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casasupernovas · 2 years
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Re-reading the post Sectumsempra section of the Half Blood Prince and I think it's so interesting that when Harry is sorting out the detention slips detailing various misdeeds that include the Marauders, Harry's deems them 'petty' rather than bullying. It's clear as day Snape has never been over the bullying the Maruaders did against him, but it's oh so ironic that Harry now views the things the Marauders did as petty rather than bullying despite seeing the contrary in front of his own eyes, and said by his own mother. We all know because of Sirius' death, all growth he has at dismantling the perfect image he has of his father and his friends went out the window. But should we be suprised that he doesn't find these deeds a big deal considering they were done by the 'good' and 'likeable' Mauraduers? They grew into palatable likeable victims so of course he views them differently. One of the hexes James and Sirius were pulled up on in the detention slip was literally labelled illegal. But it's not taken seriously because it's 'just them'. It's like Fred and George, only this is a sentiment which Harry stated did not at all allign with what he actually saw in the Penseieve. Goofballs vs actual bullies. What's more, considering the alarmingly lackadaisical attitude Harry has in regards to Sectumsempra and Draco, should we be surprised? Even McGonagall said she did not disagree with Snape at all with his punishment. But once again Harry learns nothing and just thinks the world is being mean to him rather than him facing actual consequences, because he gets immediately distracted with Ginny. I used to think Snape was petty for making Harry sort through the slips, and on a level he is, but as far as Snape is concerned, everything he has thought about Harry is coming true. He calls him a liar and a cheat. Because he was lying about the Potions book, and he was using someone else's work to get higher marks. It is what it is. This compared to Harry completely violating Snape's privacy in the previous book, as far as I'm concerned, Snape (for once) has every right to hate Harry right now. It's not his finest hour.
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tink-wondering · 1 year
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For @drarrymicrofic's August 19 prompt: Trust Me 
“If you trusted me”—loved me, he doesn’t dare say—“you would take my hand,” Harry remarks, challenges, begs.
Draco’s expression twists, the heartbreak clear on his face. “And if you did, you would understand why I can’t.”
Harry lets his arm drop. One last silent look, then he disapparates.
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oflights · 1 year
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For the ask game! Draco whump 👉👈💓
ooh had not even thought of this as a trope, but that's interesting, thank you! hmmm.
probably somewhere between these two:
B: Like it. Not one of my bigger cravings, but it can scratch a certain itch if I’m in the right mood. C: Neutral. A good author might be able to sell it, but a bad one will kill it deader than dead.
i'm just really really picky about this! i guess i'm specifically picky about the circumstances around the whump, whether it fits or is gratuitous or narratively satisfying, depending on the mood i'm in too. also there are very specific, drarry-popular tropes surrounding this i simply won't read unless convinced by a rec, so that narrows the pool considerably for me.
i hope this makes sense!! i should probably be sleeping instead of thinking about this lol.
even so, ask me to grade tropes! (especially big drarry ones)
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zriasstuff · 18 days
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Them watching you get ready <3
Slytherin boys x reader fluff headcanons (warning:delulu asf)
the collage isn’t the best, but at least you have all 6 faces now
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It’s date-night, but you seem to be taking quite some time to get ready…
Tom Riddle:
Let’s be honest for a second and admit that if you were taking your sweet sweet time, he’d curse at you because everything has to go according to his schedule (i even doubt that he’d do the whole “date-night” thing, but that’s a separate issue)
He’d turn more impatient by the second and barge into your dorm/bathroom without knocking
Tom would rush you so badly and keep telling you to hurry up while rolling his eyes
While you’re doing your makeup he’d pick up each product with disgust and tell you that you look just fine
When you tell him that you need more time, he tells you that there wouldn’t be a date anymore if you didn’t follow him, besides he’d lecture you on your poor time management
Eventually he drags you out with him and dryly compliments you like “see, i told you you look good” (but innerly he enjoyed that you put in effort and wanted to look good for him, even if it took some time)
Mattheo Riddle:
He wouldn’t rush you when you tell him you need more time, instead he’d take advantage of watching you get ready
When you choose your clothes, he’d encourage you to do a little fashion show for him and he would tell you that you looked perfect in every single one
He would tell you to choose a short and tight dress though, we all know why ;)
During make-up he is totally one of those guys who say “it’s all the same shade”, and in reality it’s like maroon and bright red
As a joke he’d also apply some of the products, but wipe them off immediately because he feels too emasculated
When you ask him if you could do make-up on him some day he’d simply reply “sure, but then i would get to do whatever i want with you”
Draco Malfoy:
When you offer him to watch you get ready, since you still aren’t done, he immediately accepts
Draco totally loves seeing you get ready too because during your relationship he has spoiled you so much that half your closet/vanity is basically from him
Since he grew up close to his mother, he has actually spent a lot of time in his childhood going to barbers/salons/boutiques with her
So from that he has gained excellent taste, even helps you with styling your hair, and helps you pick out accessories
He knows how long this stuff can take, so he just takes the time to make you feel beautiful and confident, showering you with compliments and pecks “you look so good in the things i buy you darling”/“you are always so gorgeous and sexy”
Theodore Nott:
He wouldn’t mind that you were not on time, the date started the second he saw you, so you getting ready was just time that you could spend together too
You are afraid it takes away the surprise factor at first, but it’s not a big deal to him
When you start to change into different outfits, he’s always there to help you undress/unzip the dresses, taking the opportunity to smoothly move his hands down your body
That would just eventually turn into a makeout session though, you just couldn’t resist when he was being that touchy and ravishing too
It takes quite some time for you to actually get ready in the end because he always distracts you in the process, but in the end you would both have had a fun time
Blaise Zabini:
He’d be quite chill and sit on your bed when you tell him to wait, just watching you get ready at your vanity
He would maybe be a little bit annoying—asking you every three seconds if you were ready to go, and he would say “you literally look the same as always, what’s the point of all this”
Eventually he liked watching you more and more though, notice the difference, and carefully pay attention to everything you did
He’d learn to appreciate both your natural and “full-glam” beauty and just observe you with interest
As soon as you were done he’d immediately kiss you (ruining your lip-combo sadly) and his lips would be stained, and he’d be smiling, fascinated by your beauty
Lorenzo Berkshire:
When you tell him to wait outside, he’d respect that at first, but would grow impatient eventually
So, he goes up to you and tells you that he would like to be a part of the process
Opposite to Mattheo, he’d actually be down to you putting make-up on his face for fun (he’s fully convinced that he could pull anyone with or without makeup)
To be honest, he didn’t care much about what you put on because you looked hot in his eyes either way, but he knew the more interested he acted the more appreciative you’d be
Looking at you with puppy-eyes at all times is his specialty, and when you’re finally done he looks at you like you’re an angel fallen from heaven
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Toxic!Slytherin boys when they realize that if they don't make an effort to change, they will never fully win the heart of the person they believe to be the love of their life.
