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elliotsblunt · 7 months
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brother’s best mate | draco malfoy
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pairings - draco malfoy/reader’s | brother’s best friend!au |
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sypnosis : when your older brother's best friend finds out about your date with Diggory—he decides to give you a piece of his mind.
word count : 3.4k
warnings: smut, established siblings, weed, choking, pet names, minor girl fight, size kink, not proofread so sorry
authors note: the reader is 18 in high school and graduates in less than a few months!! no minors are sexual in this one-shot. draco is 19 and only one year older than the reader. this was fun to write but lowk got lazy at the end. hope you all enjoy its very smutty.
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© elliotsblunt 2022. do not repost, modify, or translate.
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You walked alongside your class mate, Ginny Weasley—a fourth year just like you. A Gryffindor with fiery bright red hair and the personality of a lion, freckled marks littering her nose. She had been your newfound best friend, usually sticking within your own house which had been Slytherin up until recently.
Some drama that had occurred in third year, so you began to seek friendships from other houses as well. You never really cared, but your older brother insisted you hang out with your true kind. Whatever that meant.
Ginny paused as they strolled past the Great Hall. “Say, _ _—Oh!”
You felt someone run into you from behind, a brute force slamming into you full force. Your knees wobbled and collapsed as your palms shielded your face, stinging as they slapped the concrete floor. Blinking with wide eyes, your eyes snapped up to meet a pair of narrowed blue eyes.
“Parkinson,” Ginny called from behind you, storming past you. Your arm shot to reach for her wrist as you held her back. “Chill Gin, it’s cool.”
The dark haired girl smirked, crossing her thin arms over her chest, where her tits practically spilled out. You almost gagged at the sight as Pansy chuckled,
“Sorry, _ _. Didn’t see ya.”
“Bullshit!”
“She’s not even worth it. Come on,” You rolled your eyes, thankful Ginny had your back in the back of your mind. Pansy’s smirk faded as you spun around, reaching out and shoving you from behind. You fell forward once again, Ginny calling out your name as she kneeled beside you. Both of you send the laughing girl a glare.
“What is your problem?” You hissed, standing up on your feet. “I haven’t—“
“He broke up with me. Neville broke up with me—for you. You fucking cunt. And now, I’m going to beat you and that Gryffindor’s ass.”
Your brows knit together. Neville? But you hadn’t spoken to him in months, ever since last year. When he had broken up with you for Pansy Parkinson.
A smirk crept onto your lips, still on the ground. Her cheeks reddened at your next words, “Huh. Isn’t that ironic.”
“You bitch,” she gritted her teeth before slapping you across the face. Your eyes widened as you smiled in shock, not believing that this whore was fighting you over a man. When you had found out that Neville, who you dated for a solid two months, decided to cheat on you with Pansy Parkinson. The new, shiny exchange student from Beauxbaton Academy. She spoke French and was the only girl to show off cleavage.
She had been the talk of most of the boys in each house for months.
Apparently, the French liked to get down and under. Real quick. Half the boys went through her by the time summer rolled around. You remember your older brother mentioning her, saying if his best friend hadn’t fucked her before he graduated then he most definitely would have “tapped”. All he had earned from you was an eye roll.
“You crazy slag!” Ginny shouted, but before she could step in—a deep voice interrupted.
As you stood from the ground, picking up your book that you had dropped, you froze before quickly facing the voice. A warmness flourished in your chest as a familiar smirk was given to Pansy, by a blonde Slytherin that had graduated last year. Your brother, Alex , stood beside him, “Parkinson. Please don’t tell me your shoving my baby sis because of one of your personal wankers.“
Draco chuckled to himself, his head shaking before shoving his hands into his pockets. His hair had been combed to the side, a single strand falling over those piercing eyes of his. A black long sleeve tightened around his muscular back, a pair of black slacks to matched. You could almost smell his cologne from here.
“Can it, Waters,” she snapped at your brother, shifting her scowl into a smile when your sights landed on Draco.
“Draco—I didn’t know you were back. I would have looked for you.”
“Exactly why I didn’t,” he replied quietly, rubbing the back of his neck before clearing his throat.
Parkinson blushed a deep red, looking away from Draco. Ginny threw her a brow. “Didn’t you and Longbottom just break up?”
“Longbottom, Pans? The kid looks like a human piranha—bless his soul,” Alex chuckled, but you shook your head.
“No, he looks better. He got surgery.”
“No wa—!”
“Both of you shut up!” Pansy spat at both your brother and you, causing you all to just look at her with expecting looks. After her eyes swept back and forth across all of yours, she groaned before spinning around and stomping away. Alex tilted his head at her, “What’s with her?”
“Neville broke up with her for _ _,” Ginny replied, an knowing smile on her face as she nudged you. “But she happens to fancy someone else.”
“I would be mad to if a bloke that looked like that broke up—“
“Who?”
Your eyes found Draco’s. He was looking at you, with something new flickering in his eyes. His jaw was clenched as a soft smile played on his lips for you. Ginny nor Alex responded, waiting for you to respond.
“Urm, just some kid I met at a party.”
You were talking about Cedric Diggory. He was the golden boy of Hufflepuff, with those dreamy eyes and charming smile. Your heart soared whenever he passed you in the halls, sending you his specialty wink. You had to bite your lip to hold back a smile for the rest of the day, almost drawing blood. And last night, you had both texted non-stop.
Tonight you were supposed to meet him in Hogsmeade. Spring Break was coming up, which is why your brother had came in the first place. You always spent Spring Break with your brother—and Draco just always happened to be with him. They were inseparable. Ever since first year.
“You go out with him yet?” Draco asked another question, narrowing his eyes. His head tilted as he studied you.
“No.”
“But she’s meant to tonight,” Ginny added, throwing an arm around you. You threw her a stare but she wasn’t paying attention to you, sending heart eyes to Draco. She always a massive crush on him, and you were sure he knew. Especially when he sent her a boyish smile right now. “Thank you, Weasel. Though, you don’t look much like a weasel anymore.”
She tucked her hair behind her ear as Alex rolled his eyes. “Gross, bro. Don’t flirt with my baby sis’s friends, ight?”
Draco chuckled as you groaned, “Ginnyishelpingmepackokbye,” you rushed out before grabbing your giggling friend.
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You stood outside your favorite restaurant in Hogsmeade—The Flying Dutchman. They had the best burgers in town, and you’re the one who actually proposed to come here when Cedric asked you out. Your brother, Draco, and you always came here for dinner when you rented out your hotel room. Like every Spring break. A faint smile wore on your lips at the memory as the spring breeze pressed warm kisses onto your flesh.
But as more time passed by, that smile began to fade. Cedric had been more than thirty minutes late.
Ginny texted her that about after an hour, you should call it quits. And so you kept checking your phone, tapping your glossy heel against the concrete of the sidewalk. Your heart banged on your rib cage as blood rushed to your ears. Everything was slightly muffled as embarrassment overcame you.
And when it hit nine o’clock, you began to walk to your hotel.
Anger coursed through your veins. How dare he asked you out then ghost you completely?
You pulled out your phone and sent him a few messages cursing him out before shoving it back into your purse. With glossy eyes, after about ten minutes, you had reached the hotel room you were to be having alone. Your brother and Draco would be sharing the next one over. Approaching the entrance, where green glass pillars cascaded over a tall, lavish building—you hummed as the cool air conditioning welcomed you.
“Welcome,” a faux customer service voice rung in your ear. Your eyes landed on the front desk attendant, a young man. “Do you have a reservation?”
“Yes. Under Waters.“
“The single queen bed with a walk in-closet?”
You blushed, “Yes.”
“Perfect. Will that be cash or credit.”
“It’s on file. I come like, every year,” you explained, and he nodded firmly before clicking his mouse a few times. He was short and chubby—hair receding slowly from the sides. You didn’t know that was possible. “Have you found it?”
“Yes. It went through and….perfect. You’re all set,” he bent over, opening a drawer and a pair of keys jingled in your ears. He pooped back up whilst kicking the drawer back closed—handing you your card and the wifi password. “This here is your room card for room number 67 as well as our wifi and password.”
