Hello again, everyone! Here's the picture Chost drew of Jaimee's dress during the debutante ball in TPG. It's really beautiful, isn't it? :)
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
FanArt: The Perfect Girl
Hey everyone!
I thought I'd post these pictures for everyone to see. These were drawn by two TPG readers from China named Rico and chost. They read TPG from a Chinese-translated version being written by another FF.Net author named
Vercyy. Last I spoke to Vercyy, they were planning on making another drawing of Jaimee in her debutante dress so I'll post that picture here too if ever. :)
Anyways, hope you like them! Please thank the artists by leaving comments on the drawings, mmkay? They're really beautiful, aren't they? :)
If any of you want their own copy of the pictures sent to them, just PM me through FF.Net and I'll send them to you. Cheers! :D
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Chapter 4: Ignorance and Ineloquence (Deleted Scene)
*The Perfect Wife: Chapter 4 (Deleted Scene)*
That was really all it took for their taut forms to come crashing against each other in crazed, uncontrollable lust – their hands roaming wildly around the other’s body and their lips smashing hard against the other’s in a deep, desperately hungry kiss.
She moaned loudly when his hands dipped down and slipped underneath the fabric of her skirt, yanking the leather up against her waist so he could force more intimate contact between their bodies. He slid his tongue easily into her mouth and began to tease hers, eliciting more beautiful and tempting sounds from her as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and pulled him closer.
He pressed his hardened arousal harder between her legs and began shoving her down on until her back was once again pressed down on the cold, wooden surface of his desk. From where he stood in front of her, he leaned over her laid out form and trapped her down by pressing his hands on the table above her head.
Once he had done this, he lifted his lips from hers and brought it down to suck hungrily at the patch of skin just below her ears, smirking when he felt her body shiver once more and her hands moved up and slipped underneath the undershirt of his tux to caress the muscles on his chest.
The knee-length boots she still wore suddenly seemed incredibly erotic to Draco as she spread her legs around him and wrapped them around his waist, causing him to groan and began grinding himself against her wanton body. By now, the tight leather of her dress had bunched up around her waist and provided him with such an agonizingly lustful sight of her black underwear that it brought all the blood in his head down south to the searing heat in his pants.
Forcing himself to pull away and stand back up, he ignored the look of frustrated desire on her flushed face and just allowed himself to drink in the very sight of her – laid out for him like a bounty feast on that table. She looked up at him with flushed cheeks, her lips red and bruised from his rough kisses and her breathing heavy.
Her dark hair was spread out above her head while her pale skin glowed beautifully against the rich color of table’s black surface. The knee-high boots on her slightly parted legs made his blood boil with the need to pound her hard onto that table and make her scream his name as many times as possible until he was absolutely certain she remembered who she belonged to.
My god… That is one delicious spread… Draco looked down at her with a wicked smirk.
He licked his lips once before chuckling and finally leaning back down to capture those tempting lips in another hard, searing kiss. She immediately melted against him and wrapped legs around his waist again, closing her eyes tightly when he began grinding himself against her once more.
“Ugh…Please…Please…”
“Please what, love…?” Draco asked in a calm drawl, smirking wider as he broke away and leaned down to bite at the curve of her shoulder. Jaimee hissed in pain but didn’t protest when Draco’s hand moved up her bare thigh and yanked her leather skirt up even higher, forcing his way into her underwear and sliding two fingers intimately inside her.
“O—Oh god!”
He shivered at her moan and leaned down closer towards her, his lips grazing along the pulse point of her neck. “Tell me what you want, Harry…” She whimpered in response when his fingers pushed deeper inside her and found her pleasure spot, causing her cheeks to flush darker.
“You …Ugh…I want YOU…Inside me…Take me, damn it! Please!”
Jaimee latched onto him desperately in growing frustration, reaching up to grab his shirt collar and using that leverage to yank him down towards her. Their lips met in another kiss and this time, Draco thrust his tongue suggestively into her mouth and initiated a fierce duel with hers.
She shivered when he hooked the fingers of his free hand along the sides of black underwear and began pulling them down her legs in a lingeringly slow movement, tossing them up over his desk onto the floor. He seemed to smirk again within their intertwined lips when her hands dived down and impatiently began unbuckling his belt, tugging it off and tossing it across the room.
Draco heard it crash noisily against the wooden entrance doors right before he felt her soft hands slowly undoing the zipper of his pants. His breath hitched when she slipped her hand into his boxers and boldly wrapped around his length, caressing it with skilled, sensuous movements.
He hissed at her touch, breaking their kiss and leaning down to lick, suck and bite at the creamy skin of her shoulder as his fingers continued to play with the throbbing wetness growing between her parted legs. When she moaned his name again, he slipped his fingers out of her and grabbed at her boots – using his grip on them to yank her body along the table towards him until her legs dangled over the edge just right in front of where he was standing.
They were still pretty much fully clothed when Draco finally relented and pulled himself up into a standing position, parting her legs impatiently with his hands.
“MINE.”
He plunged himself hard and deep into her waiting body like a knife, causing his wife to scream his name out very loudly in excruciating pleasure.
“Ugh…DRACO!”
She had shot up into a sitting position to wrap her arms around his neck but Draco smirked harshly and shoved her back down to lie on her back. Unfortunately, she couldn’t find the strength to glare at him for this when he leaned over and slowly began thrusting into her body, his hands going back down above her head to trap her between his chest and the hard table behind her.
Several more incoherent sounds and mewls of pleasure escaped Jaimee as her husband began pounding into her with slow, steady thrusts, burying himself deep into her again and again. She forced her eyes open and found herself staring at Draco’s taunting sneer, wincing when she still saw the briefest traces of anger intermingled with passion in those cold silver orbs.
He was gritting his teeth in exertion and his powerful thrusts caused the entire table to rock backward noisily against the chair behind it in loud, rhythmic sounds in time with his movements. Another soft, aching moan escaped her lips as she reached up to pull at his tuxedo collar again, using it to pull him back down and give him a deep, passionate kiss.
The minute he had pulled back, her eyes fluttered open and she looked back at him and met the possessive anger in his eyes with a calm, reassuring gaze. Draco’s angry glare flickered for a minute and he shut his eyes tightly just before his thrusts began to grow more rough and violent – picking up incredible speed until Jaimee was absolutely screaming in heightened pleasure.
“G-GOOD GOD! PLEASE!”
Her back felt sore and bruised against the table and the clothes they still had on was causing so much friction between their bodies that it was painful but she found that she couldn’t focus on anything except for the surreal feeling of her husband deep inside her. He kept pounding into her relentlessly until her body ached in exhaustion and the room was filled her loud screams of ecstasy and the rhythmic noises the table was making as it banged against the chair behind it.
Harry sensed his urgency as she leaned forward and caught his lips directly in another kiss – this one so perfectly chaste and sweet that Draco froze in surprise and closed his eyes, one of his hands reaching up to curl gently around the nape of neck.
As soon as they pulled away to breathe, he buried his face into her shoulder and took a deep breath of her scent. He resumed his movements more slowly – thrusting himself deep into her shivering body as though he was trying to merge their two forms together as one single form.
He urged her legs wider and tighter around his waist and she obliged instantly, her hands slipping inside his shirt and her nails digging and scraping along his strong shoulders. With that, he began lavishing reverent kisses onto the skin of her neck and leaned down again to hiss something very softly into her ear.
“Mmm… Moan my name for me again, love…” He murmured and he smirked in self-satisfaction when his wife willingly obliged and did exactly what he said. Her moans intensified as his pace picked up and he finally began pummeling himself into her for all he was worth – once again causing the entire table to rock noisily against the chair behind it at their frantic movements.
“Mine…Mine…Mine…” He hissed the same word repeatedly into her ear in time with his thrusts and his voice grew louder each time until he could hear his own growls drowning out and overpowering the sweet sounds Harry was making underneath him.
"MINE..."
He thrust deeply into her one last time right before she finally came, her eyes clamping shut and her lips parting open to emit a sound that sounded like a cross between an aching, desperate scream and a breathless, shaky whimper.
“Y—YOURS! O—OH GOD! ALL YOURS, DRACO!”
*END OF DELETED SCENE*
That was really all it took for their taut forms to come crashing against each other in crazed, uncontrollable lust – their hands roaming wildly around the other’s body and their lips smashing hard against the other’s in a deep, desperately hungry kiss.
She moaned loudly when his hands dipped down and slipped underneath the fabric of her skirt, yanking the leather up against her waist so he could force more intimate contact between their bodies. He slid his tongue easily into her mouth and began to tease hers, eliciting more beautiful and tempting sounds from her as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and pulled him closer.
He pressed his hardened arousal harder between her legs and began shoving her down on until her back was once again pressed down on the cold, wooden surface of his desk. From where he stood in front of her, he leaned over her laid out form and trapped her down by pressing his hands on the table above her head.
Once he had done this, he lifted his lips from hers and brought it down to suck hungrily at the patch of skin just below her ears, smirking when he felt her body shiver once more and her hands moved up and slipped underneath the undershirt of his tux to caress the muscles on his chest.
The knee-length boots she still wore suddenly seemed incredibly erotic to Draco as she spread her legs around him and wrapped them around his waist, causing him to groan and began grinding himself against her wanton body. By now, the tight leather of her dress had bunched up around her waist and provided him with such an agonizingly lustful sight of her black underwear that it brought all the blood in his head down south to the searing heat in his pants.
Forcing himself to pull away and stand back up, he ignored the look of frustrated desire on her flushed face and just allowed himself to drink in the very sight of her – laid out for him like a bounty feast on that table. She looked up at him with flushed cheeks, her lips red and bruised from his rough kisses and her breathing heavy.
Her dark hair was spread out above her head while her pale skin glowed beautifully against the rich color of table’s black surface. The knee-high boots on her slightly parted legs made his blood boil with the need to pound her hard onto that table and make her scream his name as many times as possible until he was absolutely certain she remembered who she belonged to.
My god… That is one delicious spread… Draco looked down at her with a wicked smirk.
He licked his lips once before chuckling and finally leaning back down to capture those tempting lips in another hard, searing kiss. She immediately melted against him and wrapped legs around his waist again, closing her eyes tightly when he began grinding himself against her once more.
“Ugh…Please…Please…”
“Please what, love…?” Draco asked in a calm drawl, smirking wider as he broke away and leaned down to bite at the curve of her shoulder. Jaimee hissed in pain but didn’t protest when Draco’s hand moved up her bare thigh and yanked her leather skirt up even higher, forcing his way into her underwear and sliding two fingers intimately inside her.
“O—Oh god!”
He shivered at her moan and leaned down closer towards her, his lips grazing along the pulse point of her neck. “Tell me what you want, Harry…” She whimpered in response when his fingers pushed deeper inside her and found her pleasure spot, causing her cheeks to flush darker.
“You …Ugh…I want YOU…Inside me…Take me, damn it! Please!”
Jaimee latched onto him desperately in growing frustration, reaching up to grab his shirt collar and using that leverage to yank him down towards her. Their lips met in another kiss and this time, Draco thrust his tongue suggestively into her mouth and initiated a fierce duel with hers.
She shivered when he hooked the fingers of his free hand along the sides of black underwear and began pulling them down her legs in a lingeringly slow movement, tossing them up over his desk onto the floor. He seemed to smirk again within their intertwined lips when her hands dived down and impatiently began unbuckling his belt, tugging it off and tossing it across the room.
Draco heard it crash noisily against the wooden entrance doors right before he felt her soft hands slowly undoing the zipper of his pants. His breath hitched when she slipped her hand into his boxers and boldly wrapped around his length, caressing it with skilled, sensuous movements.
