#drao malfoy smut

[saintlike78]

Enemy [D.M.]

A/N: I get so much inspo from Dani and Nani tbh, but this is for @silverdelirium 🤍

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x fem!virgin!reader

Words: 3.1k

Summary: kinda based on this. Enemy Draco fucking virgin reader, leaving her to slip into sub space.

Warnings: NSFW! (+16), virgin reader, dub con, daddy kink, vaginal sex, degradation, praise, oral (f receiving), sub space, choking, crying. Lmk if I missed anything.

The breath was knocked slightly out of you as your body bumped against the side of the tall figure walking in the opposite direction to you. A scowl decorated his face and an annoyed grunt left his lips.

“Watch where you’re going, y/l/n,” he growled, stopping in his tracks to turn towards you.

“Oh, Malfoy, didn’t see you there,” you smirked, angling your head up to look at him as he stepped closer.

“You better watch yourself.”

Your smirk only grew, your bodies so close your chests were practically touching.

“What're you gonna do, huh? Tell your father I bumped into you,” you poked, playing with fire. You knew you’d struck something by the way his eyes blazed and nostrils flared.

A small smirk twitched on his lips, “y/l/n, I’d advise you to shut that little mouth of yours.”

The electricity buzzed all around you, the silence bouncing on the walls of the empty corridor as you stared into his grey stormy eyes.

“Make me,” you whispered smugly.

Draco closed his eyes, shaking his head, “that’s it.”

Before you could process what was happening, Draco had your arm in his grasp hauling you with him. You were pushed into a dusty broom cupboard, one abandoned by Filch many years ago.

Draco shut the door firmly behind him, pushing your body against the dusty wall, pressing himself up against you.

“What're you doing?” you asked, voice strained as you were pressed against the wall.

“Teaching a slutty little brat a lesson.”

You gasped as Draco’s hand snaked around your body, grasping your throat with his large hand, squeezing just enough for it to be felt.

He used his free hand to flip up your skirt, landing a harsh smack right on the smooth flesh.

“Ow, Malfoy!” you tried turning your head, but he only squeezed your throat tighter.

“Shut your mouth, stupid brat…- and you’ll address me as daddy, you got that?”

You tried straining, but to no avail.

“I said, you got that?” he growled right by your ear, pinching your thigh.

“Yes,” you breathed out shakily.

“Yes, what?”

You shut your eyes, “yes, daddy.”

Draco let out a pleased hum, moving your lace panties to the side and running a finger through your folds without warning.

“Such a fucking slut, all wet from being pressed against a wall,” he chuckled sadistically.

Nerves ran through your body and mind, your mouth shut quiet as you listened to the zip of Draco’s school trousers and the clinking of his belt. You let out another gasp as you felt something run through your folds once more before prodding at your entrance.

The nerves clouded your mind and your body tensed right as he pushed into you in one swift motion.

“Ow, Daddy,” you whimpered, knuckles turning white as they balled against the wall.

“Aww, can your slutty little cunt not handle it?” he cooed mockingly.

He thrust his hips against yours, fast deep strokes that hit spots within you, you didn’t know existed.

“Not so smart are you now,” Draco smirked, pulling your head against his shoulder as he kept rutting into you.

You shook your head, the pain bleeding into pleasure and a buzz ringing through your mind.

Draco just laughed, squeezing your throat.

“It hasn’t even been ten minutes and you’re already fucked dumb, dirty little slut.”

You could only moan in response, mouth open and slack as he kept moving his hips against your bottom.

His free hand moved over the front of your body, landing inside your panties; his finger found your clit, rubbing circles on the sensitive nub. You jumped at the friction, a whimper tore from your throat and your cunt squeezed around Draco’s cock.

“Daddy, feels weird in my tummy,” you whined, Draco’s fingers speeding up on your clit.

“Such a greedy fucking slut…- cum around my cock then,” Draco grunted, voice strained as he neared his release.

