Aster's POV
He told me everything.
It was the most I have ever heard him speak in one sitting.
At first it was like the words got stuck between his teeth but after he had calmed down, his words started to tumble out of his mouth. All I could do was listen.
Every now and then he would stop and a look of disgust would shadow his eyes, like he was mad at the way he was talking so freely. I knew enough about pure blood families and their ideals and idiosyncrasies that it was frowned upon to talk so openly. I kept my distance by sitting cross legged on his bed, as he paced and ranted.
I wasn't entirely surprised at his task. It was common knowledge that the person the dark lord was afraid of the most was Professor Dumbledore. The one thing I was surprised of however, was the fact Draco had actually contemplated killing him.
"I had to Ast. I couldn't say no. The way he looked at my mother..."
"You had no choice" I completed his sentence.
He paused at this and looked at me properly, stopping his pacing and dropping his hands from clenched fists.
"I had a choice, I just didn't have great ones. What was I supposed to do? Say no?" I watched as his eyes grew glassy. My own eyes pricking with tears at the sight.
"You could have told me Draco. After all, I've been helping you with the cabinet. You don't think I knew that there was more to that? I knew it had something to do with bringing others into Hogwarts." I confessed.
"Why would you help me do that?" He spoke quietly.
"You know why. I couldn't let him bring my father into this. I was doing that same thing as you, the dark lord just doesn't know. Not that I didn't have faith in you completing this task by yourself, but I couldn't just stand by and watch all of it unfold. You're important to the dark lord, you have your fathers protection. Who does my father have?"
His eyes were staring at his hands, he had started to fiddle with his ring again.
"I wouldn't have blamed my failures on your father"
"I know that, but you're just a teenager. No matter how barbaric and evil he is, he wouldn't punish you if there was a responsible adult nearby." The words seemed to sink into me, and I felt my tears slide down my face.
"I'm sorry Ast. For everything. For saying that you were only good- for your body..I didn't mean that." His voice cracked and I looked up to find his own eyes wet with tears.
I stood up from the bed and walked over to him. Standing in front of him, my head tilted slightly up, I looked into his eyes.
"Just don't say anything like that to me ever again otherwise I will literally hex your balls off" I smiled shyly, my tears dripping onto my lips.
"I'm just so conflicted. My heart is begging me to keep you away from all this but I know deep down I need you."
He said this so quietly I almost thought I dreamt it.
My tongue felt heavy and thick but before I could unstick it from the roof of my mouth, his hand made its way to my jaw and he began to trace soft circles on my cheeks.
His eyes suddenly felt all too consuming and a part of me wanted to run, run from this intense emotion I was feeling.
"I can't let myself be the reason you end up in his clutches or even worse dead. At first I was doing this to keep my father happy and my mother safe. Now...I have you." His eyes searched between my eyes and my mouth.
"Me?" Was all I could come up with.
"You. If I didn't have you this year, I think I was be a living corpse. A body with no soul".
"Can't you just take your mum and run away somewhere?" I mumbled. My muscles were starting to numb under his soft touch on my face.
"He would find me. I'm done. This is my life now, if you don't want that, you need to leave me and I would probably recommend you move to another country. Maybe Australia? Just someone far from him, from me."
I couldn't tear my eyes away from his. His hands drifting down my jaw and to my neck, his fingers finding purchase in my necklace.
"I'm going to help you fix this cabinet. You will complete your task and then he will move onto someone else. You're only useful because you're a Malfoy and currently at Hogwarts. Maybe after this, you can come back to school next year and-"
"What complete my NEWTs under a teaching staff of death eaters? My father won't let me come back to school. I'll be sent on other missions Ast, ones worse than this"
"We will figure something out" I whispered, bring my face closer to his and pressing a soft kiss to his lips.
He pulled my face away from his after the kiss, his eyes filled with worry.
"You really want to get involved with me?"
I smiled sweetly.
"I thought I already was."
His lip curled and I immediately smiled at him.
"Do you really forgive me?" He asked his expression suddenly sullen.
