Dark Marks; Draco Malfoy (18+)

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Warning: SPICY!! This entire chapter is smut, so feel free to skip it if that isn't your thing.

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Violet's perspective

Draco grabbed my hand and started leading me out of the Room of Requirement. A few looks were shot our way but I did my best to ignore them. I saw Daphne looking at us with her eyebrows raised. Draco didn't let go of my hand as he led us back towards the Slytherin common room in silence.

"Pureblood," he whispered our password to the portrait.

The door swung open and Draco and I were met with an empty common room. I glanced at the clock, it was only midnight. I assumed most of the older students were still at the party and the younger ones were in bed already. Draco, who was still holding my hand, led me towards the boy's dormitory. I followed him silently, not sure if my mouth could form any words. I was nervous. I didn't know what Draco wanted from me. He went from being my childhood friend, to my closest friend in the world, to lover, to an acquaintance in a matter of months.

I followed him into his empty dorms. I watched as he locked the door behind him, worried that my accelerated heartbeat would be audible to him. He turned towards me, smirking as he grabbed me by the waist and pulling my body against his.

"I missed you," he whispered as his lips met mine.

Whatever oxygen that was in my lungs quickly disappeared when he kissed me. A million thoughts raced through my mind. Why is he doing this? Does he want to be with me? What are we?

He ran his tongue along my bottom lip and all my hesitancies evaporated. I opened my mouth and was met with his tongue. Our mouths explored each other as his hands wrapped tighter around me, pulling me closer. I reached my hand into his white-blond hair and placed the other on his cheek. The same place it was the first time we kissed.

He growled and turned us around so that I was pinned against the door. He pushed into me more, deepening the kiss. His hands moved from my waist down to my ass. I whimpered into his mouth as he groped me, wanting more. As if he could read my mind, he reached lower, grabbing the backs of my thighs and lifting me up, breaking our kiss. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pinned me up against the door again.

"God, you're so hot," He whispered lustfully as his mouth crashed into mine.

I needed more. I hadn't stopped thinking about having sex with him since the first time it happened. Reaching in between us, I started unbuttoning his dress shirt. Throwing it open, I ran my hands along his hard chest and down his defined six-pack. Fuck, he's built like a God.

I threw my head back against the door as he broke our kiss to trail kisses down my neck, sucking occasionally and definitely leaving some love bites. He continued to kiss my neck as he carried me away from the door and towards his bed.

As he laid me down on my back, I pushed his shirt away from his shoulders. He shook it off and it fell on the floor. He grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, not breaking eye contact with me while he did it. His eyes were a stormy shade of grey, dark with lust. The way he was looking at me like he was a predator and I was his prey turned me on. I could already feel the evidence of my arousal in my underwear.

He got on top of me in bed, unclasping my bra while he started to kiss me again. I moaned softly as I felt his hand on my breast. If there was one thing I liked about my body, it was my chest. They were a full and perky D cup, big enough to get a few stares from the opposite sex but not so big as to not look unproportionate.