Chapter four
June 5th 2004
Shivering and naked cocooned in a soothing cascade of falling water, as if im within arms that flow and hug gently
Beneath the shower head, the most reliable of silver clouds, I am the inverse lining the beating heart and core
Within the glassed four walled cubicle, I feel safe
Tipping my head back to allow the free flow to hit my face, gathering water in my mouth to spit into the rain watching it disappear
If only the troubles surrounding with just glide down the plug hole
Today is the day I was born, Twenty six years ago
I never know how to react, Father never bothered it was just another date on the calendar
Mother made minimal effort
My tight knit group of friends used it as an excuse to drink and have one night fumbles at the expense of the day I bust into the world
After, allowing my body to relax and reduce to a prune, I stepped out the shower
Wrapping an Egyptian cotton towel around my waist
Using a palm to wipe the condensation off the mirror above the sink
Six foot two frame, eyes like mystic fog you see at the beginning of a horror flick a thousand stories to tell.
All unspoken, non verbal
Scars scattered across my flesh, like natural tattoos accompanied by the man made one's
I found tattoos my outlet for expression
Punching things didn't get me far, fucking women got me less
So, feeling sad - Get a tattoo
Bad day at the office - Get a tattoo
Grocery store doesn't have the mango juice I like with my morning bagel - Go get a tattoo
I've become a tapestry
Some meaningful, most not I just thought they were interesting
Sighing at the once intimidating, soul crushing and panty dropping figure
Nothing more than a mirage of my former self
Sulking to the bedroom, I throw on dark wash denims, fixed in place a dragon leather belt, plain white tee and white trainers
I feel good, my style changed
No more suits for me, accept for formal events of course I'm not a damn heathen
Katya hates how I style myself, she is always Doused in fine silk dresses and red bottom heels
At the expense of my bank account of course
I appreciate that attire, but I've matured and adapted
Finishing the look with a silver chain hanging down my neck
I made my way to greet my wife, she isnt in the bedroom not that we often share she usually sleeps down the hall
Meaning me and my right hand have become reunited, since my teenage days
Stepping into the kitchen I see black balloons filling the dinning room, presents covering the table
I couldn't help the smile spreading on my face, as I saw my beautiful wife sipping coffee gracefully at the kitchen island
Our Manor was open plan, I enjoyed hosting dinner parties and being able to converse whilst cooking
We had elves but something about pouring your on creative juices into a meal, then watching the appreciation as it satisfies their palates
Hair swept over her left shoulder, knitted cream three piece crop top, short and cardigan hanging off her body slightly exposing those define collar bones
Kissing, sucking and biting that area was always my desire
"Morning gorgeous, all of this for me?" I spread my arms out gesture to the decor ? Secretly surprised she took the time
Usually this wasn't like the Katya I married, The Kat I dated and fell in love with
Yes, it was just like her
Has she come back to me?
She scoffed not looking up from the Witch Weekly spread in front of her
"No, of course not Draco"
Or not.
My smile vanished as quick as it came
"The elves brought it in this morning, was left on the door step early hours"
"Oh, yeah ok" I cleared my throat, eyeing up the coffee machine as I crossed the room
"D-do you know who sent it?" I asked not pulling my sights from the brewing cup, hiding the disappointment
"No idea, but Theo and Blaise will be over this afternoon"
With that she stood from the table, coming close enough to rub shoulders as she rinsed the China
I felt a cold, damp palm rest on knuckles whilst stirring in the creamer, adding two sugar lumps
Glancing to the left slightly, I watched Kats shoulders judder and sighs leaving her lips
Not bothering to ask what's wrong I just waited for any words
"Happy birthday Draco"
She reached into the top draw where we keep the cutlery pulling out a small red plush box, her mainucred fingers Shivering
"I did get you this for your birthday, I know its not your usually taste but it screamed your name"
A lump forms in my throat, mouth suddenly drying up
She is trying, finally
I am not blind to the hickeys on her neck that she comes home with occasionally, I'm aware she cheats on me
No, this isn't the marriage I dreamed of yet I can't let her go. This could be my only chance of real happiness, despite it being falsified
"Thank you darling" I uttered my brows furrowed as I reached out for the box she presented to me
Inside was an silver bracelet, thick chained. It was nothing like I owned
I had a lot of jewellery but never saw myself as a bracelet man, although I will give it a try just as she is
"Draco, if you don't like it that's ok.."