He hissed at her touch, breaking their kiss and leaning down to lick, suck and bite at the creamy skin of her shoulder as his fingers continued to play with the throbbing wetness growing between her parted legs. When she moaned his name again, he slipped his fingers out of her and grabbed at her boots – using his grip on them to yank her body along the table towards him until her legs dangled over the edge just right in front of where he was standing.
They were still pretty much fully clothed when Draco finally relented and pulled himself up into a standing position, parting her legs impatiently with his hands.
“MINE.”
He plunged himself hard and deep into her waiting body like a knife, causing his wife to scream his name out very loudly in excruciating pleasure.
“Ugh…DRACO!”
She had shot up into a sitting position to wrap her arms around his neck but Draco smirked harshly and shoved her back down to lie on her back. Unfortunately, she couldn’t find the strength to glare at him for this when he leaned over and slowly began thrusting into her body, his hands going back down above her head to trap her between his chest and the hard table behind her.
Several more incoherent sounds and mewls of pleasure escaped Jaimee as her husband began pounding into her with slow, steady thrusts, burying himself deep into her again and again. She forced her eyes open and found herself staring at Draco’s taunting sneer, wincing when she still saw the briefest traces of anger intermingled with passion in those cold silver orbs.
He was gritting his teeth in exertion and his powerful thrusts caused the entire table to rock backward noisily against the chair behind it in loud, rhythmic sounds in time with his movements. Another soft, aching moan escaped her lips as she reached up to pull at his tuxedo collar again, using it to pull him back down and give him a deep, passionate kiss.
The minute he had pulled back, her eyes fluttered open and she looked back at him and met the possessive anger in his eyes with a calm, reassuring gaze. Draco’s angry glare flickered for a minute and he shut his eyes tightly just before his thrusts began to grow more rough and violent – picking up incredible speed until Jaimee was absolutely screaming in heightened pleasure.
“G-GOOD GOD! PLEASE!”
Her back felt sore and bruised against the table and the clothes they still had on was causing so much friction between their bodies that it was painful but she found that she couldn’t focus on anything except for the surreal feeling of her husband deep inside her. He kept pounding into her relentlessly until her body ached in exhaustion and the room was filled her loud screams of ecstasy and the rhythmic noises the table was making as it banged against the chair behind it.
Harry sensed his urgency as she leaned forward and caught his lips directly in another kiss – this one so perfectly chaste and sweet that Draco froze in surprise and closed his eyes, one of his hands reaching up to curl gently around the nape of neck.
As soon as they pulled away to breathe, he buried his face into her shoulder and took a deep breath of her scent. He resumed his movements more slowly – thrusting himself deep into her shivering body as though he was trying to merge their two forms together as one single form.
He urged her legs wider and tighter around his waist and she obliged instantly, her hands slipping inside his shirt and her nails digging and scraping along his strong shoulders. With that, he began lavishing reverent kisses onto the skin of her neck and leaned down again to hiss something very softly into her ear.
“Mmm… Moan my name for me again, love…” He murmured and he smirked in self-satisfaction when his wife willingly obliged and did exactly what he said. Her moans intensified as his pace picked up and he finally began pummeling himself into her for all he was worth – once again causing the entire table to rock noisily against the chair behind it at their frantic movements.
“Mine…Mine…Mine…” He hissed the same word repeatedly into her ear in time with his thrusts and his voice grew louder each time until he could hear his own growls drowning out and overpowering the sweet sounds Harry was making underneath him.
"MINE..."
He thrust deeply into her one last time right before she finally came, her eyes clamping shut and her lips parting open to emit a sound that sounded like a cross between an aching, desperate scream and a breathless, shaky whimper.
“Y—YOURS! O—OH GOD! ALL YOURS, DRACO!”
*END OF DELETED SCENE*
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Chapter 35: Almost Perfect (Deleted Scene)
*The Perfect Girl: Chapter 35 (Deleted Scene)*
She squealed in laughter again when Draco shoved her backwards onto the bed, watching with a smirk as she crawled backwards several inches on her elbows along the white sheets before raising a seductive eyebrow and curling her finger beckoningly at him with a playful smile.
Draco stood exactly where he was and watched with heavy-lidded eyes as she got up into a kneeling position on the bed and slowly began to strip off her shirt first, leaving her soft, creamy skin under the mercy of his lustful gaze.
Tossing the shirt at his face, Jaimee laughed when he growled irritably and flung the offending garment to the floor. His eyes narrowed even more in impatience and he felt his arousal harden when she bent forward on her knees into a crawling position – purposely exposing the tops of her breasts shown from her seductive black bra.
Smirking mischievously at him, she slowly began to unzip her pants next – rolling them down each long, smooth leg before flinging them carelessly to the floor and leaving the rest of her luscious body exposed to her husband’s feasting eyes.
“My god…You’re beautiful…”
Draco surprised himself when he heard his voice come out in a raspy whisper. He watched with deep panting breaths as Jaimee smiled coyly at him again before stretching out her entire body on the bed, giving Draco a good view of her arse as exposed by her low cut lingerie.
“You little tease…” He growled out, his own hands finally reaching up and beginning to unbutton his collar impatiently as he continued to watch his delectable wife trailing her own hands over herself as she stretched in an obvious attempt to drive him crazy.
She gave him a sexy grin and sat up into a crawling position again, crawling her away across the bed towards him with the ease and stealth of a female tiger. Draco couldn’t prevent the groan that escaped his lips at the lustful sight, his arousal hardening even more until it was straining painfully against the fabric of his pants.
Harry saw this and smirked knowingly, kneeling on the edge of the bed in front of his standing form and removing his hands from his shirt buttons, continuing the task of unbuttoning them for him. His hands had moved down to touch her but she slapped them away, causing him to curse under his breath and shoot her a furious glare.
“What—”
She shook her head at him and gave him another Slytherin-like smirk, her green eyes narrowing at his impatiently clenched jaw. “I’m in charge tonight…Malfoy.” She drawled loudly and the authoritativeness he heard in her voice reminded him exactly who he had married – she was Harry Potter alright. And somehow he knew he was never going to forget that after tonight.
Draco bit his lip to keep from moaning out loud as her hands finally slid inside his open shirt and trailed down the firm muscles of his chest and abdomen, the tips of her nails trailing so fleetingly against his skin that he felt he was going to die from pleasure.
“G—god…H—Harry…Please…”
She heard the desperation in his whisper and she leaned forward, using her lips and teeth to trail along the very path her fingers had made along his chest. Draco face flushed and Harry had to slap his hands away again when he had involuntarily grabbed at her arse before he settled for running them up and down her back instead.
A sharp gasp escaped his lips when she bit down on a patch of skin just below his collarbone, licking at the small red mark before she continued to kiss downward, her hands slowly slipping his button-down shirt off his shoulders.
Once the garment had fallen to the floor, she began kissing a trail down his stomach until she reached his belt, to which she grinned and looked back up to see Draco’s eyes hardened into steely silver with uncontrollable lust. Before he could say anything, she easily undid his belt and yanked it off, holding it up playfully in her hands.
“I’ll just hold onto this for awhile…” She commented lightly, slipping the belt around her neck before she busied herself with unbuttoning his trousers – taking her own sweet time in pulling the zipper down to free his bulging arousal.
Draco hissed when her fingers brushed against him and he gritted his teeth as she threw his pants down to the floor and began teasing her fingers along the waistband of his boxers. Looking up and giving him a grin, Draco finally growled and snapped out loud in his frustration.
“Damn it, Potter! Stop teasing – OH GOD!”
His words dissolved into nonsensical gasps and moans as she slid his boxers down and took his entire length into her mouth, her eyes flicking up and watching as Draco’s face flushed deep red and his eyes darkened with lust.
He kept his gaze trained on her and watched breathlessly as she caressed him and teased him over and over again with her lips, earning herself several satisfying whimpers and incoherent sounds from her normally eloquent and sophisticated husband.
Draco’s hands snaked their way into her hair and he entangled his fingers within the silky, black strands, his eyes never leaving her face. When his hands began to travel insistently to her breasts, Harry pulled away and finally yanked him down onto the bed with her, pressing him down onto his back with both her hands. When Draco looked as though he was about to struggle against her, she used the belt she still had around her neck and tied his hands to the bedposts, causing the former Slytherin to growl loudly and struggle against the holds.
Jaimee leaned down and muffled his angry words with another kiss, hoisting herself over him until she was straddling him between her legs. Draco hips bucked up involuntarily at this and he groaned again, his eyes narrowed as he glared at her smirking face.
“Patience, love…I know you like to be in control but I think it’s about time I taught you how I do things.” She told him in an amused voice, waiting until Draco’s struggles had ceased before she continued her ministrations again.
Taking pity on him, she reached behind her and unbuttoned her bra, tossing the garment over the side of the bed and allowing Draco to stare hungrily at her gorgeous breasts. His eyes spoke of such an intense, growing desire that she gasped in surprise when the former Slytherin’s hands began to struggle very violently against the belt that tied them together.
Somehow sensing that she was running out of time, she leaned down and took him into her mouth once more, inciting Draco to struggle even more as the headboard began to rock dangerously from his impressive strength. When his struggles stopped for a moment and she heard him whimpering her name, she finally pulled away and leaned back up to straddle him again.
Leaning down and meeting his lips in a sensuous kiss that left both their tongues battling fiercely with the other’s, Jaimee finally gave in, unhooked her underwear and impaled herself against his long, hard length. She heard him moaning against their intertwined lips, his hands beginning to struggle wildly again as he longed to wrap them around her waist.
She placed her hands flat on his chest and steadied herself carefully before very slowly beginning to move against him, eliciting more agonizing sounds of pleasure and impatience from her very agitated husband.
Draco pulled away from their kiss and watched her as she rode him with deliberate slowness, her own breaths coming in shallow gasps and her eyes dilated with pleasure. Her ample breasts moved seductively with her movements – driving him absolutely crazy with lust as he watched her, wanting nothing more than to wrap his arms around her beautiful body and drive himself into her again and again until she was screaming his name.
They stayed like this for several minutes, her pace steadily increasing and driving him even more over the edge, especially when the headboard behind them began to creak noisily in time with her faster movements and she had leaned down to lick and bite at his neck.
Draco nearly yelled out loud in frustration when she began to moan softly and closed her eyes, her hips now moving at a frantic pace that impaled him inside her body over and over again. His name whispered from her half-open lips had been the last straw for him and with every ounce of strength he had, he finally yanked his hands and violently snapped the belt holding them loose, causing Jaimee to stop her movements and blink at him in shock.
“H-How?!”
She was answered by a fierce, angry growl before he had roughly flipped them over and pinned her arms up over her head, shoving himself into her with a harsh, punishing thrust. She screamed his name out loud at this and he silenced her by clamping his lips over hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth and hungrily devouring her taste.
He thrust violently into her several times as though in punishment, causing the headrest of the bed to bang noisily even more against the wall at their wild movements. She moaned and whimpered loudly when he leaned down to kiss, suck and lick hungrily at her breasts – lavishing enough attention on each nipple until they had both grown tender and sensitive to the slightest touch.
His hands moved down to squeeze her arse tightly and he used this position to yank her hips in time with his thrusts, silently urging her to wrap her legs around his waist. Once she had done this, Draco suddenly surprised her when he stopped his movements entirely and looked down at her, his face flushed with raw desire and exertion.
She looked back up at him in surprised silence, watching as he slowly lowered himself and caught her lips in a gentle, loving kiss as opposed to his usual demanding urgency. The hands he had used to grip her arse loosened and he moved one of them up instead to caress her face.
“I love you…”
He smiled at her as soon as the words had left his mouth, watching as she looked up and smiled back at him, reaching her arms up to wrap them around the nape of his neck.
“I love you too…”
As he bent back down and began to trail soft kisses along her breasts, she pressed her hands against the warm, flushed skin of his back and closed her eyes as his thrusts grew from hard and rough to deep and lingeringly slow – hitting that sweet spot inside her over and over again until she was sobbing and crying out his name.
