{WARNING - This chapter contains sexual scenes}
Draco's pov -
I woke up with a warm feeling in my chest, my god, what that girl does to me. I tried so hard in school to not show what she did to me. From the moment she stepped into the great hall, my chest felt warm, my skin tingled, my limbs grew weak. Why couldn't she believe me? She was something, someone I couldn't have, and that only made my desire worse.
She was broken, unable to express herself how she truly wanted. Whatever that Weasel did to her has completely fucked her up. If only she knew the things I'd do to anyone who dared to lay a finger on her, to anyone who hurt her, anyone who made her feel worthless, helpless. She has no idea of all the things I'd do for her.
Being sent to Nott manor by Snape was possibly the best and worst thing that could happen. I could see her every day, be with her every minute, hold her when she needed, though her trust issues held her back from thinking the same. The way her eyes sparkled when she laughed always made my knees weak, constantly pulled me away from my rude facade. I pushed her away to protect her, not to mention, she was a Gryffindor, though at that time, it seemed like nothing mattered, I wanted her, she needed to be mine. Still, the feelings that I truly hated, never left.
Even with the disguise she used at the bar, she was the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen, no one could compare. No matter what colour she changed her eyes to be, she could never hide the small sparkle that stayed whenever she laughed, whenever she held that pretty smile on her perfect lips.
I thanked Salazar the very second she had to sit next to me during DADA in our fourth year, I thanked him every time we held a small conversation, even if it was filled with her snarky comments. That's what made her so special, not only her looks, but her insanely hot attitude. No one would dare talk to me the way she did, the confidence she had to give me the nickname 'asshole' sent me into spirals. She was so different, so undeniably unique, unlike anyone I had ever seen.
It broke me to see the scars on her wrist after I caught her and Potter out of bed after hours, it broke me to see how broken she was. Not only the scars from Umbridge, but the countless other lines that decorated her soft skin. As she rested on my chest the first night I arrived at the manor, my hands wondered along her back, it physically hurt me to feel the endless amount of scars on her back. To feel the lines that she could never get rid of, the lines that would tie her down, the lines that changed her.
I finally decided to roll over to meet her gaze, though she was gone, once again. There was no sign of her peaceful face like there was yesterday. I sighed to myself at the realisation she wanted to be the one to leave, she couldn't afford another broken heart. Though we weren't really anything, it hurt that she thought I would leave her. It hurt that she thought I would carelessly break her, it hurt that she wanted to be the one to leave without a trace.
As I sat up in the bed, I noticed a note that was placed neatly on the bedside table with my name on it.
Asshole,
Gone to train in the forrest, come if you'd like.
Just shout if you get lost ;)
Fawn
I chuckled to myself as I read the note over and over again. The way her hand writing glided over the white page caused my eyes to trail through every letter she had written. I finally pulled my eyes away from the paper and got dressed. I was told to help her train, but I needed to see what Theo had already taught her, apparently she was good. Her father had warned me that she picks up things very easily and could kill me if she had the chance.
I didn't doubt her abilities, she had dragons blood flowing in her veins, of course she could kill me if she wanted to, she could kill anyone with one small movement.
I made my way down to the forrest and performed the spells to allow me through the wards before I began my search. I listened for any sound of heavy breathing, or any movement. After about three minutes of walking, I could hear her, I heard her pants as something hit a tree next to me. I turned to the tree and spotted a dagger stuck in between the dark bark, as I looked to the direction of where it came, there she was.
Fuck she looked good.
A black fitted long sleeve shirt with grey sweatpants, it was casual and possibly not the greatest thing to wear for training, but she looked too good to be true.
"Morning." I smirked as I looked her up and down for possibly the hundredth time.
"Morning asshole." She smiled as she walked closer to me.
My breath hitched slightly in my throat as she pressed her body against mine then pulled away once she pulled the dagger from the tree behind me. That was undeniably hot.
"So, what else you got Deer?" I smirked.
She rolled her tongue against her cheek with a dark smirk before turning around and walking away. I narrowed my eyes in confusion as I began to follow her. She lead me to a clearing in the forrest, every single tree surrounding us had a target ring burnt into the bark with hundreds of marks around the perfect circles, made by the small daggers she held in her hands.
"Theo taught me how to throw, how to aim, how to hit what I wanted." She said to me while looking up though her eyelashes.
I could take her right here, right fucking now.
"Unfortunately, that was all he taught me before he... left." She turned her gaze away from mine.
"Well then, start running." I smirked.
"What?" She laughed in confusion.
"I need to see what you can do. So I'm going to count to five, and you're gonna start running." I said slowly.
"One..."
She stayed still.
"Two..."
She cocked her head.
"Three..."
She turned.
"Four..."
She was running.
"Five!"
I chased after her.
She ran quickly, weaving through the large trees, trying to throw me off. I wasn't too far behind her, maybe if she had of started when I told her to, she would have been further ahead. Her breaths were heavy as she continued to run at full speed. She didn't bother to turn back to check how far behind I was, good. If she turned, she could hit a tree. She was smart.
My eyes were set on her, focusing on my pace as I tried to catch up to her. I was about two feet away from her, readying myself to grab her waist. Though she did something that caught me completely off guard. She used a tree to swing herself around the other direction, running back to where we came from. It took me a second to realise before I turned around and continued to follow.
Her breaths became distant as her frame began to disappear, I was far behind now. She had completely took me by surprise. My eyes flicked around through the forrest, looking for any sign of her. My heart almost left my body when my jumper was suddenly stuck to a tree behind me, a dagger was holding me there, one thrown precisely to trap me.
She was good.
She was perfect.
As I looked at her, a wide smile was plastered to her stunning face, a smile I never wanted to fade. I couldn't help but lick my lips at the sight of her, the sparkle in her eyes caused my heart to beat quickly. I grabbed the dagger from my jumper and the tree, then slowly walked towards her.
I held the dagger tightly in my hand before swiping it towards her body, which the thankfully dodged. I continued to move the dagger, trying to hit her, she dodged every single slash I sent her. I watched as she pulled out another dagger and began to perform the same movements I did, she held it tightly as she tried to cut me, tried to stab me. I moved my hand upwards and brought it down quickly, aiming to stab her shoulder, hoping she would dodge it.
Thankfully, she bent down and moved in between my legs, getting behind me. She caught me off guard once again as he held her dagger to my neck, threatening to cut me. We stood there for a moment before I moved the dagger in my hand to nearly stab her in her stomach, though she moved quickly and somehow knocked me down so I was lying on my back. She moved her hands to hold mine above my head as she knelt over my body, a knee on each side, holding the shiny metal to my neck once more.
She looked so unbelievably good at this angle.
"What do you want for lunch?" She asked.
I narrowed my eyes in confusion, "You're really thinking about food right now?"
"Neither of us have eaten today." She shrugged, still holding my hands and the dagger tightly.
"I can think of something I'd want to eat." I smirked.
"What is it?" She narrowed her eyes and cocked a brow.
"It's not necessarily classified as food..." I looked up and down her body.
"We're in the middle of a forrest Draco." She laughed slightly.
"Good, no one will be able to hear you scream." I growled.
Her grip on my hands loosened which allowed me to pull myself up and crash my lips onto hers. We moved slow at first, though as soon as she dropped the dagger and her hands trailed to the back of my neck, gripping tightly on my hair, I knew I was done for. She began moving her hips, grinding herself against my hardening dick. Her breath hitched as she felt a sense of pleasure, I took this opportunity to slip my tongue into her mouth before darting down to her neck, sucking on the sweet spot just above her clavicle.
Merlin she was good, she moaned as I sucked on her sensitive skin while she gracefully moved her hips to graze across my dick, her moans alone were enough to cause small grunts to escape my lips, but with the added movement and pressure... my god- I could not get enough of this girl. I moved my hands to tug at the bottom hem of her shirt, desperate to tug it off her, which I did.
She sat on on my lap only in her black lacy bra and sweatpants, I was going to take her right there, I could tell we both needed this. I was able to lift her off the ground and push her up against a tree as she helped me to remove her sweatpants. Our breaths were heavy as she attached her lips back to mine, rolling her tongue around with mine. She began to undo my belt and slowly proceeded to undo the button and zipper of my black jeans, our lips never leaving each others.
"Fuck..." I grunted as she began to play with the waistband of my boxers.
I delicately slid her underwear to one side, though, before I could even lay a finger on her, she pulled away from our kiss.
"What are you doing Pierce?" I breathed, holding my hands tightly on her hips.
"You sure you wanna do this in the forrest?" She laughed.
"I've never wanted something so bad in my life." I whispered into her ear before diving back into her neck, sucking harshly at all the spots that would make her moan.
I could feel her body shudder under my touch, causing a smirk to appear on my lips as I continued to nip at her neck.
"Stop with the foreplay and fuck me already." She grunted as she pushed my shoulders away from her so she could look into my eyes.
She looked desperate, almost as desperate as I was, but I couldn't let her see that. I licked my lips as I watched her chest rise and fall, she looked too good to be true, I felt the need to slap myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Then she did the thing that always sent me over the edge, from the first time I watched her do it in DADA, I knew it was all over.
She bit her fucking lip.
"Don't do that." I growled, causing her to smirk.
"I really don't know what you're talking about..." She bit her lip again to antagonise me.
"Jump." I licked my lips once more.
She didn't hesitate to do as I said, and I caught her perfect thighs with ease. She rested in my arms perfectly, as if she was always meant to be there, perfectly sculptured. I leaned her up to rest against the rough tree and once again, pulled her underwear to the side. She didn't hesitate to pull the waistband of my boxers down, causing my dick to hit her clit, allowing a shuddered breath to escape her lips.