“Thanks,” you sent him a smile before making your way inside. As always, the halls were the same. A green carpet with beige walls, random paintings everywhere. It smelled of old paper inside your room, a bed with red covers and white pillows rested on the large bed. A walk-in closet, as promised, was lodged in the corner next to the bathroom.
You decided to shower, still in a sour mood about being stood up. Taking off your makeup with a cleanser, you stripped off your clothes and hopped into the shower. Craving to feel the warm water soothe your tense muscles, you moaned as it happened moments later. Digging your vanilla shampoo into your roots, you used your net to scrub off the dirt and dead skin from your body.
After finding everything off, you wrapped a towel around your figure and opened the door to your bathroom. A scream tore from your throat at the sight of someone sitting on the corner of your bed.
“_ _. I’m high as fuck,” Draco ran a hand through his hair, a red hue glowing from his eyes. His eyelids hung low as he smiled lazily—flickering his gaze over to you. “Alex is passed out. He took too many edibles.”
You scoffed, “And I assume you were the more responsible one and maintained a decent amount of sobriety?”
“Big words, _ _. Big words for a little girl,” Draco taunted, your eyes rounding at his words. He had never seemed this laid back with you, always being the more poised and dignified out of him and your brother. Hair always slicked to the side, clothes looking tidy and clean cut. But his hair had been messy due to him running his fingers through the strands, and his black button up he had changed into had been unbuttoned halfway.
His gold chain glistened against his pale skin, your thighs clenching at the thought of it hanging in your face while he—
“How was the date?” He questioned, his eyes darkening. You gulped.
“He didn’t show.”
“What?” He rose his voice, standing up from his seat. You flinched at the intensity of his tone as his eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?”
“Why do you care so much?”
“Dammit, _ _,” he balled his fist, storming over to you. Your back hit the wall, clutching your towel to your body, as his palmed slammed against the wall and staid there. His scent of peppermint and marijuana, which led you to believe he had smoked instead of taking the edibles with your brother. His eyes swirled with a hidden emotion as breath fanned your lips. “Why can’t you just answer a simple question?” He scoffed,
“You never do what you’re told.”
“And you’re too high,” you mumbled, placing your hands on his chest to push him back. But he caught them, “Draco.”
“_ _,” He whispered, “I can’t watch you get heartbroken over these little fucking boys anymore.”
Your throat went dry. Had Draco liked you?
That didn’t make any sense. He had been the most popular boy at school. Him and your brothers were the two most crushed on guys at school, Draco running through a number of girls throughout his years. He always paid attention to you, never leaving you out. “What? You think it’s a coincidence that every dude you have a date with bails on you?”
Your eyes widen, “You’re the reason Cedric—?”
“Back when I was in Hogwarts,” he continued, his boyish smirk returning to his lips. “Looks like you don’t need my help in that department after all.”
He had been your brother’s best friend, and if you didn’t know any better, his high self just confessed to scaring off other guys to date you. Out of all the girls he could have had, tonight, it appeared he wanted you. And one thing about Draco Malfoy—
He always gets what he wants.
Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip as his piercing eyes bored into yours. His thumb reached out, shocking you, as it took place of your teeth. An animalistic look flashed in his eyes, “Relax, kid. It was a joke.”
“Don’t call me kid.”
Draco released a chuckle, taking a step back before shaking his head. He ran a large hand the lift his pale hair again, “Fuck. You’re Alex’s little sis,” he sighed, letting out sarcastic chuckles. “I’m turned on by my best friends sister.”
His words caught you by surprise. Your lips fell open in shock, eyes bulged and skin flushed. He tugged at his strands once more before muttering fuck it, turning around and walking straight towards you. You flinched say Draco grabbed your arm, pulling you into his chest before slamming his lips against yours.
They were smooth and plump, sucking on your own as his hand flew to your cheek. At first you hadn’t kissed back, in shock, but when his thumb began to rub the flesh of your face—you melted. Your lips fought against his as you completely surrendered to him.
His fingers found your hair, lightly tugging on the strands. A soft moan left your lips, causing him to hum, “You like when I pull your hair, little one?”
The nickname caused a shiver to run down your spine. A pool of wetness shot down your core, a pleasurable sensation overcoming you as he continued to kiss you. His scent overcame you as he spun the two of you around, laying you on the bed before crawling above you. His lips didn’t part from yours.
Pulling away, you panted as he observed you from above. Your hair had probably been a mess and completely damp. The towel wrapped around you had been the only thing separating you from the Slytherin above. His eyes were clouded with the drug, “You’re fuckin’ breathtakin.”
You blushed. You didn’t think you would ever hear him say that. Considering how much of a fan girl you used to be for him back in primary.
He dived down to close the gap between you two. “I wanna fuck you. Show you how it feels to cum around a grown dick like mine,” Draco breathlessly panted against her lips. His fingers dove to her towel, tossing to to the floor before looking down. His hair tickled her nose,
“Looks like every inch of you is perfect, _ _. Can’t wait to have you fall apart on my tongue.”
“Next time. I—want it now,” you breathed, craving to get fucked by Draco. Your arms wrapped around his neck as he grabbed one of your tits, popping it into his mouth before swirling his tongue around the bud. His eyes crossed at the taste, “Fuck, that feels so good.”
“YehBaby?” His voice was muddled by your mounds. You giggled as he founded the other one before doing the same. Your hips began to arch and he smirked,
“My horny little one,” he teased, sitting up straight. You chewed on your lower lip, clenching your thighs as his eyes staid on yours. Unzipping his slacks, he tossed them to the side along with his trousers before hooking his arms around your thighs. You shrieked as he yanked you to the edge, grabbing his cock, “You sure you can take it? A big dick like mine?”
You grabbed his bicep, which bulged under your hand. His arm had been twice the size of yours. Rubbing his swollen pink head against your clit, peering down at you. Your eyes widened up at him, all innocent like, pinching your nipples. His lips reached to kiss your feet before resting them both on his shoulders, “You sure about this, _ _? Because once I start, I can’t stop.”
“Please,” you pleaded, reaching for him. He chuckled before bending down, letting you wrap your arms around his neck. His thick cock began to slid into you, making you squeak his name, “Draco! Oh my—urgh.”
His red rimmed eyes looked down at you. As he inched deeper, the more your mouth dropped. He pecked your lips before moving more fluidly, more and more spikes of pleasure adding to your tummy. You weren’t a virgin—every guy you’ve been with always made you do all the work. So the fact that Draco had expertly began stroking his hard cock into your gushing pussy, you noticed more moans escaping you.
The blonde grunted, working half his cock inside. And then he pushed it all the way in, making both of you cry out in unison.
And then he chuckled darkly at your blissed out expression, a wicked smile curling onto his lips as he angled himself. His hips rammed into yours, holding your knees against him, as your tits jiggled before his eyes.
Cries and pleads babbled from your mouth.
“Yes! Please!”
“Draco—it feels too good.”
“My Merlin—I can’t—“
“Yeah?” He cooed, brutally snapping his hips against you. His thick head pushed into your walls, his abdomen rubbing against your puffy nub. With a tender voice, his hand flew to your throat, as he continued, “Just like that, little one? Move my hips like this?”
He gave her two harsh strokes, giving her a bruising kiss. Draco’s hair fell over his eyes as sweat glistened over his abs. Ring clad fingers snaked to your pussy, his thumb pressing circles into your clit. It began to pulse, meaning you were going to cum, making Draco raise his brows.
“It’s so warm, _ _. You gonna come on this dick?”
“Yes,” you whimpered, “Yes yes yes YES YES—“
Draco chuckled, kissing your lips to silence you. You came on his dick, being completely lost in the trance of your orgasm. It felt like a million glasses had broken in your ear, earth shattering before you as euphoria paused time. Never in your life had you came that hard.
And then he pulled out, sitting against the headrest on the bed. You sent him a look, still calming down from your high, as he tapped his thigh, “Come take a ride on this dick for me, baby.”
Without time to waste, you crawled over. He smiled at you evily as he guided you, “Sit with your back-good girl,” he instructed, making you face your back to his chest. He lifted your feet and stood them on his thighs, “I’m going to play with your pussy. Throw your arm around my neck and take this dick, that’s all you have to do. Okay little one? Can you handle that?”
To answer his question, you instantly grabbed his cock before sliding down. You cried out, “Ah!”
