Intoxicating | Draco Malfoy

"You're intoxicating, did you know that?" I ask Y/L/N, who's sitting on my lap, toying with my hair. She knows I love it when she does that, she knows my weakness. She's my weakness.

"So I've heard," She replies. Moving from my hair to my neck, slowly sliding her slim fingers down my bare chest. I can't help but to watch her contently.

"I just can't seem to get enough of you. You're a drug, you're an addiction..." I ramble, "You're bad for me," I look into her eyes, meaning every last word. I didn't want to become dependent on anyone; but her, how could I not?

"We're broken. You and I, there's no fixing us. Don't you want to see if our broken pieces can make one whole?" Y/L/N leans into my ear before whispering, "Let me intoxicate you Draco."

Her words, her voice, her close proximity; all contributing factors to the goosebumps that arose on the surface of my skin.

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