Parkinson Home
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Draco Malfoy
Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy
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Pansy stayed where she was, glad that the change didn't seem to make him want her to stop or get off his lap or anything like that. She continued kissing under his chin, which was made quite easy since his head was rolled back onto the back of the couch. Without realizing it exactly, Pansy rolled her hips into his again, moving in his lap a little so that she could kiss down the length of his neck. Indeed, he will need to shower, because Leo will know immediately if Draco shows up like this smelling like his little flower and sex and looking like he's got something he's desperately needing to take care of.
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Draco thinks that a shower will be a necessity and it's just a pity he won't be able to persuade Pansy to join him, though that won't really stop him from asking. Not much will at this point. Draco groaned again as she kissed a sensitive spot under his chin at the same moment she shifted her hips into his. When she pulled back slightly he put his head down and turned to find her lips with his again. One of his hands moving up to cup the back of her head, fingers wrapped under her hair.
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Such a shame she won't oblige and join him. He can ask, but she will merely laugh and think he's kidding. He doesn't really expect her to join him in there, does he? Oh, unicorn Pansy, of course he does. The smirk returned as he groaned again, and she repeated the motion, though this time she was kissing his lips rather than beneath his chin. Her hands went to the sides of his head, holding him gently close to her, though her kisses were quite a bit more forceful.
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Draco groaned again but suddenly he noticed in some back corner of his mind the clock striking noon. His hands moved down to her hips to stop her motions and he pulled back from the kiss, his pupils much more dilated than usual and his breathing no where near under control. "Pansy Babe, we're due at lunch soon and I most certainly need to shower." He gently shoved her off his lap and grabbed the quilt, rather tactfully holding it so that it was covering him. Standing up he held out his hand to her so they could head downstairs.
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Pansy had been concentrating on kissing him, the way that his noises seemed to encourage the slow shifting of her hips in his lap, and didn't notice the clock chiming for the hour. She blinked and looked at him as he pulled away, smiling almost apologetically, not because he needed a shower because of the boner she'd given him, but because she felt bad for distracting them from getting ready and lunchtime. Pansy had no idea that's why he really needed a shower. She slid over as he grabbed her hips and pushed her away, not paying much attention to how carefully he held the quilt to hide what would have been a quite obvious bulge in his pajama pants. She took his hand and followed him downstairs, wandering into his room behind him.
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Draco walked into the bathroom and pulled his shirt off, switching the shower on to lukewarm. He walked over to the towel closet and pulled out a towel before turning around to find her sitting on the counter. He blinked and subtly unfolded the towel so it hung down strategically. "Erm Pans, do you mind if I kick you out quickly?"
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Pansy wandered into the bathroom after him, as was perfectly normal. They usually hung out sitting by the sink while each other showered, talking and keeping each other company. She took up her normal seat on the counter, finding herself staring at the lines of muscles along his back as he'd turned around to get a towel. She fortunately didn't notice how awkwardly he held the towel once he turned around and saw her. She was too distracted by the fact he was telling her to leave for a minute. She looked at him funny for a minute, before sliding down off the counter and walking over to him, her hip bumping his hand holding the towel as she leaned up to kiss his cheek. "Yeah, whatever. Just let me know if I can come back, or, I don't know. I'll go read or something." And thus she wandered away, leaving Draco to deal with his boner alone.
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Draco gave her a kiss on the cheek, "Thanks, I'll let you know when I'm done." When she had shut the door behind her he took off his pants with a sigh of relief and hopped into the shower to deal with his boner. Poor neglected boner. After dealing with his boner he washed off and made himself more presentable. Stepping out of the shower he wrapped a towel around his waist and knocked on her door before sticking his head around it, "Shower's all yours." He walked over to the sink and brushed his teeth before taking a comb to his hair to get any small knots out of it.
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Pansy sat reading for a while, bored, and luckily not really paying attention to any sounds from the bathroom, so any groaning would have gone unnoticed by her. Once he came out and told her the shower was hers, she dropped her book to the side and got up, walking back into the bathroom again. She tried to decide for a moment how best to go about the transition from clothed and outside the shower to naked and inside the shower. Finally she just took off her sweatpants, leaving them in the floor outside the shower. Stepping inside, she tugged her shirt off over her head, dropping it as well as her underwear in a pile outside the shower with her pants. Turning the water up hot, she stood under the stream and started washing her hair as she spoke to him. "Cleaner and happier now?"
