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CHAPTER FOURTEEN: PAIN

❝ A SHARP PAIN SHATTERED MELODY'S BODY, LIKE SHE HAD BEEN STRUCK WITH A LIGHTNING BOLT. ❞

UNEDITED; will edit tomorrow.

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The rest of the time at the party for Melody was spent inside of Draco's dormitory; the sound of people yelling and screaming had uprose pass the stairs and into the students rooms as well.

Her back was against the silk duvet, which was now covered in her salty sweat that had been produced from her body, you could see the glistening of the clear substance as the light his her figure; the feeling of the material that was resting beneath her had begin to stick uncontrollably onto her fair creamed skin⸺ her hair was now a mess.  It was sprawled in many different areas, curving around her face and chest, sticking like a leech due to the liquid.

Melody's breathing was still erotic; the pace of her heart that had been beating through her chest, seeming as though it would tear through her skin and land on top of her, did not help whatsoever. The thumping of her puslating organ had been blantly visible as her body was trembling, more so her legs shaking frantically.

Her eyes were heavy, the lids barely staying open; though her mind begged them to just be able to keep visible, her bright emerald green began to become unnoticable as drowsiness filled through them.

When she saw the last light from her visible fade from view, her eyelids enclosing until she saw black and speckles of what could be stares, she then felt a cold semi rough and soft material on her thighs.

Melody's eyebrows furrowed.

"Don't worry, i'm just cleaning you up." Draco.

His voice was hoarse as always, it was also laced with a drunken sort of arousal; that when he had ate her out, had fulfilled his desires even more⸺that he could redo this night plenty of times; at least that was what Melody had gotten from it.

She tried to speak, but her pink lips only parted to let nothing but an airy sigh release from them.

"I did pretty good huh. You can't even speak properly." Draco said, mocking her as he glanced at the sight in front of him, his pale peach lips were twisted into a smirk of pride, the feeling of making her look so frail, weak, and powerless⸺seemed like an accomplishment to him.

"S-Shut up. " She tried to speak, her voice was croaky and felt dry from all the screaming she had done, as if she was in the desert for merely a week and have no sort of substance to endure from.

"What was that." He taunted, but then sighed which moreso sounded like a breathy chuckle from seeing her body give up and slump even more into his comforter. "Just relax, sleep if you need to. I'll wake you up when the party dies down or when its over." Draco said.  To which Melody let out a mumbled and sleepy 'hm' that sounded like an 'okay.'

And then she welcomed the darkness of a content sleep to overcome her figure.

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