𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚. - 𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬.

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(NOT EDITED!!)

The next morning, Fiona Zabini got ready for her early departure. Stuffing clothes into her suitcase while trying to ignore the man who kept starring at her unsettling. 

Abraxas was sitting on the king-size bed, observing her every move. Slowly but surely she had enough.

Finally the young girl spun around, looking at him expectantly. "What?"

His only response was to smile innocently while his gaze met her.

"I didn't say anything."

Though his words gave a feeling of friendliness, his tone said otherwise, how interesting.

"You don't have to! I can practically hear your thoughts because of how obvious they are!"

"Not really my problem darlin' but you know what my problem is," his voice grew colder. The air around the pair turned tense, the girl didn't dare to move.

"That you think, you can leave me behind and run away to your home."

She attempted to be sarcastic. "Yes, I'm really sorry that my mother decided to be in labor yesterday. How dare I want to meet my newborn baby brother!"

His face was flushed red with suppressed rage.

"I suggest you to speak to me with more respect!"

"And I suggest you to fuck off!"

Before she could hold herself back, she finally said what she thought the whole time. And it felt so good, not even wanting to take it back.

"Enough!" It was only one word but Fiona could feel the warning behind the single word. So she tried to approach this situation in a different way. The way she would try to calm down her numerus ex-boyfriends in the past.

The young female slowly walked over to his side and sat down on his lap, knowing fully well to direct his attention elsewhere.

She could feel his overbearing warmth transfer to her body. Leaning on him and taking his hand in her while drawing random patterns. Inwardly feeling nervous nevertheless keeping eye contact.

"Abraxas, love, I will be staying there for three days, after that, the holidays are already over and we will see each other at Hogwarts again. We spent the majority of our holiday together. How can you say I'm running away?!" she asked him rhetorically.

Even though you're not that far away from the truth... she thought silently to herself.

The Malfoy heir just pulled her closer, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck. Unconsciously taking a deep breath of her avid scent. She smelled like cinnamon and honey. He couldn't get enough of her.

Fiona could feel his lips lightly grazing her skin. In that process the female got goosebumps all over body.

Shuddering the girl exhaled out while cursing her body for having this kind of reaction. She only let him do it, just for her own safety as she tried to unsuccessfully convince herself.

The witch found herself struggling against constant arousal and modesty, not realizing that her skirt was much higher than before, he could practically see everything if he decided to look down. Her shaky legs were losing balance each time when the man decided to gently kiss the skin on her neck. Inwardly the girl was relieved that she sat on his lap or else Fiona was sure that she lost her balance a long time ago.

"Don't think I don't know what you're doing, but this is the first time you've voluntarily been so close to me. I will let this slide," she let out a sigh of relief but he continued with a smug voice. "but you have to do something for me, a favour if you want to call it."

Fiona furrowed her eyes, so he's practically saying that she owns him one.

Abraxas pecked one kiss to her jaw, lightly catching it between his teeth, catching her off guard. For a short amount of time Fiona forgot how to breathe since how close he was. Practically breathing his air, unconsciously sharing an intimate moment.

Surprisingly it was the Zabini girl who closed the last millimetres and gently placed her lips on his. Moving their lips simultaneously. The kiss got messier, her fingers harshly gripping his hairs bringing him even closer than it already was which made him groan in satisfaction. His hands went down to her hips, positioning her so that her legs were wrapped around him.

He was unmistakably more than enough turned on, she could already feel his bulge under his pants. Only separated by tin layer of clothing.

That girl would be lying, if this didn't arouse her.

After, which felt endless, they parted gasping for air. His crazed gaze met her overwhelmed.

Someone called the pairs from outside, interrupting their moment. Fiona woke up from her daze and quickly stood up. Briskly going to the mirror, making her at least presentable as possible. Inwardly cursing herself out.

This is definitely not my fault, yes all because of my uncontrollable hormones. Definitely not me.

Abraxas cleared his throat. He was already leaning lazily on the door frame, not looking at all as if they didn't just made out. "Are you coming?"

Before they went downstairs, where his parents were waiting for them. Fiona quickly went to him to fix his tie which unfastened during their make out session.

Taking by surprise he froze up, but his eyes softened while observing the woman in front of him. As he attempted to pull her closer, she was already done and walked away. Unconsciously swinging seductively her hips behind.

What a fine ass. And it only belongs to me. Like everything about her. Naturally a Malfoy deserves the best.

Smirking arrogantly to himself, he could only shake his head playfully.

Before the Malfoy heir would lose himself more in his thoughts, he quickly followed right after her.

𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁/𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗱