It was late evening now, and Sky was lounging in the Slytherin common room. Or sort of, anyways. The brunette was sitting on the floor, between the legs of her blonde boyfriend who had taken it upon himself to pull her back against his chest, while he sat behind her with his back leaning against the couch. On a cushion. Because Draco Malfoy wouldn't sit on the dirty floor.

Skyler had grinned in amusement at his face when she had suggested sitting on the ground, and even more so when he had pointed out that there was a perfectly good couch to sit on. Eventually though he had grumbled something unintelligible about her getting too spoiled and pulled a cushion from the couch with a slight sneer.

His antics had the brunette biting her lip to keep from laughing at him, but a small giggle escaped her lips and as a result she had been pulled down to sit with her back against his chest, and told that she didn't get a cushion since she wanted to sit on the floor.

This only made the teen rolls her eyes, but a smug grin played on her lips as she pulled her new broom servicing kit over to her and opened it. Practices had been rather brutal lately, Draco getting them prepared for what was considered the most anticipated match of the season at Hogwarts which would take place the following weekend. So Sky was taking it upon herself to fine tune their brooms for the both of them.

She never complained about practice, and enjoyed them no matter how harsh her blonde boyfriend was. The Slytherin enjoyed being a fair part of the team, and that Draco treated her just as he did all the other members when they were at practice. A content smile flitted onto her lip as she laid her broom off to the side, pulling his over and laying it across her lap and his legs, deciding to service his first.

Sky grabbed the broom polish and the rag from her kit and set to work, enjoying the warmth from both the fireplace in front of them and her boyfriend. The common room was pretty empty, save a few gossiping females over in the corner who were whispering and whatnot, but the brunette didn't pay any mind. Her hand worked over his broom with practiced precision, giving off the impression that the girl both knew what she was doing, and knew how to take care of the things she treasured. Sure, it wasn't her broom, but it was Draco's, and she would treat it with just as much care as she did her own.

"How was Hogsmeade?" She questioned lightly, and quietly, honest curiosity coloring her tone as she continued to work on his broom. They hadn't really talked much about their day spent apart, and she really was curious as to what the older Slytherin had done while she was off with Harry in London. A teasing smirk made its presence on her lips, though she knew he couldn't see it. "I hope you remembered to get me lots and lots of chocolate."

Draco was absolutely worn out after his day in Hogsmeade. His girlfriend had taken him by surprise when she lugged both their brooms into the common room and sat on the floor with the servicing kit he’d bought her on the first weekend at the village, and he’d thrown a mini-fit about it, since that floor was dirty as all hell and Draco wasn’t about to sit where the little nasty firsties had stood with who knows what on their shoes.

Since she didn’t seem likely to stop bugging him about sitting with her, Draco plopped a couch cushion on the floor and sat on it, pulling her close to him and relaxing comfortably. ”You do realize you’re going to have to send those pants to be washed about five times before they are truly clean, right?” he asked with a raised brow before kissing her neck and settling in for a comfortable stretch of her making both their brooms nice and prepped for the upcoming match against Potter’s team.

Of course, she asked how the village was, and Draco had to bite his cheek before he could answer. He didn’t want to tell her he’d fought with his cousin. She shouldn’t have to worry about anything else concerning Leyton, and it wasn’t that big of a deal. The boy was just an idiot. There was nothing to do to fix that, so Draco didn’t really care to dwell on it. Instead, he flicked his wand, summoning his bag and grinning at her. He watched for a while as she stroked his broom, polishing it with those soft hands… He could feel himself growing hard just from watching the gesture. He groaned and shifted behind her so that she could feel what she was doing to him.

”Fail snake… you are making polishing a broom much too sexy,” he muttered, kissing her neck again and suckling a bit at it before pulling away and digging into his bag. The blonde pulled out a couple large sacks from Honeydukes, dropping the heavy loads in her lap with a large grin. ”I know you like nuts in your chocolate, so I got you everything they had with nuts. If there’s anything you don’t like, just let me know for future reference.” He was rather proud of himself, really. He’d gotten her a grand total of over five pounds of chocolate. Hopefully that would at least make up for a little bit of his previous stupidity.

And to make up for the rest of it… Draco pulled a black velvet box from his bag and shoved the satchel aside, focusing solely on that box and the girl between his legs. ”If you don’t like it, you don’t have to wear it. I’ll get you something better. I just… I want you to know how sorry I am for what I put you through. And that I love you. And I’ll always be with you, even if you’re seemingly alone.” At that, he opened the box, revealing a platinum necklace with a little dragon pendant. Its eyes were diamonds, shining different shades of silver depending on the angle, just as Draco’s own eyes changed.

”Is it stupid? I know, it’s stupid. I’ll get you something better. I promise. I… I’ll get you something perfect.” Draco didn’t even know what that would be, but he was determined to do the best he could, and then double it. He’d probably never figure out something that he’d deem good enough, but he’d keep trying. He just wanted to show her how much she meant to him. Why was that so hard?

