Scarlet Women Chapter 24
Ginny rested her hand on Draco’s chest as he drew her closer to her. She nuzzled his neck and he closed his eyes.
Draco felt the buttons of his shirt being undone and he sighed. He was back at Hogwarts. His father could never touch him again. He felt her smooth hand wind her was down the light dusting of hair over his chest. Ginny genuinely cared about him. He felt her snake a hand between his legs. He breathed deeply.
“I think it may be time to explore the bedroom,” he said quietly.
“That might be a good idea,” said Ginny, pulling back and looking at him.
He looked thinner, but it wasn’t just his build, he was holding himself differently. He looked older, more sure of himself.
“What?” asked Draco.
“Nothing,” said Ginny. “I’m just glad you’re OK.”
Draco smiled down at Ginny and kissed her gently.
A naked Severus tossed a naked Hermione bodily onto the large expanse of black velvet that was his bed. She giggled and tried to scramble away from him. He grabbed a foot and pulled her to him. She squirmed, but found her arms folded and pinned to her chest, Severus lay on her back pinning her to the soft comforter, his erection pressing into her lower back.
“Thought you could escape, did you?” Severus said softly. Hermione shivered at the sound of his voice.
“Why would I want to?” asked Hermione, pushing back into him. His breath caught in his throat.
“This is beautiful,” said Draco, looking around his bedroom as he undressed Ginny. The walls were covered in green brocade wallpaper, the carpet and the ceiling black. The bed itself was modern and chrome, the coverings and curtains fashioned of green velvet. Fires captured in glass globes were set into small nooks in the wall at regular intervals.
Ginnys robes dropped heavily to the floor and Draco slid his lips over her shoulder. He felt her sigh and felt her arms lightly encircle his waist. She pulled away from him gently and backed herself onto his bed.
She lay on the bed in just a pair of white panties and raised her arms above her head. Draco dropped his robes to the ground and crawled onto the bed to lay next to her, wearing a pair of black undergarments.
“It’s only for a couple of months,” Ginny said kissing him on the cheek.
Draco ran his hands over her, examining the freckled porcelain skin under his hands. “It’s wonderful,” he said softly. “You’re wonderful.
Ginny blushed prettily and Draco felt himself ache for her. He brushed his lips over hers and slid a finger under the elastic waist of her panties. She reached up and put her arms around him. He tugged down and felt her hands go to his own waist.
Hermione squirmed on the bed, trying to wrestle away from Severus, laughing. He twisted her on her back and fought a knee between her legs as he held her hands down on the mattress. He kissed her and she returned it as he wrenched her legs apart with his. He positioned himself near her entrance and felt her tease him, pretending to struggle. He slowly pushed himself in and she stopped wiggling so he could pierce her. Once he was nestled inside her the struggle began again.
He closed his eyes and pushed the image of a muggle teenager doing much the same thing Hermione was doing. Except she was not so willing and he was much younger. He opened his eyes and Hermione growled at him.
It would have been ferocious had she not sounded so much like a lion cub. Severus quirked a small smile at her and thrusted suddenly and sharply. He watched her eyes close and her face flush.
Hermione half struggled under Severus as he pounded into her. His hands pinned her arms to the bed and she writhed under him.
“Is this too much?” asked Severus as his teeth worried her shoulder.
Hermione wriggled a hand free and placed it on one of his hips. She pulled him into her in a slightly different rhythm.
“Harder,” she ordered as she wriggled her hand back under his, pinning herself back under him.
Hermione changed her struggle to a grind under Severus and soon she began moaning loudly. She was startled when Severus began moaning with her. His deep baritone reverberated off his bedroom walls and Hermione prayed his quarters were soundproof.
Draco lay on his back, his hands on Ginnys hips. She had traced her lips over his chest, arms, hands, feet, calves, thighs, before she took the head of his penis in her mouth and began to hum softly. He had clenched his hands on the sheets and arched his back as she slid her way down his shaft. He felt her gently take one of his hands and entwine it in her dark red hair.
He had guided her with whispers of encouragement and gentle tugging on her hair, which she seemed to like. His eyes locked with hers as she pleasured him. He had to close them to prevent him from exploding. He had guided her off his penis reluctantly and felt her sigh as she lowered herself on him.
Draco opened his eyes and watched as Ginny leaned back, drawing him in and out of her slowly. Flexing her muscles so she pulled on him as she drew away. He reached out and placed his thumb on her clit. He drew small firm circles on her as she set her pace. He watched as sweat beaded on her upper lip. He reached his other hand up and caressed one of her breasts. She began moaning loudly as his finger brushed over a nipple. He fought the urge to speed up his stroking on her. He knew a change in the rhythm now might not work and then they’d have to start over. Fun, yes; but frustrating.
Ginny screwed her face up as she came, her body shaking on top of Draco. He waited until she had finished and collapsed on him before he turned her on her back and he opened her legs. He felt his way in and felt her arms draw around him. Ginny sighed contentedly in his ear as he began moving in and out of her.
Hermione dug her fingernails in Severus’ back as her climax grew. He increased his speed and began grinding his hips from side to side as he pushed into her. She screamed and arched under him, lifting them both from the bed.
As she clamped down on him in climax Severus felt himself begin to rise. He shouted her name as he spilled into her.
He collapsed onto her and felt her brushing the sweaty hair out of his eyes.
“That was amazing,” she said softly.
He nuzzled her neck and made a sound sort of like a growling purr.
She closed her eyes and breathed in his scent. She felt his body get heavier as he relaxed further. She sighed resignedly as she felt consciousness leave him. If he got too heavy she’d just roll him over.
Draco watched Ginny raise her eyebrows and close her eyes and a second climax overtook her. He squeezed one of her breasts and watched as the soft skin formed hard brown nubs. He felt his own climax building.
Draco pulled out of Ginny suddenly and wrapped his hand around his erection. She watched as his face contorted and he spilled out over her stomach. His breathing seemed to match the spurts of fluid leaving him. She smiled gently as he finally opened his eyes to look at her. She reached down and began rubbing him into her. He watched as the signs of him were absorbed by her skin and reached out to find her surprisingly soft. He lay beside her and kissed her.
“Thank you for everything,” he said softly. “This can’t have been easy for you and you have no reason to be speaking to me. I’ve brought you nothing but trouble.”
“So do Fred and George,” said Ginny smiling at him. “But I still talk to them.”
“Good point,” said Draco giving her a small smile. “I suppose that makes sense.”
Ginny turned her back to Draco and he wrapped his arms around her. He breathed in the scent of her hair and closed his eyes.
He felt her body go limp and her breathing get deeper as sleep overtook her. He stroked her hair absently and whispered the word that would lower the lights.
In the darkness he only felt Ginny, only she existed. He no longer felt the pain in his damaged body, now if he could only let go of the pain he felt in his heart. The spot where his family used to occupy.