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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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hello~ can i request a smut with healer!draco just ignore me if you're uncomfortable of it. Thank you <3

healer. draco malfoy

fem!reader

*cw: cursing, praise, spanking, age gap(20 and let's say 30 ?), sir kink, slight degrading, crying, breeding.

summary: healer!draco fucking apprentice!y/n in the hospital wing.

a/n: hi ! i hope you like this ! if this isn't what you meant, just message me and ill fix it <3 l/n: last name.

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the room was so empty, so dark, so quiet. only her and draco malfoy occupying the dim room. draco was one of the best healers that the school had. he was so gentle. so kind. which was odd. compared to young draco, it was uncharacteristic. he matured. with a wife and a son at home, he didn't have time to act as he used to. despite the thought, the girl in front of him made his cock twitch in his trousers. y/n l/n. so fucking perfect. she was an assistant, maybe more of apprentice. but draco was absolutely fucking obsessed with her.

he loved the way she let out satisfied gasps and hums after doing something correctly after the first time. he loved how she looked so innocent but he just knew..he knew that she was a little fucking slut. he loved how the first time they met, he got her to admit to him that she had a thing for older guys. she liked how they were more experienced.

of course, not many people knew that though. having a hot assistant healer in the hospital wing, some of the guys(and girls) would make a visit just for her. draco fucking hated that. but he couldn't make it obvious. he was MARRIED for merlin's sake. though, if a stranger was looking in, they would've thought draco was married to y/n by the way he was looking at her.

it was night now. all of the students in their dorms, sleeping soundly. "do you want water as well, mr. malfoy? or do you prefer pumpkin juice?" "water will be just fine, thank you." he set down his clipboard, along with his want as he walked over to her. "though, i could've made it myself. it's late darling. already a quarter past ten." "we have a lot of work, mr. malfoy. i can't let you do it all yourself." she turned, handing him the plastic cup before looking up at him. "i told you y/n, call me draco." he raised an eyebrow, raising his cup to his lips. "but i couldn't make you do that. wouldn't be very kind of me, now would it?" "it's my job, draco." she hummed.

"and it's my job to make sure you get proper rest each night. wouldn't want you to be tired for work tomorrow." he set down his cup on the small table. "or do you need to be punished for disobeying?" his voice was quiet. she wouldn't have heard it if she weren't right in front of him. she raised an eyebrow. "do you believe i need to be punished?" "i do believe so, yes." draco slowly stepped closer to her, looking down at her intimidatingly. "so do it.." she placed her hand on his chest, fiddling with his tie slightly.

"i want you to bend over that bed over there..and if you handle your spankings good then i'll make you see stars, darling. sound good?" draco offered, loosening his tie slightly. "yes sir. sound perfect." "good girl. now go." it didn't take long before y/n was in the exact position he said to be in. bent over on of the beds with her pretty ass on display.

draco walked over to her, grabbing the sides of her skirt before slowly pulling them down. "oh baby..wearing a thong to work? you're more of a little slut than i thought.." he smirked slightly. "sir, please..need you to make me feel good.." "oh, i will..be patient, darling." he clicked his tongue. "now..i'll only give you five because you're doing so good for me. gonna count for me?" she nodded, humming softly as he rubbed her ass. "yes sir." he swung his hand back before leaving a rough slap on her ass, massaging over it after he did so. y/n let out a small whimper. "o-one.."

"you can do it angel..i know you can." he waited a second before smacking it again, slightly harder now. "f-fuck..two.." "good girl.." he smacked it once more, pressing his growing erection against her thigh slightly. "four..sir p-please.." she gasped at the feeling of his cock press against her. "one more." he smacked her ass, this one being a lot harder than the rest. she let out a cry, salty tears falling from her eyes. "f-five!" draco hummed in satisfaction, rubbing her ass gently to soothe it. "good job, darling..are you alright? do you want to stop?" "no, no..please continue.." she begged him.

"safe word is pumpkin, that alright darling?" she nodded a bit. "that's alright." "okay, good..now, i'm gonna fuck you but i'm going to have to get you to stay quiet. can i put my tie in your mouth?" she nodded, looking back at him. "yes sir, that's perfect." "good girl.." he took off his tie, leaning up and kissing her head. "if you can't get it out and you need to say a safe word, just tap me twice, okay?" she hummed and nodded. "yes sir." he balled up his tie, stuffing it in her mouth.

he stood straight, pushing his trousers down but leaving his button up be. he pulled his throbbing cock out from his boxers, stroking himself slowly as he looked up at her. "ready?" she hummed a bit, nodding. he slid her underwear to the side, running his tip through her folds with a light moan before slowly thrusting into her. "f-fucking hell.." he breathed out. she bit down on the tie, her eyes rolling back slightly at the feeling. he began to slowly thrust his hips, gripping on to hers as he did so. she moaned against the tie, pushing her ass back against him to get him even deeper.

"such a good girl..fuck-so pretty.." he groaned as he slowly rolled her hips against hers, exploring all of her spots. she gripped on to the bed, crying out into the tie as her eyes watered once again. he just felt so. fucking. good. he picked up one of her legs, putting it on the bed as he thrusted into her, quickening his pace slightly. "i'll fuck a baby into you..i'll make you mine.." he groaned "gonna look so...fuck! so fucking pretty with a swollen tummy." y/n was completely falling apart under him, her legs shaking and her eyes rolled back while biting down on the tie as hard as she could.

you could still hear her desperate moans filled the room as draco went faster. "i'll leave my wife for you baby, a-all for you.." he reached around and rubbed her clit as he sped up. "have a little family of our own.." he used his other hand to grip her hair, pulling her head back to see her fucked out face.

all for him.

"gonna cum...n-need you to cum with me.." she was close. and he could tell. she clenched tightly around him, making him want to stay deep inside of her forever. she cried out loudly, pressing her hips back against him more as she came. he gripped her hips again, thrusting faster until he came. he let out a pleasured groan, slowly thrusting them through their highs.

"fuck.."

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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Hi hope everything is great with you! I really like your writings!!

Can I please request a Draco x reader. They don’t really know each other but have classes together and maybe are in the same house? However, Draco has notice the reader and really likes her eyes as they are dreamy. The reader have a notebook that she always write in. She writes her thoughts and her own poetries. One day she lost the notebook and Draco finds it but doesn’t know who it belongs to. So he starts reading it and kind of falls in love with the words in the notebook. One day he discovers it is the reader’s. And he falls in love with her and they get together some how. I really like fluff and that Draco only has eyes for the reader and no other girl.

notebook | draco malfoy

pairing: draco x slytherin!reader

word count: 2,0k

summary: where draco finds y/n’s notebook and falls in love with the words written inside

a/n: i'm actually kinda proud of this one, i hope you like it <3 (i included the poets of each poem at the end)

warnings: none

universe: harry potter

As soon as Draco enters the classroom, where most of the students have already gathered after the break while others, like Draco, prefer to appear at the last minute, his eyes immediately search through the room. Only when he discovers beautiful hair that shimmers in the light he pauses and fixes his gaze.

There you sit, all alone in your seat, your gaze dreamily directed out of the window. You support your head with your hand, in which you hold a pencil, as always. Draco takes a moment to watch you, knowing perfectly well that his friends are already staring at him.

It seems that at this very moment an idea occurs to you, something that you need to write down, and you focus on your table in front of you and no longer on the nature outside.

