Double Trouble || Draco Malfoy x Reader

Two Maybe Three? || chapter ninety-nine

𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟕𝐭𝐡, 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟔

The whole library was filled with quiet scratching— and I could see everyone's quills moving against their sheets of parchment as they studied. Every except for myself, of course.

A light feather found its way under my chin, and I wrinkled my nose at the ticklish gesture— trying to hold back a giggle. I turn my head to face the man responsible, and was surprised to Draco staring at me with his eyebrows raised.

'Focus, darling.'

A frown managed to find its way to my face and I pushed the books further away from myself. 'I can't.'

'You can't or you don't want to?' Draco challenges, pushing my books backward towards me. He opens it and starts to flip through the pages, and a small huff found it's way out my lips.

'Both.' I scoff, crossing my arms around my chest. 'I'm bored— I don't want to do this anymore.'

'Just do something, please, even if it is for the last few minutes.' Draco pleads, looking at the amount of work I've done compared to him. 'I don't want you falling behind.'

'I'm not and I won't.' I assure him calmly, resting my head down against the table. 'But all you've done is that stupid essay for the past hour. My attention span is very limited, Draco, I can't handle it.'

Draco sighs and shuts his book. 'Fine, let me finish this last sentence and we'll leave.'

A victorious grin grew across my face, and I sat up with a slightly prouder look on my face. I look across the library and saw Harry indulged into that peculiar book again, and there was no sign of Ron or Hermione being near him.

They were always with him— weird.

After a few more minutes, Draco rolled up his sheet of parchment into a scroll and stuffed it in his bag. He stood up from his seat and held a hand out for me, which I gladly accepted.

I gave Draco a tiny grin, and he was quick to return the gesture with a smirk. He was never one to be afraid to show affection publicly, so naturally he pressed a short kiss against my lips— not caring if anyone was watching.

'I'm so sorry for making you wait for so long, darling.' Draco whispers softly against my lips, 'But you've been a very good girl for me, so I'll make sure to be extra nice once we get to our room.'

I smirk against his lips and this time gave him a quick peck myself— whispering against him. 'Good.'

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Draco was kissing softly over my thighs, clutching either side of my pyjama bottoms waistband. He had them pulled half-way down my thigh, and moved slowly over the warm areas of skin where he left his feathery touch.

My head was thrown back against the pillow, and my hand had found it's way to his head— clutching a handful of his platinum blond hair in my fists.

'Is this why you were getting all rowdy in the library, hm?' Draco said softly in between kisses, 'Missed my touch? My full attention?'

'Mhm...' I hum quietly in agreement, a small whine escaping my lips when he moved away from my thighs and pulled my pyjamas back up. He hoovered over me instead, and my hand immediately found it's way to his chest; clutching onto his black hoodie. 'Why'd you stop?'