Malfoy's Mudblood | Draco Malfoy

Chapter 9

Stepping inside Jenavieve's bedroom, Draco admired the room before him, looking similar to his, yet, seemingly more whimsical. Jenavieve stood in the middle of her room dumbfounded. She glanced back at Draco, slightly embarrassed from quickly forgetting where she had placed her record that she wanted to show to Draco. She remembered it hadn't been in the record rack beside the record player in the living room. She thought that she had left it on her nightstand after admiring the grooves in the record, however, peering in her room, she couldn't find it anywhere. As she gazed into his icy eyes hesitantly, she felt a slight flutter in her stomach. Her gut had begun getting excited over him, this was terribly bad, she thought to herself. Draco gazed directly back at her, the way she stared up at him with almost puppy dog eyes pleading... The tent in his slacks grew tighter. Jenavieve noticed Draco's eyes grow darker in lust, her heart only fluttering more as he smirks slightly, approaching with tender eyes. As he approached her, he shut the door behind him without glancing back. Staring at the tall dark man in front of her, light blonde hair hanging over his eyes slightly, seductive thoughts loomed over her head. This cannot be happening, she thought alarmingly, I swore him as a friend, nothing more. I can't risk the same thing happening, not what happened last time, she warned herself cautiously, however, her body and subconscious knew what they wanted and she obliged. As Draco drew in closer towards her, she slightly stepped back until she was a mere few inches away from the wall behind her as she became aware of her surroundings, knowing that there was no escape. Satisfied, Draco drew his hand to her face and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, his slender finger tracing down her jawline to her chin. Draco slowly drew his face to hers, passing her face and guiding his lips to her ear, "I know you want me, Jenavieve," he whispered seductively in his deep raspy voice, a smirk curling on his lips. Jenavieve's breath hitched, she wanted him, she needed him. Draco drew his face back to steady his face mere centimeters away from hers as he looked down at her from his tall stature. His eyes expressed fiery desire and lust in his icy blue eyes, Jenavieve's mimicked his. Draco gently drew in and their lips lightly grazed each other showing his soft side. Draco smirked into the kiss, amused by his taunting of being so soft. Abruptly, he slammed her against the wall behind her as his large hand reached for her neck, gripping it tightly, his silver rings pinching against her neck the coldness of them making her moan into the kiss slightly as they intimately expressed their attraction for each other. Draco leaned further into the kiss, his hand gripping her neck tighter as his other hand pressed into the wall holding him up as he captivated her. Murderous thoughts entered his head as he leaned his lower half against her, allowing her to feel the tightness of his tent, Jenavieve lightly moaning in response, making Draco only desire her more. Draco detached their lips allowing the both of them to take a breath from the heated session. Fluttering her eyes open, Jenavieve glanced at Draco's lust-filled eyes, in slight dismay at the sudden loss of contact as his sweet breath fanned over her. Draco only smirked satisfied with himself, and dove back into the kiss, Jenavieve moving her lips eagerly to meet Draco's passion.

Draco removed his arm from the wall and began feeling down the side of her body, her waist, her hips, gripping her love handles briefly, as she moans into the kiss. Jenavieve started with a jump guiding Draco to her bed, the two of them never breaking contact, Draco swiftly spun himself around, pressing his hips inter hers, his tent searching for more contact. The two flopped on to the bed, Draco on top of her, as he began kissing down her jawline towards her body, gentle lovebites appearing after his gentle kisses, causing Jenavieve to become more aroused than she already had been. As he made his way down her stomach, his cool large hand soothingly traced her inner thigh up and down. Jenavieve bucked her hips up unintentionally, her body desiring more physical contact. Smirking, Draco returned back to her lips and began kissing her passionately once again, his hand beginning to trace her heat, flicking his finger up and down her clothed slit. Aching for more, Draco forced her skirt off with her help, as she unbuttoned her blouse and tossed it onto the floor. The two kissed each other in between the constant tossing of clothing, never wanting to end the fluid contact between them. As Draco shimmied his slacks off after he had fluidly flipped his shirt over his head, Jenavieve placed her hand lightly on his warm chest, tracing his muscle tones repeatedly. Her cheeks heated quickly, blushing from the heavenly appearance before her. Kissing each other passionately, Draco gently grazed his tongue on her lower lip, pleading for access into her mouth, she accepted and the two exchanged tongue fights as he skillfully unclipped her bra, tossing it on to the floor along with the rest of their clothing items. Now only being in her panties, Draco slid his hand down her smooth body, gently fumbling with her breasts as she tossed her head back from the arousal of his touch. Draco continued down her waist, meeting the lace of her black panties, quickly snapping on her hip and she moaned in desire from the pleasing feeling of both pleasure and pain. Smirking into the kiss, Draco grazed his hand down her clothed heat and moved the clothing to the side, flicking his finger up and down her soaking slit, giving extra affection to her small nib. Wanting more touch, Jenavieve moaned as she bucked her hip and gripped his luscious blonde hair tightly. Satisfied by her response, Draco forced two fingers into her slowly, Jenavieve throwing her head back in response. He thrusted his two fingers painfully slowly into her soaking heat sensually as he detached from the kiss and admired the sight before him, Jenavieve all flustered by his skill, heat rising to her face as her cheeks lightly dusted with rouge. Suddenly, he took away the contact in her heat, Jenavieve groaning in dismay. Only to become excited once more as Draco fumbled with his boxers, forcing them down and kicking to the side elegantly, revealing his mighty length, precum glossing the tip. Jenavieve's eyes slightly widened, expecting a much smaller member based on his ego and behavior. Giving himself a few pumps down his length as he threw his head back, tossing his blonde hair, he growled under his breath, "beg," as he looked back down at Jenavieve making fierce eye contact with her. Playing the same game, Jenavieve responded, "make me," seductively at him. Groaning once more, Draco leaned toward her, now hovering over her as his hair fell forward, grazing his eyes. Jenavieve became greatly enchanted in his deep ocean eyes, unwilling to make eye contact whatsoever.

