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if i wrote twilight there'd be a kid in edward's class who Zones The Fuck Out and daydreams about a story they want to write, and edward would just tune in to watch like a tv show when he's bored in class and he gets genuinely invested and eventually he's like "i know EXACTLY how they can fix this plot hole that's bothering them but how can i tell them that when they don't KNOW i'm their first beta reader"
Scorpius went to Diagon Alley for the first time with his father and, since she wasn’t there, he couldn’t wait to tell his mum all about the owls he saw.
Repost of a Draco/OC fic in 2nd person POV. I was trying something. LOL
Status: Complete (One-shot)
Rating: Explicit
Summary: You and Draco had a secret. And today was just another day of your housemates pretending they knew nothing about it.
Pairing: Draco/Female Reader
Word Count: 12,948
Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Explicit Sexual Content, Plot What Plot, Friends With Benefits, Established Relationship, but it’s not a relationship™, Dom/sub, Dominant Draco Malfoy, Consensual Non-Consent, Fluff and Smut
(CNC Context: The reader likes overstimulation and in your dynamics, "no/stop!" means yes and safeword/"red" means no. Tagging CNC just to be very safe.)
“Fucking hell—” Draco hissed, pulling his arm free from under you before pushing you down on the mattress until you laid flat on your stomach. He pulled away and slipped out of you, only to drag you up on your knees by the hips. When you made an attempt to come up on all fours, Draco held your body down and eased his way back in. “Stay down. And remember, you asked for this.”
You’ve done this enough times that there was no need for dawdlings. Draco kissed a spot in between your shoulder blades before moving at an unforgiving pace. His thrusts were long and hard, reminding you of what you’d been missing in the last few days. You muffled your moans by dragging a pillow under your face and biting down on it.
His hold on your hips felt like a brand and your fingers clawed and twisted in the sheets as you gasped for breath.
Draco raised one hand and brought it back down on your ass with enough force to push you forward. You bowed your head and whimpered into the pillow. Your skin burned where he hit you but that was soon gone when he gripped your ass and rubbed your skin soothingly. “I’d told you not to move.”
A shiver ran down your back.
You were always playing with fire when it came to Draco, you were well aware of that. But it’s been literal days since you’d last spent the night with him. God knows you’ll only get busier in the next three weeks. You might not have a taste of this in more than a month, what were you supposed to do? Were you supposed to just allow that? You needed your fill.
When Draco hit you again in the same spot, he did it with a heavier hand. It stung and had you gritting your teeth. But the pain was soon lost as he drove himself harder into you, his words coming out with a slight growl in his voice. “How many times did I tell you?”
You had lost count on how many times he hit you. It took all of you to keep your hips up in the air. Every time his hand came down, it felt like a toss in your brain, turning you around and around until your mind was mush.
Before going to bed Harry opens a book to read 2 or 3 pages of it. The book is the only authorized biography about his life - so far - written by Luna Lovegood: “Yellow Eyebrow”. He finds himself smiling in almost all pages.
Summary: Succumbing to temptation and fucking his housemate was far from being Draco's best idea. Introducting submission to said housemate was probably worse. But that didn't mean he had to stop, right? Especically if she was more than willing to participate.
Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Explicit Sexual Content, Plot What Plot, Friends With Benefits, Established Relationship, but it’s not a relationship™, Dom/sub, Cuddling, Spanking, Unintentional Teasing, Cock Warming, Praise Kink, Consensual Non-Consent, Overstimulation, Active Consent, Check-ins, Aftercare, Fluff and Smut
Word Count: 12,840 (holy moly I planned for this to be 3k long only ;~; lmao)
Snippet:
Draco huffed a laugh, his breath tickling her nape. “Are you comfortable?”
“Yeah.” It sounded more like a question than an answer.
“Good.” He mouthed at the side of her neck, pressing light kisses until he reached her shirt covered shoulder. “I’m not fucking you tonight.”
She made a move to face him but Draco held her in place, burying his face against her shoulder.
“I said don’t move.”
“I don’t understand.” She tried to get his arm off her to no avail.
Draco only pressed his weight against her frame and entwined his fingers with hers. Her breath hitched as he slid even deeper. “It’s called cock warming. We’re going to sleep like this.” He lightly pinched the side of her stomach. “Both of us are not supposed to move, so if you could cooperate, I would appreciate that.”
Aria blinked and tried to make sense of his words. Cock warming? What was she, his personal toaster? “You said I’ll like this.”
“I did.”
“I don’t like the sound of it one bit.”
“I’ve heard that before.”
“I mean it this time.” She clenched down on him and felt victorious when she heard him groan and felt him twitch inside her.
“Stop.” His voice was strained and the corners of her lips lifted up as he adjusted himself. It was a shallow thrust but it was a start. “Go to sleep. If I know you, you haven’t had a proper sleep the entire week.”
He let go of her hand and reached up to cover her eyes, forcing her to close them.
“No, not yet.” He wasn’t wrong about what he said… but he didn’t have to know that. She pushed her hips back and arched against him, blindly reaching back to run her fingers through his hair. “Draco…” She squirmed and let a small amount of desperation seep into her voice. “I don’t want this. It won’t work.”
“Try.” He growled and nipped at her shoulder. “And stop moving.” Her mouth fell open in a silent moan and she squeezed the pillow between her thighs. She needed him. She needed him more than just this.
She made herself smaller and asked in a shaky tone, “Don’t make me beg.”
She reached her arm down and pulled at the back of Draco’s thigh, trying to get him even closer. Her body was burning both from arousal and embarrassment but she focused on the former. She wanted to get under him and be surrounded by his heat. She wanted more.
“Aria.”
It was a warning.
She knew very well what it was and she should stop but the clock had struck twelve and he said nothing about the morning, so she caught his wrist that had been covering her eyes as he tried to move it away, with both hands and kissed his palm.
“Please.” She’d hate herself for sounding so breathy and needy once the sun was up but for now… Draco was completely still behind her and only a little more would push him over the edge. “Please, Draco.”
She squeezed his palm and tentatively moved her hips, pulling away from him as much as their position allowed before driving herself back down on him. Draco cursed from behind her and sucked on her neck. She gasped, mind shorting for a moment before remembering, “Don’t! You’ll leave a mark—”
“You never listen to me, why should I listen to you?”
She should have said something, told him off for that, but the pillow was suddenly gone. Yanked away and Draco had started shallowly thrusting into her with one hand under her shirt, squeezing her breast, and his mouth was back on her neck, marking her without a care that it was late in spring and she couldn’t just wear a scarf to cover herself come daylight.
All she could do was bite her lip to keep silent and let the little tremors wash over her as he staked his claim.
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