I want you to keep it (DracoXreader) 18+ smut

Chapter 17

Snape sat us together at the back, now normally he punishes people by sitting them at the front but I'm not sure if it's because of Asteria or the fact he knew sitting with Malfoy was punishment enough. The thought of having to make a potion with, know it all Draco made me wanna die. I just hoped he'd give us something easy. "Angel's trumpet draught" great, I sighed. Luckily I've read up on this potion, bad part is I know it's very hard to make. I groan as I watch everyone coming back from the ingredients room at the back, I don't like to go first it's way to crowded. Once I watch everyone seated I manage to convince myself to get up and go the the ingredients room. As I reached the door I headed straight for the unicorn horn, I hated using it as I thought it was horrible and inhuman but shit happens. The ingredients room was so different to the rest of Snapes class room, his classroom had big windows with black shutters and it all had a dark and dismal feel to it. The ingredients room had a more cozy feel to it, 3 walls were lined with shelves all the way up to the ceiling with jars filling every single one, some of the more high up ones clearly hadn't been used in years as the labels were completely unreadable but one wall was just a long counter from wall to wall. It had equipment like things to cut, crush, powder your ingredients and many more weird advanced things.

I took the horn and placed it into a bowl, as I started crushing it I heard Draco come in, I don't even know how I knew it was him I just did. I shut my eyes and inhaled slowly as I felt him near me, I exhaled slowly opening my eyes. his breath tickled my neck as he peered over my shoulder "you're doing it wrong" his words made me slam my equipment down and lean my hands against the table "oh really, of course I fucking am" I spat refusing to turn round and look at him, his hands slithered round me as I lent on the table. I could almost feel his arms on my waist but he grabbed the Mortar and pestle and started crushing it in a figer of 8 motion and it easily fell to dust. His jaw was right near the top of my head, if I was standing up straight I'm sure he'd be leaning his head on me. That's when he lent more forward into me, his dick landed right on my arse, Unluckily we were clothed. I gasped slightly at the contact and tried to cover it up with clearing my throat but I know he heard. Once the horn was completely dust he put down the equipment and lent his hands on the table ether side of my hips. I wanted to make some snarky comments but also didn't as I didn't really want him to stop. He lifted one hand and started playing with the hem of my skirt just like he did earlier "it's like you want to lose" I said giving him a clearly pissed off tone, he laughed lightly in my ear "I'm not touching you, you'd have to beg for me to ever do that again. you know that" his voice was groggy and sensual almost like every word was a moan. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. I just stood there and bit my lip trying to regain control of myself. His hand started slowly lifting up my skirt until it was right over my arse, he then lent into my ear pressing himself against me again. I groaned out accidentally, and lent a little more forwards but still keeping my arms extended holding myself up.

"Do you want me to take you right here and now, little witch" he whispered into my ear that's when I realised he was playing with me, he just wanted me to beg for him. God I wanted to, but I wasn't gonna give him the satisfaction "you're such a fucking arse" I pushed myself into his chest pushing him back only a step but it was enough for me to slip out of his grip, grabbing the bowl of now crushed horn I shouted back to him "don't forget any ingredients" as I walked away back to our table. Because we were sat at the back no one seemed to notice me walk back in, I sat and started sprinkling the horn into the bubbling cauldron. flicking through my book to make sure I knew what I was doing, Draco walked back in dropping all the ingredients on the table "you sure you know what you're doing?" He mocked me as he lent on the table "of course I do, I could do this on my own if I didn't need someone to fetch ingredients" I smirked to myself as I grabbed the Angels trumpet and threw it in "well looks like my job is done here" he then stood up straight and walked 4 isles down in front and started talking to a blonde girl, her hair was dead straight and she was wearing a blue robe. A god damn Ravenclaw? Seriously. I felt my blood start to boil and my knee start to bounce, No! I was not gonna let him do this to me again. Why do I care, he can fuck who he wants but I know for a fact he wants me.