Only when Draco is roughly pushed forward by Blaise can he take his eyes off you, and he follows his friends to one of the benches in the back of the classroom. From here he is able to see the entire classroom and, most importantly, he can keep an eye on you. In the meantime, you have turned your gaze back outside, your eyes following the bird fluttering by.

Draco cannot explain why you fascinate him as much as you do. He has never spoken a word to you before, even though your school uniform indicated that you belong to the same house. But you are not typical for a Slytherin, he noticed that straight away. You are always very calm and quiet, you concentrate in class, and you apparently hardly have any difficulties in keeping up with all of the material in class. He rarely sees you walking around with friends at Hogwarts and mostly finds you somewhere outside, alone, where you can dream and enjoy the solitude.

And maybe that is exactly the reason for his fascination. Because you are so different from him.

The lesson with Professor McGonagall passes faster than expected and before Draco knows it, all the students around him get up from their seats and leave the room, including you. Hastily, he throws all his books, except for the ones he needs in the next lesson, those he carries in his arms, in his bag and shoulders it before jumping up from his seat so as not to miss you.

Just as he gets up inattentively with so much momentum, he slams into someone with full force and turns around, startled. He gets hold of a wrist in the last moment so that his victim is not knocked to the ground, dropping all of his books in the process. As soon as the initial first shock subsides, however, he widens his eyes.

The person he almost knocked over is none other than you.

You too look at him with wide eyes. Shimmering and sparkling, they look into his own, radiating such a pleasant calmness that Draco briefly forgets the world around him. There is just the two of you and a twinkle between you.

Clearing your throat, you pull Draco out of his daze and let him pull you upright again before you shyly avert your gaze when a blush creeps onto your cheeks that you immediately try to hide.

“I-I am sorry”, Draco stutters out and his eyes widen again when he notices that when you collided, the books you were holding in your arms fell to the ground as well and are now scattered all over the place.

Without hesitating for another second, Draco kneels on the floor and collects all your books, his hands a bit sweaty and almost a little shaky. In silence, you stow everything safely back into your bag, trying to ignore how close you are to each other at this moment.

A soft but quiet ‘thank you’ escapes your lips and without waiting for his reaction, you hurry out of the classroom, leaving a more than perplexed Draco behind.

“Well, that was weird”, Blaise laughs from behind him, who apparently watched everything while doing nothing.

But for Draco it was anything but weird. There was something, something between the two of you that he cannot deny. And he is sure that he was not the only one who felt it.

He was not.

When Draco fishes his books for Transfiguration out of his bag in his room that evening, putting them on top of his desk to study, he notices a small book with a greyish cover that he has never seen before. Confused, he takes it and first examines it from the outside to find any clues as to who this book belongs to. But when he does not find anything, he opens it. As soon as he does, a flowery scent and the smell of new books greet him immediately.

His gaze curiously flies over the pages. It is not a book for school, it is a notebook. But how did it end up with him?

“Pansy must have swapped our bags earlier”, he says to himself, but is still not able to peel his eyes off the pages. Barely visible lines run over the pages and there are small sketches around the edges, but what gets his attention the most are the words written onto the pages. Words written in a font that is unfamiliar to him.

He starts feeling bad since he is intruding someone’s privacy right now, but he cannot hold himself back from muttering the words out loud.

“I wounder what it would be like to melt into your sweet arms and stay there for eternity¹”, he softly reads out, his fingertips tracing over the words. An inner warmth spreads inside of him as he repeats the words, piece by piece, in his head and lets them sink in until he has internalized them completely, knowing them by heart.

A sudden loud knock on the door startles him and he quickly buries the small notebook under a few pieces of parchment and books before he jerks around to look at the door, through which Blaise has already entered.

“What? Will you come along to the Three Broomsticks now or not?”, Blaise asks him reproachfully as he sees the confusion spreading across Draco’s face. Nodding, Draco agrees and when Blaise makes no move to leave without him, Draco quickly grabs his cloak and follows him, locking the door to his room behind him.

He would devote his full attention to the notebook later.

The next day, Draco manages to break away from his group of friends and walks through the corridors of Hogwarts on his own until he arrives at the courtyard, where – to his delight – he does not find any other soul lingering around. Before he misses the chance, he makes himself comfortable on the edge of the fountain in the middle and takes the notebook out of his bag, but not without checking again that really nobody else is around.

With his plan, he gently strokes over the cover once, as if the notebook is so fragile it could fall to dust in his hands at any moment, before he hesitantly opens it. His gaze flies over the lines as he sucks in every single word again.

Whoever wrote these words knew what they were doing. Each of the poems radiates a different energy – joy, hate, sadness, protection, happiness.

Even though Draco had spent all night reading through the notebook after his short excursion yesterday, he knew he would read through it more than once without the words ever losing their impact.

His favorite poem is at the back of the notebook, the penultimate poem that was written down before it got lost and then got found by Draco.

You have robbed me

of all heart and mind

and I love you

sweet bandit of my soul²

There was something about those words that fascinated Draco more than any other poem in the notebook. It gives him that warmth again, that cozy feeling inside of him.

However, this feeling suddenly vanishes when he hears loud, echoing footsteps that are clearly running in his direction. Before he has a chance to hide the notebook, he abruptly stops in the middle of his movement.

The person running is none other than you, your hair shimmering in the bright sun and your beautiful eyes sparkle when they meet his. You manage to fake a small smile as soon as you spot him, but only then do you notice what he is holding in his hands in his stiffened position.

Your notebook.

Your breath gets stuck in your throat, and you immediately turn away, before getting out of there as fast as possible. What are you supposed to do, now that he read it? He must have read it, otherwise he would have never looked at you like that.

He has read every single one of your poems that are about him.

Your escape is quickly interrupted when you suddenly feel a grip on your wrist and get stopped in the middle of running. Taking in a deep breath, closing your eyes, you turn to him, trying to not show any of the emotions that currently run through your body, trying to banish all of them from your face.

But how could you when he is right in front of you?

“Y/N!”, he says out of breath and your breath hitches. He knows your name.

“Can I.. help you?”, you try to distract him so you could get out of this situation as quickly as possible, but he is already holding the notebook out to you.

“It is yours, isn’t it?”, he smiles gently after adding one and one together after you disappeared so suddenly when seeing him. He must have accidentally grabbed it when he bumped into you.

You quarrel with yourself briefly, not exactly knowing what to do. Since he has already read it anyway, it is too late now. There is no more escape.

“Y-Yes. I must have lost it somehow”, you shyly nod but when you reach for it, Draco holds it tightly in his strong grip and does not let go of it. Irritated, you look up at him, unable to read his face.

“Those poems that you wrote.. They are beautiful”, he murmurs softly, looking deep into your sparkling and dreamy eyes and something in his tells you that he actually means what he is saying. “I wish I could read more of them.”

Not expecting such words from him, you look at him in disbelief, your heartbeat increasing by each second. Before you can stop yourself, your next words are already leaving your lips, without you considering them.

“You can keep it if you want.”

“Really?!”, Draco opens his mouth in amazement and looks back and forth between you and your notebook, at your hands, which is still clutching the notebook as tightly as his. “B-But it is yours..”

“If you like it that much, then you should have the opportunity to read it whenever you want”, you force a smile, not sure how to deal with this entire situation. “Besides, they are about you.”

