"ɪ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟꜰᴏʏ."
"ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ."
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What happens when you, the wittiest girl in the Slytherin house, landed yourself in so much trouble that you find yourself with both a new schedule and a new roommate- whom also happens to be yo...
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"Darling..." A voice whispered softly in my ear. A warm, ticklish sensation began to appear all over my face. "C'mon, darling. It's time to wake up..."
As my eyes slowly began to open to the new day, the warm sensation slowly began to travel down towards my stomach. There was a light thrum of rain against our cottage windows, one of which were slightly opened, allowing the fresh scent of wet, forest pine to blow into our room.
"Good morning, Draco..." Upon hearing my soft whisper, Draco looked up to see me staring down at him, a sense of love glittering in my eyes. "Morning, gorgeous." He grinned before he resumed trailing his kisses down my tummy.
It made me giggle a little, and I could feel the way Draco's lips curved against my skin when he smiled. "Your belly is lookin' good, mama." He whispered, gently tracing a hand up and down my stomach while he kissed his way in between my legs.
"I know..." I sigh deeply, feeling my knickers loosen around my waist as he dragged the cotton material down my legs. Moments later, his lips attached to my clit and my hands flew down to the back of his head.
Ever since we'd travelled back to England and moved ourselves into a little cottage, this had become Draco's favourite way of waking me up for the day.
"Hold your legs, baby." Draco whispered, picking both of my legs up from under my knees, guiding me to secure my hands around them— that way he had better access to his favourite place.
Doing exactly as he said, Draco took the moment to admire the sight. Pink and clenching around nothing but air, he chuckled when he saw a trail of liquid run down my thighs.
"Hardly even touched you, princess 'n your this wet already."
"Just shut up and touch me, Draco."
There's the pregnancy hormones kicking in.
"Okay."
Not even a second later, Draco buried his head in between my legs. He placed a hand on each of my hips, yanked me a little bit further forward and secured his mouth on my clit. Immediately throwing my head back against the pillows, I used my grip on his hair to yank his head closer to me.
"That's right, baby. Keep on tuggin','' Draco groaned, dragging his tongue from my hole to the tip of my clit. My pleasure quickly started to build up as the arousing texture of his tastebuds lapped repeatedly against that one special spot.
"Oh— oh god—," I moan pathetically. The second the sound left my mouth, I bit down on my lip hard, trying to muffle myself.