I cut her off by grasping her jaw in the palm of my hand just holding her watching as her face flashed with an uncertain look. Stark green globes down cast roaming up and down my body, she looked timid almost frail.
"I love it Kat, thank you" I placed a soft kiss on the corner of her mouth. In a quick movement she pushed her lips on to mine in a powerful kiss, not going to lie I was take a back by this action. She rarely takes me this way, usually I have to plead for even a peck on the cheek.
I cant remember the last time I kissed her this way and I quickly returned it with equal force. Before we could think clothes were scattered over the kitchen and she was bent over the counter top, my desperate dick pushing into her over and over.
As her back arched in pleasure, arss pushing back into my forcing me deeper into her flourished hole. My right hand gave me release but not the pleasure like this.
For some reason I couldn't help but have flash backs to the doe eyed girl I saved on the streets, her burnt orange eyes piercing onto me. She oozed mystery and innocence.
Shaking my head, I focused on the sun kissed beauty I'm balls deep in.
Her whole body writhing, vocal cords scratched
"Fuck Kat, I love you - please let me be the husband .. Ahh the husband you need" I huffed between grunts.
"Fuck draco, baby please I'll let you draco" She whined, reaching under us to rub my balls gently, that one action had my hues rolling.
"Yeah? You will, you'll finally give it up to me" whispering next to her ear in a seductive tone.
"Yes, God yes I'll be a good wife"
I felt like we were hormone driven teenagers again, Sampling eachother for the first time.
"My wife, my beautiful Katya" Picking up the Thrust, I slammed into her over and over
"Cum for me, soak me" She was Speechless her head lulled back, moaning loudly.
I felt the heat spread to my abdomen, shooting down my ..
"Katya, Holy.. I'm going to cum" my breathing staggers as my thursts slow out of sync.
After coming down from our highs, I spin Kat around holding her waist to keep her balanced, observing the slight wobble. We held eachother sweaty foreheads melded together, both our hairs wildly tosseled strands carelessly arranged.
Hearts thumping as we pecked eachother lips occasionally letting it turn more passionate. The familiar burn in my chest present, I was getting my girl back.
"Draco?" She whispered, burrowing herself into the crease of my neck between my jaw and shoulder.
"Mmm"
"I am sorry for how I've been and I promise you I'll try harder"
Her head raised to be inclined with my green and grey merging together in a swirl of regret.
"And I believe you, but the cheating ends I've been blind to it for too long" I mumble ashamed of myself for one accepting it and two for mention it during this rare delicate moment.
"Well, someone made advances to me practically begged me and I turned him down" She smiled as if that was an achievement
That irritated me, I moved away from her gathering my clothes, the veins in my neck bulged at her words.
"Congratulations" I muttered dryly flinging my hands in the air "but I'm afraid I gave myself the last medal for not plunging balls deep in the young waitress last Wednesday" I barked Shoving my legs into my jeans.
"You think the waitress is attractive?" She laughed, slipping her underwear back on to her still shaking body. I couldn't help at smirk over the number I did on her, clearly the cock she gets elsewhere is nothing compared.
"Of course, her petite waist and tits the size of watermelons" I chuckled, wiggling my eyebrows in a taunting Manor.
"Your a cunt you know that?" She shot back, heading toward the kitchen door.
"Takes one to know one darling"
"Oh suck a dick" Rolling her eyes, she struts into the hall mumbling insults as she leaves
Being the petty prick I am, I follow her not before pinching my still warm tea off the side. Leaning my body on the door frame, watching in glee as she starts slipping on her shoes.
"Now why would I steal your hobby"
She glares at me over her shoulder from her hunched position, straightening her spine. She giggles, the kind of giggle that makes you fearful of eating anything she ever cooks for you again. In fear of finding rat pellets.
"Fuck off, I'm going to my friends house" She shouts, sarcastically smiles, grabbing her car keys of the hook pulling the door open.
"Make sure you clean my cum out your pussy first unless he is into that" Not even looking back she flings a middle finger in my direction shutting the door with a bang.
Well, that went swimmingly.