Title: Body Candy

Rating: NC-17

Spoilers: 1-4 (Technically there isn’t any book info except for the two characters Draco and Ginny)

Disclaimers: I don’t own anything.

Category: Romance, PWP

Pairings: Draco/Ginny

Summary: My attempt at ‘The Kink Thing Challenge’ made by Aurora North. Draco’s birthday dinner with Ginny turns into 

an erotic pleasure-filled bondage fest. Draco has vengeful plans in return. 

Warnings: Bondage, Flavored Massage Oil, Candles and Hot Wax, Chocolate Painting, Blindfolds, Handcuffs, Multi-speed 

Silver Bullet, Vibrating Jelly Butt Plugs, Y Clamps, Free Standing Cross, a Feather, and Soft Ball Gag.

Body Candy:

 

 

“Ginny, you didn’t have to do this you know!” Draco spoke softly as he allowed her to guide him, blindfolded, down a slightly rocky path.

“Of course I had to! Draco, this is your twenty-first birthday. Oh um there’s ten steps coming,” Ginny added. With her hand in his she gently guided him up the stairs, one step at a time.

“What is this blindfold anyhow?” Draco asked.

Ginny flushed with embarrassment and for once she was glad Draco wasn’t watching her. “Um, it’s your tie.”

Draco paused a tiny smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. “My black silk tie that we a…?”

“—Err, yeah!” Ginny squeezed his hand softly. “I couldn’t find anything else and I didn’t want you peeking! Are you mad?”

“Baby why would I be mad? You were always resourceful and—kinky!” he grinned as he gently patted her butt lovingly.

“Behave you!” Ginny demanded as she swatted his hand away. “I figured you’d be mad because you have mood swings!”

Draco scoffed and jerked his head, flipping strands of stray hair out of his face. “What? I do not!”

“Do so!”

“Do n—oh this is ridiculous!” he sighed throwing a hand in the air.

“You’re right, you know I always win!” Ginny giggled and pushed a finger to his mouth, cutting off his next words.

Draco darted his tongue out, gently suckling the tip of her finger. She squealed and jerked away. He allowed his hand to fall down to his side for a fraction of a second before he lifted it up and pushed it in her back pocket, cupping her bottom.

“You have the cutest as—” he started.

Ginny rolled her eyes. “Draco, stop trying to make me blush!”

“Am I?” he whispered next to her ear, pulling her into his side. “After everything we’ve done I can’t imagine that making blush.”

Shivers zipped down her back and she gave a tiny shudder. “We’re almost there.”

Draco smiled. “You didn’t answer me! Am I making your sweet face blush?”

“No!” Ginny shook her head.

“You liar! I’m taking the blindfold off! You know how turned on I get when you blush!”

“Ah come on! You get turned on when you see me breathe!” Ginny snorted.

Draco twirled her around to face him. Ginny hadn’t expected this swift move and her nose collided into his hard, well defined, sweet smelling chest. “Damn straight.”

She rubbed her nose. “Ouch.”

“Sorry love. I’m at a disadvantage,” Draco whispered giving her a gentle peck at the tip of her nose, slowly moving down.

Ginny let her eyelids drift shut as she felt his warm lips hovering above her own. “Kiss me!” she pleaded softly.

Draco brushed his free hand across her cheek; letting it trail down the curve of her neck, then back up. He finally clutched the side of her face and neck, bringing her closer to him. He bit her bottom lip and pulled gently. He paused, as he tasted the slightest hint of something sweet clinging to her lips, and traced her sugar sprinkled bottom lip with his tongue, repeating the motion to her top lip. She gave a soft moan and lifted her head up wanting to deepen the kiss, but he pulled away.

“Hey!” Ginny whined smacking him disrespectfully on the shoulder. “You are blind mister! Are you sure you can’t see through that tie?”

He smirked, took her hand, and continued his lazy confident stride. “I can’t see anything, I promise. I just know you!” he paused and licked his lips. “Besides, I don’t want to get involved in a snog fest with you when we wouldn’t be able to finish it. I’m in the mood to have a candle lit dinner in the middle of a deserted park with Jasmine petals sprinkled over the blanket. Ooh, sweets I think you had some sugar on your bottom lip,” he added.

Ginny paused and glared down at her feet. “How did you know?”

“Baby, your words may surprise the hell out of me, but not your cute innocent actions! Plus the fact that we both love the smell of Jasmine, the outdoors, and the park is the perfect place to do it especially underneath the stars!”

“You love the smell of Jasmine because it’s what I smell like!” she told him.

“Naturally!” he smirked.

They walked side by side, hand in hand, listening to the music of the wind shuffling through the leaves. Draco turned his head to her, sniffing her scent that the wind so generously let linger under his nose. He curled his arm all the way around her hand, engulfing her arm into his. He then brought their entwined hands up to his mouth and kissed her freckle-dusted hand.

“You rotten snake!” her words came out of nowhere startling Draco. “You slithered it out of someone! Bad, bad you!” Ginny scolded him

He threw his head back in laughter. “I’m caught!” he lifted his arms up in defeat. “No one told me though. I was trying to get that little twerp you call your ‘best friend’ to give me the dish on your plans, but he refused. You on the other hand were the most help, what dropping your ‘Draco’s Birthday Plans’ on the ground in your apartment and all!”

Ginny smacked her head. “Darn it!”

“Don’t worry love. I’ll still act surprised,” he grinned smugly.
Ginny, once again happy that he had a blindfold on him, let a mischievous smile creep across her face.

~*~ Oh, he’ll be surprised! I’m going to blow his mind tonight! He won’t know what hit him.

“You snuck in there didn’t you?” she asked.

He lifted his eyebrow in question. “Pardon?”

“My apartment!”

Draco shook his head in shame. “I can’t believe you don’t remember!”

“Remember what?”

“You were in heat babe!” Draco grinned wrapping his arm around her waist.

