[academic rivals] [sex bets] [eight-year hogwarts] [quidditch captain draco] [smutty] [switchy] [tortured past] [idiots in love] [an overall sexy and emotional good time] [hogwarts in winter] [loss of virgnity] [pining]
Summary: When your no-strings-attached agreement to lose your virginity to the perfectly agreeable Theodore Nott falls through, you're in need of a substitute. And for some reason, your academic rival, long-time nemesis, and perpetual thorn in your side, Draco Malfoy, thinks he's the perfect one.
You're determined not to fall for whatever tricks he has up his sleeve, but as you start trading kisses like curses and sex wagers like blood oaths, things get...complicated.
And you're not sure how many more bets you can make with him before you lose much more than you bargained for.
18+ content. CW: so much smut. swearing. drinking. eight year at Hogwarts, post-war so characters are aged up.
chapter one - Your Rival
chapter two - The Plan
chapter three - A Kiss
chapter four - The Monster Within
chapter five - Let's Raise The Stakes
chapter six - A Lesson In Impulse
chapter seven - A Little Honey
chapter eight - Liar
chapter nine - The Most Unforgivable Curse
chapter ten - Ruinous Games
chapter eleven - One Of Many
chapter twelve - The Death Of Me
chapter thirteen - A Flame This Scorching
chapter fourteen - What If
chapter fifteen - A Silent Confession
chapter sixteen - His Birthright
chapter seventeen - The Twists of Fate
chapter eighteen - Chasing Fire
chapter nineteen - Sweet Revenge
chapter twenty - My Dragon (coming soon)
chapter twenty-one
epilogue
BONUS CHAPTER
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no because why am i opening an X READER fic and suddenly it’s giving me a STINKY OC with MY MAN?? like bsfr. i did not search “x reader” to third-wheel someone else’s wattpad ahh self insert, i came here to read about ME and HIM and OUR beautiful, thriving, canon-level relationship. like FYM audrey cooper is my designated role though...
hey if you think you’re being slick by using ai to write your entire fic it’s really obvious and i’m embarrassed for you. i’m so tempted to comment your ai slop bores me under every single one of these unoriginal stories. and if you’re reading this and you use ai (i definitely have mutuals on here that do) write badly and learn to improve like the rest of us. i look back on some of my stories (who am i kidding literally all of them) and cringe at how bad they are… but you know what at least they’re human, with human mistakes. so, if you fully think that nobody knows you’re using ai, maybe they don’t (but i sure do 🙂)
Draco Malfoy never learned when playtime ends. Raised together in the same pure-blood world, you were inseparable as children—but the teenage Draco still acts like a boy who always gets that he wants, and the line between friendship and possession begins to blur.
content: 18+ mdni, f!reader, smut, childhood friends to lovers, loss of innocence, corruption, possessiveness, emotional manipulation, codependency, alcohol, voyeurism, somno., cheating, coming of age
wc: 37k
status: ongoing
part I
part II
part III
vignette I
part IV
vignette II
part V
part VI
...
MISC.
draco thoughts
...
a/n: I seriously keep forgetting to tag people, please comment on this if you'd like to be on the taglist!
i couldnt wait for sugar daddy baxter/cove to come around so i was prepping but ykw, the best things deserve to be served twice
DAY SEVENTEEN — FINGERING
*kinktober masterlist | *ao3
tags : NSFW, fem/afab + bottom reader, sugar daddy au, squirting
+ mean dom baxter, degradation, (semi) public sex, begging, mind break, daddy kink, car sex (dont be like baxter n drive while doing it</3)
+ soft dom cove, caught masturbating, praise, mentioned phone sex/sexting, overstim/edging
synopsis : cove comes back early from a trip and catches you having fun by yourself. he can't resist after such a sight. / baxter finger blasts you in the car on the way to a business dinner, it's his fault you make such a mess.
BAXTER
"you're getting my car dirty with your nasty juices." baxter smacks his lips, his fingers curling against your walls.
you whine, throwing your head back and grinding on his fingers desperately. "im sorry daddy, I'm sorry.."
he rolls his eyes, expertly turning the corner with one hand. "you don't seem sorry. you're grinding against my fingers like a desperate bitch."
you moan loudly. fuck you loved when he degraded you...
