Re: Pansy and Draco's Summer Escapades

[Draco Malfoy]

Sliding his hands down her back, Draco tugged on the bottom of her pajama shirt indicating that he wanted it off. This was what he had wanted to do all morning, not deal with that dog. Well, better late than never.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy rolled her eyes playfully as he tugged at her shirt. She sat up again and pulled it up over her head, though she was still wearing the shorts. She put her hands on the bed on either side of his head, slowly lowering herself to meet his lips. Sam the dog was making his way through the kitchen, sniffing along the floor to follow the trails of scent they'd left behind. He snorted a few times in frustration, as Pansy's smell on the ground disappeared, but he followed where Draco had carried her just moments ago, his tail wagging wildly.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco let Pansy take control of the kiss as he ran his hands along her soft back. One hand slid down and under the elastic of her shorts, feeling the contours of her sexy ass. He didn't notice the slight creak as the door slipped open.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy moved her lips away from his, trailing down his jaw and neck, over his collarbone and working her way across his chest. She ran her fingers lightly over his shoulders and down his sides, tracing along to top of his boxers. Then, a loud noise made her gasp softly and turn to look over her shoulder. She groaned and let her head fall onto Draco's chest with a hollow thud as Sam the dog stood there in their bedroom, barking and trying his best to jump up onto the bed. How did he get inside? And why did he have to come into their bedroom? And right now, of all times? She loved the dog, and still did, but really... terrible time for a cockblock, Sam.

[Draco Malfoy]

As Draco started to slide her shorts down he heard her gasp and felt her drop her head onto his chest. Peering over her he saw, "No. No, no, no, no. No. He cannot come in here." As he said it Sam finally managed to jump on the bed and started nudging Pansy's shoulder trying to get her off Draco. Draco flopped his head back onto his pillow and groaned. He knew it. This was the end. Fuck.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy pushed the dog away irritably, but felt a little bad about being so harsh to him. He was probably just lonely for the company he wasn't used to being spoiled with, he had been homeless before after all. She scratched him behind the ears and he closed his eyes happily. "Well, shit, Sam. No boundaries, huh?" She grabbed her robe, quickly getting off the bed and wrapping it around her. She grabbed Sam by the scruff of his neck and made him get off the bed before leading him out the door of the bedroom, through the kitchen, and out the back door again. "Please, stay?" she said to him before closing and locking the door, after which she proceeded to go through the house and check that all other entrances were closed, locked, and otherwise inaccessible. Finally satisfied, she headed back to the bedroom, closing and locking that door behind her. Pansy crossed the room sulkily before collapsing onto the bed, burying her face in the overly fluffy comforter, letting out a long groan.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco had stayed put as he heard Pansy walk the dog outside and lock all the doors. As she fell onto the bed next to him he rolled onto his side to face her. He knew she could feel his eyes on her and decided to say nothing.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy turned her head to look at Draco, knowing he'd be staring her down. She met his eyes, but her gaze ended up wandering down somewhere around his chin, unable to keep looking him in the eye when they were so forceful like that. She knew he was mad at the dog, the dog she'd begged him to keep, but she couldn't bring herself to just leave the dog now. He didn't stop staring, so she looked him in the eye again. The same look as before. "What?" Though she tried to keep staring him down, she felt responsible for the dog and her eyes flicked down once again.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco kept is gaze stern and penetrating until she looked away for the second time. Then he gently rubbed circles on her back. "Well at least now we'll Never forget to lock the door." as she looked back at him he gave her a small smile and brushed the hair from her eyes. It wasn't really her fault... It was all that bloody dog.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy scooted forward and hid her face in his chest. "I'm sorry, Draco." It came out all mumbled. "He just has to learn. He's never had anyone to take care of him before, and he doesn't know, he just..." she trailed off before looking up at him. "He's lonely." Her eyes were a little shinier, wetter than they had been before, but by no means were there tears in them. She would not cry over this dog.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco ran his fingers through her hair as she muttered into his chest. He didn't catch every word but he got the gist of it. "I'm sure he'll learn quickly. He must be reasonably intelligent to manage to get in here." Thinking about it he thought about getting one of those muggle invisible fence things for around their bedroom. That would do the trick.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy fell silent, wrapping her arms around Draco's middle and closing her eyes as he played with her hair. She probably could have fallen asleep if they stayed still long enough. She hoped Draco didn't hate the dog too much, because she really did want to keep him. Keep the dog, that is. She was stuck with Draco forever now, not that she'd have it any other way. She sighed heavily as the dog barked from outside a few times before she heard him flop down on their deck in frustration.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

THIS IS SAM.

[Draco Malfoy]

DESTINATION FIVE.
The Malfoy Home, Venice, Italy.








Stepping out of the doors of the Malfoy home in Venice Draco smiled. Venice, in his personal opinion, was even better than Paris: it had more culture, more romance and even better food. And shopping, brilliant shopping. Turning he smiled at Pansy who looked gorgeous in a new Valentino ensemble he'd picked up for her yesterday when she'd been asleep. Well maybe pick up werent the right words. He'd called the store with her sizes and his specific demands then it had been hand delivered later that day. But to a Malfoy that was picking up. He'd had to lift the phone after all. Anyway, he reached for her had and led her down the steps in front of their home to the waiting gondola. The aged gondolier was waving at them and Draco approached him and gave him specific instructions in fluent Italian. Walking back to Pansy he helped her into the rocking little boat then settled next to her. "Ready?"