“That’s it. Juuuuuuust like that,” he shushed, rubbing three fingers on your swollen pussy. You jerked in his hold as he nipped at your ear, “I got you, baby. I got you.”
And with that he began rapidly thrusting up into your clenching pussy. You screamed out as his fingers fastened their pace, your back arching against his chest. Your arm shook as it clung to his neck, his lips attached to your nipple. The crude licking sounds edged you closer to your high.
His hand covered your entire stomach, “So tiny, baby. You like when I fuck this little pussy?”
Your tummy began to contract. Draco licked his fingers, tasting your juices, before rubbing them against your creaming pussy once again. Your brows rose in pleasure as a scream came from you, “I’m gonna—ah—“
“Come on,” he urged, “Come on come on come on—there it is! Just like that, _ _. Allll over my fucking dick.”
Your body twitched as you came on top of Draco. And when he felt your tight pussy gush around him, he grabbed you by your waist, prolonging your orgasm by animalistically rutting up into you. “Fuck, I’m gonna, fuck fuck fuck—“
“What the fuck?” Alex’s voice screamed in the air.
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lustytears · 4 months
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how draco malfoy would react to you teasing him |
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would fucking flip.
i mean, this guy is not the type of person who takes jealousy to a low.
it all happened when you flirted with some gryffindor during your free period, twirling your hair and throwing flirtatious comments at the boy.
he came across you, practically face to face with the fellow student. he eyed you, warning signs visible.
you didn’t really listen, mainly because you knew that draco wasn’t the verbal possessive type, more like the private and confidential possessive type. he’d rather be 1 on 1 with you.
so, you spent more time with the gryffindor, grabbing his hand and play fighting in the hallways.
when they go low, i go lo-OW.
you know well that he’s gonna fuck everything up for you.
he’s gonna make sure you fucking pay.
less visits, less time spent with you,
and… well… let’s say, you won’t be walking for a while.
warnings: absolute filthy smut, MDNI (17+), dacryphilia, draco is an absolute menace (literally a dom), hate fuck, choking, deepthroat, unprotected sex (wrap b4 u tap) p in v, degradation/name-calling
“That’s how you want to be toyed with, huh?” Draco had you down on the bed, legs apart, right on top of you, with his hands around your throat. You choked, gagging as you tried to respond back to him. His grasp lightened, but as soon as you tried to even speak, he applied more pressure to your throat.
“Girls like you don’t deserve the privilege of speaking, hm?” He used his free hand to pin your arms. You tried desperately, attempting to wriggle your way through his hold on your arms. “I’m gonna have to fuck you until the only thing you can say or think about is only my name, and my cock ravaging this tight cunt.”
He let go of you completely, before unbuckling his belt and dropping his dress pants and untying his tie and white shirt, throwing it to the floor as he laid down next to you on the bed, tapping his thigh to signal you to come near him. You obeyed, willingly. “What’re you planning?” You teased, licking your lips. He pulled his boxers down, a slight “tap” as it hit his abdomen. “Suck it.”
You leaned closer to him, your fingers grazing his cock. When you finally grabbed ahold of his cock, you lightly jerked it, carefully observing how beads of pre-cum leaked down onto his hand. A breathy moan leaked through Draco’s lips, causing him to lean his head back. You jerked his cock at a faster pace, watching his eyes switch from complete anger to euphoria. You met eyes with him, your hand still jerking his cock, twitching.
“Be a good girl and suck it like I told you, sweetheart,” he commanded. Your lips met the tip of his cock, causing him to shift. You licked and swirled around the mess of pre-cum, mixing it with the spit on your tongue. You played with his cock, sucking his tip and using your fingers to trace the veins that decorated the base of his cock. You moaned, going deeper down his shaft, his cock hitting your uvula.
“That’s not good enough for me, darling,” he grabbed your head, forcing his cock down your throat until your nose hit his pelvis. Your head bobbed up and down, up and down, making your eyes tear up and trail down your puffed cheeks as he instinctively bucked his hips up your throat. Gurgles and sounds emitted from your mouth, a smile on his face forming. “Such a slut,” he whispered.
“Gonna cum down this pretty little throat? Yeah?” He talked to you like you were a dog, praising your efforts as you obeyed, allowing him to face-fuck your throat like it was made for him.
“Gonna cum in your cunt next,” he said. He grabbed a chunk of your hair to force you down on his cock, thrusting as far as he could up your throat as he could, shooting thick white loads of salty cum down your throat. He exhaled, moaning as your fingers dug into his thighs, carving crescent-shaped marks into his skin.
When he finished violating your throat, he pulled your mouth off his dick. Shortly after, desperate inhales of oxygen made you hyperventilate, tears falling from your eyes as he grabbed your hair, forcing you to look at him in the eyes.
“Fuck,” you cried out. He grabbed you, pulling you forward onto his lap. His hands traveled to your pussy, using his long, slender fingers to pull your panties to aside. He felt how wet you were, gathering up your arousal and feeling it around his fingers.
“Is this what you wanted?”
“What?” You asked, dumbfounded.
In response, he lined up his cock to your entrance, letting you slowly sink down onto his length. The pain of the stretch made you nearly moan, but his tip lined up against the spongey part of your walls, twitching as you arched your back at the feeling, moaning at the sensation. You had sex with Draco before, but it was like his body knew yours better than you knew yourself.
He began thrusting his hips up inside of you. His movements were fast, rough, and even-paced. He held onto your hips, your arms around his neck as you leaned into him. Each thrust made you blank out, your mind only focused on the shape of his cock and his girth as it filled you whole. “Fucking slut,” he smacked your ass, making you yelp and slam onto his dick, hitting your cervix.
It felt like there was no stopping. He was determined to what he promised. He wanted you to only remember his cock and his name.
“Draco!” You moaned, screaming his name and digging your nails into his neck every time he thrusted harder into you.
“I’m gonna cum in this-“ you clenched around him, giving him pleasure. “This tight cunt…”
He thrusted inside of you one more time, releasing his cum inside of you as you clenched around him and climaxed yourself. He loosened his grip on your hips. The both of you panted, his laugh of relief echoed through the room.
“I’m sorry, Draco. I shouldn’t have been so disloyal to you.” His hand brushed your cheek, and he pulled you in for a quick kiss. “You did so well, darling,” he pulled you in for another kiss, praising you.”
The both of you laid down, and he gently pulled his cock out of you. The mix of your cum and his leaked down your thighs. He pampered you with kisses, affirmations came flooding from his mouth.
He got a wet rag and cleaned you up, allowing himself to put in all of the work just for you. He looked at your beautiful body, admiring it like a piece of art work. When he got done, he put the rag in the dirty laundry bin and laid down next to you, his arm wrapped around you.
“I might just have to do that again.”
“What?” He asked.
“What?” You playfully mocked him. “Maybe I should flirt with that Gryffindor boy again. Perhaps you can put me in my place again.”
His hold on you was tighter. He kissed your cheek with embrace.
“I could just do that regardless,” he chuckled.
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teenageheartthrob · 7 months
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Draco “the family name will never be as pure as when it belongs to you” Malfoy <3
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Mommy in the Office~ Narcissa Malfoy nee. Black xFem Reader
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I feel like there’s a lack of Narcissa Malfoy nee. Black works out there, so I’m adding to it lol. Also, I imagine this happening around or before Draco’s fifth year, but do what you want with the timeline lol.
Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, fingering, mommy kink, implied age gap (all legal), implied praise kink, Narcissa being addicting
About 750 words
Enjoy (;
You swore you only worked at the Ministry because you had to make ends meet, otherwise you would have quit a long time ago.
You were Umbridge’s assistant for gods sake. And you hated her. It was mutual as she loathed you as well.
But you needed the pay, so you stayed. You stayed through all the taunts, jeers, yelling, and degrading. All of the ugliness simply for a paycheck.
Terrible innit? 
One day in particular Umbridge was being extra nasty (at least more than her usual nastiness).
She had everything to say about anything you did, and it was boiling your blood that every time you just had to answer “Yes Ma’am” or “Right away Ma’am”.
She was literally a walking turn off. 
She had been slandering you for the skirt you were wearing in this particular instance specifically its length (which she wasn’t completely wrong about, but at this point you wanted to kinda piss her off), when a woman walked through the doors into the room.