Your legs shook and your body stiffened as you tumbled over the edge, pushed by Draco’s hard thrusts into you. Your knees buckled, but his grip on you kept you up against him, your chest pushed into the wall.

“Can’t even stand by yourself, ‘s fucking pathetic,” Draco growled, his grip on you tight.

With a few more thrusts Draco stilled, filling you up, letting out an outright pornographic groan.

You tried catching your breath, eyes closed and mind fogging like a windshield. It crept its way up your body, filling your mind with static, leaving you unable to focus on anything but Draco and his cock still within you.

He gave your parted lips a peck before patting your cheek and pulling out; a whimper was pulled from your lips, your body stiff in place. Draco moved your panties back over your cunt, keeping in your mixed releases, patting your bum.

“That should keep you in check,” he murmured with a smirk, pleased to watch you speechless, struggling on shaky legs to turn around.

He tucked himself away, giving you a quick look before he left.

You were so confused and out of it, heart stinging as you watched the door close behind him - you felt so useless and used.

.

The static never left, it trailed after you, making everything impossible to hear. A couple of your friends had tried talking to you, but nothing could break you out of the mindset you were in; your friends didn’t think much of it, you just seemed distracted, your eyes slightly out of focus. You didn’t see Draco for most of the day. Your mind was fuzzy, but all of his words still played on repeat, plus a nagging voice that told you, that you needed to find him, to be close to him - you craved him.

Draco watched you, books in your grasp as you made your way down the same corridor as before. You hadn’t seen him, you looked lost and confused, walking without a real destination. Draco smirked slightly, even if confusion did spark within him; you hadn’t even looked at him or acknowledged him, he knew that you were supposed to hate each other, but that didn’t mean ignoring each other.

As your figure grew closer, he moved slightly onto the opposite side of the hallway, so when you eventually went to pass one another he bumped purposely into you. What he didn’t expect was with so much static rummaging through your mind your balance wasn’t fully functional and you lost your footing. The books you held scattered around you as you landed on the ground with a ‘thud’. Your eyes widened and you looked around confused, that was until your eyes landed on Draco, stopped in his tracks, his eyes as wide as yours. At this particular moment, your brain couldn’t piece together why he would be so mean to you, your emotions running at an all-time high.

Draco internally panicked as he saw the tears well up in your eyes, your chin wobbling as you curled in on yourself. Luckily the hallway had been relatively empty, except for the odd student here and there, but that didn’t stop him from quickly walking to your side, crouching down to where you sat on the ground.

“Why are you crying?” he asked softly, instantly recognizing the out of focus look in your eyes, cursing himself for not noticing it before.

You sniffled, looking away from his face, “you’re mean.”

Draco let out a sigh, collecting the books around you and dumping them in his bag, “I know, darling… I know.”

The tears flowed freely down the apples of your cheeks, running down your neck wetting the top of your school shirt. Draco picked up your bag along with his own, hooking his hands under your arms to help you stand.

“Let’s go, love,” Draco said softly, snaking his hand around your waist to lead you toward the dungeon, to his dorm.

You pouted, but followed along with him, ignoring the weird stares you got from your fellow students.

“You’re so mean to me,” you whimpered meekly.

Draco squeezed your waist, holding in a chuckle, “I’m sorry…- but, darling, you’re just as mean.”

You gasped, tears welling up in your eyes once more, “I’m sorry, didn’t mean to.”

“No need for tears, princess.”

He shut the door to his dorm, leading you over to his bed, letting you sit before kneeling in front of you, using his thumb to wipe the tears from your cheeks.

“We’re always mean to each other… - it’s just for fun,” Draco explained, trying to ease your mind.

You shook your head, “no, I hate it when you’re mean to me…- I just wanna be good for you.”

“Oh, darling girl, you were so good for me,” Draco said, a sympathetic look on his face as he helped your stand.

“- let’s take a bath, yeah?”

You nodded, letting him lead you to the bathroom. You sat on the countertop in silence, watching as Draco filled the tub, putting expensive bath salts and soaps in the warm water.