Slytherin Boys – when they realize that they could lose you if they don't make an effort to change
Warnings: toxic boys, being their toxic selves.
Mattheo …
… would struggle so much. He would be in complete denial and think that everyone else was trying to force you apart until you finally broke down in front of him because of something he had said. His eyes had widened when he heard you whimper as you cried. And that was the first time he actually questioned himself.
…  was plagued by nightmares that night, when he laid in bed. Nightmares of losing you. In the morning, he had to accept the truth: He was going to lose you if he didn’t change.
… would change slowly, as it proved to be more difficult to let old habits die than he expected. He wouldn’t talk about it or apologize to you in fear of making you realize what big of an asshole he had been to you – he couldn’t risk losing you. He would only apologize and tell you he’d change if you were to fight.
Theodore …
… is confused when you angrily shut the door behind you, standing in the middle of his room, all alone, with his mouth agape.
… would immediately take it back a notch and suppress the urge to control and manipulate you.
… would apologize to you with tears in his beautiful eyes as he lifted your hands to his face to press kisses onto every single finger.
… would not be as cocky and arrogant as usual after being ignored by you for days – because for the first time ever, he was scared of losing you.
… would buy you flowers every day – he would even make the lemon biscotti his late mother used to make him to cheer him up.
“My mother used to make these for me to express her love for me and I hope it conveys the same message to you. I’m so sorry, amore. I was wrong – please forgive me.”
Lorenzo …
… would be dead-serious when he realized you were drifting away.
… would try everything to tighten his grip on you – which backfired at first. While he was trying to pull you closer, he pushed you even further away with his clinginess.
… would have to confide in his friend, for he couldn’t find a balanced way to change but he wouldn’t be satisfied with their feedback.
… in the end he would sit you down and talk to you – heart to heart. He would push aside his pride and talk about his insecurities with you and tell you that he wanted to change.
… had been scared at first – thinking you would laugh into his face. However, it seemed to be the right thing to do as you seemed to melt away at his vulnerability, throwing your arms around him in a warm embrace.
“Thank you, love. I’ll be better, I promise.”
Draco …
… panics.
… is frantic because he does not know what to do. What were you expecting of him?
… would be too proud to ask you.
… asks his mother instead, who is disappointed by her son’s behavior.
… will think about his mother’s words after the hour-long lecture that he had to sit through and will try to apply some of her advice.
… will work really hard to make things right.
“I’m sorry for neglecting your feelings, princess.”
Blaise …
… knew it was coming.
… knew that you were smart and that you would probably be fed up with him if he went too far – which he apparently did.
… he’d be at your door the next morning after the fight, ready to do whatever you asked of him.
“Babe, I truly love you – please forgive me. I know you love me too. So, please … give me another chance.”
Tom …
… refuses to change.
… does not recognize his mistakes or wrong-doings – he thinks you’re being overly sensitive and dramatic.
… is a legilimens and uses his abilities to his advantage – if he finds out that you are too weak to leave him – too in love – he’ll never change.
… however, if he is worried, he’ll entertain your wish for him to change occasionally.  Giving into some of your demands once in a while if it works out for him only to go back to his usual ways.
… will have you trapped that way. If you somehow try to leave him, he’ll still have his trusted wand to assist him.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, doll. Now be a good girl and come here – you know I’d never harm you in any way.”
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luvvyouforever · 4 months
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headcanons : harry potter boys x keeper!reader
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↳ harry, ron, draco, neville, fred, george, remus, and sirius with a partner who can wield ancient magic (hogwarts legacy style).
↳ requests are open! submit ideas, drabbles, headcanons, or one shots to the link in my bio! don’t be shy <3
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harry potter:
-thinks it is the coolest shit ever! when you're in a fight together and you protect him by shooting a powerful blue bolt towards the enemy that disintegrates their very beginning, he feels so proud to be your partner!
-on the other side, he also knows it feels like to have a lot of pressure and power on your side. he worries about what it must feel like to wield ancient magic and be the only living person who can see it. every time you use it, he checks on you after, ensuring that you don't feel too exhausted and can continue fighting.
-supported you so much through the trials. he didn't need to know every detail of what you did and went through but he would hold you so tight when you came back, praising you over and over for being so strong and brave.
ron weasley:
-he's a little jealous, ngl. like his partner can use this sick magic and is responsible for keeping the magic safe and alive out of the wrong hands?? why can't he do that???
-i also feel like ron would be confused, if not a little angry, that you refuse to share the power and attempt what others have before (such as isidora using the magic to remove pain). he doesn't really understand the problem and feels like the keepers are suspicious.
-he'd brag about you alllllll the time though! like oh my god every second he would find some way to bring up the fact that you can do really awesome things and that you are his awesome partner forever!
draco malfoy:
-draco loves you a lot and finds your magic incredibly cool, don't get me wrong, but i think his family swayed his pursuit of you because wouldn't it be so grand if the malfoys had a keeper in their family? someone so powerful and knowledgeable? who would pass down the truth and their magic? yes please! (every time narcissa brings it up, it irks draco but also he pats himself on the shoulder for choosing you)
-wants to know every detail about the trials and the past and the memories you're viewing! you'll come back from a trial, sweaty and tired, maybe bleeding, and he'd help you first then ask hundreds of questions after.
-your use of ancient magic is not necessarily unknown and makes you quite popular among the students of hogwarts. this, however, makes draco really jealous. if he could, he would follow you everywhere, glaring down anyone who tries to make a move on you. before you go on adventures, classes, or just to the common room, he'll drape you in his slytherin scarf as if he was marking you.
neville longbottom:
-poor thing gets so nervous when you have to complete the trials or do something incredibly important for the sake of keeping the magic safe. he knows he can't go along with you but he'd stay by your side until the very moment you enter the map chamber, whispering praises and support the whole time.
-would heal up all your wounds and take care of you if you exerted too much during a fight. he knows how much everyone depends on you and the least he can do is take care of you properly! he would run you a bath, apply soothing balms to your skin or use his plants to heal you up, and cuddle you tightly!
