One Shots | Draco Malfoy

Wet Dreams

Summary: Draco confesses to y/n about the wet dreams he's been having about her. 

Y/n's small hand travelled lower, skimming over the happy trail that leads to his trousers. Her lips brushed his neck making goosebumps rise across his pale skin, every touch from her would send a shock of electricity through his veins. She was an addiction, and Draco had no desire to overcome it.

The sounds she made would play in his head forever, he was sure of it. Their hands were everywhere, needing to touch each other's skin. I lined myself at her entrance and our lips connected.

"Ready love?" Draco hovered over her, so close to connecting them in the way he always wanted.

"Wake up dumb ass!" Fucking Theo.

He groaned to himself, embarrassed that he'd had yet another explicit dream about his best friend. He wondered what she'd think if she ever found out, in his head every scenario ended in heartbreak.

Draco had successfully avoided her all week, every attempt she'd made to hangout he'd shut her down with some bullshit excuse but he should've known y/n would do something about it. That's how the blonde found himself limb locked and being levitated to her dorm. He was pissed but so was she, and fuck did she look sexy.

"Why're you acting so weird Draco?" She asked after lifting the spell. It's true, he had been acting strange but how could he not? Every time he looked at his the witch he'd think back to the dreams he'd been having. A hard dick is the last thing he needs right now, especially in a room alone with her.

"I'm not acting weird." He wasn't surprised when she rolled her eyes, an unimpressed look on her pretty face.

"Yes you are, and you've been avoiding me. Did I do something wrong?" 

He hated himself for turning into such a sappy fucking git over her but that sad pout cuts straight through him. Immediately he's pulling her into his chest, arms wrapping around her body.

"Of course you didn't, I've just been having these dreams and I don't know how to feel about them." He was practically squirming but he knew he had to explain himself to the girl or she'd think it was her fault he was being so odd. Who would've thought Draco Malfoy would feel the need to explain himself to anyone, then again y/n wasn't just anyone to him.

"Well why wouldn't you just say that? I've been running around all week trying to hang out with you and you've barely spoken two words to me."

 He doesn't answer, instead he gives her an apologetic look that has her eyes rolling yet again.

 "Go on then, what're the dreams you're having about?"

The Slytherin can't look her in the eye, the thought of telling her makes him cringe but maybe talking about it will make them stop. "They're actually about you."

"About me? What about me?" She pauses, a shocked look adorning her face, "are they like-" she waved her finger between the both of them, signaling to what she thinks it is and he nods, knowing she's already understood. "Oh- OH."

"Y/n, if this changes everything I completely understand but I need you to know I can't help it, that's why I've been avoiding you." The witch was silent, she just stared at him and he was sure he'd lost her forever.

That's why he was so stunned when she started making her way over to him, not stopping until their bodies were an inch away from each other's. Her hands went around his neck and started playing with the hair there, Draco leaned into her, deciding that if this is what he could get he'd take it.

"Tell me what I did in your dreams Draco." 

He about lost it when y/n's lips brushed across his neck, her nimble finger still tugging at his hair.