"Remember your homework pages tonight, students." Professor Snape said blandly as everyone was getting ready to leave to the Great Hall for dinner.
This class was the worst, because Snape gave out so much homework. And the thing is, he's not even a nice teacher. If he were nice, I probably wouldn't complain over the assignments.
I'm in year 5, and I used to think first year was hard. Sometimes I think we're never going to get a break.
Just thinking about it, I started to grow into a bad mood. Aggressively grabbing my books, I see a blur out of the corner of my eye.
Draco.
I could tell it was him because the closer he got, the more I could smell peppermint and oak wood hues.
"Hey, Darling." Draco and I have been dating for about one month now. But I'd have to say that I'm pretty bored with him.
He's so rough and toxic, but when it comes to me he's all vanilla. He doesn't want to hurt me. And I love him for that, but he's never even... touched me in that way before, and the furthest in intercourse that we've gone in, was making out for 10 minutes in his bedroom.
He hits the spot, but lately, he hasn't. And I hated that.
"Oh hey, Draco." I quickly brought my dazed-out attention right back to him, as I wrapped my arm around his shoulder. "What are you up to now?" I question, as his cheeks began red at the sight of me.
And I realize that he hasn't answered me, so I look up at him to see his piercing gray eyes stare into mine.
This. This is why I could never leave Draco Malfoy.
"Are you okay?" I stop in the middle of the corridor, and that causes him to come to a halt as well. "Just studying you—that's all." A soft smile formed abroad his face. I really wanted to cuddle him and kiss him all over, but another side of me wanted him to fuck me senseless.
He started to continue to walk, but I couldn't help but speak my mind. Because if I didn't anytime soon, I knew I would fall out of love.
"Wai-," I started as he quickly turned around. "Draco... I want to talk." His jaw clenched, thinking I was going to break up with him. Grabbing his wrist, the corners of his mouth twitch just a bit. "I'm so sorry, did I do something wrong? I—I can fix it-" I cut him off as my soft touch collided with his cold wrist.
"I'm not breaking up with you baby. I just—I wanted to tell you how I feel about how you treat me." His face untensed in relief, but started to tense back up at what I had ended off with. "I'm sorry-am I hurting you?" He spat, as his eyes formed to look saddened.
"No, and that's the problem."
His sad, droopy eyes widened at my remark. "I—I hate how sweet and innocent you act. Sometimes I just want you to-" I hadn't realized it yet, but I was cut off by Draco's cold hands pinning my neck against an even colder, rocky wall.
"How fucking long was it going to take you to ask me this?" His nose was flared, and scrunched up not in disgust, but in anger.
I was even more confused than he was in this very moment.
Of course.
He didn't want to touch me without my permission.
"Wha-uh... I don't know. I just, I want you to be an asshole. I have no clue why I feel that way, but it's something that I want..." his eyebrows raised as his grip on my neck loosened a bit. "You want me to treat you like- like a slut?"
When I say I had immediate butterflies, I meant immediate. The moment he spoke those words, I had no time left before I felt wet. In an instant, there was a pool in my panties that I couldn't control even if I wanted to.
"Please." I begged to him as the skin on my neck, started to feel dripping in sweat from under his hands.
"You've got it." Just then, he pushed me into a random door. Everything flashed in that moment. I couldn't recognize where I was, and what was happening. But I knew it was going to make me feel better about him afterwards.
"I always please you before I please myself." A sexy smirk formed on his angelic-featured face. "Are your panties wet for me, y/n?"
I don't know this Draco, but I also liked it. I was speechless, until I formed the control to speak. "Y-yes. Can-can you t-touch me no-ow?" Everything came out in a mumbling stutter, but he understood it.
"I sure can." Slowly walking towards me, I look around to realize that I'm in a storage closet, or just a random closet in general.
I've snapped into reality.
*sexual content and graphic language*
Laying straight up with my eyes dozed up, he starts to pull down my skirt. I moved my legs, which caused him to look up at me. "Are you sure you can handle me?" I didn't bother to say a word, as I nodded.
Then came off my underwear, which were already soaked anyways. "Fucking perfect, y/n." He stared at my body and started to undress himself.
Hi uniform being ripped off one by one, leaving only his white button-up. But in no time, that was off too.
I found myself dead on gazing respectfully at his abdomen. Defined, and sweaty abdomen.
"You asked for it." He dived closer to me as he pull out his 10 1/2 inch dick, and put it inside.
My eyebrows furrowed, as I let out a soft moan. "Don't make a sound." I didn't understand why I couldn't, but he just kept on going faster in faster as my face was full of mixed emotions.
Him entering in and out of me as I struggled to grab the sides of an old school desk. Clapping sounds radiated the entire room, as I covered my mouth trying not to make a sound.
"You like that huh? Take it all you whore." He grasped my waist as he went even faster and harder, ripping my button-up completely off.
My teeth biting down so hard on my lip, trying to prevent my cries.
"Don't do it, Y/L/N" he plead to me, telling me not to make a sound. "Or you will be terribly punished."
At this point, I knew I was going to be red and sore all down there from just this. I didn't want to know his other capabilities.
Or did I?
I grunted oh fuck as he immediately stopped. "What did I fucking say? Now I'm gonna rip your insides to shreds."
My face was panicked, and scared. Not of him, but the things that he could do to me.
He put his fingers in his mouth, and then started to gently rub my clit. His wet fingers moving so fast on my body, but he went even further and entered his dick back inside of me.
My mouth opened so wide, and I made a tight fist, making nail imprints in my palms.
"Don't cum." He spat onto my clit rubbing faster and faster, as he was pushing his cock in and out of me just as fast.
It felt like pain. A very good pain that I didn't want to end.
Every movement he made, his hands made them too. His face changed every second, and his head threw back. I could barely look, but I could see every detail in his neck. The veins.
My face was soaked in sweat and tears, makeup running down my face.
"Now. Now! Fucking cum for me! Scream so loud that everyone can her how pathetic you are for me y/n!" He gripped my chin in a cup hold as I groaned, and finally screamed his entire name.
Draco Lucius Malfoy.
He came to a halt as he grunted. "Fuck, you—you're so good." I smiled and laughed a bit as the entire floor around us was covered in a mixture of mine and Draco's cum.
He just lie beside me naked.
Ina school closet.
"I love you, Loser." He planted a soft iss onto my cheek.
"I love you more, Pinhead."