-tries his hardest to not feel useless but sometimes it's hard when you're so strong and he's so...not. of course you'll always reassure him and give him the confidence he needs but very frequently, he gets really down on himself about it.
fred weasley:
-every day he comes to you with a new scheme that involves your magic. could you make a portal that leads from the dungeons of hogwarts to the top of the astronomy tower? it's important. snape is gonna get really mad when he goes into his office? can your magic fix that?
-begs, and i mean BEGS, you to let him come along on your adventures and battles. he wants nothing more than to support you and fight along your side! as long it's not a trial, you can't help but let him come along. you usually end up saving him after he pays a little more attention to the way your whip around the battle, taking down everyone effortlessly.
-speaking of paying too much attention to you, he thinks it is so attractive than you can do what you do! he gives you some time after fighting to recuperate but then immediately he is ON you. he's kissing you and telling you how hot it is when you turn someone to just particles.
george weasley:
-he wants you to teach him everything you can. there are some things that are just simply innate and can not be taught but all your tips and tricks when it comes to fighting will now be all of his tips and tricks. you two would just find some field away from the burrow and go at it, sending spell after spell at each other. georgie is just overflowing with adrenaline and it's a great way to get it out.
-deep down, a part of him wants to be protective of you. he wants to keep you from going out into danger and taking on dangerous tasks all for magic and some old people telling you what to do. but he knows better, trust me. he knows you can defend yourself just fine but he just wants to put you in a little bubble and never let anything hurt you.
-just like ron, he will brag about you whenever he can. everyone is sitting around the great hall table, talking about how it's so cool that you defeated a troll in one fell swoop and he just wraps his arm around your shoulders, a glimmer in his eye as he proceeds to say "yeah, aren't they just so amazing?"
remus lupin:
-fears for your health and safety so much! when you come back from a trial, he's hushing you and putting you in bed, feeding you chocolate and brewing tea until you feel better!! you are bearing the weight of centuries old magic all alone. the least he can do is take care of you!
-supports your decisions throughout your entire journey as a keeper. if you truly believe that releasing ancient magic to the world and using it for more than the original keepers intended, then he understands. if you want to continue to keep it hidden, he will not question your judgement.
-this is so fluffy but i feel like you figured out how to manipulate your ancient magic to floating, bright blue scenes and pictures. around remus's time of the month (said lovingly), you'll lay in bed with him and use your wand to paint pictures of animals, lakes, waves, stars, or, in more sappy moments, your future.
sirius black:
-he thinks it is SO hot that you can take someone down without barely blinking an eye. his favorite move you do is when you lift someone into the air and slam them down repeatedly. gets blushy and turned on excited every time.
-once followed you down into the map chamber only to be very harshly yelled at by one of the keeper's portraits. he just wanted to see what it looked like and to know where you go on dangerous missions!! who can blame him, truly? definitely grumbled the whole rest of the day.
-when you two get married, he refuses to let you take his last name and instead will either take yours or say screw it and come up with one! he doesn't want his family to have the gratification of having a keeper with the black family name. he wants you to shine for who you are and in another century, he wants your name to be yours, not his.
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shanastoryteller · 4 months
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HAPPY HOLIDAYS! SIAT drarry?
Draco rolls over and looks at Harry. "What are you going to do after we graduate?"
"Be your kept man," he answers instantly.
Draco rolls his eyes. "Sure. You have your own money, you know."
"It's better when it's yours," he says with a grin. "I don't know, maybe try to actually get picked up on a gliding team, like Fleur. Being an auror still sounds cool, but I don't want to go right to training. Are you doing to go straight to studying to be a barrister?"
He huffs and looks back up at the ceiling. "I don't know. That's why I'm asking, I guess."
Harry waits.
"I got an offer for a charms apprenticeship," he says.
"You get lots of offers," Harry points out. "Why's this one different?"
"It's with Mistress Araya," he says, trying not to sound too excited. "She's - really good. She builds charms, and others too, I guess, she has more spells credited to her than anyone else alive."
It's intimidating too. He's a great caster, no point in pretending otherwise, and he's creative with applying the magic he has available. But Mistress Araya is not one that deals with creative application. She's a believer in precise application and if there does not exist a spell that does exactly what she wants, she creates one.
Harry kisses the tip of his nose. Draco hadn't even noticed him moving. "You know your parents don't care. You'll get around to taking the exams and it's not exactly like your dad is eyeing retirement."
It would be easier if they cared. Then he could say no and blame it on them and not on being afraid of looking stupid in front of one of the greatest masters of his craft.
"Yeah," he says, then reaches up to pull Harry down on top of him.
He has time. He'll figure it out later.
There are currently more pressing matters to attend to.
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metorea · 4 months
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Receiving Oral w/ HP Boys
smut below the cut!!! all characters aged up
Harry
♡ More than anything, Harry is nervous. Nervous to mess up, nervous to do poorly- just nervous. 
♡ But this doesn't stop him from trying. Quite contrary, actually, he tries very hard. 
♡ He has never gone down on anyone before, but he has …. done his research. 
♡ He's gentle and cautious at first, but the sounds you're making spur him on like nothing else 
♡ “So good, so so good. You can give me another right?” 
♡ He finds himself quickly drunk with lust, addicted to the reactions he's pulling from you 
♡ You will have to pull him off, because he's not stopping until his jaw locks up. 
Ron 
♡ Weasley's man, I'm telling you. 
♡ This is probably one of the first sexual things you guys do together, period. Just going down on each other. No risk, high reward- what could be better?
♡ He's ever done it before you, but unlike Harry, he is not nervous in the slightest. In fact he is glaringly confident 
♡ For good reason, too. 
♡ Ron is, in a word, ravenous. 
♡ He may be oblivious most of the time, but in this arena, he is not. Quite contrary, he is incredibly in tune with you. Every move you make, every sound that leaves your pretty lips, he's listening and adjusting accordingly 
♡ “Fucking hell,” Is all you'd get from him, once or twice. His mouth is too full for him to say much else. Not that you're complaining. 
Cedric 
♡ Cedric is not a huge fan of oral. He prefers to get to the main event, where you're both feeling good. But seeing how interested you are in it, he's willing to try it. 
♡ And God, is he glad that he did. 
♡ He has you lay down on your back for him while he explores slowly, moving at an agonizing pace
♡ The first time you cum, he's shocked. He'd hardly done anything at all and here you were, a mess. 
♡ It opens up a whole new world of possibilities. 
♡ He watches and enjoys as feather light touches elicit the most extreme reactions from you, taking unbelievable pleasure in the way you're so desperate for him
♡ Yeah, oral becomes a staple of your foreplay from therein. 
