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Draco pulled his hands back as she leaned down to kiss him again, wrapping his arms around her and letting his fingers curl around her hair. He knew that this wasn't necessarily a comfortable situation for her and let her set whatever pace she wanted. He let out a groan as her lips met his when the soft skin of her belly brush against him, something new for both of them. Though he had been enjoying the view and re-familiarising himself with her body there was no rush, no frantic little voice in the back of his head like there had been before. Though now there was a panicked voice wondering what Leo would do to him because regardless of what he had said Draco was pretty certain the man didn't want anyone touching his daughter anyway.

Pansy calmed down as he kissed her, falling back into the familiar comfort of his arms and his kiss. Her nerves eased and she relaxed into his body, their skin pressed together warmly as they kissed. She slid down a little, kissing his jaw, his neck, biting his collar bone as she passed it. Pansy kissed his chest, and carefully moved her hands down his sides. She glanced up at him for a second, looking at his gentle expression and the way he was looking at her. She flicked her eyes down to his chest again, continuing her hands down his sides and pausing at his hips for a moment. Slowly, her fingertips traveled down to grasp the tops of his boxers again, pushing them away as she kissed across his chest. They were down to his knees now, and she could feel him pressing against her stomach as she slipped down his body, her lips grazing across his ribs and down to his abs. Her hands slid up his body again, fingers spreading out and stroking over his chest.

All of Draco's thoughts flew far far away from Leo and his threats of death when she moved her kisses down and down and even further down. His eyes followed her and when she shoved the boxers down even further he blinked a few times, having a hard time beieving this was real and that he wasn't going to wake up any second now. His hands had been moving as she did and one of them was stroking the back of her head, occasionally brushing her cheek when she pulled up to look at him.

Pansy took the way he stroked her hair as encouragement to continue. She glanced up again, her eyes locked on his as she pulled her lips slowly from his stomach. She moved one of her hands down, slowing as she neared his hips, and slipping along even slower as her thumb brushed over the base of his cock, her breath hitching right along with his as she took herself by surprise. She lifted her body off his a little, which allowed him to spring up from where his boxers and then her stomach had been keeping him trapped. She whispered to him quietly. "You know I can't give you everything, but I want to try to show you how much I love you, Draco." Her fingertips gently ran along his length, and she pressed her lips against his stomach again, figuring she may as well continue before her brain revolted and nervousness took her over again. Her hair brushed over his thighs as she slipped down lower and lower, her warm breath over his skin as she paused just above her lips destination.

Draco gasped when she spoke but didn't say anything in return, not sure what was appropriate in this situation and not sure his voice was entirely working either. His hand was still stroking her hair gently, not pushing her but wanting to somehow comfort or encourage her. As her lips moved further down his breathing became more unsteady and his fingers tightened around both the blankets and her hair before relaxing and tightening again. It had never been like this before, he had never felt this way with any other girl. The emotions between them and the fact that he knew this was something special she was giving him made it that much more arousing and that much harder for him to control himself.

Pansy briefly wondered if anyone else had done this for him. She certainly wasn't his first girlfriend, and it only seemed logical that he'd been in this situation before. Had Astoria done this too? Pansy found that she didn't care. Astoria hadn't had the Mafoy family ring on her finger when she did it. Maybe Astoria was better at it, but that was because she was a floosy. It's the thought that counts, not the level of skill, or at least Pansy hoped so. Nervously, she slipped down further and ran her tongue along the underside from the base up, before pressing her lips lightly to the tip. Flicking her eyes up toward his face, she opened her mouth and sucked him inside slowly, trying to remember what those ridiculous books Scorpius had given her said, to remember anything she had heard anyone say about doing this. Her thin fingers closed around him and she stroked him slowly at first, but then remembered that she didn't have to be terribly gentle, and gathered up some confidence as she changed her hand's movements and lips to whatever he seemed to like most.

Draco wasn't thinking about anyone else in that moment, just how incredible his fiancee was and how much this act meant to both of them. She really was right in thinking that feelings counted so much more. His eyes were locked on hers as she began, letting out a groan as she kissed the tip but when she tightened her fingers and started moving more forcefully his head dropped back, eyes closing. He didn't know how long he would last like this, with her soft lips moving over him and her fingers tight around his cock. He could feel the metal of her ring and it added an extra sensation that was driving him wild.

