48. Done For

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A/N Oh shit, are you ready? 😏

Draco's POV

Our bodies were completely pressed together, I could feel her warm breath on my lips and I was weak enough to look at her mouth.

I was so fucking furious with her. For being here at the ball, for being meters away from the conversation I just had, for trying to get involved in this manic mess. I didn't really understand why I was so mad, I shouldn't care so much but I did.

Before I could process the fact that I was pressed up against Aster in the middle of an upstairs hallway while a ball was going on downstairs, I felt her lips brush against mine. She arched her back and squirmed slightly as I tensed the moment our lips touched.

My thigh was dangerously close to her center, I had subconsciously slotted myself into her body, my body was obviously desperate to be as close to her as possible. With the maddening emotions she was making me feel, I now had a strong mix of need on top of it. Fuck she made me feel too much.

She did it again, brushing her lips against mine as I pressed my knee closer to her center.

I lost control.

I crashed my lips onto hers and her mouth easily opened up for me, her tongue was the one that teased mine, and I slid my hand up to her jaw so I could grasp it, deepening the kiss urgently.

The heated adrenaline was now rushing through my veins and was blindingly suffocating, the tension around us had simply snapped, after four long weeks my body needed hers and obviously she was feeling the same.

It didn't help that she looked so fucking sexy in that black dress of hers. Her breasts heaved nicely against the scalloped top of her dress, the large slit in her dress also made my mind race with memories of her long legs spread wide in my bed.

Her fingers were now threaded in the back of my hair and she pulled tightly, making an involuntary moan escape my throat. It only spurred her on and she kissed me harder, claiming my mouth. My skin was burning hot and the intensity of the kiss was taking my breath away.

She pulled away to nip at my bottom lip, running her tongue over it before she decided to bite even harder. The distressed action made the skin break.

Fuck.

I lost my mind. I slid my hand under the slit in her dress and made my way to her ass, groping it desperately. I brought her hips closer to my thigh and pressed it just where I'd been dying to touch her. Her moan was soft as she kissed me again, grinding her hips on my thigh. I could taste the blood from my cut lip and the metallic taste made my attention slightly waver.

"We can't do this here" I admitted in between slow kisses.

She moaned as I made my way to her neck, leaving wet soft kisses in my path.

"Where's your room?" she whispered.

I stilled. Her hips stopped grinding on my thigh and I could feel her also tense underneath my body.

I looked up at her, pulling my body slightly away.

"I need to get back to the ballroom," I said wearily. Her eyes were wide and her pupils were so dark and blown. She had clearly enjoyed this moment.

She blinked heavily a few times before pulling her hips away from me. She looked down at her dress and smoothed it down. I could see her legs shake. She needed me right now and I so wanted to give it to her.

I pushed my hands off the wall and stepped backwards, enjoying the little show she was giving me as she pulled her dress right and fixed her bra straps that had fallen down.

"I should go back too" she murmured, still avoiding my gaze.

"You can't go back. Did anyone see you before?" I asked her sharply.

This time she looked up at me confused.

"The others...if they see you here...I can't let you do this. Forget about helping Marcus, I'll take care of that. Just don't do this Ast" I couldn't help but ramble and beg, she needed to stay out of it.

She opened her mouth wide but closed it quickly, as if her thoughts were too jumbled to make sense.

"Please...for me" I stepped closer to her this time, and carefully placed my hands on her cheeks. I cupped her jaw and made her look up at me.

"My dad.." she whispered.

I knew she was scared for her father, she was much more thoughtful than me. I couldn't care less about my father. Aster, on the other hand, she needed to help him, I wasn't sure whether she could physically step away from it all, even for me. I didn't have a choice but she did.

I didn't know how she truly felt about me or whether my words had any weight in her decisions, but I had to try. She wasn't fit for this role, for this side of the war. She was a Slytherin yes but did she have any darkness in her? No. All I could see was pure white light, she was the beacon that people went to when they needed to know there was good in the world.

