Draco Malfoy One-Shots

Quidditch Party (smut)

⚠️blood, choking, rope (tie?)-play, praise, degradation, punishment⚠️

Quick lil authors note: uh hii I'll have to think of a pen-name or sum but anyway this is my first story thing on wattpad and I tried my best but yeah idk. I also don't have many followers so idek if this'll really get much attention but if you're here and you're reading this: hii :).

"Aaand Malfoy grabs the snitch! Another victory for Slytherin!" Lee shouted, his voice magically carried out across the stadium.

I jumped up from my seat and cheered with the rest of the Slytherin crowd. Honestly I had never much cared for quidditch, but Draco's my best friend and I figured I should be there to cheer him on. I run from the stands to Draco and he catches me as I practically run into his chest, lifting me off the ground and spinning me around.

"You were so great out there!" I exclaimed once he set me back down.

"Thanks, y/n/n. Bet you didn't even know what was going on until I caught the snitch, did you?" He smirked.

"Shut up." I rolled my eyes.

Slytherin would be throwing a party tonight to celebrate their victory, of course. I began getting ready about 20 minutes before it started. I put on some mascara and ditched my robes for a short green skirt and a sleeveless black corset top. I attempted to put my hair up but decided against it because my hair wasn't cooperating and left my dorm once I heard music playing downstairs.

"Ah, there she is." Draco looked me up and down with the ghost of a smirk before handing me one of the two cups in his hands. I took the cup and sipped from it, then scrunched my face up.

"Blech. I hate beer, Draco, you know that." I said handing back the cup.

"Shit, sorry, wrong cup." He handed me the other one and took the previous from my hand. I took a cautionary sip of the next one and found it to taste much better than the beer. I smiled.

"That's better."

We were both a couple drinks in when one of my favorite songs started playing.

"Ooh! I love this song!" I shouted over the music.

Draco looked over at me, "shall we dance, y/n?" He offered his hand to me in mock chivalry.

Smiling, I took it and we started to dance like the drunken idiots we definitely were. As we danced, he grabbed my hand and spun me around a few times.

He then pulled me up against him from behind and spoke into my ear, "do you feel what you're doing to me, darling?"

Indeed, I felt him hard against my backside and the feeling of him against me like that had my body burning, craving more of his touch. I nodded and felt him smile against my neck.

"Would it be okay with you if I took you to a different room, darling?"

I could feel his breath against my ear and my neck, causing a shiver of excitement to run down my spine. I turned around to face him, the room spun a bit and I almost lost my balance, but Draco still had his hands on either side of my waist and steadied me.

I managed to breathe out, "yes."

"Yes...?" He smirked.

"Please." I barely managed to breathe out the word.

He grunted his approval, "good girl."

As soon as we made it into an empty room, Draco had me pinned against the door, kissing me aggressively. I fumbled around for the doorknob and locked it. His tongue begged for entrance, but I bit his bottom lip in response, realizing I drew blood the moment I tasted its silvery tang on my tongue. He growled and kissed me deeper, his tongue forcing its entry into my mouth.