Draco immediately falls silent, his breath stopping for a second and his pulse rising. He cannot believe what you just said, but before he can react, you give him a real smile this time, the most beautiful smile he has ever been given, and you turn around to leave.

“W-Wait!”, he hurries after you, not wanting you to leave him so soon, since he is only talking to you for the second time today. When he stands in front of you again and you look at him with your big shimmering eyes and slightly reddened cheeks, he suddenly is at a loss of words. No words, not a single one, want to form in his head until suddenly one row of words lines up in his mind.

“If you lend me your heart, I vow not to break it, I will keep it safe within me, so no one can take it³”, he recites one of your poems, which you immediately recognize, and which leaves you speechless.

He remembers your poem.

“You have robbed me, of all heart and mind, and I love you, sweet bandit of my soul²”, you reply with a slight grin as joy spreads across your face, while Draco feels that warmth within him again before he pulls you into a gentle hug.

The words you chose were from his favorite poem.

¹ Christy Ann Martine

² Atticus

³ Keepsakes

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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Shameless | Draco Malfoy x Reader (smut)

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Words: 5,235

Warnings: smut, public fingering, cheating, edging, praising

Secret glances and lustful eye contacts. We both knew it was wrong to feel this way, but oh the tension we had was something I’ve never felt before in my life. I felt shameful for seeing him behind closed eyelids when the man who loved me with everything he had kissed down my body, but I couldn’t help it. I was craving His touch on my skin, feeling his soft lips brushing against mine and whispering sweet and seductive things in my ear. He was intoxicating, and I was dying for him. My whole body was screaming for him.

I look around the common room, searching for the familiar faces of my friends, and taking in the decoration of Halloween decoration. The Jack’-lanterns on the tables and shelves, the webs on the walls and corners with the fake blood-covered spiders, the skeletons hanging from the ceiling and the ghost flying around the room. I’m trying my hardest to see through the fake smoke and see something in the dim, dark green light that makes the whole common room look like a hunted and abandoned place. Slytherin knows how to make any party memorable and accurate. I adjust my black dress and make my way to the huge table with the endless alcohol to grab myself something and loosen up a bit, before going to find either my friends or boyfriend at the party. I feel a pair of eyes burning a hole in my back as I walk to the other side of the room, and I don’t have to look to know who it is. With a strong determination that I won’t look, I reach the table and grab the closest bottle to me and pour my cup full, taking a long sip from the hard liquor. The alcohol burns my throat and warms my stomach, but I endure the feeling. I need it right now.

“Don’t even look in my direction, eh?” He whispers in my ear in a drawling voice, making chills run down my spine and wake up the butterflies in my stomach “What a shame, angel”

I feel his body pressing against my back, his intoxicating smell filling up my nostrils. The same smell I felt in Amortentia weeks ago, not hugging my body. Ocean breeze, fresh apples, old books, the metallic smell of galleons, peppermint and expensive cologne. For a moment, I have to close my eyes and take a few deep breaths to stop myself from getting dizzy.

“People are going to watch” I whisper and stare at the wall, keeping my eyes focused on the portrait of our House Ghost “We don’t want them to start rumours. And your girlfriend is at the parts too, Dray”

“Hmm, Dray” he hums in my ear “I love it when you call me that. You’re the only one that can call me that, angel” his lips are brushing against my ear, making my stomach drop to my abdomen. His being bold and staring a dangerous game “You look amazing as usual” his long, ring covered fingers press into my hips, pulling them closer to his groin, rubbing his erection almost unnoticed to my arse. I gulp and turn around in his arms, quickly looking around to make sure our Housemates and the guests are too occupied by their dates and friends to pay any attention to what’s happening between us.

“We can’t” I shake my head and look up at his beautiful face, immediately getting lost in his almost silver coloured eyes. I feel myself drowning in them, getting hypnotised by their beauty and the lust in them, and I feel myself leaning in. His light pink lips turn into a smirk and he slowly licks his bottom lip, drawing my attention to them and begging for his kiss without words. He brings his hand to my face and gently tucks my hair behind my ear, leaning down to my ear.

“We could, angel” he kisses my jaw and at this moment, I’m more than grateful for the darkness of the room and keeping our sinful encounter a secret “We both want the same thing” Draco brushes his lips against my neck and suddenly pulls away to make more space between us as two Ravenclaws walk up to the table to grab something to drink. I give Draco a meaningful look and walk away from him, feeling his eyes on my body until he loses me in the crowd of the dancing people.

I look up from my parchment and run my fingers through my hair. I’ve been working on my essay for hours and I still feel like I made absolutely no progress. The last year is hell, the professors overwhelming us with longer essays and harder projects to bring the best out of us and making sure we learn everything possible before graduating. I sigh and grab another big book and look for more information about the Everlasting Elixirs, rubbing my eyes from tiredness. Two cold hands on my shoulders make me wince from affright, but the feelings of rings calm me down, already knowing who decided to join me in the library.

“Not just absolutely beautiful, but smart too” Draco sits down at the empty seat beside me and looks at me with a small smirk “You didn’t come to dinner”

“You should pay at least half of this attention to your girlfriend” I glance at him from the corner of my eyes and grab my quill “Where is she?”

“I don’t know. Probably with Pansy again” he shrugs and plays with the end of my ponytail, twirling my hair around his fingers gently. I smile softly and focus on the open book in front of me, reading through the chapter and taking some notes that might be useful for my essay later “Where’s your worthless and sad excuse of a boyfriend?” I look at him with a raised eyebrow and bite the inside of my cheek “What? You know that he is”

“You’re unbelievable” I roll my eyes and turn away from him, looking around the library to make sure we’re alone. Draco leans closer to me and leaves small and soft kisses on my neck, putting his hand on my thigh and squeezing it gently, his rings pressing into my skin.

“I know, angel” his hot breath hits my skin “But you liked this a few days ago, didn’t you?”

I’m blinking slowly, my eyelids feeling heavy and I need every strength in my body to not fall asleep during Ancient Studies. Professor Bathsheda Babbling walks around the classroom, talking slowly about the Maurie people, her voice lulling most of the students into a sleepy state, making it hard for us to concentrate and take notes.

“As the map below demonstrates” she points her wand at the map” the Maori are descended from the great Polynesian way-finders. New Zealand was the last landing place for the way-finders, as no further journeys were made after this time. Have a quick peek at the bottom right corner of the map. See the island called Rapa Nui? That is one of the places we shall discuss next week, but let’s come back to the Maori for now” I yawn and shake my head, trying to stay awake.

“This is ridiculous” Draco groans quietly from next to me “We will never need this information. Why can’t they teach us some real magic?” He whispers under his breath and shakes his head, his light blonde hair falling into his forehead, almost reaching his eyes. I feel a sudden urge to reach my hand out and smooth it back, but I have to keep my hands to myself. Not just because we’re in class, but because his girlfriend is sitting at the front with my boyfriend.

“You can never know when we’re gonna need this in the future” I look at him and smile softly “But you’re right. This is boring” I groan a little and put my chin in my hand, looking at the map by the blackboard.

“I know how we can make it more interesting” he whispers and moves his chair closer to me and puts his hand on my knee and slowly moving it higher, stroking the inner side of my thigh. My body reacts to his touch in no time and I feel the already familiar butterflies start to wake up in my stomach, opening their wings “You drive me insane, angel” he whispers in my ear, so quietly, nobody can hear anything, except me. Draco’s fingers slowly make their way even higher, making my thighs close and my eyes widen a bit.

“Dray, we’re in class” I glare at him, but the lust in my eyes betray me the second he looks into my eyes. The smirk on his lips tells me that he knows very well that I want his touch as much as he wants to touch me. His eyes command me to open my legs for him, and I obey with no objection. I swallow hard and nod, giving him consent to touch me.

“Good girl” he smiles and strokes the edge of my underwear, making my body go crazy from his touch. I breathe a little faster and force myself to keep my eyes on the professor and act like nothing is happening under the desk. His middle finger touches my core, and I see the satisfied grin on his face from the corner of my eyes, when he feels that my body reacts to his touch just like he wants it “Keep quiet for me, baby girl” he whispers and hooks his finger into my underwear, tugging on it gently to pull it down “Take it off, angel” he bites his bottom lip softly and gives me the most lustful eyes ever. I gulp and do as he asked me. I feel shameful for not even trying to protest, but my need for his touch is stronger than my will to think logically. I move my legs a bit to wiggles down my underwear and step out of it, reaching down to crumple the delicate lace into a ball and hand it over to him. The small material gets lost in his big hand and he brings it to his nose, smiling proudly “You always smell so divine” he puts my underwear in the pocket of his pants and places his hand exactly to where I want him the most. His finger gently touches my clit and rubs it in circler motion, making me sigh in pleasure. My reaction encourages him to go further and teases my slit with his other finger to make me much wetter and excited.

“Dray” I wrap my fingers around his wrist, stopping him when he pushes the first digit of his finger into my entrance. I look at him and melt under his eyes, loosening my fingers around his hand and giving in. I hate and love at the same time that he has this effect on me. Even though deep down I know very well that I’m betraying someone who loves me. We both do.

“Shh, let me feel you” he pushes his finger further in me and keeps rubbing my clit with his thumb. I close my eyes for a second, enjoying the feeling of his hand working wonders on the most sensitive part of my body “Mine” Draco whispers and adds another finger. I bite down my tongue to keep back my moan and focus on my breathing. He turns his attention to the class, looking around with an arrogant smirk, making sure that everyone else is too focused on not falling asleep or taking notes. He moves his fingers faster, making it almost impossible for me to keep quiet. My walls tighten around his fingers as he touches the sweet spot and I bite my lip. I cover up my mouth with my hand and grab the spine of my book, taking deep breaths to ease the feeling building up in my abdomen as he curves my fingers inside me and rubs my clit faster.

“Draco” I whisper and look at him pleadingly, silently begging for him to stop my tribulation and let me finish off. My vision becomes a little blurry, the outlines of his face look washed away and my breathing becomes shaky “Please” I mouth to him and he grins at me, shaking his head and pulling out his fingers, cruelly leaving me hanging on the edge of my orgasm. He smirks at me and puts his fingers in his mouth, wrapping his beautiful lips around them and licking off my juice, closing his eyes humming in satisfaction.

“Not yet, mon chéri” he rubs my thigh slowly and grabs his quill to take notes. I groan in annoyance and force myself to pay attention to the lesson. I feel his eyes on me, and I know that he is very much pleased with himself for edging me during class, and not giving me the satisfaction I was craving for.

Three months. It has been three months since this madness started between him and me, and I feel like my body and soul are ready to catch on fire. With every single glance, it gets harder and harder for me to stay away from him. The thing we have is on another level, something I thought I would never be able to feel or experience. The eye contacts are longer now, and the secret touches under the table, the hand brushing as we pass each other in the corridors, the meetings at the library or the top of Astronomy Tower made it more interesting, but dangerous at the same time. We were playing with fire and we weren’t the only ones who were about to get hurt if we made a tiny mistake. But it is hard. We both know we are stuck in relationships that no longer make us happy, but neither of us knows how to end them and move on. It wasn’t just lusting anymore. We cheated. Not just physically, but emotionally too when we fall in love with each other. I shamelessly love a man who’s loved by another woman. The worst part is, I don’t feel bad. Not at all. And with that, I betrayed a man, who loves me and wants a future with me.

“Hey” Draco whispers in my ear as he wraps his arms around me from behind, kissing my neck softly and smiling against my skin “Come with me” he nibbles on my earlobe and licks the sensitive and thin skin behind my ear, making a soft moan leave me lips.

“We have class in half an hour, plus” I pull away to look around quickly “We’re at the courtyard. Anyone can see us now” I gently push him away from me.

“Let’s skip. Professor Wessex won’t even notice, he’s always too occupied by the nonsense things he is trying to teach us” he shrugs and strokes my lower stomach. Draco leans to my ear to whisper into it “Angel, I can’t wait any longer” I look up at him, but it’s my downfall. Everything in his eyes mesmerises me and I give up. I nod and take his hand, following him to the seventh floor.

Strong hands grab my arm and suddenly pull me into a closet as I’m walking to my next class in a hurry. Before I can say anything, a cold hand covers my mouth and a strong and tall body presses me against the wall. The amazing scent of my kidnapper tells me I have nothing to worry about, it’s only Draco. He locks the door behind him and slowly takes off his hand from my mouth and looks down at me.

“I hate that he can touch you whenever he feels like” his eyes are dark from rage and lust “I want to touch you too” he gently moves his hands down on my arms, making me shiver a little “This should be all mine” his hands trace my body, admiring me with his touch “And this too” Draco places his hand on my chest, closing his eyes and feeling my heart beating hard against my chest. I sigh and rest my forehead against his shoulder.

“Dray”

“No” he puts his finger on my lips, silencing me and kissing my cheek softly, his lips barely touching my skin “Stop fighting. We both want the same thing” he leaves small kisses on my cheek “Angel, you’re always on my mind” he sighs and strokes his thumb across my bottom lip, looking into my eyes deeply. I close my eyes and kiss his finger softly.

“You’re always on my mind too, Dray” I sigh and put my hands on both sides of his cheeks, stroking his soft skin with my thumbs. He lifts me and places me on the desk behind me, stepping between my legs and wrapping his arms around my waist.

“Say it again” he rests his forehead against mine “Call me by that name, angel” his fresh breath hits my face and I smile.

“Dray” I breathe out the name, making him smile. He hovers his lips over mine, the thought of his lips being just a breath away from mine drive me crazy.

“I lo-“ I put my finger on his lips to silence him. He opens his eyes and looks into mine, telling me everything he wants, without actually using his words. And I don’t need to hear him saying it out loud. I know exactly.

“I know. I do too” I whisper and place my lips on his gently, feeling them curve into a smile. He holds me closer to his body and kisses me harder, his lips moving in perfect harmony with mine. We sigh at the same time, forgetting everything and everyone, only focusing on the other and the moment.

Draco laces our fingers together and closes his eyes, facing the wall where the Room of Requirements is hidden behind. I admire his profile and see faintly as the door appears, waiting for us to enter and hide us from the world. He opens the door and pulls me with him into a normal-sized room with a king-sized bed in the middle. I look around the room, taking in the simple decoration in the dim light, already feeling the nice feeling of the silk bedsheets under my touch and enjoying the amazing smell of the vanilla-scented candles all around the room. I turn around to face him. He is already looking at me, loosening his tie and taking a few steps to close the distance between us. In a second, I feel his lips kissing me hungrily, walking to the bed with me in between his strong arms and gently pushing me down on my back.

