hello! can I request poly!Weasley twins x reader smut where reader who is usually confident becomes really shy, blushes and covers her face with hands when it comes to sex is sandwiched between the twins? it's ok to ignore this request if you don't like it!!
How can I ignore that request, Anon? It’s totally hot!
Warning: 18+, Minors dni!, Anal, Threesome, Dirty talk, Masochism, Slight! Odaxelagnia, Choking, Discipline, Spitting, Pet names, and Degradation.
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“What happened? Boldness got taken away?”
“Think so. Look at her — squirming like a bitch in heat.”
Too disoriented, you can’t even answer Fred’s question and bite back at George’s corrupting words. It’s like you’re not you anymore. It’s like you’re suddenly a baby who can’t put words together. You look pathetic in their eyes. Two pairs piercing through your body that quivers in between them.
Hands covering your face — legs open wide by George’s two calloused hands whilst you’re laying down on Fred’s chest, clenching down on your hips. Their pathetic little slut. “Acting all bold out there and showing how smart you are,” you squealed, a rough thrust from your puckered hole causing you to feel that certain feeling in your stomach.
“Now look who’s a dumb baby. Sinning off of us.” You got taken aback when George pulled your hands away from your face forcefully — his fingers curling perfectly around your neck. Your throat tried to get words out of it but it seems that George resisted it to do what it wanted. “Shut up and take it,”
Fred took this as a hint to continue fucking into you. The older twin gliding his lips down your bare shoulders. A strangled yell was all you could make out after you felt a stinging sensation when he bites down on your raw skin. George groaned. The way that you clenched down on him because of getting bitten only made his eyes roll in the back of his head. Out of the two of them, you would guess that Fred would be attracted to masochism in bed. But you are so wrong. As they said, it’s always the innocent ones.
He likes to see you cry. In bed only of course. He loves it when he inflicted pain on your body and you react sexually to it. Either your cream filled walls choke his cock down or your pathetic cries for mercy. Oh, how he loves all of it. Fred sometimes joins in the fun, he’s not going to lie his twin’s taste for sex is impeccable. The things that you do to them. And the things that they do to you.
His grip on your neck only tightens more when you desperately grip on his wrist. “M’not hurting you poppet, actually I’m doing you a favour.” He started to move again as he watched you become miserable for air. “Georgie lay off the darlin’, she might not take it with two dicks inside of her at once,” Fred teasingly said.
“Stop spoiling her too much, look what she’d become,” his thumb travels up to your lips, forcing them open as you cry for Fred’s help. “Freddie can’t help you now, poppet.” He spat inside of your mouth, your tongue trembling when he did. He thrust in you, painfully slow but rough. Diverse to his twin’s thrust, painfully fast. You don’t know if you’re able to keep your eyes open from how pleasurable pain you are in right now.
“A fucking spoiled brat who can’t keep her mouth shut for a minute.” Fred’s deep groan and chuckle made all of the hair on your back stand up. “She loves it, Georgie. Don’t you, love?” Damn it, they’re making you insane. Fred gives you kitten licks in your ear as his finger traces sluggish circles on your lower abdomen. “Mouth’s only good for sucking cocks,” George shamelessly says.
“Isn’t that what we trained her for?”
“Yeah but not like a greedy cockwhore who can’t even last a minute without a dick inside of her.”
Random but since I just had the time to finish stranger things season 4, this saved Twitter p link on my phone reminds me of Steve and I’m shitting myself because it’s hot and adorable 😩.
𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓎: After a long deep conversation with your friend, she ends up recommending you to a drug dealer who attends her high school.
𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉: 3.8k+
𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: 18+ only. drugs, usage of drugs, explicit language, kissing, heavily kissing, oral sex, unprotected sex, cum eating… smutty af.
𝒶/𝓃: oh my god. season 4 of stranger things is freaking amazing. but this character. when I saw him… I KNEW I had to write about him. I can’t even comprehend how he made me feel so… anyways… hope you like the story! also this is spoiler free!
‘’I hope I’m at the right place.’’ you say to yourself, as you drive down a dark driveway until you notice a cluster of trailers, dispersed across the area in front of you
You were talking to your friend a few nights ago, and the topic became pretty deep. You expressed how sometimes you just wanted to feel numb due to your preoccupied thoughts lately. That’s when she mentioned the drug dealer that attends her high school. She said that he has the best supplies for when you need to take a moment for yourself. Since you were from a different highschool you had no idea what he would look like let alone where he lived so you told her if she would get them for you. Of course she said no so you were left with a paper and scribbled on was the address followed by his name.
‘’Eddie Munson.’’ you say his name as you approach his trailer. You could see there was a light inside, meaning he was home and was expecting you as your friend told him you would be arriving sometime later this evening.
Parking the car outside, you grab your small pouch you had with the money inside. You weren’t sure how much he’d charge so you brought a fair amount just in case.
After locking the car, you walk up to his front door and knock, hoping you knocked on the right door.
pov: your Instagram but you're married to Aaron Hotchner
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y/nhotchner: another day being my bitch
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d.morgan: this feels a little too personal to be seeing
→ badass_em: agreed, especially with his tie untied
aarhotcher: *another day of adoring my wife
→ y/nhotchner: synonyms, baby
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y/nhotchner: breakfast duty
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aarhotchner: somehow i’m always the one on breakfast duty
→ y/nhotchner: i didn’t hear any complaints this morning
→ aarhotchner: there was adequate repayment
→ d.morgan: y’all know we can all read these comments, right?
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y/nhotchner: baby Theo Oliver Hotchner
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babygirlpg: I call dibs on babysitting
jessbrooks: congratulations. so happy for your family <3
→ y/nhotchner: love you <3
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y/nhotchner: date night!!
