Mischief

Author's note: this writing is directed towards a female and/or person with breasts and/or a vagina.

KEY

(y/n) - your (first) name

(l/n) - last name

(y/h) - your (Hogwarts) house

(f/c) - favorite color

(s/c) - skin color

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I plunge myself into (y/n) and she scrapes at my skin. Her eyes roll back and her breath is hot on my neck. I can't help myself, she looks too good. Her moans make me thrust faster and harder into her. I know she loves it. I flip her over, ass in the air, and push myself in again. She looks back at me, her mouth open and her eyes filled with ecstasy.

Draco! I'm almost there!

I know she is. How couldn't she be. I have my full length in her, but I'm being mindful of her spot. Her insides are getting tighter, as if sucking me in. I'm going to make her cum.

Just then, I hear someone walk in. I can never have any alone time. Quickly, I pulled the blankets up, pretending to be asleep. (Y/n). I can't stop thinking of her. She's in my Charms class. I've been fascinating about her since I saw a glimpse of her (f/c) panties in the courtyard. Her uniform fits her curves so well.

"Oi, Draco! Don't you think you should be waking up?" said a voice from the side of my bed.

"Let me alone. I have a headache." I said.

Really, I just want time to finish masturbating to the thought of (y/n) bouncing on top of me. I see her today in some of my classes, but that will do nothing for me. I need to touch her, feel her.

"You know you can't miss your classes. Besides, if you're ill, you can't attend the party later. Remember?"

The Slytherin house is throwing a party for our latest win in quiddich later today. Though other house members are invited, it's mainly for us.

"Fine, fine." I say.

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It's a boring day, but I've caught sight of (y/n) plenty of times today. She isn't wearing any tights. I've been eyeing her so much, Snape hit me with a book in Potions. I can't help but look, her legs are so perfectly shaped. Her (s/c) skin practically glowing. God, I'd love to have my way with her. I'd love to hear her moan.

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We've taken over the Great Hall. Slytherins and Ravenclaws and even some Gryffindors flooding through the doors and bathing in the party atmosphere. I didn't see many Hufflepuffs. I've been leaning against the wall holding a chalice of butterbeer for thirty minutes now. The party has been quite boring for me, though it's partially because I'd rather be doing something else. There are students to the right of me attempting keg stands, though utterly failing. Everyone here seems to be a bunch of lightweights.

Then suddenly, I see a pair of lovely, familiar legs walking through the crowd. (Y/n) is laughing and talking with all of those she walks by. We make eye contact for a brief moment. Her cheeks grew red and a shy smile tugged her face as she looked away from me. I'm watching her intently. I remember my vision of her this morning, begging me to pound her harder. I think of slipping away from the party and up to the common room dormitory, but she looks so good, I can't pull my eyes off of her.

She's huddled with some other girls from (y/h). All giggling and teasing her, it seems. She looks back up at me. Just then, one of her friends gives her a push in my direction. She looks back at her friends, and heads my way. She stops in front of me, a foot or two away. I look her up and down. Her breasts looked perky, her curves prominent, and her hips, to die for. I finally meet her eyes, and she seems to have a look on her face that screams "I want to have some fun". I wait for her to say something.

Biting her lower lip, "Hi" seeps out of her mouth. Her lips were beautiful.

I smirk at her, and continue to drink in the sight of her body. I was telling her she looked delicious in the most non-verbal way I could. As it may surprise you, I can still be shy towards a girl who looks as fine as she does.

She took a step closer, and said in a soft voice, "Do you like?".

"I do," I offered. "perhaps you'd like get out of here with me?"

She giggled and bit her lip again. She's an incredible flirt, and she knows what she wants. I lead her to the Slytherin common room, her excitement barely contained in her smile. In a way, she seemed to have a mischievous energy about her.

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I closed the door behind us, looking around to make sure no one were to see us. I turn to see her walking into the heart of the common room, and my eyes linger to her ass. Her skirt hugged it so nicely. She turned to me and I walked up to her and took her by the waist. She gives me a playful look and paws at my shirt. I kiss her jaw, and she lets out a breath of what sounded like relief. I continue to kiss her neck and lift her shirt up. Her eyes were closed as she waited for me. She helped me lift her shirt up above her head and immediately started to undo her skirt buttons, letting it fall from her hips and onto the floor, pooling her feet. There she was, in (f/c) lingerie as if she had planned this act. I backed away from her as she leaned against a table, posing quite seductively. Taking my wand out from my pocket, I pointed it towards her and whispered a spell. She made a confused face, which then contorted to a look of pleasure. I watched her tremble and shake, rubbing her legs together and curling her toes. Yes, I put a spell on (y/n) to make her orgasm without even having to touch her.

Her shuddering seized, and I took her by the wrist and dragged her to the boys dormitory. I couldn't take it much longer, watching her climax like that. I whipped her around and pushed her onto the bed. I remove my clothes, and she removes hers. I pin her down and push my way in. She lets out a gasp as she feels my size. I thrust in and out, pounding her as hard as I could. Purring like a kitten, (y/n) wraps her legs around me. I loved watching her face. I pulled out and made her switch positions. Just like my vision, I had her on top, bouncing up and down on top of me. She threw her head back and moaned, taking in my full length as I moved my hips to the rhythm of hers. I loved this view of her. She was completely vulnerable to me. And she loved the way I felt, I see it in her face.

Soon after I took her and placed her underneath me once again, spreading her legs and pulling at her (s/k) skin. We had been at it for a while and I wanted to make her cum a second time. I cast another spell on her, to stimulate her clit while I searched for her spot. (y/n)'s body began to jerk, and her mouth opened. I could feel her walls tightening around me and the sound of her voice grew louder.

"Say my name, (y/n). Say it, you filthy girl." I demanded.

"Draco! I-I'm cumming!"

And we climaxed together. I had pulled out and spilled onto her stomach and breasts. Her breath was heavy, as was mine. I rolled over beside her and we lay there in satisfaction. Our breathing slowing down, we look at each other and I give her a smirk.

"Wasn't that a fun little game?" I asked.

"If it was a game, I suppose you won." she flirted.

We quickly showered together moments before the party supposedly ended. I lead her out of the dormitory and a few Slytherins had returned from the Great Hall in time to see us alone. They each gave us a look, some with an eyebrow raised as if they knew we had been up to no good.

Mischief managed.

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Thanks for your time, and I hope you enjoyed! This was actually kind of a fun story to write. I've never written anything this vulgar in my life. I feel like a huge pervert right now. Anyway, I hope you have a really great day.

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