He helped strip you of your clothing, touching you with gentle hands; his hands trailed up your sides, touching you as if you were made of glass, ready to shatter in his hands any second.

You let out a soft whine as you descended into the tub, the warm water scolding on your cold skin, “ow, too hot, daddy.”

“Shh, baby…- just gotta get used to it,” Draco shushed as he helped lower you until you were properly seated.

You sat silently as Draco washed your hair and body, making sure you were clean and taken care of. You could feel the staticky fuzz in your brain starting to clear, a warm feeling spreading through you as you watched Draco care for you. He went to fetch you a glass of water, making sure you finished the whole thing, smiling proudly as you did.

He stood with a towel open for you, wrapping it around your body, hugging you close. You shut your eyes, breathing in his scent, letting him dry and warm your body.

Draco led you back to his room, finding you a pair of his boxers and one of his t-shirts, dressing you carefully.

His hands cupped your face, forcing your gaze upon him. His eyes searched yours, looking for any sign that you were still out of it.

“You tired, baby?” he whispered.

You nodded the best you could with your face in his grasp. Draco hummed in acknowledgement, leading you to his bed, drawing the covers for him to get under, pulling you with him. He laid you almost completely on top of his chest, rubbing your back as he felt you relax against him.

“Thank you, Draco,” you whispered.

Draco chuckled lightly, “it’s no problem…- do you always get all fuzzy after sex?”

“I-I…- I wouldn’t know,” you mumbled.

Draco’s movements on your back stopped, his hand frozen in place as he processed your words. He could feel his heart cracking in his chest as he came to the realization; you let him use you, take you.

“What?” Draco asked lowly, using his free hand to angle your face up, forcing you to meet his eye.

“You… Uhm… today was m-my first time.”

The confirmation fully shattered his heart, his eyes softened, but he was lost for words, just staring at you in disbelief.

“It’s okay, Draco,” you reassured, but he shook his head.

“No, it’s not… I’m sorry, it’s not supposed to be like that… if I would’ve known I wouldn’t have done it like that… you- you deserve better than that… better than a filthy broom cupboard,” Draco stuttered, rambling and tripping over his words, guilt swimming in his gut.

You grasped his hand that held your cheek, giving it a small squeeze, “but at least it was you,” you smiled softly.

Draco’s heart melted, confused by your words, yet they made perfect sense.

“Darling girl,” he cooed, stroking your cheek softly as thoughts raced through his mind.

It looked like he was thinking things over, finally coming to a decision before leaning his head down to connect your lips, much to your surprise. You let out a sigh as you relaxed into the kiss; the kiss was soft and gentle, a stark contrast to the last time. Draco’s lips moved gently against yours, treating you with the utmost care. His tongue slid into your mouth, moving with yours softly. He grasped your waist to pull you fully on top of him to straddle his hips.

“Let me take care of you,” Draco whispered breathily against your lips.

“Okay,” you nodded, holding onto his shoulder as he held your hips.

He reconnected your lips, using his grip on your hips to help move you, grinding you against him. You let out a shaky breath into his mouth, a small whine tore from your throat as the friction cursed through your body.

“There we go, baby,” he praised, his grip tightening, moving you faster.

In one swift motion, he had flipped you around, laying on top of you between your legs, grinding his hips into yours.

Draco’s hands slid along your body, stopping at the hem of your t-shirt, sliding it off you with skilled hands.

The shirt slid off your figure and just a minute later his boxers you were wearing joined, strewn on the floor carelessly as Draco’s hands kept exploring every inch of your body. His touch left tingles in their wake and you couldn’t help the small whines that escaped your lips, desperate for him to touch you more, to feel you.

He took his time, kissing your face, your neck and down your body slowly, worshipping every inch of you.

You whined when he gently kissed the inside of your thighs, the anticipation built up in you and he smirked, his chest swelling with pride at the state of you.

