Let me show you how I love you (Matthew Gray Gubler/ Reader)
NOT MY GIF! whoever made this, I love you so much!!
Requested: Yes :) “The reader finds out about Madison Beer's post that was a while ago, and she gets jealous. But Matthew shows her that she has nothing to worry about.”
Category: Smut and fluff with a dash of angst.
Summary: When (Y/N) feels insecure, Matthew Gray Gubler shows her how much he loves and wants her.
Warnings: low self-esteem issues, cursing (obviously), oral sex, penetrative sex, daddy kink. All the good stuff.
Word count: 2,9K
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A/N: Yes, this is my first official published smut. I hope it doesn't suck. Sorry if it does. Also, I'm kind of late on A LOT of requests, sorry, but I promise I'm working on all of them!! I just need a little time to make sure they are awesome <3 thank you all for reading!! You are the best!
(Y/N) looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. She had spent most of the afternoon crying, curled on the bed, hugging the pillow.
She had never felt so insecure and self-aware of each one of her flaws before.
Her arms were too chubby, she had cellulitis on her legs, and her hair didn't look pretty at all, no matter how much care she took of it. She tried her best, but she felt she failed every day.
And her boyfriend was gorgeous. As she stared at her reflex in the mirror, she wondered why someone like Matthew Gray Gubler would date her? Honestly, hands down, she wasn't anything special, not like him. He had worked as a model for Christ's Sakes! Girls on the street drooled over him. He had fans all over the world who would die to be with him. Even celebrities had a crush on him.
And unfortunately, that was what hurt her that day.
Usually, (Y/N) wouldn't overthink any of this. She would take a deep breath and look into Matthew's eyes and know how much he loved her. But not that day.
Maybe it was because he had been out of town for over three weeks now. The thought of him meeting someone else when he was away had started hunting (Y/N)'s mind and spreading the fear of rejection all over her body, like a disease.
A friend had sent (Y/N) a screenshot of a tweet earlier that day. Madison Beer had tweeted she loved Matthew Gray Gubler for the second time that week. The second time. And it got under her skin 'cos she wasn't as hot as Madison Beer was. Not a chance. That girl looked perfect on the screen, and she... well, she looked human. And Matthew didn't deserve human, 'cos he was heavenly made.
Seriously, why was he dating her? That's what she kept asking herself as she stood in front of that mirror, making her best not to cry anymore. It would come the day he noticed she was a mess, and he would leave her. Of that, (Y/N) was sure.
- "Bunny? I'm home!"
- "Fuck!"- (Y/N) ran to the bathroom to wash her face. She didn't know Matthew was coming home that day, and though she was excited to see him, she didn't want him to see her like that.
What a shitty way to welcome your boyfriend after three weeks apart: crying and wearing an oversized sweatshirt. Any other pretty girl would wait for him in sexy lingerie, makeup, and looking hot as fuck.
(Y/N) felt like crying again.
- "Bunny? are you here"- Matthew walked into the room and spotted his girlfriend in the bathroom- "There you are!!"- he ran to her and hugged her tight. She locked her arms around him tight and sighed. He smelled so good, always. He closed his eyes, thinking exactly the same: she smelled like home. Her neck was the place he never wanted to leave.
- "I missed you so much"- he whispered against her skin and moved his face, reaching her lips and kissing her with such passion and love, she felt a knot in her throat. It made her want to cry to think she might lose him over anyone else.
- "Are you ok?"- he whispered, frowning. (Y/N)'s eyes were filled with tears- "Why are you crying?"
- "I just missed you so much,"- she muttered and kissed him again. Matthew held her tight and tangled his fingers in her hair. He bit her lips and tasted her. His hands quickly roamed from (Y/N)'s hair down her back until her bottom, lifting her and sitting her on the sink.
- "I missed you too, Bunny, so fucking much. I just couldn't stop thinking about you all day, every day"- Matthew tried to pull up her sweatshirt, but suddenly, she stopped him, tugging it down.
- "What is it?"
- "Nothing... I just..."
- "Are you cold?
- "No... I..."- (Y/N) really didn't want to tell him she was embarrassed about her body, considering he had seen her naked a hundred times already.
- "What is it?"- Gubler started kissing her neck sweetly, and his hands made their way underneath her sweatshirt moving slowly up her back. She shivered at the sensation of his touch and moaned, biting her lips. That was music for his ears.
- "Do you know what I thought about the whole way home?"- he rubbed his lips against her neck as he spoke, sending electric charges all over her body. - "I couldn't stop imagining your face when you cum underneath me, screaming my name."
His voice was low, sexy, like velvet, caressing her ear.
-"I wanna leave bruises on this pretty neck"- he started licking and nibbling on it. (Y/N) moaned again.
- "And all the way to your tits"- but when he tried to take out her sweatshirt again, she stopped him.
- "Ok, what is it?"- Matthew took a step back and (Y/N) shook at the sudden cold she felt, losing contact with his body.
