pants.
Finally freed from his shackles, `Draco Minor' sprung to life. Ginny couldn't help but gasp. She'd only seen brief glimpses of naked men over the years, all of which were her brothers, or other Prefects in the Prefect's Bath at Hogwart's. None she had seen were as impressive as this.
She grabbed a hold of his erection lightly and reached out her pink tongue to touch the head. She felt Draco jerk a little at the contact. Emboldened, she circled the head with her lips and sucked gently, while circling her tongue around the tip. She began pumping every so slightly, just like Hermione had told her. Draco let out a slow, steady moan. Ginny smiled, as much as one could with a penis in one's mouth.
She began working her way down the shaft, a little further with each downward stroke she made with her mouth, lubricating it with her saliva as she went. Once she had reached three-quarters of the way down the shaft, she began sucking lightly and swirling her tongue all around Draco's member.
The noises he was making were incomprehensible, but she still knew what they meant. She cupped his heavy balls in her unoccupied hand and rolled them around in her palm.
It was too much. How could she know how to do this? Draco was sure that she'd never seen another penis up close before. How could she know how to make him feel this way with that tiny little mouth of hers? "Gin-Gin-you've got to stop or-ooohh-or I'm-uggghhhh-or I'm going to-cooommmee."
She continued what she was doing, seemingly unconcerned with his warning. He reached down and tried to pull her off of him, but she swatted his hands away. She merely continued pumping, licking, and sucking his shaft, while palming his balls.
She took his entire cock out of her mouth and licked it from base to tip, letting her tongue taste the bit of precum that had oozed out.
"Gin-seriously. I'm going to come."
She sat up on her knees and threw the covers back. The cold air hit him and he flinched. Her hands were firmly on her hips and the expression on her face brokered no argument. "So, come then. I rather thought that was the whole point of this!"
She grabbed the covers and flung them over herself again. She bent back down to Draco's engorged cock and slid her mouth over. She found from this more elevated position, it was easier to go all the way down his penis. She liked the noises he made when his dick hit the back of her throat, so she continued sucking him the same way.
Fondling his balls in her hand, while pumping the very bottom of Draco's shaft, she sucked a little harder and bobbed her head a little faster. His legs were shaking with the effort it was taking him not to thrust up into her mouth. He couldn't take it anymore.
Draco let out a powerful yell, combined with a few expletives and spent himself in Ginny's mouth.
It didn't taste as bad as she thought it would. It was salty and had a funny aftertaste, but it wasn't at all intolerable. Still pumping and sucking lightly, she swallowed as each spasm brought a little more of the substance to the surface.
After the spasms subsided, Ginny slid back up Draco's body and contented herself cuddling up to his side. His arm went around her haphazardly. His breathing was ragged and she was quite pleased with herself, and the power she must possess to make him let go as he had.
"Did I do good, baby?"
He remained silent.
"Baby?"
He held up a hand to signify his inability to talk.
Ginny snuggled closer to his side and waited patiently for his response.
Draco eventually regained control of his faculties. He hauled Ginny as close to him as he could, and rolled over on top of her.
"Did I do good?"
He kissed her roughly on the mouth. "Lay back and I'll show you just how good I think you did." Draco began to slip down Ginny's body, towards his ultimate goal.
"Draco!"
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To say that both members of the household were sated would be the understatement of the century. Laying on his back with his gorgeous fiancée snuggled up next to him, both breathing like they'd just run a marathon, Draco thought he may have found what some called contentment.
"Gin? Did that answer your question?"
Ginny was completely contented to lie in bed with him all day long, but the real world began to slip in with his question. "Yes, it did."
"Let's go take a shower. We're going to be late if we don't get a move on."
"What? Where are we going?"
"Love, we're going to tell my mother about our engagement today. Remember?"
"That's today?"
"Yes, love. Let's go get in the shower."
Draco pulled himself out from under Ginny's limbs and held a hand out to her. She took the proffered hand and Draco pulled her reluctant form to the edge of the soft, down mattress. She got up on her knees as to be the height of her quite tall fiancé and kissed him with a passion only known in Muggle romance novels.
"Looks like someone finally decided to wake up and say hello," Ginny said with a giggle.
"Witch."
"Aww, baby, don't be like that." Ginny slithered off the edge of the mattress down onto the floor. She licked 'Draco Minor' from base to tip, while staring up into the eyes of her very flustered fiancé. Ginny wrapped her mouth around Draco's penis and sucked lightly on the head once or twice. Draco looked up at the ceiling, unable to hold Ginny's gaze, until he realized she wasn't continuing her ministrations.
She had sashayed half way to the bathroom by the time Draco lowered his gaze from the ceiling.
"Smarmy bint."
Ginny leveled a coy glance over her shoulder and beckoned Draco, with a curve of her index finger. He didn't need to be told twice. Chasing his fiancée around the apartment, starkers, was one of a number of ways he could imagine starting a good morning.
However, even in his wild fantasies or perhaps 'worst nightmares', Draco had never imagined his mother appearing in the middle of the flat, as he caught Ginny and had just managed to tackle her back into their bed. Draco and Ginny were snogging rather heavily and had their hands in some rather awkward places, when Narcissa finally found her voice.
"Draco!"
Draco jumped back from Ginny while Ginny leapt under the coverlet. "Mother? What are you doing?"
"Well, I was hoping I could catch you a little early, so you could escort me to Gringott's before we had to meet Ginevra." Narcissa glared pointedly at Draco and Ginny in turn.
Ginny was flushed bright red and had no idea what to do. She'd only met Mrs. Narcissa Malfoy a couple of times, during hers and Draco's courtship. She certainly had never intended on being nude in front of her future mother-in-law.
"Mrs. Malfoy-" Ginny was cut off by thunderous feminine laughter. Ginny couldn't believe her eyes. Mrs. Malfoy was laughing. She thought Draco was the only one that smiled. Ginny knew Narcissa to be warm, but formal. Pleasantries were common, but genuine affection for anyone, save her baby boy, was rare.
"Ginevra-Ginny-may I call you Ginny?" Narcissa was wiping tears away from her face and attempting to catch her breath.
"Mrs. Malfoy-"
"Please call me Narcissa, Ginny."
"Um, okay."
Draco had remained strangely silent this entire time, but had wisely found his pajama bottoms, while his mother was mortifying his fiancée.
"Mother, is there any way that you could go to Madam Malkin's or some other shop while Ginny and I get ourselves presentable?" Draco asked with an edge to his voice.
"Oh! Of course, I'm so sorry! I'll meet both of you downstairs, but please try not to be too long. I'm famished, as I'm sure both of you are after your-exertions this morning." Narcissa looked as if she was the cat and she'd just caught the canary.
"Of course, Mother."
Narcissa just sat there beaming and silently smirking at the scene before her. It reminded her of younger days, when she too was caught a la natural by her mother-in-law.
"Mother!"
"Oh! I'll be downstairs!" With a soft popping sound, Narcissa was gone.
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