D/G Pr0n
I've been working on this fic since, say, February? I got inspired around 11:30 so I decided to skip class and finish this fic. Yay for not going to class even though finals is next week and you're failing Philosophy but its good because you haven't been inspired to write D/G smut for about 2 months. >_<
This is the unbetaed version so I'm not posting it anywhere until
zasshi sends it back to me. But, considering that I just sent her 3 fics yesterday, I don't expect to see it until midway next week. Enjoy folks and review and concrit is always desired. :)
Title: Get Down Make Love
Author: nucking_futs
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: D/G
Warnings: PWP Angst+smut= PWP Angsty smut
Disclaimer: I don’t own HP or the rights to the lyrics of this song by NIN
Notes: This has been in my head for about a month. It is loosely related to “Until It Sleeps” but you don’t need to read that fic to get what is going on.
"How old were you when you first let a man make love to you? Next,
who was he? Next, how did you feel at the time? Next, how did you
feel afterward? What did you feel, what did you think, were you
pleased, frightened, ecstatic, disgusted? What did he say, what
words did you speak, that's what I want to know, now, tell me, now,
now, all of it, now, tell me, yes!"
Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
“So, was Potter your first?”
Ginny winced as he asked her that simple question. Draco had been asking her about that for the past month. She didn’t understand why. Well, she did understand in a way.
Draco Malfoy was cunning, conniving, spiteful, intelligent, arrogant, and blessed with more than his share of jealousy. He never liked to share, especially where she was concerned. She understood; they were married and no man liked to share their wife with anyone.
Even though Ginny and Harry had given up on any kind of relationship a long time ago, the Wizarding press made the marriage of Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy into another chapter of the Potter/Malfoy grudge match. The papers crowed that he had won this time but Ginny knew that he won her heart eight years ago with their first kiss.
It annoyed her though that he kept asking her about this. She snapped, “None of your business, Malfoy.”
Narrowing his eyes, Draco stared at her before she Apparated away.
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
For the next fortnight, he asked about it. Draco tried to forget about it but he learned that once he entertained that thought, it wouldn’t go away until he received an answer. Ginny refused to answer him, always telling him that he would be angry no matter what she said.
He knew that was true but now, he just needed to know. It wasn’t just about Potter; it was just that he just wanted, no needed to know who had been before him. All of the men who she had been with before they finally got together.
It was masculine pride that drove this desire. He couldn’t help but wonder if she ever compared him with the other men. Ginny said she didn’t but it just bloody niggled in the back of his mind.
You take my body
I give you heat
You say you hungry
I give you meat
I suck your mind
You blow my head
Make love - inside your bed
Everybody-
The situation was becoming untenable. He could tell that she was irritated with him but Draco was a Malfoy and Malfoys didn’t give up when they wanted something.
Ginny glared at him as she barged through their bedroom door. It irritated her to no end his obsession with her past. Somehow, Harry had found out about Draco’s insecurity and used it to bait Draco all night. And, of course, Draco always rose to the bait.
It wasn’t as if she had been a cow and slept with any wizard available. She felt as if she was being used, again, as a pawn in the eternal rivalry between Malfoy and Potter. Frankly, she was sick of it.
However, before she could open her mouth, he had her pinned to the wall, his mouth on hers.
Get down make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
She was soft and ready for him, as his tongue delved into her mouth. Draco sent up a silent prayer of thanks as Ginny’s arms wound around his neck, keeping him in place.
The kiss started out playfully but it quickly intensified as Draco lifted Ginny and pulled her flush against his body. Gasping for air, she ended the kiss as Draco’s lips trailed towards her neck. She cried out as he bit her collarbone then gasped as she felt her robes fall down to the floor.
Draco quickly divested himself of his robes, frantic with need to have the witch across from him against the wall. Nothing mattered now, no arguments, just the desire to be buried deep within her.
With slightly trembling hands, he pushed her knickers aside before entering her with one swift, hard thrust. Ginny stiffened, not expecting that before relaxing. Even though it was far from the first time, it still felt incredible each time she felt him inside of her.
He began to move as he lifted her legs around his waist. She locked her ankles together, pulling him closer. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hanging on for dear life as his thrusts became harsher, bumping her against the wall. But she nearly cried with distress as he abruptly stopped.
Draco adjusted himself, smirking as he heard the hiss from Ginny’s lips as he put himself where he wanted to be. Every time he moved, he would graze her clit, eliciting moans from Ginny. Then he groaned as he felt her tighten around his cock. He could tell that she was close. He began to thrust faster, feeling himself about to come as well.