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aarhotchner: you’ve got to stop taking photos of me, baby
→ y/nhotchner: sorry not sorry. you’re so handsome
→ babygirlpg: shippppp
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y/nhotchner: hearteyes
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aarhotchner: I’ve been looking at you like that for five years
→ y/nhotchner: and i’ve loved every minute of it <3
babygirlpg: we love to see our unit chief smiling
→ doctorreid: Yes, statistically the more times he smiles a day, the more likely we are to get the weekend off
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y/nhotchner: the cutest Darth Vader ever… and some other dude
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jessbrooks: he was so excited before you two got back with the costume
mommyjareau: spiderman/ darth vader playdate
→ y/nhotchner: yes! and i’ll bring baby Chewbacca
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y/nhotchner: imagine the state of the bathroom floor
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sean_hotchner: big man is looking a lot like baby Aaron
→ aarhotchner: he’s got a baby Sean personality though
→ y/nhotchner: they want a visit from uncle Sean asap
babygirlpg: those big brown eyes!
→ y/nhotchner: and long eyelashes… jealous
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y/nhotchner: the boys out in LA
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d.morgan: weren’t you guys meant to be at the crime scene?
→ y/nhotchner: i’m an opportunistic photographer
→ aarhotchner: she made us, and get back to work on the files
→d.morgan: yes bossman
→ babygirlpg: that smile doesn’t look forced
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y/nhotchner: bring your kid to work day… but your parents travel on a private jet
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aarhotchner: *disclaimer* there were no usual BAU discussions
d.morgan: little man and Henry had a good point about web shooters
→ doctorreid: agreed
→ teelewis: agreed
→ mommyjareau: agreed
→ babygirlpg: agreed, and i’m not even in the field
→ davidrossiofficial: agreed
→ y/nhotchner: pressure is on @/aarhotchner
can you do part 3 for chores. maybe some toys like a leash or a vibrator? and spitting kink and if you can, cum cooking... Make it filthy, as filthy as you can dear. I encourage sin.
Chores
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Pairing: Stepdad!Draco Malfoy x Reader
Warning: 18+ Minors dni!, Stepcest, Age gap (the reader is of age), D.S. Dynamic, Dom!Draco, Dildo, Cheating, Anal fingering, Degradation, Begging, Whip, Pet names, Blindfold play, Ropes, Angry sex, Exhibitionism, Spanking, and Daddy kink.
This may not be as dirty but next time, I'll do better.
Word count: 1.4k
You are deteriorating in pain and pleasure underneath a man who was tormenting you with overstimulation by a slick clear dildo that was almost as big as his size. He was thrusting it in and out with no grace nor tenderness as he watched you scream and beg for him to stop.
A slap came across your face, a hissing pang stopping your cries. Blurry blackness was only what you see as a blindfold stops you from looking at what your step-father was doing. “You dirty little whore,” he spoke, “Prancing around my manor when there are guests around with that slutty dress of yours.”
Never have you intended for that kind of circumstance. But of course, Draco had to take it the wrong way. You were talking to one of the many guests that happened to be a guy. You were oblivious to the looks he gave you. The sinful gazes that he had whilst you’re so busy with talking. However, Draco has seen it all.
The sly brush of the guy’s hand on your shoulder down to your waist. You might see it as a “laughing gesture” but to Draco, it was more than that. And he’s so disappointed in you that you did not take his number one rule seriously. Never let another man touch you.
With a dark scowl on his face, he pulled out the clear dildo out of your puffy cunt — setting it beside the bed. You can clearly sense the whisky in him. From his drunken acts and scent, you know he had more than two glasses. Something that usually doesn’t happen.
“Who in the world told you that you can wear that disgusting dress in front of those men?” You gasped, a harsh noise coming from the whip that he brought out to smack your stomach. Whimpering from the aftershock, you haven’t got the time to answer him. You want to rub the slapped flesh but can’t because of the ropes he tied your wrists in.
He darkly chuckles, a pool of your arousal dripping from your crimson red walls that are bruised from the abuse that the dildo gave you. “Yah like to break my rules now huh?” another slap ran across your inner thighs causing you to close your legs together.
“First, y’let another man touch you,” he gritted in between his teeth as you cried once again from another smack. “Now, not answering my questions,” you gasped. Floods of tears stopped from shock. He slapped you across the face. Something that he had never done before. And he professed that he would never do it.
“Don't answer me and I’ll never stop.” You cried out, not enjoying this one bit. Your limbs become frail from the brutal smack. “Mum! Mum told me t’was pretty!”
Draco scoffed. “Since when did you care about your mum? Constantly begging your stepdad to fuck you and you care about her opinion on a slut of a dress?” He unfastens the ropes — lines of red decorating your wrists ghastly. He manhandled your frame to your feet, not caring about your begging. With his hand gripped around your arm, he pushed you somewhere you can’t comprehend.
You’re scared. The guests are still there and you fear that he might show you undressed. Your legs failing to keep their balance, Draco sets your hand somewhere — feeling that it’s a railing of a window. You started to panic. Your bedroom window looks out the view of the garden where the visitors are seated.
He took your blindfolds off. After adjusting to the light, you open them. Your pupils expand as you are in front of your window where everyone can just look up and see you. His hand went up to your chin, grabbing your face ruthlessly. “Y’want to start caring ‘bout your mum? Fine. Let’s see how she will react to her daughter having sex with her husband.”
You shouldn’t but your core pulsed. Inferring that you need him to touch you one more. Just one more. You need his cock inside of you. Not some shitty plastic dildo. You need him. “Or I could stop and just fuck your mum-”
“No! Please no! Only me, daddy, please! Fuck only me!” He laughed at your pathetic pleads. His hand worked on unzipping his pants. “Greedy little thing,” he whispered, holding a fist of your hair and pulling it back. “Give me a reason to only fuck you and not her.”
“She cheated on daddy! She’s not good like me! She lets another man touch her when you’re already there!” His hand came across your ass. “And you’re not the same?” “No! I would not let anyone fuck me other than dad-”
He made a sharp thrust, not letting you finish your sentence. He’d heard enough. It makes him feel satisfied that you know not to be like your mum. “Good girl,” there it is. The praise that you’ve been waiting for all night. He moved both of his hands on your hips, sweetly tilting his head back and giving a moan.
You feel like you're in heaven. Every day with him is heaven. You finally let your eyes close, focusing on the sweet rhythmic drill of his dick in you. The ripe slapping noise of your skin and his balls echoed throughout the room. At this point, you forgot that you’re in front of a window where everyone can see you.
“Fuck,” you gasped as you felt his thumb brush over your puckering hole. Panting like a dog, he leaned over to you and whispered, “Can I?” How can you not let him to his wishes? His pleads are like harper tunes to you. You hummed a moan, biting your lips as he slowly pushed his thumb into your puckered second hole.