Draco didn’t stop, however, and continued to lavish her with sweet kisses all over her body, thrusting in gently again and again until the entire room around her had dimmed into total blackness and she could see nothing else except the beautiful silver of his eyes.
Even after she had already come screaming his name, he continued to thrust inside her, lingering over her endlessly and worshiping her entire body with his own. He had bent down and kissed at her neck when she began to tremble and whimper again – already feeling herself about to explode once more just minutes after the first time.
He pulled back and watched the emotions of pleasure and love flitting over her beautiful, flushed face over and over again, his efforts never ceasing as Jaimee reached her second, third and even fourth climax in his arms until eventually, she was pleading with him to join her.
She looked imploringly up at him and pulled his face down in another kiss. Her entire body felt weak, sore and exhausted when she pulled away from him but she met his steady gaze easily, noting that his jaw was clenched in exertion and he was fighting desperately to keep himself from exploding.
As he continued to thrust deep into her, she reached up and stroked his cheek, bringing his eyes down to look at the smile on her face. At this point, she couldn’t tell how many times she had said the next three words to him but it seemed that Draco needed her to say it each time almost as much as he needed her to say she loved him.
“Let it go.”
With that, the pace of his thrusts picked up and he began thrusting hard and fast into her again and again, easily bringing her over the edge once more and this time – taking himself along with her. When she came for the fifth time that night and screamed her throat sore, Draco gave one last deep plunge into her before he finally came – achingly moaning out her name and trembling violently as he spilled every last bit of himself into her willing body.
Utterly and completely spent, he collapsed on top of her and rolled them over so that she was lying cradled against his chest. He was still inside her when he pulled the white blanket over their exhausted, aching bodies.
*End of Deleted Scene*
She squealed in laughter again when Draco shoved her backwards onto the bed, watching with a smirk as she crawled backwards several inches on her elbows along the white sheets before raising a seductive eyebrow and curling her finger beckoningly at him with a playful smile.
Draco stood exactly where he was and watched with heavy-lidded eyes as she got up into a kneeling position on the bed and slowly began to strip off her shirt first, leaving her soft, creamy skin under the mercy of his lustful gaze.
Tossing the shirt at his face, Jaimee laughed when he growled irritably and flung the offending garment to the floor. His eyes narrowed even more in impatience and he felt his arousal harden when she bent forward on her knees into a crawling position – purposely exposing the tops of her breasts shown from her seductive black bra.
Smirking mischievously at him, she slowly began to unzip her pants next – rolling them down each long, smooth leg before flinging them carelessly to the floor and leaving the rest of her luscious body exposed to her husband’s feasting eyes.
“My god…You’re beautiful…”
Draco surprised himself when he heard his voice come out in a raspy whisper. He watched with deep panting breaths as Jaimee smiled coyly at him again before stretching out her entire body on the bed, giving Draco a good view of her arse as exposed by her low cut lingerie.
“You little tease…” He growled out, his own hands finally reaching up and beginning to unbutton his collar impatiently as he continued to watch his delectable wife trailing her own hands over herself as she stretched in an obvious attempt to drive him crazy.
She gave him a sexy grin and sat up into a crawling position again, crawling her away across the bed towards him with the ease and stealth of a female tiger. Draco couldn’t prevent the groan that escaped his lips at the lustful sight, his arousal hardening even more until it was straining painfully against the fabric of his pants.
Harry saw this and smirked knowingly, kneeling on the edge of the bed in front of his standing form and removing his hands from his shirt buttons, continuing the task of unbuttoning them for him. His hands had moved down to touch her but she slapped them away, causing him to curse under his breath and shoot her a furious glare.
“What—”
She shook her head at him and gave him another Slytherin-like smirk, her green eyes narrowing at his impatiently clenched jaw. “I’m in charge tonight…Malfoy.” She drawled loudly and the authoritativeness he heard in her voice reminded him exactly who he had married – she was Harry Potter alright. And somehow he knew he was never going to forget that after tonight.
Draco bit his lip to keep from moaning out loud as her hands finally slid inside his open shirt and trailed down the firm muscles of his chest and abdomen, the tips of her nails trailing so fleetingly against his skin that he felt he was going to die from pleasure.
“G—god…H—Harry…Please…”
She heard the desperation in his whisper and she leaned forward, using her lips and teeth to trail along the very path her fingers had made along his chest. Draco face flushed and Harry had to slap his hands away again when he had involuntarily grabbed at her arse before he settled for running them up and down her back instead.
A sharp gasp escaped his lips when she bit down on a patch of skin just below his collarbone, licking at the small red mark before she continued to kiss downward, her hands slowly slipping his button-down shirt off his shoulders.
Once the garment had fallen to the floor, she began kissing a trail down his stomach until she reached his belt, to which she grinned and looked back up to see Draco’s eyes hardened into steely silver with uncontrollable lust. Before he could say anything, she easily undid his belt and yanked it off, holding it up playfully in her hands.
“I’ll just hold onto this for awhile…” She commented lightly, slipping the belt around her neck before she busied herself with unbuttoning his trousers – taking her own sweet time in pulling the zipper down to free his bulging arousal.
Draco hissed when her fingers brushed against him and he gritted his teeth as she threw his pants down to the floor and began teasing her fingers along the waistband of his boxers. Looking up and giving him a grin, Draco finally growled and snapped out loud in his frustration.
“Damn it, Potter! Stop teasing – OH GOD!”
His words dissolved into nonsensical gasps and moans as she slid his boxers down and took his entire length into her mouth, her eyes flicking up and watching as Draco’s face flushed deep red and his eyes darkened with lust.
He kept his gaze trained on her and watched breathlessly as she caressed him and teased him over and over again with her lips, earning herself several satisfying whimpers and incoherent sounds from her normally eloquent and sophisticated husband.
Draco’s hands snaked their way into her hair and he entangled his fingers within the silky, black strands, his eyes never leaving her face. When his hands began to travel insistently to her breasts, Harry pulled away and finally yanked him down onto the bed with her, pressing him down onto his back with both her hands. When Draco looked as though he was about to struggle against her, she used the belt she still had around her neck and tied his hands to the bedposts, causing the former Slytherin to growl loudly and struggle against the holds.
Jaimee leaned down and muffled his angry words with another kiss, hoisting herself over him until she was straddling him between her legs. Draco hips bucked up involuntarily at this and he groaned again, his eyes narrowed as he glared at her smirking face.
“Patience, love…I know you like to be in control but I think it’s about time I taught you how I do things.” She told him in an amused voice, waiting until Draco’s struggles had ceased before she continued her ministrations again.
Taking pity on him, she reached behind her and unbuttoned her bra, tossing the garment over the side of the bed and allowing Draco to stare hungrily at her gorgeous breasts. His eyes spoke of such an intense, growing desire that she gasped in surprise when the former Slytherin’s hands began to struggle very violently against the belt that tied them together.
Somehow sensing that she was running out of time, she leaned down and took him into her mouth once more, inciting Draco to struggle even more as the headboard began to rock dangerously from his impressive strength. When his struggles stopped for a moment and she heard him whimpering her name, she finally pulled away and leaned back up to straddle him again.
Leaning down and meeting his lips in a sensuous kiss that left both their tongues battling fiercely with the other’s, Jaimee finally gave in, unhooked her underwear and impaled herself against his long, hard length. She heard him moaning against their intertwined lips, his hands beginning to struggle wildly again as he longed to wrap them around her waist.
She placed her hands flat on his chest and steadied herself carefully before very slowly beginning to move against him, eliciting more agonizing sounds of pleasure and impatience from her very agitated husband.
Draco pulled away from their kiss and watched her as she rode him with deliberate slowness, her own breaths coming in shallow gasps and her eyes dilated with pleasure. Her ample breasts moved seductively with her movements – driving him absolutely crazy with lust as he watched her, wanting nothing more than to wrap his arms around her beautiful body and drive himself into her again and again until she was screaming his name.
They stayed like this for several minutes, her pace steadily increasing and driving him even more over the edge, especially when the headboard behind them began to creak noisily in time with her faster movements and she had leaned down to lick and bite at his neck.
Draco nearly yelled out loud in frustration when she began to moan softly and closed her eyes, her hips now moving at a frantic pace that impaled him inside her body over and over again. His name whispered from her half-open lips had been the last straw for him and with every ounce of strength he had, he finally yanked his hands and violently snapped the belt holding them loose, causing Jaimee to stop her movements and blink at him in shock.
“H-How?!”
She was answered by a fierce, angry growl before he had roughly flipped them over and pinned her arms up over her head, shoving himself into her with a harsh, punishing thrust. She screamed his name out loud at this and he silenced her by clamping his lips over hers, thrusting his tongue into her mouth and hungrily devouring her taste.
He thrust violently into her several times as though in punishment, causing the headrest of the bed to bang noisily even more against the wall at their wild movements. She moaned and whimpered loudly when he leaned down to kiss, suck and lick hungrily at her breasts – lavishing enough attention on each nipple until they had both grown tender and sensitive to the slightest touch.
His hands moved down to squeeze her arse tightly and he used this position to yank her hips in time with his thrusts, silently urging her to wrap her legs around his waist. Once she had done this, Draco suddenly surprised her when he stopped his movements entirely and looked down at her, his face flushed with raw desire and exertion.
She looked back up at him in surprised silence, watching as he slowly lowered himself and caught her lips in a gentle, loving kiss as opposed to his usual demanding urgency. The hands he had used to grip her arse loosened and he moved one of them up instead to caress her face.
“I love you…”
He smiled at her as soon as the words had left his mouth, watching as she looked up and smiled back at him, reaching her arms up to wrap them around the nape of his neck.
“I love you too…”
As he bent back down and began to trail soft kisses along her breasts, she pressed her hands against the warm, flushed skin of his back and closed her eyes as his thrusts grew from hard and rough to deep and lingeringly slow – hitting that sweet spot inside her over and over again until she was sobbing and crying out his name.
Draco didn’t stop, however, and continued to lavish her with sweet kisses all over her body, thrusting in gently again and again until the entire room around her had dimmed into total blackness and she could see nothing else except the beautiful silver of his eyes.
Even after she had already come screaming his name, he continued to thrust inside her, lingering over her endlessly and worshiping her entire body with his own. He had bent down and kissed at her neck when she began to tremble and whimper again – already feeling herself about to explode once more just minutes after the first time.
He pulled back and watched the emotions of pleasure and love flitting over her beautiful, flushed face over and over again, his efforts never ceasing as Jaimee reached her second, third and even fourth climax in his arms until eventually, she was pleading with him to join her.
She looked imploringly up at him and pulled his face down in another kiss. Her entire body felt weak, sore and exhausted when she pulled away from him but she met his steady gaze easily, noting that his jaw was clenched in exertion and he was fighting desperately to keep himself from exploding.
As he continued to thrust deep into her, she reached up and stroked his cheek, bringing his eyes down to look at the smile on her face. At this point, she couldn’t tell how many times she had said the next three words to him but it seemed that Draco needed her to say it each time almost as much as he needed her to say she loved him.
“Let it go.”
With that, the pace of his thrusts picked up and he began thrusting hard and fast into her again and again, easily bringing her over the edge once more and this time – taking himself along with her. When she came for the fifth time that night and screamed her throat sore, Draco gave one last deep plunge into her before he finally came – achingly moaning out her name and trembling violently as he spilled every last bit of himself into her willing body.
Utterly and completely spent, he collapsed on top of her and rolled them over so that she was lying cradled against his chest. He was still inside her when he pulled the white blanket over their exhausted, aching bodies.