Ginny grimaced. “Excuse me, but it’s cats that go into heat. Women do not!”

Draco slid his hand between her legs and caressed her inner thigh causing Ginny to bend slightly at the knees so his hand would go higher. “No, but they get horny as hell!”

Ginny snorted. “Like you were complaining! Screaming your head off ‘Ginny oh yes, yes oh faster baby harder, Ginny!’”

“So you do remember! I wasn’t the only one screaming as I recall, but for me to repeat the obscenities that were spewing out of your mouth—”

Ginny stopped him. “You know what, just shut-up! Just shut-up!”

“You don’t really want me to shut-up do you? You like my voice…it makes you all wet and bothered!” he mimicked her from that lusty hot night.

She smacked him in the chest. “The saying is ‘hot and bothered’ not wet! It is fun being on top though. Being able to go at my own agonizingly slow pace!”

Draco dropped his head back and groaned. “Give me another kiss! What did you eat? It’s sweet!”

Ginny shrugged. “Changing the subject are we? Getting a little turned on there, Draco?” she asked as she brought her hand around to cup him through his pants.

He jerked slightly. “Ginny!” he scolded slightly out of breath. “Now, answer my question. What did you eat? It’s sweet!”

Ginny sighed.

~*~ Oh well, he’s in for a ride to night anyhow!

“What can I say? I’m an all around tasty treat!” she grinned as she gave him a swift kiss on the cheek.

He chuckled and grasped her hand again. “Lead the way cupcake.”

Ginny cringed. “Cupcake?” she asked in disgust.

“Well you’re an all around tasty treat aren’t you?”

“Well yeah, but of all the good stuff, you picked to call me cupcake?”

Draco shook his head in disbelief. “You are insane. You love cupcakes!”

“No I don’t!”

“Yeah, that’s why you’re always stealing the cupcakes your mother makes and letting it get blamed on your idiot brother, right?”

Ginny jerked Draco’s hand, “I told you that our cupcake stealer was a ghost that had an odd fear of white frosting and insisted that the only way to beat it was to eat it.”

“Oh…my god!” Draco hit himself in the head with the palm of his hand as he took in what she just said. “Where in bloody hell do you come up with this stuff?”

Ginny smiled at his shocked expression. There was a time when Draco Malfoy couldn’t have been shocked about anything and Ginny was pleased that she was the one and only person who’d changed that.

“And we’re here. Sit,” she instructed.

Ginny snorted when he started feeling around awkwardly for a chair. “Look rich boy, you’re going to have to sit on the blanket! I couldn’t get any chairs that would look good with this and anyhow that’s why it’s called a picnic!”

Draco released her hand and lifted the blindfold from his eyes. Since it was eight o’clock at night it was pitch black throughout the park, but in the little circle Ginny had made, the orange blue fire of fifteen candles flickering in the soft wind, surrounding a flower pattern quilt, filled the tiny area with a warm, golden glow.

Ginny sat down across from Draco and lifted a bowl of strawberries from the wicker basket that had been sitting in the corner of the blanket. He smiled as she flicked a stray piece of hair out of her face. The wind flipped it back in a diagonal line along her nose. She glared at the strand like it was an annoying fly that wouldn’t go away.

He chuckled softly to himself. Ginny lifted her eyes up in surprise. “What are you laughing at?” she demanded to know.

He reached over and trailed the tip of his index and middle finger along the curve of her cheekbone. “You’re such a pleasure to watch.”

She gave a sweet smile and went back to pulling the food out of the basket. Draco did a double take when she pulled out a bottle of wine.

“Um…Gin?” he gave her a questioning look.

Lifting her chocolate brown eyes up to meet his she look confused, glancing back and forth between him and the bottle until finally it dawned on her. “How could I afford wine? That’s what you’re thinking right? I couldn’t…unless I borrowed it from you and since it’s your birthday I didn’t want to give anything away so I opted out for Sparkling Grape Juice instead.”

The shout of laughter that escaped from his lips caused Ginny to drop the bottle and glance up at him in surprise. It wasn’t what she said that had caused him to laugh it was the way she said it, so serious, like she had to really put some thought into it. He loved it.

Her shoulders sagged in pleasure. “You have such a wonderful laugh!” Ginny commented.

Draco paused, his hand resting on his kneecaps, and then went to lie on his side. He tapped his fingers against the blanket, his other hand holding his head up so he could look at Ginny. “Why are you doing this?” he asked softly.

Ginny sighed and got on her hands and knees to crawl to him. She sat in front of his head, pulling him so that he could rest on her lap. She ran her fingers through his ruffled hair, at Ginny’s request he hadn’t slicked it back, a traced her fingers along his eye brows, his nose, his lips, and she continued to repeat the motion a couple more times before she answered him.

“I’m doing it because it’s the first time I get to celebrate your birthday with you. A week from today we’ll have officially been dating for a year. It’s the longest I’ve ever been with any one and you’re all the experience I have.”

Draco pulled her chin down so she had to look him in the eyes. “And I better be the only damned one you have experience with too!” his voice filled with a jealousy at the thought of another man touching his Ginny.
She giggled and wiggled her shoulders suggestively. “Oh Draco, I love it when you get all possessive. It’s hot! Oh, and thanks for wearing your forest green turtle neck and black pants. They look so yummy on you.”

“Yummy…” he shook his head and slowly started to get up. “I’ll tell you what’s yummy,” he said as he reached his hand down to start unbuttoning her jeans.

Ginny flushed. “Draco! Behave! You know, I’m surprised you haven’t killed me of shock from the raunchy things you say to me and I hate it when you do things like this in public with a lot of people around,” she gasped and bit her lip as he pushed his hand inside her jeans. “Gods! I’ll never forget that day in that restaurant you took me to, I can’t remember the name, but you know that time you went underneath the table and um…then you um…” she stuttered.

“You can’t remember the name of the restaurant were I got on my knees and wrote with my tongue the names of all the stars I could remember inside of—”

“Draco!” Ginny squealed pushing her face into her hands.