It didn't escape Skyler that he didn't answer her question about Hogsmeade, but the teen let it go. She was curious as to why he didn't, but for once the brunette kept herself from pushing a subject with Draco. She knew if she did, he might find reason to question her time in London with Harry, and Sky wasn't sure she wanted to answer any questions about that just yet. Things had gotten especially complicated and confusing for her in regards to the Gryffindor, and she didn't want to lie to her boyfriend. She just wasn't prepared to answer the questions he would undoubtedly ask, because she herself didn't know the answers just yet.

She also knew why he had not asked yet already. They seemed to have come to some unspoken agreement to avoid the topic of her Gryffindor friend at all costs, and the blonde hadn't been happy with her choice to let Harry accompany her and not him. The brunette wasn't stupid. She knew Draco was itching to rip Harry a new one since she had confessed about the kiss she had shared with the raven haired boy. It was better to not mention him at all unless she absolutely had to, just as they never discussed or mentioned Leyton.

Skyler used the silence that fell between them to force her complicated and confusing thought and feelings about the Gryffindor into a box and shove it away for the time being. It certainly wasn't the time or place to be dwelling on them and trying to figure them out, especially when Draco's obvious arousal was pressing into her lower back. "Maybe if you're nice I'll service your other broom." She replied teasingly, a playful smirk playing on her lips.

Her hand stilled on his racing broom, a pink tinge tinting her cheeks at his words and a full body shudder flowing through her body as he sucked on her neck softly. Skyler tilted her head slightly to allow him better access, her eyes fluttering shut of their own accord. It felt like ages since he had done such things, and since she had felt aroused herself. A small whimper escaped her lips when his were removed from her neck, and the brunette was tempted to glare at him for teasing her so when he dumped to bags full of chocolate into her lap.

The Slytherin squealed in delight, her purple eyes lighting up in pleasure. "Drake you are without a doubt the best boyfriend ever!!" Sky exclaimed, already rummaging through the sacks to see what all he had gotten her. Merlin! It was a lot of chocolate. But there was no doubt she would go through it all in no time at all. The brunette could live off the stuff if one allowed her too. "And they all have nuts? Ooh!! You are so getting laid later!!" She grinned at him widely.

It took a moment for the teen to realize what she had said, and when she didn't the blush was impossible to fight back. "Did I really just say that out loud?" She questioned more to herself than anything else. Had she been given more time, the brunette might've managed to be properly embarrassed, but as it were, the chocolate apparently wasn't the only thing her boyfriend had to surprise her with.

Sky gazed at the black box warily. The teen had never been good at receiving gifts. And she was quite certain it wasn't chocolate in this one. Sweets were one things. Jewelry was quite another. She also knew Draco, which meant it was probably something incredibly expensive, and it never sat well with her for him to spend so much on her. Only the reminder of their first date in Hogsmeade kept any remarks from passing her lips, and Skyler braced herself even as she wanted to speak and tell him he didn't need to get her anything or apologize. They were both trying to put it all behind them.

Words were beyond her though when he opened it to reveal what she felt she would always consider the most perfect and beautiful piece of jewelry she had ever seen. Skyler didn't own much jewelry, and wore even less. Actually, she didn't wear any. It just didn't suit her. But at first sight the teen knew this she would wear, proudly, and never take off.

Her eyes widened, in both astonishment and appreciation for the dragon piece that was just so Draco her lips automatically curled into a soft and adoring smile. Her obvious delight grew when the diamond eyes caught the light, throwing various shades of silver that were uncannily like the various shades her boyfriend's went through depending on emotion. Skyler pressed a finger to his lips, eyes never leaving the gorgeous necklace he presented her with as she did so.

For a moment all she could do was stare at it. It was so Draco-like it almost made it real. Her heart seemed to grow and expand, and emotions flitted through those vibrant eyes before settling finally on love and adoration. Only then did the teen speak, and when she did her voice was just as soft, and her tone just as adoring. "It's perfect, Drake. It's absolutely, amazingly perfect." Sky wanted to reassure him, because it was obvious he had been worried she would hate it or protest, as she had protested the broom and the Quidditch gear. But this was completely different. It was completely unique. It was completely Draco. And that made the necklace already priceless to her.

She swiftly moved the sacks of chocolate out of her lap and off to the side, turning around in his lap enough to where she could claim his lips in a sweet and loving kiss. Pulling back, Skyler couldn't contain the blush that swept her face and smiled shyly at him. "I love it. And I love you. Will you put it on for me?" She asked just as shyly, and for once not embarrassed by it. The brunette had never so easily accepted a gift, especially when she knew it was expensive. But the necklace was such a good representation of her boyfriend that she couldn't help herself. She truly loved it, and would cherish it always, just as she did him.

The fact that she had actually said he’d be getting laid tonight should have made Draco smirk pompously, but he was so damn worried she wouldn’t like the necklace that he couldn’t focus on being his usual proud self. Instead he fidgeted until her finger touched his lips and she proclaimed the gift to be perfect, when he let out a deep breath he hadn’t realized he’d even been holding. A genuine smile graced his lips as she kissed him and asked him to put the necklace on her.