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy slipped her fingers into Draco's hand as they came out of their home, following him down the steps to the water's edge. Her other hand tugged down the bottom of the dress, which had wandered up a bit farther than it was meant to. Draco had good taste though, she couldn't deny that. Though his odd love for shopping, was, well... odd. Maybe it was something about the ability to spend as much money as he could easily afford, some kind of power feeling it gave him. She liked to think it was for reasons like that, and nothing in the least bit feminine, because Draco Malfoy is not a feminine shopaholic, no sir. She raised an eyebrow as Draco gave the man instructions... in Italian? She nodded and followed him to the boat, taking a seat as to not overturn it by leaning too far one way or another. "Draco, since when do you speak Italian?"

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco smirked at her and slid an arm around her shoulders, "Since I was 5ish... I learnt it from the lady who used to look after me when we stayed here. I only ever used it here though, never had much use for it at home." He shrugged and glanced around, "Look at those bridges. The next one is the Rialto bridge, it's a personal favourite. I love Venetian architecture." Smiling at her he asked the gondolier to slow down as they passed under the bridge so she could better see the beauty.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy looked around in complete awe, as anything foreign seemed to amaze her. Italy just had something about it that made her feel... it was impossible to describe. It was like she was in a movie all the time, and happy and romantic. Merlin, was Italy romantic. She loved it here and could actually imagine living here all the time once they were done with school. "The arches, and the railings... It's beautiful. It's absolutely beautiful." She shook her head, the smile on her face growing as she glanced at the bridge and the buildings they floated past, the white buildings lit up by the lowering sun.

[Draco Malfoy]

"Venice has to be my favourite place in the whole world," he leaned over and kissed her softly on the corner of her lips. Pulling her closer so her head was resting on his chest and his arm slipped down to around her waist he sighed happily. "Pansy, there aren't even words for how happy I am right now, being here with you." As she opened her mouth to respond he gently placed a finger over her lips to silence her until he was done. "You're what was missing in my life, what I always needed. Everyday with you is an incredible adventure and we have so much ahead of us. Cara mia, ti voglio bene."

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy leaned comfortably into his chest, stretching her long legs out in front of her with one knee crossed over the other. She glowed as he talked to her about how happy he was, but as she was about to reciprocate the idea, he pressed her lips shut with a finger. In that moment, sitting in a gondola in Italy, what he was saying didn't feel stupid or cheesy or anything like that. Everything was so over the top already that it fit in perfectly, as did the fluttering feeling of her heart, something only Draco had ever been able to do to her. Draco's voice gave her chills when he was speaking to her in daily conversation, in English, but in Italian it was something different. Something about the way his lips formed words she couldn't understand, it intrigued her. "What did you say?" she asked him softly, resting a hand on his chest as she tilted her head back to look at him.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco smiled at her and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead as he whispered, "I said 'I love you, my darling'." Draco wouldn't hold back the genuinely happy smile that overtook his face. As a child he'd always smirked, as a baby he'd smirked, as a young adult he'd most certainly smirked. Pansy, Pansy was a whole case in and of herself. She made him smile like nothing else ever could. Remembering their wedding and then the second wedding gave Draco a feeling of elation that he'd never known before. He'd loved their renewal, even with the crazy priest and even though they didn't stay at the party. But their first wedding, just the two of them, was, without a doubt, the best moment of his life.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest. "Draco, I love you. So much. I always have, you know. And I always will." she wrapped her arm across his middle and slid closer to him. "Where are we headed anyway? Just around to see the city or was there some kind if destination that I've gotten to dress up for? Thanks for the dress by the way, I absolutely love it."

[Draco Malfoy]

"Just around the city. And I'm glad you love it, I got it made just for you." And it had come out perfectly." Even when she was sitting down Especially when she was sitting down the dress looked amazing on her. He'd seen her tug it down earlier but it had had no effect, especially now she was sat down and it had slid up again. Running his hand up her thigh he leaned over to press his lips to hers. The higher up his hand went the deeper the kiss.


[Okay so maybe this is all a sign that Ashley and I have far too much free time and imagination but whatever........... and so what if we've hit over sixty posts on another one of these.... DON'T JUDGE US....]

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy smiled at him and noticed he was checking out the dress, or her legs. Maybe both, but probably just the latter. She pressed harder into his kiss, subconsciously encouraging his hand to go farther on its course. One of her hands traced up the side of his neck to tangle into his hair, the other still wrapped around his side being put to use at pulling her closer to him and deeper into his kiss. She nipped at his lower lip before pushing her tongue in past his own, not waiting to be invited, all her actions hopefully urging him onward.

[Draco Malfoy]

As she pressed further into the kiss he slid his hand all the way up until he reached chiffon. Damn. Running hid hand back down he changed tack and grabbed the back of her knees and slid her legs across his so they were even closer together. And so the boat stayed balanced. When they reached the dock the gondolier tapped his punting stick against the side of the gondola. Pulling back Draco returned the old man's smile and helped Pansy from the boat. Stepping out himself he payed and turned to the house when the old man touched his elbow and said one last thing to Draco in Italian. After another smile and a handshake for him Draco walked up to Pansy and let them back into the house.

[Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy]

Pansy internally groaned as Draco stopped when he reached the edge of her dress. Before she realized it, they were already back at the house. She got out if the boat and headed up toward the door. Finding Draco not beside her, she turned to see the man saying something to Draco who had a big smile of his face. As he made his way up toward her, she wove her fingers between his and followed him to the door. "What did he say to you?" Curiosity had gotten to her, and she wondered what could make Draco smile like that. She stepped through the door into their dark home behind him, letting her eyes adjust.

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