He grinned softly and wrapped his arms around her waist bringing her to his chest. “I love you Ginny.”

She kept her hands over her face for a second and then shyly let them drop down, her head still bent looking down at her knees as she sat in his lap. “I love you too.”

“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of you saying those words,” he whispered and kissed the underside of her ear.

Her elbows knocked him in his gut. He bent over slightly, grunted and turned her in his arms. “What was that for?” he grunted.

She shrugged. “A reflex.”

He shook his head. “Well let’s eat dessert so I can take you home and blow your mind…again,” he added.

“Nah-ah! It’s me doing the mind blowing!” Ginny insisted.

“No way Gin!” he argued playfully.

Ginny crossed her arms over her chest. “Say that I’m the mind blower of our sexcapades!”

He lifted his eyebrow challengingly. “Or what?”

“Or I won’t do that thing with my tongue on your—” she cleared her throat looking pointedly at the bulge that had developed in his pants from her squirming.

“You’re the mind blower!” he said without hesitation.

Ginny threw her head back in laughter. “Oh! Don’t I just have you wrapped around my finger?” she giggled as she pushed him down on the blanket and straddled his thighs. “You know Draco, I wish you would join mum and the family for our Sunday dinners. It would be so fun to have everyone I love surrounded at the same table.”

Draco clicked his tongue and prepared himself for a fight. “Ginny I love you, but just because I love you doesn’t mean I have to love your family. The only one of the lot I can stand is your mum! You know, and I still don’t think your twit of a brother, Ronald,” he said in a girlish tone, “has even wrapped his head around the fact that we, of all people, are dating.”

“Why of all people?” she asked.

Draco smiled. “Isn’t it obvious? Fire and ice aren’t the best mix.”

Ginny grinned and wiggled her hips, making him groan slightly. She dropped down, resting her head on his chest and sighed. “Yes, but when fire melts the ice they can burn together. The ice becomes water. Fire and water work. Fire dances wildly on top of the melted ice in an untamed wave of love and passion.”

Draco growled and jerked her head up by her hair. He pulled her up to his face and went to kiss her, but she jerked away. “I have plans after this Draco! I want to eat this dessert!”

“Am I in those plans? I sure in the hell better be!” he warned.

“Put it this way, if there was no you there would be no plan,” she informed as she pulled out the second bowl filled with chocolate.

“So what is it that we’re eating?” he asked glancing down at the brownish black pile of goop in the china bowl.

“Strawberry short cake, except I like it with whole strawberries, chocolate sauce, and whipped cream. You know instead of the strawberries being cut and meshed with sugar…it taste much better this way!” she insisted then quickly added, “What are you doing tomorrow?”

“You’re jumping subjects!”

Ginny grinned sheepishly. “Sorry, but what are you doing?”

“Spending it with you I hope!” he chucked her under the chin.

“Good! It’s what I wanted to hear.”

Draco raised his eyebrow. “Is that so?”

“Do you want some cherry juice in your wine?”

“Cherry juice in Sparkling Grape juice?” he curled his lip in disgust.

“I made it myself,” she pouted. “And anyhow, it’s white Sparkling Grape Juice.”

“Oh well, that makes all the difference,” he said sarcastically.

She jutted her bottom lip out. “Please Draco? I want you to taste it. You said you liked cherries!”

Draco shook his head. “I said I liked popping them.”

Ginny’s mouth nearly dropped to the ground, but she swiftly put her jaw to the side in a disapproving look. “Oh yeah? And just how many cherries have you popped?”

“That’s classified information missy!”

She threw a strawberry at him.

He grinned and placed the tip of the red piece of fruit into his mouth, biting down. “You were the best one though!”

“You are disgusting! Seriously though, please Draco?”

“Fine!”

Ginny grinned slyly as she poured the reddish brown liquid into his glass. “You’ll love it!”

She glanced down at her watch.

~*~ It should start working with in the next twenty minutes.

~*~ Which means you need to get him home…fast!

~*~ Oh he’s going to hate not being in charge!

~*~ I can’t believe I’m doing this though!

Ginny pulled two plates out of the basket with two palm sized short cake squares. Lifting up the bowl with the chocolate sauce in it, she swiftly dipped her finger in it, sucked it off, and then drenched both pieces of cake with it. She shook her can of Reddi-Whip and squirted it on the top in spiral twists, then decorated both with five strawberries each. She pushed Draco his and then pounced on hers not even bothering to get a spoon.

“I’ll bet your ruddy brother taught you how to eat like that!” he sneered.
Ginny, with whipped cream clinging to her fingers, gave him a defeated look. “I know you guys don’t like each other, I know you never will, but please try to be civilized to one another. Especially when the other one isn’t around!”

“The only Weasley I want to be around me is you!”

Ginny gritted her teeth. “How would you feel if I said the only Malfoy I want to see is you?”

Draco lifted his finger up. “But I don’t have to worry about that because my father’s dead and you love my mother and my grandparents!”

“You say that with hardly any emotion,” Ginny whispered softly bowing her head. “I know he was an evil—I won’t finish that, but Draco, he was your father.”

“I’m not going to lie to you and tell you I loved him. I didn’t, simple as that. We weren’t like you and yours. I hated my father with a passion, he’s the one that gave me that scar on my hip, the one that made me get this stupid mark on my arm, the one that nearly killed the only person that had ever truly loved me…at that time…my mother. When he tried to dispose of her that was it of whatever feelings I had left for him! Luckily I managed to get her safe into hiding. I know you don’t have the ability to hate, but I do. I know when I hate someone and…I know when I love someone,” he whispered softly bowing his head. “Ginny, I don’t want to talk about this; I don’t need to worry about him anymore. I’m not going to let him darken my life forever,” he smiled.

They were silent for a while. Ginny had finished her dessert and was watching Draco swirl the strawberry in the whip cream and chocolate, then bring it into his mouth. His movements were mesmerizing. He did it with such…elegance.

