1 ficlet (Draco/Ginny; No Challenge)
Title: The First Time
Characters: Draco/Ginny
Prompt: Innocent
Word Count: 493
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
[She was nervous]
She was nervous. Terrified, actually. And the worst part was she knew he knew. Because no matter how hard she tried to look impassive, tried to look like this was a regular old Saturday night for her, her body was giving her away, one little motion at a time.
Her fingers were shaking, making popping open the buttons on her starched white shirt that much harder than it need be. Her legs were trembling. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could remain standing.
Her body was flushed, and not completely in the good way, but flushed with embarrassment.
But most of all, her eyes were giving her away.
She stared at the ground, but she knew he could see the fear in them.
She had just failed to open the top button on her shirt for the third time and was seriously contemplating whether it was possible to just sink right through the floor when a warm finger on her chin caused her to start.
Her head jerked up, and she stared in horror into his eyes.
Eyes that were strangely comforting. Eyes that were strangely empathetic. Eyes that were strangely not smirking at her and looking at her like she was just a conquest.
“It’s okay,” he said, and his voice was strangely gentle. “You don’t have to be nervous.”
“What if my brother finds out?” It was out of her mouth before she could help it. Her hand clasped over her lips, her face turning even redder than it was.
This time he did smirk.
“He won’t. I promise. No one is here.”
She let out a breath, deciding maybe she should just be honest. “I’m not very …. experienced,” she said, lowering her eyes to the floor. His reaction was the last thing she wanted to see.
She felt herself blush again.
“Okay, maybe I’m not very experienced at all actually.”
There was no response. She looked up, expecting that trademark smirk. Instead, he was smiling at her, really smiling at her.
“Neither am I,” he said.
“Ha!” she said. “That’s funny.”
“I’m serious.”
She cocked a brow. “You can’t be.”
“I am.”
She frowned. “But you and Pansy …”
“Just rumors.”
She stared at him, really stared at him. There was nothing that indicated he was joking.
“Well, Draco Malfoy,” she whispered.
But before she could say anything more, he had closed the space between them, his warm, soft lips meeting hers.
She was still terrified, but knowing his secret, suddenly everything shifted. Her hands became more confident as she began to undo his buttons. Her embarrassment faded as he slid her blouse off her shoulders, unveiling her small breasts. When he pushed her knickers to the floor, she spread her legs without hesitation.
And when she felt the incredible feeling of someone inside her for the first time ever, she let out a small gasp and closed her eyes, relishing the moment her innocence was finally lost.
Kristine | Puff | 16 points
Characters: Draco/Ginny
Prompt: Innocent
Word Count: 493
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
[She was nervous]
She was nervous. Terrified, actually. And the worst part was she knew he knew. Because no matter how hard she tried to look impassive, tried to look like this was a regular old Saturday night for her, her body was giving her away, one little motion at a time.
Her fingers were shaking, making popping open the buttons on her starched white shirt that much harder than it need be. Her legs were trembling. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could remain standing.
Her body was flushed, and not completely in the good way, but flushed with embarrassment.
But most of all, her eyes were giving her away.
She stared at the ground, but she knew he could see the fear in them.
She had just failed to open the top button on her shirt for the third time and was seriously contemplating whether it was possible to just sink right through the floor when a warm finger on her chin caused her to start.
Her head jerked up, and she stared in horror into his eyes.
Eyes that were strangely comforting. Eyes that were strangely empathetic. Eyes that were strangely not smirking at her and looking at her like she was just a conquest.
“It’s okay,” he said, and his voice was strangely gentle. “You don’t have to be nervous.”
“What if my brother finds out?” It was out of her mouth before she could help it. Her hand clasped over her lips, her face turning even redder than it was.
This time he did smirk.
“He won’t. I promise. No one is here.”
She let out a breath, deciding maybe she should just be honest. “I’m not very …. experienced,” she said, lowering her eyes to the floor. His reaction was the last thing she wanted to see.
She felt herself blush again.
“Okay, maybe I’m not very experienced at all actually.”
There was no response. She looked up, expecting that trademark smirk. Instead, he was smiling at her, really smiling at her.
“Neither am I,” he said.
“Ha!” she said. “That’s funny.”
“I’m serious.”
She cocked a brow. “You can’t be.”
“I am.”
She frowned. “But you and Pansy …”
“Just rumors.”
She stared at him, really stared at him. There was nothing that indicated he was joking.
“Well, Draco Malfoy,” she whispered.
But before she could say anything more, he had closed the space between them, his warm, soft lips meeting hers.
She was still terrified, but knowing his secret, suddenly everything shifted. Her hands became more confident as she began to undo his buttons. Her embarrassment faded as he slid her blouse off her shoulders, unveiling her small breasts. When he pushed her knickers to the floor, she spread her legs without hesitation.
And when she felt the incredible feeling of someone inside her for the first time ever, she let out a small gasp and closed her eyes, relishing the moment her innocence was finally lost.
Kristine | Puff | 16 points