“Just relax, sweetheart… gonna make you feel good,” he mumbled softly before he attached his mouth to your weeping cunt.

Your whole body twitched back arching and a long moan tore from deep within your chest. You curled your fingers into the green sheets that adorned Draco’s four-poster bed, his tongue lapping away, producing wet sounds echoing throughout the prefects' dorm.

“Mmm, Draco, feels so good,” you whimpered.

Draco kept his eyes on your face, enjoying the way your eyes shut in pleasure and your mouth stood slightly agape. He smirked as your hips started grinding against his mouth, the pleasurable peak building up in your abdomen.

“Tastes so good, sweetheart,” he replied, voice muffled by your cunt.

His fingers dug into your hips, caressing them with his thumps softly as he let you grind against him; your movements turned more frantic and less rhythmic the closer you came to your release.

You couldn’t have held back if you tried, Draco’s tongue on your clit was what pushed you over the edge. Your right hand gripped Draco’s, squeezing it as you came. He used his tongue to work you through your release, revelling in the way you tensed and your body shook from the stimulation.

Draco parted with your cunt, a smile on his face as he wiped the slick from his chin with his free hand, cleaning it off his fingers with a smack of his lips.

He crawled over you, moving your hand with his to lay beside your head, leaning down to peck your lips.

“Think you can take one more, princess?”

You nodded, using your free hand to caress his cheek, leaving a gentle smile on his face.

“Good girl,” he hummed.

He quickly kicked off his boxers, only disconnecting your hands for a moment to remove his shirt before it was interlaced with yours once more.

Before he prepared himself to push into you, he grabbed a pillow from the headboard, tapping your hips for you to lift, placing the pillow under you. He smiled a pleased smile, checking that you were comfortable before he gently ran his tip through your folds, using your arousal as lubrication.

You both let out simultaneous gasps as he pushed in, the pleasure much better than before, but a slight burn still lingered from the stretch. You whined at the intrusion, your eyes shutting.

“Hey hey, sweetheart, look at me… good job… kiss me,” Draco soothed, leaning down to connect your lips to distract you from the slight discomfort - something he wished he’d done before.

You squeezed his hand and whimpered into the kiss, letting the pain turn to pleasure as Draco bottomed out in you, stilling for you to adjust.

After your nod of consent, he began moving his hips, thrusting into you with care and determination.

“Pretty angel,” he whispered, face hovering above yours.

You only moaned softly in response, your brain shutting down, the only thing occupying your thoughts being the feel of Draco’s cock dragging against the walls of your cunt.

Draco’s pubic bone dragged against your already sensitive clit, leaving your brain numb with the pleasure from the overstimulation.

The level of your noises increased with every snap of his hips against yours and your eyes fluttered, yet you desperately tried to keep them open.

“You’re close, baby…- just let go, cum for me,” Draco spoke softly, squeezing your hand and leaning down to meet your lips in a loving kiss.

You tried reciprocating the kiss as best as you could, interrupted now and again by a moan. It only took a couple of more strokes for you to fall over the edge, your free hand reaching up to grasp Draco’s bicep; your nails dug into his flesh as your body tensed, squeezing around his cock.

“Fuck fuck fuck, Draco,” you moaned and whimpered, lips brushing against his.

Draco smiled, his thrusts faster, seconds away from reaching his peak, “gonna cum.”

You whimpered, squeezing Draco’s hand, “please, inside me… need it.”

Draco chuckled lowly, releasing a grunt as he reconnected your lips. You moaned, feeling warmth fill you, Draco’s hips stilled flush against yours. You could’ve cum again just listening to the deep moaning grunts he produced, his body close and connected with yours as if you would disappear if he didn’t stay close.

“I’m sorry,” he panted, voice just above a whisper.

You pecked his lips, moving your free hand up to caress his face, “it’s okay, Draco.”

He watched you, his face twisted as he was considering something, hesitating.

“You hate it when I’m mean to you?”

