Random Places to Have Sex

[Kalypso Malfoy]

Kallie's mine, Cal is not mine, blahblahblah.
Warnings:
Incest
Mature and shizz (look at the damn title)

So, this is a series of one-shots. I'm posting zem one by one~

Anyway, here's the list of places (so far):
o1; Dressing rooms
o2; Broom closet
o3; Teacher's office
o4; Library
o5; Hogwart's Express
o6; Quidditch locker rooms
o7; Shower
o8; Balcony
o9; Against a tree
1o; Tower

If you have any suggestions, let me know >D

[Kalypso Malfoy]

o1; Dressing rooms

"Kallie, can we go home now?"
"I'm not done!"
"We've been here for hours."
"And I'm still not done! Cal, these things take time!"
"How much fucking time?"
"As much time as I say so. Now, does this make me look too pale?"
He groaned, smacking his head back against the wall for what felt like the millionth time that day. "Kallie. You're a Veela and a fucking Malfoy. Every-fucking-thing makes you look pale."
"But does it make me look too pale?"
"No."
"I think it does." Sighing, the younger of the Malfoy siblings turned around, waiting for him to unzip the dress for her. He groaned, smacking his head against the wall again before reaching to do so.
"Why am I here again if you're going to ignore my opinion?"
"Your opinion sucks. ..But, I get lonely."
Of course.
Deucalion Malfoy sighed, watching as she slipped back into the dressing room to try on yet another dress. Why she needed a new one to begin with was beyond him -- she had what seemed like hundreds in her room-sized closet at Malfoy Manor. But of course, knowing his little sister, she would never wear the same damn one twice. He rolled his eyes, hand absently slipping into his pocket before he remembered that Kallie would throw a fit if he slipped away for a smoke.
"Hey, Cal, can you come in here?" She called, and he grimaced, not wanting to get up.
"Do you need help with a zipper or something?"
"Just come in here!"
Cursing under his breath, he moved to stand and tried the handle to the room, cursing again when it was locked. "Kallie, open the fucking door." It opened as soon as he said that and he nearly fell in, and all of a sudden, everything was dark and there was something cool and smooth against his eyes. "What the fu--"
"Take three steps to the right and sit," came his sister's voice from in front of him, and he frowned, staying put. He heard her huff and then pushed him the three steps, then shoved him to sit.
He frowned, reaching up to tug off whatever covering his eyes, though her hand pushed his away. "Ah, ah," she said, and he could almost hear the fucking smirk. "That has to stay for a little longer."
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Oh, relax. What the hell do you think I'm going to do, dye your hair blue?"
Knowing his sister, he didn't doubt it.
"Just give me a few more seconds and..done." He felt the material fall away and he blinked a few times, letting his eyes adjust to the light. And when they did, he blinked again at the sight in front of him.
His little sister. In black lingerie. Well. That had been unexpected. He nearly swallowed his tongue at the sight and had to hold back a curse.
"Since I dragged you here and decided to give you a little..reward," came her remark, tone very innocent. A smirk was visible on her lips, though for obvious reasons, he was not looking there.
She smirked a little more, turning in a slow circle for him, raising her eyebrows once she was facing him again. "Well?"
He seemed to find his voice a moment later, and he finally looked up towards her face. "Were you planning this the whole time?"
"Oui." The smirk turned into a wicked smile, and she lightly sat on the edge of his lap. He shifted a little, hoping to God she wouldn't move back a little bit more. "Do you think you can handle more, or do you want to just get to the fun part now?" She was challanging him. Underestimating his control. That much was very, very clear, and his pride was too much for that.
"Get to changing," he said, lightly pushing her off his lap. He rolled his eyes when she lifted up the tie again, though sighed and let her tie it around his head. "You know, it's not like I've never seen you naked."
"Shut up. You're killing my fun."
About two minutes later (it felt like an eternity for him), she pulled the tie loose again, and then she was standing in front of him wearing a matching set of dark green lingerie and damnit, this wasn't fair. Another slow circle, and he swallowed, though shook his head and held his hand out for the tie, tying it himself.
The next set was harder to sit through (a light gray, which made a strange affect against her pale skin), and he wasn't sure how much more he could take. However, when the tie was pulled away and revealed her in what was now blue lingerie, he knew he was done.
He reached forward to pull her towards him, pulling her onto his lap with ease. "You're such a fucking tease," he growled, closing his eyes when she shifted to sit squarly on what she should not be sitting on, lips sliding down to his neck.
"I know," she murmured, her smirk a stamp against his skin. "But don't pretend like you don't like it."
As her hips rocked forward into his and her hands slid down to his belt, he shifted a little and reached into his pocket to pull out his wand and cast a silencing charm.
Maybe he wouldn't complain so much next time she dragged him shopping. Nah, he probably would, even if this was his reward.