[HP] Marriage relationship

In the early morning, the sky was just dawn, and the manor was silent. Occasionally, a servant quickly passed by the corridor, lowering his voice, for fear of waking up the master and the guests staying overnight.

Draco woke up very early. Although he slept late last night, his good routine still woke him up at six o'clock in the morning habitually.

Alan was still asleep, with his head turned to one side, most of his exposed chest rose and fell slightly, covered with dense purple marks overlapping, and the bitten wound on his left shoulder had already scabbed over.

Draco squinted his eyes and took a closer look. He was drunk last night, and the room was too dark, so he could only smell the smell of blood. Looking at it now, he saw the obvious two rows of broken teeth marks, along with the surrounding area. A piece of skin turned blue.

Draco felt that he must have gone crazy last night, so he got drunk, drank some aging potion, and pushed Alan to the bed on impulse.

And Alan didn't resist. Instead, after he got up so depressed, he took off his clothes and hugged him from behind. His two slender arms wrapped around him like snakes, and the shallow breath with the smell of wine hit him On the side of the neck, amidst the sweet fragrance of roses and the dancing flames of the wall lamp, the two rolled into a ball logically.

White light could be faintly seen from the edge of the curtains, which made him sober a lot, and his memory gradually came back, that crazy and confused night, like a sailor intoxicated by the song of a siren, Draco had to admit that he was indeed Seduced, a fact that he could not ignore, even if he scorned his shaky will.

I just thought of how hard I had worked so hard, and didn't go to those adult banquets until I was so old, so I just climbed into Alan's bed in such a daze.

Draco turned his head, lying on his side on the edge of the bed, with his right hand supporting his head, and with the other hand, bit by bit, he turned Alan's head over, and used his fingers to trace the face that would appear crazy at night, The blond hair was wet and stuck to the side of the face, the slightly red and swollen lips opened and closed slightly with the breathing, and the bright red tip of the tongue could be vaguely seen between the teeth.

"You guy," Draco didn't touch Alan's chin, the small bruise on the white skin was really eye-catching, "You were so cold at first, what happened later?"

Indeed, at the beginning, Alan lay straight on the bed like a piece of wood, allowing Draco to move his hands up and down, without any reaction at all. Those lifeless eyes and shallow breathing really made Draco feel a little bit There was a feeling that he was molesting a corpse, and almost immediately, that enthusiasm was soaked in cold water.

When he was sitting by the bed, he was actually paying attention to the movement behind him. After all, for the first time, Draco looked indifferent, but if you look closely, you will find that his hands have been shaking uncontrollably, beating thumping The heart almost jumped out of the chest.

He was not like Blaise who could take girls back to the dormitory in the second grade. In a sense, Draco was very innocent, he had never even held a girl's hand.

He could hear Alan reaching out to touch something, the sound sounded like a notebook, and then he suddenly became enthusiastic. Draco was already at an amorous age, and drank a lot of alcohol. Of course, his consciousness was very clear, sober Unable to resist, he rolled into bed with the young master of the Castelyi family, tossing and tossing until the middle of the night before falling asleep separately.

That thing should be under Alan's pillow...

But there is nothing to look at.

"Do you want to do it again, Malfoy." The person under him suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Draco was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what Alan meant. His handsome face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He forcibly moved his eyes away from those seductive lips, and said angrily, "Your brain What's in it!"

"..." Alan's expression didn't change a bit, and he reached out to touch Draco's chest very calmly. The boy's figure is very good, and his thin body is covered with a thin layer of muscle, which collapses slightly when exerting force. , looked very strong and very sensitive, Draco couldn't help trembling under Alan's touch.

Only then did he realize that he was propping up with both hands unconsciously, and the whole person was lying on top of Alan. When he lowered his head, he could see that handsome face. He didn't see the frenzy last night at all, but he became more and more charming.

"You took the initiative to lie on me early in the morning, not because you wanted to—" Alan's remaining words were directly blocked by Draco's throat.

The soft and dry lips touched, and they fell apart as soon as they were touched. Draco frowned, but his brows were much more relaxed than before. He couldn't say that he wanted to see what was hidden under Alan's pillow, so he leaned over.

In his family education and etiquette, there is no such thing as casually probing other people's privacy, even if the two have already had the closest relationship.

Draco was only in a daze for a while, but now that he had turned his head, he simply made the mistake and patiently moistened Alan's dry lips with his lips and tongue. The boy's body couldn't stand the teasing at all. Wrapping Draco's back again, the wet kiss gradually descended.

'Boom dong dong'

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Draco thought it was a housekeeper. They usually only knocked for a while before leaving, but the knocker was very persistent and kept knocking rhythmically.

The two entangled people paused at the same time, and Alan put down the legs wrapped around Draco's waist, retracted into the white quilt, and said very calmly: "Someone is here."

"Damn, I heard that!" Draco cursed in a low voice, "Who came looking for him early in the morning?"

Alan shook his head, expressing that he didn't know either.

The knock on the door is still ringing persistently.