You were slightly taken aback by the question, his softening cock still inside you.

You nodded softly, “but it was the only way to get you to talk to me…- or notice me,” you blushed, embarrassed by your confession.

Draco’s face softened, even more, something unreadable flashing in his eyes, “pretty baby, that’s not true,” he cooed.

You smiled softly, “maybe we can talk about this when you’re not still inside me.”

Draco laughed, a genuine laugh, “of course, darling… let’s get you cleaned up.”

#draco malfoy #drao malfoy smut #draco x y/n #draco malfoy x you #draco malfoy fluff #draco malfoy x reader #draco x reader #draco x you #draco smut #draco fanfiction #draco angst

[saintlike78]

Stop being mean [D.M.]

A/N: I made the reader Ravenclaw, but it only mentions it once very briefly, so you could totally read your own house into this, if you’re not a Ravenclaw. I just feel like there isn’t enough Draco x Ravenclaw fics.

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x fem! shy Ravenclaw! reader

Words: 3.1k

Summary: Draco has seemingly taken an interest in a shy Ravenclaw, doing everything in his power to flirt with her endlessly. Due to his reputation, she thinks he’s joking and teasing her for having a crush on him. What happens when she finally has had enough and musters up the courage to stand up against him?

Warnings: NSFW! (+16), vaginal sex, daddy kink, public sex, mention of cum, very soft and fluffy, reader wears glasses, Draco being a massive flirt. As always lmk if I missed anything.

The sun shone through the large windows of the great hall, the chatter of your fellow students falling into the background as you flipped the page of your book, soaking up the words.

Your attention was fully on the book, your free hand haphazardly forking the contents of your plate into your mouth and your glasses slowly slipping down the bridge of your nose.

“He’s staring again,” Cho spoke lowly beside you causing your focus to fall from the book up to her face.

Your head cocked to the side, your hand flying up to fix your falling glasses, “huh?”

She widened her eyes, trying to subtly signal, “Malfoy… he’s staring again,” she mumbled.

Your head whipped to look straight ahead at the Slytherin table, your eyes immediately meeting the mischievous icy eyes belonging to the infamous Draco Malfoy, accompanied by his signature smirk.

As your eyes met, he raised a hand giving you a small wave and a smile that could be portrayed as genuine, but you’d heard enough about him to know that he was messing with you - a new victim to his relentlessness.

Your head dipped, your eyes falling back to your book, trying to fall back into what you were reading and ignoring his stare.

“I just don’t understand why he has decided to pick me as his new “victim”,” you spoke quietly to Cho with your head still aimed downward, pretending to focus on the book in front of you.

Cho shrugged, “maybe he fancies you.”

You couldn’t help the small laugh that escaped you, but you quickly lowered your volume, your cheeks tinted a light shade of pink, “right… I just hope he’ll get bored of me quickly.”

___

An arm landed around your shoulder as you made your way down the hall, a surprised gasp leaving your lips.

“You need me to walk you to class, darling?” the smug voice of Draco Malfoy came from beside you. Your face heated up with a blush, your eyes slowly looking up to his face and met with his grey eyes already looking at you.

You were about to answer, though you didn’t know what, that was until you heard laughter from behind the two of you.

“Would you look at that, Malfoy’s got a new girlfriend… well aren’t you going to introduce us?” Blaise said with an amused smirk.

You felt your cheeks grow even hotter, now slightly embarrassed, you hated being the centre of attention and especially when you were the bud of a joke.

You shrugged off Draco’s arm without a word, quickening your step to lose him and his Slytherin posse. You kept your head down, missing the way Draco’s face fell slightly, but he quickly recovered.

“See you later, princess,” he shouted after you as you turned the corner, the laughter of his friends being the last thing you heard before you entered your class.

——

Looking through the pile of books you had gathered, you realized you were missing the one you needed for your DADA homework. Sighing to yourself, you got up from your chair in the library to look for it on one of the shelves.

