When Draco woke up, his favorite version of Evangeline was there.
She was blinking sleep out of her eyes, stirring when he stirred, and she had this look on her face, her eyebrows creased together and her eyes squinted. Her hair was a tornado around her face, splayed onto Draco's pillowcase, and she was stretching her arms, her legs shuddering as she stretched them, too.
Draco peaked out of the curtains tentatively, and barely caught a glimpse of Theo and Blaise walking out of the door, going to breakfast. Crabbe and Goyle left a few minutes ago, too.
"Good morning," Draco whispered, settling back down beside his quite sleepy girlfriend.
"Mmmmm," Evan sighed, her eyes opening a little wider. She looked at the closed curtains around Draco's bed. "They all gone?" she asked cautiously.
"Mm-hm," Draco nodded.
The sleepiness melted off her face and she laughed excitedly, immediately grabbing Draco's face in both hands. He leaned in and kissed her, smiling on her mouth and gripping her hips, soon slipping between her legs.
Evan had snuck into his dormitory again the previous night.
Everyone had been asleep, and Draco had been asleep too, as it had been around 2 am. He woke up to Evan slipping into his bed and giving him a much-needed sleepover.
Over the past few weeks, this had become a regular occurrance. She snuck into his bed, or he snuck into hers. They had developed a routine out of it, and were now masters at evasion and stealth. Now that everyone was gone from the dormitory and they were finally alone, Evan kissed heatedly up Draco's neck, her giggling turning into soft sounds of satisfaction.
"Mmmm . . ." Draco hummed in delight.
Soon, they were panting on each other's mouths and Draco was reaching for the waistband of her sleep shorts, pulling them down.
"Hmmm . . ." Evan sighed, leaning up to look at the clock on Draco's bedside table. "You've got about . . . twenty minutes."
"Nuh-uh," he groaned, shaking his head. He did not want to go to class—he wanted to stay in bed all day. Evan ignored his protests, running a hand down his stomach and aggressively pulling the front of his linen pants down.
Draco's cock sprang up, and Evan immediately started stroking it, kissing down his neck and moving her body against his.
"E . . ." Draco groaned heavily.
"Hm?" she hummed erotically, smirking as she kissed down his cheek and played with his dick.
Instead of a reply, Draco took both of her wrists in one hand and slammed them down to the mattress above her head. He held them there as he guided himself to her pussy.
"Ohhhhh," Draco sighed in bliss, tilting his head back as he slid in. Evan released a breath of satisfaction, as if his cock sheathed deep into her pussy was releasing some kind of pent-up tension. In reality, he been consistently fucking her brains out nearly every night. Regardless, she shivered hard and wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, trapping him in as if she had missed him desperately.
They both went bloody wild, moaning much too loudly but not giving a fuck. Draco looked down at their connected bodies, panting and groaning with each delicious pump. Evan's wrists were still in one of his hands, and he used the grip for stability, lulling his hips into hers.
Draco kissed on her chest and fucked her tenderly, holding her thighs up higher to get in deeper. Not much later, she was clenching around him and her moans were rising an octave.
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Babygirl (SEQUEL to Fuckboy - Draco Malfoy)
Fanfiction"Fuck, Evan," Draco groaned, tilting his head back. He looked back down at her, his eyes darting from her eyes to her lips to her fingers. She was playing with herself with renewed enthusiasm, her face screwed up as she laid, splayed before him, on...