“You can tell you were born rich,” Ginny commented.

He lifted his eyebrow and gave a tiny grin. “How so?”

“Because you eat properly even when you eat with your fingers! And would you stop eating it like that? You’re going to make me orgasm in my pants!” Ginny teased.

Draco raised his eyebrow in amusement. “Don’t worry, I’ll lick you clean!”

Ginny gasped and looked over her shoulder. “I can’t believe you said that! You are so bad! Are you finished?”

“Well, I was,” he grinned softly. “But if I can make you cum in your pants by doing this then well…”

She punched him playfully in the shoulder, then darted her tongue out to catch the white creamy confection that had gathered at the corner of Draco’s mouth.

“So,” she said as she started to pack everything away with a speed that had Draco doing repeated double takes at her motions. “You never told me how your dinner was with your mother and grandparents.”

“The usual except this time it was on my birthday! A dinner wasted! I would have rather had you for dinner.”

Ginny bit her lip on a grin and bowed her head. “Why am I getting ‘sexual innuendo’ vibes from that?”

He smirked evilly and leaned back on the palms of his hands. “Ginny, I’m surprised at you!”

“Draco it’s your fault! You’re the one who turned me into a nymphomaniac!”

Draco stood up swiftly, pulling her up with him. “I did, did I?”

“Oh yeah,” she said in a sexy voice.

Ginny smacked his butt hard, and pinched, then picked up the wicker basket.

“Will you get the candles and the blanket?”

Draco, sighing, did a shrinking spell and placed them in his pocket. He then walked over to Ginny and wrapped his arm around her waist, hugging her close.

“What are you doing for the rest of my life?” he whispered softly nudging his nose into her neck.

Ginny squinted her eyes and scrunched her nose. “Why, Draco Malfoy, are you proposing?”

He smiled and pushed his hand into her back pocket, cupping her bottom in his hand. “No, just practicing for the future. Merlin, you have the most wonderful as—”

“Second time of the ass commenting!” Ginny laughed and squeezed him tightly. “Oh I love you!”

Draco grinned and kissed her forehead. “Love you too!”

Ginny bowed her head and sighed. She twirled her fingers into Draco’s and then looked at her watch, a slow sly smile forming. “It’s about time,” she whispered.

Draco looked down at her. “What?”

She smiled into his eyes. “You’ll be mad at me when you wake up!”

“What are you talking about?”

Ginny bit her lip. “The cherry juice was a commanding potion. You’ll have to do everything I tell you to!”

Draco’s eyes filled with confusion. “Ginny—” Draco’s mind went blank.

~*~

His head hurt.

“Ginny?” he cracked out.

It was dark, but his instinct told him that he was standing in the middle of his bedroom floor at the Manor. He went to move, but his feet were lead weight.

“What the hell?” he gritted his teeth and jerked his legs.

“You’re awake,” a seductive familiar voice whispered.

A dim light that lit the room turned on and slowly became brighter.

 

Draco’s eyes came into focus and when he saw Ginny he nearly swallowed his tongue.

She wore leather and lace halter bustier and a matching black thong. Her blood red hair made her look wild and untamed as it gently cupped her face, and wrapped around her neck was his black silk tie.
As she advanced on him her knee-high black platform boots clicked against the ground making her hips perform a seductive roll that his eyes savored with each step. Draco’s eyes dropped to his black rope necklace with a sterling silver boa constrictor dangling in the middle of Ginny’s chest.

~*~ She should just wear that.

Draco gulped as she paused at a small table that held a bottle of what looked to be oil, a paint tray and paint brush, a feather, a pair of silver handcuffs, and a black and green blindfold. Ginny turned her back to him, slowly bending from her hips to pick up the oil. He gritted his teeth, holding back a groan at the clear view of her bare backside, and tried once more to move towards her.

 “Take this freezing spell off me!” he whispered slightly breathlessly.

Ginny slowly lifted herself up and turned her head towards him in such an innocent way that he felt like he would explode right then and there.

She seemed to be thinking about his request then smiled brightly shaking her head, her hair grazing her bare shoulders. “Nope! Go over to the bed! And I told you it was a commanding potion I put in your drink, not a spell!” Ginny wiggled her body. “This tie smells of you! Wetness is just pooling in me!”

He groaned and walked over to the bed all the while trying to hold his legs back, but it seemed his body had a mind of it’s own.

 “I’m in a rather creative mood tonight,” Ginny chitchatted more to herself than to Draco as she watched him with lust in her eyes.

Draco dropped on the bed. He didn’t know whether or not to be irritated, turned on, or worried that Ginny was actually taking the initiative.

 “Lie down!” Ginny commanded, tying the tie around his neck and then picking up the handcuffs, the blindfold, and the paint tray.

 “Ginny when does this potion come off?” Draco gritted as he felt his back come in contact with his sheets.

Ginny giggled. “You are so cute when you’re irritated and turned on at the same time! The potion should be off in about five minutes. It’s why I have the handcuffs! I’m going to be in charge tonight!”

Draco shook his head, slightly panting. “When this potion wears off—”
Ginny grinned as she walked over to the bed and sat down next to him. “You’ll be handcuffed!”

She pushed her hand through his hair and caressed his cheek. She pulled his hands up and cuffed them to the bedpost.

 “Ginny!” Draco warned.

Ginny pulled her wand out and whispered something Draco couldn’t make out. She pulled her wand down the front of his shirt, and watched, as it pulled apart. “Don’t worry love! As soon as I take it off it’ll go back together!” Ginny assured as she pulled it off and swept her leg up and over, slightly pulling the tie.

Draco gritted his teeth and clutched the bedpost, the handcuffs banging against the wall as Ginny settled on top of him. He jerked his head back, causing the tie to rip in half. “That’s the last thing I’m worried about,” he groaned as Ginny slid up and down his stomach.