As if at that moment she’s ready to reach her high. With that small gesture, he can make you cum. God, he can make you cum in seconds if he wants to. You can hear his breath as clear as day. His whisky scent makes your nose drown.
Squeezing down on him more and more by the moment, waiting for him to let you let go of that sweet release that you’ve wanted. “Wait f’me bunny.” With his thumb still inside your puckered hole and his cock dragging in and out of your pussy, you don’t know if you can even last a second.
“Cum bunny, cum f’daddy.” Permission was given, you slanted your head back, eyes closed and let yourself run that pure orgasm as he was too piercing his nails into your raw flesh as he shot his seed in you.
Coming down from that high, he pulled both his thumb and cock out of your holes. He leaned once more, kissing your neck for comfort. As you’re trying to catch your breath, from your peripheral view you saw him go to your bathroom and then to your closet
The moment he comes back, he’s holding a box of tissue and a shirtdress. He cleans you up quietly. Then you remember that you’re still in front of the window. You look around and see no one is looking over at you. Except for one. Except for Draco’s friend Harry…
You didn’t say anything as Draco pulled you away from the window and started to dress you. You like this. After each time he’ll fuck you, he will take care of you as if he hadn’t ruined you yet.
“Bunny,” he called out. You looked up at him and his eyes are still on your dress as he fixes you up. “Yes?” “Let me ruin your other hole tonight.” His request got you in a bit of a shock. He might have pushed a finger or two but never his cock. You’re worried that something bad will happen. But trusting him, he would never let that happen. So you nod your head slowly, watching as a smile makes its way up to his face. “Go to my room tonight,”
“But mum-” he cuts you off. “She’s going to one of her men tonight.” A tiny oh escaped your lips. He twirled you around, pulling your skirt up. He fondled your ass for a moment before you gasped and held onto the railings of the window for support. He pushed something in your ass. Something much bigger than his fingers. As he pulled your skirt down once again, he makes you face him and said,
“Never pull that out or else my cock won’t fit inside of you tonight.”
Summary: Sirius finds out that he’ll be having a step-sister and needs to come back home. Yet he finds something more interesting about this new sister that his brother talks of.
A soft but spirited tone awoke you from your slumber, a soft pair of lips nibbling on yours so sweetly. So thorough that it might make you crazy. Hell, it can make anyone crazy. His lovely kisses were a sign that he was crazy for you. That not a day goes by without him owning you. Honey dewed slobber surrounding his tongue was a craving that he’s been obsessed with.
A moan ran from your throat when you felt him gently pull your tongue whilst still sucking on the already swollen lower lip. You finally had the chance to breathe when he pulled away with a pop from letting your lip go. Your faltering eyes negligibly got their vision back, seeing a total prince hovering over you with a smile that could weaken everyone in the world.
The setting daylight covers half of his face, making him appear like one of those gods that save you from hell and take you to heaven with just one smile. Your lips curled into a grin, loving the scene in front of you. Regulus’ smile never goes awry. It makes your day already happy and full of sunshine. “Wake up love, we have dinner,” he whispers, placing a dove kiss on your cheek. You chuckled, loving his affectionate side. He pulls away but not before another peck on your lips. He just can’t get enough.
You sat up, stretching your arms out whilst yawning. Regulus smiles at your cuteness before getting himself dressed neatly again. You stare at him, with a thought in mind. “Regulus,” you called out. He hummed, putting his shoes on. “You said Sirius is a traitor…” he stops midway on putting the other one. The mention of his brother irks him. Especially when it comes from your mouth.
“But he doesn’t seem like one.” You moved the covers away from your body, feeling the cold air finally. You went ahead to get your dress from earlier where he threw it at, only to be stopped by Regulus’s grip on your wrist. “Stay here,” he says. You obeyed his orders, like always and stayed. You stare at him as he carries your dress away from the ground and flaps it to dust it off. “Up” Your arms flew up. He wears the dress on to you, taking care of you just like he promises. “Listen here.” His eyes didn’t bother to look at yours and just continue to fix your dress.
“Stay away from him.”
“But why-”
“Are you questioning my advances?” You instantly pursed your lips and looked down. If there’s something that you don’t like about Regulus is when he’s mad. You feel like he doesn’t care about you anymore if he is. It bothers you how he punishes you in two ways. Make you feel like nobody or make you feel like a slut. You shook your head gently, trying to not anger him more.
His fingers slide below your chin to make you look up at him. “This is for your good,” he says, the admiration that you longed for was alive again. “I don’t like it when you talk to other boys…” You glanced up with a shocked expression. You were surprised to see him looking at you with worry as he said those words. “Daddy gets… jealous.” You started to panic, concerned that you might have hurt him. You don’t want him to feel that. You don’t want that.
“So stay away from him, okay?” Your head nods frantically, trying to reassure him that you won’t ever do that to him. He smiles proudly, snaking his hand behind your head as he leans down, pulling you in for a kiss. His other hand carries the other side of your cheek as he opens his mouth faultlessly to make out with you. Your brows knitted together when you hear a moan accidentally escape him.
“I. Love. You,” he says in between kisses. If only you knew how you made him crazy for you. If only you knew that you were one of the reasons why he gets up in the morning. If only you knew how he would always set work aside for you. A knock on the door made him groan and pull away from the tender kiss. He flops his head on your shoulder, frustrated with whoever dares to interrupt his passionate rendezvous with your lips.
“Sir Regulus, dinner is about to start,” you hear Kreacher say. You covered your mouth and tried to stay quiet as Regulus ordered you to do whenever there’s someone outside the door when you’re alone with him. “And ma’am Y/N should also come. The Master is looking for her.” Yours and Regulus’ eyes widened. Heart stomping, Regulus went to the door and opened it. There stands Kreacher whose hands are behind him. As Regulus was about to say something, Kreacher cut him off.
