Double Trouble || Draco Malfoy x Reader

I love you more || chapter one-hundred and eleven

"Draco, fucking, Malfoy."

Draco, who was sat down on a chair in front of our room's desk, turned his head to see me coming towards him, the bathroom door open and steam pouring into our room. Step by step, water dripped from the ends of my hair, a warm smile spread across my face. His eyes trailed along the black satin robe that was pulled around my shoulders, an inevitable grin etched across his face the second he caught a glimpse of my lingerie laying beneath.

In that second he already forgot about all the work he was due to catch up on and patted his lap, allowing me to sit in my rightful seat. He immediately grabbed me by my hips and rolled his head back, eyes locked onto mine as my lips drag themselves along his clavicles up to his pulsating adam's apple.

I took my time, valuing our time together more than I had before the incident. With a war awaiting just ten feet ahead of me, we would have to value every second time gave us together. Being friends with Harry and the Order made our odds of survival beyond scary, but in the end it was just me and him and we were going to make it work while we could.

With that said, as soon as my mouth touched his, Draco took immediate control. I could feel his hand tangling itself in my hair. But he was so gentle. So warm. His every breath ghosted across my lips and his hand in my hair tightened, drawing me even closer to him.

I automatically rested my hands on top of his shoulders while he deepened the kiss, an enraged flame spreading across the base of our stomachs. He slipped a dainty curl behind my ear as our embrace progressed, meanwhile my hands moved to catch his face. I ran a hand along his jaw towards the nape of his neck, collecting a tuft of hair in between my fingers. I pull lightly on his hair, forcing his head to tilt further back so I could meet his lips with more of my own control.

He traced a hand along my body and surprised me with the buck of his hips. My lips drew away from his so they could achieve a gasp of air, my eyes travelling to where Draco started to bounce me up and down on his lap. Draco drew short, quick breaths in and out through his nose, grinning when he saw my face redden.

One of my hands slip under his jaw, Draco being quick to press himself against it, relishing the warmth of my palm against his skin.

Draco slowly slipped a hand along the small of my back and held me against his stomach so his other hand could slip into his trousers, my back arched in order to keep my lips on his.

I could hear the unbuckling of his belt and the shifting of his trousers as he pulled them off his legs, and before I knew it I could feel his hard length pressing against my laced knickers. He lets me pull back from him again and helps me out a bit as he hikes up my robes up to my waist, allowing me to slip my knickers down my thighs before they eventually fall from my ankles and onto the floor.

We began to tear each other's clothes off and Dracos shirt lost several buttons along the way when finally it came down to just us, skin on skin. I slid my fingers across his shoulders while his hands pressed down on my hips, lowering me right until his tip nudged itself through my slit and stood waiting by my entrance.

We both looked at each other, breathing heavily as sin poured from our teeth and tongue. Nothing had to be said, our eyes did all the speaking.

And just like that he pushed my legs apart, forcing me to straddle him while his hands forced my hips down. He sank into me slow, making sure to take his time as my head rolled forward against his shoulder that my fingernails dragged across, his mouth finding itself at the juncture of my neck.

He kissed along all of my bodies sweet-spots, one hand still on my hips and the other tangled in my hair, keeping my head pressed against his shoulder as my warm breath ghosted across his clavicles.