George 
♡ He wants this. He wants it an incredible amount. 
♡ You never have to ask. He is ready to go, constantly. 
♡ Under the desk. In a closet. On his bed. On your bed. On Fred's bed. Everywhere. 
♡ George Weasley is absolutely nothing in this world if not a munch. 
♡ And God, is he good at it. Entirely too good at it. It's almost too much, the way he devours you without inhibition. 
♡ You have to push him off when you've finally cum too much for you to handle, and simply can't keep going. Even then he'll try to persuade you to just let him help you clean up, resulting in an eventual round 10. 
♡ “Come on baby, you're okay. Hush pretty girl/boy, one more.” 
Fred
♡ Fred isn't a munch per se. He is, however, a freak. 
♡ He's always looking to try something new, something experimental. 
♡ One day, an idea occurs to him. What if he combined his two favorite things? You on top, and him making you feel good. 
♡ This lands you here, on his face 
♡ Fred LOVES it. He loves the way that he's drowning in you while you rut against him, his fingers digging into the fat of your hips hard enough to leave bruises as he pulls you down against him. 
♡ He's looking up at you with greedy eyes while you use his mouth to get off, and he could not be more thrilled.
♡ “Y/N, I told you to sit, not hover. So fucking sit.” 
Draco 
♡ 69 sorry not sorry. 
♡ Draco is a very greedy man. He takes and gives nothing back, as has always been the case. 
♡ Luckily for you, this does not apply to sex … most of the time 
♡ He loves to have you sat on his face while you go down on him so he can feel you struggling to focus, choking on him while you shake against him. 
♡ He makes a game of it, trying to get you to finish before he does. More often than not, he wins 
♡ “Merlin, Y/N. Already? Tsk.” 
Blaise 
♡ He does it to think. I'm not kidding. 
♡ He's stressed out? You're crushing his head between your thighs. He's confused about something? You're sat on his face. 
♡ He uses you as a reassurance, taking pride in the way he can make you feel so, so good. 
♡ If he can control nothing in this world he can control how hard you're cumming on his tongue, amen.
♡ “Lay back.” He'd say, bursting into the room from what you can only assume was a long night, loosening his tie just enough for it to hang on his neck. “You know what I want prince(ss). Help me out, won't you?” 
Tom Riddle 
♡ Like most things with him, it is a ploy. A plot, to make you weak, make you pliable. 
♡ To Tom, there is no position more powerful for him than between your legs, staring up at you while you struggle to create any thoughts whatsoever. And that's exactly how he likes you; totally brainless. 
♡ Unlike the others, though, this is not about your pleasure. He is mean about it, always. More often than not, he goes down on you as a punishment, not a reward 
♡ He withholds orgasms for so long you're crying, shaking against him 
♡ And when he does let you cum, he refuses to let you stop- overstimulating you into a puddle
♡ He's a powerful wizard, he can go all night. And he does. 
♡ “What, it's too much?” Tom asks, raising an eyebrow with a sneer. “That's too bad. You aren't moving until I'm done with you.”
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Requested by: @irissfoot
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myfictionaldreams · 1 year
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17: Magic - Draco Malfoy
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Kinktober Day 17. Magic - Draco Malfoy x potter!reader
Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, potter!reader, untouched pleasure, magic, nearly caught, intense orgasm, blowjob, overstimulated,  nicknames, no use of y/n
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The day had moved by slowly and by the time you were sat at the Gryffindor table with your brother and fellow housemates, you were relieved to see that the sun was beginning to set for the evening.
However, as you spooned some fresh mashed potato onto your plate, an unsual and intense sensation coursed through all of your veins: pleasure. Not any normal pleasure that would be experienced with touching of a hand or even a toy, but the pleasure that had you becoming dizzy, skin burning to be touched, never wanting it to end.
Shaking your head, you tried to ignore it, unsure as to what to do, legs clenching together to try and apply some pressure against your clit but nothing helped to reduce the pleasure. You couldn’t even lift up your fork to eat as your hands gently shook in your lap, you needed to get out of sight.
Glancing around, you made sure no one was noticing what you were going through when your eyes caught sight of a smirking blonde who was dressed in a plain black suit, watching with dark eyes from the Slytherin table. Of course, it had to be Draco.
His smile widen just as the sensation increased, it was definitely him, he loved to play these stupid games with you, seeing just how close he could get before being caught and having to alter the individual's memories.
Your skin itched with want, needing to be out of these clothes, you needed to get away from this room full of people. It was this exact moment when your brother's voice drifted into your senses, “are you ok? You’re quiet” he questioned.
Snapping your head towards him, you tried to keep your voice quiet, afraid that you would moan instead of responding with words, “yeah I'm fine”.
Pulses of euphoria were coursing through your body, it was almost like you were going to orgasm but you couldn’t do that surrounded by all these people, you knew you couldn’t hold back your voice during those moments. Even now, you could feel how wet your underwear was becoming and today or all days you’d decided to wear a skirt, how long would it be before your cunt was dribbling down your thighs?
Standing suddenly with unsteady feet, you just about managed to climb over the bench, not caring about anyone else, just needing to get out of the public eye but once again your brother’s voice interrupted you.
“Wait, where are you going?” Harry asks with worry lacing his tone.
You wave him off, “uh nothing, I’m just not feeling very well”.
“Well let me take you to madam Pomfrey then” he suggests, moving to stand up but you quickly brush him off.
“No no it’s fine Harry, I’ve just got cramps that’s all, I just need to lie down for a bit” before he even had time to respond you were racing out of the door, undoing your tie, everything felt so claustrophobic.
You hunched over on the steps up to the common room, mind racing, body alight with want and need. Needing to be out of your clothes, needing to touch your engorged clit that was still pulsing desperate for release, even a bit of spit was dribbling down your chin as you seemed to be completely overwhelmed.
It was just as you audibly released a moan and did a strong hand wrap around your upper arm, tugging you a few more steps up and down a darkened corridor before tossing you into an abandoned classroom at the perfect time.
As the candles surrounding the room lit up, the door shutting and locking behind whoever had thrown you in here, was the exact moment that you came. Knees unable to support you anymore as you pulled off your underwear desperately hands cupping your sex as the pleasure was too much, your screams echoing around the stone walls.
The orgasm lasted longer than your usual ones and you were drained by the time the clenching had ceased, just about ready to slump onto the floor in front when an arm steadied your body, shifting you back against his hard chest.
