Parkinson Home
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Draco Malfoy
Pansy Parkinson-Malfoy
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There was a lot of heat all over the place right then and his fingers moved a little lower as she tugged on his hair, a groan escaping his lips. He always had loved her playing with his hair, whether it was just smoothing it out or tugging on it like this or really anything in between he couldn't get enough. And now his hair was getting long enough again that she really could grab it and play with it properly. Draco pressed back into the kiss as his fingers moved once again, now resting against the edge of the bikini fabric.
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He was always so slow and careful in doing things like this, and Pansy was honestly quite thankful for it. She wouldn't be okay with it if he was one of those who would just grab her out of nowhere. Easing into it was the only way he would get away with it, and though she knew his ultimate goal and intention of his slow little motions, taking it easy gave her time to mentally prepare, or whatever it was she did. She grinned into the kiss as he groaned, twisting her fingers into his hair a little more, as well as she could manage anyway. She arched her lower back a little, pressing her body against his a bit as his fingers delicately moved at the edge of her bikini.
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Draco knows there are girls with whom you can just reach out and grab them and he was well aware that Pansy was not one of those girls. Pansy had enough self respect and dignity for all the girls in her dorm and he was always careful to make sure that he kept things within her boundaries. His hand moved lower and to the side, his fingers stroking the available skin and some of the swimsuit fabric as well. His other hand was still wrapped around hers and his fingers squeezed hers lightly, making sure she wasn't freaking out.
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Pansy squeezed his hand back, shifting beneath him a little as she pulled his face closer again with the hand that was on the back of his head. She flicked her tongue over the tip of his playfully, continuing their kisses and sort of taking the lead on it a little so that he could concentrate on his hands. Deep inside somewhere, this tiny unknown voice was saying just touch me, Draco, but she had no idea what that voice was or where the hell it had come from. Unicorn Pansy now has 1.0 Pansy's voice in her head, what is happening. She gave his hand another reassuring squeeze as his fingers so carefully moved along her skin and edge of her bikini top.
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The fact that Pansy has voices in her head is worrisome. Draco smirked into the kiss when she squeezed his fingers and took that as a go ahead. His fingers slipped under the edge of the bikini top and brushed over her sensitive nipple before sliding out again and moving to cover her whole breast and sliding to brush the edges of the other as well. His fingers scooted out of hers and stroked down her arm to move behind her neck and hold her in the kiss.
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Pansy concentrated mainly on kissing him while she felt his fingertips sneak between her body and the fabric over her skin. But it didn't stop her from letting out a tiny whimper as he touched her nipple, already awake from his peripheral teasing touches. She arched up her lower back a little more, leaving her arm laying above her head as his hand trailed down her arm and behind her neck. Her hand on the back of his head, she moved to his jaw, pulling him more into the kiss, her fingertips gripping into his neck and behind his jawbone.
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Draco let her pull him into the kiss, responding to her and pressing against her, pulling back for a moment and nipping her lower lip as he smirked at her then diving back in, his hand on the back of her neck slipping under the bikini string. His fingers on her chest moved freely, switching from side to side and never doing the same thing twice, going all over the place to see what exactly would elicit certain reactions from her.
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Pansy made a small noise as he pulled away, groaning when he bit her lip and tugged on it a little. She felt his hand at the back of her neck moving and wondered if he was going to until the bow there. All the little changes in touches on her chest kept her mind busy, sighs or little moans or whimpers escaping her mouth into their kiss at intervals, chills breaking out over her skin despite the warmth of the room when his fingertips traced unbelievably light lines over the top curves of her breasts, slipping down behind the bikini top, and sweeping over her nipple before he cupped her in his hand. She bit his lip in response, playfully keeping hold for a moment before brushing her tongue past and into his mouth again.
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Draco's fingers hesitated for a moment over the tie to her bikini but stopped, deciding that untying it really was too much too fast. He continued with the explorations of his hand for a while as she bit his lip and they delved into a deep kiss. After some more time had passed his fingers slipped up and into her hair, his other hand slowly moving to her shoulder again as he lightened the kiss, pulling away for a second to check her again, leaning down to press a peck to her lips.