"I know you didn't mean it"
His hands wrapped around my waist and he pulled me closer, his face dipping down so close I could feel his breath on my cheeks.
"Aster?"
I looked straight at him and found his cheeks bright red and his pupils wide.
He was nervous.
"Yeah?" I asked, concern bubbling in my stomach.
"Will you be my girlfriend?"
My lips curled up in nothing but absurd amusement.
"Is Draco Malfoy really asking me to be his girlfriend?" I teased, pushing myself into his body so he knows I'm joking.
He scowled, his hands gripping my hips forcefully.
"I-" he starts, before I shut him up with a a chaste kiss.
"Yes, I would love to be your girlfriend" I smiled, before glancing up at him.
He still had that dark blush on his cheeks and I could see him clenching his jaw to stop himself from smiling.
"Now does this mean you will stop pushing me away?" I grip his shoulders.
He grunts in reply and I laugh.
"Now enough stressing. We need to find the light in times of darkness" I mumble into his lips.
"Is now the time to mis-quote Dumbledore?" Draco grunts.
I laugh at the morbidity of my statement.
"Ok poor choice of words. I do have a question though..."
His hands find my jaw again and he tilts my face upward so I can look into his eyes directly.
"Why haven't we had sex in three weeks?"
His lips curl up and a smirk settles in his expression.
"Have you missed me? I thought I was keeping you satisfied" he grins.
"Oh definitely satisfied. Those lips..." I touched his lips and gazed , lost in memories of them sucking of every part of my body, "...those fingers" I find his fingers and play with them, slipping my hand into his, "but I need more, I want you. All of you." I whisper.
In response, he lets go of my hand and slips his fingers underneath my T-shirt to trace my collarbone.
"Please, why won't you just let me-"
"Fuck you?" He whispers hotly in my ear.
"Mhmm" I moan as his fingers leave goosebumps behind.
"It was another way of me keeping you at bay" he mumbles.
I stare at his lips, my body already succumbing to his soft touches.
"How is keeping sex from me keeping me at bay? We've done everything else?" I question under mild moans.
"I don't know, I haven't been thinking straight lately. I did however keep you from my room because of the necklace. I had that here for weeks" he murmurs.
"We aren't doing that anymore"
"What holding out on sex? Trust me now that your my girlfriend, I want you in my bed every night you can and if I can't get you in my bed, I'm going to fuck you in empty classrooms" his voice was hot and heavy and just the sound of it made my legs wobble.
"I meant you're not keeping things from me anymore. I don't expect you to tell me everything but I want you to tell me things that matter" I explained, hoping he wouldn't get scared off.
From what I knew, Draco Malfoy had never had a steady girlfriend. Sure, he had openly dated Pansy Parkinson but from what I gathered that meant nothing more than a fling that satiated his teenage curiosity.
Which also meant, Draco was my first ever boyfriend.
That was something I would have to get used to.
Not that we could openly act like a couple but knowing that we were made my heart full.
Instead of replying, Draco pushed me backwards making me slightly stumble. His hands found purchase in my hips and he steered me until my bum hit the edge of his desk. My fingers reached behind me, grasping frantically to steady myself.
"Do you remember the last time you were perched on the very edge of this desk?" His tone was lidded with lust-filled tones.
His deep voice made my skin shiver.
"I've spent many a nights dreaming about fucking you here again" he murmured into my ear, his breath hot and tantalising. He grabs my hips in his large hands, pulling me against him so I can feel how hard he is.
All I could do was groan.
Draco leaned in, his lips brushing my cheek before he whispered against my ear.
"Turn around".
Twisting in his hold, I spin, brushing away the rolls of parchment scattered in front of me and leaning my forearms against the hard oak of the desk. Draco's hands slipped beneath the black and white pleated skirt I was wearing. Gabbing hold of my hips and urging me to arch my back and stick my ass out, I was suddenly very thankful I decided to opt out of stockings today. Eyes closed, I did as silently instructed, my focus narrowing to the brush of Draco's skin against mine, the sound of the zipper lowering on his trousers, the bite of fabric against the crease of my inner thigh as he tugged my knickers to one side.
