Day 8 - Kiss [Draco/Luna]

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Title: Kiss
Characters or Pairing: Draco/Luna
Word Count: 988 words
Rating: PG
Challenge: #8 - Kiss
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.


“What’s so funny?” Draco asked Pansy as she smiled. They were working on their Arithmancy essays, and for some reason he doubted it was the text which she found funny.

“Oh, nothing, just thinking about some of my pets.” Draco shook his head, not wanting to know what she put other men through.

Ther was several reasons why he could never date Pansy, her appetite for sexual control was one of them. They did try, once, while slightly drunk, but quickly ended it when they remembered they would never work. He was interested in a monogamous relationship, while she needed several to satisfie her desires; and the fact that she wanted to treat him like a slave didn’t help either.

So they parted as friends, agreeing that he wouldn’t last a week with her, and that she would get bored with him.

He didn’t know the identity of her lovers, which was just as well as he doubted he would ever see the others in the same way if he knew.

“It looks like you need to get laid, are you sure I can’t do anything for you?” it was a joke, it always was, but it didn’t stop his cock from hardening. “You need to get laid soon, when was your last time?”

“I did something this past weekend,” Draco confessed, his voice lower than before because of the other Slytherin’s sitting near them.

“Oh, and why didn’t you tell me?”

“You know I’m not that interesting in sharing my sexlife.”

“That’s because you have none. So, what did you two do?”

Draco toyed with the thought of refusing to share, but he figured it wouldn’t be too bad telling her a few details. “I slipped and fell on my back in the mud, and as I was thinking of getting up she straddled me, touching me. We didn’t fuck, but she was really skilled with her hands.” His cock hardened as the memories returned.

“If she can make you react like this,” she said and poked the bulge between his legs, “then she’s worth keeping.” Maybe she was the right girl, but there were a few issues, like the fact that she wasn’t a Slytherin, or born into a respectable house. If he didn’t care about such things he would have tried to date her, but as he was above her he wasn’t allowed to be with her.

“She’s not-”

“What, rich, famous and acts like a complete ass?”

“You know I can’t take just anywho.”

“I know you’re afraid to do disobey your father.” It wasn’t the first time they’ve had that conversation, and for some reason Draco doubted it would be the last. “Give it a go, maybe you will discover that you have more heart than your father does.”

Knowing that Pansy was right, to a degree, Draco decided to give it a try, to go out on a date with the crazy girl he couldn’t get out of his mind.

His determination to date her proved to be difficult as he couldn’t find her. He did see her from time to time, but only during times when either of them were highly occupied, like during dinner, or while they walked past each other in the hallway. He thought of sending her a letter, only to change his mind as soon as he held his quill.

Thinking that maybe there was a reason why they hadn’t had the pleasure of speaking together he almost gave up the idea of trying, hoping that his father found him a proper bride when the time was right.

Depressed, he walked blindly around the school, that was when his story would change. Not even five meters in front of him was she, her arms filled with dead plants, her hair messy, and her skin scraped. Finally alone with her he found himself struggling to find the right words.

“Hi,” she said with ease.

“Hello,” he replied, his cock hardening as he remembered her sitting on top of him.

“Did you want something?” Her question was simple, but his answer was not. He wanted his father to let him decide which bride to chose, he wanted to live his own life as he wished, and he wanted her.

Eager to be near her he took a few steps forward, accepting the fact that she might think he was stupid and laugh at him. He was close, their bodies almost touching. The plants were poking him as he leaned closer, wanting to kiss her. She didn’t protest, which was good, but she didn’t seem eager either.

His body reacted as soon as their lips touched, not giving him any chances to breathe before blood pumped its way to his cock. His hand moved up to her head, grabbing her hair, pulling her into an even deeper kiss.She didn’t stop him, which made him eager to touch more of her. His hand moved up to her breast, caressing her until she stopped him.

“What?” he asked.

“Did you discover the magic of the flowers?” she asked, her voice sweet and cold.

“No,” he admitted, not sure what the flowers had to do with him getting laid.

“Then you better do, because I won’t give you anything until the day you've figured their secret.” Draco wasn’t pleased over the fact that he was denied release.

“Why is it so important that I discover the secret of some damn flowers?” he asked, frustrated that she stopped him.

“Figure it out, and then call for me.” Draco watched her carefully as she walked away, wondering what she meant by the last part, call me. If she believed he would do anything which would make others aware of his newest affair she was wrong.

He was certain he wouldn’t listen to her, but as he left as well she was the only one on his mind, she and those bloody flowers.