Title: Help Me, Save Me
Prompt: Livejournal hp_humpdrabbles prompt – "I wish I could save you, but I can't even save myself."
Word Count: 254
Warnings: Prison… not even prison sex. Prison handjob.
"Aren't you worried someone might hear us?" Luna asked.
Draco shook his head. "The walls are thick. Mother and Father and Aunt Bellatrix aren't going to be listening anyhow."
"I'm glad," Luna told him. She rose up on tiptoe to kiss him, and Draco pressed her against the wall of the dungeon, lifting her right off her feet. She lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist and letting her skirt ride up around her hips.
Draco rubbed against her, too hurried to be bothered to do things properly. He didn't want real sex. He just wanted a fast, violent release and a measure of intimacy with Luna.
She rested her head on his shoulder, her long blonde hair obscuring his vision as her hand slipped down between his legs to rub him through his trousers. He hadn't expected her to do that, much less be skilled at it, but she did, and she was, and within moments, Draco's knees buckled and he tumbled to the ground, pulling her on top of him as he came against her hand.
Luna smiled slightly, propping her head up on her hand and looking at him. She looked so sweet and good and perhaps it was just the pleasure fogging Draco's brain, but at that moment, he would have done anything for her.
"I wish I could help you," he whispered, breathing heavily.
"I don't expect you to." Luna's voice was as soft and serene as ever. "How can you save me when you can't save yourself?"