- "Nothing,"- she whispered and looked at her hands on her lap
- "Bunny"- Matthew touched her chin softly and tilted up her face until she looked at his eyes- "What is it?"
- "I just"
(Y/N) felt so dumb trying to explain what was wrong. If he wouldn't dump her for being ugly, he would definitely do it for being stupid. In the four years of dating, she had never felt this way before. Why now? And why did it hit her so hard?
- "I just..."
(Y/N) tried to explain what was going on again, but the way Matthew was looking at her made her feel more nervous. She moved from him and walked to their shared room. Maybe if she didn't look at him in the eyes, she could explain what was going on.
- "Bunny, did anything bad happen when I was away?"
Now Matthew was worried. He tried to remember if his girlfriend had mentioned anything that could have upset her. But no, nothing came to his mind.
- "I just don't know why you like me."
She whispered and looked outside the window to make sure Matthew's eyes couldn't look at her.
- What?- Gubler was lost in that conversation.
- "You deserve to be with a beautiful woman. You are fucking gorgeous, and I am so fucking... ordinary"- tears filled her eyes as she tried to stay calm.
- "Bunny... what are you talking about? you are beautiful!"- he stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, holding her close. (Y/N) closed her eyes for a moment, melting at his touch.
- "Matthew... I am not"- she murmured- "I have cellulitis and stretch marks. I'm far from being size 0, I have no idea how to make my makeup or hair, and there is no way anyone out there can believe you are dating me."
Gubler turned his girlfriend around and forced her to look at him. She was crying.
- "Why are you so hard on yourself? (Y/N), you are gorgeous?- she grunted and rolled her eyes, but Matthew continued.
- "When I first saw you, I couldn't stop staring at you because you are so beautiful. It took me three drinks to finally get the courage to talk to you."
- "Matthew, you dated models, for christ's sakes! Pretty girls are throwing themselves to you all the time! Look at me! I'm a regular girl on a sweatshirt, who..."
But Matthew didn't let her finish talking. He pulled her closer and kissed her, his hands holding her face firmly as he did.
- "I love you, (Y/N)"- he whispered as he continued kissing her- "You, I want you."
- "But..."- she tried to move, but he didn't let her. He looked at her for a moment and kissed away the tears from her cheeks.
- "I love you, all of you, every inch of you"- he continued kissing her cheeks and her forehead as his hands played with her hair. (Y/N) closed her eyes and sighed.
- "There's no one out there that could ever tempt me. Do you wanna know why?"
- "Why?"- (Y/N) whispered and pouted. Matthew couldn't control himself and bit her lower lip sweetly.
- "Because I am yours, (Y/N). All yours"
How could anyone resist those words?
Matthew Gray Gubler stared at (Y/N) and kissed the tip of her nose.
- "And I want you. All the time. You are perfect, my little princess. To me, you are the most beautiful woman on earth, and I thank god every day for giving me the chance to love you."
Matthew made a pause and held the edge of her sweatshirt. She didn't move or tried to stop him. So, he pulled it up and tossed it aside. His girlfriend was now standing in front of him only in her panties.
He held his breath and contemplated her for a few seconds. (Y/N) blushed and kept looking at him, feeling a weird mix of excitement and embarrassment at the same time.
- "Let me show you how much I love you, Bunny"- Matthew leaned in. He kissed her neck sweetly, taking a few steps closer to the bed, until she fell onto it and felt the warmth of his body on top of her, his lips trailing kisses all the way to her breast.
- "Your skin is so soft, and touching you feels so good is addictive"- he hummed for a moment, still kissing her
- "I love your tits, they are perky and soft, and I'm obsessed with how they feel when I suck them"- and just like that, Matthew did so, making his girlfriend moan loudly in a second
- "And I'm in love with this ass"- he rolled her on the bed and bit her bottom, and squeezed it- "I love to spank it and leave bruises on it when you've been a bad girl."
(Y/N) moaned one more time and tried not to close her eyes. She wanted to look at him as he worshiped every inch of her skin, now kissing her waistline and her belly.
- "And your pussy. I am in love with your tight little pussy, Bunny"- Matthew placed himself between her legs and kissed her inner thighs sweetly, pulling her panties down.
- "I love how it's so wet for me right now."- he whispered and slowly placed a finger inside of her, making her shiver and pant. He smiled, staring at her for a moment. He loved her, and he would do anything and everything to make her believe him.
Slowly, he ran his tongue around her clit, teasing her, as he curled his finger inside of her.
- "Fuck"- (Y/N) cursed and sighed, still trying to keep her eyes open. That one word was enough to fuel Matthew. He licked her and tasted her, humming against her folds.
- "You taste so good,"- he whispered and removed his finger to replace it with his tongue. He wanted to taste all of her. The sensation of his tongue made her buck up her hips unconsciously, and he forced them down with both hands.
- "Do you like that?
- "Yes, daddy."
(Y/N) managed to say, though her brain wasn't functioning correctly with all the pleasure she was feeling at the moment. It was like a wave that washed away every single coherent thought she could have.
