Not A Drop To Drink

NOT A DROP TO DRINK

“I know what you think about in the dark hours of the night” she said in his ear.
“Be quiet Ginny…” Draco’s voice was low and threatening.
“What?” she asked “You want me to lie? To say that I haven’t seen you eyeing my brother with surpressed longing?”
“I said be quiet you stupid girl.” Draco’s voice was low and threatening.
“Stupid am I?” her voice was uncharacteristically mocking. “You think I don’t entertain thoughts about your slender body pressed against Oliver’s as you beg him to take you?”
“I don’t beg.” He said flatly.
“Oh of courrrrse not!” she snapped. “You wouldn’t would you? You’d just grab Harry’s hair and fuck his pretty face, screaming and moaning as he sucks on you, making you cum all over that scarrrr….”
“That’s ENOUGH!” he shouted, pushing her back against the wall. She felt his erection hard against her belly.
“You seem a little more turned on than you care to admit” she smirked.
“SHUT. UP!” he howled, backhanding her and rocking her back onto her heels.
Ginny wiped her mouth on the back of her hand, leaving a smear of blood from her lips across her cheek. “And I suppose you claim to be Non-Violent as well!!” she yelled back, slapping him as hard as she could.
He raised his hand to strike her again, but instead lunged forward, gripping her shoulders and forcing a brutal kiss on her. She seized his lip in her teeth and bit him, but he maintained the kiss, forcing it on her, their blood mingling in their mouths as he crushed her into submission. Her fingers tore at his clothing. So frantic was she that she didn’t notice when he gave up on the buttons and simply ripped her blouse from neck to hem.
She clawed her way down his body, worrying at his belt with her mouth, letting her teeth graze his erection through the fabric of his trousers.
“Dammit Woman! You’re insane!” he groaned. Giving her hair a sharp tug, he pulled her upright again and bit her neck, feeling her pulse quicken under his teeth. As he nuzzled along her neck, he reached into his pocket.
“What have we got?” she asked him. “Ahhhh……” as he flicked open a knife. He slid it up her stomach, hooking it under her bra, jerking it through the fabric suddenly and bending to capture a nipple with his teeth.
She gave a gasping snarl and ran her nails up his chest, leaving streaks of fire behind.
Leaving a bloody mouth print on her breast, he reached for her lips again, this time plundering her mouth with his tongue.
Pulling back suddenly she looked at him.
“I hate you.” She said.
“I hate you too. Bitch.” He snarled in reply and licked the blood from her cheek.
She shoved him backward onto his bed, straddling his narrow hips. Leaning down she finished divesting him of his pants, then reaching forward she started to tease him, twirling her fingers around his nipples, pinching, stroking, tweaking.
He squirmed under her, his erection rubbing against her panties. His nails raked along her arms, drawing blood in thin beaded scratches.
She caught his hands in hers. He squeezed tightly, digging his nails into her hands. She leaned forward, pinning his arms down and licking along his chest. Nudging aside the open fabric of his shirt with her nose she caught his nipple in her teeth, worrying it until he almost screamed. She ground her pelvis against him again.
“Feel how wet I am?” she whispered “Bet you wish I was hard instead…..Who do you wish I was Draco? Tell me…… Tell me……!” she hissed, biting his earlobe.
He moaned underneath her. His fingers reached up and twined painfully in her hair. Turning his head he tried to capture her lips again. She jerked backwards and slapped him.
“Tell Me!” she demanded again, tears coming to eyes.
“Are you crying because I wont tell you or because it hurts?” he smirked, giving her hair an extra twist.
“You Bastard!” she hissed, turning her head against his strength and biting his wrist. He gasped as her teeth sunk in, but pulled her head back down towards his face.
“Poor Ginny” he whispered mockingly, moving one hand down the side of her face. “Can’t ever get what she wants…”
“Neither can you” she snarled back at him. “Boys, Boys, all around, And not a drop to drink…”
“You know nothing” he stated, his free hand working her tattered blouse of her shoulders. Holding her still, his fingertips traced the curves of her body, lingering on a nipple, a drop of sweat, her navel. He moved downward, stroking the exposed thigh where her skirt had ridden up around her waist. Feeling the warmth from her sex hot against his groin he paused; letting go of her hair for a moment he grabbed both sides of her panties and tugged sharply, ripping the fabric away. Before she could respond he had one hand in her hair again, the other seeking the center of her heat.
He sat up suddenly, coming eye to angry eye.
“Maybe I have what I want. NOW.”
He shoved her backwards onto the rumpled covers, pinning her down.
“My turn” he said leaning in to nuzzle and nip at her neck.
Ginny writhed in rage, bucking her hips up under his legs that held her to the bed, reaching out and grabbing Draco’s neck with one hand.
“Oh No, I don’t think so…. “ he smirked rubbing his cock against her clitoris. “You needed to know what I wanted, so I’m showing you.”
“What the hell are you talking about?!?” she demanded, her hand tightening on his throat.
“I don’t want Harry, or Oliver, or your Brother” he whispered, his cock teasing her opening. “I want you. I want you under me, moaning. I want you in my arms, begging me to stay with you. I want your blood on my lips as you scream my name.”
Emotions unreadable flashed across Ginny’s face.
She raised one eyebrow and wrapping her legs around him hissed “Do It Then” and pulled him towards her.


FINIS