Draco Malfoy Xreader One-Shots

Innocence? Ha!

"Where are you going Potter?" Came Draco Malfoy's draw.
"Not like it would be any of your business," I snarl.
"Ooh Mrs. Innocent has come to play," he chuckles.
I crinkle my nose in anger before turning on my heel and stalking up to him, wand drawn. "Take that back you foul, pure-blooded racist!" I scowl at him as I point my wand at him.
      He freezes for a moment and right there I know things have gone way to far. He steps closer to me, pulling out his wand and raising it at me.
"What did you just call me?" He asks me.
"I called you a foul, lonesome pure-blooded racist." I counteract a hex he sends my way.
      He raises his eyebrows before stomping towards me and pulling me by the arm in a rough yet firm grip and yanks me towards the 7th floor.
"Stay here and wait for me," he snaps at his cronies before tugging me harshly behind him.
      Where could my brother be when I need him!?!? He shoves me against the wall once we make it towards the 7th floor, getting in my face so our breaths mix together, making my womanhood wet.
"If you're not so innocent then you prove it. Prove you're not what everyone thinks you are." He whispers huskily in my ear. "I like it rough," he says softly, dragging his nails down my stomach and clutches onto my skirt with 2 fingers.
      It's been my dream to be submissive to Draco Malfoy. I moan a little and thrust my hips towards Draco's fingers along my skirt. He pulls back.
"But I don't want to be rough with you. Not now." He whispers. "I'll give you what you want," he says earnestly. "Because I am in love with you," he murmurs slowly.
I gasp. I love Draco Malfoy and he's telling me that he loves me as well!?
"I love you too," I whisper breathily.
His eyes almost sparkle and they soften just enough to get a clear view of the real Draco Malfoy. The next thing I know is his lips are on mine, molding into me like a lukewarm branding iron.
"I have a place we can go," he says. "Follow me," he adds after walking away towards the room of requirements.
I wander along the hallways, wandering why he would want to have sex with me, the innocent-in his eyes-girl.  He stops in front of a large blank canvas of a wall and closes his eyes. The wall crumbles and fixes into a large oak door with a silver handle and a black sign that says do not disturb on it. He opens the door and let's me in first. What I walk into is magical and amazing.
Bedroom: http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=romantic+room&view=detailv2&&id=465BF03CD11E5D369276800358DD58CCE6DE2651&selectedIndex=13&ccid=dArfE73h&simid=608034853222354870&thid=OIP.M740adf13bde155713c1869ec97a68347H0
      There is a beautiful white bed in the shape of an oval and white sheets and heart pillows mount on top of it. I gasp when I see a marble hot tub sitting on the side of it, already filled with bubbling water and soaps of different varieties on the side in a black and green basket. There is a white ceiling and piers and lamps with a burgundy colored walls.
"Do you like it?" He asks me.
"I more than like it! I love it and I love you!" I almost whisper enthusiastically.
"Good," he says, seeming to be satisfied with his own work. He had a light tinge to his high cheekbones.
"So this is what the room of requirements does then," I whisper mostly to myself.
"You know of this place?" He asks astonished.
"Of course," I respond as if insulted. "Now how are we going to do this?" I whisper to him seductively.
"Do you want to take a bath first?" He asks me, pointing towards the hot tub.
"Sure," I respond, but my cheeks burn as if branded so I know I'm blushing madly.
      I watch him as he stares me in the eye and takes his shirt off, unbuttoning slowly, teasingly. I know what he's looking for, a weekness, something that will help him later. I don't budge. He then works on his belt, making it slide from loop to loop as if we are on some kind of competition to see who breaks first. He then unbuttons his trousers and unzips the fly, showing his hard cock burrowed under his expensive slacks. He slides them down to the floor and steps out of them slowly. My mouth waters. He then walks towards the hot tub and slowly beds over to take off his boxers all the way. He slides into the hot tub and waits for me to show him what I've got in me.
"Go on, no pressure," he reassures me.
I sigh before ever so slowly I take off my robe and unbutton my shirt, showing my C cup black lace lingerie. His eyes widen and he swallows. I then move towards my dark grey skirt and slip it low so he sees my thing better that is pure satin. I watch Draco's eyes dilate and turn black. I bite my lip and slowly reach my hands behind me to unclasp my brand let it fall to the floor so all he sees is my perky nipples and round breasts. He gasps and quickly reaches down to touch himself but stops immediately. I then slip off my thong and wait for a reaction at my shaved pussy with the bigger labia. E exhales. I walk towards him and slide into the water, feeling Draco's arms wrap around my waist. He kisses my neck, sliding his hand up to cup one of my breasts in his hands d squeezes lightly, testing my limits.
"Harder," I moan out as I arch my back into his hand.
      He rubs his palms against my nipple and I feel his boner against my back, I pant and moan out.
"Ignh," I moan.
       He moans as well, making me wet against closed legs. He turns me around and I moan out as I see his hungry look. He pops the question.
"Are you a virgin?" He asks me.
I shake my head, not voluntarily not a virgin.
      He lines himself against my entrance and I slam my body down against his rock hard cock and he moans out loudly. I bounce and swivel my hips until I cum 2 times In a row. He cums inside of me, making me
Moan out in passion. He kisses me.
"I love you," we say together and I giggle.
      We get out and go to bed together.