"Beg," he sternly growled once more, sliding his hard length up and down Jenavieve's slit, making her buck her hips, merely begging for more contact. She playfully bucked her hips forward, only causing Draco to put in more effort in restraining himself from thrusting into her harshly already. He slowly pushed his slick tip in, maintaining strict eye contact with her as a coy smirk tugged his lips. Coaxing Jenavieve to give in, unable to hold in any longer, she pleaded, "please, Draco, I need you in me." she whispered in defeat, eager to have his hard length fully in her. With those words, Draco pushed his long length into her heat, her tight pussy causing him to moan quietly under his breath as his left hand gripped her hip harder from the pleasing pressure on his cock, his other hand gripping her throat hoarsely. Feeling his length in her, Jenavieve moaned in relief and threw her head back, forcing her eyes shut from the great pleasure and pain from his hefty length. Draco bucked his hips in and out of her, spreading her legs slightly more and redirecting both of his hands to the crook of her waist to hit deeper inside of her. Jenavieve panted at the mere sight before her, the tall lean man gripping her neck, only turning her on more, as he forced his huge length in and out of her tight heat, his muscle toned body flexing. Hitting her g-spot, Jenavieve gasped, expressing a deep moan in extreme satisfaction, only causing Draco to go faster chasing after his high. By her reaction, he thrusted in the same crook, causing Jenavieve's eyes to roll to the back of her head, barely being able to handle the immense pressure in her core.

"Who do you think you are, muggle, who do you belong to?" He groaned as his tip began twitching inside her, nearly reaching his edge.

"no one," she expressed, she forced out past her lips, teasingly as she gazed into his eyes deeply. Immediately, Draco slowed down his thrusts to a painfully slow pace. Jenavieve whined a little, as her high reversed from the loss of speed. In a devilish smirk, Draco forced his tip in slightly, coming to a complete halt.

"Who do you belong to, princess," he whispered seductively in her ear as he bent forward, his velvety breath fanning over her face. Jenavieve gulped, not wanting to give an impression of the arousal Draco gave her. Jenavieve stayed quiet. After not getting a response to his question, Draco devilishly thrusted at a painstakingly slow pace, only coaxing her more.

"Jennie," Draco expressed teasingly under his deep, velvety voice, elongating the second syllable of her given nickname.

"mmm, Draco," Jenavieve expressed back, moaning his name as she whined slightly.

"Who do you belong to," he continued once more, taunting her as he slightly picked up the pace of his deep thrusts. He stood tall as his hips came in contact with hers.

"you, Draco," she replied, slightly muffled by her moans as Draco immediately began picking up his pace once more.

"What's my full name? The whole complex needs to know who you belong to, Jennie," Draco continued, a taunting rise in his voice as he only thrusted deeper, faster, inside her. At the sound of his deep velvety voice, she edged closer towards her high.

"You, Draco Malfoy, I belong to you," Jenavieve barely managed to word out as the sound of his full name from her lips caused Draco to thrust himself over the edge, panting heavily throwing his head back, as he hit Jenavieve's g-spot one last time, causing her to moan out as well as pleasure coursed through her veins, her legs shaking involuntarily. She panted Draco's name in satisfaction of the orgasm as Draco pumped at a standard pace repeatedly, both of them easing off of their high. Draco smirked at her words, slowly halting his hips to a stop. He pulled out and kissed Jenavieve gently on the lips before stepping out of her bedroom, naked and all, towards the bathroom to take a nice heated shower.