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Draco nodded even though he knew she couldn't see him, "Yes indeed. Much much happier now." He ruffled his hair up with some mouse then told her he'd be right back and walked out of the bathroom to go locate some clothes. He found some black jeans in a drawer that were a little bit on the old side which meant they fit a bit closer than they used to and a white t shirt and a pale grey sweater. Slipping on some boxers and socks he walked back into the bathroom to get dressed. Slipping on the jeans he put the shirts to one side and ran the tap so he could shave quickly while she was still showering.
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Pansy finished showering for the most part while he was gone finding clothes. Rinsing off and then turning the water off, she pulled the curtain aside a little bit to look for her towel. Her towel which she forgot to get. "Um, Draco? Could you get me a towel?" She gave him a sweet sort of smile, knowing he'd oblige anyway, only her head sticking out of the curtain. Once he'd given it to her, she ducked back behind the curtain again to dry off a little. Wrapping it around her, she tugged the curtain aside and stepped out, stopping by the mirror. She tucked the towel carefully so it would stay up as she let go of it to run her fingers quickly through her hair, glancing over to watch as Draco shaved in just his jeans. Jeans which fit really damn well. She walked behind him to leave the bathroom, but not before stopping to admire those jeans again. Brushing her hand over the top of them at his side, she looked up at him through the mirror. "I like these." If she wasn't such a unicorn, she might have said something more like 'these make me want to knock you over and do it on the bathroom floor right now', but alas, she is a unicorn and merely likes them.
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Draco handed her a towel and turned back to the mirror to finish up shaving. When she brushed her fingers along his hip he turned and smirked at her, "Thanks, I like these too." Draco would probably go into shock if she said that. Or his lower brain might take over and she would find herself on the floor before she had blinked. The more likely option is probably her ending up on the floor. His fingers touched hers for a second before she walked out to go get dressed. He finished up shaving and washed off his face before slipping his t shirt on. Running his fingers through his hair again he noticed it was doing something he really liked so he shook his head a little and picked up his sweater, walking to her door and knocking on it, "Can I come in?"
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Pansy smiled back at him before slipping out the door and hurrying down the hall to her room. It wouldn't be good to be found running from Draco's room to her own in just a towel, soaking wet. Luckily she made it undetected, and she disappeared into the scariness of her closet to find some clothes. Finally locating a pair of dark jeans and a slightly oversized white sweater, she grabbed a tanktop to put under it. She'd gotten the jeans and tank on when Draco knocked on her door, and she shouted to him that he could come in. Carrying her sweater out of her closet, she crossed her room to the bathroom as he shut the door behind him, but paused midstep to look at him. "I like your hair like that." And your clothes and your body and the way you're standing and right now you just look really attractive and now I want to do it I don't even care where. But she didn't say that part. "I really do."
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Draco was a little distracted by her wandering around in her delicious jeans and tank top. When she spoke his eyes moved up to her lips which were still slightly swollen from their kisses earlier and her hair still not combed or dried from the shower, "Thanks." He liked her in that shirt. He walked over to the bathroom with her to lean in the doorframe as she did whatever it was she needed to do. His shirt riding up a little bit to show the top of his silver boxers.
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Pansy reached up and ran a hand through her hair, moving it all to sort of rest over her left shoulder. Leaning over the counter to look more closely in the mirror, her eyes glanced over as Draco appeared in the doorway. She was momentarily distracted by the silver peeking up over his jeans where his shirt had slipped up a little, but she looked away again and got to work putting on a little mascara or something. Pansy doesn't wear much makeup, but I feel like she'd be one to like putting it on randomly for fun, especially if she were hanging out with Draco all day. Her hair dripped all the while, leaving puddles on the counter and probably soaking her tank top a little, which thank goodness is not white. She straightened up again, raising her arms up and tugging her wand from her pocket to cast a drying spell over her hair. Of course, with her arms up, the tank top came up too, showing a line of skin between it and her nice low jeans. Yay.