She walked with her hips swinging with confident and determinations as she approached your tiny (unfortunately ugly pink) desk. 
“What can I do for you, Mrs. Malfoy?” you asked, praying to god you would finally receive a break from all Umbridge’s bullshit. 
“Shall we go in my office?” Umbridge quickly butted in and glaring at you as she directed Mrs. Malfoy into her office. 
After what must have been whispering, as you caught absolutely nothing of what the women were talking about, Umbridge came out of the room and dropped a massive pile of papers on your desk. 
“I will be out for the night, I expect those reports on my desk at 8am sharp” she squeaked, and then she just left.
You just sat there in shock, thinking how the hell you were gonna get all of those papers done that quickly. It was impossible was your conclusion.
Mrs. Malfoy who had apparently been at the office door the entire time just chuckled lightly to herself a bit.
God she looked good when she laughed...
Even if it was at you.
She had apparently caught you staring, because her face shifted back to her normal state. “You know, she’s right Darling, your skirt is pretty short” Mrs. Malfoy purred playfully.
What the hell was happening…What was she doing?
That stumped you.
All you could was blush and meekly say, “I’m sorry Mrs. Malfoy.”
She chuckled again, and came closer to your desk “Call me Narcissa.” then even closer to where she was leaning across your tiny desk at whisper shot from your ear “And if you’d get on this desk and spread your legs for me darling, I’d let you call me Mommy” she purred.
Now you were blushing even harder and a wet spot was starting to grow in your underwear.
No... Don’t do it.
You thought, but the look on Narcissa’s face when you looked at her; fiery eyes of lust and lushes lips being lightly licked by her darting, devious tongue...
You caved and practically jumped onto the desk. Narcissa smirked and grabbed your waist, pulling you to the edge of the desk, and knocking all the papers Umbridge had given you onto the floor. 
“I could fuck you right here in this skirt, that’s how short it is” she taunted as her cold yet luscious fingers crawled up your thigh and grabbing your knickers.
As she yanked them off, you moaned in anticipation. She quickly inserted her fingers inside your pussy, and you moaned even louder, while grinding down on her hand wanting more friction. 
“Your so wet for me, such a good girl for Mommy.” she purred as she began to fuck you with her fingers. 
“Yes Mommy, all for you” you whimpered and moaned from all the pleasure she was giving you.
In a matter of minutes, Narcissa had gotten you to the edge of your climax and you were begging her to let you cum, and she was relishing in it. 
“Please fuck... please let me cum, Mommy...please!” you mewled.
She chuckled darkly and moaned “Fuck Darling, cum on Mommy’s fingers”. 
And then you came.
And fuck, was it the best you’d ever had.
And then, Narcissa pulled her fingers out of you, licked them in front of you and simply left. With her hips swinging with delight, leaving you legs open on your desk post-fucking, trying to catch your breath. 
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Renewed
Summary: After not seeing your husband Draco for a while due to your job, you two are finally rejoiced
warnings: 18+ smut, love making, pinv, breeding kink, just some fluffy sex
request box open pls send me ideas!!
“I’ve missed you love,” he was kissing down your neck his breathe fanning over you through each word. Your legs were wrapped around his waist pulling him impossibly closer to your body. 
“Me too- fuck,” you moaned and gripped tighter on the base of white hair on the back of his neck. He smiled into your skin savoring the scent, the warmth. 
“I’ve missed this perfect body of yours,” he kissed your breast and fondled one with one hand before sliding back up to your face and pressing kisses to your lips, cheeks, nose, eyebrows, “and this gorgeous face,” 
“You held onto the back of his head for support, your climax almost reaching, “baby, I’m close,” you whimpered into your husband the warmth of his pale skin, the feel of his kisses and loving gropes over your body heightening the feeling intensely. “Me too love-- m’gonna give you another baby, yeah?”
“Please,” you tried to suppress any too loud of noises not wanting to wake the sleeping children a couple of rooms over. “Merlin, I love you Y/n,” 
“Fuck- I love you too,” the feeling of his length so deep inside you the warmth, the familiar feeling of a body you loved, of a body you knew so well, you were sure you could tell him by energy alone, you knew every scar-- every birthmark. 
The two of your bodies were one, and you came at the same time, and neither of you moved. His body fell onto yours and he kissed you once more before the both of you fell asleep. 
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ramellekammae · 6 months
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Aye aye - who’s ready for a new chapter of Silent Scars on ao3?! I sure am 😏
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stardustchord · 2 years
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Draco Malfoy NSFW Alphabet ༄
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✧ warnings: 18+ content, do not interact if you are a minor.
Gender neutral terms for everyone's enjoyment! <3 ily all
Mentions of oral, hair pulling, masturbation, daddy kink, master kink, degradation, desperation, brat-taming, pain kink, public sex, & orgies.
✧ a/n: I've removed the letters "H" [Hair] and "X" [X-Ray] because I am personally uncomfortable going into details about that. I apologize for any disappointment!
⁂ find my master list here ⁂
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A ➙ Aftercare 《What are they like after sex?》
Probably wouldn't realize how important aftercare is at first
It's not something he has ever thought about, so you would need to bring it up
Once you let him know that it would make you feel more comfortable in the relationship, he'll start drawing you the nicest baths and gently clean up every inch of your body <3
B ➙ Body Part 《What is their favorite area?》
<3 h a n d s <3
Bonus points if either of you are wearing rings, bracelets, or nail polish
C ➙ Cum 《Any cum headcanons?》
Absolutely wants you to swallow every last drop he releases when you suck him off
D ➙ Dirty Secret 《What is a secret of theirs?》
He loves marking you up and making sure you can't hide it from his friends and family
E ➙ Experience 《How experienced are they?》
Very experienced, but don't expect him to discuss his past lovers with you
F ➙ Favorite Position 《What is their favorite position?》
Fucking you from behind when you're bent over a counter or table <3
Extra bonus points if you let him pull your hair
G ➙ Goofy 《Are they serious or humorous?》
100% serious, 100% of the time
I ➙ Intimacy 《How romantic are they?》
Not very romantic,,,
He will definitely get into it, but won't be mushy or shower you with praises
J ➙ Jacking Off 《Masturbation headcanons?》
Views it as “taking care of business” if you aren't available
Thinks that using his own hand is annoying, since he could be using your hands or your pretty little mouth instead
K ➙ Kinks 《Kink headcanons?》
Daddy kink [receiving end]
Master kink [also receiving]
Degradation kink [giving end]
Desperation kink [also giving end]
Brat-taming kink
Possible pain kink? [again, giving end]
Anything that makes him feel powerful and in-command
L ➙ Location 《What is their favorite place to have sex?》
Whatever public spaces he can get away with
Bathrooms, common rooms, classrooms, etc.
M ➙ Motivation 《What are their turn-ons?》
When you remind him who you belong to <3
Guiding his hands to places on your body that should not be touched in public
Sending him notes or whispering in his ear to describe how he makes you feel
Casually calling him “Daddy” or “Master” throughout the day
Being a brat that needs to be tamed or punished
N ➙ No, Thank You 《What is off-limits? What turns them off?》
Anything too sappy and romantic will turn him off in a heartbeat
He has such a hard time expressing his feelings that it makes it difficult for him to get off when he is being vulnerable
O ➙ Oral 《What is their skill level? Do they prefer giving or receiving?》
Receiving, receiving, receiving
Definitely has the skill to eat you out like a god, but his go-to quickie is making you suck his cock
P ➙ Pace 《Are they fast and rough or slow and sensual?》
Depends on the amount of time the two of you have
The shorter the session has to be, the rougher he is
If he has the whole night to fuck you, he will be slow, unless he just feels like taking his frustration out on you
Q ➙ Quickies 《What are their opinions on quickies?》
Extreme fan of quickies, especially in public
If the two of you have the length of a passing period, you can fit something in there
Not afraid to pull you into a bathroom stall and make you suck him off before class
R ➙ Risk 《Do they like to experiment? Are they willing to risks?》
Going along with the kinks & quickies lists…
…if there is a chance that the two of you could be caught, he gets turned on very fast
This includes fucking on the common room couch when there are others in the room
Or even giving handjobs under the desk in the middle of class
S ➙ Stamina 《How long do they last?》
He has so much control over his own body
He can either last for a really long time
Or keep it quick, depending on the situation
T ➙ Toys 《Do they own toys? Do they use them on a partner or themselves?》
Takes too much pride in himself
If his hands can't do the job, he will absolutely feel like shit and get a greatly needed reality check find magic / spells that can
U ➙ Unfair 《How much they like to tease?》
Oh boy…
Too much
Has an extreme soft spot for seeing his partner absolutely desperate and begging for his touch or release
V ➙ Volume 《How loud are they? What kind of sounds do they make?》
Not very loud
Mostly low growls and moans
Definitely becomes embarrassed if he ends up making sounds that are different / louder than what he normally does
W ➙ Wild Card 《A random headcanon?》
Would make you have an orgy with his friends as he watched, parading you like a show horse and making you obey their commands as well as his
“Come on, love. Show these boys all the pretty sounds you were making for me earlier. They already know that you’re my slut, so show them what you can do.”
