❝ You were the nicotine I never knew I needed. ❞
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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...
Sorry for the tacky smut last chapter, I have a 40 point project and my partner is not doing any of it ✋😤 anyways enjoy.
(Ur gonna see that the timeline is a little messed up lol just go with it)
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"I'm sorry Draco did I hear that right? We aren't going to bed?" She asked him in fake concern. In all honesty, Athena didn't have feelings for Draco other than sex. She wanted to fuck him and two guys in one night is never a no in her book.
"Yes you heard that right, for once." He was mad, mad at her for letting Harry touch her, mad at himself for not doing it before Potter, he was in love for merlins sake!
You are just a whore, nothing more. He lied.
"Really, because your expression is showing another message to me." She huffed, not looking up from her nails; suddenly interested in inspecting them. "Enough with the mind reading." He spoke, unbuttoning his white school shirt. "You need to learn your lesson, disrespecting me like that princess. Especially In front of guests." Draco finished taking off his shirt, his torso was beautifully sculpted from white marble. Pale thin scars going in all sorts of directions visible from Harry's attack on him last year. Draco was slim, but not weak.
"I think I learned my lesson Dray, I'm good thanks." She smiled up at him, for that moment she looked innocent. Almost. She was the devil in disguise and Draco was yearning to undress the angel. Athea was calm, playing along to him and his game. She better be on top.
Athena ran her pink wet tongue along her top teeth, looking up at him; still in bed. The sheets covering her were no longer to be seen. "You know Dray, I've been waiting for you to actually grow a pair." She chuckled at him. "How many years have I been tormenting you?" No response.
Draco than began to unbuckle his belt, the harsh metal clinks sending shivers up Athea's spine. "Get up." He ordered her, his pants were disregarded somewhere leaving him just in his black boxers; waist band representing his wealth. She pouted like a baby, "Is that how you speak to your dearest friends? I assumed your father taught you better." She finished off with a cheeky grin, keeping her gaze glued to his. She did however, get up.
Her witty comment on his father was like pouring gasoline onto a burning lighter. His hand was choking her with such force she was barely able to keep her act. Athena's smirk only grew as he continued to leave her with no airway. Her pearly whites were shown while she continued to tease him. "Mmm- but I guess he never taught you how to choke properly, he does it better." The sentence was finished off as a soft moan escaping her red lips.
"Don't you dare speak of that you filthy slut." Draco looked down at her since he was much taller than the girl. Athea just kept on smiling, loving the way he reacted to her. "Your not denying that you want to fuck me just like he did." Athena stuck her tongue out, it was longer than average; she could easily touch her nose tip with it. Running her hands up and down Draco's forearms that were holding her in place. She could see the dark mark on his left arm that was gripping her waist tightly, the skin there red if he were to remove his hand. The hand he used to block the air from her lungs, traveled upwards a little bit; just enough to grip her jaw securely.