Ginny screamed, her nails digging into his back as she came. Draco grunted; his control slipping as he moved one hand from holding her up to brace himself against the wall. With one last stroke, he came, his release echoing as he groaned her name.
Every time I get hot, you wanna cool down
Every time I get high, you wanna go down
You say it's enough, in fact it's too much
Every time I wanna get down, get down, make love
“I must say, I’m surprised that you keep asking me about it. Why does it matter so much,” Ginny asked, brushing her red hair over by the mirror.
Draco lounged on the bed, staring at his wife. He remarked, “It’s been bloody eating at me ever since I kissed you that day at Hogwarts. I had nightmares about you marrying someone else and having a lot of red-headed kids.”
Ginny let out an exasperated sigh. “That still doesn’t explain anything, Draco,” Ginny replied as she slipped off her sodden knickers.
Draco just stared at her while Ginny finished undressing.
He felt his mouth become dry as Ginny stood at the foot of the bed. He would never ever become used to seeing her naked; hell, he didn’t want to become used to seeing her body. He had seen plenty of gorgeous witches in his time, but none could compare to Ginny. Then he felt himself become hard all over again as she sunk one knee into the bed mattress.
I can squeeze, you can shake me
I can feel when you break me
Come on so heavy-then you take me
You make love, you make love, you make love, you make love
You can make – everybody
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Ginny crouched over Draco, her hair falling around her face and neck, teasing his chest. Her palms were planted on the bed just above his shoulders. She slightly bit his left ear as she bent down and whispered, “You just will not quit. Most men wouldn’t want to know about their wives’ ex-lovers. I never asked you about yours.”
“Well, you didn’t have to ask, my love life was in all of the tabloids,” Draco murmured as his fingers brushed her hair.
He pressed a soft kiss on her collarbone, making Ginny shiver. Ginny fought for her already slipping control, put out her left hand and commanded, “Accio wand!”
Then she tipped the wand to Draco’s lips and said, “Silencio.”
Then, she gave him a slow grin that scared him yet made him even hotter for her. “Hmm, I guess I’ll tell you. It’s probably against my best interests but well, you’ve asked for it,” Ginny murmured, her lips and warm breath teasing the shell of his outer ear.
Every time I get high, you wanna go down
Every time I get hot you say you wanna cool down
You say it's enough, in fact it's too much
Every time I wanna get down, get down, get down make love
“Since you are so bloody interested, I might as well start from the beginning,” Ginny started, trailing a finger over Draco’s lips. He sucked the finger into his mouth, his eyes locking onto hers. She gasped as a delicious shudder went through her body but she didn’t allow herself to be distracted.
She continued, “Despite what everyone thinks, Harry wasn’t my first, Michael was. If everyone had known, I would have been considered a slut,” as she bit his neck. Then she kissed the area while her fingers trailed down around his chest. Then she said, “I moved on to Dean the next year. I’ll spare you the gory details because I know that you aren’t interested in all of that.”
While she was talking, Ginny moved down Draco’s body to where her head was level with his chest. She teased his nipples with her fingers while she said, “I didn’t date sixth year of course, with the war and everything. The only thing that I did sixth year was kiss you.”
Her tongue darted out, licking his right nipple. Ginny looked up; Draco’s lips were parted and if he wasn’t silenced, he would have been moaning. She sucked his nipple, feeling his body arch closer to his. She let go of it with a pop, the nipple glistening before she repeated her efforts on its twin. While she was doing it, her fingers were caressing the hair right above his cock. She purred, “Of course, I dated Harry but Harry had enough issues then that I actually didn’t fuck him. So, you don’t have to be jealous of Harry being with me first because it didn’t happen.”
She kissed her way down, over his stomach and belly button to his groin. She licked the tip of his cock, causing a shudder to ripple through Draco’s body. She smirked and said, “Of course, there is Oliver Wood. It was just a rebound thing for him but that is pretty much it for the men before you.”
Then, she took the tip into her mouth, sucking on it as a hand began to pump his cock. Draco moaned, not caring that he was silent. It felt fucking good and… Ginny stopped.
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Ginny giggled as she looked down at her husband. He was so adorable silent, his scowl telling her that he was ready to be able to speak again. She shifted a bit; she was aroused and a prone Draco beneath her was making her even wetter. Then Ginny scowled; her displeasure was evident on her face. She said, “I hope you are satisfied.”
