Stress Relief

A/N: I admit, I have a total soft spot for Draco and Pansy. I was really hoping that they would end up married at the end, but unfortunately the name of the woman he did marry will remain a mystery. I don’t know if JKR mentioned what Draco does for a living, but for now we’ll just say he works at Gringotts

Setting: Eight years after the seventh book. If I did the math right, Draco should be about 25 when his son was born.

Warnings: Smut (duh), semi fluffy also.

“Stress Relief”

Draco Malfoy had just apparated back to his lavish home after what had to be the worst day of work he had experienced. He enjoyed working at Gringotts bank, but there were some days he wondered why had ever picked the job. But, despite the set backs, there were many perks Draco enjoyed. His family had one of the largest vaults, and surprisingly many of his co-workers respected him. He sometimes wondered if that respect came from the fear that his father was still in the practice of hexing people.

Stepping inside to the main hall, Draco dropped his brief case right next to the door, not wanting to look at it for the next couple of days. As soon as the brief case left his hand, the stress seemingly left his body and mind. Instead, his mind became filled with thoughts of his wife, who was surely waiting for him upstairs.

Draco could still remember the first day he met Pansy Parkinson. It was in the Great Hall during the sorting ceremony after he had been sorted into Slytherin. Shortly afterward, Pansy had been sorted as well and sat down right next to him. She seemed a little shy around him at first, but proved to have a very fiery personality. She was bold and exciting, and that’s what Draco liked about her.

For their first three years at Hogwarts, Draco enjoyed the attention he received from Pansy, but he never really fancied her in the way she wanted. It wasn’t until their fourth year that Draco became really interested in Pansy. During the Yule Ball, Draco let Pansy know how he felt, and it was history from there.

His mind drifted to a hot summer night before sixth year a when he and Pansy made love for the first time. Pansy had sent him an owl, informing him that her parents were gone on holiday for a week and that she desperately wanted to see him. Not giving a second thought, he used the floo network and was at her house in seconds. It wasn’t long before they had made it to Pansy’s bedroom and practically tore each other’s clothes off. Draco did not leave until the very early hours of the morning.

With an extra bounce to his step, Draco headed up the long staircase and down the east wing toward the bedroom he and Pansy shared. He opened the oak French doors and stopped dead in his tracks. There stood his wife, wearing the most shear piece of clothing he had ever seen in his life. The black chemise she wore was completely see through and went to the top of her thighs. She wore a matching pair of laced black panties as well as black thigh high stockings. Draco was completely taken aback by the lovely sight before him.

“Pansy…” was all he could say.

Pansy smiled seductively, “Do you like it? I saw you eyeing it at the boutique we went to the other day.”

“I love it,” managed Draco as Pansy walked towards him.

Pansy flipped her now shoulder length hair over shoulder in a flirty manner as Draco took her into his arms. She looked absolutely captivating, and her dark eyes were smoldering with deep passion. The added glow to her face from the life growing inside her made her even more beautiful.

It was exactly a month since Draco and Pansy found out they were expecting. It came as a little bit of a shock, seeing as both of them wanted to wait a couple more years before starting a family. But, after a couple of weeks both were excited beyond belief. Draco’s mother was so excited that she ran out immediately and bought a whole set of baby clothes. His father on the other hand was excited for a different reason. The child would create yet another heir to the Malfoy estate.

Pansy giggled slightly, “Are you just going to stand their and gawk at me, love?”

“Even though I am enjoying the view,” began Draco. “I’d much rather do something a little more worthwhile.”

Draco cupped his wife’s face in his hands and brought her into a deep, slow kiss. Pansy wrapped her arms around Draco’s strong back, crushing her scantily clad body into his. She gasped into his hungry mouth as he kissed her. His mouth was always so greedy. Her lips softened under his onslaught, wanting more and more. Then his kisses gentled as he coaxed her mouth open. His tongue slid into her mouth and Pansy’s knees went weak. But his strong hands kept her upright as they kissed, sliding over the gentle curve of her hips.

Pansy smiled playfully when their kiss broke. She easily slithered out of Draco’s grip and sauntered over to their large, four poster bed. She slide into the middle of the down softness of the bed and centered herself, eyeing Draco hungrily. Draco’s gray eyes burned into hers when she spread her legs, showing him exactly how excited she was.

Draco stood at the foot of their bed, admiring the sight before him. Pansy’s high cheek bones were already a light shade of pink, and her chest heaving with need. Without warning he pounced, covering Pansy’s lithe body with his own. She wrapped her long legs around Draco’s waist, feeling his hardened erection pressing into her warmth. Her entire body shivered when Draco captured her mouth in yet another burning kiss.
Pansy’s small hands began to unbutton Draco’s dress shirt. Despite the fact she was trembling, she made quick work of it and tossed it carelessly onto the floor. She gazed at Draco’s toned body momentarily before his lips lowered and latched onto her neck. They traveled to the particularly sensitive spot behind Pansy’s ear, which made her writhe and moan beneath him.

“Draco!” she gasped, digging her long nails into his arm.

His burning lips left a trail over her neck while he slowly removed the chemise from Pansy’s body. Her cream white skin was now flushed pink and her high nipples were red and stiff. He gentle ran his tongue over each bud, savoring each moan and whimper from Pansy’s mouth. Pansy tangled her fingers in Draco’s hair as he slowly suckled her right nipple. His hot seeking mouth and tongue teased her breasts skillfully, arousing his wife even more than she was before. Helplessly, she arched her back and pushed her breast further into his mouth.