“Careful Potter” he mumbled, sounding slightly breathless but not as much as you were.
“What the hell was that?” you asked, senses finally returning, knowing fully well that Draco was the one holding you up and that he had all the answers.
“Just an experiment of mine” he chuckled darkling, kissing just below your ear.
“Well, that hardly seems fair” you responded, turning on your knees, ignoring the ache that sparked through them from where you had fallen onto them only moments ago.
“When have I ever been fair, love?” he muttered, stroking his wand under your chin, tilting it further up before releasing it and directing it back towards your cunt, “play nice now Potter”.
He didn’t give you any chance to respond before allowing the spell to take effect once more but not nearly as intense, this time it just made your cunt clench, biting your lip as you watched him stand to his fall height, looking down at you on your knees in front of him.
Draco didn’t need to give you your next instruction as you all but jumped onto his belt, eagerly undoing it and pulling down his zipper, reaching into his underwear to reveal his already ragingly hard cock.
The Slytherin hissed as you were quick to toss him off, noting the precum already lubing him up before inching yourself closer. Opening your mouth wide, your tongue stuck out, licking his tip, savouring in the salty goodness before taking him deeper.
This was his favourite sight, seeing his cock disappearing between your lips, loving the way your eyes rolled back as it hit the back of your throat, the expert way in which you used your other two hands to squeeze the base and his balls. Especially when you moaned, the vibrations sending pleasuring waves through his member which is all where his spell idea came from, hoping to drive you so insane with lust that you were jumping on his cock.
Merlin, it worked well. Tilting his wand hand, your pleasure increased, the heat returning all over your body and you had to refrain from ripping your own clothes off, instead just focusing on pleasuring Draco, feeling your juices dribble from between your legs.
This was only doable for a few moments however as he only continued to increase the spells work, until you had to release the grip on his cock and start rubbing against your clit which was already overstimulated as it was and that seemed to be the magic touch to have you cuming again and again.
Your eyes were glazed over, thighs screaming from holding your position on your knees, pussy puffy and soaked to match the wet patch coating the floor, lips were also swollen from sucking Draco’s cock and he had to say, this was definitely his new favourite sight, you, completely cock-drunk.
He dropped his wand now, stopping all pleasure but the afterglow of so many orgasms was blissful, his hand now holding the back of your head, his balls tightening against his chin as you took him right to the back of your throat. A heartbeat later, his cum was coating your mouth, and you did well to swallow every drop, not wasting any of it.
Releasing his grip on the back of your head, he tucked his cock back away before dropping down onto his own knees, cradling your exhausted body against his. His long fingers gently stroked your cheek, giving you all the time you needed to recover before kissing you lightly on your temple and assisting you to your feet, knees impossibly unsteady.
“Better head back before people start wondering where you are” you nod, breathing him in for a moment, calming yourself before fixing your attire with the help of Draco who waved his wand, cleaning the patch on the floor and the sweat/juices over your legs, kissing you one last time before leaving first, checking the corridor was still empty.
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suugarbabe · 4 months
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Heyy have you ever written something about how the boys are in aftercare? I would love to read it, most of them seem like a “likes it rough” kinda guy so it would be interesting to see how they would act after
Hii! I haven’t done this yet so here’s a lil blurb of my thoughts about it :)
Mattheo:
In my brain this mans is a worshipper
He’s kissing your skin, telling you how perfect you are, how well you did for him
He pulls you to lay on top of him, wrapping his arms tight around you
He run his fingers through your hair, scratching at your scalp lightly, kissing the crown of your head
Tells you how much he loves you and how much you mean to him
Let’s you fall asleep in that position, you on top of him just wrapped up together
Theo:
Theo’s big in to taking care of you afterwards
Tells you to ‘lie there and relax Cara Mia” because it’s his duty to make you feel loved and respected before during and after
He cleans you up and brings one of his shirts over for you (even helping you put it on when he knows you can do it on your own, he just wants to dote on you)
Theo’s big into spooning afterwards too
He loves to pull you in close to him, his arm wrapped around your middle while his face is buried in the crook of your neck
That’s how he falls asleep easiest, tucked right up against you because in his mind you fit together perfectly
Enzo:
Enzo has the dirtiest mind because people least expect it from him
So after he’s tied you up and made you come three or four times, he takes your wrists out of the restraints, kissing and massaging them and apologizing for the harshness
His lips are all over you, praising you, worshipping you
Making sure you know how appreciative he is of you even allowing him in your presence let alone allowing him to love on you the way he does
Enzo loves to lay on top of you after, his head on your chest and arms wrapped around your middle.
He knows you like the pressure of him on you and that it helps you sleep
And he sleeps better knowing you’re right there
Draco:
Draco shows extra affection in his aftercare
When he’s feeling extra lovey he carries you to the bathroom and starts a bath for you both
He likes to hold you in the bath, kissing your shoulders and up your neck
Telling you how perfect you are for him and how lucky he is to have you
He likes to help wash you up after (because it’s another excuse to touch you all over but also because he loves you)
When cuddling he likes to spoon but he likes to be the little spoon (but you’re not allowed to tell anyone)
Blaise:
Blaise is another big worshipper in aftercare
Blaise worships your entire body afterwards, starting all the way down at your ankles kissing your there and working his way up to your mouth
As he does so his big strong hands are massaging out your muscles, thumbs applying deep pressure and working out knots in your calves and thighs
When his mouth is on yours again he’s hooking one of your legs on his hip, hand gripping and massaging your arse as he does so
His kisses aren’t hungry or fiery but slow and long and deep
Like he’s prolonging his love making and affection just by kissing you until it all eventually slows down and your face is nestled into his neck and you’re both falling asleep
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saintsenara · 2 months
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idk if you've talked about it before, but what do you think of snucius?
thank you very much for the ask, anon!
i'm a big fan of it as a ship, above all because of the ways it can be used to subvert the expectations which might accompany it into something oddly beautiful.
by which i mean that the possibility of quite a manipulative snucius is actually implied by canon. sirius is absolutely suggesting something salacious with his comment in order of the phoenix about snape being lucius' "lapdog" - it's a reference to a practise called "fagging" [yes, you've read that right] traditionally understood to take place in elite, all-male british boarding schools, in which younger boys were expected to act as something akin to the servants of older ones. the expectation that fags [yes] would perform sexual favours was a fairly standard part of the whole phenomenon - and so, when sirius suggests that snape runs around being lucius malfoy's personal errand boy, he is evidently also suggesting that he bends over for the privilege.
