Summary: You see Malfoy as your fun little toy to play around with. One day he gets tired of you playing with him and wants to have a turn playing with you.
Warnings: smut, fluffy ending, oral both male and female receiving b/c I like getting it and I also listen to deepthroat by cupcakke way too often, penetration, punishment kinda I guess, dom!draco, unprotected sex, things get hotter than the flames of hell
Malfoy had always gotten mad easily and angry people have always been easy to mess with, so naturally you messed with him. Some people would call you frenemies, but you saw him as a marionette and yourself as the puppet master. Today was different from most days though. Little did you know that Draco was just about fed up with you and was ready to blow a fuse.
When you saw him during class, he immediately made a sad attempt at getting your attention by throwing a crumpled up piece of paper at you. In response, you calmly flip him off and continue towards your seat.
Your seat was only a few behind Draco’s so you could easily mess with him. Sometimes, even though you hated to admit it, you caught yourself staring. His blonde hair was always slicked back so perfectly, making something inside of you want to run your fingers through it and mess it up. His skin was like porcelain and apart of you would be afraid to stroke it, for fear he may shatter. His eyes were kaleidoscopes that gave you a view straight into his soul. You could tell he was full of stress and hurt. Part of you wanted to make him feel better; to fix him, but he was just so easy to mess with...
Today was the first day that Malfoy had caught you staring.
“What are you looking at?” He spat out.
“Just wondering how anyone could leave their dorm and looking so much like a ferret.” You always kept this insult in your back pocket, just in case.
Draco’s face started to turn an undesirable shade of red due to his fury.
“It’s better than looking like bitch.” He responded with, sounding thoroughly satisfied with his snarky comment.. He smirked a little, thinking that he had won.
“Oh thank you! You know, I really do love dogs... but there’s one I’m not too fond of.” You wittily replied.
“And which dog would that be?” Malfoy asked, intrigued.
For the rest of the class he kept looking back at you with an angry look on his face while you kept a satisfactory smile on yours. You were feeling cocky, so when he had turned to face towards you for the fifth or sixth time, you winked. His face began to resemble a tomato, which made you smile even more.
When class ended, Malfoy stomped over to you.
“This is the last straw.” He said, breathing heavily due to his anger.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You responded, checking your nails and trying to act as oblivious as possible. Malfoy stepped closer, so close that you could feel his warm breath on your face and the heat of his body on your skin.
“I’m tired of you toying with me... now it’s my turn to toy with you.” He whispered tensely into your ear before giving it a small bite and placing a hand on your waist.
You whimpered out a little, but you weren’t scared. You were turned on beyond belief. You felt a heat between your legs and suddenly felt like you could melt in his hands. You needed his touch instantly and goosebumps raced from the top of your neck, down your arms and down your neck. Before you could lean in and kiss Malfoy, his lips a few short inches away from your face, he pulled away.
“I’ll be seeing you later.” He said, leaving you there feeling cold without him.
You regathered yourself and made your way out of the classroom.
Later that day, you were sitting in the library finishing your homework. You were looking down at the textbook you were studying, trying to make sense out of what you were reading when a hand landed on top of the page you were reading. You eyes followed up the hand to the arm until you saw Malfoy’s face. He leaned over so his mouth was right by your ear as he loomed over you. Your body tensed.
“I’m tired of people messing with me.” Malfoy whispered in your ear in a low, gruff voice. “Everybody’s always taking advantage of me, but I’m done. Now, I’m going to take advantage of you, y/n.” He kissed your neck and stayed there, hovering over it letting his hot breath hit you.
You would have felt uncomfortable and fought back if anyone else said this to you, but it was Malfoy and he was someone you wanted... someone who turned you on like nobody else had before.
You cupped his face with one of your hands and pulled it closer to your neck. “Do it Malfoy.” You breathed.
“Not here.” He murmured into your neck.
You quickly gathered all of your belongings and followed Malfoy out of the library, through the halls and up and down all sorts of staircases until you found the Room of Requirement. He held the door open for you and closed it behind him.