*End of Deleted Scene*
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Chapter 31: Bombshell (Deleted Scene)
*The Perfect Girl: Chapter 31 (Deleted Scene)*
Just as she had washed the bubbles out of her hair and was about to turn the shower right off, she heard the shower stall’s entrance slide open loudly behind her and she whirled around in panic, ready to scream and curse angrily at the pervert who had dared to peek at her.
“You sick peeping pervert, I’m going to blow your eyes up to the size of balloons—”
She was immediately silenced when she felt a pair of warm, insistent lips claiming her own right before she was shoved forcefully backwards into the stall’s white tiled walls. Grunting in pain at the collision, she had just enough time to recognize the look of pure animalistic lust in a familiar pair of silver orbs before Draco’s lips were on hers again and he pressed her firmly against the wall, his hands reaching down and grabbing her arse.
Blinking in shock, she barely registered the fact that the shower water was still running when Draco began divesting himself of his own clothes, yanking impatiently at his Quidditch robes and shirt while at the same time, never breaking contact with her lips.
Jaimee gasped out loud against their intertwined lips when he grabbed at her arse again and hoisted her up roughly against the wall, supporting her with his strength and positioning her so that her legs locked themselves tightly around his waist.
He was still wearing his pants when he began grinding himself brutally against her, his mouth finally leaving hers and descending to her left breast to suck greedily on her nipple. Wincing at his painful ministrations, she tried to speak but it ended up a whimper when Draco looked up and used one hand to yank her hair, forcing her head to tilt sideways to expose her neck.
Once his hand snaked back down her waist to support her, he leaned down and began licking and kissing at the bite marks on her neck, eliciting more soft moans from the Gryffindor. Without so much as a single word of warning, he grinded himself harder against her naked body, purposely creating a teasing friction that drove her mad with lust.
Looking up into his face, she saw for the briefest moment the maniacal gleam of anger-heightened lust in his eyes before his lips were on hers again – his body pressing and grinding so hard against hers that she lost all account of where his form ended and hers began.
The bulging arousal in his pants was rubbing so hard against her inner thigh that it was beginning to hurt and this was confirmed when he thrust his hips against hers again, causing her to wince as she was shoved painfully against the wall once more and she felt bruises forming on her back.
Finally realizing her need for oxygen, she broke their kiss and turned her head sideways to catch her breath, shutting her eyes when Draco wasted no time in lavishing his lips along her breasts instead. The shower was still running and pouring water along their heated bodies – drenching both their forms and making it even more difficult for her to breathe.
Draco must have realize somehow the inconvenience his drenched pants was causing them and in a matter of seconds, the garment was discarded on top of the pile of sweat-drenched Quidditch robes gathered just below Jaimee’s dangling feet.
Then – in one harsh, greedy thrust – Draco had shoved his hard, entire length right into the throbbing wetness between her legs, eliciting a loud sharp scream from her as she was forced to clench her eyes at the sudden intrusion of him inside her.
No further foreplay or intimate words of love and comfort were exchanged as Draco immediately began pounding relentlessly into her welcoming heat, grunting and growling in exertion as he shoved her repeatedly against the cold tiled walls of the shower stall. His jaw clenched in growing impatience, he grasped her thighs tighter with his hands and raised her legs up higher so he could impale himself deeper into her, the soles of her feet pressing against the stall’s entrance doors.
She supported herself up by placing her hands on his taut shoulders, wincing again and again as the wall bruised against her back and her feet kicked at the stall doors. Her loud moans and breathless whimpers echoed clearly in the silence of the locker room – along with the rhythmic, clanging sounds the shower stall door was making from the his wild thrusts and movements.
His thrusts were neither aiming for pleasure nor for love but for much needed release and she offered herself up to him, tilting her face up and meeting his lips in an equally bruising passionate kiss. Her nails were burying deep into the skin on his back but she didn’t protest nor did she push him away despite the obvious anger emanating from his actions. In fact, she was actually surprised at herself when she realized that she understood him completely.
He was trying to redirect and more importantly relieve all the pent-up anger in his system through passion instead so that all the negative feelings would leave him and he could eventually calm himself down. She knew and understood him so perfectly that she welcomed each of his rough thrusts into her body, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face against his shoulder.
Closing her eyes, a couple more soft moans and whimpers escaped her lips as he continued to pound harshly – almost angrily – into her body again and again. He was flushing and cringing in so much tormented exertion that he had to lean down and bury his own face into her neck to keep at his frantic pace.
His heavy breathing and panting against her ear were becoming desperately erratic with each thrust and it wasn’t until she felt him beginning to tremble from exhaustion that Jaimee finally squeezed his shoulder and spoke up in a soft, loving whisper.
“I love you…It’s okay…Let it go…” She hushed gently, caressing his cheek with her lips. Hearing the sweet words, Draco finally shut his eyes and gave one last powerful thrust – the force of which contrasting with the weak, shaky whimper that had escaped him.
Leaning down to press his lips desperately in need against hers, he finally allowed himself to explode inside her, pouring along with his essence every drop of the consuming anger, suspicion and doubt that had been trapped inside his body and plaguing his mind for the entire week.
The soft, shaky whisper that soon came from his mouth following his release rang clearly in her ears. Knowing that such an apology from him could only be ever given to her and no one else, his words brought a small, tender smile to Jaimee’s lips.
“I—I’m so sorry, Harry…”
Just as she had washed the bubbles out of her hair and was about to turn the shower right off, she heard the shower stall’s entrance slide open loudly behind her and she whirled around in panic, ready to scream and curse angrily at the pervert who had dared to peek at her.
“You sick peeping pervert, I’m going to blow your eyes up to the size of balloons—”
She was immediately silenced when she felt a pair of warm, insistent lips claiming her own right before she was shoved forcefully backwards into the stall’s white tiled walls. Grunting in pain at the collision, she had just enough time to recognize the look of pure animalistic lust in a familiar pair of silver orbs before Draco’s lips were on hers again and he pressed her firmly against the wall, his hands reaching down and grabbing her arse.
Blinking in shock, she barely registered the fact that the shower water was still running when Draco began divesting himself of his own clothes, yanking impatiently at his Quidditch robes and shirt while at the same time, never breaking contact with her lips.
Jaimee gasped out loud against their intertwined lips when he grabbed at her arse again and hoisted her up roughly against the wall, supporting her with his strength and positioning her so that her legs locked themselves tightly around his waist.
He was still wearing his pants when he began grinding himself brutally against her, his mouth finally leaving hers and descending to her left breast to suck greedily on her nipple. Wincing at his painful ministrations, she tried to speak but it ended up a whimper when Draco looked up and used one hand to yank her hair, forcing her head to tilt sideways to expose her neck.
Once his hand snaked back down her waist to support her, he leaned down and began licking and kissing at the bite marks on her neck, eliciting more soft moans from the Gryffindor. Without so much as a single word of warning, he grinded himself harder against her naked body, purposely creating a teasing friction that drove her mad with lust.
Looking up into his face, she saw for the briefest moment the maniacal gleam of anger-heightened lust in his eyes before his lips were on hers again – his body pressing and grinding so hard against hers that she lost all account of where his form ended and hers began.
The bulging arousal in his pants was rubbing so hard against her inner thigh that it was beginning to hurt and this was confirmed when he thrust his hips against hers again, causing her to wince as she was shoved painfully against the wall once more and she felt bruises forming on her back.
Finally realizing her need for oxygen, she broke their kiss and turned her head sideways to catch her breath, shutting her eyes when Draco wasted no time in lavishing his lips along her breasts instead. The shower was still running and pouring water along their heated bodies – drenching both their forms and making it even more difficult for her to breathe.
Draco must have realize somehow the inconvenience his drenched pants was causing them and in a matter of seconds, the garment was discarded on top of the pile of sweat-drenched Quidditch robes gathered just below Jaimee’s dangling feet.
Then – in one harsh, greedy thrust – Draco had shoved his hard, entire length right into the throbbing wetness between her legs, eliciting a loud sharp scream from her as she was forced to clench her eyes at the sudden intrusion of him inside her.
No further foreplay or intimate words of love and comfort were exchanged as Draco immediately began pounding relentlessly into her welcoming heat, grunting and growling in exertion as he shoved her repeatedly against the cold tiled walls of the shower stall. His jaw clenched in growing impatience, he grasped her thighs tighter with his hands and raised her legs up higher so he could impale himself deeper into her, the soles of her feet pressing against the stall’s entrance doors.
She supported herself up by placing her hands on his taut shoulders, wincing again and again as the wall bruised against her back and her feet kicked at the stall doors. Her loud moans and breathless whimpers echoed clearly in the silence of the locker room – along with the rhythmic, clanging sounds the shower stall door was making from the his wild thrusts and movements.
His thrusts were neither aiming for pleasure nor for love but for much needed release and she offered herself up to him, tilting her face up and meeting his lips in an equally bruising passionate kiss. Her nails were burying deep into the skin on his back but she didn’t protest nor did she push him away despite the obvious anger emanating from his actions. In fact, she was actually surprised at herself when she realized that she understood him completely.
He was trying to redirect and more importantly relieve all the pent-up anger in his system through passion instead so that all the negative feelings would leave him and he could eventually calm himself down. She knew and understood him so perfectly that she welcomed each of his rough thrusts into her body, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face against his shoulder.
Closing her eyes, a couple more soft moans and whimpers escaped her lips as he continued to pound harshly – almost angrily – into her body again and again. He was flushing and cringing in so much tormented exertion that he had to lean down and bury his own face into her neck to keep at his frantic pace.
His heavy breathing and panting against her ear were becoming desperately erratic with each thrust and it wasn’t until she felt him beginning to tremble from exhaustion that Jaimee finally squeezed his shoulder and spoke up in a soft, loving whisper.
“I love you…It’s okay…Let it go…” She hushed gently, caressing his cheek with her lips. Hearing the sweet words, Draco finally shut his eyes and gave one last powerful thrust – the force of which contrasting with the weak, shaky whimper that had escaped him.
Leaning down to press his lips desperately in need against hers, he finally allowed himself to explode inside her, pouring along with his essence every drop of the consuming anger, suspicion and doubt that had been trapped inside his body and plaguing his mind for the entire week.
The soft, shaky whisper that soon came from his mouth following his release rang clearly in her ears. Knowing that such an apology from him could only be ever given to her and no one else, his words brought a small, tender smile to Jaimee’s lips.
“I—I’m so sorry, Harry…”
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Chapter 25: Concessions & Confessions (Deleted Scene)
*The Perfect Girl: Chapter 25 (Deleted Scene)*
“I concede…”
He was not expecting what happened next as she wrapped a single hand around his neck and yanked his face down to meet hers in a desperate kiss, pressing herself close against him and shoving him down until his back was pressed against the floor.
Draco didn’t protest as she climbed on top of him and straddled him between her legs, her hands pressing against his chest and impatiently ripping through the buttons of his school shirt. She hurled his ripped shirt across the room before working hurriedly on the button and zipper of his pants, yanking his belt loose and hurling it somewhere near his discarded shirt.
Once he caught up to her heightened passion, he gave a low moan and reached his hands up to fondle both her breasts, shivering when he heard a low purr erupt from the Gryffindor’s mouth. Highly aroused, he thrust his tongue into her mouth and began relishing her familiar taste while his hands finally worked their way around her shirt and yanked it off, a laugh erupting from his mouth as he was met with the sight of her heavily bandaged chest.
Blushing at his amusement, she was about to unwrap it herself when he placed his hand on hers and shook his head, indicating for her to allow him to do it. Hoisting her up onto her feet, he walked behind her and slowly began unwrapping the thick bandages from her chest, watching with a piercing gaze as more of that delicious pale skin was exposed to his feasting eyes.
When the last layer of bandage came off and Draco found himself staring hungrily at her gorgeous breasts, he licked his lips once before seizing forward and shoving her roughly against the nearby stone wall, his mouth immediately diving down and sucking at a luscious pink nipple.
