His little rat (Draco x reader)
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  • Reads 6,895
  • Votes 203
  • Parts 15
  • Time 4h 29m
Ongoing, First published Oct 11, 2020
Mature
If you could only imagine the things you do to me y/n." I could feel his warm breath on my skin.

,,Draco stop." I whispered realizing I didn't actually want him to stop.

,,That's the problem y/n. I can't." he said sharply.

p.s.  title of the story is a joke between me and my friend:)
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