“Angel” he breathes and climbs on top of me, putting his knee close to my core “You have no idea how many times I fantasised of this moment” he examines my face and leans down to press his lips on mine again, kissing me passionately. I grab his tie and pull him even closer to me, having our bodies pressed together, melting into one. I finally feel happy. I feel like I’m finally home under him.

“Me too, lover” I whisper against his lips and deepen the kiss by biting his bottom lip softly, getting access to his mouth. I waste no time and slip my tongue into his mouth, immediately finding his and asking it for a dance. His hands roam around my body, sliding up and down on my sides and following the curves of my body.

“My angel” his lips find their way down to my neck, leaving small and soft kisses on my skin to drive me crazy and crave him even more “My only angel” Draco gently bites the spot where the bottom of my neck meets my shoulder, taking a bit of my skin between his teeth teasing it with the tip of his tongue and sucking on it. I moan as he works on my erogenous spot and takes off his tie, making a place for my hands to unbutton his shirt as fast as I can. I feel his smirk against my skin “So needy” he chuckles and pulls away, looking down at me like a predator “Oh angel, no need to rush. We’re going to stay here for a while” he slowly licks his lips and takes off my tie, placing it next to him. His long fingers work on the buttons of my shirt, opening it and sliding it off my shoulders, leaving me under him only in my uniform skirt and bra. His grey eyes turn dark and a dangerous grin appears on his lips “Mine, the only mine” his fingertips stroke my skin so softly, it makes my skin appear in goosebumps.

“Dray” I whimper, wanting more of him. His lips on my skin, his hands holding me close and he buried deep inside me. He smiles at me and shakes his head slowly.

“Easy, kitten” he looks at me with lust “So beautiful” his eyes wander around my almost half-naked body, taking in every inch of my skin. Draco places his hands on my breasts, gently gripping them. He moves the laces down to free my nipples and he strokes them with his thumbs, making them hard under his teasing touch. I start to breathe faster, getting more impatient with every small touching “Look how perfectly your body is reacting to my touch” he stares at my breasts, parting his lips a bit. He glances up at my face and gets up from the bed and reaches down to his belt and takes it off, dropping it to the floor. I prop myself up on my elbows to watch him, looking at his toned muscles and defined abs. He was my favourite masterpiece and I could have watched him all day long nakedly.

“Perfect” I whisper and look at his face. Draco smirks and takes off his shirt, throwing it down too before undoing his pants and taking them off, standing by the end of the bed in only his black boxers. I lick my lips at the sight of the big bulge in his underwear and my whole body catches on fire. He crawls back on a bed with the grace of a leopard and kisses he was up to my lips from my lower stomach.

“You’re mine” he growls and kisses my lips passionately “Say it, baby”

“I’m yours” I whimper and wraps my arms around his shoulders, pulling his body closer to mine “All yours, Dray” I whisper against his lips and moving my hands down on his back, gently stroking his spine and squeezing his hips before placing my palm on his erection, playing him gently and teasingly.

“No” he grabs my hand and brings both of them above my head and ties them to the headboard with his tie “You look perfect like this” he slides his hands down on my body, across my breasts, down to my skirt and pulling it down gently, throwing it to the pile of our clothes on the floor. He rubs his bulge to my wet core, making me moan softly and beg for him to finally give in and have me “So desperate” he chuckles darkly and rips my underwear apart, throwing it behind him and laying between my thighs, forcing them open and pinning them down to the mattress “Such a pretty and smooth pussy” he whispers and gently kisses my Venus hill. I take a sharp breath and looks down at him. His blonde hair covers my naked core and lowers my stomach. Draco smiles against my skin and licks my clit a few times then wraps his lips around it and sucks slowly. The feeling of his mouth on me makes my stomach erupt in fireworks. He slowly and gently works wonders on me, changing from licking and sucking every once in a while.

“Draco” I soft moan leaves my mouth and my back arches when I feel two of his fingers entering my entrance suddenly. I move my hips closer to his face, but he holds me down with his free hand, pressing his fingers into my stomach “Fuck…” I close my eyes, tilting my head back from pleasure. I breathe faster and tug on the tie that holds my hands in hostage, not giving me the freedom to dig my fingers into his soft hair. Draco moans around my clit when my walls tighten around his fingers, pushing me closer to my orgasm “Don’t stop” I groan and grind my pussy on his lips and fingers, desperately trying to reach my high as soon as possible. My moans become longer as my legs start to shake from my coming orgasm and Draco knows it too. He slows down his movements and pulls away just as I’m ready to release my orgasm.

“Not yet, angel” he smiles at me and blows on my hot pussy, making the feeling almost unbearable “You taste so sweet” he collects a few drops of my juice with his finger and brings it to my lips, spreading it on my mouth “Taste yourself” he commands with a strict tone and I immediately lick my lips, tasting myself and closing my eyes “You’re my favourite dessert”

“Please, I need you” I look at him. Draco smiles arrogantly, enjoying my begging and suffering. I lick my lips, looking at him up and down.

“My pretty little slut” he pulls down his boxers, kicking them to the side. His erection almost hits his abs, the vein visibly hugs his whole length, making my mouth water from the sight. I swallow hard, imagining his whole trying to fit in me “Don’t worry, angel, I’m going to be gentle…at first” he smiles at me and kisses my lips gently “But now, I want to hear you saying it” Draco positions his tip to my entrance, rubbing it in my wetness “Say it”

“I love you” I breathe out and he only needs this before he slowly pushes his tip inside me, going deeper and deeper. I bite my lip, trying to get used to his size and the tense feeling in my pussy. He stops for a moment to let me adjust to him, kissing my cheeks and nose to ease my discomfort. I let out a small moan, letting him know I was ready to have him move and push his whole length in me.

“So fucking tight” he groans and tilts his head back. A louder moan escapes my lips when I feel him moving past my pelvis and hitting my g spot with his tip. He looks down at me holding himself up by his forearm, his other hand dripping my waist and pinning it down “Angel” he moans softly and starts to rock his hips back and forth in a perfect rhythm. There is no inch of my skin that doesn’t feel him. With every move, he goes harder, making longer moans erupt from my throat and having me tugging on the tie, desperately wanting to wrap my arms around his waist to keep him as close as possible “Fuck” Draco groans deeply and digs his fingers in my hips, leaving his fingertips as bruises on my skin. I close my eyes and throw my head back, tightening my walls around his cock “You feel so good kitten” he looks down at me and smirks “My pretty little girl”

“Oh my…” I breathe heavily and look at him. His eyes are almost black from lust, but the love in them is still visible “Draco” I moan and try to compose a normal sentence, but the words keep stuck in my throat, only coming out as small moans and whimpers. He suddenly pulls out and grabs both of my legs, pulling them over his shoulders and slamming his whole length in me without a warning. I let out a small scream and arch my back as his tip hits me. He smirks and thrust into me faster, the only sound in the room are our moans and groans and our bodies colliding with his thrusts. His skin shines in the candlelight from the sweat, his eyes never leaving my face.

“Fucking hell” he whispers and goes harder. We both moan louder and Draco grabs my legs tighter, leaving bruises on the skin on my thighs. He looks down, watching with parted lips as his cock moves in and out of my pussy, my juice and his pre-cum making it smooth to move and for us to enjoy it even more than before “I’m going to cum into your tight little pussy” he growls and his thrust become sloppier but rougher.

