"I would like a depresso,"
"What's that?"
" It's an espresso for depressed people."
OR
Where Draco finds himself more addicted to the cute barista than her coffee.
[post war]
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WHEN CAMILA OPENED the door for Draco in the morning, she couldn't help but stare at him with starry eyes.
There he stood, wearing skinny jeans and a white tee shirt, casually running his hand through his hair. Draco entered the cafe and turned towards her. "Wait why are you staring at me like that?" He asked.
"Because you look so damn cute today," Camila said, her cheeks bright red.
"Hey! Malfoys aren't cute," he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "We're hot as hell," he whispered in her ear, trailing kisses along her neck.
"Stop Draco," she said, her words not matching with what she actually wanted. He didn't stop, still pressing butterfly kisses. She slapped his arm, making him finally pull away. "Come on I have something planned for us," Camila said excitedly as she pulled him into the kitchen at the back of the cafe.
"Wait, I didn't even tell you I was coming," he trailed off slowly.
"It's a sunday and I knew you would have nothing else so I'm prepared," Camila answered back teasingly.
"I knew I should have gone to play quidditch," he muttered.
"I'm just kidding, come on," Camila said as she turned around to take a piece of paper and gave it to him.
He read the first line and asked her "Wait we're baking a chocolate truffle cake?" Camila nodded and took out all the ingredients.
"I asked Jake for the recipe because you seem to love it so much," Camila replied. "We're making it the muggle way."
Camila took the recipe back, giving the ingredients to Draco. He hesitantly started the work, Camila gave him little tips in between but didn't help him. "Shouldn't you be helping me out?" Draco asked her, making her get up.
She stood next to him, still not helping him. After he'd mixed the dry and wet mixture, she took the bowl and the spatula, slowly mixing the ingredients together. Once she finished, she poured the mixture into two circular baking pans.
She put the pans in the pre heated oven, setting the time. Draco strode towards her, his strong arms wrapping around her waist. Camila gasped, being caught off guard.
His hands trailed up her arm and softly bunched up her loose hair and moved it over one shoulder. He pressed kisses gently, moving all over neck. He sucked softly on her sweet spot, making her gasp out his name. He continued sucking and biting her neck, leaving a trail of hickeys.
Camila spun around, not able to take his slow and sweet torture. She stood on her toes leaning up to kiss him. He bent lower kissing her passionately.He lifted her up, making her let a small swirl in surprise, wrapping her legs around his torso and clinging onto him.
He turned around, pushing blindly at the ingredients on the table and made her sit on top of the table. He kissed her more faster and passionately. She kissed back equal ferocious. She bit on his lip and pulled away, making him groan.
"We should probably stop," Camila said, panting in between. Draco hummed in response, nodding his head. He wrapped his hands even tighter, pulling her even closer.
He kissed her again faster than before. He sucked on her bottom lip, biting it and pulled away. Camila moaned softly. "Fuck it," she muttered and pulled him towards her. She kissed him, her hands tugging at his hair. He smiled into the kiss and kissed her back.
"What the hell is going on here?" Harry said, making them pull away from each other.