Your search didn’t take long as you spotted the book up high on a shelf, too high up for you to reach. Patting your pocket for your wand you let out another sigh, realizing you had left it in your school satchel on the desk.

You were about to turn and quickly go back to collect your wand when a figure pressed up against you from behind, successfully reaching up and grabbing the book you needed. You didn’t need to see the persons face to know exactly who it was; you could feel yourself sweating slightly at the close contact of your bodies.

You turned around quickly, your breath catching in your throat at the close vicinity of your faces, a smirk plastered on his.

One of his hands rested on the shelf, purposely caging you in as he handed you the book, your hands shaking slightly as you hesitantly took it from him.

“Looked like you needed this, my darling,” he smiled. Once again, his smile could’ve seemed genuine, and you would be lying if you said it didn’t give you butterflies because Draco Malfoy was without a doubt incredibly attractive. Though, you thought it was incredibly mean of him to play with you this way, you couldn’t for the life of you think of what you’d done to gain his attention.

“Uhm… thanks,” you muttered, quickly slipping under his arm and power walking back to your table.

You packed up your stuff, trying not to drop the pile of books you’d gathered, opting to study up in the astronomy tower instead, where you wouldn’t be subjected to Malfoy’s relentless teasing.

Draco stared at you confused, watching you practically run out of the library with your arms full of books.

He shook his head, rethinking strategy and going back to his own pile of books gathered on another table.

——

Weeks passed and it felt as if you were going insane.

Draco kept fake flirting with you all the chances he got; sitting beside you in class, walking you to class, calling you pet names that made butterflies crash around your stomach.

One of the days he was seated beside you in potions class, your eyes not daring to look at him, his chair a little too close to yours. You felt tense the entire lesson but tried your best to ignore the beautiful tall blond Slytherin who was smirking down at you.

Snape had asked a question which you answered correctly and after gaining house points from Snape, Draco had leaned down and whispered, “good girl,” in your ear. Your face turned completely pink with a blush and your breath stuttered.

You didn’t know how much longer you could tolerate his teasing, at this point it was just cruel. You figured that he’d figured out that you had a tiny crush on him and played on it, but you didn’t think that he would continue for this long.

His friends still laughed, and his smirk was still present after each encounter, you wondered if they had a bet going round of how flustered he could get you, because if they did, he was swimming in money at this point.

——

This day you were in no mood for anything other than peace and quiet. Your classes had dragged on, and it was just one of those days where your temper was shorter than usual.

So, when the last class of the day finally let up you could feel your shoulders relax, looking forward to just go up to Ravenclaw tower and nap before dinner.

“Miss y/l/n, a word please,” your professor called you over and your stomach immediately dropped.

He waited until the last students had left the room before he spoke again.

“No need to be scared, I just wanted to let you know that the work you did in your last essay was exceptional and I wanted to ask if I could use it as an example for younger students?” he asked with a gentle smile.

You let out a breath, your nerves instantly calming, “oh, yes of course… thank you.”

“No problem at all, it was very well written… keep up the good work,” he smiled before dismissing you and packing up his things.

You went back to your own desk to pack up your bag, the professor said his goodbyes as he left the classroom before you.

You felt giddy, it was always nice to know you were doing well and that your hard work was paying off.

You jumped slightly as the silence in the classroom was broken by none other than the boy you’d been trying to avoid.

“I always knew my girl was a genius,” he smiled as he walked towards your desk. Your heartbeat quickened the closer he got, but you could feel anger boil inside you - enough was enough.

“Stop being mean!” you exclaimed, your voice louder than he’d ever heard it, even though it didn’t go exceptionally loud.

“What do you mean? I just said th- “he started but was cut off.

“I know that it’s probably really funny to watch me get all red in the face, but at this point you’re just being mean, Malfoy! I mean, it’s been weeks and you’re still doing all of this,” you waved your hands around as you spoke. A bewildered look on Draco’s face as he listened to you.