“I, Kreacher the elf, should not tell others about this.” With that, he left you and Regulus alone once again. Regulus shuts the door with disbelief and solace held in his eyes. He looks up at you. “Guess Kreacher knows…”
“Is it bad?” You asked, a faltering fear overcoming your head. He shakes his head and then pulls you in a warm embrace. “No, love. S’not. I trust Kreacher enough to know that he won’t say a word.” You hummed, chest heaving down and letting out the air that you contained earlier. Your hands hiked on his back to return his hug whilst you closed your eyes, leaning on his chest.
Not aware of the elder brother that is on the other side of the door, listening to everything from you and him snogging to Kreacher consoling Regulus and you.
As soon as he hears footsteps from the other side, he walks away as if nothing happened. He made his way to the dining hall where there sat his mother on the right of a man who he assumed was the new man of her life. He walked closer to them and the two finally noticed his stature. His mother gave him a half-smile whilst the other a full grin.
He stands up from the seat and greets Sirius with a hand extending to him. “Sirius, we’ve finally met,” he said. It kind of sets Sirius off. He never had seen his father as enthusiastic when seeing him. It’s a new one for him. He smiles, shakes the man’s hand and says, “Nice to finally meet you, Sir…”
The dinner went on as good as it was. You and Regulus sat opposite Sirius and Walburga. Whilst your father was conversing with Sirius and he answers perfectly, he can’t help but notice the look that Regulus gives your cowering head.
He tries not to look as much because they might get caught. Which does not go with the plan that he has in his head. He will let Regulus have the fun… for now.
On the other side of the table, there was Regulus’ hand under your dress, his index finger pressing down on your clit. You tried not to move much as you might get the attention of your father but the Regulus was not helpful at all. The way his fingers ghost your folds that aches for those touches of his. It was torture.
The moment that you glanced up at him, you saw him already staring down at you. A look sending you a message that you should keep your mouth shut. So that’s what you did. Scared of Regulus and the elders finding out. You tried to eat your food as normal as you could since you could endure the pleasure still. But no, of course, he had to jab a finger in you. You shook in your seat unwillingly. Your eyes drifted to your father and Walburga who are engaged in speaking with Sirius.
You then shifted your gaze to Regulus who was looking down at his plate, a fork in between his fingers that plays with his food. You oh so wanted to plead with him to stop. Checking to see if the two parents were looking, your hand travelled down to his arm which caught his attention. He watches you from the corner of his eyes. His eyes shone from the lighting above them that withheld a state of warning. You kept on squeezing his arm for him to stop yet he did not listen. Instead, he thrust another finger in, causing an accidental moan to get out.
It instantly got the attention of the other three. Your father gave you a worrying look. “What’s the matter, sweetheart?” You shook your head vigorously. “Nothing father, the food is just so good!” You exclaimed, giving them a smile that seems to manipulate them into believing you. Except for Sirius who knows exactly what’s going on under the table. He’s nothing new to this kind of act. So there’s nothing that you and Regulus can hide from him.
“Well, I’m glad sweetie,” Walburga says, giving you a warm-hearted smile. You continue to give them a convincing grin until they once again turn their interest in Sirius who kept on his wariness to the both of you.
Regulus holds his fingers in you, once in a while plunging them in and out if he gets bored throughout the dinner. You have to stay still and try to contain your moans by shoving food into your mouth whilst both of your hands are gripping either side of the chair that you’re sitting on.
A clank of metal was heard. Everyone’s attention turned to Sirius. “M’sorry, let me just get that.” You thought that Regulus would finally let you go so you closed your thighs together. But what shocked you is that he didn’t pull his fingers out but only pulled your thighs more apart. You felt embarrassed by this and only kept your head low whilst your eyes were tight shut.
Sirius eagerly went under the table to “Look for his cutlery” to only see your legs apart, Regulus’ hand resting on your sweet pussy that’s as wet as the sweats that ran down his forehead. Upon seeing the sinful act with his bare eyes, the bulge in his pants that begs to be freed only swells up more. He wants to reach out to you and push his brother's arm and devour you right there and then. He wants to taste your juices that were provoked by Regulus’ fingers. He needs to lay his tongue flat on your sensitive clit that longs for a man’s touch.
He wondered how you would taste. He wagers that your cunt will taste just like he wanted. As sweet as sugar. He bets that he will get a sugar rush just from one lick. He bets that with one thrust of his tongue you would be writhing in pleasure. He bets that he can make you cum in just a second. He bets that he can make you feel better than his brother. No, he knows he can make you feel better than his brother.
“Sirius if you can’t find your fork then let Kreacher give you another one.” Hearing his mother’s voice, he stares at the show that you beheld in front of him once more before getting the fork that he intended to do and getting out under the table. “No need mum, I found it.”
“Y’like that huh? You like showing your fucking pussy to everyone, you fucking slut.” You cried in both discomfort and delight. The way that Regulus’ cock drags harshly in your velvety clenching insides was not to your liking. Yet your sloppy cunt that keeps on squeezing him tells otherwise. “Mmm- no! No! Reggie I don’t- !”
“Y’know I hate liars. You spoiled little thing.” His eyes raked on your back and the thought of his brother taking a liking to you angers him. It makes him mad. “You like it. You fucking like it don’t yah?” You choked on a moan as you try to compose yourself to retort. You shouldn’t but it makes you annoyed and dreadful if you don’t. “T’was you!”
For a moment he had stopped. Your head clouded with shame. You wanted to push him away. It’s not the Regulus that you are used to. Yeah, he was rough at times but he would always be the charmer. He would always accompany his roughness with the assurance that he loves you. “What?” The sweetness that once coaxed his voice was gone.
“What did you just say?” A cry had finally been exploited out of you. “You- you made him see my princess part,” a sob cutting you off every one or two words. He didn’t move nor say anything for a couple of seconds. You stay sprawled out on the bed with your stomach down as you sob your way into comfort. Seconds later he pulled out of you, his lanky fingers letting go of your arm that had bruises from how harsh he was holding.
Your visions were clamped shut, tears streaming down your cheeks like waterfalls. You heard noises of metals and fabrics clashing together, guessing that he’s getting back in his clothes. “Go back to your room,” he said. “I have to go.”
After a moment of silence, the door slammed shut causing it to ring loudly in your head. You stayed. Immobilised to the bed, floods of salty tears blurring your eyes. You wondered where you went wrong. When honestly it was him. He was putting all the blame on you when he was to be charged for exposing something that he had told you not to show. You obeyed those words yet why can’t he?
