crave

eighty-one

a/n: this is literally the longest fucking chapter ever and it's legit ALL smut. anyways, 3 hours later, and i present to you p0rn in word form

i walk into the common room and draco looks at me from the couch "welcome back, elizabeth" he says as he stands up. "i was just about to go up to the astronomy tower" i say though i already know i'm not going anywhere. he walks closer to me and his hand grabs my face, making me look straight at him.

"go up those stairs, to my room, take that fucking skirt off and sit your pretty ass on my bed. i'll be up soon" he seethes into my face before backing away. "now" he spits once he notices me not moving. "yes, sir" i say , remembering what he did the last time i said that. he nods as i turn to walk up the stairs.

i walk into his room and smile as i look into the mirror and pull my skirt down. i sit down on the bed and sigh as i lay down.

a minute later the door opens and draco walks in. "good girl, elizabeth" he says as he looks at me. he walks over to the dresser across the room and opens a drawer before pulling out a 2 pairs of standard handcuffs.

his eyes are dark as he turns back to me, walking to the bed. he grabs my hand and jerks it up to the side of the bed "i've been waiting to use these on you, elizabeth" he says still not looking down at me. "should have used them sooner" i laugh and he looks down at me "you don't know what you've gotten yourself into, elizabeth. there are so many things you've done that i just let slide, no more" he says before hooking the handcuff to the bed so i can't move my hand.

he walks over to the other side of the bed and hooks my hand to the bed "i've got plans with cam tonight so don't take too long" i lie and he looks at me "cancel them, you're not walking out of here tonight" he scoffs as he walks away from the bed. he looks at me and lets out a breath as he starts to unbutton his shirt.

once his shirt is off he walks back over to the bed and looks down at me, his hand trails down my neck and to the top button on my shirt. "elizabeth, you're always walking around in these tight, little, shirts. letting every guy in school get a look at you. every sinngle on of them is imagining you, naked, submissive to their every move. yet, you still wear them. do you like to see me frusturated? having to watch your every move to make sure one of those guys don't dare to walk up to you" he says as he unbuttons my shirt slowly.

"or is it you just want to be a little slut for everybody to see" he glares at me as he moves the shirt so it's open completely. "though, i never say anything about it, because at the end of the day you're mine. and you'll always be mine. not brandons. or blaise's. or cam's. or any of the other hungry fucking pervs in this school" he says as he hand grips my throat, causing my breath to hitch. "do you understand" he glares dowwn at me and i nod. "words' he orders, squeezing harder "yes, sir" i croak out and he let's go of my throat, "good girl" he seethes.

he looks at my body, that is now only in my underwear, and an evil smile shines on his face "so many things to do, and so much time to do them" he breaths out as he lightly drags the tip of his finger down my body. his touch is so slow, and so light, that it causes goosebumbs to appear on my arms. he hooks his finger onto my underwear and looks down at me as he pulls them down my legs and throws them on the floor.

at this point my body is craving his touch, longing for the feeling of him in between my legs. he grabs scissors out of his nightstand and cuts the straps of my bra so he can pull it off "draco, that was one of my favorites" i groan and he shakes his head "don't speak unless spoken to" he say and i sigh.

he back away, his eyes scanning every inch of my body, the tent in his pants growing with every look. he smirks as he walks over to the small fride/freezer thing he has in his room and opens it up. i can't see what he pulls out due to the handcuffs holding me back. all i know is that it can't be good.