[mature content, contains blood and other things.]
"Tell me, Rose."
Rose was sat in her dorm, minding her own buisness.
She was wearing a big white t-shirt with just underwear on. She wasn't even wearing a bra, and her hair was in a messy bun while she had a book in her hands reading it.
That is, until her door dorm was barged into.
She almost flinched, because she wasn't used to people bathing into her dorm but when she saw the platinum blonde hair, her nerves settled back down. He was now shutting her door, and walking over to her while she setting her book down.
While he was walking towards her, he was taking off his suit jacket and throwing it somewhere in the room. "That stunt you pulled in class today? Was not funny."
She giggled. "Which one?"
His eyes darkened into hers, and she immediately shut her mouth at the sight of his glare. Once she was in his range, he was gripping her throat in his large hand, and she looked up at him with innocent eyes.
"Get. Undressed."
He let go of her neck harshly, squeezing it hard before he let go and she was immediately following his instructions. Her pussy was now throbbing with excitement, and she was gripping the underside of her shirt to pull it over her head.
She tossed it to the ground, and Rose was just laying in her emerald green underwear, letting her breasts be on full display.
And Draco could barely get himself undressed looking at her like that.
But he managed to get his shirt and trousers off, so he was now in his boxers and he was walking back over to her. He grabbed her cheek very softly, "Give me permission to touch you, Rose. Give me permission to make you mine."
She didn't hesitate to let out a, "yes."
And as soon as she said that he was digging into his pants pockets and when she heard metal cling together she sucked in a breathe. Handcuffs. He was walking towards her, and grabbing her wrists gently before locking one on her wrist and the other on the headboard. He did the same with the other hand on the other side of her headboard and she thanked merlin that her bed wasn't big or else her arms would've been stretched.
And then-
He laughed at her. She shot him a glare, "Bitch i will beat the fu-."
"Rose." He warned in a deathly tone.
She clamped her mouth shut and he was walking to the other side of the bed, and when he set a knife on the table she nearly sucked in her breathe even more.
"I'm going to ask you again," his tone was sharp, before he was crawling in between her legs. "Do i have your consent to make you mine."
She knew what he meant. He wanted to do something with the knife- and she was okay with that. The level of hatred she had for him when he first met her was all gone now, because it was replaced with something she couldn't quite put her finger on.
She just knew that she was attached.
"Yes."
He was sliding her underwear down at an instant, and once they were off he threw them somewhere on the floor and bent down to lick a stroke on her throbbing heat. She gasped and knocked her head back, but he grabbed her neck from below and made her look at him.
"You look at me when I'm touching you." He spat, and spread her legs further with the other free hand he had and he delved back into her heat, making her buck her hips forward.
His mouth sucked on her clit roughly, and his tongue would slip inside of her occasionally. She was letting out pleasurable moans that filled the room, and when he was bringing his hand to her center he collected her lubricant on them and then inserted one of his thick long fingers.
She arched her back the slightest, and tried to grip onto his hair but she remembered the handcuffs that were jerking her wrists back.
"Fuck Draco-." She moaned, and almost tossed her head back but she didn't.
He was still holding eyecontact with her; that was the most hottest part.
When he inserted another finger, she now had two fingers dipping in her core, and she was moaning out at the pleasure it gave her. She could feel the knot in her stomach, and as soon as her walls tightened unexpectedly-
He pulled his fingers out and jerked his mouth away.
"You did not just-."
"YoU dId NoT jUsT-." He mocked in an annoying tone. "I told you, your getting punished. You did to yourself Rose."
She parted her mouth open and almost let out a gasp. She did this to herself, because she sucked him off under a desk and then proceeded to tell him 'fuck you.' So she let out a shaky breathe and almost wanted to cry at how bad it hurt to not have that orgasm.
She was so close, yet so far.
Draco was pulling down his boxers, and as soon as they were off he was aligning himself at her entrance and giving her no time to prepare before he slid the tip in. She gasped, and he slid inside of her deeper, her juices making it easy to slip in and out. He gripped onto her thighs, and when he started to thrust in and out she was moaning like crazy.
She was going crazy not being able to pull at his hair, or rub her own clit- even though Draco wouldn't allow her to touch herself like that when he was right here- but it still drove her crazy.
"Tell me, Rose." He taunted at her, and when she opened her eyes she looked directly at him and he clenched his jaw. "Are you going to suck me off without my permission? Or how about when you touched yourself in my classroom?" He proceeded to bury himself inside of her tight hole, taking up as much space as she had to offer.
"No-."
"Or tell me 'fuck you'?" He asked her again and she was immediately shaking her head no, letting out a moan in the process.
He reached his hand over to the table, and grabbed the knife in his hands. Rose widened her eyes, but she knew he'd never hurt her unless there was a good reason by it and she wanted to be marked as his.
Only his.
"Tell me if you want me to stop and I will, Love." He told her firmly.
When she nodded her head, he was pressing his palm on her thigh, spreading her legs even more and while he still pounded into her making her release endless moans, he dug the knife into her skin.
And oddly- she moaned at the feeling.
I was weird to think how some things don't hurt when the person you want is doing them, but now she was a moaning mess and she couldn't use her hands and it was driving her insane now.
When he went to a new fresh piece of flesh, he was carving something else into her delicate skin. He was kissing her neck, and pounding into her to do whatever he had to do to get her mind off of the knife but she liked the pain. And when it subsided and he was throwing the knife back on the nightstand, he was reaching up and unhooking her handcuffs.
He did the same with the other hand and as soon as they were off she clung into him, and bucked her hips.
"I'm- I'm gonna-."
Her walls tightened, and her vision was filled up with stars. Her muscles tensed and she was gripping his soft platinum hair in her fingers while her orgasm hit, and when she felt him release inside of her she knocked her head back again. Draco pulled away from her neck, and she was sure there was a hickey there but of course she didn't mind.
He looked into her eyes, now level with her face and when they connected their lips, it was as if it was only them in the world.
There mouths moved in sync, and she was now holding him in her embrace not caring that he hadn't pulled himself out yet. She gaped her mouth open for him to slip his tongue inside and when he got the hint he was shoving his tongue inside of her mouth, investigating in its wonders.
He had pulled away, and was backing away pulling himself out of her, watching as there mixed euphoria slightly spilled out of her. He got off the bed, and grabbed his shirt off the floor, wiping her up and cleaning her before he even thought about cleaning himself.
When he was done with that, he crawled back into her bed and scooped her up in his arms in the process. She layed her legs on either side of him, and rested her head on his chest only to feel his heart beat.
"You never fail to amaze me." He stated , and she smiled a cheeky smile.
"I guess that makes two of us," she responded.