Matthew smiled and continued licking her, tasting every inch of her. He soaked the tender flesh on her thighs, teasing her and leaving small bruises, to then lick her clit again. She was a mess on that bed. Panting and moaning his name over and over again.
- "I wanna eat you out every day until I die,"- Gubler whispered against her pussy.
- "I wanna make you cum on my mouth until you can't take it anymore, princess."
With those words and his tongue, (Y/N) felt her climax approach quickly. It never took Matthew much to make her cum like that. He knew her too well. Two fingers inside her pussy and his tongue licking her clit, humming and groaning against her.
- "Daddy, I'm gonna...."- she somehow said, gasping and moaning
- "I want you to say my name when you cum"- he commanded, and his tongue licked her whole center, tasting her, as his fingers continued pumping in and out of her.
(Y/N) panted and guided one of her hands to his hair, tangling his fingers on it. Her other hand kept playing with her nipples, pinching them until she felt the fire inside of her burning and exploiting all of a sudden.
- "M... Ma... Matthew!!"- she managed to cry out as Gubler held her hips down, 'cos once she started coming, her whole body was shaking.
Gubler continued licking her sweet and carefully until she wouldn't move anymore. Then, he traced a path of kisses from her center to her lips slowly, passing by her tummy, breast, collar bone, and neck.
- "I love you so fucking much, princess"- (Y/N) heard him and raised her legs to wrap them around him as he placed himself upon her.
- "You are the most beautiful, sexy, and perfect woman I have ever known."
Gubler rubbed his cock against her overstimulated clit, still sensitive after coming. (Y/N) looked at him and bit her lips. His sweaty forehead rested on hers for a moment, and he whispered with the softest voice.
- "Do you believe me now? do you believe you are the only one for me?"
- "Yes"- she answered and moaned as he pushed himself into her entrance slowly. Painfully slowly.
- "I don't want anyone else, pretty girl"- he praised and took some flicks of hair from her face as he stared at her- "You are mine, you know that"- Matthew rocked slowly upon her. (Y/N) scratched his back, feeling how he opened her with every thrust.
- "I'm yours,"- she repeated and kissed him, tasting herself in his lips. It was a sloppy kiss filled with passion and hunger.
Gubler took a deep breath and concentrated on what he was doing because her pussy felt too good around his cock, and he needed to hold himself not to come right away.
He loved being inside of her. No other woman had ever felt that way. And if only (Y/N) knew everything she did to him, she would never doubt herself again.
- "Well, I'm yours too"- he confessed and smiled, staring at her with such love, (Y/N) felt like crying again- "You own every inch of me. You are the owner of my thoughts, my heart, my cock. Everything I am is yours"- Matthew murmured and closed his eyes for a second, losing himself in the pleasure as he buried himself deeper into her.
Their bodies melted together, pressed against each other. Matthew's head was hidden on the crock of her neck, biting and kissing her. Marking her as his.
- "Is daddy good for you?"- he asked her, increasing his pace, rocking faster and deeper into her. He felt her walls clenching against his cock, as she nodded frenetically
- "Yes, so good."
- "I'm glad. You are a good girl for daddy too"- Matthew bit his lips and stared at her, coming undone underneath him. The sound their bodies made as they melted together was all the two of them could listen to. Matthew's breathing grew heavy, feeling his cock buried deep into (Y/N)'s core. His thrusts were becoming erratic as he continued to fasten his movements.
(Y/N)'s nails were nearly drawing blood. She was holding onto him as if her life depended on it.
- "I love you."- Matthew managed to whisper and kissed her. She moaned against his lips and tried to reply, but she couldn't. Her second orgasm took over her like an earthquake, rocking every part of her body.
Matthew couldn't hold himself anymore. He groaned, biting (Y/N)'s neck and crying out her name, spilling inside of her. He didn't stop kissing her neck and her lips until neither of them could move anymore.
- "I love you"- he repeated and looked at her, breathless- "Please, never doubt it again."
- "I won't"- she whispered and leaned in, kissing him again- "You are the only one for me."
- "You are the girl of my dreams, (Y/N)"- he hugged her tight, both of them rolling in bed until they were side by side.
- "What do you say we take a shower, ask for something to eat, and watch a movie together?"- he asked her, running his fingers through her hair. She nodded and smiled. -" Good, I wanna see you happy, Bunny. Every day."
- "You make me happy, honey. Everyday."
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You're An Idiot
Pair: Draco Malfoy x Reader; he/him.
Summary: Draco is being a brat.. Again. No one's surprised when you run into him after getting back late from Hogsmeade. Also, the reader is Hermione's older brother.
Warnings: SMUT (MDI). Just- get the holy water. Swearing, oral, Sassy Hermione?? Still doesn't follow the movies or the books or anything. If I forgot any, please dm me.
Note: Requested! And Bottom Draco-I was up all night typing this. God, I am so sorry for the grammar and crap when I first posted this. I fixed it up, so it should be better!