and the idea that lucius has power over snape is suggested more broadly in canon too. the implication of the prince's tale is that snape was taken under lucius' wing as soon as he was sorted, and that lucius was the conduit through which he was groomed to become a death eater [he is also the conduit through which snape meets his death - voldemort sends him to fetch snape before he kills him]. that he supposedly relies on lucius' patronage is something draco malfoy is well aware of - when he suggests in chamber of secrets that lucius would support snape if he applied to be headmaster, he is doing so with the subtext that snape's appointment would be entirely contingent on lucius' position as chair of the governors and, therefore, that he would only be chosen because lucius would think him likely to run hogwarts how he would like to see it run - which suggests that this power dynamic wasn't just restricted to death eater meetings. and voldemort undoubtedly elevates snape to his right hand within the setting of malfoy manor at the start of deathly hallows - reversing that established power dynamic - as yet another "fuck you" to lucius after his fall from grace following the farrago in the department of mysteries.
but.
i think narcissa is telling the truth when she describes snape as "lucius' old friend". i think that something deeper than not wanting to piss off his main patron lurks behind snape's decision to protect draco. i think that there is a very credible case for lucius being the only person who actually knows the real snape, behind his mask, and his relationship with lucius being the only thing in his life which stands in contrast to the relationships which seem to define his life more profoundly [his relationships with dumbledore, voldemort, lily, and harry, for example].
you can do so much with lucius having to confront his friend having turned spy - whether snape lives or not. you can do so much with lucius - terrified and disillusioned - relying on snape's help to prevent voldemort's wrath descending upon him. and you can also just have so much light and campy fun with someone as posh and peacocking and lucius having a sallow goth boyfriend.
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dhr-advent · 4 months
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In Want of a Wife by ambpersand
In Want of a Wife (4951 words) by ambpersand Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: D/Hr Advent 2023, Accidental Marriage, Smut, Binding magic, Pining Draco Malfoy, Slow Dancing, Soul Bond, Solstice Summary:
Through a few forced breaths, Hermione manages to settle her nausea well enough to slide out of bed, squinting at the bright morning light. The braid of ribbons follows her left hand as she pulls the curtains closed, a giant knot of silver and gold that won’t shake free. While she works on unwinding them from her hand and arm, she checks the papers, finding the signatures she hoped they would be too drunk to remember to complete.
Unfortunately not. There they sit, sloppy and side by side.
Her’s a little cramped and rushed, his a little too large and loopy.
Her lungs squeeze tight. They actually did it. At some point between the first glass of nettle wine and the last bottle of Dragon Barrel brandy, it must have stopped being a joke.
She’s still wearing her dress from the night before, which fits the messy carnage that surrounds her. It’s wrinkled and a bit twisted around her waist, but at least it’s not tossed on the floor with the rest of her marriage licence.
The only thing missing is her apparent husband.
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I think Harry James Potter would have such a different approach to devotion and romantic love.
You’re telling me the Boy-Who-Lived, the Savior of the Wizarding World, defeater of the Dark Lord wouldn’t feel so relieved that he only has to love and protect one person instead of the whole world? What a huge weight off his shoulders.
But slowly, he’d slip back into the pattern of feeling just as deeply as he did during his childhood, just concentrated on his partner.
It takes a certain special type of person to withstand that much devotion and attention all aimed at you, constantly. Because Harry was nothing if not vigilant about people’s behavior and reactions after living with the Dursleys and surviving an active war.
Exploring intimacy is something new to Harry, on top of it all, so besides having the emotional gauge used to caring for everyone all the time forever, he doesn’t have any sort of sense for how much is too much.
He loves like James, who loved like the sun, but Harry doesn’t seem to realize that too much love too fast will burn. He is all in and almost omnipresent. You don’t just get to sunbathe in his love, you’re under a magnifying glass that brings all the intensity of an active star onto you, multiplied. His love burns, and it takes a special kind of person to even be able to bear it, let alone to gaze upon his love.
The average person would char under this emotional hurricane, it’s not a healthy level of intensity for a well-adjusted adult with emotional regulation skills and normal boundaries. It’s not normal for someone to love someone so fiercely and to change their personality from loving all people to loving one person without losing a huge quantity of emotional range. Harry Potter has never been normal, however.
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Anyways this can be applied to any ship I just think it makes so much sense for Draco because he had that level of attentiveness directed at him from birth, and is vain enough to relish this insane level of devotion and honestly obsession from a partner. Of course he’s looked after so closely, he’s Draco Malfoy. And who wouldn’t adore all this attention, he’s got Harry Potter attending to his every whim. It’s decadence personified.
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dracowars · 1 year
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Hello fellow hufflepuff! I absolutely adore your writing and wanted to share that you are so incredibly talented and I would be honored if you would read/write this request! So I was thinking about an angst fic with Draco where he is hit with the imperious curse and forced to harm the reader and after he is snapped out of it he feels a lot of regret and guilt but the reader is quick to forgive him and is understanding that he was not in control and it has a supper fluffy ending??
Thank you so much for taking the time to read this request! I apologize if I made any mistakes or did this incorrectly, as this is my first time making a request on this app haha but thank you again for sharing your creativity and kindness :)
Hope you have a wonderful rest of your day!
i need you | draco malfoy
pairing: draco x reader
word count: 1,3k
summary: where draco is imperiused and hurts y/n
a/n: thank you so much for your nice words, it made me smile!! hopefully you will enjoy what i came up with, thank you for requesting <3
warnings: angst, violence, torture, use of unforgivable curse(s)
universe: harry potter
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“Y/N, run!”, Draco yells at you as he halts while you keep running for a few more meters, away from your pursuers, before you have actually processed his words in your mind. “Go on, I will stop them!”
His words are cut off by a loud bang as pieces break out of the stone wall next to you and fall to the ground closely behind you, shattering into smaller pieces. The ground beneath your feet vibrates so violently that it almost knocks you to the ground as well., but you are able to steady yourself in the last second. Pure chaos is everywhere around you, screams ring out to your left and right and Hogwarts is on fire. A terrible war is waging around you, and you find yourself right in the middle of it.
“I’m not going without you, Draco!”, you yell back at him, out of breath so that every breath hitting your lungs painfully hurts. It was your task to complete together, and you definitely won’t do it without him and leave him behind, even if he is trying to play the hero right now.
Hastily, Draco looks around to all his sides, your pursuers nowhere to be seen, before he quickly comes rushing towards you, gripping your hands in his own tightly, your wands crossing between them. Draco has never looked at you the way he is looking at you right now and deep inside of you, it scares you.