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Pansy noticed his hesitation, but didn't find herself surprised with how he resisted tugging it loose. Her fingers tightened their grip on him, pulling him closer into the kiss and keeping it passionate, ever changing as his hand traveled across her skin. She smirked up at him when he pulled away, returning the quick little peck before she reached up and gave his shoulder a shove to somewhat push him off her. However, she rolled away with him, their legs still tangled up, and laughed as she ended up on top of him. She rested her hand lightly on his chest, not too worried about having to support her own weight very much, as she was small and he was considerably stronger. Her hips rested a little north of his, more around his belly button region, which coincidentally put her chest a bit closer to his face. Whoops.
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Draco rolled with her, amused that they were still all tangled together. He did in fact notice her breasts right there by his face and he debated leaning in to them again but he stopped himself, pulling his eyes back up to her a face to meet her smirk and pulling her face down to his to kiss her again. One hand rested in her hair and the other was wrapped around her waist, stroking her side and holding her close to him. The heat of the sauna was amazing, he almost wanted to say it was too hot but at the same time being wrapped in the delicious warmth still felt absolutely perfect.
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Pansy held her smirk until he pulled her face down to his, the two of them meeting again in a kiss. She shifted a little to get more comfortable, attempting to untangle their legs from whatever kind of interweaving they had going on. Unable to, she stopped struggling against him and settled down against his chest again, moving her hand down over his abs and stopping on his side at the top of his hip bone. She pressed harder into the kiss, tracing his lower lip with her tongue before quickly slipping it into his mouth.
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Draco felt her trying to untangle them and locked his ankles, making sure she stayed trapped. He let out a soft noise, some sort of mix between a whimper and a groan, as she traced light touches down his front, his body shifting slightly under her. His hand tightened in her hair and he slipped his tongue past her lips and into her mouth, exploring and examining all the familiar edges, remembering the last few times they did this and letting out another happy sound.
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Pansy laughed into their kiss, realizing at last that he'd crossed his feet, her legs stuck wrapped around his. Fair enough, but she had her own retaliation in mind, especially in the playful mood the warmth of the sauna and the skill of his fingertips had put her in. Pansy continued kissing him, her tongue playing around his, sucking on his tongue a little, nipping at his lips. Meanwhile, her fingertips trailed down the final few inches to the top of his swim trunks, just stopping there casually, as her hips pressed down into his body with a little more firmness than before.
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Draco smiled when she laughed but that ended with a gasp as her fingers traced the top of his swim trunks and her hips moved against his. His hand around her waist moved down to rest against the top of her ass, resting there as he had not yet decided whether he was going to press down or move her. He did his best to distract himself with the kiss but it was very hard to focus with her moving against him, knowing there were only a few small strings to pull and knowing that there was no way he could even really consider doing that.
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As his arm that had encircled her waist shifted downward, Pansy pondered for a moment what he wanted. She wasn't sure if she should stop, in case he got worked up and frustrated or something, or if she should keep going. Finally she decided on the latter, gently grinding her hips in a circular motion into his as they kissed. Her fingers gripped around his hip just above the waist of his shorts, and she groaned softly as she pressed harder against him. It felt... well, good. Really good.
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Draco let out a low whine and his head dropped back from the kiss, a low string of quiet very frustrated expletives escaping from his mouth before he pulled her back into another kiss, his hand on her hips half attempting to stop her and half pushing her to move more. His body was responding to her as it always did and he was ignoring the part of his mind that told him that her father's basement was the last place all this should be happening.
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Pansy couldn't help but smirk as he pulled away, his face full of multiple expressions, frustrated mumbles escaping his lips. She eagerly kissed him back, her hand on his hip gripping him harder. Whether he realized it or not, his hand was now directing her movements, and she adjusted the motions of her hips to something a little different, pressing harder one way, moving more quicker another way, his hand pressing her into him as she did so. She could feel the obvious change within his swim trunks, definitely not something unfamiliar to her And maybe because it was in her father's basement was why it was happening. It was somewhere she was comfortable and yet wasn't afraid of being caught, but the adrenaline of the location helped to fuel the moment.
