𝔗𝔬𝔪 𝔉𝔢𝔩𝔱𝔬𝔫 𝔒𝔫𝔢-𝔰𝔥𝔬𝔱𝔰 ✭

Good Morning || Draco Malfoy ||

▸Draco's POV◂

I walked into my room after a quick shower, facing my girlfriend who was dozing off peacefully. A smile slowly slipped onto my face as I took her features in. I slipped on my uniform, leaving my robe on the chair. 

I walk to her side of the bed, and knelt to wake her up, "Y/N, baby?" I caress her hair as I call out her name a few more times.  "Baby, wake up-"  my voice shook and went silent when I looked down and my eyes caught the sight of her chest. Her beautifully sculpted breasts were exposed by her tank top. I gulp, inhale slowly and cover my hard-on with my palm. I look up to hear her sigh and see her sulk further down into the bedsheets and blankets and the motions causes the blankets to shift around her, my view of her chest blocked. 

I get slightly annoyed, so I moved closer to her sleeping body. Still on my knees, I shift the blankets away from her chest, the view alone causing dirt thoughts and making me involuntarily groan. My hands move to her breasts and knead them, causing a deep, satisfied sigh to be released from her pouting lips. I groan yet again, as she shifts slightly, leaning into my hands. 

Hovering above her, I kiss her face, her neck; her collarbones. "Baby, wake up.." repeating myself at least 4 more times before she wakes up giggling. She looks up at me with clear, innocent eyes. Within a few seconds, I pin her arms above her head and she gasps. Leaving wet trails of opened mouthed kisses from her neck to the top of her breasts, she struggles to release her wrists from my grip. 

I gently suck on the top of her breasts, causing a moan and my name to fall from her lips, her eyes screwed shut. I shift my attention to her collarbone, sucking a few marks onto it, biting down gently after a few. Freeing her wrists, I pull her into a hug, kissing her. She manages to wrap her arms around my neck, playing with my hair at the base of my head. The sounds of kisses and slight moans fill the air. 

She pulls away and rubs her thighs together between my knees. Panting heavily, I look at her. 

▸Y/N's POV◂

Draco lifts me up and makes me sit in his lap as he rapidly pulls off my tank top, making me bounce slightly. You try to hide the shy smile edging it's way onto your face as Draco removes his white shirt. Draco pulls into his lap, above his crotch, your breathe hitching as you feel him under you. You pull him close by the back of his neck, kissing him, leaving not a single millimeter of space between your bodies. Draco breaks the kiss and instead sucks on your nipples causing you to bite your lower lip. You thread your fingers through his hair, lean your head back and try, but fail miserably, to contain your moans. 

You felt the wetness between your legs and got highly uncomfortable, attempting to rubs your thighs together, you tightens your thighs around him. You stopped moving when he gripped your waist, preventing you from grinding on him any further. 

"Dra... I can't-t,... please-!" you say as you screw your eyes shut with impatience. He detaches himself from your left breast and smirks, "Impatient much?" You nod shamelessly, eyes begging him to touch you, to do anything to relieve what you feel. 

He got up off the bed and started stripping, the remainder of his clothes falling to the floor in a pile. You gulp at the sight of him and look away from embarrassment. "Come here, love," he calls in a deep husky like voice, pulling you into his lap as he sits comfortably against the headboard. You sank down onto him, your legs on either side of him. Exhaling, you open your eyes slowly to see him staring intently at you. Draco holds your waist as he slowly thrusts up into you. Your head falls onto his shoulder, only for him to tighten his hold on you and deepen his thrusts. 

You let out a light, throaty moan when he thrusts upward and hits that special spot. Smirking evilly, he holds down you body at an angle and groans hitting the same spot at a speed unimaginable. You exclaim with short moans, feeling a mixture of both pain but even more pleasure. 

As time goes on, you feel a pit form in the depths of your stomach, and your head heavy with fuzz. "Ahh-ah-! Dra-Draco... I'm -" You try your best to inform him, but you snap all too soon, releasing onto him, whimpering lowly, head on his shoulder. 

His thrust get sloppier and his mouth produces dirtier sounds and words as he kept thrusting upward chasing his climax making you bounce.  Burying his head into your neck crevice, he groans, making you gently hold his head in place. 

Your cheeks turn a dark red as you realize what just happened, and you hide your face against his chest. He rests your body on the bed next to him, turning to look at you, leaning his head on this head; his elbow beside your head. 

"Good morning, love."