Built for Sin (Draco Malfoy)

31 - PARIS

He hummed, giving each of my breasts one more kiss before stepping away to head towards the shower stall and turn on the shower head. He held out a hand once the hot water had started running, giving me one of his handsome smirks.

I jumped off the counter, taking his hand in mine before entering the spacious shower stall. Once Draco had shut the door behind us, I yanked on his hand and pulled him towards me. His chest collided with mine as we stood underneath the rain shower head. 

I bit my lip, standing up on my tip toes and resting my arms on his shoulders. I gazed lovingly up at him while he snaked his arms around my waist, gently rubbing his thumbs against the small of my back. I beamed in response to his soft touch and leaned forward to kiss his lips.

We spent the rest of our shower exchanging tender kisses, massaging shampoo and conditioner into each other's hair, and gently rubbing body wash into one another's skin.

When Draco was washing my back, he took his time trailing his hands up my spine. His rubbed his palms against my shoulder blades in a circular motion before moving my hair to one side and lightly kissing my shoulder.

The soft pitter patter of the water against the tile floor was enough to bring me to sleep. Sometimes I'd lean back against Draco's chest and close my eyes, feeling him wrap his strong arms around me and bury his face into my neck.

At last, we finally finished showering and stepped out of the steam-filled stall. Draco picked a towel off of the rack and started patting it against my skin, drying me off. While he was drying himself, I walked over to the closet and grabbed two white bathrobes.

I handed Draco one of the robes. I was in the midst of putting my robe on when Draco grabbed my robe belt and pulled me into his chest. He leaned down for a kiss, "Sorry, I just can't stop kissing you."

I giggled against his lips, "I know. I'm hard to resist."

Draco scoffed, rolling his eyes and fastening his robe belt before exiting the bathroom. I secured my robe belt in place and followed in his footsteps.

"Should we order room service?" he asked, his back facing me as he examined the menu sitting on the desk.

I hummed, placing my hands on his upper arms and resting my head on his shoulder while I nodded, "Yes, we should."

I took out a wand and cast a spell to dry my hair while Draco called room service. I collapsed onto the couch, closing my eyes to rest for a bit while we waited for our food to be delivered. 

A few minutes passed, and there was finally a knock on the door. I jumped up from the couch, suddenly awake, "I'll get it!"

Draco chuckled from where he sat rummaging through his luggage bag.

I jogged towards the door, opening it to reveal a man dressed in a suit with a cart that was topped off with champagne and desserts.

"That looks amazing," I smiled at him. "Merci beaucoup!"

The man laughed upon hearing my horrible attempt at speaking French. He pushed the cart into our hotel room before glancing over his shoulder to look at me. A dreamy smile was plastered on his face as he started speaking with an alluring French accent, "You're very cute. Is this your first time in France?"

Draco jumped up from his seat. He stepped in front of me, narrowing his eyes at the French man, "Yes, now fuck off."

The man looked alarmed as Draco gestured with his hands and shooed him out the door. Draco huffed, slamming the door behind him and locking it instantly.

"He was just being nice, you know," I tittered.

"He was just being nice, you know," Draco said in a mocking voice and made a face at me.