Y ➙ Yearning 《How high is their sex drive?》
Very high, but won't ever say that out loud
He can do anything, at any time
Z ➙ Zzz… 《How quickly do they fall asleep?》
Not very quickly
He usually doesn't sleep afterwards, even if you do
He’ll stay up, cleaning himself or yourself, or continue with his schoolwork
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theosbaby · 2 months
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birthday princess
stepbro!draco malfoy x fem!reader
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part one ;; off-limits
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summary; it's your nineteenth birthday and your stepbrother gives his favorite girl a very special birthday present.
warnings; college!au, innocent!reader, dom!draco, sub!reader, stepcest, SMUT, oral sex (fem receiving), p in v, lots of praising and (shitty) dirty talk, unprotected sex (wrap it up everybody!)
author's note; english isn't my first language, so you might find mistakes. i'm kinda obsessed with stepbrother!draco lately, so i'm gonna make this a series... hope you like it!
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you were back in college, the new semester had just started after christmas break and you were forced to return to your usual rutine; which you didn't want to, because that meant draco and you would have to be apart for months till you both came back home for summer break; drawbacks of going to separate schools, miles away from each other.
today, it was friday, and it was your birthday. your roommate had tried to convince you, very insistently, to go with her to a frat party to celebrate, allegating that "it was supposed to be fun turning nineteen", but you were far too depressed to party, so she ended up going alone; you just missed draco very much. you knew that what you guys had was very wrong, but you couldn't stop thinking about that night in his bedroom. the way he had touched you, the way he had kissed you, the way he had made you feel...
gods, now you were depressed and horny.
a soft knocking on your door brought you back to reality and you sighed, rolling your eyes. you got up from your bed, thinking it was just your roommate again —she tended to forget her keys very frequently. but when you opened the door and saw draco standing there, you almost cried.
"happy birthday, princess," he said with that sultry voice of his that you had missed so much.
he was carrying a huge flowers bouquet on one hand and a white paper bag on the other. he was looking at you with the biggest smile on his face, and you didn't hesitate to throw yourself at him to hug him tightly.
"draco!" you shouted, your voice muted by his flesh as you buried your face on the crook of his neck, inhaling his expensive cologne.
draco chuckled, returning the hug instantly. "missed me that much?" he teased, kissing your temple softly.
"yeah, i did," you muttered as you nodded. you pulled back slightly to look up at him with a cute blush and bright eyes, "can't believe you came all the way here just to see me! you didn't have to..."
"well, i couldn't let my favorite birthday girl spend her day alone now, could i?" draco asked with a smirk, placing another kiss on your forehead that time.
he stepped into your dormroom slowly, picking you up with one arm as if you were nothing to carry you inside. then, he closed the door behind him using his foot.
"i love you."
you smiled big, wrapping your arms around his neck and giving him a chaste peck on the lips; you couldn't help but blush as you did so.
"i love you more," he whispered against your mouth, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
he then set you down gently, careful not to crush the bouquet between your two bodies; you quickly grabbed it, smelling the fresh scent of the flowers. you did not have a proper vase to put the bouquet in, so you just settled it carefully on top of your desk.
"these are beautiful," you said; the bouquet was made of pink tulips, your favourites.
"i bought you a little present too, wanna open it?" he asked, giving you the white bag.
"yes!" you giggled as you took it and ran excitedly towards your bed.
you sat down on it while draco stared at you adoringly. with shaky hands, you took a little box out of the bag; it was covered in a pretty silver wrapping paper that you quickly ripped open. inside the box, you found a gold necklace with a heart pendant; on the backside of it, it could be read: "draco's little princess".
you smiled big when you saw it. "it's so pretty, i love it!"
"i knew you would." draco smirked, walking over to you and taking the necklace from your hands. he sat behind you on the bed, saying, "let me put it on for you."
he gently pushed your long hair aside to place the necklace around your neck. after that, he leaned in, planting a tender kiss on your soft skin. you turned around to face him, kneeling on the bed while you pushed your hair backwards again to show him how the necklace looked on you, your thin and tiny white singlet doing nothing to cover your body.
"perfect," he breathed out, looking at you with such intensity that it made your heart skip a beat.
his eyes traveled down to your lips as his fingers traced the outline of the pendant resting on your chest. you blushed, averting his gaze, as a smile tugged at the corners of your lips.
"don't look at me like that." you chuckled shyly, covering your flushed face.
"like what?"
he smirked cupping your face to force you to look at him, he was still gazing at you like he wanted to devour you. you swallowed hard as the butterflies in your stomach fluttered about crazily. you let out a breathy sigh, your lips parting slightly.
"like you wanna eat me up..." you answered timidly, your voice was merely above a whisper as you did so.
"you have no idea how much I want to," he admitted, a small growl rumbling from his chest. he brushed his thumb over your full bottom lip, causing you to gasp softly, then he added, "been dying to taste that sweet pussy of yours, princess."
you were a lost for words as his blunt statement made your heart race like crazy, you could feel your face and ears heating up from embarrassment but also from arousal.
"don't be shy, baby," he purred, leaning in closer until his breath fanned across your neck and he peppered your skin with little kisses, "would you let me eat your beautiful pussy? wanna make my girl feel good on her special day..." he asked with a soft voice.
you squirmed and let out a little whimper as you felt his hands moving down to grasp at your creamy thighs, pulling you onto his lap. your head tilted to the side, giving him full access to your neck. all that attention he was giving to your body was making you really wet, your pussy aching to be touched, so you nodded in response.
"yes, princess?" he whispered against your skin, nipping at it gently.
he pulled back slightly to look into your eyes, seeing the need and desire there.
"you want me to eat your pussy? use your words, baby," he questioned again, his voice husky with lust.
"yeah... want you to eat my pussy, dray," you muttered shyly, blushing at the dirty words that came out of your mouth.
"good girl," he praised you.
he gave you a small kiss on the lips before standing up with you in his arms to place you on your back on top of the bed.
"now, spread those beautiful legs wide for me," he commanded, gently caressing the back of your knees.
you obeyed instantly, looking up at him with big innocent eyes. your tiny shorts hiked up, barely covering your skin. he eased himself between your spread thighs, his hands trailing up your legs tenderly in search for the waistband of your pijama bottoms.
his fingers tugged at it to start pulling them down alongside your cotton panties. you lifted your hips to allow him to take off your clothes easily, and both items of clothing got stuck at your left ankle, but you just left them there, too eager to feel his touch to care.
now, you laid completely bare and vulnerable in front of him, your body shivering in anticipation.
"gods, you're so fucking gorgeous," he muttered, his voice low and husky.
he lowered his face to kiss your stomach, trailing hot kisses all the way down to your mound as his hands gripped your hips tightly. you whimpered at his compliment, your hand reaching to grasp at his blonde hair.
"draco, don't tease." you pouted, running your fingers through his soft strands.
"ask nicely," he purred, nipping at your inner thigh playfully, while he groaned in pleasure as you continued to tug on his hair, encouraging him.
"dray, please, need you so bad," you pleaded, your hips jerking forward; your clit was throbbing with need.
