"fuck"
"On your knees, now." I was shocked, my eyes practically popping out of my head at his words. Yet, for some strange reason... I did exactly what he said to. "That's it," his zipper buckled, my fingers dragging down his plain black knickers. "Just like that-" my lips climbed around him, his dick hitting the back of my throat effortlessly. "Take it all in, you dirty little slut." He began to face fuck me, my head jolting as I was pushed further onto him. "Gag on me, you slut!" The blonde moaned out, tugging onto my hair as I began to jack him off with my hand. My throat was trembling, unable to take in all of him. "Fuck." He moaned over and over, as he began to twitch. "Swallow it," I nodded, thinking of when Pansy had told me 'spitter are quitters' "What's so funny?" He grabbed my face forcefully, my eyes screwing away from him.
"Nothi- ow." I whined, as he'd hit me again unexpectedly. This time it was a lot harder, my hand flying to the now reddened spot. "Draco." I whimpered, his smirk falling as he pulled up his pants.
"No, darling..." he cooed, cradling my still naked body in his arms on the hardwood floor. "I'm sorry, i'm so sorry."
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"So what are we doing exactly?" Draco turned, as he'd been walking ahead speedily.
"Well," he cleared his throat, pulling his hands from his trouser pockets. "If you'd followed me in here further the last time you'd know, wouldn't you?" I swallowed, my head and feet dragging until we were met with the awfully familiar door. "Open it." I gave him a weird look, but once again did as asked.
"Ah!" I jumped back, the door handle feeling like what I'd imagine the arctic to.
"Cold, I know." He swallowed as well, opening the door and pulling me inside.
"It was in this shitty room the whole time?" He chuckled, just continuing to pull me through what looked like a wizards junk yard.
"Here it is." A tall black cabinet stood before us, the Borgin and Burke's logo being carved into the back of it.
"It looks like a pantry." Draco eyed me, the contact causing me to silence myself.
"Anyway," he cleared his throat, pushing his back and shoulders to be pin straight. "Our little mission is to make this a transportation cabinet again..." my eyebrows furrowed, wondering how that'd even work.
"Ho-" He cut me off.
"That, I don't know." Draco looked at the ground for a minute, silent until he saw something. "Okay, so... I think I might of done it the last time that I was here- let's test it on this bird." My lips fell agape, as his hopeless eyes stared into my soul.
"Okay, fine." He swallowed, his hand cradling the small ball of feathers that'd been chirping up so helplessly at the two of us.
"One, two... three." He then closed the cabinet, the bird being locked inside squeaking. I just hoped it went somewhere peaceful as it wasn't there when he opened the metal door... just the remains of it were left. "I killed it." Tears slipped Draco's eyes, as he fell into my arms. "The bird was so harmless... it was, beautiful."
"Dra-" I rubbed his head, watching as he continued to mourn, grabbing at the feathers in desperation.
"Why did I have to be given this task? Why?" I swallowed, just pulling him further into me as I let tears escape my own eyes. Why?
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Just Friends ; Draco Malfoy
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