Day 2

"Well," she said finally, her voice a little shaky, "I guess we can cross 'having sex with your mortal enemy' off the bucket list."

Draco chuckled, his chest rumbling beneath her. "I didn't know that was on there."

Ginny couldn't help but smile, the tension between them momentarily diffused. But as she looked down at him, she felt the weight of their situation settle back in. They were still stuck on this island, still naked and ****, and their tryst had only served to complicate things further. She slid off of him, feeling a sense of loss as their bodies separated.

"We should get some sleep," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. "Tomorrow's another day."

Draco nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Agreed," he murmured, his hand reaching out to trace a line down her spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

They lay there, the fire casting an orange glow over their exhausted forms, the flickering light playing across their naked skin. The tension between them had transformed into something else, something less sharp and more... palpable. The magic of the island had worked its way into their veins, heightening every sensation, every emotion.

As Ginny pulled away to lay beside him, Draco felt a strange sense of contentment. He had never expected to share such a moment with her, especially not like this. But as his eyes took in the flushed look on her face, the way her chest rose and fell with each breath, he found himself wanting more of it. More of her.

The night grew colder, and they huddled closer for warmth, their naked bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces. Draco wrapped an arm around her, pulling her against his side. Ginny stiffened for a moment before relaxing into the embrace. It was an odd feeling, sharing such intimate contact with someone who had once been an enemy, but she didn't hate it. In fact, it was surprisingly comforting.

"You know your brother just watched you ride me." Draco smirked. "Did you forget the cameras?"

Ginny's cheeks flushed redder than a bludgeoner's bum after a Quidditch match. "Merlin's balls, I didn't think about that!"

Draco chuckled, the sound a low rumble in his chest that sent a shiver down her spine. "It's all right," he said, his smirk still in place. "I'm sure he enjoyed the show."

"He's going to kill you." Ginny said.

"Let him try," Draco said with a yawn, his arm tightening around her. "But for now, let's just enjoy the moment. We've got a whole island to survive tomorrow."

Ginny laid herself more on top of Draco and found sleep coming to her. "Goodnight. Draco."

"Goodnight, Ginny," he murmured, his eyes already closed, the smugness of his victory over her in their little contest evident in the soft smile playing on his lips.

The night was a tapestry of strange sounds and sensations, the magical island continuing to weave its peculiar brand of nature around them. As they slept, their bodies remained entwined, the warmth of one another's skin a comfort against the cool embrace of the jungle night.

When dawn broke, Ginny was the first to stir, the light filtering through the leaves above and casting dappled shadows on their naked forms. She gently extricated herself from Draco's embrace, his arm slipping away from her waist as he mumbled in his sleep. She couldn't help but admire the sculpted lines of his body, the way the light danced across his muscles. For a moment, she felt a strange fondness for the man she had once hated with every fiber of her being.

Her gaze fell to his groin, and she noticed his cock was already standing at attention, hard and thick. Despite the awkwardness of their situation, she felt a thrill of desire, the magic of the island still pulsing through her veins. Without a second thought, she leaned down and took him in her mouth, her warm, wet lips closing around the tip. Draco's eyes shot open, and he sucked in a sharp breath, his hand shooting to the back of her head to guide her deeper.

The sounds of the jungle grew more distant as the world narrowed to just the two of them, their breaths mingling in the damp air. Ginny felt his cock swell in her mouth, and she knew he was close. She sucked harder, her hand stroking his shaft in time with her movements. Draco's hips began to buck, his body straining towards release. With a guttural moan, he came, filling her mouth with his cum. She swallowed, licking her lips as she pulled away.

They lay there for a moment, Draco's eyes still closed, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Ginny couldn't help the smug smile that tugged at her lips. "Good morning," she said sweetly, her voice filled with mischief.

A) Morning Fuck

B) Breakfast

C) See others reaction to the show. (Whose?)

D) Add