Fem!Reader x Ghost! Draco Malfoy
synopsis: Y/n was a family friend of the Malfoy family, years after the Battle of Hogwarts she returns to Malfoy Manor to retrieve her thing she had left all those years ago.
Warnings: Monster fucking, Poltergeist/ ghosts, getting down and dirty, PiV, Mirror sex kind of.
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The stale dusk air was cold as she made her way towards the gigantic manor house that stood derelict, hidden beneath tangles of vines and unkept greenery.
y/n could hardly recognise it, the Manor she once thought of as a palace of serenity was now crumbling with the weight of secrets that sunk into it's walls.
She continued her journey along the large stone path towards the front doors, the bushes that lined the trail once barbered to perfection now clawed at her pale skin, grabbing at her body as if it wanted to take her as it's own.
The woman took a sharp breath as she pushed open one of the splintered doors, she took a moment to survey the foyer.
Blankets of dust covered the marble structures, the fireplace once lit with life now homed a pile of ash, dulled green couches sunken with the weight of time and portraits of those that lived there lined the walls. The people who slept inside them never to wake as the generation of Malfoy was no more.
Her footsteps continued on towards the twirling staircase, the steps led her to a room she knew all too well.
Back when she attended Hogwarts she had gained an unlikely relationship with the Malfoy Heir, they had been childhood friends, a once innocent friendship sullied by lust.
She had spent sunrises in this room, the silk, Slytherin green covers still pressed to perfection after all this time. The white walls, dirtied with erosion, still had his poster tacked to them. A large Slytherin banner hung above his bed, one of the corners folded from its fall.
The memory of when he had put it up there surged forward, it was after his first win with the quidditch team, he had been an overjoyed fourth year with his whole life ahead of him.
But that was all it was now. A memory.
His life had ended with his mother and fathers after a rouge Death Eater had blown them up during a family meal. Though y/n knew when his time living had really ended- Sixth year when he was forced to take the Dark mark- from then on out he was only surviving.
The weight of the visit took a toll on the girl, she had come to retrieve some of the things she had left years ago, only now gaining the confidence to come and get them.
Casting a time charm she found out it was midnight, a nap wouldn't hurt. She climbed atop of the king sized bed, trying her best not disturb the pristine sheets as she lay down, sleep dragging her in.
Ever since the night the Malfoy family died she had been haunted by the memory of him during sleep- tonight was no different.
His glistening grey eyes, the sound of his voice though now distorted by the years with out it, the way the sun hit his white hair.
The way they would caress her body in the most delicious ways. Leaving a trail of cold in their wake as they ran from her hips to her thighs, his dull nails carving moons into her skin as he squeezed the flesh.
His plush lips sucking on the fragile skin of her neck, marking her as his own in the silence of the night as his feather light finger tips closed in on the place she needed him most.
She would never forget the look in his eyes as he watched her face, the way it would contort as he spread her apart with his fingers.
y/n's eyebrows scrunched in her sleep, the feeling so real she never wanted to wake up.
The sweet circles that graced her clit causing her to squirm in his firm grasp, his other hand gripping her thigh to keep her still. The wetness between her legs grew with every touch, the need for more mounting as he continued his pursuit for her climax.
Her eyes shot open as the feeling became almost too real, though even in her wake the touches sill remained. Y/n looked toward the mirror in front of the bed, lit only by the moonlight flittering in through the window, she found her reflection staring back at her .
Her eyes lowered, the image of her bare bottom half ingrained in her brain. She had gone to sleep fully clothed, though that wasn't what caused her breath to hitch, the way her lips were parted to reveal her hole pulsing around nothing was the cause.
A haunting breath cooled her ear, a whisper that could have been the breeze flowing through the room showed her that this was real. The familiar feeling of a slow finger slipping into her drenched pussy caused her eyes to roll back.
A name caught on the tip of her tongue, the ghostly finger fastened it pace, daring it to fall from her plush parted lips.
"Draco." Y/n called out into the darkness, a squeeze of her hip replied.
He was here, haunting the Manor for eternity, waiting for a moment of peace that would come in the form of his best kept secret. Draco had watched her from the moment she had stepped foot on the property line.
She was still as beautiful as she had always been, the ring he had gifted her as a promise of forever still graced her elegant finger, a wedding ring nowhere in sight had him over the moon.
She would always be his even in death.
His finger curled inside her, the sound of his name from her mouth would never tire him. The whimpers that followed caused him to add a second, they worked in tandem to bring her to the brink of her climax.
Y/n watched as her hole sucked in the invisible fingers that she thought she would never feel again, her eyes struggling to stay forward as they begged to roll into the back of her skull at the delicious feeling.
She came with a shout of his name, though she knew it wouldn't be over yet. It never was over with Draco Malfoy.
The sweet caress of his lips on hers broke through the delirious haze in her mind, she closed her eyes to savour the moment before the feeling of something bigger than fingers rushed over her heat.
The invisible appendage surged forward into her wetness, she watched in the mirror as her opening widened to accommodate her ghostly lover.
The phantom sound of a male groan reached her ears, she finally let her eyes roll into her sull as her mouth hung open in pleasure, he pulled out slowly before a following thrust hit her cervix.
The pace was mind numbing as he continued his assault on her walls, they sucked him in every time. She wanted to grip onto him but her hands fell emptily to the covers of the bed, she grabbed at them instead, no longer worrying about keeping them perfect.
"F-fuck Draco, Please." The woman grit out as she neared her second orgasm.
His thrust came harder, his pace turning sloppy as he felt them both grow closer. With one last heavy thrust she came with a shout, her slick heat pulsing around nothing.
The next time she looked in the mirror a shiny substance poured from her pussy, the colour reminded her of moonlight as it pooled beneath her on the sullied covers.
Her breaths were laboured as she felt a soft kiss on her forehead before she felt nothing. Her eyes became focused on the mirror again as it fogged up in a small patch.
She watched as words were drawn on the fogged up mirror, coated with her own slick.
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A/N: My first post on this account and its for Kinktober? This was my first time writing smut but I wanted to participate so I hope it was good enough.
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