TABANCA
CHAPTER THREE
PLAYING WITH FIRE
BY: J
DISCLAIMER - This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
CHAPTER SUMMARY - In which sex isn't just sex.
Ginny fussed with hair as she hummed to the World Wizarding Network. The anxiety that was gnawing at her stomach needed a distraction so she found herself preparing to meet Draco half an hour earlier. Looking at her reflection critically Ginny frowned at her lank hair.
"Oh for Merlin's sake," Ginny muttered as she tied her hair up in a bun and threw on her cloak. It wasn't like Draco was attracted to her anyway. She smiled to herself. She hadn't really thought he would agree. Now that he had…Ginny wasn't entirely sure what she was planning on doing. It wasn't as if didn't have any experience with the boys; she just didn't have experience with gay ones. Sighing, she grabbed her cloak and snuck out the portrait quickly
Ginny tried to slow her pace as she walked towards the Slytherin dormitories. She didn't want to appear too eager by arriving early. Brushing her hand nervously through the strands that framed her face she wondered what Draco was feeling.
Probably amused and smirking, the smarmy git. Ginny sighed again and looked up at the ominous painting of a terribly sad man whose head rested upon his knees. At her arrival, his hands carefully picked up his head and began to speak miserably.
"Hark my words carefully little one, for only woe and pain lie behind this--"
"Oh stuff it Lentil!"
Ginny smothered a laugh that threatened to erupt at the forlorn man's face as Draco flung the portrait open. She smiled at Draco tentatively before entering the room, trying not to feel uneasy at Lentil's next words.
"Don't say I didn't warn you little girl," he muttered as he swung shut.
"Just ignore him," Draco said lazily as he sprawled on his bed.
Ginny only nodded slightly as she looked around his room. The other Slytherin Prefects' beds were vacant but the Slytherin green and silver was dominant in all of their living areas. She let her gaze linger on Draco's dresser, hungry for pieces of information about his life.
Narcissa Malfoy looked at her regally before sniffing and disappearing behind the frame. Ginny reddened, hoping she didn't look all that bad. Her eyes wandered over the things that were scattered on the table. Smirking at the Play Witch that lay blatantly wide open, Ginny wondered what Draco's dorm-mates thought about his sexuality.
Ginny glanced up at Draco to see him watching her with that gaze that made her knees weak. He probably didn't even realise he was doing it, but it was the gaze that kept her up at night as she touched herself, wishing it were him.
"Well? I'm waiting."
Ginny swallowed thickly, desperately wishing she had thought this through better. Dropping her cloak and robes onto his chair, she moved toward the bed carefully.
As she made her way to the bed, Ginny looked Draco in the eye as she sat near him. Never breaking his gaze, she began to unbutton her shirt carefully with her right hand. His eyes travelled down to her fingers and Ginny's heart fluttered in hope.
To her disappointment he merely reached a long fingered hand and swept the buttons open before reclining on his pillows yawning.
"That all you got Weasley?"
Ginny sat open mouthed with her shirt undone, carefully chosen green bra shown and her dignity shattered. Avoiding Draco's gaze, she shrugged off her shirt and straddled his narrow hips running her hands over his face.
It was funny how long she'd yearned to do this. He let her touch him, his gaze never leaving her face as she stroked his cheeks, jaw line and eye lids. Ginny's breath hitched as she ran her fingers lightly over his lips.
Gaining courage, Ginny leant down and brushed her lips against his. It was a chaste kiss but she drew back looking at Draco with hooded eyes. Desire thrummed in her belly but Draco lay motionless during her ministrations.
The silence was unbearable for Ginny as she moved down from his face to his neck. It was always eating at her, reminding her of their useless relationship, the silence. In the eerie quiet, Ginny began to unbutton Draco's shirt and ran her hands over his chest smoothing back the shirt to reveal his lightly toned chest.
His skin's so pale.
Ginny laid her head against his chest and listened to his heart as it beat steadily in comparison to her own racing heart. Draco looked down at her curiously and she smiled at him.
"So you do have a heart."
She grinned at his groan and roll of eyes as he let his head fall back against the pillows.
"Come on Weasley, I haven't got all night."