“This should be more private.” He said harshly as he hastily began to take off his robes. You stopped him while he was in the middle of loosening his tie.
“Slow down Malfoy, otherwise it’s no fun. Toys are meant to be played with for more than ten minutes.” You told him, focusing on his tie and using it to pull him closer to you. He grunted in response.
You kissed him slowly with one hand still wrapped around his tie and the other on the back of his head, pulling him close. His hands found your waist. One hand moved to the bottom of your back, pulling you closer. His remaining hand roamed up and down your back, up the back of your neck and into your hair. His fingers ran through it as you did the same to his hair. He pulled your robe off slowly and you loosened his tie, you kisses becoming faster and much more intense until he had bit your lip and you had put your tongue in his mouth.
You were both moaning as you stripped layers off of each other. Before you knew it, you were on the cold, hard floor with Malfoy on top of you; his naked body giving yours warmth. His hands were roughly handling your breasts and he was kissing your neck. He found just the right spot and started sucking as you moaned.
“Call me Draco.” He responded with a hunger in his voice.
You writhed beneath him as he left more and more hickies down your collarbone and towards your breasts. He tweaked your left nipple and sucked on your right. You could feel yourself get hotter and wetter as Draco moved his mouth to your left breast and flicked your right nipple. Once he was satisfied with your reaction, he dragged his mouth down your torso, breathing heavily, until he was hovering above your needy wetness.
You were out of breath and yearning for his touch. In this moment, there was nothing more important than getting that friction where you wanted it, so it was obviously frustrating when he had the option to either just go for it and give you everything that you needed or tease you mercilessly, he opted for the latter.
Draco spread your legs out with his massive hands and began kissing, sucking and leaving marks in between your thighs.
“Draco...please touch me.” You begged.
“No y/n,” he said into your skin, “you played with my, now it’s my turn to play with you.”
This was not going to happen. You were not about to let this boy just do as he pleased without at least putting up a fight.
“Well then if you won’t touch me,” you struggled to breath out, “then you leave me no choice but to touch myself.”
“Touch yourself and you’ll regret it.” Draco snapped, bringing his head up to make direct eye contact with you. You gulped, but decided that you would rather have a few short seconds of serenity and face the consequences than to risk not being sexually fulfilled at all.
As soon as Draco had gotten back to kissing your thighs, gripping them hard with his large hands, you brought your hand down to your clit and began to rub. Unable to stop yourself, you moaned. At this, Draco looked up and grabbed your wrist. The look in his eyes was intense and honestly a little frightening.
“What did I just say y/n?” He asked through gritted teeth. You just lay there, scared, breathless and strangely still turned on as you felt your heart beat in your chest and your clit throb. “What did I just say?!” Draco had lost it.
“Not to touch myself.” You whimpered.
“And what did I say would happen if you did?”
“That’s right sweetheart.” Draco purred, your heart fluttering at the nickname. “Now sit on your knees.” He demanded and you did as you were told.
“Good girl.” He praised you, calming your nerves a little. He stood up. “Open.” He commanded. You opened your mouth and let him put his throbbing member near it. You took him in your hand and licked the tip.
“Just suck it.” Draco groaned.
You did as you were told, taking him in and sucking your cheeks in. You tasted his salty member as he grabbed your hair, pulling back into a makeshift ponytail and using it to guide your head up and down his shaft. He pushed your head closer and closer to him until you were gagging and he was moaning and thrusting. Before you knew it, you were choking and he twitched in your throat.
“Oh Merlin babe, I’m gonna cum.” He managed to grunt out. Then, he did as he said he would as you felt a warm fluid running down your throat. You swallowed and he pulled himself out, sweating and panting.
“Now lay down.” Draco commanded as he tried to catch is breath.
You lay down on your back, feeling the cold, hard floor hit your back and your bare ass while Draco loomed over you. He kissed you intensely, like before, and you kissed back. You could feel him smile in satisfaction against your lips as he tasted himself on them, proud of his handiwork. Then, he paused and lifted his head from yours.