"I already said, he's safe, the Dark Lord only wanted him to help me..." I stopped talking before I said more. The less she knew the better.

Her eyes went wide and she tilted her head in my hands before covering them with her own. She gripped my hands and pulled them off her cheeks.

"I didn't come all the way here to just give up," she said stubbornly.

My blood started to boil again, I pushed the fury down and tried to breath.

"Fuck Aster, you literally can't do anything to help. No matter what, we're going to war and I don't want you fighting. You can finish School and then go somewhere with your family. He won't need your father for much longer. You just need to get them to somewhere safe before your father becomes disposable to him".

She flinched at the word disposable and I could instantly see the blood vanish from her face.

"I can't just watch everyone fight and stand by" she whispered, her words were sharper now.

"I have an idea," I said abruptly. The words just spilled out of my mouth before I could stop them. My desperation to keep her safe was overwhelming, I had never felt this desperate in my life. It reminded me of my mother and how she felt about me becoming a Death Eater. It made me feel weak. I tried to push that thought aside.

She nodded, gesturing for me to continue.

"You can help me with my task, but only if you promise to stay away from everything else. To not tell anyone what we're doing. To stay away from your Uncle" I said. I studied her face carefully, her eyes narrowed as she took in my words.

"What's your task?" she asked.

"I can tell you later, not here, not now"

I was getting impatient, I needed to get back to the ballroom. My father was going to wonder where I went.

This time she searched my face for an answer. Her green eyes, curious but wary.

"I need you to tell me before I decide"

I sighed.

"Fine...I'm going to go back downstairs, but I want you to stay up here. You can wait in my bedroom...just don't go through my things.." I added, giving her a glare.

She rolled her eyes at me, but I noticed a gleam of humour flicker quickly.

"Seriously Flint..." I raised an eyebrow at her mischievousness, "Stay in my room and I'll promise after an hour or so I'll come meet you and tell you everything".

"What am I going to do for a whole hour by myself?" she complained.

This time I rolled my eyes at her.

"Entertain yourself, just don't touch my stuff"

Aster's POV

I followed Draco down the dark hall until he paused at a door. He looked back at me but in the darkness I could only make out an outline of his features.

He opened the door slowly and walked in. His room was exactly how I expected it. It was all dark mahogany laid with dark colours, green, blacks and even a few blues. He had a large four poster bed, nothing like the ones back at Hogwarts. This one was possibly a king size, with tall pointed posts and a large canopy making the whole room look historic and quite menacing. But on one wall, there was a large inbuilt bookcase filled with hundreds of books. I found myself wandering over and brushing my hand carefully along the spines of fiction and non-fiction neatly stacked against each other.

"You read?" I looked back at him, he was hovering on the opposite side of the room. He looked awkward and tense

He scoffed.

"Yes Flint, I read"

I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Look you can pick one book to read but don't move everything around, and don't touch anything else. I'll be back soon" he said bossily before leaving me.

I watched him disappear and close the door behind him.

Draco's POV

I had drank too much. I couldn't help myself, having to make small talk with so many people tonight caused for a good fire whiskey. I even managed to down a few champagnes.

I definitely needed it to talk to Marcus Flint.

I had cornered him straight after I left Aster in my room. It was pretty easy to convince him to leave her alone, I left him on good authority that he would pretend that Aster was helping him with the ridiculous task of keeping him bloody relevant. To me, it sounded like a weak excuse to have Aster under her Uncle's thumb. But I had history with Marcus, he was thoroughly scared of my father, thus frightened of me. It was pretty easy to blackmail him into doing what I wanted. He didn't even question why I cared.

I told him Aster went home and then left him cowering in one corner. It was quite a rush to be honest.

It was nearly midnight and people were finally starting to leave. I had left Montague alone with Parkinson, they were too busy flirting with each other to even see me slip away. Goyle was chatting animatedly with the Bulstrode family and Crabbe was stuffing his face by the desserts table.