Draco begged her with his eyes to continue, his hands reaching out to grab her waist as she went back to straddling his hips. She leaned down, her breasts barely touching his chest as she reached over to grab her wand. She removed the silencing charm then squealed as she found herself on her back.
Draco gritted out, “You were right, I didn’t really want to know about your past.”
His hands grasped her ass as he kissed the hollow of her throat. He gently spread her legs, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her arousal. He entered her on a slight constriction, causing Ginny to sigh with pleasure. Draco asked, “Guess what your reward is for being such a tease?”
Ginny arched up, bringing Draco deeper before replying, “What is it?”
He withdrew to where only the tip was still inside before saying, “I get to fuck your brains out.”
He thrust, a deep stroke penetrating deep to the womb. Ginny’s body shook with the force of it, her hands clutching him closer. Draco rode her, his hands underneath her ass, tilting her into the position that he wanted. She locked her legs around his waist, keeping him close.
It was slower than last time, a bit more languid as Draco was determined to drive Ginny crazy like she did earlier with her teasing. His strokes were hard then soft, intended to draw it out. It worked as Ginny began to beg, “Harder, harder.”
He began to suckle one of her breasts, adjusting his pace to where he was thrusting harder and longer while a finger began to tease her clit. Ginny began to scream, her name coming from her lips as she neared her release. Draco shifted, a particularly hard stroke causing Ginny to come with a sob.
Draco groaned; Ginny was tight and her convulsions were spurring him over the edge. He came, his body shuddering with the force. He collapsed as the last ripples of their orgasms rippled through their bodies.
After what felt like a lifetime, Draco moved off of Ginny, resting on his forearms. He smiled down at her, one of his rare, genuine smiles. Ginny smiled and brushed a stray lock of hair off of Draco’s forehead. Then he smirked and Ginny arched her eyebrows and asked, “What?”
“Its good to know that I managed to get the better of Potter in one thing,” Draco drawled.
Ginny exclaimed, “Draco,” before falling victim to a fit of the giggles. She should have known; Draco always had a one track mind.
Every time I get high, you wanna go down
Every time I get hot you say you wanna cool down
You say it's enough, in fact it's too much
Every time I wanna get down, get down, get down make love
This is the unbetaed version so I'm not posting it anywhere until
zasshi sends it back to me. But, considering that I just sent her 3 fics yesterday, I don't expect to see it until midway next week. Enjoy folks and review and concrit is always desired. :)Title: Get Down Make Love
Author: nucking_futs
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: D/G
Warnings: PWP Angst+smut= PWP Angsty smut
Disclaimer: I don’t own HP or the rights to the lyrics of this song by NIN
Notes: This has been in my head for about a month. It is loosely related to “Until It Sleeps” but you don’t need to read that fic to get what is going on.
"How old were you when you first let a man make love to you? Next,
who was he? Next, how did you feel at the time? Next, how did you
feel afterward? What did you feel, what did you think, were you
pleased, frightened, ecstatic, disgusted? What did he say, what
words did you speak, that's what I want to know, now, tell me, now,
now, all of it, now, tell me, yes!"
Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
“So, was Potter your first?”
Ginny winced as he asked her that simple question. Draco had been asking her about that for the past month. She didn’t understand why. Well, she did understand in a way.
Draco Malfoy was cunning, conniving, spiteful, intelligent, arrogant, and blessed with more than his share of jealousy. He never liked to share, especially where she was concerned. She understood; they were married and no man liked to share their wife with anyone.
Even though Ginny and Harry had given up on any kind of relationship a long time ago, the Wizarding press made the marriage of Ginny Weasley and Draco Malfoy into another chapter of the Potter/Malfoy grudge match. The papers crowed that he had won this time but Ginny knew that he won her heart eight years ago with their first kiss.
It annoyed her though that he kept asking her about this. She snapped, “None of your business, Malfoy.”
Narrowing his eyes, Draco stared at her before she Apparated away.
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
For the next fortnight, he asked about it. Draco tried to forget about it but he learned that once he entertained that thought, it wouldn’t go away until he received an answer. Ginny refused to answer him, always telling him that he would be angry no matter what she said.
He knew that was true but now, he just needed to know. It wasn’t just about Potter; it was just that he just wanted, no needed to know who had been before him. All of the men who she had been with before they finally got together.