The anger in the early morning could not be suppressed, Draco got up from the bed with a dark face, put on a bathrobe casually, fastened a button around his waist, and stepped on the carpet with bare feet towards the door.

"Who is it?" Draco opened the door, his brows were so tight that he could kill a fly, and he looked at the two people in front of him who had rushed to knock on the door of other people's bedrooms early in the morning.

They were two beautiful girls with uniform blond hair and blue eyes. One was thin and tall, with cold arrogance between his brows, and the other was short, with a lively look in his eyes. Seeing that the person who opened the door was Draco? There was a very surprised 'hey'.

It was Jelica and Audrey.

Draco was tall, they'd known that since last night, but he wasn't at all the elegant figure he had been at the party, the bathrobe knotted at the waist quite honestly He has fleshy muscles, his arms are in the position of opening the door, and his slightly bulging muscles are very beautiful. Coupled with his deep outline, straight nose bridge, and messy platinum-blond hair, his sexy appearance is like hunting in the forest. Adonis, even Venus could not help intoxicated.

Jelica was evasive and didn't dare to look at Draco. Audrey stood aside and kept rolling her eyes at Draco. She was not a child. Draco appeared in Alan's room early in the morning, wearing a bathrobe that was obviously just worn It can be seen that before he was directly——

"What's the matter?" Draco was even more annoyed when he saw that the two hadn't spoken for a long time. He didn't like to get naked in front of the two girls in the morning.

The gentlemanly look from yesterday was gone, and now he finally felt that Alan was much more pleasing to the eye than the two in front of him. Thinking of this, a trace of impatience naturally appeared on his face.

"Horse...Mr. Malfoy, good morning," Jelica reluctantly tugged on her skirt and curtseyed, her face flushed, and she stammered, "I...I..."

"Alan is still sleeping." Draco was speechless, "Is there anything else? Miss Castell."

Jelica shook her head blankly, the door in front of her slammed shut, and she could clearly feel herself trembling with the loud closing sound.

The air seemed to be filled with ashes that had been shaken down.

Alan was lying on the bed in a daze, his head aching from the moment he woke up, almost making him unable to think. Both of them were obviously novices.

The Castells were thinking about Malfoy's fame, and thought that Draco would understand. In addition, no one was willing to communicate with Alan, so they didn't teach him some basic precautions.

Narcissa thought that Alan was 17 years old, and ordinary aristocratic boys had had many lovers at this time, and they must understand what they should know, and both of them had received aristocratic sex-education, so they didn't think so many.

Alan did understand it, and Draco did learn it, but it was one thing for them to learn it, and another thing to be able to put it into practice.

There is no place on the whole body that does not hurt, and the place that does not hurt is also sore and uncomfortable. I don’t feel it when I fall asleep. Now I am lying on the bed, as if I am paralyzed. The feeling is directly magnified by a hundred times, and Alan is vague. Hearing the voices coming from the door, his eyes opened smaller and smaller, his consciousness became drowsy, and he fell asleep again.

Not long after he fell asleep, Draco folded back. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Alan sleeping soundly on the bed. The young man's beautiful and flexible body was hidden under the quilt, in the same posture just now. With only one arm resting on the edge of the bed, he was fast asleep.

Draco raised his eyebrows, stepped forward and pulled the quilt away to put those two arms in, then lifted the quilt up again, sat on the edge of the bed and curled his lips.

"Isn't he Durmstrang's strongest student? Why is he so weak? He slept well."

"I really hate you, why don't you react at all..."

"I'm going back to England in a week. I don't want to see you until graduation. As for after graduation, let's talk..."

"I'm telling you this, but you can't hear me anyway, Blaise and the others always say I'm too stupid, what's so stupid about me, isn't it just childish, I know it all, there is no way, you see I accepted it without even resisting This marriage contract is just cowardly, what else can I do, I want to just quit and run away, but look at me, I am nothing without Malfoy, I can't resist my father, oh he is me The idol is here, so I can only play my temper on you..."

"Garbage is dead."

Draco seemed to suddenly open his heart, and he talked incoherently for a long time, and Alan was asleep now, and he couldn't hear his complaints and self-mockery.

Although I don't want to admit it, after last night, Alan did have a very special place in Draco's heart.

Until the minute hand of the magic clock on the bedside ticked a circle, Draco said that his mouth was dry, and his mood that had been suppressed for the past few days strangely improved a lot.

Seeing Alan start to frown and look like he was about to wake up, Draco turned around and walked towards the bathroom. There were messy clothes everywhere along the way, and they were thrown all over the floor until the door of the bathroom. The rose-shaped handle twists and turns in the air, and the butterfly on the mural next to it eagerly wants to fly over.

A black half-face mask hung on the handle of the bathroom. Draco pulled out his hawthorn wand from the gap in the carpet, and threw Alan's in a conspicuous place. He pointed the wand at the mask and said a casual spell. The mask Then it quickly became smaller until it became the size of a ring. Draco smiled with satisfaction and put it on his finger.

Very fitting, perfect reduction spell, maybe with a transfiguration spell.

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