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Being Hermione's older brother meant you usually had to deal with a lot of shit, especially since she'd drag you on adventures with the Golden Trio. She'd always use the promise you made to your parents in your face. Yeah. You had sworn you'd protect the younger Granger when she first started going to the school. At the time, you didn't know that'd mean every single bloody year.
Since you were a year older then the Golden Trio, you ended up resolving problems and fixing some of their mistakes and reminding them to sleep during particularly stressful days. You could've swore the four of you just attracted problems better than magnets attract metal. Of course, you wanted them to be safe and healthy, but one little bleached ferret always made it hard. That ferret, of course, was Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.
Stupid Draco Malfoy who always managed to look top notch in anything he wore and Godric what you'd do to get that ferret on his knees, ruin his pretty hair and- You probably shouldn't be thinking this in the dinner hall, especially since you were sitting next to your sister. Speaking of your sister, she turned to you, a smile on her face.
"So, (Y/n). I was curious if you wanted to come with us to Hogsmead this weekend? Harry got Sirius to sign for him and Professor Magonagall accepted it under the circumstances." Hermione's voice rang through your skull as she spoke, your head already nodding up and down. It'd be a nice little break, especially during your 7th year.
"Of course I'm down, Mione!" you wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer to her side. "You know I'll use any excuse to be with my favorite bunch of idiots." you messed up her hair, causing her to smack your hands away and almost shove you off the bench.
You let out a laugh, completely oblivious to the Slytherin staring at you from across the room with the most desperate expression on his face. You shoved your sister back, a smirk growing on your face as she fell from the bench.
"Haha! Payback!"
"Not funny, (Y/n)!"
"Yes it is, Mione! You should know by now I'm always gonna get revenge!" you ran a hand through your hair, shooting her a smile. The two boys who sat across from you nodded in agreement.
"He's right, Herman. (haha, reference-) It is pretty funny." Ron smiled, holding his fist out for you to bop.
The week seemed to pass with ease, allowing the weekend and it's snowy fun to arrive without hesitation. You trudged out in the snow, leading the trio of 6 years to Hogsmead. You hummed a muggle Christmas song deep in your throat as you walked, looking up at the snow covered signs.
"Where should we go first, children? Hogs Head? Honeydukes? What ya kids feeling?" One thing you absolutely ADORED was teasing about the age difference between you and the trio.
"We're not children!" Ron shouted, his arms crossing over his bulky winter jacket.
"Yeah! Besides, even if we weren't totally responsible adults, we'd wanna go to the Hogs Head, right guys? Get a butter bear or two?" Harry spoke up, moving his scarf down to speak properly before putting it back over his mouth and nose.
"Uh Huh. Sure." You snickered, your hands shoved in your pocket of your pants. You'd given Hermione your jumper, leaving you in a scarf, fingerless gloves and your long sleeve t-shirt.
The four of you got interrupted by a line of people literally blocking your path. It was none other than the stupidly pretty Draco and his 'gang' stood in front of you, arms crossed like a bunch of wanna be badasses.
"Well, well, if it isn't Potter and his 3 little blood traitors." Draco spoke, his voice filled with smugness and his face dragged in a cocky smirk.
God, did you wanna get revenge against that stupid smirk.
"Oh, please Malfoy. You do this almost every week. Just admit you have a crush on Harry and move on." You spoke, taking a step toward him. The ferret's smirk faltered and turned into a scowl.
"Oh please. As if I'd stoop low enough to like someone like Potter." Draco all but gagged at the idea of dating the messy haired rival and you wondered what he'd look like gagging on your stick. It suddenly became a little warmer in the winter atmosphere.
"Then you have an unhealthy obsession, mate." Ron spoke up, his arms crossed. "Might wanna get that fixed and leave us be."
"Yeah, Malfoy. We're trying to have a good day and you're ruining it with your ugly mug." Hermione spoke up, causing you to feel nothing but pure pride. She'd changed a lot from the shy girl she used to be in 1st year.
Crabb or Goyle, you didn't care to learn their names, stepped forward, causing you to instinctively step in front of your friends. Malfoy scoffed again, looking you up and down before turning his head.
"Whatever." the blonde pureblood spoke as he began walking away, his posse turning to follow, but not without shooting you one last glare.
"Yeah, you... You better leave?" You spoke, confusion clear in your voice. Usually you'd be inches from his face, shouting about the shit antics his father pulled before he backed down. Turning to the other three, you shrugged and led them to Hogsmead, hoping to escape the cold.
Once inside, you all ordered a warm glass of butterbeer as you picked a table by the fireplace. Taking your first sip immediately warmed you up, a sigh leaving your lips.
"Godric Gryffindor. I haven't felt warmth in what felt like forever." You said cooly, smirking to your sister. "I wonder why I would be oh, so cold."
"Ok. We get it. I forgot my jacket. Stop it." The brunette responded, causing Harry to almost choke on his drink and for Ron to snort. You faked a gasp, your hand going to your chest in mock shame. You'd been teasing her about it almost the entire way there.
"Such sass!" You shook your head. "What would mom and dad say?"
"They'd say you deserve to shove it."
"Oh, come now, sister of mine! Don't be a stick in the mud!"
