Our Little Secret || Draco Malfoy

Chapter 2 - Parents (nsfw)

Draco looked down at me, his eyes burning. He tightened his grip on my hip and began thrusting deeper, drawing a loud keen from my mouth. "Oh fuck yes, Draco..." I whined. I felt myself tighten around him and I smirked when he let out a loud groan, his forehead dropping to mine. "So good, so fucking good, baby" Draco grunted, his voice nearly a growl. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, and Draco could tell too.

Draco moved his hand off of the mirror and held the back of my head, taking a fistful of my hair and pulling on it so I was looking at him. "Eyes on me, baby girl. Come on, I know you're right there. Let go." His words and his powerful thrusts made me unravel, shaking and moaning as my climax washed over me in burning waves. I felt Draco's legs begin to shake, his telltale sign that he was close to finishing too. 

I began to buck my hips against his, grinding a little against his thrusts and feeling myself get even wetter at his deep moans. "Please, Draco, I want it so bad." I whimpered, digging my nails into his shoulders, knowing a little pain would push him to his end. He shuddered, then shook his head, looking me dead in the eyes. "Want you to come again. Come with me." He growled, his hand dropping to my core and rubbing hard circles against my clit. I gasped and bucked into his hand, the tightening sensation in my belly getting stronger and stronger as my orgasm rushed towards me at breakneck speed. I knew another orgasm so soon would be mind-blowing, especially considering how sensitive I was from my first one still. One well-placed thrust and a final swipe over my clit were all it took to send me tumbling over the edge, crying out his name loudly as he pounded me through my climax. I heard Draco shout my name as he reached his peak as well, stilling inside of me before thrusting a few more times as he rode out his high.

Neither of us spoke. In the peaceful air of the dark night, the warmth of the dim bathroom lights only added to the afterglow that surrounded us. In the quiet moments after making love, Draco and I never felt the need to talk - there weren't words to describe what we felt anyway. I placed my hand gently on the side of Draco's face, brushing his sweaty hair off his forehead. At my touch, Draco opened his eyes and gazed down at me, his eyes showing all the love that I felt. In that quiet moment, I felt something shift in the atmosphere of the room. Some might say it was my desperation to be a mother, and doubt still had a deep hold in my mind, but there was a little voice in the back of my head saying, "Was that it? Did it finally happen?" 

Draco seemed to know what I was thinking just by looking at me, as usual, and said, "Only time will tell now love." I nodded reluctantly, kissing him softly and laughing when he picked me up off the counter and carried me back to our bed. Once we were both under the covers, Draco pulled me against his chest and kissed my temple. "I love you, Isabelle. Forever." He breathed against my skin. I fell asleep quickly, lulled into dreamland by the sound of his heartbeat, steady and strong.

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"I just don't know what to do! I mean, we've been trying for so long, and it never works out. Draco doesn't show it, but I know he's as upset as me." I said, swirling my tea around aimlessly in my mug, sitting at Ginny's kitchen table. Her and Hermione's sympathetic smiles did little to ease the ache I felt in the pit of my stomach - if anything, they made it worse. It had been a few weeks since Draco's and my late night bathroom adventure, and we had had a few more romps since then, but I didn't feel pregnant. I had even started looking at different wizarding adoption agencies, trying to come to terms with the fact that I might not be able to have a baby of my own. 

Ginny placed her hand on mine, smiling softly at me. "It will happen when it's supposed to, love. I know it. You'll be a mum one day." I sighed, trying to smile back at my sister-in-law, but failing. 

"Mummy!" 

We all turned and saw Ginny and Harry's one and a half-year-old son James pattering into the room. Ginny scooped him up and spread kisses all over his face, smiling. "Already awake, baby? Did you sleep well?" A wail sounded from upstairs, signaling that their newborn son Albus was wide awake and wanted attention as well. Ginny sighed and looked at me. "Do you mind?" She said, nodding to James. I grinned and held my arms out, kissing James cheeks as she placed him in my arms. "Of course not! How's my favorite little man?" I said, tickling his belly. James giggled and hugged me tightly, and my heart swelled. "You're going to be such a great mum," Hermione said, patting my leg. I sighed, smiling sadly at her. "One day, maybe."