 “Hey! I liked that tie!” she whined out taking it off him. “You better get another one!”

Draco sucked in his breath as she moved slightly a top him.

 “Oh Draco! Your stomach muscles feel so good against me,” Ginny whispered as she went faster and pushed her hands up her stomach. “Do you like watching me touch myself?” she asked as she watched his eyes train on her hands.

Draco’s eyes all but crossed. “Yes,” he gasped out. “Ginny I—”

Ginny bent down and licked his lips. “You what?”

 “I want to touch you,” he whispered as he tried to deepen the kiss.

 “Sorry lover, maybe later!” Ginny laughed as she turned herself around and bit Draco’s pant buttons.

He growled as his eyes trained on her bottom. “Come to me!” he whispered.

Ginny cried out as she felt his mouth sucking her roughly. “Oh! H-how did you do that? Oh god! Draco,” Ginny shook hard.

He pushed his tongue in and out of her, refusing to answer her. Ginny tried to pull away, but some unknown force refused to let her go.

 “Draco, this is not funny!” she gasped as her orgasm rolled over her.
She dug her nails into his jean-clad thighs when he refused to stop.
 “Fine! If that’s the way you want it!” Ginny growled and shook her head furiously as she rode it out, she then went to the buttons of Draco’s pants, revenge on her mind she wrapped her mouth around him, tasting the sweet saltiness of him as she groaned.

Draco gasped and jerked his hips up, pushing himself into her mouth further. The vibrations from her groan made him take a rapid motion as he continued his assault on her and pushed his hips up.

Ginny went faster as she felt the pleasure building. Draco felt the tremors all the way through her and it was then that he pulled back.
Ginny screamed in shock. “Don’t stop!”

 “I’ll continue if you get these handcuffs off me!” Draco grinned smugly.

Ginny flipped around, causing him to grunt from the force, a glare plastered on her face. “Oh! I see mister! You think you got me!”

She grinned evilly and reached to pick up the blindfold on the pillow and then tied it behind Draco’s head. “Ginny! Take this damn thing off me!” he thrashed groaning slightly as she bounced on him from his movements.

 “I don’t think so!” Ginny laughed as she picked up a feather. “You shouldn’t have done that! Boy are you missing a sight, but, I’ll be nice and tell you what I’m doing to myself,” she whispered in his ear as she traced the tip of the feather back and forth over his nipple.

She tore off her sexy clothing and yanked his pants off.

He pulled his arms and pounded his bedpost into the wall, making it crack slightly. He bowed his head back and gritted his teeth as he Ginny situated herself on top of him again, only this time naked.

Ginny gasped slightly as she leaned closer to see the crack Draco had made. She grunted in lust and anger as she licked up his sculpted muscular chest. “You are so strong,” she bit the side of his neck. “But if you break that, I’ll stop and leave you hand-cuffed, give myself an orgasm, while you’re watching and listening, then I’ll go to bed, sleeping right next to you, leaving you attached to this thing, all night.”

Draco bared his teeth, his breath coming in short pants. “Okay!” he growled out, lifting his hips, pushing him deeper between her thighs.

 

“Just don’t stop!”

 “I’m feeling creative! Time for some painting,” Ginny, squealed as she scooted up his chest and reached for the paint tray and brush on his desk.

Draco let his tongue slip between her folds as her legs spread in front of his face so she would have access to the paint. Her hips jerked slightly and she dropped her feet on either side of him, put her hand behind his silver blond head and pushed his face into her. Draco grinned as he sucked her nub, inhaling her scent, licking and lapping up the sweet honeyed juices that gushed out.

Soft kitten grunts escaped past Ginny’s lips as her hips gently rocked to the strokes of his tongue in and out of her, her movements gently bouncing him on the slightly squeaking bed.

Her hands curled in his hair jerking him harder into her. “Oh Draco, yes, lick me faster, please. Oh-oh yes.”

Draco gave one last lick and pushed his head away from her. “Untie me.”

Ginny dropped her eyes down to his, an evil dark look piercing her eyes as she kept eye contact. “It’s due-time you get what you deserve.”

Ginny lifted herself off of him and picked the paint tray and brush that she had dropped to the bed. She faced Draco and dipped the black slender bristles into the chocolate sauce as she continued to stare into his eyes.

She shook her head and bent down, kneeling on the bed beside Draco. “I’m going to paint my dream house! Okay?”

Draco tried to glare, but passion, lust, and love were already clouding his eyes. “Ginny,” he gasped out softly as he felt the wet paintbrush graze over his right nipple.

She went all over the place. From his neck to his feet, continuing the maddening gentle strokes around his body.

 “Crap!” Ginny belted out suddenly. “I messed up.”

Draco, his whole body still shaking with a fire so hot he knew he should be melting, lifted his eyes in question as he felt her hand hovering around his most tender part. “What?”

Ginny seductively licked her lips, bent down, cupped his sac, and slide the tip of her tongue up his member, suckling the stray bits of chocolate. “I think I just messed up this whole area!” she grinned as she clamped her nails into his thighs and settled herself between his legs.

 “I won’t be able to hold it!” Draco gritted out in warning, balling his fists together at the sight of her bent down between his legs.

Ginny bit her lip and smiled tender, “That’s okay. I like the way you taste!”

She placed her tongue at the tip of his member lapping up the pre-cum, giving the slightest suction as she wrapped her mouth around the top. Low rumbling sounds vibrated her throat as she slowly bobbed her head down, each bob slowly getting longer and faster.

 “Oh Ginny! Oh God! No…stop!” Draco bit his lip and smashed his hands into the wall, breaking the bedpost.

Ginny jerked her head up and gasped. “Draco—”

He undid the handcuffs, pulled away, snatched up his wand, and turned on her. “Come here,” his voice was thick as he stood next the bed watching her every move.

Ginny jerked her chin up in defiance. “No. You come here!”

Draco turned his head at the challenge, the corner of his mouth lifting in an evil smirk. “You’re biting off more than can chew.”