She hissed in both pain and pleasure and entangled her fingers in his hair, tugging gently and caressing the silky smooth strands. Her hands fell back down his back to his pants and she began working on his zipper, one slender hand reaching down and stroking the rock hard member that was trapped underneath the cloth of his boxers.
Draco hissed and involuntarily thrust into her hands, silently urging her on with incoherent whispers and murmurs. One of his hands moved to squeeze her breast while the other hand worked down and began unzipping her pants as well, shoving it down to her feet and tossing it aside.
She reached right into his boxers and boldly wrapped her fingers around him, drawing a shaky half-moan, half-gasp from him as she slowly began to run her hand up and down his length, eliciting more incoherent noises from the Slytherin.
Cheeks now flushed very heavily with frustration, he pressed himself harder against her, causing her to wince slightly in pain as the bruises all over her body were met with the wall’s hard surface. She dug her fingernails into one of the bruises on his back, causing him to flinch in pain and thread his fingers through her hair, roughly yanking the strands upward to expose the pale skin of her neck.
A harsh growl escaped him as he leaned down and began adding more red bites to the already thoroughly marked skin, enjoying the gasping whimpers that issued from her lips. She moaned his name once and he completely lost it, seizing both her hands in his and slamming them painfully against the wall, intertwining their fingers together so that she couldn’t escape.
Jaimee didn’t bother protesting nor struggling with him this time and she welcomed his rough passion, cringing in pain again when he changed their positions and flipped her over until her front was pressing against the wall, her back pressed against his bare chest.
“Ugh…Please…” She cried out in pain when he bit down hard on her shoulder, licking up the blood while his hand worked down and impatiently slid her boxers off, tossing them carelessly to the floor. He must have done the same with his because soon she felt his heated arousal pressing behind her, his skin warm and flush against hers.
He chuckled softly, leaning forward and brushing his lips against her cheek. He bent down to whisper something to her – his warm breath tickling her ear and causing her to shiver in his arms.
“Tell me you want me…”
She had to smile in amusement at his never ending need to dominate her and remained silent, waiting until his hand had reclaimed hers and pressed them back up against the wall just as always. His other hand had already snaked downward, his fingers teasingly playing with the aching wetness between her legs.
“Tell me!” He hissed, his voice sharper and firmer this time and he stroked her pleasure spot hard as though to command her, causing a sharp gasp to escape her lips.
“I want you!” She gasped out, shutting her eyes in pleasure as he continued to tease her relentlessly with his fingers, stroking that same sweet spot over and over until her eyes eventually rolled backwards and her head fell limply against his shoulder.
She whimpered at the loss of his fingers but it was about half a second later when she felt him enter her in one sharp thrust, causing a much louder whimper of pain to erupt from her lips. Gasping in pleasure and still a small tinge of pain, she felt him squeezing her fingers above her head, pushing himself further inside her until he was buried deep inside her body.
He leaned down and pressed his lips against the curve of her shoulder, pulling completely out of her before thrusting in hard and deep again, his free hand taking one of her trapped hands and entangling their fingers together as well – both their hands now tightly intertwined.
Since he couldn’t see the expression on her face from their position, he closed his eyes and listened closely to the breathless moans she was making instead, loving the feel of her smooth back against his chest and the way he had her trapped against him, her slender body covered protectively by his as he thrust hard into her again and again.
Feeling a little mischievous, he slowed his pace and leaned down to bite her shoulder again to draw her attention, causing her eyes to snap open. He chuckled and nibbled on her ear, sending goosebumps all over her body.
“I have to ask…Is sex better as a woman, Potter…? I’ve always been curious…” He drawled and to emphasize his point, he pulled back completely before slamming into her with exceptional force. She let out a loud, involuntary half-scream, half-moan that seemed to echo around the room, her voice raw with lust and pleasure.
“Draco! Please…”
“Well…?” He asked again through her whimpers, smirking when her eyes fluttered close, her body shivering as he thrust harder into her, pressing her painfully against the cold, stone surface.
A weak, breathless laugh escaped her lips as she answered him, her voice shaking and stuttering in time with his thrusts. “O—Only if i—it’s—O—Ow! Ugh—W—with you…D-Draco…Ugh!” She gasped, the sentence ending in a helpless whimper as he managed to hit a particular spot inside her, causing her to collapse backwards against him.
In spite of himself and his raging lust, her simple answer to his question seemed to have melted something within him and he found himself slowing down – his hands slowly releasing hers and allowing them to drop limply to her sides in exhaustion.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, a strange new voice was telling him to slow down and be more gentle lest he hurt her with his raging passion and he obliged by slowing pulling out of her and turning her back around to face him, causing a look of confusion to cross her face.
“Draco…?”
Despite the flushed exertion on his cheeks and the way his jaw was clenched in unkempt sexual energy and obvious impatience, he pulled her down onto the floor and positioned them so that she was on top of him, gripping and guiding her hips down gently as she penetrated herself on him.
As soon as he was fully sheathed in her welcoming warmth once more, Draco gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to thrust impatiently up into her delicious heat. Jaimee seemed to look confused at the sudden change of position and she was about to ask him when he managed a weak smirk and raised single finger to her lips, halting her words.
“You top, Harry…”
It took her a moment to realize the actual implication of his words and as soon as she did, she leaned down and caught his lips in a loving kiss, their tongues caressing each other with a deliberate slowness and tenderness that she had never felt from Draco before.
Then – in obvious contrast to his rough and unrestrained passionate advances – hers spoke more of love and tenderness and she showed him this by slowly moving herself up and down against him in satisfying but gentle movements, watching the flicker of desperate longing and pleasure on the Slytherin’s face.
It was the first time she had ever seen such an open expression of love on Draco’s face. She knew from that expression alone that he loved her and she was more than determined to hear him say it. Leaning down to catch his half-open lips in a sweet kiss, her hips continued to sheath him deep inside her again and again, making him gasp out loud in pleasure.
“I—I lo—” He cut himself off, his voice shaking and an expression of both fear and nervousness on his handsome face that strangely enough, she understood. She pressed both her palms flat on his chest, riding him faster and causing him to emit a low, breathless moan.
“Oh god…Please…”
“There’s nothing scary about admitting you love someone, Draco…It’s just like that rollercoaster…” She whispered, her face heavily infused with all sorts of emotions – pleasure, love, pain and exertion. He met her gaze steadily, his eyes glassy and glazed over and his face contorting into a restrained grimace as she began to move faster against him, causing him to gasp out her name.
“Let me show you…Please…” She whispered again, her familiar words ringing in Draco’s ears and he gave a low hiss before reaching up and pulling her face down for another kiss, his other hand continuing to hold her hips and forcing her to speed up her movements.
When they broke apart, she finally relented and began riding him at a furious speed, causing Draco to grunt in exertion before beginning to thrust upwards into her, both his hands going to grip her hips and shove their hips together in time with her movements.
After a few minutes of this, he seemed to have finally lost patience and shoved her backwards, flipping them over and hoisting her legs up onto his shoulders. With that, he thrust forcefully into her until she began screaming and convulsing in his arms, her nails digging deep into his back.
“JUST LET IT GO, DRACO!”
Those were the last words she had screamed before she finally arched backwards and came in his arms, her body shivering violently and her words dissolving into incoherent screaming. Hearing her crying out his name, he soon followed her and let himself explode inside her body, the words that he suddenly blurted out as he came ringing clearly in her ears.
“I love you… I LOVE YOU!”
*END OF DELETED SCENE*
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“I concede…”
He was not expecting what happened next as she wrapped a single hand around his neck and yanked his face down to meet hers in a desperate kiss, pressing herself close against him and shoving him down until his back was pressed against the floor.
Draco didn’t protest as she climbed on top of him and straddled him between her legs, her hands pressing against his chest and impatiently ripping through the buttons of his school shirt. She hurled his ripped shirt across the room before working hurriedly on the button and zipper of his pants, yanking his belt loose and hurling it somewhere near his discarded shirt.
Once he caught up to her heightened passion, he gave a low moan and reached his hands up to fondle both her breasts, shivering when he heard a low purr erupt from the Gryffindor’s mouth. Highly aroused, he thrust his tongue into her mouth and began relishing her familiar taste while his hands finally worked their way around her shirt and yanked it off, a laugh erupting from his mouth as he was met with the sight of her heavily bandaged chest.
Blushing at his amusement, she was about to unwrap it herself when he placed his hand on hers and shook his head, indicating for her to allow him to do it. Hoisting her up onto her feet, he walked behind her and slowly began unwrapping the thick bandages from her chest, watching with a piercing gaze as more of that delicious pale skin was exposed to his feasting eyes.
When the last layer of bandage came off and Draco found himself staring hungrily at her gorgeous breasts, he licked his lips once before seizing forward and shoving her roughly against the nearby stone wall, his mouth immediately diving down and sucking at a luscious pink nipple.
She hissed in both pain and pleasure and entangled her fingers in his hair, tugging gently and caressing the silky smooth strands. Her hands fell back down his back to his pants and she began working on his zipper, one slender hand reaching down and stroking the rock hard member that was trapped underneath the cloth of his boxers.
Draco hissed and involuntarily thrust into her hands, silently urging her on with incoherent whispers and murmurs. One of his hands moved to squeeze her breast while the other hand worked down and began unzipping her pants as well, shoving it down to her feet and tossing it aside.
She reached right into his boxers and boldly wrapped her fingers around him, drawing a shaky half-moan, half-gasp from him as she slowly began to run her hand up and down his length, eliciting more incoherent noises from the Slytherin.
Cheeks now flushed very heavily with frustration, he pressed himself harder against her, causing her to wince slightly in pain as the bruises all over her body were met with the wall’s hard surface. She dug her fingernails into one of the bruises on his back, causing him to flinch in pain and thread his fingers through her hair, roughly yanking the strands upward to expose the pale skin of her neck.
A harsh growl escaped him as he leaned down and began adding more red bites to the already thoroughly marked skin, enjoying the gasping whimpers that issued from her lips. She moaned his name once and he completely lost it, seizing both her hands in his and slamming them painfully against the wall, intertwining their fingers together so that she couldn’t escape.
Jaimee didn’t bother protesting nor struggling with him this time and she welcomed his rough passion, cringing in pain again when he changed their positions and flipped her over until her front was pressing against the wall, her back pressed against his bare chest.
“Ugh…Please…” She cried out in pain when he bit down hard on her shoulder, licking up the blood while his hand worked down and impatiently slid her boxers off, tossing them carelessly to the floor. He must have done the same with his because soon she felt his heated arousal pressing behind her, his skin warm and flush against hers.
He chuckled softly, leaning forward and brushing his lips against her cheek. He bent down to whisper something to her – his warm breath tickling her ear and causing her to shiver in his arms.
“Tell me you want me…”
She had to smile in amusement at his never ending need to dominate her and remained silent, waiting until his hand had reclaimed hers and pressed them back up against the wall just as always. His other hand had already snaked downward, his fingers teasingly playing with the aching wetness between her legs.
“Tell me!” He hissed, his voice sharper and firmer this time and he stroked her pleasure spot hard as though to command her, causing a sharp gasp to escape her lips.
“I want you!” She gasped out, shutting her eyes in pleasure as he continued to tease her relentlessly with his fingers, stroking that same sweet spot over and over until her eyes eventually rolled backwards and her head fell limply against his shoulder.
She whimpered at the loss of his fingers but it was about half a second later when she felt him enter her in one sharp thrust, causing a much louder whimper of pain to erupt from her lips. Gasping in pleasure and still a small tinge of pain, she felt him squeezing her fingers above her head, pushing himself further inside her until he was buried deep inside her body.
