Double Trouble || Draco Malfoy x Reader

Love is in the Air || chapter ninety-three

Fortunately after a couple of days we had all made it back home safely, and Draco was thankfully feeling a lot better than he had in a while.

We were back in our room that had been cleaned of all its horrific memories, and Molly ensured that Draco would feel more comfortable by swapping out the bed duvets, sheets, and pillowcases with new ones- along with the fact she had covered the patch of floor he had collapsed onto with a nice fluffy white rug after cleaning and polishing the wood over multiple times.

A gentle summer breeze seeps into our room through the open window, the crisp cold air belonging to the summer night blowing softly through my hair.

I sat at the windowsill with my knees tucked up to my chest, watching the deep green leaves rustle gently in the breeze, the great oak trees standing tall in the night sky. Moonlight shone down into the room, casting its dim light onto my relaxed face.

A warm pair of lips met my neck amidst my peace, delivering a soft kiss. A tiny gasp escapes my lips from the warm contact, feeling a chill ripple down my spine whilst my cheeks began to heat up immensely.

'Draco...' I breathe, slowly turning my head to look up at the boy whom had grown progressively manlier and more masculine over the course of the summer. All of his features remained familiar, whether it was the adorable button shape his nose took or the familiarity of his platinum blond hair- either way he certainly looked older.

But he looked beyond fucking good.

Fuck you puberty.

'Y/N...' Draco whispers back softly, his hot breath travelling down my neck. The warmth of his minty breath forced the hairs on the back of my neck to stand, and my cheeks suddenly began to feel rather hot.

'Are you doing what I think you are?' I ask him quietly, looking up at him with narrowed eyes.

'Well, what do you think I'm doing, darling?' Draco questioningly raises one of his sharp eyebrows at me, gently brushing his hand down my back.

I tilt my head towards his light grey joggers in silence, my gaze flickering to the very obvious erection straining against the soft cotton material. Draco chuckles softly, following my gaze. 'Well then... it seems your correct.'

All of the sudden Draco swoops me off the windowsill in his arms, and I couldn't help but lightly take my lip in between my teeth; carefully biting down onto my bottom lip as he gently sets me down against the beds soft bed duvets. His eyes scan every inch of my skin hungrily, desperately tugging at the matching white fuzzy pyjama set I had on.

Although it was summer which meant it was incredibly warm, I still adored the comfort of any fluffy kind of material. So obviously I resorted into wearing a fuzzy crop top, and shorts. That way I could stay both cool amidst the heat and still feel comfy. Score.

'Go on then...' I whisper lowly, teasingly perking one of my eyebrows at him. After his desperate tugs hinting at me to take it off, Draco took great joy in being able to do the job himself. He smirks his signature Draco Malfoy smirk, pulling the fuzzy tank up to my chest to reveal my breasts to him before fully pulling it over my head and off.

Draco gently cups both of my breasts in his hands, groaning quietly to himself when he began to massage small circles around them, placing a few hasty kisses against the warm flesh here and there. Each time he planted a kiss, he decided to teasingly press his lips closer to my nipples. He took the sensitive flesh into his warm and wet mouth, gently using his teeth to mark the skin, making sure to place his lovebites where he could.