The alcohol was starting to wear off now, but it didn't stop me from being excited to see Aster.

All I could do was picture her in my childhood bed. Especially in that black dress of hers.

I didn't bother trying to find my father to say I was retiring to bed. He probably couldn't care less. He already made me do a round in the Ballroom, I was hoping that was enough for him tonight.

I had the East wing of the manor to myself. My mother and fathers room were in the West wing. I preferred it that way, I liked having my own space.

I opened my bedroom door to find the room empty.

My heart dropped to my stomach.

"Aster?" I called out.

A book had been left out on my side table. I picked it up to read the title.

The Beedle and the Bard.

Why was she reading a children's book?

My bed sheets were a bit rumpled but nothing else had been moved.

"You definitely took longer than an hour"

Her voice made my heart skip a bit and I twisted my head so abruptly I felt a muscle stain in my neck.

She was standing in the doorframe of my ensuite.

"Sorry I forgot to tell you where my bathroom was" I muttered, not able to take my eyes off her body.

She was still wearing her dress, but she had taken her heels off and her hair was a bit messy. Probably from lying down.

"I figured it out" she chuckled before walking towards me.

"You like what you see Malfoy?" she taunts, cocking one eyebrow at me.

I shake my head to remove myself from my daze. Maybe I was still a little drunk.

"Can't help it when you look like that" I admit.

She gives me a gentle smile before she moves closer to me.

She smelt so good.

Now its her turn to look me up and down before she places her hands on my chest. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer, desperate to feel more of her.

She gasps lightly at my movement.

I look down at my ring on her neck.

"Did you like your Christmas present?" I ask, bringing one hand up to her neck and tracing the necklace to the ring settled in her cleavage.

I hear her breath pick up as my fingers touch her skin.

"I love it," she manages to murmur.

I bring my lips to her clavicle and kiss gently. She shivers under my touch and my pants tighten at the movement. I love the way she reacts to me, its so addictive.

"Are you going to tell me what your task is?" she says seriously, she tries to pull away from me but I grip her tightly around her waist.

"Can I tell you later?" I say before I make my way up her neck, leaving wet kisses in my wake. I didn't want to think about that right now, not when I had her in my arms.

She groans lowly as I reach the sweet spot just under her ear.

"Why not now?" she says stubbornly. I can tell she's trying desperately to stay lucid under my touch. Her voice rattles slightly as if she's trying to control her breathing.

"I haven't seen you in four weeks..." I say before nibbling on her ear.

"And?" she teases this time, her voice low and sultry.

"I miss being inside of you" I whisper hotly into her ear.

Her hands grip harshly onto my back and I feel her nails slightly dig into my shirt.

"I have your Christmas Present" she whispers before she finally latches her lips onto mine. I push my tongue against hers and I pull her flush against me, letting my hands travel down her back and to her ass. I grope it fiercely, letting a moan escape as her own hands grab my shoulders.

Her hands travel to my chest and she pushes slightly away from me, breaking the kiss and making me involuntarily sigh at the intrusion.

She reaches slowly to her side and pulls down a zipper I hadn't realised was there. The black fabric drops to her ankles and she stands in front of me in probably the hottest thing I've ever seen.

She's wearing a black lace lingerie set, totally different to the matching set she wore last time. This time her bra and knickers were accompanied by suspenders. The whole set made her curves look curvier and her breasts seemed to be spilling out from the type of bra she was wearing. She looked fucking delicious.

I must have been gaping because when I finally reached her eyes she was smirking at me.

"Well I'm guessing you like it" she teases.

"Fucking hell Ast, Merry Christmas to me"

Instantly, I pulled her back to me and placed my hand possessively around the back of her neck to tilt her head up to me.

"On the bed now" I demanded.

Her pupils blew wide but she obeyed.

