We Belong Together || Draco Malfoy X Reader

62| Mine Only

!!!TRIGGER WARNING!!!
-This chapter is a bit disturbing-

Draco POV

She ignored me completely. I couldn't take it anymore. I forcefully grabbed the blanket that covered her whole body. She was burying her face in her knees, still sobbing faintly. She still didn't answer even though I had called her names thousands of times already. It hurt me so badly, I felt like I was ready to murder anyone who did this to my girl.

"Tell me what happened. Who did this to you Y/N?" I asked again.

"Answer my bloody question Y/N!" I yelled as I held her face up to look at me. Red eyes, messy hair and a miserable look written on her still-gorgeous-while-crying face. Did I make her be like this too when we broke up?

"Get out of my room, Malfoy," she hissed.

"You tell me what happened first," I demanded.

"Why do you even care about me now?" She argued, pushing me away. I had always cared about her. No matter what the situation was, she was still my top priority. She just didn't know about it yet.

"Just tell me what happened and I'll go," I lied. I wouldn't go anywhere, not when she needed me the most right now.

She looked at me with an uneasy look on her face. My hands were still cupping her face which made it easier if I wanted to kiss her right now. I did want to kiss her. Just a little movement and I could taste how sweet her lips again. But I didn't do it, I didn't have a good reason to do that when we were no longer dating each other.

"Harry confessed his feeling," she mumbled and my mind went blank.

"...to kiss–"

"He what?" I snapped. That Scarhead bloody kissed her. Somehow this sounded legit, Potter had always wanted her to be his. I was enraged within seconds. I pulled her face closer to mine, pressing my lips on hers in a swift. She was mine. I had to erase Potter's trace from what was mine.

"Let me in," I ordered once I pulled away cause she wouldn't let me slid my tongue inside her mouth. I was in a rage, just thinking about how Potter could've done the same thing before me, probably with his nasty tongue too, was pushing me to my nerve.

"You are not my boyfriend anymore Malfoy! You can't kiss me whenever you want!" She screamed.

Oh hell, I can.

I pinned her to the bed and started kissing her roughly. No one should lay a hand on her, let alone kissed her. I kept kissing her and tried pushing my tongue through until she finally gave in.

I knew she was still in love with me.

She wouldn't be able to resist me even when her mind told her to. She desperately wanted this to happen just as much as I did. My tongue explored her mouth within a second while she did nothing. She made me do all the work alone.

"Kiss me back," I whispered. "Bloody kiss me back Y/N."

I snogged her again, hoping that she would finally play along using her tongue with me. She did. I missed this. I bloody missed this.

The air was starting to get hotter as we continued swapping spit. None of us wanted this to stop but the situation was making us pull away to take some breath in between our hot snogging session. I bit her lower lip before breaking the kiss. She was panting for air with such a lewd expression, turning me on instantly. How much longer could I hold myself in this very situation?

"Looks like I'm still the best kisser here," I sniggered.

I pulled off my tie harshly before I did the same to hers then I started trailing kisses from her jaw down to her neck and upper chest. I wanted to do it with her so bad, right at this moment. Did Potter do this to her too? Where did he touch her? Oh fuck it, I couldn't think straight. My mind was going crazy just by thinking how far Scarhead could've possibly touched her.