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"We can't keep doing this," she said, her voice strained. "We're supposed to be surviving, not...this."

"We can do both."

Draco's voice was a low murmur, his eyes still closed, his chest rising and falling with every ragged breath. Ginny stared at him, trying to process his words. She knew what he meant; they couldn't let their hormones and the island's magic dictate their every move, but it was difficult to think straight with his cock still inside her, his cum leaking out of her.

With a sigh, she climbed off him, feeling the stickiness between her thighs. She couldn't deny the thrill that shot through her as she watched his cock slip out of her, the head glistening with their combined fluids. The sight was almost too much to handle, and she had to look away before she jumped back on top of him again.

"Let's wash up." Draco stood admiring her tone bare ass.

They walked to the nearby stream, the cool water a stark contrast to the warmth of their bodies. They stepped into the gentle current, the water swirling around their legs and washing away the sweat and cum from their skin. Ginny couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious, the reality of their situation setting in. They were naked, in the wilderness, and had just had explosive sex with their worst enemy.

Draco leaned against a rock, watching her with a smug expression. She shot him a glare before turning her back to him, bending over to scoop up water and clean herself. As the cool liquid washed over her, she felt the tension in her muscles slowly ease. When she straightened up, she caught him staring at her ass, and she couldn't help but feel a little thrill of pleasure.

"It's a shame."

Ginny turned to face Draco, water droplets glistening on her skin. "What is?"

"How you always hid that incredible body under robes. You should be naked all the time. Everywhere."

Ginny rolled her eyes, but the heat rising to her cheeks told him she enjoyed the compliment. She turned away, focusing on scrubbing herself clean. "We need to find food and reenforce the shelter. This... this isn't going to be enough to keep us going."

"Right." Draco got out of the water and offered his hand. "You coming?"

Ginny took his hand, feeling a jolt of electricity as their skin connected. She knew they had to keep their priorities straight, but the magnetic pull between them was hard to resist. They walked back to their makeshift camp, their naked forms leaving wet footprints in the soft earth.

As they worked on gathering food and strengthening their shelter, the tension between them remained palpable, their eyes meeting and holding for longer than was necessary. Ginny couldn't ignore the way her body responded to his every move, the way her pussy grew wet at the mere thought of him touching her again.

"I still find it hard to believe Potter left you for Granger."

Draco's words cut through the air as they worked side by side, Ginny's cheeks flushing at the mention of her ex-boyfriend. "It's none of your business," she snapped, tossing a handful of berries into their makeshift basket.

"It's not but after seeing you in action. I never would have let you go."

Ginny threw a berry at him, which he caught with his mouth with a grin. Despite herself, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of pleasure at his words. "Keep dreaming, Malfoy," she said, trying to keep the smile from her voice.

A) Explore the island

B) One of them is hit with a Lust Spitter

C) Fishing

D) Add.