She pulled out of my grasp and walked towards the bed. I watched as she perched herself on the edge and shuffled backwards to the headboard, leaning back on my pillow, all while not breaking eye contact with me. Before I could follow, she opened her legs wide, her knees bent, her eyes were now full of mischief. I blanched as she trailed her fingers down her thigh and back up to her center.

"Don't you dare" I ordered, stalking towards her. I kicked off my shoes and dress robes, before climbing on the bed and on top of her.

"I want to touch you" I murmured into her lips. I grabbed her hand that was resting on her thigh and moved it to the side, grasping it tightly as a warning.

She smiled seductively, but submitted.

Aster's POV

I felt my breath hitch in the back of my throat as his fingers ghosted over my underwear. He kept his eyes on mine and his lips were so deliciously close just the sight made me clench. My toes curled as his fingertips grazed along the edges of myunderwear and I had to stop a gasp from escaping my lips as he pulled my underwear to one side. He grazed his fingers softly over my folds before he stopped at my clit.

"You're so wet, fuck I've missed this" he whispered, pressing a quick kiss to my lips before he started to move his fingers on my clit, making me moan louder than I had planned.

"Fuck yes, I need to hear you tonight" he murmured against my ear.

He didn't even have to ask, I was unable to control the moans drifting from my lips as he picked up his pace, putting more pressure on the sensitive bundle of nerves. The aching and throbbing was making my back arch and my hips grind against his hand.

My lower stomach started to clench harder and my entire body tingled under his touch. It was like all my senses were tuned into overdrive after being away from him for so long. He took my grinding as I signal to curl his finger in a way that hit the right spot inside me. The action made me throw my head harshly against the pillow under me.

I moaned his name and looked up to find his silver eyes drinking me in. His eyes travelled up my body and finally resting on mine.

"Please let me come" I murmured desperately.

He smirked before leaving hot kisses on my neck, picking up the pace with his fingers. My orgasm was slowly building up, a lot more stronger than usual and the way his thumb was now stimulating me as his finger drove inside of me was making the build up earth-shattering long.

After leaving a nice mark on my neck, he pushed himself down and in between my legs.

"Come for me then" he moaned. "I've been thinking about this for weeks , hearing your moans...feeling you soaking my fingers...I'm going to lick your clean after you come".

Those words were enough to ignite my climax, making every inch of my body tremble and tense. The intense clenching in my stomach made me squirm underneath him as I came, my thighs trembling as the orgasm rippled through my body.

He slowly pulled his hand away before looking back up at me.

"As much as I love my Christmas present, it would be much easy with these off" he said before sliding my underwear off me and down my legs. He left the suspenders on, tracing them appreciatively.

He returned by leaving kisses up my legs and up my thighs, making me squirm and lean back in pleasure. Then he suddenly dragged his tongue slowly up my folds.

"Draco!" I almost screamed, grabbing his hair and arching my back from the bed.

He moaned against my center, the vibrations from it coursing through my body. His tongue traced expertly on my swollen clit. The feeling was almost painful, but I could already feel an orgasm approaching.

He dug his fingers into my thighs as he started to eat me out more eagerly, sliding his tongue to my entrance and pushing it inside of me. A strangled moan reverberated from deep in my throat.

His hands instinctivly gripped onto my thighs tightly as I moaned, so tightly I was sure there was going to be bruises there in the morning.

"Fuck" he said seriously, removing himself from between my legs and relaxing his grip on my legs. "Sorry I didn't meant to squeeze so hard". His eyes were wide and he looked concerned as he inspected my thighs.

"I don't mind..." I explained, trying to catch my breath, "its actually kinda hot...grip harder next time" I admitted, giving him a smirk.

His eyes blew wide but he returned my smirk with a devilish look.

"Don't have to ask me twice" he mumbled before kissing my thighs and reaching my clit again.

He sucked on my clit and nibbled softly before slipping his tongue into me again. This time my orgasm caught

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