Re: A Secluded Spot by the Lake

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco smiled and sat up as she got up and threw the ball. The second Max was off after the ball he reached up and grabbed her around the waist and pulled her down into his lap. "This is much better." He smirked and pulled her hat down further before he gave her a long kiss.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy was busy watching Max take off across the snowy ground after the ball as it disappeared down into the snow. She didn't see Draco watching her, reaching up for her waist. Because of that, she squeaked in surprise as he pulled her back down to him, ending up sitting in his lap. "He'll be back, though." She chewed on her lip for a second as he fixed her hat, wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed him back.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco knew that Max would be back and was ready for it. As soon as the puppy bounded back Draco grabbed the ball and threw it as hard as he could across the grounds. Max let out a bark of excitement and flew of after it, puffs of snow blowing up after his heels. He turned back to Pansy and smiled at her, not immediately kissing her again.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy kissed Draco happily while they had a moment, but soon Max was back and Draco threw the ball again, sending the little black puppy flying off after it in a whirlwind of snow. Pansy laughed as Max nearly took a nosedive and tumbled across the ground, digging through the snow and searching for the mostly-buried ball. She looked at Draco out of the side of her eyes, surprised that he hadn't immediately pounced on the moment of alone-ness to kiss her again.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco smirked at her when she looked at him, still staring at her. His eyes wandered across her face, taking in her deep brown eyes and her soft lips before his gaze moved down to her neck. He gently pulled down her scarf just a little and his smirk widened. There it was, the mark he had left on her in the alley last night.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy watched him in return as he looked her over, his eyes wandering down to her neck. She instantly knew what he was looking for, and when he moved her scarf she knew for sure. "I should hate you for that. I believe I promised you there would be consequences if it was still there tomorrow. Which is today." She glared at him playfully and shook her head at him.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco met her eyes momentarily, still smirking, "Really? And what," he pressed a kiss to her cheek, "might," her jaw, "that," under her ear, "consequence," and finally on the mark itself before he pulled back to look at her again, "be?" He darted in to give her a quick kiss on the lips before pulling back, his smirk still in place.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy laughed all the while his lips traveled from place to place. She looked at him a moment when he had stopped and sat there just smirking at her. Chewing on her lip while she thought of some kind of retaliation, she cursed her lack of creativity today and could only really come up with one thing. "A mark for a mark, of course." She put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him onto his back in the snow, leaning down over him and kissing him on the lips before moving along his jaw and onto his neck, up high just under his jaw, where not even a turtle neck would hide it, just above where his scarf rested. She smirked before she kissed him there, sucking on his skin and biting lightly, only just beginning her assault on his neck, her payback.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco smirked, not complaining in the slightest when she pushed him back into the snow. As she set to work leaving her own token on his neck his fingers played with the hair at the back of her neck, his other arm securely around her holding her in place. His eyes wandered and they fell on Max, who for once was just sitting there. The ball was in the snow and he was staring at the, head to one side, wondering what the hell was going on.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy continued sucking and biting on his neck, her fingers twisting into his hair that she was happy he still hadn't cut. Eventually she pulled away slowly, glancing down at the little red mark on his neck quite satisfied with her work. "Now we're even, at least a little." She grinned down at him, kissing him on the lips quickly before turning to look at Max, who was still sitting there as if he couldn't quite figure out why she had Draco pinned to the ground.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco traced his fingers over her mark again, "Even for now." He looked over at Max again and raised an eyebrow, "What is it Maximus?" He took his hand from her neck and reached out to scratch the dog under the chin which triggered something in Max, all of a sudden he was nosing in between them, licking their faces and getting snow everywhere.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy laughed a little, her own thumb resting just over the mark on his neck. "What do you mean 'for now'?" But she followed his gaze to look at Max. Pansy groaned and laughed simultaneously as they were attacked with puppy kisses and snow. "Now you've invited him to our cuddle piles! Goodness Draco you're going to make this dog impossible to train." She sat up, still essentially of on top of Draco, though I guess maybe she's straddling him now since she was sort of lying on top of him a moment ago, and petted Maximus as he paced and jumped and circled them. "He was cool with just waiting his turn a second ago, you know."

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco laughed and dragged Max down so their faces were both looking up at her, "But we're just so cuddly! You know you want us." He laughed at her as she sat straddling him. Well he was not about to complain about this position. When all of a sudden Max was trying to eat his hat Draco let go of the large puppy, "Hey! Max!" All of a sudden his hat was gone and the dog was off, running across the grounds.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy did not think of this position as anything remarkably special, seeing as she's a perfect unicorn. "Cuddly, maybe, but now you know we'll never get a moment of just us." She tilted her head at him, thinking maybe he'd missed that point of it being good for Max knowing to wait. She smiled again when Max stole Draco's hat, taking off with it flopping from his mouth. Looking back down at Draco, her stomach did that familiar little flipping thing, his hair all messed up all over his head, especially so because it was longer now than it usually was. She didn't say anything, just looked at him, a little smile on her face as she took in his hair and his eyes and the way his hair fell across his eyes.