Pansy stroked him and swirled her tongue about the tip, swallowing him in as deeply as she could manage. She watched his reactions, using them to decide how to make it better, doing more of what made him roll his head back and groan, repeating things that made his hand tighten in her hair so much she thought he'd pull it out. She let the hand that wasn't wrapped around his cock slide up his stomach over his abs, across his chest and nipples as she looked up at him, doing all she could think of to make him reach his peak. She pumped her hand harder, faster, and kept the rhythm of her mouth along with it, changing between closing her lips around him or running her tongue along his length. Watching him tense and shake like he was, she knew it wouldn't be much longer before he was finished off.

Draco couldn't control his body anymore, a mixture of groans and mutterings of her name were slipping from his lips as he did his best to keep his voice down. The last thing they wanted was any attention on their room right now. With a series of short gasps, tugs on her hair and repetitions of her name he came. Right before he did his hips bucked up giving her a second of warning. As he came down from his high his hips dropped down onto the bed and his hand relaxed, caressing her hair again as he tried to catch his breath.

Pansy couldn't help grinning as he said her name over and over. It sounded like the most wonderful thing to hear him saying her name like that. She couldn't explain it. Even as his hips bucked and warned her of what was coming, she kept her mouth closed around him. She figured it would be better to deal with it all in her mouth than to have to worry that it might get on her face or in her hair, and then have to get it washed off before it left a mess on her. She pulled away from him gently and swallowed slowly, thinking it sort of odd but not entirely unpleasant, even if it did leave her mouth feeling strangely sticky afterward. She crawled back up to him with a smile, looking at him and running a hand over his cheek and hair as he caught his breath.

Draco felt her moving up and opened his eyes, rolling slightly and pressing kisses to the first place his lips met which happened to be the side of her head. When he caught his breath he wrapped an arm around her waist, stroking up and down. He rested his head against hers and spoke in a low voice, "I love you Pansy, I love you so much." He hoped she understood that this wasn't just prompted by the excellent blow job, just the emotions of the whole day.

Pansy smiled softly and scooted close to him, closing her eyes as he rested their heads together. She turned onto her side and faced him, curling her arms somewhat over her chest as she slid closer to him, their stomachs resting together as his hand ran over her waist. She peeked open her eyes, a certain level of nervousness in them. "Was it okay?" It felt like a silly question, but she wanted to know. She wanted to know how it was and how she could make it better next time, because they were going to be married, and she had a lifetime to master things like this for him.

Draco opened his eyes and looked at her, his free hand running down her back, "It was incredible. Thank you." Leaning down he pressed his lips against hers, his hand around her waist moving to brush over the silky lace of her panties and along the back of her thigh. As they continued to kiss the wandering fingers moved back up again, first stroking over the fabric then slipping underneath the waistband and sliding along the pale skin under it. He wanted to help her feel the way he just had but he wasn't sure yet what exactly was allowed. They had already made a huge leap in their physical relationship today and he didn't want her to freak out or regret it if he pushed.

Pansy sighed and felt extremely relieved at his answer. She had been so worried, and for nothing. Of course he would appreciate anything like that she would do for him. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his warm hand over her skin, though she was only slightly surprised when his fingers slipped beneath the fabric on their second pass instead of simply gliding over it. She didn't stop him though. She had actually forgotten she even still had them on, and found that she didn't mind if he wished to remove them. After all, it would only make things fair and even, considering his current state of post-climax blissful nakedness. She glanced up at him and offered him a little smile, moving her hand up to the back of his neck and playing with his hair a little, letting him continue as he liked. "Go on," she whispered.

They are all about fair and even today. Smiling, Draco hooked a finger into the waistband and slowly slid it down, sliding his hand around to get the other side and nudging her to pick up her hip so he could pull them off. When she moved he got them far enough down to reach up with his foot and kick them down and off. As he moved back up he stroked up the back of her leg and over the curve of her ass. Still smiling he leaned into her and kissed her, bringing comfort into what was still a new and potentially uncomfortable situation for her.

Pansy couldn't help but laugh a little as he quickly used his foot to push them the rest of the way off, once his hands couldn't reach any more. It was a bit humorous if you thought about it. She was glad when he kissed her, glad he knew that it calmed her and helped her stay relaxed in situations like this. She wanted to, and just needed a little comfort and reassurance from him, just like that. She loosened up a moment later and bit at his lip, letting him know she was alright for whatever else he had in mind for their afternoon in bed.