You moved tiredly up to his bed and covered yourself with his thick blankets that were once warm but now cold. Your eyes started to swell up and become puffed from crying so much as you agonise in the frigid air of a rainy night in Regulus’ bed. His blankets that once were over your shoulder were now over your head, desperation for warmth hazing your whole body.
Just as you were about to sleep, you heard the door creak, hoping that it was Regulus to say sorry. Well, that hope was crushed when you heard the voice of someone who you don’t want to see. “Y/N? I know you’re awake.”
“Go away,” your shaky whispering voice let out. You hear nothing else except footsteps and the gush of the wind. You want to turn around and tell him to go away again but your body is too tired to even move an inch. You felt the bed dip behind you. His warm rich honey-like scent overcomes your senses once again. It kind of makes that off-putting feeling leaves your body for a while.
A warm hand covers the edge of your shoulder, making your body flinch in shock but got indulged as he said, “Would you please take the covers off?” You hesitated for a minute. Of course, you would. Regulus just told you not to be associated with him. Unlike him, you would stay true to your words. “No, go…”
“What’s wrong? Talk to me. Did Regulus do something to you? Hmm?” You kept quiet. You hate this. This is how Regulus was at first. And now where does it lead you? “Puppy talk to big brother, c’mon.” Two words caught your attention. Big brother. It means that he means no harm right? Big brothers always protect you no matter what… right?
You took the covers off your head and peeked over your shoulder to see a smiling Sirius. His smile is warm… A smile that anyone can get lost in. “There you are! Now c’mon. Tell big brother what happened.” Sirius got off the bed and extended an arm for you. Hesitating, you took his hand and he pulled you up. He sat back down, now in front of you. “Go on, tell me.”
“Don’t tell Reggie…” “Course, no telling Reggie.” He tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. He looks at you as if you’re the most adorable thing in the world. No wonder Regulus did the unthinkable. Everyone would want you. Hell, his friend James would want you. “Regulus doesn’t want me to be near you,” you mumbled. It’s quiet but Sirius can hear you perfectly.
He hummed, studying your features. Scanning how your face is full of worries and fear. “Why so?” He asks, still staring right into you. “Cause he said you’re bad…” you trailed off to glance up at him. He finds this cute and smiles. “But big step-brothers are not bad right?” You nodded, still uncertain. “Big step-brothers are s’pposed to look after little sisters right?” You nodded again. “Big step-brothers shouldn’t leave little sisters alone.” You stared back at him. He was mentioning Regulus indirectly. “Good Big step-brothers should finish what they started. They should handle little sisters with care.”
You don’t even know if your gaze is still on Sirius as you are looking back on what happened tonight. “Am I right?” You nodded. “Ah ah, need words pup.” You muttered a small yes, almost going into a sigh. “Is Regulus a good big step-brother?” You shook your head no. He clicked his tongue in unreal disappointment. When really, his plans are going so well. “Poor little one. Reggie is bad, puppy. He’s the one you should stay away from.” You instantly disagreed by shaking your head. “No? Care to tell your step-brother?”
“Reggie isn’t bad…”
“Puppy, you’re wrapped around Regulus’ finger.” “No m’not!” You noticed how Sirius frowned. It was like Regulus all over again. You lowered your head, knowing what was happening next. Sirius noticed this and instantly changed his aura. If you think that he and Regulus are the same it wouldn’t go the path that he wants to go to.
Sirius’ hands crept up your cheeks, his thumb caressing you ever so gently. He pulled your head down and he stamped a small kiss on your head. It felt comforting. You find kisses comforting. It makes you want to melt into that person’s arms. And Sirius wanted you to do just that. Reward him for being a good big brother.
“You don’t deserve a bad step-brother pup,” you moved your face upwards to look at him grinning. It lights up something in you. Like the first night that you met Regulus… but more soothing and less reserved. Like someone who you could run to at any time of the day and he wouldn’t be mad. “Deserve me… You deserve someone like me.”
“Please pup, lemme show you a good step-brother.” He kisses your head one more time. Closing his eyes and inhales a sharp breath of your scent. It’s intoxicating for him. This is no good. But why does it feel so right? Why do you make it seem like he’s doing the right thing? He kisses your forehead, the grip on your face tighter but unlike Regulus’, he was more desperate for your touch. Desperate for you. “Please, need you so bad. Let me show you how you should be treated.” A heavy breath leaves his mouth, hitting you straight in the face.
With the hazy feeling of his breath, you forgot everything that Regulus told you. How can you not? He left you for something that was not even your fault. He left you when you were crying. So was it wrong to get that comfort from someone who could actually give it to you? “Okay,” as you breathe that out Sirius stops for a moment, deciphering what he just heard. “Okay,” he replied.
You stared at each other's eyes for what seemed to be an eternity. Getting lost in the eyes of each other was mesmerising. Something that Sirius would get used to. The stare was interrupted when his eyes caught a glimpse of your lips. Oh, how bad he wanted to taste them. The way that Regulus pulls on them this afternoon was wondrous. Not wasting any more time he indulges in your sweet lips that were there waiting for him to take. His brows knitted at how sweet they tasted. Almost sugar-filled.
His hand crept up to your head, fingertips laying on your hair as his palm covers your ear — the other pulling you closer by the neck. A moan crosses your tangled lips, a whirlpool of diversion flooding your head. You will never say it in front of Regulus but at that moment you forgot about him. Just like what Sirius wanted.
He brushed his tongue past your lips, asking for permission which you granted instantly. Sirius likes that. He likes the way you obeyed everything he wanted you to do. He’s definitely not letting his brother keep you. Not in this lifetime. He explores your wet cavern throughout. Each corner that he could go he would reach. A mix of your moan and his groans filled the room, his hand still holding onto you tight.
He pulled away to breathe for a second before going in again. He just can’t help himself. How could he when your lips are like drugs that make him want more and more? Making him drunk at the thought of just staying like this for the whole night. But that heinous arousal wants him to do more. He doesn’t care if he’s greedy. He wants you. And you are what he gets.
