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Charmed by Shadows - part 2
As the weeks roll by, you find yourself increasingly drawn to Draco, his icy facade melting away to reveal a gentle warmth that draws you in.
You enjoy catching each other’s eyes across the library and sharing secret smiles.
The thrill of your burgeoning feelings intensifies with every stolen glance and shared laughter.
Tonight, as you work on a particularly difficult section of your presentation, your minds are focused solely on the task at hand.
You find yourself leaning closer to Draco for guidance, his warm breath tickling your ear as he explains a complex concept.
“Do you think we’re…
different?” you ask hesitantly, your heart thudding in your chest.
Draco pauses, his eyes meeting yours with an intense gaze that causes a shiver to run down your spine.
He takes a moment before responding, the silence charged with unspoken desire and longing.
“Different isn’t bad,” Draco finally responds, his voice soft yet filled with conviction.
“We’ve grown closer in ways that I never thought possible.”
His words bring relief, reassuring you that your connection is not one-sided.
You can sense the shift in your relationship as it morphs into something deeper and more meaningful.
As you reach the end of your meeting, Draco’s hand lightly brushes against yours, a silent promise lingering in his touch.
Your eyes lock, and you feel the overwhelming desire that has been simmering between you finally come to the surface.
Slowly, carefully, you move towards each other, closing the distance as your lips meet in a passionate kiss.
Draco’s hands cup your face, his fingers tangling in your hair while yours slip underneath his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin and the hard muscles beneath.
His lips are hot against yours, and your heart races as you devour each other with a hunger that has been building for weeks.
His tongue dances with yours, teasing and exploring every inch of your mouth.
Draco pulls back slightly to gaze at you, his eyes dark with desire.
You feel exposed under his intense stare, but the vulnerability only adds to the thrill of the moment.
Slowly, he unbuttons your blouse, revealing the pale skin beneath.
His fingers trail along your collarbone, sending shivers down your spine as you gasp with pleasure.
He kisses his way down your neck, his lips hot and urgent against your sensitive flesh.
Your head falls back in surrender as he sucks on your skin, leaving a mark that will surely be visible tomorrow.
You can’t help but moan as his teeth graze your nipple through the fabric of your bra, sending electric shocks straight to your core.
You reach for him, undoing the buttons of his shirt and pushing it off his broad shoulders.
His chest is smooth and warm, the defined muscles begging to be touched.
You run your fingers along them, feeling his body tense with anticipation underneath your touch.
Draco’s hands slide down your waist, unfastening your skirt and letting it pool at your feet.
He runs his fingers over the lace of your panties, teasing you mercilessly as he traces patterns over your damp fabric.
You can feel yourself growing wetter with each passing second, desperate for more.
He leans in close to your ear and whispers dirty words that send shivers down your spine.
His voice is husky and low, filled with the desire that matches your own.
Every word he speaks ignites a fire within you, causing your body to tremble with need.
Draco’s fingers slip beneath your panties, finding your hot center easily.
You gasp as his fingertips brush against your clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your entire being.
He teases and circles the sensitive bundle of nerves, slowly building the tension until you’re on the edge of release.
In that moment, he pulls back with a wicked grin, leaving you aching for more.
“Until tomorrow,” Draco whispers, his fingers lingering on yours before he pulls away, leaving you with a promise and a longing you can’t ignore.
The tension between you and Draco is tangible now, a pulsating undercurrent that adds a new dimension to your nightly meetings.
Your interactions have become flirtatious, filled with suggestive comments and smoldering glances that ignite the fire within both of you.
You can hardly believe how far you’ve come in such a short time - from being uncertain about working together to now sharing an undeniable sexual chemistry.
Draco’s hand rests on your waist as he leans over to correct your notes, his touch burning through your clothes.
His fingers linger for just a moment longer than necessary, sending shivers down your spine as you feel the heat of his body against yours.
It’s clear that this connection runs deeper than simply physical attraction; there is an understanding between you now - an unspoken acknowledgement of the desire that grows with each passing second.
“You’re blushing,” Draco teases, his fingers tracing your heated cheeks, sending a shiver down your spine.
You can’t help but feel embarrassed by the obvious display of your arousal, but at the same time, you revel in the fact that Draco finds it amusing.
His confidence is both attractive and intimidating, but it only serves to intensify the flames of desire burning within you.
Draco pulls you closer, his breath fanning your neck as his fingers trace your waist, sending waves of desire coursing through you.
The heat between you is almost unbearable now - a raging inferno that threatens to consume both of you if left unchecked.
You know that there’s no turning back; the physical intimacy you share has reached a point where it can only escalate further.
You tremble as Draco’s lips brush against your neck, his teeth nipping at your sensitive skin in a way that makes your toes curl and your pussy throb with need.
Your breath comes out in ragged gasps as he continues his exploration, his hands roaming over your body, teasing every inch of exposed flesh.
His fingers slip beneath the hem of your shirt, seeking out the softness of your skin and causing you to gasp with pleasure.
The touch of his warm, firm hands against your breasts is almost too much to bear - you arch your back, silently begging for more as he pinches your nipples between his fingers.
You can feel them hardening in response, aching for the attention that only Draco can provide.
“Please,” you whisper, your voice shaky with desire.
Draco leans back to look at you, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches the effect he has on you.
“What do you want?” he asks, his tone low and husky.
You can barely find the words to express your desires, but somehow, you manage to choke out, “I need you to touch me.”
“Where?” he teases, trailing his fingers down your stomach, dangerously close to the apex of your thighs.
You let out an involuntary moan as his hand brushes against your aching core, sending shockwaves of pleasure through you.
“There,” you finally manage to say, pointing at your pussy with trembling fingers.
Draco’s smirk widens into a wicked grin as he slides his hand between your legs, the backs of his fingers grazing against your wet folds.
You gasp in response, your body betraying just how much you need him to touch you there.
“You’re so fucking wet,” Draco growls, his voice thick with desire as he dips a finger inside your entrance, coating it with your arousal.
You clench around his finger, desperately seeking more of his touch as he begins to massage your g-spot with expert precision.
Your eyes roll back in your head as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you, the sensations so intense that they border on painful.
Draco leans closer, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers filthy words designed to push you further into the depths of desire.
“You like it when I fuck you with my fingers, don’t you? You want me to make you cum so hard that you forget your own name.”
His words send a jolt through your body as your orgasm crashes over you, your back arching off the desk and your hands grasping at his shoulders for support.
Draco doesn’t let up, driving into your sensitive core until the last shudder of pleasure fades away, leaving you limp and breathless in its wake.
“We’re playing with fire,” you whisper, your voice shaky as you try to regain control over your body.
“Are you scared?” Draco asks, his voice husky and low.
“No,” you reply, meeting his gaze with a newfound sense of confidence.
“Are you?”
Without waiting for an answer, you lean in closer, capturing his lips with yours in a fierce kiss that leaves no room for doubt - this is far from over, and the both of you are destined to get burned in the most exquisite way possible.