It was masculine pride that drove this desire. He couldn’t help but wonder if she ever compared him with the other men. Ginny said she didn’t but it just bloody niggled in the back of his mind.
You take my body
I give you heat
You say you hungry
I give you meat
I suck your mind
You blow my head
Make love - inside your bed
Everybody-
The situation was becoming untenable. He could tell that she was irritated with him but Draco was a Malfoy and Malfoys didn’t give up when they wanted something.
Ginny glared at him as she barged through their bedroom door. It irritated her to no end his obsession with her past. Somehow, Harry had found out about Draco’s insecurity and used it to bait Draco all night. And, of course, Draco always rose to the bait.
It wasn’t as if she had been a cow and slept with any wizard available. She felt as if she was being used, again, as a pawn in the eternal rivalry between Malfoy and Potter. Frankly, she was sick of it.
However, before she could open her mouth, he had her pinned to the wall, his mouth on hers.
Get down make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
She was soft and ready for him, as his tongue delved into her mouth. Draco sent up a silent prayer of thanks as Ginny’s arms wound around his neck, keeping him in place.
The kiss started out playfully but it quickly intensified as Draco lifted Ginny and pulled her flush against his body. Gasping for air, she ended the kiss as Draco’s lips trailed towards her neck. She cried out as he bit her collarbone then gasped as she felt her robes fall down to the floor.
Draco quickly divested himself of his robes, frantic with need to have the witch across from him against the wall. Nothing mattered now, no arguments, just the desire to be buried deep within her.
With slightly trembling hands, he pushed her knickers aside before entering her with one swift, hard thrust. Ginny stiffened, not expecting that before relaxing. Even though it was far from the first time, it still felt incredible each time she felt him inside of her.
He began to move as he lifted her legs around his waist. She locked her ankles together, pulling him closer. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hanging on for dear life as his thrusts became harsher, bumping her against the wall. But she nearly cried with distress as he abruptly stopped.
Draco adjusted himself, smirking as he heard the hiss from Ginny’s lips as he put himself where he wanted to be. Every time he moved, he would graze her clit, eliciting moans from Ginny. Then he groaned as he felt her tighten around his cock. He could tell that she was close. He began to thrust faster, feeling himself about to come as well.
Ginny screamed, her nails digging into his back as she came. Draco grunted; his control slipping as he moved one hand from holding her up to brace himself against the wall. With one last stroke, he came, his release echoing as he groaned her name.
Every time I get hot, you wanna cool down
Every time I get high, you wanna go down
You say it's enough, in fact it's too much
Every time I wanna get down, get down, make love
“I must say, I’m surprised that you keep asking me about it. Why does it matter so much,” Ginny asked, brushing her red hair over by the mirror.
Draco lounged on the bed, staring at his wife. He remarked, “It’s been bloody eating at me ever since I kissed you that day at Hogwarts. I had nightmares about you marrying someone else and having a lot of red-headed kids.”
Ginny let out an exasperated sigh. “That still doesn’t explain anything, Draco,” Ginny replied as she slipped off her sodden knickers.
Draco just stared at her while Ginny finished undressing.
He felt his mouth become dry as Ginny stood at the foot of the bed. He would never ever become used to seeing her naked; hell, he didn’t want to become used to seeing her body. He had seen plenty of gorgeous witches in his time, but none could compare to Ginny. Then he felt himself become hard all over again as she sunk one knee into the bed mattress.
I can squeeze, you can shake me
I can feel when you break me
Come on so heavy-then you take me
You make love, you make love, you make love, you make love
You can make – everybody
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Ginny crouched over Draco, her hair falling around her face and neck, teasing his chest. Her palms were planted on the bed just above his shoulders. She slightly bit his left ear as she bent down and whispered, “You just will not quit. Most men wouldn’t want to know about their wives’ ex-lovers. I never asked you about yours.”
“Well, you didn’t have to ask, my love life was in all of the tabloids,” Draco murmured as his fingers brushed her hair.
He pressed a soft kiss on her collarbone, making Ginny shiver. Ginny fought for her already slipping control, put out her left hand and commanded, “Accio wand!”
Then she tipped the wand to Draco’s lips and said, “Silencio.”
Then, she gave him a slow grin that scared him yet made him even hotter for her. “Hmm, I guess I’ll tell you. It’s probably against my best interests but well, you’ve asked for it,” Ginny murmured, her lips and warm breath teasing the shell of his outer ear.