As he pulled away from you, he looked straight into your eyes once again. Merlin, this might be the first time he had fallen for someone first. “So beautiful,” you chuckled, smiling at his compliment. “Like it when I praise you huh?” You nodded. Who doesn’t like it when somebody praises you? “When we’re alone, call me daddy ‘kay?” you agreed. This is nothing new to you already. “Good puppy lay down on your back f’me.”
You followed his orders and you lay down on the mattress. He hovers over you, his hand beside your neck as he stares at your body that was still covered by Regulus’ blankets. He scowls, not because of you but because of Regulus’ blanket over you. He bends over to your ear and whispers, “Let’s go to my room, don’t want you to think about him. Only me.” He pecked your lips which made you giggle. You nodded your head and he stood up. You were about to follow when he carried you with his bulky arms. Oh, how perfect you are cuddling into his chest.
He made sure no one could see both of you before going into the hall and running up to his room. He was grinning the whole way, making you chuckle. You like this. You like how you two are like little fools playing around and sneaking. Mischievous children playing a good ol’ game of hide and seek. As he closes the door, his head turns to you happily and sets a long kiss on your mouth. Honestly, he feels like you and he was a couple for years and this is one of your little nights alone together.
Whilst your hands were locked behind Sirius’ neck, he took you to his bed, sauntering his way quietly as he helped himself with your lips. He settled you carefully on your back as he continued to hungrily devour you. He doesn’t want to let go. Neither do you. He pulled away to catch a breath and to take time to take in your beauty. You did the same. And Merlin, was he a grace. It feels like you’re looking at a fallen angel of heaven to set you right. To make you feel satisfied.
“Y/N,” he called out. You hummed, still taking your precious time to gratify his beauty. “Let me ruin you,” he breathes out heavily, getting impatient with the length that’s poking his pants. “Please,” he whispers, dropping his forehead to yours and closing his eyes. Call it what you want but he’s desperate. Forlorn by the pleasure that you are born to give. He can’t wait anymore to take all of you.
“Ruin me.” Sirius takes no time to pull away from your embrace and takes his clothes off finally like a caged ferocious animal whose hunger is killing him. He threw his shirt somewhere across the room and dived down rapidly at your breasts. You gasped at the sudden cold touch of his tongue on your sensitive and perked up buds. Sucking them hard enough for them to be tinted in a crimson-wine hue. His fingers pinch the other so that it doesn’t feel neglected.
Moans crammed his room, echoes that you wish weren’t heard by your parents. “S’good,” Sirius groans, now trailing down your soft skin to your belly button. Your hands flying up to the pillows beside you and holding on to them as tight as you could. He prompts your legs up, pulling you by your hips down to his face where his minty breaths hit your pulsing core. “So beautiful,” you looked down and saw him staring at your pulsating cunt. He drifted his gaze back up to you and smirked. “Let me ruin this pretty pussy hmm? Lemme show you how it’s done properly.”
A string of whimpers left you as he blows on your spread out cunt. The crippling coldness hits your warm walls as his veiny hands lock your legs in place. Wasting no more, he relinquishes his hunger by laying his tongue over your folds and painting sharp strikes in your slit. Your hands flew to his hair, pulling on the well-groomed hair of his. He groans at the sudden painful feel of the tug but instead of that, he felt better.
“Such a good puppy,” his tongue flicked the overly sensitised clit to the unnerving feeling of a building orgasm. His wet and warm tongue drags down back to your folds again but this time a quick and sloppy thrust of his tongue got the better of you. Another gasp that’s stirred with a whine left your parted lips as one of his fingers thrust into you.
He stilled his finger in you, feeling the tightness of your walls that squished his whole finger. “Shit, you’re tight.” He continued to lap on your insides, both the warm feeling of his wet tongue and his long finger stretching you out. “Daddy- !” You choked, his tongue slipping out of you and another finger adding in. Sirius watches you squirm on his bed, eyes shut and mouth agape trying to gasp for air. ”So beautiful pup,” he cooed, blowing wind into your pussy as he spread you open in a scissor motion.
As if forgetting how to comprehend words, you started to blabber any word mixed with another — sensing an orgasm build up. The tightness in your stomach was ready to burst any minute now and Sirius could feel it through the way that your insides were clenching down on his fingers. “Please! L-let me cum!” Sirius smiles, loving the way that you asked for permission. Regulus might not be that bad after all. “Go on pup, cum f’daddy.” As you were about to thank him just like how you’re trained, your words got stopped when his thrusts became insanely inhumane. Much faster than what you’re used to.
Sirius’ frame moved up to you, watching as you wither before him. Scanning on your precious arms that latch onto his as support. The way that you call for his name, threads of daddy and pleads coming out of your mouth. Just as you’re about to scream, he shuts you up with his mouth working on yours as you make your way to pleasure — legs shivering like an earthquake that has just come, your juices splattering everywhere on his bed. He never stopped. He went on until you were twitching underneath him. Until he knows every last drop of you is out.
Muffled moans were what heard as his lips worked their magic into shutting you up and adding more pleasure somehow. He stopped, letting you come down from your high before he pulled his fingers out of you. You winced at the sudden slap on your pussy. Legs slightly trembling from too much electricity running through your body.
“Fuck, love.” He sets his leg on the other side of his bed, straddling you in between him as he pulls down on his pants. You stare at the bulbous surging tip of his length, veins popping out of it that makes you scared of how it will affect you and the girth of his cock… it’s much bigger than Regulus. Merlin, if Regulus is not in the average size how more is Sirius?
Sirius smirks, loving your reaction to seeing his cock. One of the many reasons why he wants to do this. Your face just says it all. If you’re happy, you’ll show it. If you’re sad, anyone can see it. And if you’d just seen a huge cock your face screams it for you. He watches as you drool over his cock, knowing that you wanted to suck him off. Oh, how you wanted to. But Sirius has other plans for now.
“Next time pup, need this pussy swallowing me right now,” you nodded in agreement, not oblivious to the fact that you need him in you. He leans down to you, propping your legs to cross and lock him in you. You quietly waited as he fists his cock a few times before prodding it at your opened up slit. “Ready?” You nodded and not a second later he’s going in on you. Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as it kept on going deeper and deeper in you. You don’t know how long you waited for him to bottom out but it just keeps going on. And for what seems like infinity, he finally reached that sweet spot of yours that keeps you moaning and whining like a bitch in heat.
