《A dangerous game.》20
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lol last chapter was too sad for me so let's spice it up for a bit, a bit of smut also cause I was feeling risky😍😋
As Lana woke up in Draco's bed he was no longer on her chest and not even in the room. She was by herself and yet it gave her flashbacks of the night she stayed in Draco's apartment.
Her feet hit the hard wood floor as a long t shirt hung from her which wasn't there before. She walked out seeing Draco shirtless standing in front of the fridge. "Hey you want some coffee?" He called as she turned confused, is he not going to talk about last night? She thought.
As she stepped closer he turned around pulling her in by the waist and giving her a kiss as she smiled. "I think I will wait, I'm not that thirsty." She said as she sat on the barstool watching Draco opened the coffee bags and start to make a cup.
"How did you sleep?" He asked as she placed her chin in her hands as he waited for an answer.
"Good, how did you sleep? You know with everything-"
He quickly cut her off turning around leaning on the counter "Yeah let's not bring that up for now." He laughed but he was still in a serious tone as she nodded slowly.
"Why?" She asked as he looked back at the coffee praying that it would be done because he doesn't want to have this conversation.
"It was embarrassing, I don't want to talk about it." He stated as she put on a confused face but nodded anyways.
Maybe Draco doesn't like to talk about his emotions? She thought.
As the coffee was brewing he walked around the counter to the girl as he looked at her in his shirt "I like it on you." He smirked holding her side sending goosebumps through her body as she smiled.
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"Me too." She stood up started to walk away but Draco pulled her back in. His eyes locked with hers and her body right in front of him. His hand glided across her cheek softly as he pushed a piece of hair behind back behind her ear.
His lips leaned in connecting with hers as his hands picked her up dropping her on the counter as his lips glided down her body. She held onto his neck as his large hands gripped her side while she straddled him.
"Do you want to feel good Lana? Like I haven't been able to do in so long..." he breathed against her neck as her eyes closed from pleasure already as his finger ran up her bare leg.
She didn't say anything "Love you have to say something." He spoke as she gulped not believing she was about to say this.
"Yes Draco, make me feel good." She whispered as he nodded slowly kissing down her chest slowly sliding off her shirt along with his action.
As his lips went down her stomach she pushed her head back letting out a soft moan. His fingers played with the seem of her panties pulling them down as he did so. "Watch me darling." He demanded as his finger rubbed in circular motions around her clit.
Her head dropped down as she connected with his eyes right at her level as his fingers played with her pussy.
As he started to speed up they heard voices approaching the door. Lana quickly threw her shirt on as Draco slowly removed his fingers as he stood up before they walked in. Their faces turned surprised as they saw Lana fixing her shirt flustered as Draco was as well. "Oh.. are we interrupting something?" Theodore asked as he shut the front of slowly.
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"No not at all." Lana spoke as Draco stepped behind her mouthing 'yes you were'.
"Sorry mate." Blaise chuckled landing on the couch as he turned on a show.
"Thank Merlin we can use magic now." Theodore huffed as he took out his wand setting the scrubbers and dishes to work. "I hated having to do the dishes."
Lana chuckled "I really have to get my own place." Draco groaned as blaise turned around looking offended.
"Hey!" He shouted as Draco smirked walking over to them with coffee.
"What month is it?" Theodore asked as he walked over to the fridge as well.
"March- shit even fucking closer to that ball." Draco groaned as Lana walked over to the couch confused.
"What ball?" She asked as he chuckled.
"An annual wizard ball that the higher families host." Blaise said "and Draco already told his dad he has a date so you kind of have to come." He smirked as Draco hit him.
"You don't." He laughed knowing Lana is going to be in a room with wizards that could kill her in 5 seconds if they could.
"That sounds fun." She smiled as Theodore scoffed behind them as he joined everyone.
"No it isn't." He said as she turned to him wondering why it wouldn't be.
"Because some of the people there would probably fucking kill you if they found out you were not a wizard." Draco smirked as Lanas stomach turned as she stared at him terrified "Kidding..." she calmed down "a little." He smirked.
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