The two friends sitting across from the Granger siblings sat in silence. This was some of the best entertainment they get during the week and they always savored it.
"I'm not being a stick in the mud, you're just being a dick."
"Well you know what they say. You are what you eat-"
Ron and Harry didn't even miss a beat. They broke out laughing together as Hermione shouted, her face a pinkish color.
"(Y/N)!!"
"What? We all know it's true!"
"Merlin's beard you suck."
"That's the point, sis."
"Go- stop. Please. I'm begging you."
"Ok! Ok." you chuckled out, raising your hands in defeat.
You and the trio managed to keep up the conversation easily, but as time went on, it was time to go back, well, that's what you told them. It was time for the kiddos to go back and finish their homework so they had tomorrow to actually relax. Of course, this caused Harry and Ron to groan and whine, but Hermione finally convinced them, saying she'd help.
You let out a sigh and leaned back in your chair, your eyes falling closed. The stupid blonde hottie has been raging in your head for what felt like forever, so you weren't surprised when he popped up behind your eyelids again.
You truly didn't want to admit it, but you'd liked the jerk since he popped up randomly in your second year. He was a twat to your sister and her friends, but somehow he slithered into your heart and head all the stupid time.
Over time like turned to crush, crush turned to yearned, yearned turned to lust, because it certainly wasn't love. That's what you convinced yourself as you tossed your head back, swallowing the last of your fourth butterbeer.
You sat in front of the fire for a few more minutes before you stood up, placed some coins at the end of your table to pay for the drinks and left the restaurant, venturing out into the snow.
It was colder before, thanks to the sun setting over the castle. Shrugging off the cold, you walked down the familiar path back to Hogwarts. You tightened the scarf around your face as a particularly cold breeze blew past you. Once the entrance of the castle came up, you all but jogged to the door, ripping it open. The inside was warmer, thank Merlin.
You were suddenly grateful for the 7 years you'd spent at Hogwarts. You were able to mindlessly walk the halls and make it to the staircase leading up to the Fat Lady's portrait. As you were trudging up the steps, you noticed a A flash of a shadow duck past a knight.
"Oh, ok. Cool. Filch’ll just kill me. Awesome." you grumbled, hurrying up the stairs as quietly as you could, but we're quickly halted. The shadow wasn't Filch or his crazed cat. It was Malfoy.
Of course it was Malfoy. We gotta get to the good stuff somehow, right?
...
Anyway, you sensed he was up to no good considering he should be in the Slytherin Common Room probably sleeping and not sneaking around by the Gryffindor one. You crossed your arms over your chest, watching the blonde keeping his head turned to watch his back as he climbed the same steps you were on.
"Malfoy."
"AAH-"
You all but lunged to cover his mouth with one hand, the other going to the back of his neck to keep him still. "Shut it, you git! Do you want to get caught?" your eyebrows furrowed together as you pressed him to the stairs railing, trying to intimidate the younger male.
What you didn't know was that this was waayy to hot for Malfoy to comprehend. His back went rigid at your touch and his breathing all but stopped as he stared into your (e/c) eyes.
"Well, do you?"
Your hushed voice snapped Draco out of his trance, causing him to shake his head.
"Good, then keep your voice down. What are you doing out here anyway?" you spoke, moving your hands away from him, much to his dismay. He was just grateful you didn't back away. He liked your body against his.
"I was uh-well, I was trying to.. Find the bathroom." He usually kept his composure, but he was failing miserably. He usually kept it together so well but now.. Now Draco was struggling. He was not going to admit he was on his way to sneak into the Gryffindor common room and leave you a love note. No. Why would he do that??
"The bathroom? It isn't up this set of stairs, ya idiot." you grabbed his arm, leading him down the stairs. "Besides, you should have a bathroom on your side of the school, so what are you really doing here?"
"What does it matter?" he spat out. "You obviously think you know everything." you rolled your eyes at his brattiness and walked over to the corridor glancing down it before pressing your back against the wall.
"What are you doing?"
"Shut it Malf-"
"No. I don't ha-"
"I said shut it or I will gag your mouth with your own fucking tie." you covered his mouth again, pressing him back against the wall. "Godric. Just put your ego away for 2 seconds."
Draco desperately wanted to say 'Make me, Granger' but he was lost in the idea of your threat coming true.
Satisfied at his silence, you watched one of the patrolling professors walk down the corridor and right past you two. Not spotting anyone or anything, they continued on before you swept him down the entrance.
"Ok. Come on." You whispered to him as you walked down the corridor. You were taking him to that one girls bathroom that no one goes into, ya know, with Myrtle. You were just hoping she was gonna be literally anywhere but that bathroom.
"Where are we going?"
"You said you wanted a bathroom, idiot. I'm taking you to one where you can piss in peace and leave me alone."
"I.. What?"
"Forget it, Malfoy." You took one more turn and finally saw the opening off the bathroom. "Ok. We're here." Of course Blondie had a problem though. He shot the (h/c) male a glare before scrunching up his nose.
