𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃

𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

He ripped off my business robes, forming an assault of kisses and nipping at my throat and neck. His hand lay flat on my lower back as he pushed my body plush against his, both groaning at the contact of our pelvises connecting "Tell me you want this Adeline," he growled into my neck, "tell me how bad you want me." He ordered.

My fingers ran through his disheveled, thick, blonde hair. "So bad Draco, oh...please" I moaned lightly as I tugged at his black waistcoat allowing him to let out a lustful sigh into my mouth, he looked utterly sexy in his business attire.

He spun my body around to face the mirror. He stood behind me, looking over my body as he pushed my hair from my shoulder, allowing the golden curls to tumble down my back. I flushed a shade of scarlet as he held my eye contact in the mirror as he placed feather light kisses against my neck. His large hand slipped teasingly over my stomach as he circled his fingertips over my hip bones, gliding beneath the damp thin lace, "Mm, look at you" he hummed against my skin as his fingers ran down the slit of my cunt. Lavishing his fingers in the pool of wetness between my thighs. I dipped my gaze shyly towards the floor as my checks flushed viciously, "I said...look at you," he chuckled as he gripped my chin, forcing me to look at his hand between my legs in the full body mirror.

"Fuck—Need you," he breathed huskily against my skin as my palm slithered behind my back and covered his erection, his cock twitched against my hand as he grew harder.

His fingers caressed pressured fast circles against my clit as my head absentmindedly fell onto his chest, slipping two fingers inside as his thumb continued to attack on my nerves between my thighs. "Gonna make you come so hard, Ade."

"Oh god — please" I let out repetitive sounds of pleasure as my fingers slipped behind me to tug at his roots.

He chuckled lowly onto the back of my neck as I grinder against his fingers, "please what, love?" He tilted his head in the mirror as a grin plastered his lips.

"I need you, now," I moaned as he pulled his hand from my thighs, now turning my body. Ripped of all clothes he hovered over me on the bed, lifting my knee up to the side of his torso as he sunk deeply inside of my walls. His head instantly dropped into the junction between my neck and shoulder as he slid agonisingly slow, inch by inch until he filled me.

"So wet for me...always so fucking wet for me," he smirked as he began to grind his hips at a punishing pace

"Oh shit, please Draco" I moaned loudly as he thrust harshly, his hair was tousled and his cheeks were flushed. "The way you beg for it, fuck love don't stop begging me," he let out a slow growl from his throat as he ran his soft pink lips hungrily over my fluttering pulse. He snapped his hips against mine, the pain and pleasure forming into a thick ball of euphoria knotting inside of my stomach.

"Please what?" He smirked against my skin as he bit lightly into my shoulder.

"Faster...harder"

At my demand he flipped me onto my stomach so fast I merely had time to think, snaking his hand under my abdominal muscles to lift my arse slightly he cuffed my wrists behind my back with his black tie.

Running the tip of his cock against my clit I sunk my bottom lip between my teeth as he thrust harshly through the pool of wetness between my thighs. "Fuck!" Draco hissed from behind me as his hips snapped back and forth.

He tilted his head back mutely mouthing "oh fuck" towards the ceiling as I began to thrust back against him, my orgasm began to unravel as my abdominal muscles clenched harshly.

"Shit...always so fucking euphoric" he panted as he gripped my hips.

His thumb swept underneath me to rub small repetitive circles against my clit, "oh—Fuck! Draco, yes just like that" my thighs began to tremble as stars began to form and flash I n my vision.

"Oh shit! That's it, good girl—come for me Adeline," he demanded from behind me, I could feel he was struggling to hold on. He tugged at the tie around my wrists, freeing me as he pinned my wrists back down to the mattress from behind. He fell forwards as he planted messy, heated kisses against the back of my neck.

His heavy pants warming my skin as his teeth sunk into my shoulder blades. "Yes! Draco I'm coming, oh shit" I moaned loudly as I fisted the bed sheets, my knuckles turning white as his hips snapped. "That's it good girl — oh, Fuck!" Draco growled into my skin as his release delved deep into my cervix.

After several minutes of heavy panting and harsh breathing he pulled out and rolled onto his back, pulling me against his chest instantly as I pushed the hair from his sweaty forehead. "Fuck Adeline, how..." he breathed as he gulped harshly. I chuckled into his chest.

"I love you," he panted into my hair as my grip on him tightened. "I love you too."

"I could definitely sleep right now," he groaned in a raspy, sleepy voice as he pulled my tighter against him.

"Draco!"

"Mm?"

"We need to get Elijah" I giggled against his chest as nodded with closed eyes.

"Come on lazy." I pulled from his arms.

"Lazy? I'd say I pretty much just fucked you into the mattress, I'd behave if I were you," he smirked as he rested his arm above his head onto the pillow.

I blushed a shade of scarlet as I re-dressed.

"You blush just like you used to back in school," he grinned as he rose from the bed, running his knuckled against my flushed cheeks.

**

"Draco, dear, we don't need more books!" I laughed as he scanned the book shop we were tucked away in, Elijah delving into a children's dragon adventure book. "Adeline! Do you want Elijah to grow up knowledge-less?" Draco demanded. "We have a bloody library at home, we have all of these books!" I cut him off as he huffed "well—whatever," he frowned as he attempted to smother the laugh tumbling from his lips.

**

"Ah ah, sit."

"But Draco I-"

"I said sit!"

I huffed as I sat into the kitchen bar stool, swivelling in circles as draco began to chop up vegetables, his sleeves rolled up his forearms with his top buttons of his shirt undone, his dragon leather belt resting comfortably on his hip bones at he rubbed at his stinging eyes from the onions.

After an amusing hour of watching Draco cook he sighed as he slumped into the dinner table, "well that was a bloody shambles," he rolled his eyes as he tasted his creation. "Tastes a fucking shambles as well." he chuckled. We both sat in laughter as we attempted to eat the food he'd prepared. Bless him. The though was there.

"Wine?"

"Most definitely," I smiled as he poured the mull alcohol into my glass.

**

Things never really changed much since that night.

We always clung onto each other as if our lives were dependent on it, as if, if we let go the world would slip uncontrollably from our grasps.

Draco would sometimes cry into my shoulder, I never poked it out of him because I know if he's comfortable fully talking about it then he will. It's mainly the guilt that chases after him, that lurks in the dark waiting to consume him. The guilt of the killing.

He always used to be so on edge when I was pregnant with Elijah, worried to be the monster his father took form in.

He'd never be, he was amazing. In fact he grasped onto Elijah in a need to constantly protect him, but allowed Eli's freedom at the same time. He was the perfect father, always zooming around with him on a broom as Eli always begged him to teach him quidditch. Which Draco was always highly excited about.

And now, as we sit on our patio, sun beating down on our delicate skins. Elijah running around the lengthy garden, I don't think the contrast to five years ago could be more vibrant.

We are happy, running a wizard fashion business and living our lives...as a family, the family we always longed for.

Because our families, well, they were...

Twisted.

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Fin.