We Belong Together || Draco Malfoy X Reader

95| Provocation

!!WARNING!!
-This chapter contains smut-

Y/N POV

Draco was enchanted in bliss. The moment I told him to do me, he had a genuine smile of gratitude I hadn't seen in a while. He tried to kiss me but I never wanted a bloody kiss. If we were going to shag tonight, it was going to be a pointless one where no love should be shared because obviously, we hadn't fixed our problem yet. This was only going to satisfy our needs.

I didn't need sweet talks or loving acts, what I needed right now was his strength to meet my need, sending me to a place people called a paradise that came from the orgasms.

"Let me kiss you Y/N," he pleaded.

"I order you to fuck me not kiss me," I refused.

He sighed and tried to crash his lips on mine but I dodged, snickering as I put a hand on his lips. "Keep dreaming, Malfoy."

"Don't call me Malfoy," he said, grasping my neck.

"Should I add Mister?" I cackled, "Are you trying to strangle me, Mr Malfoy?"

"Just fucking say Draco. Mr Malfoy sounds like my father."

I tilted my head a little, sending him a luring glare while biting my lower lip as I got an idea turned up in my head. I put my hands on his shoulder, feeling his muscled backside before pulling him closer to let out a suppressed laughter right in front of his face.

"Oh Draco, I'm imagining your dad right now."

He looked fierce. Eyes widened in shock and jaw clenched when he yelled at me, "What the hell? Do you want him to fu–"

"Maybe I do. Older men are more experienced anyway. Who knows how many times I would cum just by having him whispering dirty words to my ears," I sneered.

"Stop acting like this," he demanded, "You are mine Y/N. No one other than me can touch you."

"Really?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Aren't I a whore? Everyone owns this little lady you claim to be yours only. They can use me anytime and anywhere as long as they can throw some galleons at me. Isn't it what you meant by calling me a whore, Mr Malfoy?"

"Shut up!" He shouted.

"Should I go to Azkaban and let your dad fuck me? Perhaps I could be his little whore too," I provoked.

His eyes were already blazing with anger but I didn't want to stop just yet. He had to hear something worse.

"I can give you a half-sibling Draco. You can have a baby sister who will look just like me."

That was when I knew I had hit his limit.

"Take it back!" He snapped and some fingers slipped inside me after he pulled my panties aside.

I went to silence, enjoying the fingers that glided in me, playing roughly, teasing and edging me continuously without giving a little break for me to at least spit another offence to him. It was Draco's turn to cackle a mocking laugh knowing that I loved what he was doing to my lewd body.

"Take it back darling and I'll use the real thing for our play," he whispered.

"I don't want to— oh God, you do know how to please a whore Luci–"

"Draco. It's fucking Draco!" He interjected.

I ignored him and went on with my act. This was what he got from calling me a whore.