*Trigger warnings*
-smut(voyeurism)
-blood
-talks of suicide
-self harm
*Draco's POV*
February 15th, 1997
I watch as Serenity gags on my cock trying to make me cum.
My hand wrapped up in her hair trying to get some form of release as I thrust into her mouth. I think of everything possible until one image, (or memory), pops into my mind helping me reach my high.
"Fuck." I hear muffled moans through my bedroom wall at the manor. "AH!" She cries.
I feel wrong listening to her pleasure herself through the wall in my room. I feel a shift in my joggers making me move uncomfortably.
"Just a little more." She whispers.
I imagine as she works her fingers through her clit as she thrusts one or two in her tight cunt.
It's been five minutes of listening to her muffled cries as she works herself to her high.
I couldn't hold back anymore. I was going to blue ball myself if I didn't do anything about my issue.
I move my joggers and boxers down my hips grabbing my erection stroking myself a few times before pumping myself matching the pace I think she's going at.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." I hear her begin to reach her high and the head board hit the wall, letting me know she went to grab it.
"Shit." I mumble to myself, squeezing my eyes shut, trying to stay quiet as I continue to pump myself.
"Right there." She mumbles.
I continue pleasuring myself listening to her as I imagine myself giving her the pleasure, she feels.
"Fuck." I groan with a few more strokes.
"Oh, fuck Draco!" My eyes shoot open, the last straw is her calling my name as she releases, causing me to release over my stomach and hand once she says my name.
I hear a content sigh and the attempts of her to calm her breathing before she gets up from her bed and I hear another door close.
I feel myself release into Serenity's mouth as she gags on my dick. I continue thrusting my hips riding out my high before she pulls her mouth away as I collapse on the bed.
Serenity walks out of her bathroom; face now clear from mascara and eyeliner. She sits next to me on the bed, I don't want to stay, but she'd follow me to my room if I left.
"So, what'd you think about this time?" She asks.
I turn my head to look at her, brows furrowed.
"Oh please, I know you don't think of me while I suck you off and I don't think of you when you fuck me. So, what'd you think about?" She asks again.
"Nothing, I thought of nothing."
"It was Aurora, wasn't it?"
"No, it wasn't." I sit up looking at her.
"Look I know neither of us actually like each other but use each other when we need a release, but please don't picture my sister. That's an insult to me."
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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖚𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖋𝖑𝖞 𝕰𝖋𝖋𝖊𝖈𝖙 ; 𝕯.𝕸
Fanfiction"Don't ever hit me again, understood?" He growls. I try and tug my wrist out of his hands. He only tightens his grip. He wraps his other hand around the back of my neck forcing me to look at him again. "Understood?" ~ "Get on the bed." He snarls. A...