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Draco moved under her, pressing himself up into both her hips and the kiss, all his thoughts rapidly unraveling to nothing but the feelings they were generating and the heat of the sauna. The intense moisture filled his throat whenever he got a chance to breathe and the steam setting all his nerves on edge. His other hand moved down to her hip, something in his mind realizing that there was no way either of them was pulling out of the kiss, and his hands moved her more, slowly driving himself and her insane.
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Pansy's chest was heaving a little by now, the two of them gasping for breaths between kisses. The steam had greatly thickened while they had stopped paying attention, the temperature of the room increasing. Pansy let his hands guide her, pull her into him, crushing their bodies together alternating with grinding her body around against his. While he was paying attention to that, she moved her hands to hold his jaw, keeping their kiss going so he could concentrate on their hips. After one particularly rough pull on her, she couldn't help making a long groan into his mouth.
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Draco felt her groan and pulled her close, holding her still for a moment before they moved again, in a strange sort of sync and rhythm. He arched up into the kiss, his legs still tangled around hers, and ground his hips up, holding her still before he moved her against him, her body shifting with his hands. After more time passed in a similar vein he pulled her down and held her still, his body tensing up as he reached his climax, his face contorting as he came and his fingers digging into her hips.
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Pansy wasn't totally sure about whatever rhythm he had going, but was more than pleased to just go along with it, allowing his hands to guide her hips, still her when he wanted it, move her where he needed her to be. When he stopped for longer than usual, Pansy opened her eyes to look at him, pulling away from the kiss a little to see if he was okay. He was more than okay, she remembered that face from before. As it was last time, his nose wrinkled slightly as his body tensed under her, and a smile spread across her lips. She didn't mind that he was the only one who got off. She'd never done it before, and thus had no idea what she was missing. She just liked pleasing him if she could. You know, if Draco can get off just with them making out and grinding, it's a bit crazy to imagine what would happen if they actually had sex. But she was curious. It had felt so good and she had felt... something. She didn't know what it was, but she wanted to find out. Though he had stopped moving her hips against him with his hands, she continued on her own, grinding against him in whatever ways felt best to her, leaning down to capture his mouth with hers again. A few moments later, she leaned back from kissing him, gasping softly and looking down at him. She tensed up, her fingers curling to grasp whatever she could manage. A long sound like she had never made before escaped her lips and her eyes squeezed shut for a moment before she sighed and rested her forehead against his shoulder.
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Draco felt her moving again as his body de-tensed and he looked up in time to close his eyes again as she kissed him, his arms sliding up to hold her back and one slipping into her hair as she kept moving on her own. When she pulled back he looked up at her and felt her hands tense on him, nails curling into his skin. His eyes widened for a moment and when she rested her head on his shoulder his hands moved to circle slowly on her back, his head turning to press a kiss to the side of her head. He didn't speak for a minute just absorbing the moment but Pansy's face was still buried in his shoulder so he moved his lips closer to her ear and whispered, "You okay?" His fingers carded through her hair in gentle comforting strokes as she caught her breath and came down from the high.
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Very slowly, her breathing returned to normal, her muscles which had all seemingly fallen limp in the moment after... whatever that moment was, were returning to normal. His hands on her back and in her hair were especially nice, and she nodded gently to his question, waiting another minute or two before she lifted her head again. "Yeah." She glanced down at where one hand was still resting on his shoulder, her fingertips tracing lightly where her nails had dug little crescents into his skin. "Sorry I sort of scratched you."
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Draco looked over at his shoulder and smiled, turning his face back and pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Not a problem, I'll just have to keep a shirt on for the rest of the day." He lay back and held her for a while longer before he realized just how long they had probably been in there. "Do you think we should get up and shower off? Make ourselves more presentable in case your dad comes down?" He ran his fingers through her hair again and smirked, "Not that I don't love the wild look." Her hair had been so straight that morning but all the steam from the sauna and all their activities had driven it into a mess of curls and waves.
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