“My, oh…gosh” I moan uncontrollably. My vision becomes blurry and my legs shake on his shoulders “Draco…please” I whimper and my walls tighten over and over again around him, pushing both of us closer to the edge. He looks at me and let’s go off one of my legs, spitting on two of his fingers and bringing them to my clit, rubbing it in a fast, circling motion. Tears fill up my eyes and I beg for him to let me cum.

“Release it, princess” he whispers and his low and raspy voice pushes me over the edge, making my back arch and a loud moan leave my lips and I cum around his cock, breathing heavily and whimpering as he keeps thrusting harder in my sensitive pussy “Gosh, you’re breathtaking” he watches my face and after a few more thrusts, I feel his warm cum filling me up, and Draco lets my legs fall off from his shoulders and pulls out, quickly moving between my legs and looking at our mixed juices leak from my pussy. He smirks and pushes our cums back “I want my seeds to stay in your perfect pussy, angel” he kisses my clit gently and moves to lay next to me. He tucks my hair out of my face and kisses my lips softly “You did amazing, baby girl” he whispers against my lips and lays down on his back, pulling me on his chest and wrapping both of his arms around me “I’m in love with you, angel” he breathes and holds me closer. I tilt my head up to look at him and smile softly. I should be feeling bad and guilty. And a part of me does. But the love I have for him is stronger. I can’t feel bad for letting myself love someone who wants me the same way as I want him.

“We’re shameless” I whisper and cup his cheek with my hand, admiring every feature on his face. His now again grey eyes smile back at me softly.

“But we’re in love” he kisses my forehead and pulls the covers over our naked bodies “We’re going to be fine. You’re mine, and I’m yours, angel” he pecks my lips and closes my eyes. I watch him rest for a while, but the tiredness wins and I close my eyes too, falling asleep in his arms, not caring about anything in the world.

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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People don’t seem to notice, that I am very much aware of the fact that I’m too skinny, but they fail to understand, that the single thought of gaining weights makes me terrified and I refuse to eat.

#possibly triggering #eating disoder thoughts

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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hi idk if you take requests (if you don’t just ignore me lol) this is me getting a bit personal but I have premature ovarian failure due to having cancer when I was younger. but I’ve always wanted to be a mom :( I was wondering if you could do a fic (w/Draco) where we had a baby and we were all super close! (Probably scorpius) thank you for your time :) love your writes! <3

Baby I am so so sorry about your condition and I’m sending you all my love and more!

While I don’t take fic requests, I’d be more than happy to make this a dialogue baby blurb for you!

Stay strong my love🥰

“Where are my little bundles of joy?” The sweet sounding hum of Draco’s voice floods the house, prompting you to bound up from the couch and grab your toddler son’s chubby hand with you.

Your husband grabs you by the waist, letting his briefcase and jacket fall to the ground discarded as he takes you off the ground, for the sole purpose of capturing your lips in his; his taste sweet like candy, his touch soft like plush.

Your son tugs impatiently on your sundress with one hand and Draco’s work shirt with the other, breaking the embrace apart as his need for attention grows. You step aside, letting Scorpius get lifted into mid-air by his father, watching Draco press kiss after kiss to his plump cheek.

“You was gone for so long!” The baby blonde whines, displeased with how Draco had departed for a business trip a week and a half ago with your son unaware of the circumstance.

“I’m sorry my little dragon, duty calls y’know,” he teases, eliciting a surprised giggle from the three year old.

“You said doody,”

You and Draco shared an amused look at the child’s humor that, to be fair, both you and your husband used up until your mid-teens.

“Alright well, we’ll have time for jokes at a later time but for now, Dray come sit. I made dinner for us!” You lead them to the kitchen table, knowing he must be starved from the long flight home.

“Oh thank Merlin. If there’s one thing I missed, it’s your cooking.” He tucks a napkin into his shirt, grabbing the fork and knife beside the full plate, blissfully oblivious to what he had just said.

That the only thing he missed was your cooking…

You and Scorpius stare him down from each side of his face, waiting for him to come to the realization.

Draco’s eyes dart back and forth, “Uh a-and you two of course…”

You chuckle, thwacking him on the arm as you jut your head, indicating him to start eating before he makes another stupid comment.

“Dada!” Scorp yelps, plopping his finger into the meal on Draco’s plate. “Lemme feed you! Momma feeds me, I gotta do it to you!” Your son’s broken English was too adorable to you, the way he barely manages to string words together comprehensively making your heart flutter.

“Well alright then,” Draco agrees, letting his mouth fall open to where his child is now shoving pieces of chicken into his mouth.

You watch from your seat Draco struggle to keep up with his son’s aggressive pace of dropping food past his lips.

“Slow down bud!” He cautions with a laugh, purposely biting the tip of his son’s finger softly as a joke.

You let your chin be supported by your palm, entranced with the dynamic the two shared over almost anything that could create a father/son bond.

And suddenly, a wave of warmth washes over you. Solace, almost.

That this was your family; your heart and soul.

And these were your boys; your very own pride and joy.

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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Needed This ↝ D.M

Dad Draco Malfoy x Mum Female Reader

↝ Bethie’s Masterlist

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Request? Yes

Summary: Draco returns home to see Y/n in bed with their kids sleeping beside her.

Blood Status: Any

House: Any

Year: Post-War

Warnings? Dad Draco

Words: 0.8k

Author’s Note: Thank you so much for requesting this and I hope everyone enjoys <3

Draco can feel the pads of his feet reach the surface again, the contortion of the quiet alley in London changing to a much more familiar, calmer sight. He recognises the mixture of red and orange toned leaves that scattered the damp stones as he is grounded in front of his house.

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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why are so many great writers leaving? It makes me sad that so many are leaving and that we cant read their content anymore or even say goodbye :(

tumblr used to be a safe place for so many of us, but recently, with the waves of unnecessary hate and bullying, many writers are discouraged to continue writing and don't feel that spark of happiness they used to feel while logging in.

if you're a content consumer, please support your favorite writers as much as you can; leave comments, reblog with tags or a little something like your favorite quote, leave an ask telling them how good their work was and you're endlessly thankful for the time they put in this... too many writers feel like their efforts go to waste because they think they "don't fit in" (this is what a writer friend of mine told me before deactivating, i'm just using her own words here).

writing is fun, it's a hobby for us. so when it slowly turns into a task, something we have to do instead of something we want to do, this is when many of us decide to leave

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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Can you write a draco malfoy hot tub smut?

I dont know, ive just never seen one and it seems like a fun fanfic.

I hope your having a nice day💕

HOT TUB

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x female reader

Summary: Draco and you having fun in a hot tub

Warnings: unprotected sex, kisses, and dirty tall

Notes: Sorry that it took me so long and I'm sorry because is short, I hope you're having a nice day to sweetheart! 💖

“Draco!” Y/n moaned as she continued to move on top of the blonde, the water from the jacuzzi moving everywhere with each thrust they did

“Keep it quiet” he ordered making the grip on her hips tighter, probably forming bruises

Fucking in a Jacuzzi had never occurred to Y/n, but now that she, her boyfriend, and the rest of her friends were traveling, the desire to experience new things invaded her, and Draco of course accepted, he was more than pleased with her idea.

“You love how my cock fills you, right? My silly little bunny” Draco whispered in her ear making her sigh in ecstasy

She loved when he spoke to her like that, Draco could make her orgasm with just his words.

