❝ Always and forever sounds good, doesn't it? ❞
❝ Always and forever sounds like a lifetime of you and me together. And it sounds perfect. ❞
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this story contains 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 s3x scenes, explicit content.
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A Draco Malfoy fanfictio...
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"I care because I fucking love you" he snapped as he ran his hand through his hair, his eyes still on me as my lips fell open and my eyes widened.
"I—" I cut myself off and instead started taking steps forwards, making him take steps backwards. We reach the bed and I push him onto it, making him sit on the bed as I'm standing in front of him.
I climb onto him and starts kissing his neck.
All I could think of was how I wanted him to fuck me. How he would slam himself inside of me merciless and talk to me whilst he's doing it. How I wanted to feel his warm breath against my skin as he is touching every inch of my body.
"And I love you " I say as I start kissing from his jaw down to his neck, sucking and probably leaving marks. I notice how he is trying to stay calm as I'm in control.
"Darling, you're drunk" he whispers as I continue to press my lips against his skin. I ignore him and instead I place my hands on his chest and push him down, making him lay in his back as I'm on top with my lips all over him.
My lips travels from his neck down to his chest as I continue to move down to his stomach and kiss his abs.
I continued down to his torso until I was close to his sweatpants, the moment I was about to pull them off, I feel him take ahold of my chin, tightly, once again making me look up at him.
A smirk grows on my lips as I pull away from his touch and lick his abs.
"I suggest you stop because if I lose control, you'll be begging for me to stop" he said in a low tone, his voice husky.
Butterflies filled my stomach as he pulls me up and flips me over making him be on top.
I don't say anything, instead I inspect his appearance. How his hair is hanging messily down his forehead as his grey eyes is plastered on me as he starts brushing his hands over every inch of my body.
His knee is pressed up against my pussy and his hand is around my throat.
A smirk appears on his face as he looks at me, beneath him, struggling to get out of his grip.
He smirked as he leant down and placed a soft kiss on lips, slowly biting on it "so do you want me to fuck you or not?"
I was about to answer but felt his other hand grabbing my breast tightly, massaging it.
"Open that pretty mouth," he said as he pressed his knee further, and harder up against my pussy "and answer me, mon amour"
"I want you to fuck me" the words escaped my lips before I could register it. The smirk on his face grew and he slowly looked my up and down, inspecting my body, as he licked his lips.