Draco felt her bite his lip and knew what it meant. He deepened the kiss again and continued stroking her, moving his hand more towards the front of her hip to gentle push her backwards. When she was lying on her back he moved and lay next to her, lips still connected. His hands roamed over her body, avoiding the most recently uncovered skin as he made sure she was comfortable. Slowly he pulled back from the kiss and smiled at her, stroking her cheek and kissing it before moving his hand down to stroke her breasts and letting his lips follow. After glancing up at her to confirm he smiled against her skin and kissed his way to her nipple, fingers reaching out to stroke the other one as his lips brushed the nub. With slow deliberate movements he opened his lips and surrounded her nipple, tongue brushing against it as his eyes flicked up to gauge her reaction.

Pansy rolled onto her back at Draco's urging, keeping her eyes closed and focus on the kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck but had to let go as he moved to lay beside her and began to move down her neck. She rested her hands up on her pillow by her head, fingers playing with her hair as his lips moved over her skin. She gasped softly as his fingers and mouth reached her nipples, a little noise escaping her throat as he parted his lips and took her into his mouth, the warm wetness of his tongue creating new sensations for her. She ran a hand down his back along his spine, moving back up toward his neck once she reached the low dip in his back.

Draco heard her noise of pleasure and took it as encouragement. Slowly he moved his fingers and lips in conjunction, pulling on her with fingers and lips. He listened to the low sounds she was making and kep looking up to make sure she was enjoying this. As she became ore comfortable he slid his free hand down, brushing over the side of her hip and along her thigh, fingers creeping inside. Part of him wanted to pull bac and just sit and stare at her, taking in the beauty of her lying there. Gently his fingers pulled slightly on her, encouraging her to open herself slightly. He was enjoying this as much as she was, loving seeing her reactions and knowing that this was something new to her that she hadn't shared with anyone else.

Well this wasn't completely new, considering their night in the Room of Requirement with his hand in her panties. However, things of this sort had never been done with anyone else, and she knew she would only have ever been able to trust Draco with it. Her mind was whirling, lost in the sensations cause by his fingers and tongue and then she was also aware of his other hand sliding down her body. As prompted, she moved her leg a little to the side, and then a bit more. She found that she was aching for his touch by now, and she spread her legs more without really thinking about it. Her body remembered his touch and was now craving his skilled fingertips on her. She groaned in slight frustration, her hips shifting and leg moving more out of the way, exposing herself to him in a more complete way than ever before. 

However that night she had still had panties on, very different this time. As her leg moved out to the side he caressed his way up along her inner thigh until he reached her center. Brushing his finger over her lower lips, feeling the starts of wetness. His lips and fingers of one hand were still playing with her breasts, tweaking and twirling to pull sounds of pleasure from her. Pulling back for a second he looked down, tracing his eyes along his arm to where his fingers were sliding over her. He watched as his finger dipped down, sliding into her fractionally before pulling back out again and stroking up to brush over her clit.

Pansy shivered as his fingers ran up the inside of her leg, and finally rested over where she knew they had been heading all along. She was quiet at first as his finger skimmed along, though her eyes did widen as he pressed inside, even the tiniest bit. But when his finger moved up, it slipped over something that sent a wave of feeling through her whole body and she made a little squeak of surprise. Her legs had moved back in because of the mentally shock of it, but she spread them again, encouraging him to do that again. 

Draco looked up when she squeaked and moved his body up the bed a little so their heads were level, resting on the pillows. His finger slid down to stroke her entrance again, his thumb moving in to leave light brushes along her clit, feeling her body respond every time they touched. His other hand moved away from her breasts to reach up and turn her face to him so he could see her eyes. Her pupils were dilated and he could see her responsiveness shining in them. Moving slightly he wrapped one of his legs over her leg closest to him, moving it slightly more to open her.

Pansy didn't take her eyes off his face once he had moved up to eye level with her. Her eyes locked onto his, and she moved her hand to rest on his cheek, her fingertips fiddling with the ends of his hair as little soft gasps and sighs slipped from her lips. She let him move her leg, and moved the other a bit as well to match it, and found herself pleased with the small change that it had created in letting his fingers better explore and move about. "Oh, Draco," she muttered, possibly not even realizing she had done it. She blinked quickly, as if she didn't want even her own eyelids to stop her from looking at him for longer than a millisecond.

Gently stroking her cheek, he smiled at her, matching her gaze with his own. Slowly he slid a finger deeper into her as his thumb kept working that little bundle of nerves. He felt her walls adjusting to his penetration and gave her a moment to settle before pulling it part way out and slowly starting to pump. Her eyelids flickered again but reopened as they kept their gazes locked on each other. Building up a rhythm he increased the pressure on her clit as she started to make more little noises of pleasure.