“Now that that’s over, let’s get back to what we were doing before, shall we?” He said with a sinister smirk on his face. You nodded as quickly and intently as you could. You were so turned on and you could feel yourself getting wetter than you were before as the temperature in your core peaked.
Draco brought his lips to yours once more for a light kiss before dragging them down your jawline, neck and torso at a painstakingly slow pace. His fingers brushed your skin from your shoulders all the way down to your hips. You had to fight every instinct in you to not yank his head down towards you and tell him to get on with it.
By now, his head was hovering over you and you could feel his hot breath on your bud. Draco didn’t take his time lowering his head onto you, licking up your overly-sensitive vulva. You moaned and arched your back, grabbing his hair and pulling.
“So needy...” He remarked as he rubbed your clit with his finger.
You moaned again, under the spell of his touch. He began to suck on your clit, eliciting an even bigger reaction from you as you began to grind against him, encouraging him to slip in a finger. You felt him inside of you and couldn’t help but to let a request for more fall out of your lips.
In response to this, Draco put in another finger and hook with them inside of you. You felt the tension inside you grow as you screamed his name. You were so close to finishing and Draco knew it. He pulled himself away from you, leaving you sweaty, panting, empty and frustrated.
“Not yet my toy.” He warned, sucking his fingers clean. He leaned over and whispered in your ear. “You taste so good pet, but i’m ready for something else.” And with that, he lined himself up with you and sunk himself inside. You both moaned low and loud. You felt yourself being filled up by him more and more until you were completely filled by his length. You felt him pull out and push in, letting yourself be filled and then emptied, filled, emptied, filled and emptied. You moaned and ground your hips against him, doing your best to increase this friction. Draco got the message and picked up the pace, making you moan his name and surround it with curses and obscenities. You dragged your nails down his back and bit his shoulder. He pulled out for a second, flipping you over so that you were on your hands and knees. Draco pushed himself back in a began fucking you violently, ripping his way through you. You curled your toes and tightened your hands into fists as you screamed in pleasure. He kept one hand gripped tightly around your hip and raised the other to smack your ass. It stung, but when it was mixed with the pleasure of his thrusts it felt good.
“That’s for messing with me every day.” Draco panted. He hit you again.
“That’s for controlling my feelings.” You could hear his emotions come undone and began to doubt whether or not he was talking to you or even about you. He landed another smack, surely leaving a bruise.
“That’s for controlling my life!” He yelled and grabbed your neck, choking you. You struggled to breath, but also felt your orgasm building. You were so close and you only needed a small touch...
You shifted your weight onto on of your hands while you let the other rub your bud and you came. Hard.
You would have screamed, but Draco was still choking you so it was difficult to make air come in, furthermore out. You needed for him to come back to reality and let go so that you could breathe. Desperately, you smacked his hand with your free arm as hard as you could. This seemed to do it. Draco let go of you and finished before realizing what had just happened. He pulled out of you and you lay down on your back and heaved in as much air as you could. The look on his face was full of shock and regret. This boy was much more troubled than you had already assumed.
“I-I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened.” Draco began. You tried to interject and tell him that it was alright and that you still had a good time, but he cut you off. “I’ll just leave now and we can forget this even happened.” He rushed to put his clothes back on. You began to stand up to stop him, but found that you couldn’t without getting dizzy so you settled for sitting down.
“Draco, wait.” You said in a soft, raspy voice; it was the only sound you could make.
He turned around to look at you, a scared look in his eyes. You patted the ground next to you and he came over and sat down. You lean your head against his shoulder and wrap an arm around his waist.
“y/n I-” He began. You cut him off with a soft “shhhh” and a finger to his lips. He hesitantly put an arm around you and took a deep breath.
You two fell asleep there; you with his robes and arms wrapped around you and your face pressed to his chest. Your legs were intertwined and your problems were a subject for another day.
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