"very well, princess," he cooed, kissing his way up your inner thigh towards your sensitive pussy.
his tongue flicked out to tease your little bud before he sucked it into his mouth, groaning against your skin as he tasted you for the first time. you moaned in delight, pulling gently at his hair to push him closer to your cunt. the new sensation made your toes curl; you had never had your pussy eaten, and gods, it felt so fucking good.
"mhmm, you taste so fucking sweet, baby," he hummed against your cunt.
his tongue kept tracing slow circles around your swollen clit before he sucked it into his mouth, causing you to gasp and buck your hips. you cried out so softly, your pretty voice echoing in the silence of your dormroom, while your back arched from the bed.
"love those pretty sounds you make for me, princess," he praised between licks and sucks.
his hands gripped your hips tightly to hold you still as he continued to worship your pussy. you felt one of them sliding up and underneath your singlet to cup one of your breaths. you panted when his fingers toyed with your perky little nipple, that hardened instantly beneath his touch.
"draco," you moaned, grinding your pussy against his face.
"so fucking desperate for your stepbrother, huh?" he teased, "you gonna cum on my face, baby?"
he switched his attention to your other nipple, pinching and rolling it between his fingers as he continued to eat you out. he lifted his eyes to look at you, his lips curling up into a predatory smile as his tongue flicked against your clit faster now, knowing that you were close.
"yeah," you muttered in response between needy whimpers.
you breathed out, your chest raising and falling rapidly as you felt your pussy clenching and pulsing around nothing; the coil in your belly tightened, announcing your upcoming orgasm.
"come for me, princess," he growled against your pussy before taking your clit into his mouth and sucking hard. you moaned, your hips jerking up as he worked to pull your orgasm from you.
letting out a cry of pleasure, you came on his face while your whole body trembled. you couldn't help but arch your back from the mattress as you gasped for air. the feeling was so good that your vision went blank for a second. when you finally came down from your high, he slowly pulled away.
"that's my good girl," he purred, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
he stood up and helped you remove the last of your clothes before starting to unbutton his own shirt. panting, you reached to unbuckle his belt eagerly while he got rid of his dress shirt. your skin was flushed and your body still flustered from your recent orgasm.
"so impatient," he chuckled, pulling his trousers and boxers down before climbing on top of you.
he grabbed his hard cock to press the tip against your slick pussy, rubbing it teasingly as he leaned down to capture your lips in a deep, passionate kiss. you moaned into the kiss, your hips bucking against him while he teased your clit with his cockhead.
"you want this cock, baby?" he asked, his voice a deep rumble against your lips as he continued to tease you. "want me to fuck you?"
"yes, please..." you answered, wrapping your legs around his hips to urge him.
with a smirk, he thrust forward, burying his cock deep inside you in one swift motion.
"fuck," he groaned, feeling your tight pussy clamp down around him. "you're so fucking tight."
your eyes rolled back at the feeling, his cock obviously too big for your tiny cunt, but somehow he managed to make it fit like he did the first time. he started to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm as he fucked you hard. you gasped out his name with each deep thrust, your nails digging into his back as you tried to get closer to him.
"you like that, huh?" he whispered, "you like your stepbrother's cock stretching your tight little pussy?"
your cunt tightened in response to his words, your face scrunching in pleasure while you nodded, unable to form any coherent sentence. your face was flushed as you heard the creaking from the bed and the filthy wet sounds of his skin slapping against yours.
"look at you, all fucked out on my cock," he growled lowly.
you truly were a sight for sore eyes; you looked so innocent, but at the same time you were taking his dick like a total slut, making him go bloody crazy. he grabbed your legs to pull them up so he could fuck you deeper. you cried out, your eyes rolling back in pleasure as he went balls deep.
"you're such a dirty little thing." his dirty talk was making you so wet that you were dripping onto your bedding.
"oh, draco," you moaned loudly
your hands reached to grasp at your own thighs as he pushed your legs onto your chest; the new angle had your toes curling and your legs shaking. he was holding onto your calves, gently kissing your ankles. his grey eyes glazed with lust as he continued to pound into you, hitting that spot inside you that had you squirming under him.
"fuck, feels so good," he groaned, his teeth nipping at his bottom lip.
you let out a breathy whimper as you clenched around his thick shaft, saying, "i'm so close."
"let go, princess," he commanded sweetly, "cum on my cock."
he gave you one last hard thrust, sending you over the edge. your orgasm crashed down on you and you cried out in pleasure, your body writhing beneath him as your cunt engulfed his dick harshly. his eyes fluttered closed when he felt you pulsing around him, his whole body shuddering while you milked his cock, making him cum inside you with a low groan.
"happy fucking birthday, baby."
fuck you if that hadn't been the happiest birthday of your entire life.
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slytherinslut0 · 4 months
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jealousy. | slytherin boy headcanons
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author’s note: im completely unhinged, as always. no surprise there. love me some angry snake men🥵 please enjoy.
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-your boyfriend sees another guy flirting with you in the hall.
Draco Malfoy.
Sees you from down the hall as he’s walking with his friends.
“You know what, guys, I’ll catch up with you after.”
Would literally ditch his friends to make his way over, collecting himself as saunters up to you and mystery man.
Would instantly grab your ass, no hesitation, grip firm enough to bruise. When you gasp, caught off guard, he’d shift his arm up and around your shoulder, pulling you against him.
“What’re we talking about?” He’d sneer.
His voice would be laced with feign interest, smirking down at you with blaring eyes before shooting daggers at the boy.
He’d simply chuckle at you when you tell him nothing, just school stuff, leaning down to place a possessive kiss on your cheek as he grabbed your hand.
“Wonderful. let’s head to class, yeah?”
He’d pull you away from that dude, shooting him another look meant to kill, a silent warning not to fuck with him.
Finally gets you alone in an empty corridor or bathroom; would waste literally no time at all before pushing you against the wall and grabbing your neck/jaw.
“Who the fuck was that, hm?”, “he was practically eye-fucking you…give me five good reasons why i shouldn’t have him expelled or hexed into bloody Azkaban.”
He’d be furious, but he’d also know that you’d never choose some other guy over him, so he’d soften once he hears the innocence in your tone.
“You’re mine, princess,” he’d loosen his grip, kissing you softly. “Say it.”
Blaise Zabini.
Was listening to music while walking down the hall, instantly rips out his headphones the second he sees you laughing a little too hard with some dude he doesn’t know.
He doesn’t necessarily stop walking, but he’d definitely slow his pace, kind of just watching, not wanting to interfere but also not wanting to look creepy stalking you from a distance.
When the guy doesn’t leave, he’d tired of waiting, saying “fuck it”, before marching over naturally.
This man is so fucking cool calm and collected he’d just saunter right up and join in, making himself at home.
He’d practically take over the conversation because he’s literally just that chill in every situation, seamlessly fitting right in, so fucking charming and loved by everyone.
You’d kind of just end up staring at him, smiling in silent awe, knowing that this was his way of asserting his place, letting the guy know what the fuck was up.
After the dude leaves he’d just causally look at you, smirking that charming smirk, wetting his lips as he hooked an arm around your shoulder and pulled you close, leaning down for a kiss.
“Ain’t no one getting you without getting me too, babygirl.” He’d murmur against your lips. “let that be known, right now, forever, always.”
Lorenzo Berkshire.
Would literally stop everything. The second he’d see you laughing and smiling he’d be completely unable to focus on anything else and would completely zone out of any conversations with his friends.
Would get like super anxious and flustered pretty much immediately.
Wouldn’t want to intrude so he’d just kind of hang back, wait for you against the wall and try not to stare too much.
His adorable little cheeks would flush, and he’d know he seemed utterly ridiculous so he’d try to busy himself with his shoelace or something while he waits.
You’d quickly cut off the conversation and move over to him, instantly being able to tell that he’s overthinking.
He’d smile at you, though you could still see the concern on his features.
“Who was that guy, darling?”
You’d tell him he was just a friend from class, no one special at all, pulling him in for a hug and giving him a quick smoochie on the cheek.
“Don’t worry enz, no one could ever take your place.”
He’d blush, trying to play it off. “Sorry love, I know you’re my girl.”
You’d take his hand, squeezing him hard, never wanting him to doubt that for a second. “Only yours baby, forever.”
Mattheo Riddle.