You’re holding onto his shoulders for dear life. “Shit, pup. Never knew that you’re this tight…” he stayed inside of you. Not just letting you adjust to his size but also to stop himself from coming undone right there. Honestly, you would be the death of him. The way that you squeeze down on him every time he shifts sends a spark up to his spine.
Sirius felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked at you and he saw you smile. Shit if smiles could drown someone, Sirius would be at the end of an ocean. He slowly moves first, a moan escaping your lips once again as he groans his way from moving in and out of you. “Baby, s’fucking tight.”
“Faster,” now, who is he to neglect that sign of pleading. Of course, he had to be in your command. You’re his fucking vice from now on. You’re there to set him right. He will worship you like a fucking god. He will get down on his knees for you for Merlin’s sake. “Shit,” he sat back upon his legs, taking your hips into his hand and continued thrusting his cock as he pulled you down on him.
Your back arched up, hands laying down on your sides for support as sweats trickled down your forehead. Seriously, when this man said he’ll ruin you he’s not lying. With how big he is, you don’t even know if anyone could not be ruined after that. “Daddy, harder-” a moan cuts you off as he drills in you deeper, huddling on that sweet end of your pussy.
“Yeah? You like that? Course you like that. You love this fucking cock- fuck, love this cock splitting you apart.” Your head bobs up and down, eyes closed. “Open your eyes pup, don’t want you to miss out on this.” You felt his thumb brush over something. Your eyes flew open and saw a huge bulge poking out of your stomach. Scared and not knowing what it is, you pushed him away. He instantly calmed you down and kept you on his cock as he said, “It’s okay love, that’s me. That’s how you know that you’ve been a good little sister taking his step-brother in.”
You hesitated but let him thrust in you further. He presses down on it and it makes you feel a tingling sensation. “What do you feel when I press down on it?” “Good…” he smiles, bending down over you to capture your lips in him once again. A moan curved in you as he pressed down on the bulge once more. Honestly, this man knows how to give what you want.
He pulls away, thrusting more wildly this time. Want to feel you come. He wants to feel you cream down on his cock as he fills you up to the brim. The slapping of skins echoed throughout the enormous room that was filled with his old stuff. “Think you can come for me again? Please, daddy needs you to cream on his cock.”
You whined, letting him know that you’re much closer than what he expected. “Please puppy, cum for me. Cum for daddy,” and just like that, you got him groaning out curses as your walls suffocate his cock in you whilst you’re trying to chase down that orgasm that you’ve wanted hours ago.
“Shit! Oh, fucking shit. Thas’ right love, go on,” he grunts, chasing down after you. “Yes, like a good puppy. Squeeze on this cock like a good puppy.” Moaning together, you felt his cock twitch in you, his thrusts getting sloppier by the second and there you are, feeling a warm stream filling up your cunt. Sirius’ hips shuddered as he threw his head back in full pleasure as he tried to come down from his own high.
Once he and you finally have calmed down, he pulls out and leans down to kiss your forehead. Your eyes are already daring you to shut them off. Sirius grinned and stole a peck on your lips. “Go to sleep, love.”
Whilst you stay there, your mind is already going into a blankness of sleep. Sirius was getting tissues from his bathroom to wipe you down. He cast a spell that cleaned his sheets right away. And when all of that is done, he lays down beside you, pulling the covers over your shoulder as he pulls you into his embrace.
“Goodnight, pup.” He kisses your forehead and sets himself to watch you sleep for a few more minutes. How much he loves the sight in front of him. If only Regulus wasn’t such an idiot to hurt you. After a few minutes, tiredness served his head and passed out. With you sleeping peacefully beside him.
Your head was pushed down on the mattress with the pillow almost suffocating you if it weren’t for him being slightly sympathetic with you. A fist of your hair was being pulled by your boyfriend. Whilst his other was plunging down your back that could crack any minute.
“Yeah? Tryin’ to tease and mock me with the full moon just by f’me to ruin you? Pathetic little dumb cockwhore,” he mocks. A combination of a gasp and sobs tempts you to choke on your own without any contact but the lack of air that he gives you through his jagged thrusts inside your aching core that had its orgasm for its fifth time already.
Your pleas went in his left and out his right ear, not caring nor giving you empathy as he wants you to get what you want after being a bitch about it. You want him to treat you like a slut and it's in his command. If you want him to fuck you like a vice until you’re in nothingness but dumbness then so be it. But don’t whatsoever ask for any mercy as he will not give you any.
One thing that he wants you to learn is that you shouldn’t take back your words. What you say and want is what he will only hear. Nothing will make him think otherwise. So now the bed is creaking and daring the both of you to break one of its legs. Just like he’s doing to you right now.
His right hand parts with your back and not a moment later a harsh and hissing pain overcomes your bum. A brutal massage follows after, causing your soft skin to redden more. His hand pulls you by the hair and the other supports your body as he latches your back with his front. Sweats from the two of you mixing.
“Y’want to cum all night? Fine, you cum all night ‘til the moon is out.” You whined as he held your chin up to look at him with his slender fingers. Another thrust makes its way to pleasure and sates you into subspace.
“Tired already? Should I continue fucking you whilst you sleep peacefully? Should I continue to rut in this dirty pussy so in the morning you can’t feel anything?”
As your sixth orgasm comes down that night, you are tired. You want to close your eyes so much but the man behind it all won’t let you. You wanted to lay down but he won’t allow it with his arms securing you near him.
“Should’a train you more. Train this pussy how to not be hungry for m’cock all the time. After all,” he leans down to your ear, knowing very well that your consciousness is fading away. “This is my pussy. Mine to fucking use whenever I want, not yours. ‘M the one to decide where, when, and how to ruin this sweet tight pussy.”
Warning: 18+, Minors dni!, Degradation, Pet names, Age gap (Reader is of age), Cream pie, and Daddy kink.
Word count: 0.6k
“Dove, come on. Y’know better than that.”
Pursing your lips close as your body smashes with the front door, struggling to contain the lewd moans that choose to escape your mouth. His hands sealed tightly with your hips, fingernails leaving marks of harsh grips. You only wished to have a decent job as a babysitter. But hell with that, you got more than what you wanted.