"This is the girls lavatory."
"Oh, you think I care. Funny." you grabbed him by the shirt covering his shoulder and pushed him inside, following after his stumbling form.
"Don't touch me, Granger. I don't want whatever germs mud bloods carry." Draco scoffed, fixing his shirt and brushing off his shoulder, as if dirt was there.
"Call me that again and I won't hesitate to ruin that pretty face you cherish so much." You growled out, grabbing his shirt by the collar and pulling him toward you. "One day that silver tongue of ours is going to get you in a lot of trouble." Pushing him away from your figure, you turned toward one of the many mirrors lining the wall.
You looked at your reflection and fixed a strand of hair, then took off your scarf. It was warm in this bathroom. You folded the scarf and looked back into the reflective glass to see Malfoy smirking in the background.
"What?"
"You called me pretty." He had his arms crossed over his chest. Your aggravated tone did nothing to his smirk.
".. You're dumb as hell, ya know that?" you turned to face the male and his confidence seemed to shrink a little bit. You advanced toward him and he stepped backwards. He wanted to keep distance between you two in case a fight broke out. He'd seen you fight other people bigger than you and remembered how they were sent to the Hospital wing. "You're a twat. You're a self centered brat who thinks he rules this school."
He gulped when he felt his back press against the wall. "Yeah? And what are you going to do about it Granger?" Draco could feel the blood rush to his cheeks. You must've noticed his face turning Gryffindor red because next thing he knew, you were pressed up against him, pinning him to the wall. He felt his breath catch in his throat when your eyes glanced at his lips for a brief second.
"I might teach you a lesson." Your hands came at either side of his head, a dangerous smirk drawing across your lips. You leaned forward, your lips ghosting over his. "You have been such a brat lately. A punishment is in order, hmm?"
Draco's hands tried to grip the wall, his nails scraping against it. Fuck, the way your voice dropped sent blood from his cheeks to his dick almost immediately.
With that, you slammed your lips to his, causing a breathy whine to escape Draco's throat. You tilted your head, your tongue grazing across his lips as your hand slipped through his hair. The blonde wrapped his arms around your neck as he opened his mouth, his tongue meeting yours. With teeth clashing, your bodies pressed together and a hand in his hair, you easily gained dominance.
You pulled from the kiss, causing Malfoy to let out a protest.
"Shut it, brat." You grumbled, a hand covering his mouth as you planted a kiss to the side of his neck. "Besides, we're out past curfew. Would hate to get caught."
He could feel you smirk against his skin, your hand in his bleached locks tugging his head to the side so you had more room. He jumped a little when he felt you bite down on his neck. The younger man's eyes fell shut as you attacked his neck with love bites and hickeys.
Your hand covering his mouth moved to his cheek as you placed a kiss on a particularly big hickey.
"You ok?" your voice was soft and sweet against his ear. He nodded quickly, not wanting this to end, which only caused you to snicker. Draco blinked a few times in confusion when you placed your hands on his shoulders and began to push him down to his knees.
"I'd rather not kneel on the floor."
"Why not?"
"It's filthy!"
You stared at Draco for a few seconds before rolling your eyes and you shoved him down to his knees.
"I don't care if it's filthy. You have magic, don't you? Clean your knees when we're done. Simple." you smirked down at him, joy filling your heart. God, it genuinely felt good to see the cocky pureblood on his knees, his head turned in a silent protest.
One hand stayed on his shoulder, the other moved itself to the bulge between your legs. The groan that left your lips caught his attention. The hand against your bulge grounded down, causing you to groan.
"Oh, now I've got your attention?"
"Shove it, Granger."
"Now, now. That's no way to talk to me, I am older."
Draco rolled his eyes so hard you were sure they were gonna roll straight out of his head. But since this whole event was anything but straight, you figured it wouldn't happen that easily.
The man on his knees swatted your hand away and wasted zero time unbuttoning your jeans and pulling them down around your knees. He stared at the bulge in your galaxy themed boxers, the tips of his ears turning a bright pink. He noticed the damp spot right by the tip and realized it was from him.
Suddenly, his confidence came back, and the blonde quickly began mouthing at your erection. With a rough groan, you rested your hand on top of his head and used the other stabilizing you against the wall.
"Go on, then. Don't be shy." You chuckled, gently ruffling his hair. The 6th year reached up, quickly pulling down your boxers to reveal your hard length.
"I'm not shy." When he finally met your eyes, you noticed his blue ones burning with a lust that you'd only wished to see in your dreams.
"Uh huh, then why aren't you sucking my dick, hmm?" You smirked, pushing your hips forward.
"I might bite it with the attitude you hold." The blonde spoke as he leaned forward, licking from the base to the tip in one, long swipe. You let out a sigh, your head slowly tipping backwards as his tongue grazed over the tip of your wood.
"You love my attitude. I bet you always have."
Draco wanted to mock you or laugh at you or something, but he knew you were right so instead, he sucked on your tip like it was a popsickle. He hallowed his cheeks and kept eye contact with you as he slowly took you into his mouth.