“It feels so good” she gasped starting to slow down her movements, it was kind of funny how she was enjoying it but stopping at the same time

“Did I say you could stop moving?” Draco asked annoyed before Y/n began to work again

her legs couldn't take it anymore.

“Dray, I can't it's too much” Y/n cried feeling Draco's mouth on her nipples

“Just a little more baby” he murmured feeling Y/n's walls squeeze him harder and harder

“You look so beautiful this way, I should record you one day so you could watch yourself” Y/n moaned louder at the thought of a video of her and Draco having sex

“I'm gonna come” Y/n warned placing her hands on her boyfriend's shoulders

“Let it go princess, let it go”

Her eyes closed and she threw her head back in pleasure, her legs trembled and her fluids took care of wetting all of Draco's cock, which came inside her seconds later.

“You did really well love” he I mumble leaving a soft bite on her shoulder

“My good girl”

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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☕︎︎Wedding Day☕︎︎

Summary: Headcanons on what I think Draco will be like on you two’s wedding day.

Warnings: Mentions of crying.

Draco Malfoy x Fem!Reader

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• A mess. He will be a complete mess.

• He would help you with everything. Or at least try.

• His bachelor’s party consisted of the boys begging him to let them take him to a strip club. Saying it’s a “muggle tradition”. You honestly wouldn’t mind, knowing Draco was too infatuated with you to even look at another girl. Nonetheless, he declined and sat there like a teenage girl before her date arrived to pick her up.

• Draco made sure the wedding was everything you wanted.

• He made it a point to anyone working there that even if he agreed to something they would ask you as well.

• He couldn’t care less if the wedding was nice. He would take you to a bar in Las Vegas and get married if that’s what you wanted.

• He also made it a point that you knew there was “absolutely no spending limit”.

• He got what you wanted times two. You want 100 roses? Make it 200.

• The day of the wedding Draco was more nervous than any day in his life.

• He sweat through his undershirt. (Don’t tell him I said that.)

• Blaise and Theo along with a few other friends of his were the best men. They had the hardest job.

• Draco needs reassurance at all times. Everyday. 24/7.

• So imagine what he’s like on his wedding day.

• By the time he was standing there waiting for you he was shaking.

• Cool, calm, and collected Draco Malfoy was about to lose it in front of hundreds of people. His family, your family, his friends, your friends (who he happened to hate), even a few teachers that you two kept in contact with.

• When he saw his beautiful bride walk down the aisle it was over for him.

• Tears flooded down his cheeks and he backed up in embarrassment making Blaise push him forward a bit. The crowd laughed.

• It felt as if it was only the two of you when you got close. He looked at you with such admiration it was as if you were an angel.

• The vows he read made it obvious what he was up doing all the nights before. You were worried he had cold feet. He was making sure they were perfect.

• He read them through sobs and softly shook his head at all the nice things you said about him in yours.

• Right as the priest said the words he grabbed you harshly and pulled you in for a kiss. Holding you as if you would run away.

• After the ceremony he was a bit more relaxed.

• There was a massive ballroom with a DJ and everyone was having a blast.

• You twos first dance brought back the waterworks on his part.

• You all played the classic muggle wedding games and danced.

• He danced with your little siblings and even put a flower in your little sister's hair.

“I think I like him now.” She said to you.

• He pulled off the garter-with his teeth-with ease as the crowd wolf-whistled and squealed. You couldn’t help but hide your face in your hands as he looked up at you.

• You two were showered in rose petals as you walked into the white limo.

• Going to your dream honeymoon location.

• Only the best for his girl.

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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Shameless | Draco Malfoy x Reader (smut)

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Words: 5,235

Warnings: smut, public fingering, cheating, edging, praising

“Don’t even look in my direction, eh?” He whispers in my ear in a drawling voice, making chills run down my spine and wake up the butterflies in my stomach “What a shame, angel”

“Not just absolutely beautiful, but smart too” Draco sits down at the empty seat beside me and looks at me with a small smirk “You didn’t come to dinner”

“You should pay at least half of this attention to your girlfriend” I glance at him from the corner of my eyes and grab my quill “Where is she?”

“I know, angel” his hot breath hits my skin “But you liked this a few days ago, didn’t you?”

“We have class in half an hour, plus” I pull away to look around quickly “We’re at the courtyard. Anyone can see us now” I gently push him away from me.

“Dray”

“Say it again” he rests his forehead against mine “Call me by that name, angel” his fresh breath hits my face and I smile.

“Dray” I breathe out the name, making him smile. He hovers his lips over mine, the thought of his lips being just a breath away from mine drive me crazy.

“Dray” I whimper, wanting more of him. His lips on my skin, his hands holding me close and he buried deep inside me. He smiles at me and shakes his head slowly.

“You’re mine” he growls and kisses my lips passionately “Say it, baby”

“Please, I need you” I look at him. Draco smiles arrogantly, enjoying my begging and suffering. I lick my lips, looking at him up and down.

“We’re shameless” I whisper and cup his cheek with my hand, admiring every feature on his face. His now again grey eyes smile back at me softly.

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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Shameless | Draco Malfoy x Reader (smut)

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x Reader

Words: 5,235

Warnings: smut, public fingering, cheating, edging, praising

“Don’t even look in my direction, eh?” He whispers in my ear in a drawling voice, making chills run down my spine and wake up the butterflies in my stomach “What a shame, angel”

“Not just absolutely beautiful, but smart too” Draco sits down at the empty seat beside me and looks at me with a small smirk “You didn’t come to dinner”

“You should pay at least half of this attention to your girlfriend” I glance at him from the corner of my eyes and grab my quill “Where is she?”

“I know, angel” his hot breath hits my skin “But you liked this a few days ago, didn’t you?”

“We have class in half an hour, plus” I pull away to look around quickly “We’re at the courtyard. Anyone can see us now” I gently push him away from me.

“Dray”

“Say it again” he rests his forehead against mine “Call me by that name, angel” his fresh breath hits my face and I smile.

“Dray” I breathe out the name, making him smile. He hovers his lips over mine, the thought of his lips being just a breath away from mine drive me crazy.

“Dray” I whimper, wanting more of him. His lips on my skin, his hands holding me close and he buried deep inside me. He smiles at me and shakes his head slowly.

“You’re mine” he growls and kisses my lips passionately “Say it, baby”

“Please, I need you” I look at him. Draco smiles arrogantly, enjoying my begging and suffering. I lick my lips, looking at him up and down.

“My, oh…gosh” I moan uncontrollably. My vision becomes blurry and my legs shake on his shoulders “Draco…please” I whimper and my walls tighten over and over again around him, pushing both of us closer to the edge. He looks at me and let's go off one of my legs, spitting on two of his fingers and bringing them to my clit, rubbing it in a fast, circling motion. Tears fill up my eyes and I beg for him to let me cum.

“We’re shameless” I whisper and cup his cheek with my hand, admiring every feature on his face. His now again grey eyes smile back at me softly.

