MALFOY'S EMERALD (Two daddies and a half)

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: First lesson

AN: Hi guys, after long pause there is another chapter. It is btw around 5000 words so enjoy!! It is kind of my sorry for not posting earlier, but I had really shitty time and didn't have mood to write. Also in that time, when I was already down, my thoughts led me to conclusion that this story isn't even doing that good and is not so likeable by readers. But now I know, that even if there would be only 2 people, who likes this story it is worth keep on writing it. Anyway I will stop talking now and let you read it in peace. Love you guys and don't forget to comment or vote. I would love to communicate with you more and know your opinions. That's all..Bye loves!

The hand around my throat barely let me breath. I lightly tapped his forearm to let me go, but no use. Visible veins appeared on his muscular arms. The black shirt with golden ornaments had its sleeves rolled up, which made him look even more handsome. When he leaned on me and inhaled my scent from my neck, his whole body was pressed on mine. I could very well feel his bulge pressed on my stomach. Right leg of his parted my legs and his knee made some friction on my wet core. I let out shaky sigh, still not able to breath very much. He looked me deep in the eyes and smirked at my struggle. 

"Now I definitely know what my son sees on you. Indeed a wonderful mess you will be, little one." Smoky whispers left his mouth, the mouth I would love have on my lips and all over my body. The pressure on my throat slightly fell down and I could get some oxygen in me. Eventhough I wouldn't mind have different things in me. 

Wow..in times like these I'm really glad no one can read my mind. Otherwise it would be very awkward.

"Oh, so that's why you have your knee between my legs? "I whispered onto his lips infront of me. The grip again tightened and his leg gave more pressure on my clit. I whimpered and started to feel so weak. If my pride wouldn't be in the way I know I would already fell into his strong arms. 

"Careful with that tongue of yours Miss Slytherin, you don't want to make it worse than it already is. Now be a good girl and show us to your chamber. We don't want some unwanted audience for what's about to come." He ordered through his gritted teeth. He let go of my throat and I coughed little. 

"Ah get a grip girl. This was nothing compared to what you will be through." He spat from beside me and rolled his eyes. His free hand found its way to my lower back as I led him through the dark halls. Almost as he was making sure I wouldn't run away or something. The coldness of dungeons made me shiver and the wet towel around me wasn't helping. From the quiet space could be heard another footsteps. If that's Filch, I am in for another week of detention with Snape..great. 

"Lumos!" the already very familiar monotone voice said. And now I was between the dark, annoyed professor and rude, threatening married man. What an amazing company..

"Well, what we have here? Why am I not even surprised it's you Miss Slytherin, again? I thought I told you to go straight to your dorm." He said in stern voice without any emotion. Before I could even say something Mr. Malfoy had better idea, of course.

"Severus, I'm already handling the situation, so you can go back to your work. Miss Slytherin will recieve punishment for breaking the rules with me. " He announced and tried to get me away from Snape, but he catched my wrist. 

"With all respect Lucius, you are not professor at this school. Therefore you cannot take discipline of the students into your hands. She will come with me. After all I am the head of her house." With that he pulled me harshly from Mr. Malfoy's hands onto him. I truly started to feel like some toy, they are arguing about. 

"Sure, because your punishments worked to this moment very well. This insolent little girl needs someone, who will give her that kind of punishment, so she won't even think about breaking another rules. It seems like you aren't capable of that." He growled at Snape and came closer to us. With every step his cane made sound from the contact with stone floor. It made his appearance even more threatening. His hand again find its way around my waist and snatched me from Snape's grip.