“How long will you be continuing this joke? Because I just want to know how much longer I need to put up with this… you’re really hurting my feelings,” you breathed out, pushing up your glasses as they had slipped whilst you’d vented.

Draco waited a moment before taking a step closer to you, the back of your legs hitting the desk. He gently reached a hand up to cup one side of your face, tilting it up, but you still couldn’t bring yourself to meet his eyes.

“Y/n, look at me, please,” he spoke gently.

It took you a couple of seconds, but you complied and met his icy eyes; for the first time ever, they were completely soft.

“Darling… it wasn’t my intention to hurt your feelings… all of the things I did, I meant,” he spoke softly, stroking your cheek with his thumb, keeping his eyes locked with yours.

“But all of your friends laughed at me.”

“No, they were laughing at me because they know how much I fancy you,” his cheeks turned a light shade of pink as he admitted his feelings, “I just think you’re absolutely adorable, my darling.”

Your mouth stood slightly agape as you continued to stare up at him, “you fancy me? Why?”

Draco chuckled at your completely clueless face, “well… you’re smart, incredibly sweet and absolutely gorgeous.”

He leaned down to kiss your cheek, “I love it when you get all flustered from the smallest things,” he whispered, moving to kiss your other cheek, “and the impact I have on you,” he kissed your forehead, “and how you miss your mouth with the fork when you’re too focused on a book,” he kissed the side of your mouth.

“Draco,” you whined, now completely done with his teasing.

Draco just smirked, grasping your waist with his free hand, and pressing his body against yours.

“Say it again,” he breathed out, his lips brushing against yours as he spoke.

“Draco,” it came out as a soft whisper. Your hands snaked up and around the back of his neck, keeping him close, your breaths mixing with one another as you stared into his uncharacteristically soft eyes.

The sound of his name from your lips was the only way Draco wanted to hear his name said from then on, it slipped from your tongue with such ease and softness; it was the last thing he needed to hear before he pressed his lips against yours, letting your bodies connect and meld together.

It was as if time stopped, all sound ceased, only the sound of your collective breathing overpowered the silence. Your lips melded together as if they were made to fit, like a puzzle piece, hands moving all around never finding the right place.

Draco’s arms tightened around you, keeping your body as close as humanly possible, your chest forced against his, each breath forcing you closer.

Draco couldn’t get enough, his grip bruising on your waist.

None of you wished to pull apart, not wanting to miss a single moment of being close, but the burning in your lungs forced you apart with an impromptu whine.

“You’re mine,” Draco spoke through laboured breaths, his forehead pressed against yours.

You could only nod, your fingers tangled in his blond locks as you breathed in his cologne - it was fresh, masculine and husky, a decided new favourite scent.

“Say it, - I need to hear you say it,” he demanded, his eye searching yours intensely.

“I’m yours, Draco,” your voice was barely above a whisper, but it was enough for him. A satisfied grin overtook his face accompanied by a sigh of satisfaction.

“My girl,” he breathed out. Using his grip on your waist to lift you up on the desk, your legs opening for him as if second nature, letting him stand between them.

Your eyes fluttered shut as Draco leaned down to reconnect your lips. He ground his hips against yours, letting you feel all of him. An impromptu moan made its way past your lips and into Draco’s, leaving a smirk present on his lips and a tighter grip on your waist.

His hands travelled over your torso, inching up until his thumb could brush over your breast, feeling and mapping you out.

You pulled apart from him, looking down at his gentle hands, your heart fluttering with every light touch.

“Do you want this?” Draco spoke. Your eyes fell on his, his stare serious and his touch ceasing briefly as he waited for confirmation that you desired him as much as he did you.

“Yes… please, Draco.”

Your answer caused Draco to chuckle, his hands continuing their exploration of you, moving them further down your body until they touched the hem of your skirt.

“I wish I could take my time with you, but we need to hurry… wouldn’t want anyone to see the star student completely dumb for my cock,” Draco smirked. A sudden wave of smugness and mischief washing over him, leaving a glint in his eyes along with the lust filled stare he gave you.