Your boss, holding tightly on your hips for support as he slams you against the wooden door, his balls slapping into your raw reddened flesh whilst his trembling cock swells up inside your sugar-coated walls. “Don’t wanna wake up Harry now do we?” he groans with gritted teeth. “If you can’t help yourself I guess I have to stop.” You whined very quietly as he did stop, knowing he had that hot taunting smirk on his face.
“No! Please, don’t stop-!” A gasp caught you off when he pulled you down on his cock, dominating his tip to push that sweet spot of yours that makes you moan and whine like a bitch in heat. “C’mon dove, if you cum f’me without a sound, I’ll treat you like the princess you are.”
The whispers beside your ear cause a whimper to exit your throat. The tingling feeling of his breath against your skin was sensational. What's more, his hand decided to travel its way down to your tummy who had a bulge poking out just below your belly button. He pushes down on it, groaning at the feeling that his dick can feel his fingers pushing down on it. It roamed more around your area and thus found its way into the small nub that brings an electrical wave to your stomach.
His hips started to move once again whilst his fingers lazily drew the number eight on your clit, whimpers and moans daring to come out. “What would everyone in the neighbourhood think? Your boss mercilessly pounding his cock in you.”
“Don’ care ‘bout them. Want daddy,” you sobbed quietly. James cocked his dick further in, a smirk still visible. “A needy whore you are,” the electrifying tinge on your clit was more immersible than ever. Your legs begin to jerk as you hold on to the door for dear life.
“Are you gonna cum, sweetheart? Hmm? Can feel- fuck, can feel you choking my cock.” His words were followed by your nods, still trying to prevent loud lewd noises from coming out as the sensitive hearing Harry might wake up from just one commotion.
His hand’s grasp on your hip was digging down more than ever and the immense pleasure from the rub on your clit was too much for you. And the way his cock didn’t stop at your pleads makes you fall more into his touch.
“Please–please–please–please. Ahh, let me come, please!” Your eyes rolled back into your head, your body jerking forward faster than before as you also heard James groan and moan.
“Go, let go of it dove, ahh shit. Come for me.” As if those words were your saviour, you finally let go of that electrocuting feeling, having more vast pleasure come down on your core, as you feel his cock also drunks your velvety walls with his load. He stays inside of you, making sure that you get every drop of his cum and do not waste them.
“You can stay for the night right?” He asks, moving a flock of your hair away from your face. “'m supposed to be home by now, daddy.”
“Too bad, daddy wants to spoil you rotten tonight for being such a good girl.”
Warning: 18+ Minors dni!, Stepcest, Age gap (the reader is of age), D.S. Dynamic, SoftDom!Draco, Fingering, Cheating, and Daddy kink
Word count: O.7k
Hey sorry for the late reply! I got carried away with my two other one-shots but here you go 😊💙.
Draco places you down on your mattress, deciding it’s better than his and your mum’s. You giggle as he kisses your nose with a smile on his face. He proceeds to your lips where he caught yours, biting on it between his sets of teeth. He moans, massaging your back with his right hand as the other holds the side of your neck as support.
He pulled away, getting lost once again in your glistening eyes that stared back at him. “I,” he leans down and kisses your forehead. “Love,” your nose. “You,” pecking your lips as both of you chuckle from his silliness. Getting a bit more comfortable, you tied both of your hands at the back of his neck, pulling him down on you. You opened your mouth for him which he gladly relinquished in your need. Moans and whimpers spilt both of your lips, catching your breaths here and there but then continue as if you can’t get enough of each other.
He pulls away, sitting up in front of you whilst his knees lock your legs in between him. He pulls over his shirt, his masculinity finally showing. His hair gets pulled back and falls back on his face again after he throws his shirt somewhere across the room. Grinning, he bends down on you again but this time he attacks your collarbone. Leaving routes of love marks here and there as you whisper his name. “Ah ah, what did I say when mum’s not home?”
“Call you daddy,” you moaned out, gasping as you heard and felt your shirt also getting ripped away from your body. “Good girl,” he says. He looks down on your body, staring at your presented breasts like he has been starving for the last week. “Daddy,” you mewled. “M’cold.”
“Need consent, baby. Daddy’s not gonna do anything if you don’t tell him,” He said, leaning down to come face to face with you, tucking behind the hair that covers your face and kissing your cheeks.
“Need you s’bad, daddy.” “And?” he teases, marking the side of your neck once again as he waits for your answer. “Need your big cock. Need it inside me.” You thought that it was enough for him to take control. But he thinks that you could’ve done better.
“Come on baby, taught yah better than this.” His fingers came into touch with your tummy, tracing circles and lines that lead up so close to your breasts and still clothed cunt. “Daddy please, need you t’ruin me so bad. Fuck me so rough that I couldn’t walk for-”
A gasp interrupted your sentence as he pulled your shorts away along with your panties, the cold midair hitting straight into your soggy cunt that begs for his touch. Without another say, he plunges two fingers at once, not letting you adjust to it as you’re wet enough to take it.
Your legs squirmed around at the sudden action, causing him to take his other hand to make you stay still. He works his fingers perfectly inside you, curling them up as they reach that sweet spot of yours, causing you to arch your back whilst gripping the sheets. Adding another finger to add more satisfaction for you.
If you can’t tell, Draco loves you so much that he is willing to give you everything that you ask and need. Everything in this fucking world. And all you had to do was continue being beside him for a lifetime.
He fastened his pace when he felt your walls clenching around his fingers and the fact that your moans got louder.
“Daddy don’t stop, don’t stop. Merlin- oh shit!”
“M’not stopping, sweetheart.”
Your stomach flattens out as you pour all of your creams over his fingers. A panting mess, he pulls his fingers out and sucks on your juices that drip down to his palm. Every one of them as he keeps his stare on you.
“Such a good girl for daddy,” you nodded, “Only for daddy.” He smiles, kneeling as to worship every being of you, coming breath to breathe with your sloppy pussy. “Only for daddy?” He asks, wrapping his lips on your clit that was left alone the whole time and Draco felt guilty. You gasped, getting overwhelmed by the sensitivity of your body. “Yes, fuck. Only for daddy.”