He leaned down and pressed his lips against the curve of her shoulder, pulling completely out of her before thrusting in hard and deep again, his free hand taking one of her trapped hands and entangling their fingers together as well – both their hands now tightly intertwined.
Since he couldn’t see the expression on her face from their position, he closed his eyes and listened closely to the breathless moans she was making instead, loving the feel of her smooth back against his chest and the way he had her trapped against him, her slender body covered protectively by his as he thrust hard into her again and again.
Feeling a little mischievous, he slowed his pace and leaned down to bite her shoulder again to draw her attention, causing her eyes to snap open. He chuckled and nibbled on her ear, sending goosebumps all over her body.
“I have to ask…Is sex better as a woman, Potter…? I’ve always been curious…” He drawled and to emphasize his point, he pulled back completely before slamming into her with exceptional force. She let out a loud, involuntary half-scream, half-moan that seemed to echo around the room, her voice raw with lust and pleasure.
“Draco! Please…”
“Well…?” He asked again through her whimpers, smirking when her eyes fluttered close, her body shivering as he thrust harder into her, pressing her painfully against the cold, stone surface.
A weak, breathless laugh escaped her lips as she answered him, her voice shaking and stuttering in time with his thrusts. “O—Only if i—it’s—O—Ow! Ugh—W—with you…D-Draco…Ugh!” She gasped, the sentence ending in a helpless whimper as he managed to hit a particular spot inside her, causing her to collapse backwards against him.
In spite of himself and his raging lust, her simple answer to his question seemed to have melted something within him and he found himself slowing down – his hands slowly releasing hers and allowing them to drop limply to her sides in exhaustion.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, a strange new voice was telling him to slow down and be more gentle lest he hurt her with his raging passion and he obliged by slowing pulling out of her and turning her back around to face him, causing a look of confusion to cross her face.
“Draco…?”
Despite the flushed exertion on his cheeks and the way his jaw was clenched in unkempt sexual energy and obvious impatience, he pulled her down onto the floor and positioned them so that she was on top of him, gripping and guiding her hips down gently as she penetrated herself on him.
As soon as he was fully sheathed in her welcoming warmth once more, Draco gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to thrust impatiently up into her delicious heat. Jaimee seemed to look confused at the sudden change of position and she was about to ask him when he managed a weak smirk and raised single finger to her lips, halting her words.
“You top, Harry…”
***
It took her a moment to realize the actual implication of his words and as soon as she did, she leaned down and caught his lips in a loving kiss, their tongues caressing each other with a deliberate slowness and tenderness that she had never felt from Draco before.
Then – in obvious contrast to his rough and unrestrained passionate advances – hers spoke more of love and tenderness and she showed him this by slowly moving herself up and down against him in satisfying but gentle movements, watching the flicker of desperate longing and pleasure on the Slytherin’s face.
It was the first time she had ever seen such an open expression of love on Draco’s face. She knew from that expression alone that he loved her and she was more than determined to hear him say it. Leaning down to catch his half-open lips in a sweet kiss, her hips continued to sheath him deep inside her again and again, making him gasp out loud in pleasure.
“I—I lo—” He cut himself off, his voice shaking and an expression of both fear and nervousness on his handsome face that strangely enough, she understood. She pressed both her palms flat on his chest, riding him faster and causing him to emit a low, breathless moan.
“Oh god…Please…”
“There’s nothing scary about admitting you love someone, Draco…It’s just like that rollercoaster…” She whispered, her face heavily infused with all sorts of emotions – pleasure, love, pain and exertion. He met her gaze steadily, his eyes glassy and glazed over and his face contorting into a restrained grimace as she began to move faster against him, causing him to gasp out her name.
“Let me show you…Please…” She whispered again, her familiar words ringing in Draco’s ears and he gave a low hiss before reaching up and pulling her face down for another kiss, his other hand continuing to hold her hips and forcing her to speed up her movements.
When they broke apart, she finally relented and began riding him at a furious speed, causing Draco to grunt in exertion before beginning to thrust upwards into her, both his hands going to grip her hips and shove their hips together in time with her movements.
After a few minutes of this, he seemed to have finally lost patience and shoved her backwards, flipping them over and hoisting her legs up onto his shoulders. With that, he thrust forcefully into her until she began screaming and convulsing in his arms, her nails digging deep into his back.
“JUST LET IT GO, DRACO!”
Those were the last words she had screamed before she finally arched backwards and came in his arms, her body shivering violently and her words dissolving into incoherent screaming. Hearing her crying out his name, he soon followed her and let himself explode inside her body, the words that he suddenly blurted out as he came ringing clearly in her ears.
“I love you… I LOVE YOU!”
*END OF DELETED SCENE*
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Thursday, March 5, 2009
Chapter 23: Jigsaw Puzzle (Deleted Scene)
*The Perfect Girl: Chapter 23 (Deleted Scene)*
“Please…Draco…”
Her voice had come out in a soft, feminine, pleading whisper that she didn’t recognize and he answered her by impatiently ripping her shirt right off, causing her to cringe again as she felt his steely eyes feasting on the black bra she wore underneath.
Blushing under his hot gaze, she shifted uncomfortably underneath him and struggled to free her pinned arms but his hand only seemed to tighten around them, his fingernails digging so deep into her flesh that it was painful. Finally, after a long moment, he brought his eyes up and he looked directly at her, the corners of his lips quirking into a self-satisfied smirk.
“Mine…”
The harsh possessiveness in his voice sent a shiver down her spine. As soon the single word had left his mouth, his other hand had reached behind her and easily unclasped her bra, yanking it off and hurling from the bed. Again, he leaned back and drank in her gorgeous body, his eyes darkening in lust and hunger before a wicked smirk crossed his lips.
Before she had any opportunity to be embarrassed, he had leaned down and took one pink nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking at it while his free hand went up to play with the other one. Jaimee closed her eyes and felt herself trembling at his ministrations, whimpering once more and struggling to free her arms but he held on tighter, refusing to let her go.
When her struggles became violent and her moans of pleasure had grown loud enough to satisfy him, he finally released her hands and immediately, they wrapped around him, yanking his face back up to meet her lips in another deep, sensual kiss.
As soon as they broke apart, she rolled them over so that she was straddling him and he looked up at her, watching with a heavy-lidded gaze as she hurriedly began unbuttoning his pants and tugging them off in growing impatience. He lifted his hips briefly, allowing her to yank the slacks off and toss them over the bed.
Before she could move on to remove his black boxers, Draco had flipped them over again and unbuttoned her jeans, yanking them off in one rough gesture and causing her to cry out softly in surprise. To his amusement, she was wearing a similar pair of black boxers underneath and he chuckled briefly at that, shaking his head in amusement.
Ignoring his laughter, Jaimee sat up and caught his lips in another kiss, welcoming his tongue as it thrust suggestively into her mouth. He followed this by pulling her up to straddle his lap and thrusting his hips upward to grind against hers.
At the wonderful friction, she shut her eyes and moaned softly, his bulging arousal thrusting up at the wetness she could already feel growing between her legs.
“Gods…I want you, Harry…I want to be inside you…” He hissed in a low, predatory growl, his eyes clouded darkly in desire as he licked her breasts again, making her gasp out in pleasure and clutch tightly at his strong shoulders.
His words immediately set off all the warning bells in her head and her heart jumped, suddenly realizing what was about to happen next.
Oh god…I’m going to be taken like a woman! She thought, her eyes snapping open in alarm. Feeling a brief twinge of fear at the sudden realization, she cringed and tried to move away from him.
Unfortunately, Draco failed to notice her fear and he pushed her down to lie on her back, his knee forcing her legs apart and using one hand to finally yank her boxers down, exposing the one part of her body that had changed her life forever.
Her heart now pounding painfully in her chest, she gasped and nervously tried to shove him away – terrified at the idea of having another male’s member entering her through a part of her anatomy that she had yet to understand.
She had absolutely no idea how sex felt like as a woman and frankly, she was terrified that it was going to hurt like hell. It didn’t help that from the looks of it, Draco’s member looked a size bigger than hers had been and she could only anticipate the pain it would bring once it actually entered her down there and broke through the virginity wall girls would often speak of.
“N—No, wait! Stop!” She protested, placing a hand on his chest and shakily trying to move away from him. Hearing the cracking in her voice, Draco finally stopped in concern, raising his eyebrows at her pale face and her trembling form.
Wrapping her arms self-consciously around her naked body, she swallowed nervously and turned away from his questioning gaze.
“I—I…I’ve never done this before.” She admitted, blushing several shades darker as his eyebrows rose up further in surprise and disbelief at her words.
“But…I thought—”
“As a woman, Draco! I’ve never done it this way before! I—I’ve…Never in my life did I ever imagine that I would be having sex as a woman.” She admitted in a soft whisper, wrapping her arms tighter around her shoulders in a self-protective gesture.
Finally understanding what she meant, he nodded and watched for a few minutes, allowing her to accustom herself to the idea of letting go of her manhood forever. As though they shared the same thoughts, she looked up at him and gave him a wry smile, shaking her head at herself.
“I guess…I’m a little scared. It’s more than just realizing that I lost my manhood…I suppose…I just realized that…By doing this…Allowing myself to be taken this way…I’m finally admitting to myself that I’m no longer a man…And that I am a woman…Does that many any sense?” Jaimee whispered, sighing as she finally looked up and offered him a weak smile.
“Yes. It does.”
When he couldn’t seem to find anything else to say to her, she sighed and lay back down on the bed, pulling the blankets over herself and staring up at the ceiling in silence. Still unsure of what to say, he lay down beside her instead, clasping her hand tightly in his and lifting the delicate fingers to his lips, giving each one a tender kiss.
“…None of that matters. You’ll always be ugly scarhead Potty to me…”
She felt her eyes stinging at the familiar quip and she blinked the oncoming tears away, trying to hide them by pretending to laugh at his words.
“Malfoy, you stupid arrogant git!”
Those were the last words she spoke before she launched herself at him and crashed their lips together, wrapping her hands around his neck and yanking him against her, her tongue initiating another battle with his. Sensing her rekindled lust, he rolled on top of her and impatiently nudged her legs apart with his knee again, using a single hand to stroke the wetness between her legs.
She seemed to stiffen at the incredibly intimate intrusion of his fingers in the sensitive area but as he found the small pleasure spot he was looking for, she began moaning softly and clinging to him, her legs wrapping around him and her fingernails digging into his back.
When he felt she was ready for him, he reached down and finally tugged his boxers off in one quick gesture. He barely gave her any time to react or to prepare herself as he cupped her rounded bottom and picked her up, pulling them both into a sitting position before shoving himself into her in one smooth, powerful thrust.
Jaimee’s eyes immediately clamped shut and she let out a loud scream of pain, pleasure and fear all at once, her nails digging and clawing helplessly against his back while her own back arched when she felt her hymen snapping at his rough entrance.
“Ugh…D—Draco!”
Draco, on the other hand, had frozen and had clenched his eyes shut; gritting his teeth in exertion as he fought to keep himself from pounding mindlessly into her overwhelming tightness. She was so tight, it was almost painful and he felt that the slightest movement from him, he would come right then and there.
The expression on her face when she had screamed didn’t help either and it was nearly enough to send him over the edge. His muscles tense with effort, he closed his eyes, choosing instead to contend himself with her heavy breathing and the loud, beautiful moans escaping her lips.
“You are so goddamn beautiful…” He managed in another low growl under his breath, adjusting their sitting position so that she was more comfortable before he leaned forward and began sucking at her breasts again, causing her eyes to clench shut once more in pleasure.
“Draco…Move…Please…” She whimpered and he allowed himself to pull nearly all the way out before entering her in another violent thrust, causing another throttled cry to escape her lips.