Smiling into her soft skin, Draco’s lips traveled to her smooth stomach. He placed gentle kisses all over her stomach soothingly before going lower. He hooked his index finger in her lace panties, now soaking wet arousal, and pulled them down her legs. After throwing them over his shoulder, he eagerly began nipping at the inside of her thigh. As soon he would near her center, he would teasingly kiss away and then back down only to go back up once more. He could feel Pansy’s thighs quivering with each kiss.

“Draco, please!” Pansy begged, gripping his hair tightly. “Stop teasing me.”

Draco looked up at her, “As you wish.”

Slowly, he ran his tongue lightly over her folds. Pansy arched her back as electric shocked ran up and down her spine. She could feel him lick her folds with his hot greedy tongue and whimpered. She gave a louder cry when she looked down to see Draco’s head buried between her thighs. The erotic sight was almost enough to send her over the edge.

Draco could hear her cries and moans and they made his temperature skyrocket. He ran his tongue lightly up her folds and sucked her nub rhythmically. Her cries were getting more frantic as he pushed a finger inside her wetness and began a thrusting motion that echoed the rhythm he had sucking on her clitoris. Pansy could feel the pleasure crash over her in waves as Draco slowly pushed his finger in and out of her.

“Draco!” Pansy cried when she felt a second finger enter her.

His rhythm never faltered. His tongue never ceased its ministrations on her clit as his fingered thrust into her willing body. Pansy’s body was enslaved to the passion that was coursing through her veins. Draco’s tongue was so skilled and knew all the places that would drive her body wild.

When a third finger entered her, Pansy threw her head back with a loud cry. In a daze, she saw her hips arch into his buried face and her stocking covered leg wrap around his shoulder. Then, she saw no more as a mind numbing orgasm shook her body relentlessly. Draco felt her juices flow onto his tongue and savored the sweet taste of it.

Draco lifted his mouth off of Pansy’s pussy, gazing at her flushed face. Her crawled back up her body and was pulled into a slow, passionate kiss. Pansy could taste herself on Draco’s tongue, finding it strangely erotic.

“Merlin, Draco,” panted Pansy as she sprawled on her back amongst the now wrinkled comforter. “I need you inside of me.”

Draco needed no other orders. He quickly undid his pants and removed them along with his boxers. He covered her trembling body quickly. He squeezed then caressed her breasts as he rubbed himself up and down her wet cleft teasingly as Pansy moaned in frustration. His mouth nipped at her hard red nipple as his other hand rubbed her other breast. And he still teased her as he reached a hand down to rub the head of his swollen cock over her sensitive clitoris again and again.

“Draco, fuck me please!” Pansy begged.

“Vixen,” Draco teased. “You’re always so hot and needy.”

Finally with one slow thrust, he buried his cock all the way to the hilt. Pansy shrieked with pleasure and wrapped her legs around his waist. Draco was always amazed at how tight Pansy felt. He remained deep inside for only a moment before slowly thrusting in and out of her fever pitched body.

“More!” Pansy gasped. “Please!”

Draco pulled her hips up higher and thrust his hot engorged cock deep inside her slick sheath. He closed his eyes and growled. She was just so hot and tight. Her little hands clutched at his arms as he moved over her with long hard thrusts into her softness. Pansy’s voice filled the room as he drove in and out of her, filling her the way she needed which each thrust. She looked up at his face dark with passion and desire and shivered as his strong hands moved her hips up so he could ram as much of his cock as he could get inside her. Shivers of raw excitement ran up and down her spine as Draco invaded her aching pussy.

Draco’s mouth captured hers in a long drawn out kiss. His tongue dipped and explored her eager mouth as his hips moved between her thighs relentlessly. He buried his face in her neck and whispered in her ear hotly. Pansy’s fingernails drove into his back now, leaving tiny red, crescent shaped marks.
“You can feel how hard you make me, can’t you,” panted Draco.

“Yes!” moaned Pansy, feeling her lower body heat with excitement all over again.

“You are going to stay here all night so I can show you again and again how desirable you are,” said Draco as he kissed her throat.

“I’ll do anything you want!” cried Pansy. “But please don’t stop!”

Pansy closed her eyes and practically screamed as her body shook from the inside out. She could feel the waves pulse over her body again and again. She opened her eyes and watched Draco ram into her pussy over and over again, both of their orgasm on the verge or erupting.

Draco felt swept along a tide of arousal as he delved into her cleft again and again. He could feel her sheath fluttering against his driving erection and he drove into her harder. He was rewarded when her voice began to call his name brokenly as she shuddered underneath him. He drove into her harder and faster still. He panted as his orgasm began to bursts over his senses.

“Pansy!” Draco cried brokenly as he spurted his essence deep inside her.

Pansy tightly squeezed Draco’s waist tightly with her legs, “Oooh, Draco!”

Her back arched against Draco’s body as her orgasm took her. Draco’s heaving body collapsed on top of hers and she immediately wrapped her arms around him. The moments passed by slowly as their bodies returned to normal temperature and their breathing slowed.

Draco raised his head to look into his wife’s face. Her dark hair was splattered about the pillow in a sort of halo shape. He placed light kisses on her forehead and brushed the errant stands of hair away from her face.

“Draco?” Pansy asked a little drowsily. “Were you serious when you said you would show me how desirable I am…again…and again?”

“Very serious,” said Draco, eyeing Pansy hungrily.

~FIN~

A/N: There you go, my second het fic. I know Draco may seem OOC, but I think this is how he would be around Pansy. He’s still the mudblood hating, pureblood loving Draco we all know and love.

-I also have an original fic up if anyone is interested! It’s called “November Rain”. If you do read it, please review [: