Draco ripped the door open, nearly tearing the wood from its hinges when he pulled my body inside, slamming it closed as he grabbed onto me.
"Finally," he whispered, cupping my face in his hands and placing his lips onto mine before I could reply.
I melted against him, each of us already removing our clothes as we wandered over to the bed, still locked together.
There was a sense of urgency in his kiss, a ferocity this time around that he'd retained during the last.
The boy was incensed, hungry.
He pushed my shoulders backwards onto the bed with significant force, staring down over my body as I laid there, my naked form exposed for his viewing pleasure.
He reached out a hand, tracing slowly past my lips and neck, running a teasing touch between the cavern of my breasts before circling my nipples, smirking as they reacted, hardening under his touch.
He drifted a fraction lower, drawing towards the swell of my clit before I gripped his wrist, suddenly nervous, the preventative gesture making him look up at me.
"So, it's going to be like that?" He challenged, arching an eyebrow,
I didn't respond, causing him to withdraw his hand and move it to his belt buckle, beginning to undo the silver clasp.
I watched, entranced as he pulled it from around his waist, a short hard tug helping to free it from the loops.
"Put your wrists out," he instructed, beginning to fold the leather through the buckle in an intricate pattern I couldn't follow.
"Wha- what?" I stuttered, wrapping my hands over my breasts, suddenly feeling entirely vulnerable beneath his dominant gaze.
He paused his handiwork, tugging at my arms gently and raising my palms towards him in a prayer motion.
"Firstly," he paused, continuing to loop the black belt, "don't ever cover yourself up again, it displeases me."
I nodded obediently, my chest rising and falling in anticipation.
"Secondly, when I give you an instruction, you are to follow it. Is that understood?"
I nodded again, entranced.
He smiled in satisfaction before pulling each of my hands through the loops of the belt, makeshift handcuffs now surrounding my wrists.
He pulled on the slack of the material slightly, tightening the device and running a few fingers underneath to ensure it wasn't completely flush to my skin.
He looked down at me, his gaze dark and salacious, "is this okay?"
"Yes," I replied instinctively, my own voice hoarse, thick with desire.
He smirked in return, placing a knee between my legs as he pushed the bind backwards, my arms now stretched above my head.
He snapped his fingers, causing my hands to secure themselves against the bed, as if they were weighed down by a heavy force.
I squirmed slightly, testing the magical bond to see if I could lift myself up, but I was stuck, only able to wriggle the rest of my body.
Draco kissed me again as a distraction, biting harshly against my lip whilst I pushed myself into him, begging with my body.
I whimpered quietly as he rubbed his boner into my sensitive spot, the sound causing him to retract his head to look at me.
"Are you going to stay silent, or am I going to have to do something with this pretty little mouth too?" He ran his thumb pointedly over my bottom lip, pushing against it.
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Venom & Virtue
Romance17 year old Seraphina Hendrix is the new arrival at Hogwarts School. After spending 9 years under the care of Ministry auror, Kingsley Shacklebolt, she prepares for her first year of magical education. But what she doesn't account for, is the pre...