”Of course,” he said softly, pushing her hair aside and clasping the chain about her pretty neck. ”I’m glad you like it. And the chocolate. I really had no idea what to get you, but I wanted to get you something and…” He ran a hand awkwardly through his hair and let out a sigh, forcing himself to relax and stop worrying about impressing the girl in his lap. Obviously she was happy with him, so why was he still so worried?

Draco rubbed his hands up and down her sides, playing with her shirt and pulling it a bit further up her body each time his hands moved. ”Maybe you should hurry up and finish servicing these brooms so you can move on to better options,” he said with a growl, nipping at her lip and kissing her deeply. He pulled away too soon for his own liking, and ground his arousal up against her to let her know just what she was doing to him.

”Mmm, I can’t wait to see you in action on that broom. You’re going to look so fucking sexy. I don’t know how I’ll ever keep from tackling you and shagging you right there on the pitch. Give Potter a bloody heart attack.” He laughed, but inside he felt a pang of jealousy just thinking about Potter looking at his girl. Oh well. Let him look. Sky was Draco’s fail snake, and that was what mattered. He didn’t care who looked at her, as long as he was the one who got to touch.

Turning the girl around in his lap, he leaned forward to nibble on her neck again. ”Now then, make our brooms nice and pretty so we can go do more exciting things, my little fail snake,” he muttered, working at making a vivid mark on her neck.

Skyler watched him while he clasped the necklace around her neck, her brows furrowing at his nervous babbling, and the way he ran his hand through his hair. Reaching for the rand, the brunette easily entwined their fingers together, smiling softly at him while her other hand came up to cup his cheek. He had obviously been very worried about whether or not she would like or even appreciate his gifts, and Sky was willing to do anything to reassure him that he had no reason to worry.

"Hey." The teen said softly, purple orbs searching the grey ones she loved so much. "You don't have to worry. It's perfect Drake. All of it. Mostly because it came from you. And it's a perfect representation of you." She told him happily, proud of the fact that she had something with her now that would always signify the blonde. Aside from the fail snake cut into her abdomen, but Sky didn't really count that.

His growled out words had her shuddering again, but not from any coldness, and a small mewling sound escaped her right before he claimed her lips, and Skyler's eyes closed immediately of their own accord. The teen was so ready to give into his touch, into his every want and need and she wanted to fulfill them. But all too soon he was pulling away and another whimper at the loss of contact passed her lips.

Then he was grinding his obvious erection into her and a throaty moan escaped her, eyelids fluttering open to reveal lust glazed violet eyes. She wanted him, needed him, and she wanted it badly. She couldn't even think straight and it took a moment for her scrambled brain to compute his words. When they did, the desire cleared up enough in her eyes to show her wariness of the subject, but she forced it away with a playful roll of her eyes.

"You're being ridiculous. You see me in action on my broom all the time at practice, and you never feel the need to attack me then." And then, because he had started the topic, Sky found she couldn't help but adding on because the words were tumbling from her mouth. "Besides, if anyone looks sexy on a broom it's you. I don't know how I haven't attacked I." The brunette smirked, but her tone was honest even if playful. She honestly couldn't think of anything sexier than the pure look of determination Draco had on his face when he played, or the way he proudly took control.

Just the thought had her shuddering in delight, eyes sparking again in desire and she wriggled around in his lap when he turned her around again, telling her to finish up so they could get on to better things. Sky might have actually hurried on with her set task, but he was biting her neck again, his intent to mark her clear. Another shudder ran through her body as she leaned back against him, head automatically tilting to allow him better access again, her teeth capturing her bottom lip.

Skyler was unable to control herself and wriggled her hips in an attempt to cause some kind of friction between them. It wasn't enough and he was driving her mad. She couldn't possibly focus on the brooms now that his other one was pressing up against her in such an arousing way. "Nu uh. Want you. Now."

She was so damn sexy he didn’t know how to handle it, and Draco definitely wanted to handle her. His hands were already roaming up her sides again, pulling the shirt she wore up even further so he could drag his digits over her taut abdomen as he moved her again in his lap. In a moment he had her facing him again, and he was latched onto her lips while his fingers kept touching, whispering over the skin in a way that would surely have her flesh dancing for more attention.

Merlin, she was just bloody amazing! ”I should really punish you for not finishing your task, my little snake,” he muttered huskily, holding her thighs as he lifted them both. He knew nobody would be foolish enough to mess with the kit or their brooms. Everyone knew the pair of their broomsticks after all, and they knew better than to mess with the Slytherin Prince. Thus, he left it all as it was and squeezed her thighs as he started toward the stairs to his dorm.

”But perhaps I’ll just insist on some other servicing before you get any attention. That seems fair. Make you do a bit more of your little job…” His long fingers were inching toward her core even as he held her up by the thighs, stroking and poking at her while he still supported her easily. ”What do you say, you sexy panther? Wanna crawl into the Snake Prince’s bed?”

He didn’t really give her a choice, since he was already half way up the stairs, but at least he could pretend. The two were bound to have a good time, and later on perhaps they’d even make it back down to the common room to finish servicing their quidditch brooms. Or maybe that would wait til morning…