Ginny frowned in concentration as she pulled his shirt off. "It doesn't happen overnight Draco." She looked up to meet his incredulous expression.
"My name sounds so strange when you say it," was all he said.
Ginny wondered at the strange remark but decided to continue her work. Leaning down she placed open mouthed kisses across his chest before wetly licking his nipples and biting gently on it. Ginny felt his breaths quicken slightly and smiled in relief. So he wasn't completely immune.
Blowing on the wet nipple she moved on to the next one, paying careful attention to each. She kissed her way down to his stomach and she met his navel in delight. Ginny had a fetish for bellybuttons and Draco's no less. She blew into it and kissed it lightly before making a humming noise as she kissed around it.
"Amusing yourself?" Came the drawl, barely a foot away. Ginny grinned in response.
Moving back up his body she pressed her upper body down to his. For a moment she relished the feeling of his skin against hers before pulling him in for a kiss. His kiss was not at all what she expected. It was rather soft; curious more than eager; experienced but not all that interested.
Ginny ran her tongue over Draco's teeth before playing with his own tongue. Ginny pulled his face closer to hers, straddling his abdomen. She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth before moving to the top. She felt his arms slide up her legs to rest on her waist.
With her eyes closed Ginny pulled away from Draco's mouth and ran her nose over his. Running down one side and up the next, she then rested her forehead against his before kissing his nose gently. Draco seemed surprised at her peculiar gestures but did not question it.
Sliding down his body, Ginny pulled his trousers off and then his boxers. She glanced up at Draco's impassive face. He certainly wasn't kidding when he'd told her he was gay. Staring doubtfully at the terribly un-aroused Draco Malfoy, she began to feel anxiety gnaw at her stomach again. Ginny steeled her resolve. Malfoy was going to get an erection whether he liked it or not, screw the complications.
Running her hand through the white blond curls, Ginny began to stroke Draco carefully. She felt him begin to harden. Ginny looked up at him quickly to meet an impassive gaze. Ginny gazed into the silvery eyes for a moment as she ran her hand quickly up and down his shaft. He was becoming harder under her ministrations and Ginny couldn't help feel a small sense of satisfaction. He thought she couldn't do it.
Ginny lowered her head sucked at the skin between his hip and thigh. Her mouth moved to his cock as she licked up the underside of him experimentally. Ginny teased the slit at the head with her tongue before enveloping it with her mouth. Draco moaned as she sucked at the swollen head of his cock, hardening even more. Stroking him evenly she gave him a triumphant smirk from her place between his legs.
Ignoring the glare she received as she stopped her stroking, Ginny took off her skirt and knickers easily. This had to be the oddest sex she'd ever have, but Ginny couldn't honestly say she didn't enjoy the chance. Even if it seemed that they were both indifferent to the whole event.
Ginny hadn't expected Draco to pleasure her but he needn't have to as she was wet and ready as it was. She ran her clit over the head of his cock and her breath grew ragged at the feeling. He was so close and yet so far, she thought wryly, and in the end it was only sex. Unable to hold back, she slid onto his cock slowly, gasping as he filled her.
To her surprise, Draco gathered her to him and turned the both of them over while thrusting in out of her quickly. She hadn't expected him to take much part besides allowing her to experiment with him. Ginny gazed up at him her body twisting beneath him as she stared into his eyes hazily. The grey turned to slate as he pushed into her with a control that almost seemed emotionless.
Ginny broke the eye contact as she began to move in earnest, her cries becoming louder. Panting into her ear, Draco circled his hips quickly before stabbing deeply into her. Ginny dug her fingers into his shoulders and gasped his name as she came. She shuddered with each wave and watched in a daze as Draco climaxed, his face screwed with concentration as he moaned the name over and over.
"Harry, fuck, Harry!"
They hadn't said anything when Draco pulled out of her, only their gasps interrupting the silence. Only as he dozed off did he mutter she could stay. Ginny scrubbed at her tears in annoyance, that insistent ache spreading through her chest. She rolled onto her side and closed her eyes as her breath hitched.
She couldn't do this and she didn't think anyone in their right mind would.
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Completed 05/10/03