Like this. *blinks*

Spoiler:

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco chuckled and pulled her down towards him, "It we want alone time we just have to leave him in your room," he glanced to the side and saw Max running around, "Or give him my hats apparently." Sliding his arms back around her again he kissed her, pulling her into his warmth as a gust of wind blew a fine layer of snowy powder over them.

Draco thinks that Max can steal his hat any time. Really.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy pouted a little, even though he pulled her down toward him again. "We can't just leave him cooped up all the time. We'll just have to give him your hats." She smirked and reached for his hair, running her fingers through it as she stared at his eyes, the snow reflecting in them making them even brighter. Kissing him back, she leaned into his warm body, glad Max was distracted again.

[Draco Malfoy]

Distracting Max will be Draco's new hobby. For a moment he debated what else would work... socks? scarves? Then he decided that this wasn't the time and refocused on Pansy, cuddled on top of him, in the snow. The past two days had been like a dream and he wanted to keep it this way for as long as he could but he knew that real life would kick in and that as much as he loved this they couldn't be this way, so free all the time. He didn't want to keep it a secret again but he knew that he couldn't show his affection for her as freely, it could only lead to negative consequences. For now though they were here, together and nothing was stopping them.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy was in complete heaven being able to spend time with Draco like this. Wherever they pleased, doing whatever they pleased, no longer stuck in the lounge with the door locked under six spells and charms. It wasn't just at their houses that they could be like this anymore, it was any time they were together, and she loved it, loved the affection they could share and the warmth, physical and emotional, of being together. Ignoring Max for the moment, who was still perfectly happy tossing and catching Draco's hat in the air, she continued to kiss Draco. The wind blew over them, whipping her hair to the side, but she paid it no attention, much preferring kissing Draco instead.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco didn't really care what Max was doing right at that very moment, the dog could be skating figure eights on the lake and performing triple lutzes and Draco wouldn't notice, all he cared about was the young woman in his arms. With his arms still around her he rolled them in the snow so he was now on top of her, shielding her from the wind off the lake. He pulled back for a moment and looked at her, her hair loose under her hat and spread over the white snow like dark veins. He slowly leaned back in, keeping eyecontact until the last second when their lips met again.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy laughed as she rolled him, she laughs all the time with him, smiles, grins, laughs, over and over and she had Draco to thank for all the happiness. She ran her hands down his face as she looked up at him, his hair flipping in the wind a little as it rushed over them. She kept looking at his eyes until they closed and his lips were on hers again. She pulled him closer, putting her arms around his neck and raising one knee slightly to be more comfortable, glad that his elbows were holding him up above her so she wasn't being squashed.

[Draco Malfoy]

They are totally almost in the spider web. Pansy was the only person with whom he would laugh and grin as often as he would smirk or make a cutting remark. Draco snuggled down into her, the wind a little cold without a hat on and pulled back from the kiss, his face burying itself into her neck again, kissing along her jaw. He was not leaving another mark. Nope. Not at all.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

If he leaves another mark, Pansy may not be so good natured about it as she was before. There might be actual real consequences this time, and not ones he would like -insert stern look from Pansy here-. Just a warning. Regardless, she trusted him and tilted her head back a little, lifting her chin as he kissed down her jaw, her fingers moving through his hair, hands protecting his ears from the wind a little bit.

[Draco Malfoy]

Pansy likes the marks, and he only leaves them because he wants everyone to know she's his. Obviously. His kisses moved up her jawline and he pressed a kiss behind her ear before moving down her neck, resulting in his face buried in her scarf, holding her close and enjoying cuddling her for a moment. They had always hugged as children but it was so much better now, pulling her petite body close to his and wrapping himself around her, his leg sliding around hers, holding her flush against him. Despite the snow around them, in his coat and the cold in his ears he would not move until something made him.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy likes them, but she would never never admit it to him. They make her feel wanted, and like he really sees her as his, finally. She sighed happily as he pulled her into him, his warms wrapping around her, his leg following the action as well, and she felt safe. For all that it mattered, the world could have been crashing down around her and she couldn't have cared. Hogwarts could be exploding behind them, and she wouldn't have flinched because of how securely he was holding her, because of just how safe she felt in his embrace. She kept her eyes closed, her soft gloves over his ears or the back of his head to keep the wind away from them if she could.

[Draco Malfoy]

She is his, she always has been and no matter what she always will be. Even when they were little and they were just friends she was always his special friend, he always hated sharing her with anyone else. Now his possessiveness was ramped up a few notches and it was all of his self control not to litter her neck with marks and hide her away where no one else could find her. Instead he settled for rubbing his cold nose against the spot where her shoulder met her neck and pressing kisses to her collarbone, his face now somewhat inside her coat.

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