His Savior

Chapter 16. Year 4. Amely.

"Malfoy!" I say as I try and get his attention. I shove his shoulders without luck. He's built like a rock. And that's not the only thing that's like a rock...

"Shh" he says sluggishly on my nipple. It sends a vibration through my chest, making me shiver. Which makes the man on top of me smirk. I can already feel my underwear being soaked through. "See?" he says. I can smell the firewhiskey. And there's a lot.

"Malfoy. Off. Now" I say sternly. But that was before he moved towards my neck. He starts kissing it on the exact places he found last time. My breath hitches and I clamp my thighs together, hoping for some friction.

"No, no, no" he says as he shoves his knee in between my legs. "That won't do" he chuckles.

"P-please" I beg as my ache grows stronger.

"Please what?" he teases.

"Malfoy-fuck. Just-just do it!" I exclaim through my shaky breaths.

"No. I want to hear you say it" he says as his thumb moves to my vacant nipple.

"Malfoy, please fuck me" I whisper. It seems to turn a switch on inside him.

Instantly he rips my pajama pants off and my underwear follows next. He slides down my body leaving hickeys along my body as he goes. Finally he gets to the place I needed him most.

"Fuck, your perfect" he breathes. "Has anyone touched you here?" he asks as he looks towards my hooded eyes. I shake my head. "I'm gonna need words baby" he says with a small chuckle.

"No, Malfoy. No one. Just you" I say as I plead him with my eyes. I know he can tell.

"That's not my name" he says with a glare, his eyes a lot darker than normal. They are normally a light liquid silver, but right now they are dark as storm clouds.

"So help me if you say I have to call you Daddy this is done. Cause as soon as I say that I'm gonna my balding middle aged father" I say with a fake gag. He better not have the Daddy kink. I will push him off this bed and run to the bathroom and lock the door. I will not think about my father while doing this unholy deed. He chuckles.

"No, call me Draco" he says.

"Ok" I say timidly.

"Ok what?"

"Ok, Draco- gah!" I let out. He shoved a finger in me as soon as I said his name. I can hear his finger coming in out of my sticky, wet pussy.

There's a pain but it slowly morphs into pleasure. Especially when he starts moving his tongue up my slit. I start moaning, a bit too much but I just couldn't hold them in.

As he adds a second finger I buck my hips up, nearly hitting his nose.

"YIP!" I let out as he slaps my ass. He gives me a glare as I grab his hair tightly. His fingers curls and it starts hitting a spot making me see stars. My back arches and I grasp at his hair even harder. He groans from in between my legs. Sending even more pleasure into my already ecstatic body.

His thumb starts rubbing my clit while his other hand holds my hips still. The cold rings on my hot skin making me shiver. My hands move to clasp the back of his neck, pulling on the slightly longer hair in the back.

I feel a clamp in my stomach when he starts sucking. I have no idea what this feeling is. But I start losing control of it. Fast.

"Are you gonna cum?" Draco asks me. I throw my head back into my pillow as my body quakes.

"I- oh God. I-I think so-uh" I say as my legs shake violently. He chuckles sending even more vibrations through my body.

Just as I'm about to reach my high he takes his fingers out. I whimper at the loss of his fingers. I look at him with pleading eyes. His mouth and chin are sleek and shiny. Somehow turning me on even more. But at this point Boots the monkey from Dora the Explorer could turn me on. Fuck Malfoy what did you do to me?

"Nuh uh" he shakes his head as he gets up. He briskly walks to the door. "Next time answer me when I ask you a question and you'll get to finish" he says as he turns around for a second. I can clearly see the tent in his pants.

I give him a confused look. Question? What question? He lets out an exasperated groan at my confused facial expression.

"Last night when I asked you who you were having the wet dream about" he says before leaving the room without a second thought.

My room smells like sex, sweat, firewhiskey, and... mints? How does he always make the rooms he's in smell like mints? It's scary really.

I look down and see the mess he created on my sheets. Their damp and the corners popped off from my excessive pulling.

I groan as I flop on my back. He will regret leaving me feeling so high and dry. Well not dry. My sheets say otherwise.

I wince as I sit up and stand. God, why the fuck are his fingers so long and broad? I shake my head clearing of the dirty thoughts that had invaded.

I walk over to my closet to pick an outfit. I notice the skirt Pansy has that's like five sizes to small on me. It's like seven sizes to small on her, Amanda said she uses it in roll playing sex.

It sounded intriguing. I shove the thought away as I push the skirt aside to look for my clothes.

But that's when my brilliant idea hit me. Malfoy will suffer. I promise you that. I'll pinky promise it even.

A/N Remember this is my first smut so be nice. Practice makes perfect so once I have more practice writing smut I'll come back and edit this. Until now this is the best I got.