Instead of giving in to her request and continuing his efforts, he gave her a weak, playful smirk and leaned down to kiss her lips. At the impatient pleading in her eyes, he smirked wider and pressed himself deeper into her, quirking an eyebrow.
“You’re a woman now, Potter…” He teased gently, leaning down and sucking at another nipple, causing the girl to gasp and wrap her arms tighter around his strong shoulders, her fingernails digging deep into the soft skin.
More than anything, his words felt right.
She cried out again as he pressed deeper into her, filling her completely and joining their bodies together like the perfect jigsaw puzzle they were. She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of having him deep inside her, their bodies merged as one.
She was a woman. She doubted that there would ever be any other moment in her life that would make her realize that as much as she realized it now.
Beneath him…Under him…Joined to him completely.
There was no turning back now. No more denials. She was going to be taken like this by a man over and over again. She knew that now…There was simply no other way than this.
Looking up into his beautiful eyes, she paused for a long moment and held his gaze, openly admiring his handsome face and the way his cheeks were flushed with exertion. Seeing the heavy mixture of emotions in her eyes, he smiled weakly – his dimple showing and causing a bubble of happiness and contentment to burst within her.
I only hope it will always be this way…With Draco…Only Draco…Taken by him…Again and again…Just him…Only him…I love him… She closed her eyes as he leaned forward, placing soothing, reverent kisses on her face and trailing his lips down to kiss and suck gently at her neck.
I’m a woman now…I…Really am… She finally admitted, a single tear slipping from her eyes and rolling down her cheek. Seeing the realization in her eyes, Draco leaned forward and kissed the stray tear away, using his fingers to brush several strands of hair from her eyes.
“Shh…Nothing’s going to change, Harry…You are still the same wonderful person you always were…I promise you.” He whispered into her ear, pulling her tightly against him in a warm embrace, his arms tightening when he felt the strong beating of her heart. Sighing, she held onto him for a long moment in silence, closing her eyes and inhaling his wonderful scent.
Finally, she pulled back and looked directly into his eyes, her own green orbs pleading and her cheeks flushed with need.
“Please…Take me…”
At the repeated whimper, Draco couldn’t resist any longer.
Angling his hips in a specific angle, he let out another low growl before he began ramming himself into her with possessively brutal thrusts, causing the bed to bounce noisily at the tremendous force and successfully igniting violent shivers all over her body.
“Ugh… Gods! Draco!” She clenched her eyes in pain at his callous roughness but it was soon overwhelmed with pleasure and she tightened her legs around his waist, urging him to thrust harder.
“So…”
He thrust into her again, biting his lip as he felt her nails scraping harshly against his back.
“Goddamn…”
Again and again, he rammed himself hard into her, relishing the beautiful sounds and cries she was making that echoed around the silence of his room.
“Beautiful…”
He muffled her moans by pressing his lips against hers, opening his mouth and allowing hers entry as she desperately drowned herself in his taste.
After a couple more minutes of this, she shifted their position so that she was straddling his lap again and she placed her hands briefly on his shoulders for support before she began meeting his thrusts, shifting her hips up and down and penetrating herself against him.
Draco heard a low moan escaping his own lips and he squeezed her arse tightly – the strength in his grip bruising her skin – and began shoving her hips down against his in time with his thrusts. She heard him whisper her name and she responded by smashing their lips together, threading her fingers through his hair and pulling his face closer to hers.
When she wrapped her arms tighter around him, he finally pushed her back down to lie on her back and kissed her deeper, one of his hands going to fondle her breasts. He felt a bead of sweat trickling down the side of his face as he began to thrust deeper and faster into her, pounding himself relentlessly into that delicious heat.
“Mine…” He whispered again, watching with heavily narrowed eyes as hers fluttered open and she stared at him, her emerald green orbs heavily darkened with lust and her lips half-open in a silent scream that was threatening to erupt.
He paused briefly to adjust their position, unwrapping her legs from his waist and hoisting them up against his shoulders so he could penetrate her deeper. Another growl escaped his lips as he pulled himself all the way out of her before entering her again in another rough plunge.
Closing his eyes, he relished the sound of the scream that erupted from her at his onslaught, her voice echoing throughout his room and at that, Draco suddenly found himself hoping the walls around his dormitory were sound proof. Again, he muffled her scream by leaning down and covering her mouth with his, one hand moving to lovingly caress her face.
“Draco…”
He looked directly at her and watched as – despite the obvious mixture of pain and pleasure on her face – she managed a weak, beautiful smile at him. She reached up to gently brush away the lock of sweaty blond hair that had fallen into his eyes before cupping his cheek, leaning forward to place a sweet kiss on his lips.
Smiling, he returned her kiss with equal fervor, his hands going to clasp around hers before he pinned them above her head, intertwining their fingers together and squeezing tightly as he shut his eyes and continued to pummel into her, his thrusts gaining speed and vigor.
Squeezing her fingers firmly in exertion, he shut his eyes tighter and buried his face against her neck as he finally summoned the last of his energy and began ramming himself furiously into her body over and over and over again, his muscles tensing when she began screaming his name.
“DRACO!”
***
He felt her contract around him just before she came – her head arching back and an excruciating scream of pleasure erupting from her lips. Her eyes had rolled backwards and her entire form convulsed in his arms, shivering violently against him but he continued to thrust, his face red with his own barely-contained release.
“I love you, Draco…”
Hearing the wonderful, softly whispered words, his eyes finally snapped wide open and he stared at her beautifully flushed face, his chest aching with overwhelming joy and happiness. She smiled back weakly at him, both of her hands going to cup his face and pull him down to meet her kiss but he was trembling with emotions, a painful lump in his throat.
“H—Harry…”
Even his voice was trembling and he swallowed nervously, shutting his eyes to hide the glistening in the silver orbs.
I love you too.
He wanted to throw himself down from the Astronomy tower in happiness, his heart bursting with a sense of foolish love and giddiness that he just couldn’t explain. He wanted to take her into his arms and keep her there for as long as he could, never wanting to leave her side or have her separate from him again.
She loved him. Not his looks…Not his money…Not his titles. Just…him. Every inch of him.
She loved him.
He felt another stirring of emotions erupting from his chest and he easily quelled them down, taking a shaky breath as his hips suddenly began slowing down into soft, gentle thrusts. Closing his eyes, he failed to see the disappointed tears that seemed to be gathering in her eyes. She looked up at his face, desperately urging him to return the words he just couldn’t seem to say. When the words didn’t come, she bit her lip and turned her face away to hide the sadness in her eyes.
Draco leaned down and pressed his forehead against hers, his eyes still clenched tightly and his face still flushed with exhaustion. Giving one last deep thrust, he stiffened for a split second before he finally let himself go, a barely muffled moan of release escaping his lips.
In spite of herself, Jaimee wrapped her arms around his trembling form as he shuddered violently, spilling himself into her beautiful, willing body. Thrusting in a few more times to empty every last drop of himself inside her, he finally collapsed on top of her, wrapping his arms tightly around her slender form.
They stayed in that position for a long moment as Draco fought to catch his breath, his breathing erratic and his skin damp with sweat. Afraid that his weight was crushing her, he shifted their position so that she rested on top of him, their bodies still intimately joined together.
As they both breathed evenly in silence, Jaimee felt her own body’s exhaustion beginning to take its weight on her and her eyes began to feel heavy, a yawn escaping her lips. From under her, Draco heard this and chuckled softly before reaching up and stroking her hair.
He placed a brief affectionate kiss on the top of her head before pulling a soft, silk green blanket over both their cooling bodies, using the same gesture to run his hands up and down the smooth skin of her back.
The last thing she saw before her eyes had closed was Draco reaching over to turn off the light and plunging them into a comforting darkness before she finally allowed herself to fall into a deep, dreamless sleep, snuggling herself under the blankets against his bare chest.
*END OF DELETED SCENE*
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“Please…Draco…”
Her voice had come out in a soft, feminine, pleading whisper that she didn’t recognize and he answered her by impatiently ripping her shirt right off, causing her to cringe again as she felt his steely eyes feasting on the black bra she wore underneath.
Blushing under his hot gaze, she shifted uncomfortably underneath him and struggled to free her pinned arms but his hand only seemed to tighten around them, his fingernails digging so deep into her flesh that it was painful. Finally, after a long moment, he brought his eyes up and he looked directly at her, the corners of his lips quirking into a self-satisfied smirk.
“Mine…”
The harsh possessiveness in his voice sent a shiver down her spine. As soon the single word had left his mouth, his other hand had reached behind her and easily unclasped her bra, yanking it off and hurling from the bed. Again, he leaned back and drank in her gorgeous body, his eyes darkening in lust and hunger before a wicked smirk crossed his lips.
Before she had any opportunity to be embarrassed, he had leaned down and took one pink nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking at it while his free hand went up to play with the other one. Jaimee closed her eyes and felt herself trembling at his ministrations, whimpering once more and struggling to free her arms but he held on tighter, refusing to let her go.
When her struggles became violent and her moans of pleasure had grown loud enough to satisfy him, he finally released her hands and immediately, they wrapped around him, yanking his face back up to meet her lips in another deep, sensual kiss.
As soon as they broke apart, she rolled them over so that she was straddling him and he looked up at her, watching with a heavy-lidded gaze as she hurriedly began unbuttoning his pants and tugging them off in growing impatience. He lifted his hips briefly, allowing her to yank the slacks off and toss them over the bed.
Before she could move on to remove his black boxers, Draco had flipped them over again and unbuttoned her jeans, yanking them off in one rough gesture and causing her to cry out softly in surprise. To his amusement, she was wearing a similar pair of black boxers underneath and he chuckled briefly at that, shaking his head in amusement.
Ignoring his laughter, Jaimee sat up and caught his lips in another kiss, welcoming his tongue as it thrust suggestively into her mouth. He followed this by pulling her up to straddle his lap and thrusting his hips upward to grind against hers.
At the wonderful friction, she shut her eyes and moaned softly, his bulging arousal thrusting up at the wetness she could already feel growing between her legs.
“Gods…I want you, Harry…I want to be inside you…” He hissed in a low, predatory growl, his eyes clouded darkly in desire as he licked her breasts again, making her gasp out in pleasure and clutch tightly at his strong shoulders.
His words immediately set off all the warning bells in her head and her heart jumped, suddenly realizing what was about to happen next.
Oh god…I’m going to be taken like a woman! She thought, her eyes snapping open in alarm. Feeling a brief twinge of fear at the sudden realization, she cringed and tried to move away from him.
Unfortunately, Draco failed to notice her fear and he pushed her down to lie on her back, his knee forcing her legs apart and using one hand to finally yank her boxers down, exposing the one part of her body that had changed her life forever.
Her heart now pounding painfully in her chest, she gasped and nervously tried to shove him away – terrified at the idea of having another male’s member entering her through a part of her anatomy that she had yet to understand.
She had absolutely no idea how sex felt like as a woman and frankly, she was terrified that it was going to hurt like hell. It didn’t help that from the looks of it, Draco’s member looked a size bigger than hers had been and she could only anticipate the pain it would bring once it actually entered her down there and broke through the virginity wall girls would often speak of.
“N—No, wait! Stop!” She protested, placing a hand on his chest and shakily trying to move away from him. Hearing the cracking in her voice, Draco finally stopped in concern, raising his eyebrows at her pale face and her trembling form.
Wrapping her arms self-consciously around her naked body, she swallowed nervously and turned away from his questioning gaze.
“I—I…I’ve never done this before.” She admitted, blushing several shades darker as his eyebrows rose up further in surprise and disbelief at her words.
“But…I thought—”
“As a woman, Draco! I’ve never done it this way before! I—I’ve…Never in my life did I ever imagine that I would be having sex as a woman.” She admitted in a soft whisper, wrapping her arms tighter around her shoulders in a self-protective gesture.