Her hands here placed around my neck as she closed her eyes, waiting, patiently waiting for something to happen. I also waited, I waited to see her eyes flicker open before I'd do anything. As she slowly fluttered her eyes open to meet mine, I thrusted my whole length inside her, she did exactly as I hoped. She held the eye contact, her eyes grew wide as I continued to thrust into her tight cunt.
"Merlin Fawn, you're so wet for me." I grunted as she gripped my hair tightly.
She felt so fucking euphoric, there was almost no other way to describe her. The way her eyes would roll to the back of her head whenever I hit her g-spot, or the way her back arched when I reached a new depth. She was perfect, and I needed her to know. She moaned loudly, which only caused more and more grunts and moans to escape my own lips.
Thank fuck we were surrounded by trees.
"Shit Draco!" She screamed.
My god- this girl was going to kill me.
I dove my lips to meet the soft skin on her neck, I kissed her roughly, leaving marks wherever I could. I couldn't help but grip tightly onto her thighs, I could tell I would be leaving some form of bruising, but everything was too good. My senses were overwhelmed as I continued to fuck her against the tall tree.
"You gonna come for me my pretty little whore?" The words slipped from my lips and fell into her ear.
I pulled back to watch her eyes light up at my words, her lips curled upwards into a dark smirk as she contemplated replying to me.
"Answer me slut." I demanded.
The things she made me do...
The things she made me say...
"Yes-" She gasped.
It was my turn to roll my eyes to the back of my head now, she was undeniably good, undeniably flawless. I couldn't help but thrust even deeper which caused a loud scream to escape from the back of her throat. She began to dig her nails into my back, something that filled me with both pain and pleasure, something so damn good.
Her moans were all over the place, echoing around us. I felt her begin to tighten around my dick, I knew she was close, and so was I. I could feel my dick begin to twitch and throb as I was filled with an overwhelming sense of pleasure, too much to handle.
"Let go." She whispered as she ducked her head into the crook of my neck, kissing on my skin.
Her small use of words made me let out a louder than anticipated moan, causing her head to shoot back up and look directly into my eyes. She instantly interlocked her lips with mine as we both inched closer and closer to our climaxes. Her moans that slipped into my mouth caused chills to run up and down my arms, my spine, my neck, everywhere.
My thrusts began to get sloppy as I was merely moments away from coming. I moved my right hand from her thigh and began to draw circles around her clit, she gasped at the sensation and rolled her head back to hit the bark of the tree. I kissed her neck, inching down slowly before sucking harshly at her sweet spot.
"Fuck- Draco- I'm gonna come-" She whined.
"I know- so am I..." I breathed.
I moved faster and harder until I knew we couldn't hold on any longer, her legs began to twitch and jolt as she was merely seconds before finding her orgasm. The tug I had felt in my stomach had stopped as I finally found my release and was met with hers at the same time. My god- she was fucking paradise.
Our heavy breaths filled the silence of the space around us.
We just fucked in a forrest.
And there was only one girl I would ever want to do that with, and it was her. The only girl I would ever do anything like that with, and we did. I wanted to tell her, but I couldn't put what I was feeling into proper words.
"Come on, let's go get lunch." She laughed as I gently placed her on the ground, holding her waist just incase she fell. I looked into her eyes, the deep red had crept through, causing my heart to jolt at the sight.
I watched her closely as we walked back to the manor, watching her wobble and squint her eyes in pain every time she took a step. I knew she didn't want to admit to the pain, or the slight wobble in her step, so I continued to smirk as I followed her closely behind.
"Could you grab me one of my viles from my bedside please?" She asked sweetly as she began making sandwiches.
I didn't ask any questions, just apparated into her room and opened her bedside draw. She had a lot of these things, tiny purple bottles with brown corks which sealed the openings. I pulled one of the small things out of the bag it was in and just as I was about to close the draw, my eyes darted over to her journal.
My chest felt heavy with sadness as I remember what I had read yesterday. My French wasn't perfect, mum had tried to teach me for a few years. I smiled to myself as I kept one thought in my head...
She's still here, and she's not going anywhere.
I quickly apparated back into the kitchen, making her jump slightly as I appeared.
"Here you go Deer." I smiled as I handed her the purple glass bottle.
"Thanks." She returned the smile before popping the cork off and downing it within one gulp.
"I had been meaning to ask if you had a..." I trailed off.
"Contraceptive? Yeah, dad makes them for me. Says he doesn't trust the store bought shit." She chuckled lightly.
"Fair enough." I returned the laugh.
"So... how'd I do with training?" She smirked as she handed me a plate with a sandwich on it.
"You were- and still are, exceptional Fawn Pierce." I admired.