Chemistry ; draco malfoy

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warning: sexual content
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the week flashes by before my eyes. it's a normal week for the most part, except for when i have to see marcus flint. it's friday now, the last day before the winter break and he's still covered in purple bruises. they scatter themselves across his cheekbones, and there's a gash just above his eye. he hasn't talked to me since that day in snapes class, but sometimes i feel his eyes on me. at those moments i'm the most thankful for draco. it's like he keeps replying it in his head, never once letting his guard down.

classes have ended for the day, meaning that we only have one more day until we're meant to go home. draco decidedly wants to spend this time together. alone. he brings me up to what's become 'our spot'. the astronomy tower. it's always breathtaking up here. the suns currently setting above hogsmeade, panting the white snow a glowing hue of gold.

we're sat near the edge, dracos conjured a blanket to put over the cold floor.

"i think i might come back to hogwarts a few days early." i fiddle with his hand as i talk to him. he turns to me and quirks a brow.

"oh?" he asks

"i'm not missing the new years party, idiot." i smile, nudging. him with my shoulder. "i just think that i'll spend the last couple days here. after the party." i watch his eyes carefully, searching for any emotion that i can decode. nothing.

"okay." he says with the nod of his head. "i want you to stay away from other guys," his voice is low as he looks as me through hooded eyes. he swoops his mouth down to press languid kisses to my neck, sucking purple bruises whenever he pleases. i let out a small whimper as he reaches my pulse point. "i don't trust them," he drawls, reaching his hand up to trace his cold fingers along the fresh marks. "i don't like people touching what's mine." and with that he forgoes my neck for my lips. slotting them together like they're made for each other. there's a certain edge to the way that he kisses, but i could say that about the rest of him; he's filled with sharp edges. his hand trails up to my jaw, he presses his thumb down on my chin forcing my mouth open for him.

his tongue flicks its way inside of my mouth. i reach up to tangle my hands in his platinum hair, tugging as he bites on my bottom lip. he lets out a groan that goes straight to my core, filling me with heat. his hands trail down my body slowly until he reaches the buttons of my jeans. he toys with them for a minute.

"can i?" i take in a sharp breath and nod my head. "i need you to say it, venus," he growls, his silver eyes pouring into mine.

my whimper is a barely audible,"yes."

draco wastes no time after hearing me, he unbuttons my pants with fervour. i let myself lean back against the softness of the blanket, propped up on my elbows. once he has my pants off, he sucks a breath through his teeth as he gazes down at my panties. while i've never worn ugly ones, they've always been boring, normally they're all cotton with a lace trim. these ones though, they're periwinkle blue with a floral lace design that covers the front.

"fuck, you'll be the death of me," he whispers, his voice gruff. he places a hand on my inner thigh, tracing small circles along my sensitive skin. his eyes meet mine as he teases me; he's waiting for me to break.

"please," i beg, knowing that that's what he wants to hear. the corner of his mouth quirks up. "please draco." slowly, he trails his fingers over my panties, hovering over my entrance.

"so wet already for me," his other hand finds itself on my hip bone, pressing me down into the floor. he slides my panties to the side as he slowly sinks two fingers into me. it burns a little — he usually starts with one. "fuck you're so tight," he growls, his grip on my hip tightening. he pumps his fingers in and out of my heat, curling them to make me see stars. suddenly, he turns his attention to my clit. he looks at me while lowering his head down to lap his tongue over it. his fingers keep their pace in my pussy, making me moan out. i slap a hand over my mouth, not wanting anyone to hear. he pulls his mouth away for a moment

"let me hear you," he demands. and then he's diving back in, sucking my clit into his mouth. i nod my head, not that he can see. my core feels like it's on fire as his fingers fuck me and he circles his tongue around my bundle of nerves. with one last lick he pulls his mouth away.

"can i fuck you?" he's panting, pulling his fingers out slowly before sucking on them. i should be embarrassed but all that i manage to do it let out a moan.

"please," i whimper out, my eyes clenching shut. "yes."

"look at me," his voice is rough. "i want you to look at me while i fuck you." he wordlessly mumbles something under his breath and soon enough i feel the fluttering in my stomach. the contraceptive charm. i take a moment to consider telling draco that i've never done this, but i don't want to ruin it. i don't want him to treat me like i'm fragile. i watch as he nimbly unbuckles his belt, tossing it along with his pants across the room. while i was lost in my thoughts he must have taken his shirt off. he's left standing there in his boxers, his bulge straining against it. i suck my bottom lip between my teeth as he rids himself of them.

he hovers his body over nine, caging my head in between his two arms. he trails his mouth down my neck, lapping at the bruises. he nips slightly at my pulse point, i moan as my back arches against my will. he chuckles darkly into the crook of my neck. "i am going to fucking ruin you for anyone else."

my moan rips through me, loud as his cock reaches my entrance. he places one of his hands under my thigh, hiking my leg up for more leverage. he slides his cock in, giving me only seconds to adjust to his length. fuck, he's huge. tears well in my eyes as he pushes in to the hilt. his hips flesh against mine. i blink through them to see him staring down at us, at where we're connected. his cheeks are flushed and his hair is a mess, merlin i want him so bad.

"please draco," i whimper, my breath coming out in small pants. this seems to get his attention, he slowly pulls his cock out before slamming it back in. he picks up the pace. his hip bones slam hard enough against me to leave bruises and i love it. suddenly, he stops.

"let me do something." he sits up onto the balls of his feet, his cock still inside of me. he scoops his hands under my back, pulling my so that i'm on top of him. fuck he gets so much deeper like this. he lets out a moan that he muffles with my neck. he sets his legs out in front of him and bends his knees.

"go on," his teeth catch the skin of my neck. i nod my head slowly before lifting up on his cock. i moan as i slide myself back down his length. i place my hands against his chest before picking up the speed. i bounce on his cock and he lets out these grunts that leave me soaked. he trusts up his hips to meet mine and i feel myself getting close.

"draco," i moan out. he nods his head.

"fuck, keep saying my name," he throws his head back, arching into my touch.

"draco i— oh god." his cock relentlessly hits my g-spot. i throw my head back as white hot pleasure rolls over me. he grinds up into me as he chases his high, ring his hips into my tight heat. within seconds he's cumming inside of me.

"fuck," i whisper out, barely audible. i can feel him leaking out of me. he pulls his cock out slowly, placing his hands on my hips as he does so. i let my head lean onto his shoulder. he holds me in silence, but we don't need to talk.

i hear draco accio his back along with his clothes, before placing me on the ground he looks at me, stroking my cheek with his thumb. i stare at him, my eyes half lidded, i'm unable to decipher the look on his face. i hope it's good. he pulls out a pair of his joggers and places them in my hand.

"jeans are awful to get on." is all he says as he lifts my hips off of him and onto the blanket.

merlin, how am i supposed to go a week without him?