pairing: Draco x f!character
warnings: smut - astronomy tower sex, p in v, oral (f) receiving.
Comments: okay so three things - please do not read if you are currently underage - fall is right around the corner, get excited! - and do enjoy this dash of smut♡
The piercing coldness of this year’s winter is intense, and that comes with the territory of the astronomy tower. Up here it’s almost like your senses are dialed to a hundred, but yet you lose yourself in the feeling of it.
I left the confines of the nightly house party, in search of a place to breathe and I’d allowed my legs to carry me here - a view of the silent snow fall that brushes against my skin. I begin thinking.
Thinking of him. Of Draco. Merlin knows I want nothing more than to stand by him, but when clashing morals force their way into the middle it keeps us apart.
“Hey” His presence radiates from behind, and I turn to face him as I lean against the railing. He holds a few blankets in his arms. “I knew you’d be up here, I just - I couldn’t let you freeze.” Draco comes a little closer, and wraps one of his fur blankets around my shoulders. His fingers brush my neck, and I note how warm they feel.
I wrap the blanket a little closer, and snuggle into it for warmth. I mutter a small thank you, and he steps back - he wants to give me space. After our argument this morning we haven’t seen much of each other. Mostly because of the words that were said.
“You filthy blood traitor”
“Your cowardice makes you just like your father”
The look on his face when those vexing words left my mouth said it all - A broken trust. He had confided in me. Every vile thing his father did to him. The verbal abuse. He shared it all, and I had practically laughed in his face as if it means nothing.
Looking at him now though, it looks as if he’s forgotten. But, using this as an opportunity as a pass for my behavior?
“I’m sorry, what I said it...it wasn’t fair of me to use the relationship with your father against you. Especially when you put your trust in me with that part of your life.” I know if I look up at him, I wouldn’t be able to stop the tears from falling. That being said, I stare down at my heels.
Another pair of shoes come into view just across from mine. “I’m sorry too.” His thumb and forefinger pull my chin up, making me look at him. “Our views on muggles, and half bloods are different, yes and it leads to a cascade of disagreements. But, I think that our differences keep us at bay.” The wind whips violently behind me, and my hair blows forward around my face. A satisfied smile breaks onto his lips, and he runs his fingers through a few strands of my dark hair.
“I love you, sweetheart, and even after our ongoing screaming matches - that’ll never change.” I blink up at him, no longer fighting my tears. He shakes his head slowly, using it as a way of reassurance and I giggle through my tears. My lips collide with his for a sweet kiss, and I pull back. “Say it again.”
His arms find their way around my waist, and I’m pulled closer to him accidentally knocking the blanket off my shoulders. It slips from the railing, and flows down to the pillowed snow. “Shit. I’m sorry” We both break out in laughter at the same time, but things begin to get serious when his fingers reach for the zipper of my dress.
Our eye contact in this moment is unbreakable. His fingers freeze in place, and before I allow him to continue I push him back to advance from the railing.
His hands drop in response once the blankets hit the floor. I turn my back to him, and move my hair for him to have a clear view of the zipper. Warm breaths heat my exposed skin, and lips find their place as his body pushes against mine from behind. “Say the words, and I’ll stop”
He’s only touched me a few times, yet I’m already so far gone. I couldn’t force, those words to leave my mouth if I wanted to because when he unzips my dress and let’s it fall to the floor I lean into what he has to offer me - I want it all.
He spins me around to face him, and he drops to his knees. He swipes a hand up my calf slowly all the way to the seem of my underwear, and it’s erotic - Him. On his knees. Staring up at me as his fingers pull the lace down.
He wastes no time to wiggle his face into my core, and the sensation almost makes my legs collapse beneath me. His arms are there to keep me standing as his tongue works wonders.
He licks a stripe between my folds and I let out a pathetic whine resulting in a baritone chuckle that erupts from his chest. He stands from his position, and scoops me up to lay me down on the fur blankets.
I go to kick off my heels but Draco protests. “No. Keep them.” He says, and the predatory look in his eyes convinces me to listen.
He positions himself comfortably between my legs, then sits back on his knees to relieve himself from his clothes. His eyes don’t leave mine once, as he pops the buttons of his dress shirt and he stares down at my body as if I’m prey.
Impatience overtakes me, and I sit up to rip his shirt from his chest and his pants from his legs. I pull him back down to me, and another breeze of snow blows through the tower almost covering us both.
“Fucking in the astronomy tower has never been done before.” Draco pushes into me, and I jerk from the intense intrusion of him.
His grunts fill my ear and he sucks a dark mark into my shoulder. “I think this should be a tradition. Don’t you?” He thrusts a hard stroke, and I cry out from that one spot that drives me up the wall - one only his cock could find.
After a few minutes I’m practically squirming beneath him as his pace is increased, and I run my nails deep into the skin of his back down his tail bone. “Fuck baby” He practically fights through his words, and he demands I come undone on him.
Not even a minute after his request I’m left shaking, and he fucks me through it as he chases his own release.
We’re pressed chest to chest, and he rests his head up-top my breasts while pulling from me. Draco lays beside me as I continue to attempt a recovery from that.
“You’re shivering. We should get back to the common room.” He starts getting dressed, and picks my dress up while folding it neatly. “We’ll go back to my dormitory - it’ll be the warmest there.” I smile sweetly, and take his hand that he offers out to me.
The two of us get dressed, and I pull him in for one last sweet kiss. “I love you” Finally saying it back to him.
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