First Person POV
I've never been one to develop a crush, especially one on a guy, but something about this Slytherin.. oh, it's definitely telling me something.
I was in potions class, listening to Professor Snape ramble about Amortentia. And honestly, all I could tell you about it is that Snape's voice makes me want to fall right asleep. Which wouldn't be too bad, considering I'm sitting right next to Draco Malfoy, probably the hottest boy I've ever seen.
The way his platinum blond hair almost matches his pale skin, and the way his robes fall across his body perfectly, being perfectly steamed and pressed. His beautiful features, which makes his grey eyes stand out, the hint of blue glistening in the light.
Okay, yeah, I'm staring at him, so what? It's not like he's paying attention. He's too busy whispering to Goyle and Crabbe, plotting on how to piss Harry off next.
Draco is very annoying, but that doesn't change the fact I keep imagining him without those clothes on. I bet he looks absolutely breathtaking naked. Merlin, what I would do to see that.
Just when I thought Draco wasn't paying attention, he turns his head to look at me, catching me staring right at his crotch. Before I can react, he smirks, "like what you see, Mudblood?" Mudblood, the name he uses for Hermione. I would be mad, but I am a mudblood.
"Um- sorry." I quickly look away, my face already a bright red. I shift in my chair, hoping to adjust myself. But to no avail.
"Oh, someone's excited." Draco leans closer, resting his chin in his hand, that damn smirk plastered on his lips. He's looking down at my crotch. Of course he is. "I- I'm not. It's just a fluke." I quickly make up an excuse, which is an obvious lie. Draco's words are only arousing me more, with that hot ass accent of his.
Listen, I'm an American who's a sucker for those British accents. And Draco's? Damn.
"Sure, it is. Look, it's practically doubled in size!" Draco bursts out laughing, clearly making fun of me. But.. is it bad it's only exciting me more? I know he's a dick, but i can't help but like it. "Shut up, Malfoy.." I grumble under my breath, adjusting myself with my hand. I keep my eyes elsewhere, my face still a bright red.
At this point, Professor Snape had heard us. He turned to look at us two, his gaze cold and his voice monotone, "why are you disturbing my class?" Geez, his voice sends chills down my spine. I quickly look away, leaning back in my chair nervously.
Draco quickly speaks up, knowing exactly what to say. His voice is confident, a slight mocking to it, "Oh, I'm sorry, Professor Snape. I promise it won't happen again." Goyle and Crabbe snicker, recognizing the mocking in Draco's voice.
Snape sighs heavily, shaking his head as he turns back around. If anyone else spoke to him like that, they would get an immediate detention. But of course, he's always favorited Draco.
As Snape turns around, Draco chuckles with a smirk, leaning back over to me, being a little too close for comfort. "See? He loves me." I cant help but chuckle quietly, shifting in my seat slightly.
I can smell him, the smell of green apples and expensive cologne blinding the smells of the potions. "Yeah, I can see that-" I look away, my cheeks a slight red once again. Why does Draco keep getting so close to me? It's like he's doing it on purpose.
But once I feel a hand on my thigh, my suspicions are confirmed. "Anyway, why were you staring at my crotch? Have a thing for men?" I look back at Draco, my face red. Why is he so close to me? I can feel his breath on my face! Has he ever heard of personal space?!
"What-? No- of course not!" Draco laughs at my lame excuse for a lie, "oh come on, just admit it. You like me." His hand moves further up my thigh, until I can nearly feel his touch on my dick. For real, he needs to learn about person space. But I'm not complaining.
I look away, letting out an annoyed groan as I cross my arms. I want to shove Draco's hand away, but my brain stops me. Even if he's messing with me, I've never been touched like this. Maybe I'm thinking with my dick, but come on, I'm a 17 year old virgin.
Draco chuckles quietly, shifting so his body is facing mine. He moves his other hand to my thigh, replacing the one he moved up to the back of my neck. "I can tell you like me, L/N, just admit it. And maybe, I'll give you what you want." His hand combs through my hair, his other hand occupied on inching its way closer to my crotch.
I grumble, slowly looking back at Draco. Okay, would I rather have a handjob in the middle of class, or go the rest of my 7th year at Hogwarts with no action?
"Okay fine, I like you." Yup, easy answer.
Draco chuckles, moving his hand to the button of my jeans, slowly unbuttoning it, "knew it. You seem like a Virgin." I roll my eyes, choosing to look elsewhere. I keep my arms crossed, allowing Draco to do what he wants.
He soon unzips my jeans, pulling it down to reveal my boxer briefs. My body tenses up, my lower half heating up.
Draco seems to recognize my silence, as he chooses to stop talking. He's considerate, which I didn't expect. He's also probably a whore, which wouldn't surprise me. I've heard many story's, all involving Draco with random girls in broom closets. But this is the first I've ever heard of him doing something with a guy. Maybe he likes guys? Or maybe he's doing this just to make fun of me. Either way, I'm gonna enjoy it while also avoiding eye contact.
As soon as I feel the cold air hit me, I tense up, closing my eyes tightly. Thankfully we're at the back of the classroom, so no one can see us. Even if they look back, the most they'll see is Draco's hand on my thigh. Which I feel like wouldn't surprise most people.
Draco looks at my face. I can't tell what kind of face he's making, but if I had to guess he's smirking, a hint of mockery in his eyes. He seems like the type of guy to make fun of other guys dicks, and then laugh when they cum.
But to my surprise, when I glance over, Draco's face seems soft, almost curious. Almost as if.. this is his first time doing something with a guy. Almost as if he's curious about how I'll react. My body relaxes, seeing how Draco looks away, immediately trying to hide his curious expression with a cold one. I chuckle quietly, understanding I'll be the first guy Draco's done something with. I can't help but feel pride at that title.
