"Get on your fucking knees and suck me off like a good little slut." [VERY INTENSE SMUT] All warnings in the disclaimer. Cover made by @/wwmalfoy 9.18.20 - now

yeah this is a rodrick x reader fanfic what about it? this will all be how i would react to things i write in the story, it will get dramatic and maybe a little depressing but dont worry there will be a warning! alright so lets get into it

Camilo Madrigal. His nerve. His self-obsessed smirk. You wanted nothing to do with him after what he did. But maybe there's something beneath that smug façade. Maybe he'll let you see it. And maybe there are secrets about your "ordinary" Encanto family that even you don't know yet. Cover by @nerdish_simp Best ranks: #1 in readerxcharacter (February 11, 2022) #1 in angst (February 24, 2022)

"I- I can't take it anymore, I need to cum." I said. "Oh, you need to cum?" He asked, stroking my thighs. I nodded and looked at him in the eyes. His blue-grey eyes were a darker shade and they were looking at me with hunger. "Do it yourself. Show me." He said, smirking. - Started the 25/05/21 - Finished the 23/06/22

CHARACTERS ARE 17+ Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry everyone's favorite school but not for the rich Slytherins. Ever since they were put in the "wrong house" the other houses started to ignore and look down on them. So Angie and her friends decided to show what Slytherins really are and how they made them. Throughout the years at the school Hogwarts things became more darker for her, her close friends and for everyone. As she grew older she was forced into wrong decisions that didn't benefit anyone but for who shall not be named himself. Will she ever be on the light side or stay on the dark side? Angie being the most beautiful, vile girl anyone will drop on their knees for her. That makes her life simple and easier to have some, fun. '"We both know we wanted this for a long time now. You're already soaked, why stop now?" I didn't realize I was this wet until he said it. I felt his one finger slide into my underwear just touching the outside walls of my pussy. He didn't move his fingers which made me crave even more for him to just touch me. He was waiting for me to tell him to keep going. "Touch me, Draco," I begged. I wanted him, I've always wanted him. He didn't hesitant, he slid in one finger inside my drenched pussy making me go up on my tippy toes. He slid his finger in and out of me, my back arching for me to get more of him.'

Y/n Y/l/n is in her 8th year and gets introduced to a 7th+8th year secret Slytherin only game. Selected students at selected times get little notes with a task and the number of points they'll get for completing said task. At the end of the year, whoever won with the most points would either become 'The Handler' (person in charge of selecting the tasks) the next year or if you are in your 8th year, you'd be granted whatever you desire. And it's whatever you want. The Handler will always remain anonymous and if anyone tries to find out who it is, they will be disqualified. If they do manage to obtain any information, their memories will be erased. The game isn't friendly and for some reason, it keeps targeting Y/n and Draco's relationship. The question is why and who. How long will it be before the mysterious Handler success with whatever they are trying to do? It does get very smutty so click off if you aren't comfortable with this stuff. ⚠️ Also would like to say the character Mattheo Riddle is from the book Possessive,

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐦 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭? #ProfessorMalfoy#smut @heylolittaheyy 2021

"𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭," 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬. "𝐀-𝐀 𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞.." [mature content.]

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞," 𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬; 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲.

"Seriously? This is my assistant?" Mr. Malfoy complained as he stared at the girl in front of him. "You could've chosen anybody except Diggorys sister?" The women at the front desk just looked down ashamed, but not once did Mr. Malfoys eyes leave Lucille Diggorys figure.