Chapter sixty-the mercer siblings

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MATURE CONTENT AHEAD

"You brought a girl, you brought a girl!" She was around my age, with violent magenta hair that brushed along her shoulders as she bounced down the stairs three steps at a time, the corners of her brown doe eyes crinkling as she grinned toothily, "hi! I'm Westeria, you're hot as fuck!"
"Thanks" I said, smiling despite being taken aback by her energy, "I'm also (y/n)"
"That's such a nice name" she gasped, "not like Draco"
"Shut it, Ria" Malfoy said, rolling his eyes and making her giggle
"I don't think blondie liked that very much" she whispered quietly, but not quietly enough to evade Malfoy's ears
"Westeria Mercer, you fucking-"
"You know, if you ever get bored, I've heard that finding the nearest lesbian and making out with her is a great way to pass the time" she said earnestly, and my mouth fell open slightly, stunned but not necessarily affronted
"RIA" Draco roared
"What?" She said innocently, "just trying to make our guest feel at home"
"Drown in a lake, Mercer"
"Ladies first" she said, stepping aside and gesturing down the hall with a flourish of her arm

Malfoy huffed frustratedly while I laughed lightly, exclaiming disapprovingly as he grabbed onto my arm and dragged me up the staircase

"See you at dinner!" Westeria yelled after me, and I waved back with my free hand

Malfoy kept a tight grip on my arm as he made a right down a lavishly furnished hallway, leading me past dozens of priceless artwork until he reached the last door in the hall, twisting the handle and shoving the door open before pulling me in

"What the hell, Malfoy!" I yelled, stumbling into what I now observed to be a massive bedroom
"This is where you'll be staying" he said without a speck of emotion, "hurry up and change into dinner clothes, the Dark Lord will be arriving afterwards"
"He's coming here?" I asked, smoothing out the quiver in my voice before it made its way out my throat
"Well what'd you expect, Lestrange, this is where he holds his meetings" he said with a dumbfounded look, "dress nicely, if you don't have anything, there's dresses in the closet nearest the bathroom, take your pick, but don't be late"
"Yes daddy" I said sarcastically, and his head snapped back as he froze on his way to the door, retracing his steps back to where I stood as the dawning realisation of what I had said brought upon me anxious fear
"Don't start something you can't finish, darling" he said lowly, stopping when the point of his shoes made contact with mine, his index finger tracing the lining of my jaw, making its way from my earlobe down to my chin, pushing it up to face him before flicking his finger off the tip languidly
"I have no issue finishing, Malfoy" I replied leisurely, "How about you?"

At my teasing words, his eyes widened slightly in amused challenge as he grabbed my comparably smaller body and pressed it again his as he lowered his head down to my flushed face. His lips brushed tantalisingly against mine, and when they connected, his words are barely audible over our laboured, desirous kiss

"You are such a fucking bitch" he grumbled as I felt my stomach contort longingly,
"You love it" I mused, making him groanwhen I detached my body from his, crumbling onto my knees as I looked back up at him, reflecting his intimidation with brazen confidence
"W-what're you doing"
"You never answered my question" I said caustically, dragging my tongue along the brim of my bottom lip as my hands unfastened the metal latch of his belt buckle, grazing my nails temptingly against the growth protruding from his trousers and making his calves twitch, "why don't we determine once and for all...", my lip caught itself in between my teeth as I pulled out his stiff cock, my hand looking comically small beside it, "just how well you can finish?"

Hearing my daring words, the corner of his mouth tugged into a smirk, his hand ravelling a fistful of my hair and pulling my kneeling body towards him

"Suck my dick and we'll find out" he said authoritatively, inhaling sharply through his teeth when I stuck out my tongue and dragged it from the bottom, lingering at the tip and twisting my tongue around the tip, "there you go, darling, just like that"

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