Anal

Her skin is so soft and she fits quite neatly against him. His lips move along her neck, finding the sensitive spot over the vein which always responds so strongly to him. She lets out a breath, her arm looping behind her to curl around his neck, fingers sliding into his hair to keep his mouth where it is.

Luna shifts a little in his arms, rubbing back against him, feeling his erection press into the softness of her behind, wetting the small of her back.

Draco smiles, kisses wandering to her shoulder as he eases his knee between her legs, bringing his foot flat to the bed, thereby holding her legs open. His hand slipped from her stomach to her splayed legs, taking note of the wetness on her inner thighs. He thrusts against her ass, fingers stroking her open, gliding inside her.

The one leg hooked over his tightens as the sensation of his touch where she's burning most hotly brings Luna out in a fresh sweat, causing her back to arch and a soft sound of pleasure to pass her lips.

He loves her like this; breath heavy and unsteady, body yielding to him, made all the better knowing only he has ever seen her this way. She can be wild and gentle, sweet and demanding, and always open and giving. Luna will allow him anything if he will not deny her what she wants, and Draco has never denied her. She gives him everything he could want and a fair few things he didn't know he wanted; hadn't even had a name for until he got his hands on her.

His fingers slide out of her, seeking out her clit for a moment, applying a light pressure; nowhere near satisfying. A frustrated sound escapes her and Luna grasps his wrist as he moves away, trying to force him to give her the pressure she needs.

His breath is warm against her ear, his voice deeper and huskier than normal when he speaks. "Not yet, Luna. Not yet."

Her chest heaves, round firm breasts lifting a moment before she deigns to release her hold on his wrist. Luna doesn't like to force things, unless of course that happens to be the game they are playing, she's content enough to let things play out, let Draco do what he wants to do the way he allows her to do what she wants to do when she holds the position of power.

His hand slips back between her legs. She is warm and so very wet. Draco's tongue swipes along his lower lip, he can almost taste her, so familiar is she to him. He will taste her, but later. Right now he's content to touch, his fingers spreading her, holding her open for him to tease and touch as he pleases. She moans, a delightfully throaty sound and she's fluttering at each stroke, yet she's not hovering on the edge just yet.

His fingers leave her for a second time and she's left clench around nothing. They trail back, until one wet fingertip gently probes inside her ass and Luna's own jerky movements push his finger deeper. She whimpers his name.

Draco hadn't thought she would allow this. Even when they indulged in all manner of depravity together, Luna hadn't hinted she wanted him this way. Not until one day when he was trying and failing to concentrate on his transfiguration essay in the library. She had appeared at his shoulder, her voice a breathy whisper in his ear:

"It occurred to me, Draco. I'm still a virgin."

He smirked. "No you aren't. I should know."

"Yes I am; anally."

Draco froze, complete shock causing him to tighten his grip on his quill until it snapped in half. "W...what?"

"Meet me tonight, down by the Black Lake. I know a place."

And she disappeared as silently as she had appeared.

Luna shifts in his arms, trying to lift her hips and spread herself wider, and Draco groans, pressing his face into her neck at her offering. A second finger joins the first and she tightens around him, pushes against him and Draco's cock throbs in response. For a minute he thinks he might climax against her back and he knows its time to be inside her.

The head of his cock nudges between her cheeks, and she gives voice to the sensation ripping through her when he eases inside her. He surges and swells in response, his hips are moving, slowly and insistently. She's consumed by him and she's so hot she's shivering.

She's panting and Draco is trembling. He seeks out her clit and she bears down, drawing her orgasm up from her toes as pleasure flares and she falls over the edge with a heartfelt cry. Draco follows her instantly, a bruising grip on her hips and his orgasm rocks right through him.

Body heavy, struggling for breath, Draco pulls out of her, almost flopping back against the pillow, his body shivers with little aftershocks and she rolls back to stay close to him, stay touching him. His eyes are drawn to the rosy peaks of her breasts as she takes deeps breaths, her skin is dewy and flushed pink, and it is easy to see why he is so captivated by her.