#dark!draco

rating: 18+. mdni. content: dubcon, older!reader word count: 413 Valentine’s Day countdown masterlist

Really, it wasn’t too much of a price to pay. All you had to do was lay down and Draco would do the rest. It was kind of him to offer, he thinks. Others wouldn’t if they were him. Others with a brain as twisted as his anyway.

“You won’t tell a soul,” Draco grunts behind you. “Am I clear? Or I’ll tell everyone what a little whore you are. How you spread your legs for me so easily.”

You nod because of course you do. What other choice do you have? You either spread your plush thighs or you would be disowned the second Draco told your parents what you had done. What he would say you had done.

Warnings: yandere behavior, toxic relationships, bullying, obsession, sexual implications but nothing is described, mention of anxiety and depression

Draco is a spoiled brat. Since birth, whenever he wanted something - it was delivered to him in a matter of hours - maximum a few days - in a fancy box decorated with huge sparkly bow on top of it. So when you, to his great astonishment, instead of throwing yourself at him tell him to go fuck himself - Draco gets pissed (and extremely anxious)

It’d be just perfect if you were a pureblood - absolutely no restraints for Draco in courting and spending time with you. If you happened to be a half-blood - he’d be extremely conflicted, but eventually just going so far as forging your personal documents, claiming that you’re a descent of an ancient pureblood family that happened to go missing due to a drastic accident and then being ‘found’ and ‘adopted’ by your parents. Same would go to a muggleborn darling, but I doubt he’d even pay attention to them in a first place

Draco grew up in environment where arranger marriages had always been an expected and usual thing, personal preferences and actual feelings rarely being involved; his parents had never felt anything but revulsion and loathing for each other - Draco’s idea of love is extremely twisted. Love, in his understanding, is when you’re official - when everyone in the family, school, country and world knows that you’re together, tied by strong bond of marriage. That’s what he’d been taught, that’s what he strongly believes in

That leads to Draco spreading rumors all around school about you two being in a relationship, even though it’s obviously a lie. He doesn’t need you to agree with all his stories - you may deny everything as much as you want but eventually everyone in Hogwarts will know that you two are involved with each other in some way. Even if some students don’t believe all the rumors going around, they would think twice before approaching you, not wanting to deal with Draco and his buddies

His logic is pretty much “If I can’t have you - no one can”. If you happened to have a partner - not for long. Once again, Draco would spread nasty lies about you constantly cheating on your S/o with him, and oh boy, can this man be persuasive. Soon enough your partner would be so fed up or simply ashamed of being in relationship with you, breaking up on you not even a few months in dating. And that would happen again and again with every one of your little silly love interests until you finally give up and come crawling to Draco since, well, he’s basically the only person in the whole castle offering you comfort and company

Draco is mean. He doesn’t know how to express his fondness and love obsession so he tries doing so through the ways already known to him - bullying. Snarky comments and snickering seem to accompany your every smallest movement, pale eyes being always fixated on you, waiting, praying for you to make at least one smallest mistake so that he’d finally have a reason to approach you, even if it’s to humiliate you

He’d deluge you with presents, basically trying to buy your affection. Anything you want - you get it. You like that sweater that doesn’t cost a quarter of its actual price - it will be lying on your bed neatly folded, a note attached to it saying “It would look better laying on my bedroom floor”. Want a diamond ring - of course, my dear, as many as you wish, but only after official “I Do”. You want ten liters of Unicorn’s bile - “Ew, that’s bloody gross. Here you go, fucking weirdo” - hands you four bottles filled with dark brown liquid. Where the hell did he even get it from? You said it just to test his limits

Even if you do eventually agree to step into relationship with Draco which is more of an act of pity, let’s be honest his behavior won’t get any better. Yeah, he stops with bullying for sure, but his obsession seems to only get worse the more time you spend together. Draco would become extremely possessive, to an extend where someone else looking at you for longer than a few second would send Draco into an ugly tantrum, shouting accusations and threats at everyone around

That leads to thus little number of friends you had reducing to absolute zero - them being too afraid or simply sick of Draco and his constant blackmailing and threats, leaving you all alone in his clutches. Being friends with you becomes simply too dangerous for others

He’ll follow you everywhere. Wherever you are, it seems like Draco and his little squad is always a few meters afar, watching you closely. It gets even worse once you two are ‘dating’ - Draco is like a chewing gum stuck in your hair - impossible to get rid of. You do your homework - he’s right by your side, flipping the pages of your book over when you ask. You’re getting ready to take a shower - he’s already shirtless and undoing his pants “Don’t you care about saving water and environment? Y/n, penguins are dying!”