You let out a gasp at how hot it was. Visually and physically, it was so damn hot. Your grip tightened on his hair when his tongue ran along the vein on the bottom.
"Fuck- Ah, Draco-" You tried not to move your hips. After all, you didn't know how much experience he had, but it felt like he was pretty well off.
Draco, however, was focused on the way you said his name. It dragged a moan out of him. This might've been the first time he heard you say his first name and your gravely voice made it so wonderful.
The blonde on his knees suddenly wanted to hear you say it again. He closed his eyes, pulling back to take a breath before he pushed forward. The pureblood focused on trying to take you down his throat. His eyebrows furrowed together when he gagged and chose to ignore his tears.
"Oh shit!" you hissed out, your jaw dropping when you felt his nose press against your pelvis. "Draco, how the hell-?" you bucked forward when you felt him try to swallow around you. "Ooh, Godric!" you tossed your head back, your hand against the wall curling into a fist.
Draco pulled back and slowly went down on you again, a breathy whine leaving your throat.
"You are far too good at this, baby."
All too soon he was pulling off you completely, which causes you to whine and look down at him. He was looking down at his hands that rested in his lap.
"What? Did I say something wrong?" You asked, your head tilting to the side a little bit.
"No!" his head shot up to look at you, his eyes wide. "I mean.. No... No, I've just never been called something so.. Soft."
This caused your eyebrows to furrow together. "Huh. Well, let's change that. Come on." You stepped out of the pants pooled at your feet and held a hand out to him, which he took.
You gently led him over to the sinks, turning him around to face his reflection. "I got you." you whispered in his ear, causing him to shudder.
He nodded his head, looking down at the sink in front of him. The pureblood rested his hands against the porcelain. The 6th year's heart was pounding in his ears, his bottom lip becoming trapped between his teeth.
The blonde felt your hands run from the back of his neck, to his shoulders and down his back before finally landing on his hips. The wizard felt a heat pooling in his belly when he felt your hips press against his ass.
You reached around to his front, undoing his belt and slowly pulling it free from the loops before tossing it off to the side. He finally looked up at the mirror, taking in the reflection of his messy hair, swollen lips and your hands coming back to his front.
"I got you, Draco." Your voice was soft. "Don't you worry your pretty little head about anything." You smiled at him over his shoulder and winked before popping the button of his trousers open and allowed gravity to pull them down.
Malfoy gasped when you cupped his bulge, his hips automatically pushing forward. He'd been hard since you pinned him against the railing.
"(Y/n).." he whispered out, his mouth falling open when your thumb ran across the head of his cock.
"Yes, babe?" Your smile has turned into a knowing smirk. Blue eyes bounced between your hand and that devious smirk, Draco's brain conflicted on which sight was better. "Do you need something?"
He nodded his head, blonde locks bouncing.
"Please." his voice was barely above a whisper.
"Please? Please what?" Your fingers slipped past the elastic of his boxers, a false sense of innocence laced in your voice.
"Move- touch me- damnit, Granger, please."
You finally pushed his boxers down, your hands running along the front of his thighs before finally landing on what he wanted you to focus on. The blonde let out a sigh of your name when your hand finally wrapped around his dick.
A small smile stretched across his face once your hand started moving. The pleasure wasn't new, but was oh so welcomed. He was glad he finally got you.
You gave him a few pumps, allowing his precum to build up on your hand, making everything easier.
"There ya go, baby. So sweet." You whispered, kissing the back of his ear.
Draco brought a pale pink lip between pearly white teeth again, his hips pushing forward to get more.
The hand still resting on his hip came around to the front, gathered a bit of precum off the tip before slinking back around to the back. He used the pre like lube and pushed a finger into Draco's tight hole, causing him to emit a squeal and arch his back a little but.
"Oh, Godric. I'm so excited to wreck you, baby."
"(Y/n)!" he squeaked out as the finger went deeper. He bit his lip harder, the pain slowly dying out and being replaced with a burning pleasure.
You loved hearing your name being moaned like that, just like he enjoyed hearing his when he was suckin' on your lolli. You added a second finger, slowly thrusting them in and out to try and speed this along. You could only jerk someone off for so long anyway.
You licked your lips, a determined expression event on how badly you wanted him. Maybe eating his ass would've been more effective.
"Please hurry, I don't know how much more of this I can take-" his voice was higher in pitch, his hips pushing back against you. "Please-"
"Ok, baby, ok. No need to beg." you chuckled, removing your hands from their working positions. Gently rubbing your hand over one cheek, you spread it open enough to spit in it, just to be safe. "Ready?" your free hand grabbed your own dick pumping it a few times for good measure.
"I wouldn't be asking you to do it if I wasn't, now would I?" the blonde snapped back, glaring over his shoulder. How did he go from so innocent he's almost choking from one finger in him to being a demanding brat all over again?
You rolled your eyes and lined yourself up, carefully and slowly pushing in until you made it past the first ring of muscle. Both of you moaned at the feeling, your hands coming to rest against his hips as his head ducked down, his chin pressed against his chest.