The head of his cock slipped through my folds and my teeth sank into my lower lips to keep from groaning when he finally presses inside, bottoming out with one thrust.
"Fuck- I missed being inside of you" his hot words pulsate through my body, every nerve of mine itching and thumping with need.
He kissed the hollow beneath my ear, his lips warm and damp.
Draco withdrew all the way before pressing deep again, his hand slipped around my body, fingers finding my clit. He circled it, a little rough, seemingly more determined to get me off and make it immediate rather than tease. I bite down hard, teeth clenching, as he plays me with practised ease. Thrusting shallowly, Draco seems to focus his attention on strumming me into climax, pleasure building and cresting.
He had taken to speaking words of lust-filled endearments, soft words mixed with dirty ones in our many rendezvous' over the last weeks.
"You are so tight and perfect" he murmured, his voice straining.
Everything clenched, muscles fluttering around his cock as he held still, buried still inside me.
As I rode out my orgasm, his thrusts became deeper and harder, until he slipped out of me.
His hands gripped my waist harshly, twisting me to face him. His pupils were wide. I couldn't help but gasp at his expression, pure adoration.
"I need to see you" he explains, griping my chin with his fingers and tilted my mouth up to his. Before he lands his lips on mine, he does a quick scan of my face, his eyes wide in almost disbelief.
"I can't believe you're really mine. I found you" he mumbles, his voice sort of drowsy.
He crashes his lips to mine as he yanks me up and perches me on top of his desk. He enters inside of me again, his cock hitting that spot that knocks the breath from my lungs. Each time without fail, the pleasure heightens by just how stupidly sensitive I was after coming once already.
"I was always yours" I mumble as his lips find their way to my neck.
His hips gain speed and his grip tightens on my hips.
"Don't stop" I pant, pushing my hands up and under his tshirt, raking my nails against his back, seeking some sort of purchase as his hips buckle into mine.
A sharp tug on my hair makes my back bow. He stops his kisses on my neck and for a second my skin sings for him to return. But instead, his hands find their way up my shirt, cupping my breasts over my bra and causing a throaty groan to escape.
The sound of his cock sliding into me was lewd and paired with the rhythmic slap of sweat-damp skin on skin, lets just say I was very glad I had previously cast the silencing charm.
I had come once already and I was primed to tip over the edge once more just from the sounds of Draco fucking me. I was barely hanging on a threat.
"Come inside of me please" I mumbled beneath pants.
His eyes found mine and in that moment I felt a strange overwhelming presence of something more than me.
It was us.
It was him.
I shivered.
He thrust a little harder, deeper.
Already closed, my eyes clenched. I listened as his dirty words dripped from his mouth.
"I'm going to finish fucking you until you cant feel your legs and then I want you in my bed where I will fuck you again until we're testing the longevity of that silencing spell you secretly cast before" his eyes twinkled with that Malfoy glint.
"Draco" I whimpered, legs shaking.
He shushed me.
"You're my girl".
He grabbed my hair, another scalp-tingling tug and resumed fucking me into the desk as if he never stopped. the possibility of coming again hovered in my periphery. Draco's shuddered breaths coming fast and hard against the shell of my ear, signalling his rapidly approaching end. His tongue darted out, curling around the lobe of my ear before he gasped, the rhythm of his hips faltering as he shoved further into me, so deep, fingers spasming against my waist as his cock twitched.
And then that possibility of coming again was no longer in my periphery but right in front of me. Blinding.
Draco's fingers circled hard over my clit as I tensed, knees locking around his waist as I snapped my eyes shut and shattered, spots dancing behind my lids as I panted against his chest.
We both came together. Harder than we had in a long time.
"Fuck Ast. I-" he stopped himself before he exclaimed his declaration, and my heart thumped harshly.
Instead, I brought his lips down to mine and kissed my obvious love into him.