“Listen to me, darling. You have to go on without me so I can stop them, okay?”, he softly talks to you, trying to encourage you, and looks deeply into your glistening eyes, shutting down the world around you. For a moment, there is only the two of you. “You are the only one who knows where the horcrux is. Please, Y/N. You have to let me do this.”
While saying this, his hands apply gentle pressure to yours again, his way to show you that it is fine to go on alone, and to hopefully save the fate of all of you. Just as you part your lips to reluctantly agree to his words, Draco lets out a cry of pain and stumbles a step forward, so close you can feel his breath and you have to support him to stand upright, the impact that hit his body too strong.
He was shot in the back, from behind.
From none other than, as you realize once you hear a horrible laugh shortly afterwards, his former best friend.
Gregory Goyle stands not far from you, his wand still pointed directly at the two of you, a creepy glint in his eyes as he takes a few slow and menacing steps towards you. A smile pulls at the corners of his mouth as he notices the panic rising inside of you as you realize that Draco hasn’t moved a single bit.
“What have you done?!”, you scream at him angrily, still holding Draco up as best you can, but Goyle doesn’t even have to answer you as he raises his wand and Draco follows suit. Draco, now with a blank expression on his face, straightens to his full height in front of you, causing you to take a step back, startled.
“A house elf tweeted me that you are the only person who knows where one of the last horcruxes is hidden, Y/N”, Goyle grins victoriously as Draco now points his own wand at you as well. Agitated and straight up terrified, you keep glancing back and forth between him and Goyle, feeling like you are trapped with no way out. It is only when Goyle magically commands Draco to attack you that you realize what spell he must have cast upon him.
Draco is completely under his control with the Imperius Curse, one of the three unforgivable curses, and Goyle can now do everything with him as he pleases. This includes attacking you with a variety of attacks in hopes of injuring you, hurting you. Or to at least drive you to the point of utter desperation that you have to tell him where to find Ravenclaw’s diadem.
“Draco! It’s me, Y/N!”, you somehow try to get through to him as you dodge another of his attacks that is missing you by only an inch. However, he shows no reaction to your words at all. He turned into an empty shell without a soul.
“You have to fight against it, do you hear me?!”, you desperately yell and now attack him yourself for the first time, which you tried to avoid as best you can until now because you just don’t want to hurt him under any circumstances. Your Draco is still in there somewhere, you know it. He just has to fight his way back to the surface and take full control again. How he does this, however, is a different question. A question you have pondered for too long, and that is why it is your own fault when you are suddenly hit with another of the unforgivable curses. You feel that you still have full control over your body, but it is now being tortured to the worst degree. Intense, unbearable physical pain descends on you, completely overtaking your mind and senses.
“Where is the horcrux?” Goyle asks you, kneeling next to you since you fell to the ground due to the loss of control, Draco closely standing behind him, still casting the curse on you with his wand. “Tell me and I will put an end to your suffering.”
If you didn’t have to endure such pain, you would have spit in his face at that very moment. Or expressed your resentment towards him in any other possible way. And even though he has the power in his hands to literally kill you right here and now – after all, he hasn’t used the third unforgivable curse yet – you look over at Draco and try your luck one last time.
“Draco, I beg you. Snap out of it”, you sob, unable to hold back your tears, the pain too much for your body to handle. “I need your help. I need you!”
What you didn’t expect, however, is that Goyle flies against the next wall in a high arc and the pain stops at the exact same moment. Trembling, you try to support yourself from the ground and suddenly, you are embraced by warm arms that are trying to help you stand up but failing.
“I-I’m so sorry, Y/N. I didn’t- I couldn’t-”, Draco starts stuttering, but stops himself because he can’t even find the right words to describe what he just did to you, a tear running down his cheek as he takes a look at you. His torso is bent over yours in an attempt to pick you up, but neither of you have the strength to actually get up from the ground. Tenderly, you put your shaky hand on the back of his head and gently run it through his soft hair, closing your eyes at the feeling of warmth that emanates from him. Draco, welcoming that warmth as well, almost falls apart under your loving touch, too scarred by what he has done.
“It is not your fault, love”, you whisper to him, pulling him closer into what is now a real hug, as if your life would depend on it. “None of this is your fault. You are innocent, okay? Nobody can harm you anymore now. I’m here, Draco. I’m fine, I’m here.”
Your words of affirmation seem to get through to him, his sobs against your throat slowing down, but you can tell from the way his body moves that he is still incredibly scared. Unbelievable fear that he could do it again, that he could hurt you again, against his will, runs through his veins and turns him into a trembling mess.
“I won’t let them do that to you again, my love. Do you hear me?”, you continue talking to him under your breath, planting a kiss on his cheek before you run your hand down his back soothingly. “It’s alright. I’m fine. We are fine.”
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sunnylands-world · 1 year
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Hey I just wanted to let you know I loved the Mafia Draco fic you wrote that I requested. It was absolutely perfect. I was wondering if you do a part 2 where Draco tells her what happened and they have hot steamy sex.
My hero
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Pairing: mafia Draco x fem reader
Summary: Draco comes back mad about the situation at the casino and you can't help but thank him for what he did…
Word count:1'012
Warning: shower sex, Draco's anger in the beginning so aggressive to soft, I think that's it.
Universe: mafia
A/n: I'm glad you liked it and thank you so as requested here's part 2 of fine line
All mistakes are mine
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Your feet sat up on the coffee table and your study books in hand when the door came open startling you as the knob hit the wall. Draco came in; his pale skin littered with blood. He looked enraged. a glare that you recognized too well with his line of work on his face. You sat forward watching as he pulled the dark cover from his suit off his body.
"Draco what's the matter? I thought the trade would have gone well," you ask treading lightly
"I killed him." He said plainly, heading for the kitchen and you followed jumping to your feet in shock.
"What? I- why?" You stuttered, entering the kitchen where he held a glass of orange juice.
He slammed the glass down, sending shards of broken glass and orange juice across the counter.
"Because!" He pauses breathing in deeply
"Because, he insulted you and you know how I feel about that. I don't want anyone saying anything about you." He finished, a hand running through his platinum hair. You knew better than anyone that Draco's temper mixed with his love for you was a storm, but you couldn't deny that Draco being so determined to defend you was a turn on. You sighed, grabbing onto his forearm where his favorite tattoo lay, pulling him towards the stairs.
