𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

wooden floorboards

{Y/N POV}

I rolled over amongst the snug bed covers to find Draco propped up by his elbow, his gaze fixed on me. A wide smile escaped my lips as i giggled into the pillow. His delicate yet rugged hand tracing circles along my exposed back.

'I ravish in your beauty at times like these.' He breathed in a husky but refined tone of voice.

This moment was heavenly. I tried to remain composed and attempted to conceal my toothy grin, but I couldn't help it. His piercing grey eyes were exquisite in the honey tone of the sunrise escaping through the opening in the curtains. He let out a deep sigh as his dimples came out from hiding, and stood up to reveal the extravagant morning sun by peeling the curtains back. As enchanting as the sun was, I was captivated by the perfection that were Draco. The muscles in his back were spellbinding, his distinguishing platinum hair fell gracefully before his eyes, and his hands, oh his hands. How they were so large in mine, even the thought of them made my spine tingle. He wrapped himself in an emerald green blanket, the colour paired so well with his every feature. With one swift move, he had taken to the stairs, the pitter patter of his feet fading from my earshot. Engulfed in a white, feathery quilt, I climbed out of bed, exposing my naked body to the chill of autumn air. The floorboards groaned as I travelled to the window, the view was breathtaking.

The trees dancing, delighted for my arrival, and the tulips asleep but still waving at me from the edge of the glistening lake. The reflection of the window accentuating my form. I watched admirably as Draco took a seat in a white painted chair, placed at the end of the dock. I didn't bother covering myself. As I lunged down the stairs, I felt like a 17 year old all over again as my excitement replenished by just the thought of Draco's smirk whisking me away into a dream. I made my way to the end of the dock, Draco turning his head ever so slightly, taking his eyes back to the sight of the water before him, just before he took a double take, rising from his seat, his devious eyes wishful.

'Are you trying to provoke me, lovely?' He made his way closer, arms reaching out to touch you but you leaned away.

'Maybe.' I replied in a devilish tone.

'Why don't you come here then if that's what you want.' He lunged for me once again and I ran in the opposite direction.

'Going to have to catch me first!' I ran through the house of white walls, taking every route possible, confusing and teasing him as if we were 15 all over again. I finally took to the stairs and made my way into our room, I could no longer hear his feet stumbling around on the wooden floorboards. I thought I'd lost him all until I felt two forceful hands grab me by the waist, nails digging into me like claws. I turned to face him, his eyes smiling with hunger.

'Don't be teasing me like that again, or you know what I'll have to do.' He growled

'And what is that?' I returned in an innocent voice.

He brought his lips to my ear, I could feel his breath tickling me and shifting my hair out of place slightly.

'I'll have to punish you.'

hello and thank you for reading! this is my first time writing a one shot, I attempted some flirting but it is quite short and not my best. let me know if you have any requests :)