“Who the fuck-“
Would literally whip his bag at Theo, hastily shoving through the crowded hallway with blazing eyes, tunnel visioned as he tried to figure out where the fuck this dude found the audacity.
You wouldn’t even have to turn around to know he’s there, you’d be able to literally feel the anger radiating off of him.
You’d already know exactly where this was heading, but you’d also know there was no attempting to stop him because it’s pointless. Everyone in the school knows that.
Matty does what Matty wants, and right now, he wants to fuck up this guys face for even thinking about flirting with you.
You’d simply look up at him, noting his tensed jaw and his dark eyes as he glances between you and the dude, before fixing back on you, wetting his lips before he says,
“Is this fucker bothering you?”
Unable to help it, you’d smirk, shaking your head as you calmly attempted to talk him down.
“No Matty, he just asked if he could borrow my study notes-“
He’d heard more than enough.
“Study notes? Yeah, I don’t fucking think so,”
Without giving the guy a chance to react, he’d reach for his collar, shoving his back against the wall, teeth barred and face contorted in a snarl as he’d hiss:
“Bother my fucking girlfriend again and the only study notes you’ll need are the ones on how to drink out of a fucking straw, understand?”
Not interested in the response, he’d shove the guy away, eyes softening instantly as he moved back over to you, thrusting a hand through your hair as he kissed you like it’d been a hundred years, right in the middle of the hall for everyone to see.
And judging by the intensity in his grip, you’d already know, later that night, he’d be extra fucking sure to ask you who the fuck you belong to while he’s fucking you.
When he finally pulled back, he’d smirk at you. “Some bloody nerve on that guy, huh?”
You’d just shake your head and laugh, taking his hand as the two of you headed for class.
Theodore Nott.
He’d spot you from down the hall, his eyes instantly narrowing, gaze darting around as though he was missing something, as though this was some sort of sick joke.
Surely, this dude is mentally unwell, right? There’s no fucking way that he’s-
Doesn’t bother to think about it for even another fucking second, instantly shoving through the crowd to make his way over.
Proceeds to wrap his arm around your waist, other hand finding your jaw and pulling your lips to his before you could even process it.
Would proceed to full-on make out with you in front of the dude, and I mean tongue and all, his grip on your jaw so tight you’d know exactly what he was trying to do.
His hand around your waist might even slip lower, grazing over your ass, and then that’s when you’d attempt to gather yourself and push him back, completely embarrassed.
He’d just shrug, smirking down at you before he’d finally acknowledge the guys’ presence with literally nothing more than a glare meant to kill.
“Move along,” he’d say to the guy while pulling you away, grip tighter than ever. “This one’s fucking taken.”
As soon as he got you alone he’d be damn sure to remind you that you’re his, and only his, making you beg and whine his name before he fucked you like you deserved the pain.
Tom Riddle.
“AVADA KEDA-“
Lowkey kidding but not really.
No one would even dare because that man would make it clear as fucking day what would happen if they tried.
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duchesstypewriter · 5 months
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𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑩𝑺𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑬𝑫
PAIRING: Lorenzo Berkshire x Reader
SUMMARY: Lorenzo needs to ace his History of Magic test, and you give him plenty of encouragement.
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WARNINGS: MDNI! Filth. Boob obsession and touching. Dom/sub undertones. Lorenzo is a bit of a perv.
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Lorenzo was a good student. No. He was an excellent student, always with good grades, his assignments up to date, the pet of all the teachers, maybe just not Snape who always seemed to prefer Draco, but that wasn't relevant, he was almost always in the top five of his classes.
Almost because the same couldn't be said for History of Magic, undoubtedly the most boring subject in the whole curriculum, especially with a teacher who still didn't seem to have realized that he had died a long, long time ago, and he couldn't risk another failing mark just because he couldn't remember the complex and intricate details of the answers.
And that's where you came in. A helpful friend, determined to get Lorenzo through this class and with a patience of gold to put up with every single one of his distractions which, seemingly unbeknownst to you, were caused by your too-tight-to-be-comfortable white button-up blouse.
That is, it wasn't exactly the blouse that made it even harder for him to concentrate on a dull subject, but what was hidden behind it and the lace-detailed bra outlined against the cotton material: a pair of boobs that he had dreamed of fucking ever since a swim among friends in the Black Lake revealed them to his prying eyes, even if they were hidden behind the skimpiest bikini known to the wizarding world.
“Focus, Enzo,” you called out exasperatedly, finally forcing the boy to lift his gaze that had been focused on your full bust to your all-knowing eyes, a blush spreading across his cheeks, it was adorable, making even you ignore that he was a bit of a pervert.
“S-sorry,” he muttered embarrassedly, lowering his eyes to the scribbled notes that seemed to make less and less sense in his mind, not that he was really pushing himself to understand anything Professor Binns had explained in his monotone voice in class.
“All right,” you exhaled, straightening your posture in the chair and once again attracting the attention of the boy who was sitting on his bed with books scattered everywhere, trying his best not to stare at your breasts. “If you give me five right answers, I'll let you see my tits.”
Lorenzo choked on his own saliva, his face turning completely red in a mixture of breathlessness and embarrassment, trying to figure out if he had really heard those words that his ears were so eager to pick up, but your serious expression was a great indicator that you were deadly serious, “W-what?”
“You heard me, pretty boy. You need to answer five questions right and then I'll let you fulfill your life-long twisted dream of seeing my boobs,” you replied nonchalantly as if you were just suggesting that you go and get a book from the library. “And if you answer ten questions right, I'll let you touch. What do ya say?”
Lorenzo's eyes fell again to your breasts that looked so deliciously sinful constrained against the shirt that was so small for you, and a part of him wondered if perhaps this had been your plan all along, if you craved his touch as much as he did to yours, but he didn't had much time to dwell on these thoughts when the reality looked much more promising, nodding vehemently and biting his lip to stop a pathetic whine from escaping.
You picked up the flashcards that were lying on your lap, crossing your legs just enough to give the boy a better view of your thighs, you weren't going to let this get too easy for him, focusing your eyes on one of the questions, “Describe the significance and consequences of the Goblin Rebellion that took place in the 18th century."
Bloody hell. You really weren't willing to make it easy for him, and Lorenzo had to tear his gaze away from your bust or no chance of being able to concentrate on a correct answer, and he wasn't going to waste a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, needing a few minutes to think before answering, “The rebellions were a series of revolts by goblins seeking better rights in the wizarding world, and although they didn't achieve their aims, this specific rebellion led to the establishment of the Goblin Liaison Office in the Ministry of Magic.”
His puppy eyes lifted expectantly to you, waiting for confirmation that he'd got it right, and he almost melted when you murmured a small 'good boy', his cock twitching in his pants at the compliment, “All right, next. Explain Alberic Grunnion's role in the development of magic during the 19th century and its dangers for young wizards today.”
Twenty-four minutes. It only took Lorenzo twenty-four minutes to complete an activity that would otherwise have taken him a whole afternoon without your encouragement, but it didn't matter, he had done it, he had answered five questions correctly and he was more than ready to claim, or rather see, his prize.
“Impressive how good you get at History of Magic with the promise of seeing some tits,” you muttered under your breath, but there was a certain amusement in the whole situation, holding back your laughter at the way your friend approached you to get the best seat at the private show.
You used your wand to quickly lock the door, there was no need for Mattheo or Theodore to walk in to enjoy part of the spectacle. Your nimble fingers worked on the buttons of your shirt, the first two of which had been undone since you slipped into the comfort of your friend's dorm, finally exposing the lace that so perfectly held your soft flesh, and Lorenzo had never been so jealous of a piece of clothing, maybe your panties, anyway, your fingers unclasped the garment that fell into your lap as your nipples grew hard from the cold wind coming in through the window, and maybe a bit from the sheer thrill of the moment.
Lorenzo's gaze was totally focused on the beauty of your breasts, contemplating the way they looked so soft, but at the same time so firm, his hands clenching the sheets in an attempt to relieve the tension growing in his pants, a strangled moan being cut off by the way his teeth bit down hard on his lips, “Holy shit, those are the nicest tits I've ever seen. So fucking better than I imagined,” his mouth worked faster than his mind, in fact, he thought the only head working properly at the moment was the one getting hard in his underwear, but he at least had the decency to look ashamed of his words.
