Be Quiet

Treacherous Desires

It's been about 5 days since I've last posted. I was still working on it (the smut scene), but I might as well post what I got. So, that means there is a waiting cliff hanger at the end :,)

WARNINGS:
- No smut

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"How about I make you some tea?" He says so quietly that it's basically a whisper.

No matter how many times you try and protest his offer, Draco is stubborn and insists on making it.

"Okay". You say softly.

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Draco stirs in a few tea spoons of sugar in yours and his tea cup. He ends it up by tapping the remaining tea droplets from the spoon into a cup, causing a couple high pitched rings within the quiet room.

Draco turns away from the counter with a silver tray in hand. He makes his way to you. He places your set in front of you, and his in his spot. Draco sits down and places the tray on the side of dinning table.

You look down at your cup. The steam from the black tea dancing right above it. You slightly grip onto the handle and bring it up to your lips. Carefully, you take a sip.

It tastes like any other tea you have made, but for some reason it tastes different when it comes from Draco. Perhaps it's just because he made it himself, or because there's tension.

With a slight smile you look up at Draco and tell him your thankful. Draco returns a smile as he sips his.

The room feel silent for a bit, but Draco began to make small talk. He asked how you were and what you have been up to. It's as if you're talking for the first time again.

The conversation started off with tension, but it eventually eased into comfortable talk. You went from giving short and timid answers to giving slight smiles and revealing a couple of chuckles.

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Draco stands up from the table and sighs.

"Well, I guess I should be going." He begins to walk towards the living room, but stops. "Before I leave, can I make a request?" He asks, with a slight smile on his face.

"Depends? What is it?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Let's dance. Like we used to"

Dancing is another thing you loved to do with Draco. It wasn't particularly his favorite thing to do, but would do anything for you to see you smile.

You give a small chuckle before shaking your head 'no'.

"You might as well just leave. I'm not dancing" you say playfully.

Draco walks towards and gently grabs your hand and pulls you up from the chair. He smiles and gives his last "please". With that, you cave in and agree to his request.

Draco took your agreement and ran with it. Immediately, he dragged you to your room knowing that's where you two would usually dance.

As soon as the two of you entered your room, Draco flicked his wand towards your music box. A soft and pleasant melody starts to play.

Draco pulls you close, intertwining his right hand with your left, and hooks his left arm around your waist.

Then it begins. The both of you dance as if you're at an elegant ball. The only difference is no one is around. It's only you and Draco in each other's presence. It's a nice and calming feeling.

Every so often, you would stumble due to the limited space but Draco would catch you every time. A small laugh would escape passed your lips. Everything about this felt normal, like it used to be.

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The music stops and so does your movements. You stare up at Draco, taking in every feature you can before he leaves.

The both of you stay in this position for half a few seconds. As of now, you feel it. You feel your suppressed feelings for him starting to come back. You want to get away from this situation.

Your eyes widen Draco leans forward, trying to take a kiss from you. Quickly, you turn your head to the side to not give him what he so desires. Draco's surprised by your choice of actions.

"What's wrong?" He asks softly.

"You know what's wrong, Draco....You said it yourself, you only see me with your father now. I don't want that visualization for you". You try to remove yourself from his grip, but he keeps you there.

"That's doesn't matter-"

"Draco" you cut him off. "It's does matter...I think it's best for the both of us for you to leave"

Draco let's go of your left hand and brings his hand to your chin. He makes you look at him. He slowly leans forward, speaking to you.

"I want this, and I know you want it to." His lips hovering over yours. "You just need to let go".

You close your eyes as Draco softly presses his lips onto yours. You face heats up at the sensation. It's been a while since you've felt his lips. Unfortunately, it doesn't help your situation. You should be kicking him out of your house, forgetting about the Malfoy's. Yet, you can't. You want this.

You pull back and curse yourself before going back in for another kiss. The hand on your lower back presses you more into Draco. The hand that was once at your chin snakes behind the back of your head.

Draco licks the bottom of your lip, waiting for you permission to go further. With the help of muscle reflex, you do the same to him. You moan into the kiss when Draco gropes your rear.

Draco removes himself from the kiss. You think this is the last part before he leaves your home. But when you look up, his eyes are full of lust and desire.

"I want you" Draco whispers.

Your eyes widen at his words. You try to protest about going any further. Still afraid of making any further connection with him.

"You're still holding back"

"I know...I know." You look away from Draco. "I just...We shouldn't do this".

Draco cups your cheek and makes you look at him again. "I told you that I want this. You want this too".

"But I shouldn't want this.." you sigh.

"I'm not leaving tonight, so you might as well just give in. I swear you won't regret it".

You shake your head with a small smile. "you're so stubborn"

With a quick thought, you cave in and agree with Draco and your own treacherous desires.