"please!"
"please, what? please give me money? please give me dick? what do you want slut, use your words." he pulls out his fingers, wiping them on the front of your dress.
you whine, your hole clenching around nothing. "no! daddy, please!" you're about to cry, tears welling up in your eyes. you want his fingers so bad, you were so close...
"clearly you can't think with my fingers in your cunt, so pick your brain outta your panties and use your big girl words."
you squirm, wanting to grind against the seat but you know that won't turn out well for you. "i.. i want you to make me cum. please. please make me cum..." you beg, reaching over the console to palm his bulge, a better alternative to touching yourself. maybe it'll sway him.
baxter lets you grope his dick through his pants, and even lets you unbutton his pants and and slip your hand into his bottoms, your hands expertly wrapping around his length and you give tight strokes in the confined space, running your thumb of his head.
he hums and haws, playing up his consideration as he tries to keep his focus on the road. - which isn't hard when you've had much practice playing around while in the car or on the road...
"please?" you beg, leaning forward against your seat belt, hoping that he falls for your batting eyelashes.
baxter curls into the parking lot of your destination, and you snatch your hand from his pants when he pulls up to the till before the security guard there sees, praying he doesn't notice baxter's open button or somehow finds out your naked cunt is leaking on the leather seats.
you squirm, waiting for baxter to finish the brief interaction. it feels like it's going on for forever but in reality it's just a couple minutes before baxter is pulling into a space.
he pops his seat belt, letting it snap into place and does the same with yours.
"ba- mhm!" his lips interrupt your words, his hand slipping up your thigh and under your skirt.
he's practically sitting in the middle console, trying to be as close to you as possible.
much to your relief his fingers find there way back to your weepy cunt, you're clenching around his digits, grinding down on his fingers so they keep grinding against that perfect spot.
"you look so good like this. if only we didn't have somewhere to be.." baxter yearns, curling his fingers against your walls, bullying that same spot.
your back arches off the seat, grinding on his lithe fingers. you pant, your leg bumping against the door and wrinkling baxter's jacket in your fist.
"baxter! baxter!" you cry, feeling pressure building in your tummy. "i'm-i'm gonna make a mess.." you squirm, trying to get away from his fingers.
it's fruitless, since you just pin yourself against the seat, forcing his fingers deeper against that spongy spot, pushing you over the edge.
your head hits the back of the seat, your foot bumping the dashboard.
baxter just watches in awe, your juices weakly squirting from your cunt, some of it soaking into the mat, your squirt running down your butt and soaking into your skirt.
he works you through your orgasm, rubbing your clit until you're squirming and pushing his wrist away.
you pant, clinging onto baxter's sleeve.
he coos, wiping your wet cheeks and kissing your cheek. "so good.. you did so good."
he slips his fingers past your lips, and you mindlessly lap up your mess. "good girl.. it's a good thing we went shopping today huh? wait here, i'll get your clothes. my partners can wait— fashionably late and all that." he waves his hands animatedly, going to get out the car.
"oh!" he looks over his shoulder, an innocent look on his face. "i didn't tell you to cum, and you made a mess in the car. so you'll have to be punished later, okay darling?" he purrs.
you nod, anticipating later tonight...
COVE
"cove..." you sigh, arching your back to grind down on your fingers.
cove went on a business trip, something about opening a new branch and he had to check out the location. to you, it's just a bunch of bullshit. what could possibly be more important than his baby?
even though he told you it was just for the weekend, it felt like ages without him here to fill up your days. and he didn't even leave you with more than a parting kiss...
you whine, pumping your fingers in and out your loud, messy cunt faster.
"cove, cove, cove..." you cry, feeling pressure build in your tummy. you curl your fingers against your g-spot, grinding your clit against your palm.
you squirm and twist the sheets under your feet, trying to reach your fingers deeper inside of you as if to pull out your orgasm.
you pant and huff, keeping up your movements and hoping this time will be it but... nothing. the pressure is there, you're so close but you just.. can't...
"y/n?" cove's voice calls, and you think you're hallucinating until you look up and see him holding the door open with wide eyes. you fly up from the pillows, snapping your legs closed around your hand.
"c-cove!" your voice cracks, you squirm, tugging your hand free from between your legs. "um.. what- what are you doing back?"
you try to act normal, as if you aren't in his t-shirt and in his bed, fingering yourself without success.