#Draco malfoy #Draco Malfoy smut #Draco Malfoy one shot #Draco Malfoy imagine story #Harry Potter smut #Harry Potter one shots #Draco Malfoy x reader #smut #edging #cheating

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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You break your ankle and Tom goes full protector mode and won’t let you do anything. Like make it as fluffy as you can

hey darling. I can't express how sorry I am for making you wait for so so sooo long, but I'm finally back and your request was the first one I wrote and posted. Hope you like it. xx

https://didsomeonesaydaddydraco.tumblr.com/post/654876333586923520/baby-you-tom-felton-x-reader

#im back

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didsomeonesaydaddydraco · 3 years

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Baby you | Tom Felton x Reader

Pairing: Tom Felton x Reader

Words: 1,637

Warning: none. just fluff

Author’s note: Sorry for the long wait, I was on a hiatus. I had to figure out a few things in my life and focus on my mental health.

Hospitals have always been one of my least favorite places on the planet. When a family member or acquaintance had a kid, I didn't even want to go there. I felt sick to my stomach from the scent of antiseptics and the notion that someone could be dying in one of the rooms, so I tried to stay away from the building as much as possible. But right now, I'm sitting in the waiting room, staring at half-white, half-sage green walls, trying to take in as little air as possible to avoid the stench of antiseptics and my excessively protective boyfriend freaking out next to me.

"How many times do I have to tell you that you need to be more cautious?" Tom sighs and fidgets with his watch on his wrist, checking the time every second and blaming the ER nurses and physicians for their slow job. "We've been here for more than a half-hour and no one has bothered to inquire as to what we're waiting for.”

"Tom, I have a sprained ankle, but I'm not going to die. Calm down, just because you're impatient doesn't mean they can work faster," I say as I roll my eyes and gaze around the waiting area, attempting to figure out why people are there. He groans and gets up to find a nurse or a doctor who can finally check on my leg. I take a big breath and rub my temples. Deep down, I'm glad he went to see a doctor because my ankle has swollen and become more painful than it was when we arrived. I would never have given him the satisfaction of being correct about me pushing my limits too hard and refusing to accept when my body attempts to tell me to stop or not do anything, putting me in situations like the one I'm in now. When I tried the online yoga session, it was meant to be a simple assignment, and I carefully followed every instruction, but my body was still fatigued and stiff from the hiking the day before. And, of course, my obstinate arse refused to listen to Tom when he advised me to take a break and try the class again a few days later.

He sits down next to me and takes my hand in his, massaging the back of it with his thumb. "Alright, a nurse will be with us shortly," he says. Without saying anything, I kiss his shoulder and express my gratitude for his kindness and affection. "You don't have to hide it; I can tell how much pain you're in right now just by looking at the size and colour of your ankle, dear."

I roll my eyes and lie my head on his shoulders, smelling his wonderful aroma and listening to his slow breathing. I attempt to ignore the puzzled looks of onlookers and patients who recognise him and are undoubtedly trying to figure out why he's there and with whom. We never told the gossip-hungry social media users and the deceitful newspapers about our relationship. Only those who were close to us knew about us, and we want it that way.

"Miss Y/L/N, please come with me," a middle-aged nurse says, smiling gently and directing us to the examination room, where a doctor is already waiting for us. Tom assists me in standing and sitting up in bed, and then graciously moves away to give the nurse and doctor more room.

"What appears to be a problem, Miss Y/L/N?" He gets up from his desk and walks over to me, where he sits on a little stool and gently touches my ankle, causing me to groan in pain.

"She felt it would be a good idea to try an online yoga class with no prior experience in either an online class or yoga," Tom says, looking at me and then at the doctor.

"On my own, I can tell him what's wrong." I give my lover a mischievous scowl before returning my gaze to the doctor, who is attempting to examine my ankle without further injuring it. "But in a nutshell, that's what happened, huh”

"All right, let me see that ankle," he jokes, and a two-hour treatment begins, including a trip to another hospital level to have it x-rayed.

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"Careful" Tom assists me out of the car and supports me by placing my arm around his shoulder as we walk to the house. "You know what the nice thing in this?" I asked, holding a gorgeous pink plaster on my ankle up to the middle of my shin and a small bottle of pills in case "You know what the good thing in this?”

"No, but knowing you, you'll tell me in less than a minute," I say softly as I take a seat on the living room couch, my leg propped up next to me to relax.

"I can baby you, and you won't be able to stop me," he grins as he walks to the backyard to allow Willow in and feed her. She dashes inside, but Tom stops her and kneels to cup her cheek. "Willow, listen to me, mommy's ankle is injured, so you must be gentle around her," he says. "Please don't jump on mama or lay on her legs." He kisses Willow on the head and walks away. I chuckle from the living room, knowing well well that no one can stop Willow from sleeping on my leg.

———

"Tom?" you might ask. An hour later, I dial his number. After the painkiller knocked me out, I got a great nap, and when I awoke, Willow was sleeping on top of me, breathing noisily in my neck. I hear loud and rapid footsteps, so I suppose my partner is running down from our room or his study to the living area.

"Are you all right? Is there anything else you require? Do you have any discomfort?" I giggle quietly as he looks at me with a worried expression on his face.

"I'm alright, but could you just get me a bottle of water?" I give him a friendly grin and gently massage the area behind Willow's ear. I smile at her as she groans a bit in her sleep.

Tom goes in and brings me my water before sitting down next to me and wrapping his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to his body, and kissing my cheek softly.

"How are you doing?" he inquires.

"Much better," I say softly as I put my head on his shoulder, my eyes resting a bit. "Now that you're with me, sweetheart," I say softly as I kiss his lips and lean my head on his shoulder, resting my eyes a little.

"I've been thinking about us," she says. "We've been dating for a while, and if I'm being honest, you're the only person in my life who gives meaning to everything," Tom says, taking a deep breath. "Y/N, you're the light in my days, and I'm tired of always having to go over to your place, or waiting for you until you're off work and can come over.”

I bite the inside of my cheek, trying to figure out if the butterflies and peculiar feeling in my stomach are due to the love and happiness this man has given me for almost two years, or to my concern about his intentions about this brief speech. I raise my eyes to him and admire his features.

"Y/N, would you like to move in with me and Willow?" he asks, sighing and looking down at me with genuine love in his ocean blue eyes. I give him a big smile and kiss his jaw. When my buddy put me up on a blind date with him two years ago, I was convinced he'd find someone else shortly. But no, this man has always been at my side, giving me his undivided attention, sharing his dreams and anxieties with me, and becoming not only my lover, but also my best friend. I knew I didn't want to be with anybody else the moment he revealed me his soul.

"I'd love to, babe," I say as I stroke his thigh and advance a little to lightly kiss his lips. He pulls me closer to him and places his palm on my cheek, stroking my skin with his thumb as he smiles against my lips and intensifies our kiss. I make a slight movement, and he instantly pulls away from me, frowning at my leg.

"No, no, no sexy time till your leg is better," he says, shaking his head and kissing the bridge of my nose. "Do you need extra pillow under your leg?" he asks. Or do you want me to take Willow off your lap?"

"No, I want you to kiss me again," I say as I grip his chin and turn his face back to me.

"Okay, so, I brought additional pillows to our bed, so you may put your leg on them at night," he pecks my lips a few times before pulling away, prompting me to grunt in irritation. “My mom will be here shortly with soup and cookies, as she is concerned about your health. In addition, I composed a song about our hospital visit and-“

"Tom, I love you, but you talk too much sometimes" I chuckle and look at him. "You know, you could use your lips for something other than talking" Tom grins and leans in closer to my lips. "Oh, really?" he asks, softly touching his lips to mine. "I can think of a few things you don't need your leg for" he kisses the corner of my lips and pulls me onto his lap.

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