You slowly pushed in deeper, a whine leaving his throat as the twisted pain came back. You reached around to grab his dick again and jerked him off a little bit more to try and counterbalance the pain.
Once you were all the way in, you just let him adjust. You kissed across his still clothed shoulders and neck, whispering encouraging words of praise.
The hand on his hip dragged itself upward, your eyes following it in the mirror. Once it made it to his chest, you cupped one of his pecs through the shirt, feeling his perky nipple pressing against your palm.
Grinding your palm down against his nipple and continuing to rub his dick, you slowly pulled out almost all the way before pushing back in with one sweep.
You literally left him breathless. He was staring at you through the reflection in the mirror, his mouth hanging open, his eyes glazed over with need, his hair a mess.
You built up a pave easily, deep and hard but slow and Draco loved every second of it. His toes curled in his boots, his back arched into your hands while his hips fought to figure out if they wanted to go forward into your hand or back into your dick. It truly was a conundrum for the twink.
"Such a good boy for me, aren't ya?" You spoke up after a while, your voice gravelly and rough and right in his ear. You let out a breathy laugh when he shuddered and moaned from that alone.
The two of you weren't concerned with the sound of skin hitting skin or your moans echoing around the hallow bathroom. You were busy, I don't blame you.
Soon enough, Draco was begging you to speed up, his release starting to creep it's way around. You nodded your head, resting your forehead against his shoulder as you spend your hips up, a grunt leaving your lips.
Draco let out a loud whine when your fingers pinched one of his nipples, his hands clawing at the walls as pleasure coursed through his veins.
"I'm gonna cum in you." You groaned against his back. "I'm gonna mark you as mine and you're gonna sit there and enjoy it."
Fuck yeah, he was.
Draco was nowhere near complaining. He'd been fantasizing of this and so much more for years. He, of course, blamed his hormones, but he knew the effect ran deeper than just lust.
Draco nodded his head. "Please-" he moaned out your name, his thighs trembling from the pleasure. He was getting closer and, honestly, so where you.
The pureblood was so warm and hugged you so right in all the right places and Albus mother-fucking Dumbledore where you getting more of this later.
This stupid cute blonde was so intoxicating it almost made you feel pathetic. Keyword is almost.
You sped up, chasing after your own release as it also reared its head around the corner.
"G-gonna cum-" Draco stuttered out, his voice cracking. One hand fell from the wall to the porcelain sink at his waist. "I-I'm.. Gonna-" he called out your name, loud enough for it to probably be heard by the Gryffindors, as he came.
He tightened and spasmed around you, his legs shaking and tiny moans leaving his throat as you helped him ride out his orgasm.
"Are you good?" You asked, rubbing his back and soon letting go of his soft dick when he deemed it was sensitive. "Do you want me to pull out?"
Draco shook his head, his ears noticeably red from behind him. "I want you to keep your promise."
He did not have to tell you twice. You went back to thrusting into him, both hands on his waist as you sought after your own orgasm. A few moans and groans from you later and you were cumming inside him.
You leaned into him, riding it out until his tight, hot ass became too much. You pulled out carefully, causing him to whine and twitch.
"Let's get you cleaned up, ok, Draco?"
The blonde nodded his head and allowed you to carefully and gently clean him up with a wet paper towel. It wasn't the lost romantic thing used to clean partners, but it was what you had.
After a few minutes of silence once you were cleaned and dressed you spoke up.
"So what.. Where are you doing by Gryffindor Tower, Blondie?" your hands ended up in your pockets again.
"Well I.." The pureblood reached into the pocket of his jacket, pulling out an envelope. "I was going to..."
"Draco, babe. I saw your 'o' face. Just tell me. You shouldn't be embarrassed." You snickered, obviously teasing the younger man.
He took in a deep breath and shoved the letter toward you.
"IwroteyoualetterexplaininghowIfeltaboutyouandhowIwassorryforhowItreatedyoursister-" he was going way too fast for you to understand anything.
"What? I can't.. I don't speak whatever this is."
"I.. Just read the letter!"
With that, you tore open the envelope. It was the love letter Draco was gonna leave by your bedside table.
The letter stated how he fell in love with you from a far over the years by watching you dominate in Quidditch, bringing light into the world with the Twins (let's be honest, imma throw them in this) and just.. Being you. Plus bickering with you was one of his favorite pastimes.
It also stated how he was sorry for treating Hermione so poorly and the citation with his dad and how he was raised.
The Slytherin was nervously wringing his hands together, a nervous expression on his face. "Umm.. Are.. You gonna say something?" his mental fingers were crossed.
You smiled, tilting your head a little bit.
"You're an idiot." You pulled him into a gentle kiss, your hand entangling with his. You casted him a genuine smile. "I like you too, Draco."
The blonde's face broke out in a matching grin and he all but jumped on you to give you another kiss. Once the two of you broke apart, your voice echoed in the bathroom once again.
"There's only one problem."
"What is it?"
"How do we tell Hermione?"
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