❝ You were the nicotine I never knew I needed. ❞
♛
Athea's nipples rubbed against the fabric of her lace bra, the cups fitting her round breasts. They were pressed harshly against the wooden planks of the floor. "Get up." Was all she heard before ab...
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Harry wasn't complaining about this situation, a little confused yes, but not complaining about the outcome.
"So what makes you so eager, especially on Malfoy's bed?" Harry asked the raging girl as she pulled him harshly up the stairs to the boys' dormitories.
"He knew about our study date, he purposely wanted to ruin our night, so I'm ruining his." Athea barked while speed walking, pulling a confused Harry with her. (Bark bark)
"Well at least we are gonna enjoy it." Smirked a now very excited Harry.
They made their way into the cunt bag's room, the door surprisingly unlocked. The room was big, of course it was; not bigger than Athea's though. Same size, different build.
It had an aroma of sex lingering, seems like it's usual smell. She picked up a few woody notes and of course the scent of his cologne.
Chanel Platinum Égoïste.
The dormitory had its usual stone brick walls every room of the castle consisted of. A big king sized bed perched on the wall across the door, first thing you notice. His room had a nice work space, shelves filled with school books and such. It's right by the window, Athea mentally glared at him even more than before; he had a better view of the lake. The moonlight grazing the soft waves from the wind.
There stood another door on the left of the bed, probably the bathroom.
Wasting no precious time, Athena walked over to the bed with Harry and harshly pushed him on the black silk sheets.
"Someone's excited huh?" Harry smirked up at her, his knees were bent, feet dangling from the bed. She was standing by the edge of the bed, taking him in.
"Shut your mouth." Athea replied darkly, now leaning over his clothed body, her index finger tracing his jawline softly.
"You are gonna be a good little fuck toy and do what is said, isn't that right?" She asked him innocently not bothering to look him in the eyes, instead sinking her nails into Harry's soft skin; right under his jaw.
Flinching, Athea took that as a yes.
Continuing to scrape his skin, she dragged her long pointy nails down his neck and onto his collarbones; stopping right at the edge of the shirt. Harry was left with pink burning scars.
Using her other arm, she took hold of his jaw and chin, staring into the abyss of green. Athea then threw his head to the side, as if throwing away a wrapper from a candy piece.
"Undress."
Harry proceeded to remove his articles of clothing, clearly taking too long for the girl's liking because she slapped him across the face. Removing the rest with a flick of her hand. Wandless.
Thank you father for these skills.
Now that the boy was left in only his boxers, Athea ordered him to lay on the bed, back pressed against the headboard.
