Root beer chapstick flavored lips.
Mixing with the taste of the vanilla cupcake just finished.
Memories of root beer floats during summer dancing through my head.
His lips were radiating utter passion as his caressed mine.
Cold fingers lightly touching me. My muscles flinching each time I feel the tips of his icy fingers going up my arms. Each touch sends shock waves down to my core.
His hands reachs my neck. He gently pulls my hair. His mouth was tender as he moved down to my neck.
Loving the way his breath sent shivers down my spine.
Tenderly he ran his fingers through my hair. Moving down he grasps my neck, chrushing his lips to mine.
His lush tounge demanding entrance.
Moaning his name my mouth opens wanting him to explore.
He stops, letting us breathe. Our breath mingling together. Smelling of lust, passion and sweat.
Closing your eyes you lean back in wanting, no needing more.
Licking the bottom of his mouth. Tasting the lingering root beer chapstick. He eagerly opens. Drawing your tounge in with his.
This time your in control.
You snake your arms around his lilith frame. Pulling him closer.
Your start sucking on his bottom lip. You bite and pull enticing a growl from the back of his throat.
A smirk forms on your face. Moving down to his collarbone you place a love bite. One that will let all know that he is yours.
You left your claiming mark. You are his, he his yours.
Once done you look into his eyes.
Storm gray.
One more tender kiss.
"You are mine Draco."
"As you are mine Harry."
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Short and sweet.
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FanfictionJust some short stories. All characters will be from the Harry Potter world. Some will have smut, some will be sad, some will be nothing but random. I hope you enjoy. If you have ideas let me know I will try and write a short around the idea. ----- ...