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Draco was fascinated by how she put on makeup, every time she did he couldn't help but watch as she put the pointy little brush so close to her eyes. He kept expecting her to leap back with a brush sticking out her eye but he guessed there must be some sort of secret training program girls went through that taught them about things like this. And just because her tanktop wasn't white didn't mean it didn't cling even more when her hair dripped on it. As she stretched he was pretty sure he stopped breathing for a moment, just staring at the little line of skin.
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Hair all dry and rather fixed, makeup done, she turned to Draco, smiling a little and tilting her head at him. He had that intent sort of stare where he'd found something quite intriguing to stare at, and Pansy just wondered what it was. She glanced down at her shirt as if there were maybe something on it, and she twisted around to check the side and back of it, but she couldn't find anything wrong. Looking back up at him again, she spoke up. "What?"
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When she started checking her shirt Draco blinked and moved his eyes to her face, well they darted down when she twisted to the check the back, her shirt riding up a little more when she did that. He shook his head a little to clear his mind and pulled on his sweater before walking over to her and sliding his arms around her waist. He leaned in for a quick kiss then moved his lips to her ear, "You just look amazing today, that's all." He gave her another kiss before unwrapping one of his arms to lead her out of the bathroom to head down to lunch.
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She grinned up at him when he finally walked over, looping her fingers through the belt loops at his sides. She closed her eyes to kiss him, blinking a little embarrassedly when he whispered in her ear. She laughed slightly, almost as if to blow off the comment. "Thanks." She followed him out of the bathroom, stopping once to tug her own sweater on, arranging it a little since it was so big and slouchy and cozy and comfortable, before she slipped her hand into his and headed out of her room to get eat lunch with Daddy.
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Draco slipped his fingers through hers as they walked down to lunch. With Muffy gone Draco figured it was okay to walk around like this, handholding couldn't possibly offend Leo. They walked into the kitchen and sat down next to him at the kitchen table. Draco murmured a quiet greeting as it seemed the man was still reading his book.
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Leo had been sitting in the kitchen, reading with his boots up on the table, but as he heard Pansy and Draco's voices carrying down the hall, he put his feet back on the ground. Got to keep the stern daddy appearance up for that boy, especially after this morning. He didn't bother looking up at them until they sat down, finishing reading the paragraph he was on. He greeted Draco quietly in return, finishing the last page of the section he was on before closing the book and setting it aside. On cue, a house elf appeared with a big tray of their lunch, some of Pansy's favorites, fruit and crackers and the like, as well as huge sandwiches that Leo liked. "Dig in, kids. Had a good morning did you?" He chuckled a little, picking up a massive roast beef sandwich, cheese oozing out of the sides.
Leonidas Parkinson- Posts : 60
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Pansy followed Draco down to the table, sitting between him and her father. She peeked over at what her dad was reading, seeing that it was a bit more about some darker spells and hexes and things like that. She grew slightly disinterested after that, and looked outside the window instead, watching as snowflakes started falling lightly, adding to what was already blanketing the ground. When the food arrived however, she grabbed a plate and piled on some strawberries and little round crackers with cheese on them, laughing softly and moving her glance from her plate to Draco's face as Leo asked about their morning again.
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Draco squirmed in his head but on the outside he shrugged and picked up a bacon cheeseburger, the elves knew his favouites after all. "Yes, it's always nice to be here instead of Hogwarts. The castle can be excruciatingly boring at times." He caught Pansy's glance and nudged her knee under the table as he took a bite of the burger.
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"Ah, yes I remember with painful clarity the boring days in those halls. Some were, uh, less boring than others," he paused to lift his eyebrow at Draco, as after all he really had once been a teenager, he wasn't born fully grown with an awesome beard as many might believe, "but I understand exactly what you mean. Clearly our library here is preferable."
Leonidas Parkinson- Posts : 60
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Pansy grinned at Draco as he nudged her knee, taking the hint. She was quiet, munching on her crackers as her boyfriend and father talked, but as her dad started going on about school being boring or not so boring and the library here as opposed to the one at school, she nudged his massive arm. "Daddy, don't make him pee himself. He has nice pants on today."
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