Peppermint (DM smut love story)

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Trigger warning - please scroll to bottom

YOU AND DRACO HEAD FOR HIS dorm after dinner, telling the others you're working on your potions essay before the party. This gives you a couple of hours to talk things over with him before the others arrive.

He opens the door and gestures for you to enter, you go in and set your bag down on the settee to the right of his room. You take your robes off and hang them over the edge of the settee, leaving you in your shirt, Slytherin tie, your short pleated skirt and fishnet tights. You pull your hair back into a pony and start nervously playing with your curls.

Draco turns to face you after hanging his robes up, "would you like a drink?"

"Yeah, actually, that would be great." He pours two glasses of firewhiskey over ice and hands you one, taking a seat on the settee opposite you. You sit down opposite him and swirl the whiskey in your glass, taking a sip, locking eyes with Draco. "Why did you want me to come before everyone else?"

"I want to explain everything to you, but I'm not sure you'll understand."

"Well then, help me to understand." He takes a drink of his whiskey, downing it in one. Getting up to pour himself another one.

"Okay, as I'm sure you know, my father was a death eater in the First Wizarding War."

"Yeah, what has that got to do with anything?"

"My father as his father before him and so on, has been raised to hate mudbloods and half bloods and those associated with them. It's been embedded into him, as it was embedded into me. That first day at Hogwarts when I saw you under the sorting hat, you intrigued me. Pulled me in , with your green eyes and blushed cheeks."

You smile slightly at him, as you start to soften. You remember seeing him on that first day too, when you first met Lux. He was the next person to extend his hand to you, introducing himself. He looked so funny with his platinum blonde hair slicked back, but his icy grey eyes drew you in. "Then I saw you, speaking with Granger in the courtyard. And then again, studying with her in the library. Then Zabini told me about how you had went to a muggle primary school." He hangs his head, almost as if he's ashamed. "That's when I knew. I couldn't be friends with you, but god I couldn't take my eyes off you. As we grew up together, I saw you grow more beautiful everyday. And I wanted to rip Ivankov's head off when I found out what happened after the Yule Ball last year." He falls silent.

"Draco, I had no idea. Truly." He looks up to meet your gaze.

"I had to make you hate me, that's why I've been awful to you all these years. I had to push you away. When I saw you on the train this year, you just looked so- so womanly. It drove me mad. Then the first night back, when I saw you wearing that dress. Then, Montague. I just, I had to help you. You looked so terrified, I wanted to leave you alone but, it's like you're a magnet and I'm the polar end and I can't keep away from you. And you keep twirling your damn hair like you're doing now."

His words stop your hand from fidgeting with your hair. "You know," you start, "all summer I thought about you. I couldn't get you out of my head." You bite your lower lip as he watches you. "And that thing with Mikhail last year, it didn't really mean anything. Yeah, it was nice. But nothing like what you make me feel."

You stand, heart pounding in your chest. You close the small distance between you and him, you place your hand on either side of his face as he places his hands on your hips and you bring him into an embrace. You stay like that for a moment, until he pulls away and looks up at you, you hold his gaze for what feels like a lifetime. You can't believe Draco Malfoy, The Slytherin Prince, has just opened up and bared his soul to you.

You lean down to kiss him, placing delicate kisses on his plump lips. You run your tongue along his lips, asking for entrance and he gives it to you as his grip on your hips tighten. You let out a soft moan, as he stands up and grabs a fistful of your hair. He takes you into the bathroom, lifting you and placing you on the vanity unit. As your kisses intensify, he hitches your leg up to gain access to your underwear. He pulls away for a second.

"Do you know how much these fishnets turn me on?" You bite your lip at him. "Do you have more of them?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Good." He rips a hole in them and starts rubbing against your laced underwear, you gasp as he grabs the back of your head with his other hand and he brings his swollen lips to yours again. He stops rubbing only to pull your underwear the side and run a finger across your clit before inserting it inside of you, you buck your hips against his finger.

"Oh my god. This feels a good." You let out between panting breaths. He removes his finger and stands to look at you.

"Stand up." You do as he says, your knees buckling slightly. He slowly undoes the buttons on your blouse, removing your shirt. "Take off your clothes." He leaves the room before you can say anything else. You remove your skirt and tights, leaving you in just your underwear. He walks back in, wearing only his trousers, carrying a vial. He hands it to you, wordlessly. You drink the vile, furrowing your brows at its bitter taste. You hear the shower come on.

You turn around as Draco walks back towards you, grabbing you and turning you around. "I told you to take your clothes off. That includes this," he runs his finger across the top of your bra, "and this." His other hand runs across the waistband of your thong. His hands both run across your skin until they meet at the middle of your back, unclasping your bra. He lets it fall to the floor as he kneels on the floor, still behind you. You feel yourself blush as he grabs either side of your thong and slowly starts to remove it, pulling it down your legs. He stays in that position as you step out from your thong, before rising and smacking your behind. You turn around to unbuckle his belt, you throw it onto the floor and slowly undo his zip, forcing his trousers down.

"Get in the shower." He says, you look up to his eyes and linger there for a moment. "Now." You listen to him and walk towards the shower, feeling the hot water soak your skin. You turn around as Draco enters, closing the glass door behind him.

He slams you against the wet tiles and crashes his lips to yours again, lifting your thigh up to gain better access. The water is pouring over both of your bodies as he lines himself up with your entrance and slams into you. He slams into you over and over, a grunt escaping his lips each time he's deep inside you, you throw your head back in delight, "fuck Draco, that's it, right there, don't stop" he's thrusting into you hard and fast.

"Your pussy is so tight," he murmurs into your ear, grabbing your other leg as you wrap your legs behind his back. He keeps hitting the same spot much to your delight, "Draco I'm gunna c-come" you say just as you tighten around his dick as he moans and thrusts into you a few more times, eventually slowing down and coming to a stop. He leans against you, is head nuzzled into your neck as you hold onto his shoulders as both of your breathing starts to slow.

He shuts the shower off and places you on your feet, keeping hold of your hands until you find your balance. "We better get ready, the others will be here soon." You both walk out of the shower and Draco casts a drying spell over the both of you. You turn to the mirror and slick your straight hair up into a bun and use your wand to add light makeup; blush, eyeliner, mascara and lipgloss. You start to put your blouse on, "hey, Draco do you know where my thong is?"

"You mean, this one?" He says, your thong hanging from one of his fingers. "Yes, that one!" You say as you grab it out of his hand, laughing. You both finish off getting ready and leave the bathroom holding hands.

"I think that was the best-" you start, but don't get to finish as you see everyone from your friend group, minus Pansy and Daphne, sitting in Draco's dorm. Looking at you both.

TRIGGER WARNING - mention of sexual abuse.