CH 61: No Name [22]
{[Last Time in Tainted Desire]}
My fingers slipped down, caressing her neck on the way until pausing on her chest, while my lips replaced the position previously held by my fingers, leaving a soft, fleeting kiss.
Her heart started thumping furiously under my fingertips. "It doesn't feel like you're dissatisfied. So, do you want to try answering that question again?"
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She stayed silent for a couple seconds, but then sighed in defeat, and let her body relax, pressing against mine. "I missed you," she murmured, though it seemed like that admittance exhausted her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned for a kiss on her own volition. Her admittance was expected, but the kiss, delivered by her, was less so, not that it prevented me from enjoying it. On the contrary, I stopped the rest of my plan for a moment, in favor of enjoying the soft, lingering touch of her lips.
Her allure rose softly, wrapping around me like a soft blanket, enhancing my pleasure even further. Her hands found my back, her gentle caresses adding a perverse romance to the moment. For a moment, I was tempted to just apparate her to my bedroom, taking her in a slow, sensuous manner that she deserved. But there was only one problem for that.
"I was planning to bring you to a nice date," I started, pulling away from the kiss that lingered for minutes. Her face brightened, but then I spoke again. "But then, you had to go and lie about not missing my presence."
"But-" she started, the sudden panic on her face making the moment even more delicious. I pressed my finger to her lips, cutting her off.
"No buts. You told me a lie, and as a consequence, earned your punishment." I stopped for a second, like I was thinking seriously. A silence that stretched for a while after I saw the fleeting glance of panic on her face, and wanted to enhance it even more. "Maybe I should just turn and leave…" I mused, letting the silence to drag…
"No!" she exclaimed in panic, an instinctual response that proved just how far I had come in making her mine. I had sneaked in her home while her husband was in the living room, and for her, my leaving was still a punishment.
"Is something wrong, Fleur," came a shout from the living room, reminding Fleur that she needed to keep her voice down unless she wanted another visitor in the kitchen. It wasn't a real probability, as the spells I had put on him would just allow him to ask occasional questions, but Fleur didn't know that.
"Everything is alright-tt!" Fleur answered her husband, but her voice lost cohesion towards the end as I chose that exact moment to squeeze her ass. "Draco!" she whispered later, but it just made me repeat my action.
We both ignored William's careless response as I turned my gaze on her blue eyes, and she just stared, like a butterfly fascinated by the flame. "Now, on the subject of punishment, you will try to keep silent enough to keep Mr. Weasley unaware of our presence…" I murmured. She didn't understand my meaning until I waved my wand and vanished all of her clothing, except her pink apron.
The sudden change surprised her, so I decided to help her by restarting our kiss, using the second-most delicious method of silencing available. My arms around her now-naked back, I pulled her tight against my body, making her feel my hardness. Her arms were around me in an instant, tightening our embrace even further.
But there was still one problem, my clothes were preventing me from feeling her soft skin over mine. Luckily, it was not a hard problem to fix, another vanishing spell saw to it. Fleur's response was even more beautiful. Her kiss became even more intense as her hands traced my back muscles.
When we broke the kiss, she was panting hard, like she had just run a marathon. I gave her a moment to gather herself, using the opportunity to examine her body. Our kiss had managed to dislodge her apron enough to reveal one of her perfect breasts, though the other one made its presence known through her nipple, hardened with arousal, pressing against the fabric.
"It's good to see you don't have any complications about our game," I said as I suddenly grabbed her hair. The foreplay was over, and the real game was about to begin. After all, it wouldn't be punishment without a bit of roughness.
She was caught surprised by the sudden pull, and a pained yelp escaped her mouth. "Is something wrong," Bill shouted from the living room, but Fleur was unable to answer, because her mouth was otherwise occupied. She tried to push herself back panickedly, but my hands were firmly in place, forcing her to devour my girth instead. She looked up in a pitiful look, fearing that her lack of answer would drive her husband to check her.
I took pity on her and loosened my grip, enough for her to pull back. "My toe hit the corner of the chair-rr!" she explained, once again, the last part of her sentence sprayed in a panicked yelp as I used the opportunity to grasp her breasts, once again losing my fingers in their heavenly firmness.
"Careful, Fleur, you're awful clumsy lately, especially around the kitchen. Maybe you should take my mother's offer and let her teach how to work around the kitchen for a few days."
I was surprised by his response, which, funnily enough, wasn't a result of the spells I had put on him. I didn't know whether he was acting intentionally ostentatious, or he was truly unaware of the hostility between his wife and the rest of his family, but either way, it just worked to my benefit. There was no missing the fact that Fleur hated the suggestion with all of her might.
Fleur suddenly stood up, her face contorted with fury, but rather than reducing her beauty, it added a layer of edgy sexiness that I have never seen on her face. And, after a moment's consideration, I decided that I liked it, especially since it was accompanied by a transformation of her allure as well, turning the previously soft blanket into the flickering flames of arousal, making my blood flood faster.
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