Drabble: Say It
Title: Say It
Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 185
Rating: R
Challenge: Written for hp_humpdrabbles 2010 Humpathon. Prompt posted by elle_blessing, and was "Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson, 'Love is just another word I never learned to pronounce.'"
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson
Warnings: Sex, Angst
Author's Note: I'm so angsty lately.
Disclaimer: HP and all assorted belong to JKR, and are not mine.
Summary: Draco desperately wants Pansy to say something.
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Say it, Pansy!
He should be sitting next to Astoria. He should be making polite conversation with his soon-to-be fiancée. He should be dancing with his blonde girlfriend.
He should not be hiding in some dark room. He should not be biting his lips to hold back moans. He should not be fucking his ex-girlfriend.
Say my name, damn you!
She keens so low in her throat it’s almost inaudible, and Draco thrusts his hips more fiercely, knocking Pansy harshly against the wall. He wants to hear more than low whimpers and cries from her. He wants her to scream his name when he makes her come.
“Pansy,” he groans, exclaiming his love into the soft, sweaty skin of her neck. Draco feels her clench tightly around his cock as her orgasm ripples through her body, but she stays silent. She doesn’t say what he’s longing to hear.
Say it, Pansy.
Before they part, cleansing charms cast and clothes righted, Draco drops a light kiss on her flushed cheek, but Pansy still doesn’t acknowledge him. She just walks away, and he sighs in defeat.
Please.
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Author: dexstarr
Word Count: 185
Rating: R
Challenge: Written for hp_humpdrabbles 2010 Humpathon. Prompt posted by elle_blessing, and was "Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson, 'Love is just another word I never learned to pronounce.'"
Characters: Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson
Warnings: Sex, Angst
Author's Note: I'm so angsty lately.
Disclaimer: HP and all assorted belong to JKR, and are not mine.
Summary: Draco desperately wants Pansy to say something.
***
Say it, Pansy!
He should be sitting next to Astoria. He should be making polite conversation with his soon-to-be fiancée. He should be dancing with his blonde girlfriend.
He should not be hiding in some dark room. He should not be biting his lips to hold back moans. He should not be fucking his ex-girlfriend.
Say my name, damn you!
She keens so low in her throat it’s almost inaudible, and Draco thrusts his hips more fiercely, knocking Pansy harshly against the wall. He wants to hear more than low whimpers and cries from her. He wants her to scream his name when he makes her come.
“Pansy,” he groans, exclaiming his love into the soft, sweaty skin of her neck. Draco feels her clench tightly around his cock as her orgasm ripples through her body, but she stays silent. She doesn’t say what he’s longing to hear.
Say it, Pansy.
Before they part, cleansing charms cast and clothes righted, Draco drops a light kiss on her flushed cheek, but Pansy still doesn’t acknowledge him. She just walks away, and he sighs in defeat.
Please.
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