 “Like-wise!” Ginny growled. “I’m going to be on top!”

 “We’ll see!”

Ginny glared at him. “I will be on top!”

Draco shook his head and began taking slow cautious steps. “You’ll be on your stomach on the bottom.”

Ginny dropped onto the bed and spread her arms out. “Come and get me!” she challenged.

Draco’s eyes widened in surprise, “You little wench! You lied about the potion!” he gritted as he felt his feet moving, knowing he would have never obeyed that command.

 “I did, didn’t I? I’m such a naughty girl. Now lie down on the bed,” Ginny smiled as he did.

She lifted herself up and roughly impaled herself onto him. Draco jerked his hips pushing deeper into her wet warmth. Ginny gave a silent gasp and supported herself by resting the palm of her hands on his lower stomach.

 “Stay still!” she whispered softly.

His thrusting of the hips ceased instantly, but they stopped when he was pushed all the way in. Ginny moved slightly, gasping. She dropped her head to Draco’s shoulder, turning her face into his neck, nuzzling affectionately.

 “I was going to give you a flavored massage, but I don’t think I can handle it,” Ginny laughed breathlessly.

 “Ginny, please!” he pleaded softly.

Ginny lifted her head up to look him in the eyes. “D-did I hurt you? You sound like you’re in pain.”

He shook his head. “You didn’t hurt me ginger snaps. I just need you so bad.”

“And you don’t like being told what to do! You are helpless to me,” Ginny grinned evilly.

Draco shut his eyes as Ginny flexed around him. “Just remember the word ‘payback’.”

Ginny gave a surprised snort. “Are you threatening me?” she said, her eyes wide. “That’s sexy!”

 “Move,” he gritted out, his silvery-gray eyes flashing with another look Ginny had yet to figure out.

She sighed lovingly as she trailed her fingers through his hair. “You are so mysterious. Your eyes are—wow!”

Draco growled and gave her a pleading look. “Ginny, please fuck me!”

 “Language, language!” Ginny giggled kissing him on the mouth. “Touch my breasts,” she commanded.

His hands cupped her tenderly, his thumb swiping back and forth teasing her nipples. With every back and forth movement of his thumb Ginny rocked her hips.

 “Oh, Draco,” she whispered her voice filled with awe. “You are so lovely.”

She placed her hands on top of his, making him squeeze harder, her hips lifting and plunging down with more speed as she bit her lip and struggled for breath. Ginny yanked both of his hands down to the area where they were joined and pushed their fingers in, making them caress both of them at once.

 “Aoh,” Draco grunted out and bared his teeth at the tightness. “Faster!”
Ginny, too much filled with pleasure to rebel, did as he said, rocking faster back and forth. “I—release you…oh god, oh yes—from me—ah, ah, oh, I give you free will—” Ginny eyes widened and her neck muscles tightened as rode out her on coming orgasm. “Your will belongs to you.”

As soon as she said it Draco felt something snap. He reared up into her and flipped her on the bed onto her stomach. She lifted herself up on the broken headboard for leverage. Draco was pushing so hard into her that her face pushed between the broken posts. Ginny arched her back pushing herself tighter to him.

 “Ah! Oh yeah—” Ginny cried out.

Draco’s hand smacked her buttocks and gripped her hips with one hand. He wrapped his free hand around the front of her, pinching and teasing her bouncing breasts.

Draco gave a wild cry and yanked her back to his chest, wrapping his arms around her midriff, pushing hard into her from behind. Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck and dropped the back of her head onto his shoulder. Bare skin smacking echoed through the room, the sound of it propelling Draco to push harder. He dropped his hand to her bent legs and cupped behind her knee. He then straightened her leg and swept it up and over, pushing her to her back. Draco roughly shoved her legs up, making the tips of her toes touch the wall behind her.

 “Oh—I—” Ginny gasped as she pushed her arms through her legs and jerked his head to her face, darting her tongue out over his lips, nipping at him savagely as he rammed himself into her.

She kissed him passionately, sucking his tongue.

Draco pulled his head back, his face etched with passion as he continued to push into her. “Say you’re mine!” he demanded harshly.

 “I’m yours, I’m yours, only yours” she whispered biting her lip as ripples of a hard, satisfying orgasm started through her.

 “That I’m the only one you’ll ever want…ever need!” he ground out his strokes becoming short and fast.

He gritted his teeth as he felt her walls tightening around his shaft, milking him with her essence.

 “The only—EVER,” she gasped.

 “You belong to me!” he growled.

 “I always have—Oh god!” Ginny cried out and pushed her hips hard against him as she exploded.

Her screams muffled as she bit into Draco’s shoulder. She raked her nails down his back and clutched him harder to her. Ginny wrapped her legs around his waist still pushing her hips to his, the vicious rippling of her orgasm erupting all over. The evidence of her pleasure spewed from her muffled grunts and screams.

Her body shook with the force of it as she gushed around him. He licked the side of her cheek as collapsed onto the bed. He pushed her knees back up and drove himself repeatedly into paradise. Pushing in and out, faster and faster. His mind was boiling with red-hot claws scraping through.

 “Hold me,” Draco commanded a relaxed Ginny as he continued his vicious thrusts.

She wrapped her arms tight around him, keeping her head back so she could watch his face as he went over, but shock coursed through her as she felt the oncoming of yet another orgasm.

 “Oh man, oh man, I’m going again-ooh!” she cried out as she came, her arms tightening around him, holding him close to her.

Draco’s eyes brightened as he spilled into her. The force of it tore a deep, long, low groan from him. He collapsed on top of her, his whole body shaking as pleasures vibrated through him.

 “Wow!” Ginny breathed.

He chuckled and gently nipped at her shoulder. Then he disengaged himself from her and fell on the other side closing his eyes.

 “Sleep well! I’ll be up for another round shortly!” he whispered causing Ginny to snort.

~*~

Ginny cracked her eyes open slightly, flinching back from the bright light that greeted her. “Ugh,” she groaned and tried to move her hands.

 “You see Ginny revenge is sweet…It’s time for me to teach you a lesson,” Draco’s voice spoke with dangerous seduction.

Ginny’s eyes widened and she jerked her head up to see her arms straight above her head tied with some sort of a leather-locking strap. Her legs were spread and locked to the side of the iron piece of furniture that seemed to be keeping her body up right, in a standing position.

 “What in the hell?” Ginny gritted out and made an attempt to move, but jolts of pleasure and pain zipped through and she gasped making tiny hiccupping noises. “Oh, oh…”

The bright light clicked off and a dim light clicked on. Ginny slowly lifted her head up; her eyes were half open as she saw Draco, draped in black, leaning casually against the wall, as wisps of stray silver hair stuck out from underneath his black hood. His clothes were tight and defined his muscular body extremely well as he sauntered over to her.

~*~ I’ll kill him!

 “Draco what the hell—” she started, but was cut off as he swept his intense passion filled gray eyes to hers.

She watched in shock as he lifted up a piece of black leather with a red ball in the middle of it.

 “I see I have to gag you,” he whispered seductively.

 “You wouldn’t dare! Draco, I’m not kidding! Get me down! I at least let you lie on the bed. I didn’t make you stand like this…naked!” she glared gasping slightly as she moved.

 

He came closer, his scent surrounding her making her heady and dizzy as he lifted his hand up to her chin and forced her mouth open. He unsnapped the gag with one hand and lifted it up to her face.

Ginny tried to yell at him again, but his fingers had squeezed her mouth open and he’d pushed the ball in. He came closer, making his chest rub against her breasts causing her to nearly scream from the unfamiliar sensations that zipped through her, and he snapped the gag in the back of her head, keeping it in place.

 “I see you like the Y Clamps,” he smirked his voice was soft and almost dangerous. “You’re so innocent,” he whispered against her cheek and raised his hand up to gently squeeze her breast. “You like that?” he asked as her knees slightly bent. “Y Clamps pinch both nipples and the clit—”

 “I know, I know what they do!” she yelled, her words muffled and not quite as annunciated, as she would have wished it to be.

Draco smirked. “Great stimulation isn’t it?”

Ginny blushed furiously as his hand slid up her folds, giving a jerking motion to the clamping Y chain. “Ah-oh…”

 “Just be lucky I didn’t get my stocks out!” he whispered against her ear causing her to shudder.

A fast buzzing noise pierced Ginny’s ears. Her eyes squinted in confusion as she watched a slow smile spread across his face.

 “What is that?” Ginny asked softly.

 “Hmm…you never heard a Bullet at slow speed?”

 “What?” she asked just as she saw a silver metal glint in Draco’s hands.

 “My, this is going to be a thousand times more fun than I thought,” Draco grinned as he opened her folds.

She bit her lip, her eyes half closing as the buzzing utensil came closer.

 

She felt the cold vibrating roundness slide agonizingly slow up and down, spreading her wetness.

 “Now, I’ll put it on high,” he whispered licking the curve of her ear.

 “Oh-oh-oh,” Ginny’s muffled moans came out as her teeth dug into the jellied gag, shaking her head to clear it.

Ginny was so caught up in the vibrating goodness that she failed to see Draco’s free hand reach over for a burning red candle that had hot wax sliding down the stem.

A single drop of hot wax dribbled on top of her breast, setting off the creaminess of it, that drop was followed by a stream of it. Draco circled his hand, dripping the wax on her nipples and belly.

She gave a tiny scream of pleasure and pain as she dropped her eyes to the red wax. Draco placed the long-stem candle back in its slot and pulled out a blue vibrating jelly stick.

Ginny’s eyes jerked up to Draco’s.

He shrugged. “It’ll feel good!”

 “You’re not sticking that up my—” Ginny spat out around the gag, but stopped and gasped as he rubbed the vibrating toy around her backside and then gently pushed it against her, slowly sliding the blue jelly into her anally. “You know,” she gasped, “it’s not my birthday!!”

Draco grinned. “Well being sexually tortured, although it was very arousing, mind blowing excreta, is not exactly my idea of happy birthday me!”

Ginny bowed her head back. “Oh? And what is?”

 “You, tied in a standing, cross position, with your legs wide and welcoming!” he whispered and smacked her butt with the hand that wasn’t holding the toy.

Ginny sucked in a breath as pain jolted through her. Her breathing accelerated as he pulled his hand away, allowing a quarter of the vibrating toy to stay within her.

Draco tore off his black cloak, revealing his wonderful nakedness. He swept around Ginny and slid his hands to the front of her, plastering his chest against her back. He pushed the Bullet slightly into her, flicking his wrist to fasten his pace, his other hand squeezing the clamps.

 

Ginny’s head thrashed. Draco turned his hand and sucked at the base of her neck, then took one of his hands, sliding it slowly over her navel and to her breasts, squeezing.

He pulled his mouth from her neck, making a soft popping noise.

 

“Beautiful,” he whispered in her ear as he turned off the jelly butt plug and positioned himself in its place.

He rubbed the tip of his erection over the puckered area, letting his beads of moisture mix with hers. Then he pushed himself into the tight folds, grinding his teeth together as he heard Ginny screaming around the gag with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

 “I promise it’ll feel good very soon,” he spoke softly as he pushed himself fully in.

Draco reached his hand around pushing the buzzing devil toy deeper into her. He rolled his hips, pulling himself out of her then in. Ginny gasped as the Bullet sank deeper shaking her to the core, the Y Clamps pulling with Draco’s thrusts behind her.

 “Oh yes,” Draco grunted picking up speed.

He reached his hand up and unsnapped the gag, letting it drop to the ground in front of her.

 “Ow, Draco! It hurts, it hurts!” Ginny cried out. “Oh god!”

Draco paused in his thrusting and slowly began caressing her front.

