We spend the majority of Christmas day laid out on the common room couch, picking at sweets, drinking hot chocolate, reading, and snogging.
"You are too sore," Draco mumbles on my lips after I try to unbuckle his belt.
He's right, of course. Last night, it wasn't as noticable because the stretch of my pussy had not fully set in yet. This morning, though, I have to put forth effort not to grimace everytime I walk.
"I'm fine," I say immediately.
"Nuh-uh," Draco says, lifting my hungry hands and pinning them down into the couch cushion by my face. "We're going to build up stamina, not just start fucking like animals."
"Oh, are we?" I say, raising my eyebrows. "Because that was not my plan."
"I don't want to hurt you," he says, kissing my jawline.
"Draco. . ." I groan.
"E."
"Please."
"Later."
"Fuck me."
"I want to."
I'm preparing to sulk over it, frowning at him.
"I'm not made of glass, Malfoy."
"Oh shit," Draco chuckles. "Malfoy?"
"Mmhm."
"Don't. Be. A. Brat," he says, kissing at various points of my face in between each word.
I sigh, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"But I have so many new pairs of panties to try on," I say, a manipulative little smirk on my face. His eyes widen.
He buries his head into my neck and groans, gripping my hips like a vice. After a few moments of inner turmoil, he leans up and he's looking downright ravenous, already blushing, his pupils dilated. I didn't get a chance to actually look at the panties he got for me, but judging by the look on his face, he really wants to see me in them.
"You win," Draco growls, grabbing my hand and yanking me up from the couch. I giggle excitedly as he leads me to the doorway to the dormitories.
When we get into his dormitory, he's already loosening his belt, kissing me with tongue.
I step back and smirk at him.
"Before we fuck. . ." I trail off, teasing him.
"Oh, now that's just cruel," he says darkly, his eyes sweeping down my body.
"I think. . ." I start, stepping towards the entrance to the lavatory. "I need a shower."
I make it all the way through the door to the bathroom and out of sight. Then I chuckle to myself and peak back around the doorway. He's standing frozen in the middle of his room, belt undone, eyes wide and fluttering.
"Aren't you coming?"
"Oh, fuck me," he mumbles under his breath, and he crosses the distance in two strides, following right on my heels as I walk into the boy's communal showers.
It's not long before he catches up to me, and he immediately reaches for the hem of my shirt, ripping it over my head and then crashing his lips to mine.
I remove his belt as I kiss him, then undoing the button to his trousers and pulling down. Honestly, what was the point of even getting dressed this morning? He's already pulling my leggings down, exposing my panties, and he's soon practically ripping them off of my body, moaning on my mouth and grasping the back of my neck.
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Fuckboy {Draco Malfoy 18+}
Fanfiction"You want to know what I taste like?" I say, leaving my mouth slightly open. I can feel Malfoy's breath on my lips. He doesn't answer, but his breath hitches as he looks down. "You really want to know?" "Just do it," Malfoy barks. "So I can have som...