Finally understanding what she meant, he nodded and watched for a few minutes, allowing her to accustom herself to the idea of letting go of her manhood forever. As though they shared the same thoughts, she looked up at him and gave him a wry smile, shaking her head at herself.
“I guess…I’m a little scared. It’s more than just realizing that I lost my manhood…I suppose…I just realized that…By doing this…Allowing myself to be taken this way…I’m finally admitting to myself that I’m no longer a man…And that I am a woman…Does that many any sense?” Jaimee whispered, sighing as she finally looked up and offered him a weak smile.
“Yes. It does.”
When he couldn’t seem to find anything else to say to her, she sighed and lay back down on the bed, pulling the blankets over herself and staring up at the ceiling in silence. Still unsure of what to say, he lay down beside her instead, clasping her hand tightly in his and lifting the delicate fingers to his lips, giving each one a tender kiss.
“…None of that matters. You’ll always be ugly scarhead Potty to me…”
She felt her eyes stinging at the familiar quip and she blinked the oncoming tears away, trying to hide them by pretending to laugh at his words.
“Malfoy, you stupid arrogant git!”
Those were the last words she spoke before she launched herself at him and crashed their lips together, wrapping her hands around his neck and yanking him against her, her tongue initiating another battle with his. Sensing her rekindled lust, he rolled on top of her and impatiently nudged her legs apart with his knee again, using a single hand to stroke the wetness between her legs.
She seemed to stiffen at the incredibly intimate intrusion of his fingers in the sensitive area but as he found the small pleasure spot he was looking for, she began moaning softly and clinging to him, her legs wrapping around him and her fingernails digging into his back.
When he felt she was ready for him, he reached down and finally tugged his boxers off in one quick gesture. He barely gave her any time to react or to prepare herself as he cupped her rounded bottom and picked her up, pulling them both into a sitting position before shoving himself into her in one smooth, powerful thrust.
Jaimee’s eyes immediately clamped shut and she let out a loud scream of pain, pleasure and fear all at once, her nails digging and clawing helplessly against his back while her own back arched when she felt her hymen snapping at his rough entrance.
“Ugh…D—Draco!”
Draco, on the other hand, had frozen and had clenched his eyes shut; gritting his teeth in exertion as he fought to keep himself from pounding mindlessly into her overwhelming tightness. She was so tight, it was almost painful and he felt that the slightest movement from him, he would come right then and there.
The expression on her face when she had screamed didn’t help either and it was nearly enough to send him over the edge. His muscles tense with effort, he closed his eyes, choosing instead to contend himself with her heavy breathing and the loud, beautiful moans escaping her lips.
“You are so goddamn beautiful…” He managed in another low growl under his breath, adjusting their sitting position so that she was more comfortable before he leaned forward and began sucking at her breasts again, causing her eyes to clench shut once more in pleasure.
“Draco…Move…Please…” She whimpered and he allowed himself to pull nearly all the way out before entering her in another violent thrust, causing another throttled cry to escape her lips.
Instead of giving in to her request and continuing his efforts, he gave her a weak, playful smirk and leaned down to kiss her lips. At the impatient pleading in her eyes, he smirked wider and pressed himself deeper into her, quirking an eyebrow.
“You’re a woman now, Potter…” He teased gently, leaning down and sucking at another nipple, causing the girl to gasp and wrap her arms tighter around his strong shoulders, her fingernails digging deep into the soft skin.
More than anything, his words felt right.
She cried out again as he pressed deeper into her, filling her completely and joining their bodies together like the perfect jigsaw puzzle they were. She closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of having him deep inside her, their bodies merged as one.
She was a woman. She doubted that there would ever be any other moment in her life that would make her realize that as much as she realized it now.
Beneath him…Under him…Joined to him completely.
There was no turning back now. No more denials. She was going to be taken like this by a man over and over again. She knew that now…There was simply no other way than this.
Looking up into his beautiful eyes, she paused for a long moment and held his gaze, openly admiring his handsome face and the way his cheeks were flushed with exertion. Seeing the heavy mixture of emotions in her eyes, he smiled weakly – his dimple showing and causing a bubble of happiness and contentment to burst within her.
I only hope it will always be this way…With Draco…Only Draco…Taken by him…Again and again…Just him…Only him…I love him… She closed her eyes as he leaned forward, placing soothing, reverent kisses on her face and trailing his lips down to kiss and suck gently at her neck.
I’m a woman now…I…Really am… She finally admitted, a single tear slipping from her eyes and rolling down her cheek. Seeing the realization in her eyes, Draco leaned forward and kissed the stray tear away, using his fingers to brush several strands of hair from her eyes.
“Shh…Nothing’s going to change, Harry…You are still the same wonderful person you always were…I promise you.” He whispered into her ear, pulling her tightly against him in a warm embrace, his arms tightening when he felt the strong beating of her heart. Sighing, she held onto him for a long moment in silence, closing her eyes and inhaling his wonderful scent.
Finally, she pulled back and looked directly into his eyes, her own green orbs pleading and her cheeks flushed with need.
“Please…Take me…”
At the repeated whimper, Draco couldn’t resist any longer.
Angling his hips in a specific angle, he let out another low growl before he began ramming himself into her with possessively brutal thrusts, causing the bed to bounce noisily at the tremendous force and successfully igniting violent shivers all over her body.
“Ugh… Gods! Draco!” She clenched her eyes in pain at his callous roughness but it was soon overwhelmed with pleasure and she tightened her legs around his waist, urging him to thrust harder.
“So…”
He thrust into her again, biting his lip as he felt her nails scraping harshly against his back.
“Goddamn…”
Again and again, he rammed himself hard into her, relishing the beautiful sounds and cries she was making that echoed around the silence of his room.
“Beautiful…”
He muffled her moans by pressing his lips against hers, opening his mouth and allowing hers entry as she desperately drowned herself in his taste.
After a couple more minutes of this, she shifted their position so that she was straddling his lap again and she placed her hands briefly on his shoulders for support before she began meeting his thrusts, shifting her hips up and down and penetrating herself against him.
Draco heard a low moan escaping his own lips and he squeezed her arse tightly – the strength in his grip bruising her skin – and began shoving her hips down against his in time with his thrusts. She heard him whisper her name and she responded by smashing their lips together, threading her fingers through his hair and pulling his face closer to hers.
When she wrapped her arms tighter around him, he finally pushed her back down to lie on her back and kissed her deeper, one of his hands going to fondle her breasts. He felt a bead of sweat trickling down the side of his face as he began to thrust deeper and faster into her, pounding himself relentlessly into that delicious heat.
“Mine…” He whispered again, watching with heavily narrowed eyes as hers fluttered open and she stared at him, her emerald green orbs heavily darkened with lust and her lips half-open in a silent scream that was threatening to erupt.
He paused briefly to adjust their position, unwrapping her legs from his waist and hoisting them up against his shoulders so he could penetrate her deeper. Another growl escaped his lips as he pulled himself all the way out of her before entering her again in another rough plunge.
Closing his eyes, he relished the sound of the scream that erupted from her at his onslaught, her voice echoing throughout his room and at that, Draco suddenly found himself hoping the walls around his dormitory were sound proof. Again, he muffled her scream by leaning down and covering her mouth with his, one hand moving to lovingly caress her face.
“Draco…”
He looked directly at her and watched as – despite the obvious mixture of pain and pleasure on her face – she managed a weak, beautiful smile at him. She reached up to gently brush away the lock of sweaty blond hair that had fallen into his eyes before cupping his cheek, leaning forward to place a sweet kiss on his lips.
Smiling, he returned her kiss with equal fervor, his hands going to clasp around hers before he pinned them above her head, intertwining their fingers together and squeezing tightly as he shut his eyes and continued to pummel into her, his thrusts gaining speed and vigor.
Squeezing her fingers firmly in exertion, he shut his eyes tighter and buried his face against her neck as he finally summoned the last of his energy and began ramming himself furiously into her body over and over and over again, his muscles tensing when she began screaming his name.
“DRACO!”
***
He felt her contract around him just before she came – her head arching back and an excruciating scream of pleasure erupting from her lips. Her eyes had rolled backwards and her entire form convulsed in his arms, shivering violently against him but he continued to thrust, his face red with his own barely-contained release.
“I love you, Draco…”
Hearing the wonderful, softly whispered words, his eyes finally snapped wide open and he stared at her beautifully flushed face, his chest aching with overwhelming joy and happiness. She smiled back weakly at him, both of her hands going to cup his face and pull him down to meet her kiss but he was trembling with emotions, a painful lump in his throat.
“H—Harry…”
Even his voice was trembling and he swallowed nervously, shutting his eyes to hide the glistening in the silver orbs.
I love you too.
He wanted to throw himself down from the Astronomy tower in happiness, his heart bursting with a sense of foolish love and giddiness that he just couldn’t explain. He wanted to take her into his arms and keep her there for as long as he could, never wanting to leave her side or have her separate from him again.
She loved him. Not his looks…Not his money…Not his titles. Just…him. Every inch of him.
She loved him.
He felt another stirring of emotions erupting from his chest and he easily quelled them down, taking a shaky breath as his hips suddenly began slowing down into soft, gentle thrusts. Closing his eyes, he failed to see the disappointed tears that seemed to be gathering in her eyes. She looked up at his face, desperately urging him to return the words he just couldn’t seem to say. When the words didn’t come, she bit her lip and turned her face away to hide the sadness in her eyes.
Draco leaned down and pressed his forehead against hers, his eyes still clenched tightly and his face still flushed with exhaustion. Giving one last deep thrust, he stiffened for a split second before he finally let himself go, a barely muffled moan of release escaping his lips.
In spite of herself, Jaimee wrapped her arms around his trembling form as he shuddered violently, spilling himself into her beautiful, willing body. Thrusting in a few more times to empty every last drop of himself inside her, he finally collapsed on top of her, wrapping his arms tightly around her slender form.
They stayed in that position for a long moment as Draco fought to catch his breath, his breathing erratic and his skin damp with sweat. Afraid that his weight was crushing her, he shifted their position so that she rested on top of him, their bodies still intimately joined together.
As they both breathed evenly in silence, Jaimee felt her own body’s exhaustion beginning to take its weight on her and her eyes began to feel heavy, a yawn escaping her lips. From under her, Draco heard this and chuckled softly before reaching up and stroking her hair.
He placed a brief affectionate kiss on the top of her head before pulling a soft, silk green blanket over both their cooling bodies, using the same gesture to run his hands up and down the smooth skin of her back.
The last thing she saw before her eyes had closed was Draco reaching over to turn off the light and plunging them into a comforting darkness before she finally allowed herself to fall into a deep, dreamless sleep, snuggling herself under the blankets against his bare chest.
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Deleted Scenes
Hey everyone! Since FF.Net has a tendency to delete stories that go beyond the M rating, I thought it best to use this blogsite to post all of TPG's deleted scenes. ^_~
The next couple of chapters will be containing a handful of those scenes too so I will be posting them all here for your viewing pleasure. *smirk* Of course, as always, you'll have to drop in your review or comment whenever you read one alright? It'll help me learn from your input as to how I can improve the story for you guys! ^_~
Anyway, cheers and hope you all check this blog regularly! Once in awhile, I might decide to write short snippets about Byron and some of the other Malfoy cousins when I have the time. ^_~
See you all on FF.Net! :)
The next couple of chapters will be containing a handful of those scenes too so I will be posting them all here for your viewing pleasure. *smirk* Of course, as always, you'll have to drop in your review or comment whenever you read one alright? It'll help me learn from your input as to how I can improve the story for you guys! ^_~
Anyway, cheers and hope you all check this blog regularly! Once in awhile, I might decide to write short snippets about Byron and some of the other Malfoy cousins when I have the time. ^_~
See you all on FF.Net! :)
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