"Let's get you cleaned up and I'll come down later to clean this." you stated, taking him up the steps towards your shared bedroom. You began helping him pull away his clothes, water running as you purposefully ran a hand down his black dress pants. a hiss left his lips when you got to his boxers, tugging them down his thighs as you kept eye contact with him. You come back up slowly, ignoring his cock as it stood tall for attention. You're only in a faded hoodie of his and some panties and it doesn't take long for him to slam you against the counter, lips attacking yours in a needy kiss and nothing was soft about it.
He makes quick work with his hands sneaking under the jacket, touching your warm skin as he strokes your curves. You keep up,wrapping your hands around his neck and tongue swirling with his. He pulls away to remove your- his hoodie from your body, leaving you in your black cotton panties. He swiftly takes those off of you, pulling open the glass door, you wrapped around him as he shuts it. You move like you're in a rush till you break the kiss. Your hands rest on his firm chest as you slip from his hands.
"Wait, I need to wash all this blood off of you" you explained clearing up his confusion. You reach for his body wash and lather the cloth in a decent amount before you rub the soap into the towel and reach for his neck. His blue eyes lock on yours, occasionally glancing at your smaller body. He was taller than you but you still washed his skin clean, rinsing the cloth and replacing the body soap with a face one instead as you clean the red from his cheeks.
"I love you" he says and you smile pulling back
"I love you too" you respond, heading towards his legs but he pulls you up. His lips collided with yours and you kissed him harder, loving the feeling of his lips against yours. you never got tired of feeling like your head was spinning when you kissed him. He groaned into the kiss as your body rubbed against his applying friction to his cock. the water rained over both of you making you nearly breathless as you moved together. the water dripped down his body as you gripped onto him. He grabbed the back of your thighs, a gasp leaving you. You're pushed against the glass, braising yourself on his shoulders.
"Keep your legs here." He ordered, releasing your leg. He brings the head of his length to your pussy pushing in slowly. Your head falls into his neck, the warm water trickling down your skin makes it all the more intense as he rocks into you. His breath is shallow and he's goaning, hands gripping under your ass cheek. Your nails are in his skin leaving red marks. He pulls you back and forth slamming you against him. The water against the shower floor and the clapping of your skin mixes with your moans.
You're both connected without talking, letting your bodies convey everything you can't put into words and Draco does a good job at twisting his anger with love. You don't have to guess where his feelings lie when he's showing you with the glide of his cock and grip on your body, trying to pull you closer so you can become one.
His lips leave gentle kisses on your neck that have shivers running down your spine and you have clamming down on him as he moves in and out of you. Your legs ache and the knot in your belly tugs tight. He angles his hips upward driving into places you didn't even know you had making you jerk in his hold.
"You gonna cum for me like a good girl" he whispers and you nod your head violently.
"Yes! Yes! yes! Yes! Please Draco!" You repeat, drunk on him.
"Sh shh shhh I'm gonna make it all better princess. just let go for me, let me get you there…please." He says nipping at your neck and you don't need to be told twice as your release takes over. Your toes curl on his back and you let an inaudible cry as you coat his cock in your juices. He thrust into you sloppily with random curses leaving him, his head falling back the water running through his hair as he paints your sensitive walls. You're shaking in his arms as he lowers you to your feet pressing his lips to yours. He pulls back, eyes searching yours.
"I'd do anything for you my love,"
And he proves that to you everyday…
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machiavellli · 25 days
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hey hey I wanna know what taylor swift song to you associate with each of the slytherin boys? I've been thinking about it all day because I already have one in mind for all the marauders and I'm interested in what you think
Ciao tesooo!!😽🩷
Mhhhh personally I think I would associate each boy like this:
Mattheo Riddle - my tears ricochet
"And I can go anywhere I want/ Anywhere I want, just not/ home"
pls this is his trauma and I live for it
Lorenzo Berkshire - gold rush
"I don't like that anyone would/ die to feel your touch/ Everybody wants you/ Everybody wonders what it/ would be like to love you"
he is my golden boy and everybody would die for this cinnamon roll, change my mind, you can't.
Theodore Nott - mirrorball
“And I'm still a believer, but I/ don't know why/ I've never been a natural, all I do/ is try, try, try"
Also trauma for his deatheater family and also because I headcanon him to be an introvert, sometimes he has to force himself in situations, and a tad insecure. He is smart, as we established in our headcanons, but he might feel like that he always had to prove himself, he is a natural, but he doesn't feel like it.
Blaise Zabini - Sweet Nothing
"’Causе they said the end is comin'/ Everyone's up to somethin’/ I find myself runnin’ home to your sweet nothings/ Outside, they're push and shovin’/ You're in the kitchen hummin'/ All that you ever wanted from me was nothin'"
I feel like this is about his relationship with his mom/dead father, I know he has mommy issues and he just wants to be loved🥺
Draco Malfoy - Would've, Could've, Should’ve
"And if I was a child, did it/ matter/ If you got to wash your hands?/ Oh, all I used to do was pray/ Would've, could've, should've/ If you'd never my way/ I would've stayed/ On my knees/ And I damn sure never/ would've danced with the devil/ At nineteen"
I know this song is about grooming and also probably one of my favourites, so I know what I am talking about here, but I imagine this song to be applied to the relationship that he had with the deadeaters, voldemort and also his parents. Everybody used him, and he was so young, so naive.
can I add Ominis and Sebastian?🧍‍♀️they are also slytherin boys...OKay I will, just ignore them in case:
Sebastian Sallow - this is me trying
"They told me all of my cages/ were mental/ So I got wasted like all my/ potential/ And my words shoot to kill/ when I'm mad/ I have a lot of regrets about that/ I was so ahead of the curve, the/ curve became a sphere/ Fell behind all my classmates/ and I ended up here/ Pouring out my heart to a/ stranger/ But I didn't pour the whiskey"
Seb is the goddest boy, a brilliant one, that was blinded by the love for his sister. He went too far and lost himself in the darkness during the process. Now, he is just a kid, full of regrets, still tasting the tears for his action and for his failure. Love is indeed a weapon.
Ominis Gaunt - epiphany
"Keep your helmet, keep your/ life, son/ Just a flesh wound, here's your/ rifle/ Crawling up the beaches now/ "Sir, I think he's bleeding out"/ And some things you just can't/ speak about/ With you I serve/ with you I fall down, down/ Watch you breathe in/ watch you breathing out, out"
My poor boy, the purest cinnamon roll ever, what adversity he had to suffer because of his family. The pain they indulged shoot straight back at him.
Sum up: everybody is traumatized except Lorenzo!
Thank you for asking, this was fun!!🩷🩷🥺
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