 

“Shh, Ginny. Take deep breaths. I’ve been dying to have you this way,” he whispered against her neck. “It’ll be okay,” he said as if he were in pain.

He slid his finger inside her, beside the Bullet and pushed in and out. Ginny tightened her muscles around his shaft causing him to grunt out in pleasure. “Draco!” she gasped in welcome.

He groaned at the acceptance in her voice and gently began thrusting, making her hips jolt forward from his pushing. Ginny gasped as the Y Clamps tightened producing a vicious orgasm that ripped through her, swiftly and hard. Her whole body shook as Draco continued to grip her hips and thrust himself in her. Within minutes he was pouring himself into her, blowing his mind once again.

 “Oh, Ginny!” he whispered softly as he came down from his paradise.
She had gone limp in Draco’s arms. He gave her one last lick and released her from her restraints. She collapsed into his arms and he slowly swept her up and brought her to his bed.

He reached for a bottle of coconut flavored massage oil and squirted it on to her stomach; slowly he began to massage the front of her. A hum filled her throat and she opened her sated eyes to meet his.

 “That feels nice.”

Draco gave a small smile as he rubbed her legs and then started at her feet. He gently sucked her toes of the coconut sweetness, making her giggle.

 “HEY! I was supposed to give you a massage!” Ginny said smiling down at him.

 “You’re welcome too!” Draco grinned pulling her up and switching places. “Just understand I still have to do your backside!”

 “No! Every time you see the back of me you get all hot and heavy! I have no idea what your obsession with the curve of my back and my butt came from!”

 “Your back and butt are not my only obsession! I’m rather fond of your front!” Draco grinned and dropped his head to the pillow as Ginny started her massage.

Once they both were all covered in the sweet smelling and tasting massage oil Ginny slid herself on top of Draco, pushing his erection once again inside of her. She dropped her chest to his and held him tightly as their hips met, slowly pushing, sensually.

“I never want you to stop holding me,” he spoke suddenly slightly out of breath.

“I—” she started, but Draco lifted his head up, shoving his hands through her delightfully rumbled hair and jerking her face close to his.

 

“Draco!”

 “Ginny!” his eyes searched hers. “Do you love me?”

 “Yes,” she said gasped slightly without hesitation.

He gave a small smile and kissed the curve of her breast. He slowly turned her over and started trailing kisses down her stomach, not missing an inch. Ginny thought he was going to go lower, but he paused in the middle of her hips. He began licking her softly, ten inches away from her womanhood, repeatedly lapping at that one spot.

 “Baby? What are you doing?” she asked trying to labor her breathing and started caressing her fingers loving through his silver hair.

 “I love you,” he whispered and bit down into her, hard.

 “OW!” she screamed and tried to jerk his head away as she felt a cold wetness trailing from his mouth and down her thighs. “Draco, that hurts! Ow!”

With her last ‘owe’ he pulled away, reached for his wand, and whispered words Ginny couldn’t make out.

 “What are you doing?” she asked hurtfully.

He lifted his eyes and smiled tenderly, then slowly crawled up her body. “I’ve marked you. You will always belong to me.”

 “I know!” Ginny glared. “But why did you bite me?”

 “You don’t understand—”

 “Well obviously not! Draco, that hurt!” she said as tears dripped from the corner of her eyes.

Draco gave her a saddened look and licked a tear away. “My teeth marks in your hip is a sign of—”

It dawned on her what he meant. “You branded me? As yours?” she asked suddenly.

Draco’s eyes darkened as she said ‘yours’. He fell on top of her and pushed into her. This time however when the time came for them to explode, they went to paradise together.

 

~*~

 

Ginny’s arms draped over Draco’s oily broad chest, smiling as she felt his fingers twirling wisps of her hair.

 “Happy birthday baby!” Ginny whispered, kissing his chest.

Draco sighed in masculine triumph and squeezed Ginny to his side. “Best I ever had.”

 “I should hope so! It’s going to be hard to live this up for your next birthday!”

 “Giving me a baby would exceed this!” Draco suggested playfully.

Ginny grunted in amusement. “Gosh talking of marriage and baby making activities? I smell someone getting ready for commitment.”

 “Isn’t that what we already did? –Baby making activities?” Draco smirked.

Ginny gave an ‘hrumph’.

The corner of Draco’s eye twitched at the sound. “Branded you?” he spoke suddenly. “Well I don’t really think of it as branding you. It’s just a guarantee that you’re going to be mine forever, that you ARE going to marry me.”

Ginny gave a slow smile. “Ah, your little permanent bite mark along my hip? Gees Draco, talks of marriage twice in one night. Are you feeling okay?”

“A Malfoy only falls in love, real love, once and when they do they make sure to mark what’s theirs,” Draco stated.

 “And your father fell in love with your mother and branded her. It’s kind of romantic in a scary traditional way.”

Draco shook his head. “My father didn’t mark my mother. He had fallen in love early on in his life and marked her…I believe her name was Isabelle. She died in an accident. Mother wouldn’t tell me what kind of accident it was, but she said it was a reason why he joined the Death Eaters. I’m not saying the bastard didn’t love her, I’m just saying it was never true love between my parents.”

Ginny cast her eyes down. “I’m—”

 “Don’t be sorry. They chose their own fate.”

Ginny cupped the side of Draco’s face tenderly. “I’ll marry you!”

Draco blinked. “I didn’t ask!”

 “When you branded me you melded our minds. You were so nervous and then I heard ‘ask her to marry you…now’. I think it only comes when we want it too though, because I turned it off now.” She smiled.

Draco yawned and shook his head at her. He turned over, clutching her body to his, smiling up at her. “Night my love.”

 “G’night,” she sighed and wrapped her arms around his waist tightly.

~Fin~

 

Why isn’t this up anywhere else? Because it isn’t nearly good enough (not that my other stuff is that much better, but this one is worse!) I still like it though, I wrote it, so I’ll share it.