Draco Malfoy imagines

Closet Snog

"Draco, stop!" (Y/N) quietly hissed at her boyfriend as he slid his hand up her skirt once again. He snickered and went back to his work, keeping his eye on her as much as he could.

Draco had been doing this all throughout the study session they were having. Touching her, grabbing her, sneaking in small kisses here and there. He didn't know what it was really, all he knew was that he just really wanted to push her against a wall and make out with her. His girlfriend, (Y/N), was having a hard time concentrating. They were supposed to be studying for an upcoming exam Slughorn was giving them, but instead she was doing all the work while he was trying to find excuses for them to leave so he could snog her for as long as she wanted to. It was almost infuriating really, knowing that Draco had the most beautiful girl in the world for him to fully take advantage of (with her consent of course) and not being able to do anything about it,

He fiddled with the feathers on his quill as he sat beside her at their desk, sneaking glances at (Y/N)'s ass every now and again. When she stood up and leaned over their desk to reach for some unknown object, he took this opportunity to smack her ass hard. She whirled her head around and gaped at him with her jaw dropped wide open. Draco laughed as he watched her face turn red.

He smiled cheekily at his girlfriend. "I'm sorry babe, I couldn't help myself."

She nodded sarcastically. "Uh huh. I'm sure you couldn't."

Draco leaned forward and grabbed her hand, "You know I can't control myself when I see your ass in that skirt."

(Y/N) laughed and shook her head.

"I'm serious!" Draco retorted, "Your body is like god's gift to life. You're so fucking sexy!"

"Oh my goodness", (Y/N) blushed heavily, "Draco, we have work to do."

"I know we do, but I don't wanna do it anymore. Besides, we already know all of this stuff. With all the studying we've done, it's not like the material is gonna delete itself from my brain anytime soon. It's pretty much burned in there by now"

She set her quill and book down and sat in front of him.

Her voice became purposely coy, "Well...what do you wanna do?"

Draco smirked at her. "I have a few ideas."

As soon as the words left his mouth, he immediately stood up with (Y/N)'s hand in his. They both left the library without saying another word.

Draco and (Y/N) casually walked the hallways hand in hand. They tried so hard to make it look like they were just strolling and not trying to find a place to snog in. Eventually, they came to a tiny closet just outside of Filch's door. Draco excitedly pulled it open with (Y/N) in tow.

"Really? A closet?" she giggled.

Draco pressed his lips to hers as he gently pushed her inside, pressing her back against the wall of the closet and shutting the door behind him.

He disconnected and peered at her in the dark. (Y/N) couldn't really see it, but she knew that he was looking down at her with that cheeky smile he always had on around her.

"What? It's romantic, don't you think?" he retorted.

"I think it's dark as hell in here." she giggled at him.

"Well," he whispered, pecking her lips in the dark, "I think you're not gonna have your eyes open for much of this anyway, so you might as well get used to it babygirl."

Draco reconnected his lips with hers and fiercely kissed her in the darkness of the closet. His body pressed against hers and he tangled his fingers in her soft, long hair. She hooked a leg around his waist and pulled him closer. Draco's soft lips kissed her in such a way that she almost felt light-headed. Eventually she pulled away, gasping for air. Draco chuckled and moved his large hands down to her ass, squeezing it hard.

"You're right. I don't think it matters."

Draco smirked, "Told you." and reconnected his lips with hers once again.