𝐃.𝐌 + 𝐓.𝐑|𝟏𝟖+
𝐄𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭/𝐛𝐝𝐬𝐦/𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬
The new maid, Mariah Miller, attracts the attention of the two brothers of malfoy mannor, Tom Riddle and Draco Malfoy.
The book that gets KINKIER by the chapter.
"My other favourite par...
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__ Narrators Pov __
At first, she was hesitant, doubtful almost. A sense of indiscreet awkwardness lurking in both of their presence.
They stood there gazing at each other for a moment after Draco permitted her into his room, attempting to figure out what the other person actually wanted.
Mariah took a breath, corrected her stance and spoke. regaining the unique confidence she always had around him. "What bet Then?"
The blond never took his eyes off of her even though Mariah looked away, down at the floor.
Draco rolled his tongue in the inside of his cheek amusingly, smiling to himself before allowing Mariah to know.
"Well don't ignore me." Snapped Mariah, becoming impatient with him.
He turned on his heel and sat on the edge of his bed. Mariah watched as Malfoy brushed through his hair with those delicate fingers of his- how they would run over her curves so desirably. How he was so Intune with all that he was doing, even the simplest of things- how he would brush his lips multiple times on hers before leaving.
She knew this was the wrong time to fantasise but how could she not when he was sat there looking so- so...
She didn't want to admit for the millionth time but it was-
Good.
How he looked so good.
Mariah's chest began to rise and fall increasingly, her breathing being conducted by Malfoys movements.
Draco then began to move his hands down his torso, leaning against one of the brownish posters of his bed.
His hands were moving down towards the bottom of his t-shirt and as he did so he darted his eyes on the material that seemed to be dirty.
Mariah intriguingly watched as Draco was about to take his shirt off like she was already fantasying about it.
It had seemed that the care she once had for Toms judgement on her actions had disappeared. She felt guilty, but not too much that she would stop thinking about Draco completely.
