Bound by secrets

Chapter 28

The common room had thinned out considerably as the party carried on into the early hours of the morning. Pansy and Lucas had been giggling and whispering to each other for the past hour, their flirtation getting more and more obvious. Eventually, Pansy stood up, grabbed Lucas by the hand, and started pulling him toward the boys' dorms.

"Don't wait up for us," she called with a sly grin, not even looking back.

"Subtle," Theo muttered, shaking his head with a smirk.

"Not like they ever are," Blaise quipped, standing and stretching. His eyes flicked over to Nora, who had been leaning against him on the couch. "What about you, Nora? You want to call it a night?"

She rolled her eyes at his attempt to sound casual but stood, grabbing his hand. "You're hopeless, Zabini," she said, smirking as she led him off in the same direction as Pansy and Lucas.

Theo groaned, throwing himself onto the empty couch. "Well, great. Now it's just me, you two lovebirds, and a bottle of Firewhiskey that's almost empty. Guess I'll find something to do."

Draco didn't even seem to hear him. He had been sitting next to me, his hand on my thigh, his lips brushing against my neck. He had been quiet for most of the past half hour, but the intensity in his gaze spoke volumes.

"You alright?" I asked, though my voice was low and teasing, knowing full well he was far from 'alright.'

"Not even close," Draco muttered, his voice husky, his fingers tightening slightly on my leg. "Come with me."

I barely had time to nod before he was on his feet, taking my hand and leading me toward his dorm. Theo called something sarcastic after us, but I didn't catch it. All I could focus on was Draco—his strong grip, his scent, and the heat radiating from him.

The moment the door to his dorm closed behind us, Draco didn't waste any time. He pressed me against the wall, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. His hands roamed over my waist, pulling me closer as his body pressed against mine.

"I've been waiting all night to get you alone," he murmured against my lips, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

"You didn't exactly hide it," I teased, my hands tangling in his hair as I kissed him again, my heart racing.

He smirked, pulling back slightly to look at me. "You have no idea what you do to me."

Before I could respond, Draco guided me to the bed, his movements purposeful but gentle. He knelt in front of me, his hands running up my thighs as he looked up at me with that devastatingly confident smirk.

"You're mine, Y/N," he said softly, his hands sliding under my dress. "Let me take care of you."

And then his lips were on me, and every coherent thought vanished.

Draco's lips were relentless, his tongue swirling with precision as he teased and tasted me. My head pressed back into the pillow, a deep moan escaping my lips. The sensations were overwhelming, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through my body.

Draco lifted his head just slightly, his face glistening with evidence of how lost I was in him. His smirk was downright sinful as he locked eyes with me.