“So you mean you think about my boobs often? You're not going to tell me that you also pump your cock thinking about how they would feel so good, so tight around it while you fuck them, are you?” You spoke enticingly, there was a certain amusement in your voice, finding the whole situation rather humorous in how Lorenzo looked so pathetic with a hard-to-miss bulge in his pants, his head thrown back with closed eyes, a pathetic whimper spilling from his pink lips. “Don't get too excited, pretty boy, you still need to answer five more questions correctly if you want to feel how good they truly are.”
Lorenzo's attention returned, at least a little, with the promise. His pupils were dilated with lust, his cheeks rosy in an adorable tone, he looked so wrecked without even being touched, almost as if he was ready to cum if you just gave the command, but that wasn't the deal, “Do five more for me, can you do it, baby?”
He nodded vigorously as one of your hands picked up another flashcard, the other playing with your hard nipples, taunting the boy so that he knew exactly what he would be missing out if he didn't get the remaining questions right, “Elaborate on the implications of the inquisition during the mid-16th century on the relationship between the magical and muggle communities.”
Pain, distress, torture. These were the precise words to describe the last forty minutes it had taken Lorenzo to answer the questions directed at him, not only had they become more challenging, but it was impossible to focus on anything other than your bare chest for his eyes alone, your fingers playing with your nipples from time to time and when you did, there were subtle gasps and the squeezing of your thighs against each other, a slight indication that you were aroused, but definitely not as fucked up as he was.
But he did it. He answered all the questions correctly, although he reckoned that if they were asked in the exam the next day, his mind would go straight to the sinful image in front of him and not to the breathless answers he gave, “Can I touch them now, please?”
You discarded the papers on the table next to you, turning completely towards the boy and uncrossing your legs, leaving them wide open so that Lorenzo could understand the green light, getting off his bed in less than a second, kneeling on the floor between them, his warm hands slowly making their way to your breasts, savoring every second, afraid to wake up and discover that it had all been a wet dream of his, but then he squeezed them both, his languid fingers sinking into the softness of your flesh.
If he was hard before, now his cock was begging to release its load as he continued to feel you, biting his lips hard to stop himself from letting his thoughts win and take one of your nipples into his mouth, instead he used his fingers to pinch them, rolling them between his digits, drawing out a soft sigh, one that would be forever etched into his mind, “I could cum just touching them.”
It was your turn to choke, laughing at his honesty, “You're a disgusting pervert, Lorenzo Berkshire,” perhaps your words were only in good fun, but it didn't stop it from sending a jolt to his hard cock, begging for relief. One of your hands ran through his soft hair and he leaned into your touch, running your fingers down his neck to his chin, lifting it towards you, looking deep into his glossy eyes. “I promise that if you do really well tomorrow, I'll let you fuck them however you want. And who knows, maybe if you top the class, beat my grades, I'll suck you off too.”
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Draco Malfoy Office Sex Blurb
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"Fuck," Draco howled, bright baby blue eyes sinking into the side of your temples. Your eyes had been squeezed shut, holding onto his bicep for support. His fingers wound up in your hair, as usual, pulling roughly at the strands as your hip bones dug into the wooden edge of his desk, "I would kill every person in this world for this tight pussy, Miss _ _.”
"T-Thank you, Mr. Malfoy," your voice shook, tits spilling out of your work button up as his muscular hand moved to your throat. The pleasure of his thick cock rubbing against your walls made your cries grow higher.
"Arch that back for me, little girl. Make your boss come like a good whore."
The pleasure began to double, using his hold on your neck to push him down onto his cock.
Rapidly pounding into you, your eyes squeezed shut. Your clit began to pulse, signaling your end was near. She felt Draco's lips nip at the shell of her ear, "Come on this dick--and make sure Potter hears too."
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l0velysmut · 9 days
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family: “why are you just sitting in ur room smiling at ur phone?”
me who’s been reading smut about fictional characters for the past 6 hours:
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sslyth3r1n · 3 months
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slytherin boys p links!!
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[viewer discretion- all twitter links]
felt nice and thought i’d share some thoughts <3 (if u don’t like it keep scrolling, don’t report)
i’m not ur mother i can’t tell u what and what not to watch but just be aware and don’t open these in public <33
marauders version here!!
theo soft domming u <3
riding the life outta mattheo <3
soft riding with theo <3
draco fucking u <3
slight bondage with theo <3
bath time with blaise <3
watching in a mirror with draco <3
empty common room with mattheo <3
road trip with theo <3
theo on top <3
mutual masterbation with draco <3
empty dorm with draco <3
mattheo loves ur 🍒 <3
fingering with theo <3
mattheo fucks you <3
needy hj’s with mattheo <3
draco playing with you <3
using theo to make yourself feel good <3
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Mommy’s Birthday~ Narcissa Black(Divorced) xFem Reader
Happy Birthday Cissy!!! For all my nerds (; heres the info- Post War, Narcissa divorced Lucius. Draco and Narcissa on same page with divorce and all. Draco married to Astoria Greengrass, canon to book. Set during and after new years of 1998. Narcissa’s birthday is January 1, born in 1955, turning 43. We love a Capricorn bitch. Oh and establishled relatonship between Narcissa and reader.
Warnings: NSFW, fluff, implied sex, implied age gap, happy endings, Narcissa getting the relationship she deserves, heartwarming
Short blurb- around 350 words
Enjoy (; 
It had been about 6 months since the second war.
You and Narcissa had finally become official (after years of secrecy) and after Cissy’s divorce from Lucius. You two had bought two small houses, one in the city and a cottage in the country.
You were celebrating new years with a little get together in the your shared cottage. Draco and Astoria had come to celebrate, and the night went splendid. You all had dinner and then chatted over some wine while for the clock to strike 12. 
Soon enough the clock announced that it was officially the new year, 1998 had arrived!
You all clinked your glasses in celebration. You looked over to Cissy and exclaimed “Happy Birthday, baby!” 
“Aw, why thank you my darling...” she purred, quite tipsy from the wine, as was obvious by her next action...
She crashed her lips into yours rather lustfully you’d say.
And this was right in front of Draco who just stood there in awe for a second, before his faced quickly screwed up into disgust. 
“Ewww, mother, please not here!” Draco exclaimed as Astoria couldn’t stop laughing at Draco's embarrassment.
Cissy chuckled “Well then I suggest you leave Draco, before you see even more”.
Draco was out the door wishing you both a lovely new years in seconds, dragging a hysterical Astoria along with him. 
You both stood there just taking each other in, and then you both burst out in laughter.
Once you got a hold on your breathing you whispered to Cissy “Y’know, I’ve got a birthday surprise for you” while wiggling your eyebrows at her suggestively.
She laughed again God, was her laugh intoxicating... 
“And what would that be, my darling?” she purred back. 
“Me.” you purred back, a flood of confidence rushing through you. 
“My present is you? Oh my, your gonna regret this, love...” Cissy chuckled.
You responded by lifting up your dress to show her your newly bought black lingerie set.
Cissy gasped “And it comes wrapped! My my...”
She looked at you with drunken, lustful eyes “Bedroom now.” she sternly purred, and you gladly followed. 
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c1nnam00n · 11 days
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me seeing that my fav character barely/doesn’t have any fanfics OR imagines
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rafesmuse · 4 months
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HP — NSFW + SFW DAYDREAMS
a collection of all the nsfw + sfw thoughts people have shared with me.
main masterlist
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— THEO NOTT
NSFW
cockwarming theo in the common room
corruption kink with toxic!theo
best friend!theo fucking you better than your bf
SFW
being in a not friends but not dating stage with theo
casual dominance with theo
— DRACO MALFOY
NSFW
sub!draco being embarrassed of his moans
draco wearing grey sweatpants
perv!roommate!draco
SFW
stay-at-home dad!draco
— DRAGONOTT
rough theo and soft draco
— FRED WEASLEY
NSFW
fred fucking you in the burrow
soft sex with fred
SFW
fred trying different accents
— GEORGE WEASLEY
NSFW
george pounding into you when you’re on top
george getting off to eating you out
SFW
sitting on george’s lap
— HARRY POTTER
NSFW
harry being whiny and moany in bed
harry loving his s/o sitting on his face
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