"i got to come home early. i take it you didn't see my message?"
you cringe, glancing at your phone still charging on the other side of the room.
"that's okay, baby." cove reassures, crossing the room in a few long strides, kneeling on the bed to cup your face. "i'm here now, and i think you deserve something for waiting for me.."
you squirm, trying to keep your eyes from fluttering when your clit grinds against the sheets. "how.. how much did you see?"
cove's nose brushes against yours, his face and body so close you're itching to get a hold of him already...
"baby, i could hear everything from the stairs." cove grins smugly, happy with your flustered reaction and you feel hot, a blush running from your cheeks to your ears.
he steals a small kiss from you, pushing you back into the pillows, forcing your legs open to slot himself between your knees. "i think it's cute you missed me so much..."
you inhale shakily, curling your fingers around the sheets, cove's finger dragging along your weeping slit.
"cove..." you mutter, pushing back on the digits he slipped inside of you, feeling much better with his fingers inside you instead.
his fingers curl against your walls, your cunt squelching.
"you're so wet.. is this what you've been doing all day?" cove quipped, sinking his fingers deeper into you, pumping his fingers in and out your messy cunt.
you pant, squirming. "i.. i missed you."
cove coos, "poor baby, and you couldn't finish could you?"
you nod, "ahh.." you push back on cove's fingers, his fingertips grinding against your walls, your stomach swirling and tightening.
cove kisses you, swallowing up your whines and moans, his other hand slipping under "your" shirt to grope your chest. he can barely speak between kisses, not wanting to stray too far from you. "don't worry, *kiss* i'm here now, let me take care of you, okay?"
"please, please..." you beg, pushing back on cove's thick fingers.
he shushes you, kissing down your jaw to your collarbone. "you're so pretty, you should be rewarded for waiting so long."
cove curls his fingers against your bladder, abusing the squishy spot.
he lifts up your shirt, latching onto your chest and leaving hickeys behind on your tender skin until he reaches your nipples, sucking and grazing the bud with his teeth.
"cove.." you gasp, dragging your nails down his back.
he pulls off your boob with a pop, nuzzling your cheek. "it's okay, go ahead and let go whenever you want."
you fret, clinging onto his shirt. "but-but i don't want-hahh, it to end.."
cove's lips brush against yours, his long digits practically stirring up your messy insides. "we have all night ahead of us, i missed you too.." he kisses the corner of your mouth, working down your jaw.
"i told you when i got home i'd take care of you, all~ night..." cove drawls, lacing his fingers with yours.
you shake, your knee bumping against cove's side and your toes curling. "i-i'm gonna.." you pant, pushing back on cove's digits.
cove praises you, muttering in your ear about how sweet and pretty you look squirming on your digits. "i should have you like this more often... you look so good with my fingers inside you."
you gasp, cove's fingers curling near that delicious spot by your cervix. he bullies the spot, and your grinding hips help push you over the edge.
your legs shake, clamping around cove's waist as you make a mess in his hand, your cunt clamping around his digits as your fluids soak into the sleeve of his shirt.
"that's it.. fuck." cove groans, enraptured by the sight..
you melt into the pillows and sheets, some muscles in your thighs still twitching, not having half the mind to feel bad for your mess.
cove peels off the shirt, throwing it somewhere so he can work on his belt. "don't get tired on me now, we still have so much to catch up on.."
Ok guys the traction that this post gained has started to attract scam accounts so don't trust anyone in the replies telling you to send money to x patreon account please.
DROOLING at the idea of Priest!Ford, he would totallyyy be the type to accidentally summon a demon then proceed to fall for its lies and believe that she is his true god.
Would be the type to spend years if not millennia being a servant, to yield and surrender to all your commands, but ofc, dreamlike bliss never lasts for long. He started to question his beliefs. Qhen you found out, you were livid, why? Obviously because its absolutely unacceptable, who was he to think that he had the choice to slowly back away now? When you were finally enjoying his presence and his constant sucking up to you?
So, you were forced to.. Discipline him every now and then, every time he would act out, you would tie him up and edge him for days on end, until he would be completely broken, willing to submit again then, and only then, do you give him his reward <3