You whined at his words, his hands quickly flipping your skirt up, hitching it up around your waist, giving himself a perfect view of the lacy pair of panties you’d decided to wear.

Draco groaned lowly at the sight, “gorgeous… it’s as if you expected this,” he smirked.

He moved his hand up your thigh, his touch light as it made its way closer to your already damp cunt. You expected a level of teasing, but he meant it when he said you didn’t have time because his thumb very quickly found your clit and rubbed it slowly through your panties.

A stuttered gasp flew from you as your right hand flew up to grip his bicep, squeezing it in pleasure.

His touch lingered for a moment before he pulled your panties to the side, putting his fingers directly on your cunt, running them through your arousal, before landing on your clit once more.

Your breathing picked up, mixed with small whimpers and breathy moans floating from your lips. Draco moved his thumb I tight circles on your clit, a clear goal in his mind.

“This feel good, baby?” his eyes bore into yours, wanting to see every reaction, every flutter of your eyes and contortion of your face.

“Mhmm, so good.”

Your eyes fell shut as you focused on the pleasure from just his thumb, your cunt clenching around air.

The lost feeling of Draco’s hand on your waist and the sound of a zipper forced your eyes back open; your eyes opened just in time to see Draco’s free hand reach into his black school trousers and boxers, pulling out his hard cock.

The sight pulled a moan from you, taking in the size of it, already imagining how well it would fill you.

You watched, completely mesmerized, as he lazily stroked himself in time with the circles, he continued drawing on your clit.

His mouth stood slightly agape as he guided his tip toward your entrance, lining himself up, but taking a moment to look at your face; all he saw when he looked at your face was pure bliss, your eyes watching intently and waiting for the breach.

Smirking to himself, his heart leaping in his chest, he pushed into you. Your eyes widened at the stretch and a broken whine filled the silence of the classroom, your hands tightening on Draco’s biceps, gripping them for leverage.

Your mind was completely blank as Draco bottomed out in you, a deep groan vibrating through his chest, your velvety walls engulfing him perfectly.

The pleasure surged through you, his hips drawing back only to snap right back against yours, setting a fast pace from the get-go – you were in a hurry after all.

“Oh, gods, daddy,” the words tumbled past your lips before you could stop them. An embarrassed red tint decorated your face immediately, having let the name fall out into the open without even discussing it with him first.

You had no idea how he would react, but what you didn’t expect was the deep outright moan that rang through the air; his eyes shut, and his head fell backwards, his cock twitching inside you.

“Fuuuuck, baby… I’m not gonna last if you keep calling me that,” Draco groaned. His left hand finding your waist, giving it a proper squeeze as his right thumb resumed its circling of your clit.

Pride welled in your chest at the effect you had on him, even if he had just as much effect on you – if not more.

Your cunt clenched around him, pulsing with the impending release that was growing closer with each snap of his hips and brush of his thumb against your sensitive nub.

“Daddy, gonna cum,” you moaned, warning Draco of your approaching release.

“Go ahead, sweetheart, cum all over my cock,” Draco grunted, fastening both the pace of his eager thrusts and his thumb.

You toppled over the edge, your cunt clamping down around Draco and your fingers digging into the muscles of his bicep. Your eyes fluttered as you tried to keep your noises down to a low moan, occasionally interrupted by whimpers.

Your pulsing walls and moans was enough to send Draco over the edge with you, a few hard thrusts and the warm feeling of his cum seeped into you, filling you up in ways you didn’t know you needed.

He pulled you against him, his arms winding around you as his hips moved shallowly against yours to work you both through your release; your own arms found their way around him, your face burying itself in his neck, your glasses smushing awkwardly against your sweaty face.

All that could be heard was your laboured breaths, along with the low squelching of your mixed releases coating your folds and Draco’s softening cock.

“Mine,” Draco breathed, tightening his grip on you.

A soft content sigh left your lips, “yours.”

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