Every time I get high, you wanna go down
Every time I get hot you say you wanna cool down
You say it's enough, in fact it's too much
Every time I wanna get down, get down, get down make love
“Since you are so bloody interested, I might as well start from the beginning,” Ginny started, trailing a finger over Draco’s lips. He sucked the finger into his mouth, his eyes locking onto hers. She gasped as a delicious shudder went through her body but she didn’t allow herself to be distracted.
She continued, “Despite what everyone thinks, Harry wasn’t my first, Michael was. If everyone had known, I would have been considered a slut,” as she bit his neck. Then she kissed the area while her fingers trailed down around his chest. Then she said, “I moved on to Dean the next year. I’ll spare you the gory details because I know that you aren’t interested in all of that.”
While she was talking, Ginny moved down Draco’s body to where her head was level with his chest. She teased his nipples with her fingers while she said, “I didn’t date sixth year of course, with the war and everything. The only thing that I did sixth year was kiss you.”
Her tongue darted out, licking his right nipple. Ginny looked up; Draco’s lips were parted and if he wasn’t silenced, he would have been moaning. She sucked his nipple, feeling his body arch closer to his. She let go of it with a pop, the nipple glistening before she repeated her efforts on its twin. While she was doing it, her fingers were caressing the hair right above his cock. She purred, “Of course, I dated Harry but Harry had enough issues then that I actually didn’t fuck him. So, you don’t have to be jealous of Harry being with me first because it didn’t happen.”
She kissed her way down, over his stomach and belly button to his groin. She licked the tip of his cock, causing a shudder to ripple through Draco’s body. She smirked and said, “Of course, there is Oliver Wood. It was just a rebound thing for him but that is pretty much it for the men before you.”
Then, she took the tip into her mouth, sucking on it as a hand began to pump his cock. Draco moaned, not caring that he was silent. It felt fucking good and… Ginny stopped.
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Get down, make love
Ginny giggled as she looked down at her husband. He was so adorable silent, his scowl telling her that he was ready to be able to speak again. She shifted a bit; she was aroused and a prone Draco beneath her was making her even wetter. Then Ginny scowled; her displeasure was evident on her face. She said, “I hope you are satisfied.”
Draco begged her with his eyes to continue, his hands reaching out to grab her waist as she went back to straddling his hips. She leaned down, her breasts barely touching his chest as she reached over to grab her wand. She removed the silencing charm then squealed as she found herself on her back.
Draco gritted out, “You were right, I didn’t really want to know about your past.”
His hands grasped her ass as he kissed the hollow of her throat. He gently spread her legs, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her arousal. He entered her on a slight constriction, causing Ginny to sigh with pleasure. Draco asked, “Guess what your reward is for being such a tease?”
Ginny arched up, bringing Draco deeper before replying, “What is it?”
He withdrew to where only the tip was still inside before saying, “I get to fuck your brains out.”
He thrust, a deep stroke penetrating deep to the womb. Ginny’s body shook with the force of it, her hands clutching him closer. Draco rode her, his hands underneath her ass, tilting her into the position that he wanted. She locked her legs around his waist, keeping him close.
It was slower than last time, a bit more languid as Draco was determined to drive Ginny crazy like she did earlier with her teasing. His strokes were hard then soft, intended to draw it out. It worked as Ginny began to beg, “Harder, harder.”
He began to suckle one of her breasts, adjusting his pace to where he was thrusting harder and longer while a finger began to tease her clit. Ginny began to scream, her name coming from her lips as she neared her release. Draco shifted, a particularly hard stroke causing Ginny to come with a sob.
Draco groaned; Ginny was tight and her convulsions were spurring him over the edge. He came, his body shuddering with the force. He collapsed as the last ripples of their orgasms rippled through their bodies.
After what felt like a lifetime, Draco moved off of Ginny, resting on his forearms. He smiled down at her, one of his rare, genuine smiles. Ginny smiled and brushed a stray lock of hair off of Draco’s forehead. Then he smirked and Ginny arched her eyebrows and asked, “What?”
“Its good to know that I managed to get the better of Potter in one thing,” Draco drawled.
Ginny exclaimed, “Draco,” before falling victim to a fit of the giggles. She should have known; Draco always had a one track mind.
Every time I get high, you wanna go down
Every time I get hot you say you wanna cool down
You say it's enough, in fact it's too much
Every time I wanna get down, get down, get down make love