Constantly touches you. And if you don’t like it or feel uncomfortable with his touch - too bad, Draco doesn’t care. “Darling, don’t fucking resist me. You’re only making it worse for yourself” And that’s true, it’s better to have contended and happy Draco snuggled into you rather than a furious and annoyed one, tightly wrapping his huge hand around your neck

His mood swings are just something. One moment he may be all cuddly and snuggly, looking at you like a lovesick puppy, and the other - he’s frowning and snarling insults, words are pure poison. And just five minutes later he crawls back with the saddest expression on his face, “Sorry, I got really upset, I thought you were thinking about that scumbag Potter again🥺👉🏻👈🏻” - “Draco, how the fuck can you know what I was thinking about?!”

He’d never physically hurt you because, well, Draco is a pussy. The maximum is pressing you against the wall with his hand around your throat, not choking but just holding you in place while glaring down at your smaller form. All the damage that he causes is mostly emotional. You’d definitely develop paranoia because of his constant stalking, feeling as if even walls have eyes and ears, intently watching your every move. Constant anxiety caused by Draco’s harsh words and treatment, may lead to deep depression

From the good things - he’s really eager to please you. As I said - whatever you want - you get, even if that’s not a material thing. Fame, power, influence - all of that is real and you can get it easily by simply being with him. But the more Draco gives you, the more demanding he gets - everything has its price. At first simple affection will be the greatest repay, but the older you both get - the more sexual turn it all gets

Draco would go absolutely insane during the summer break. He’ll be writing you a few times a day, demanding an answer from you containing a detailed description of your day, who you were talking to and all the conversations themselves. He’d defo get a pair of those double ended mirrors for you two (Wizarding FaceTime lmao) so he can see your beautiful face and hear that lovely voice of yours. And oh, don’t you dare not responding to his tenth call of a day - it’ll end up in a biggest tantrum

His parents noticing Draco’s obsession way too late, not being able to fix nor influence son’s unhealthy behavior. Narcissa tries to reason with her son, cool his eagerness and patroon a bit down, for the sake of both him and you. But Draco sees that as a betrayal, his twisted mind turning it into his family trying to turn you against him, to take you away from him. Now he sees it all - he doesn’t need their approval nor their blessing, he’ll have it his way anyways. It ends with Draco basically forcing marriage upon you, doing what he’s been longing for all these years - claiming you as his, so that no one could ever doubt the special bound you two have

After all, you two were always meant to be

draco malfoy x reader | kinktober #7

doctor!draco with innocence, corruption and a bit of manipulation.

(dark content, avoid if you’re uncomfortable)

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“Hello miss Y/L/N. Usual check-up?” The young doctor greets you as you step in to the room, may you say, your favorite doctor.

“Uh.. so I did what you told me to do but.. I- I still can’t find it,” The last sentence came out as a whisper as your cheeks heated in embarassment.

Draco licks his bottom lip before biting it between his teeth, eyes examining you up and down. Suddenly the room felt small to you.

“Alright, I got you. If you don’t mind, take off your clothes first, please.” Your face redden at his order, but nonetheless it was a professional order.

A/N: Hey baes!!! I love dad's best friend Draco Malfoy so fucking much <3 Femme Fatal Part Two is coming soon I promise x (Also I am SO close to 1.2k <333333)

Set: Post War

Word Count: 1,583

Warnings: Age gap, spanking, choking, degradation, car sex, corruption and slight cnc if you squint

Draco hated work functions. He could never help but wonder what the point was. He already had to spend every waking hour of his life with people he’d never choose to spend time with in a million years and spending MORE time with them than absolutely necessary. He also had no idea why he was standing in the line for a club at two o’clock in the morning completely sober. Draco at least wished one of his friends was here to make it more bearable, he was hitting his forties for merlin’s sake. Once he and his work colleagues were inside, he watched with a grimace as some of them attempted to pull women, half of them married. The club itself was luxury, pixies flew drinks to the tables, their wings glittering in the lights, veela’s strut around the club, men’s hungry eyes following them around where they walked. He stood up, mostly to escape the boring conversations of his fellow ministry workers, walking to the smoking area of the club. The booths were facing the dancefloor and he pulled a cigarette from his blazer pocket, placing it between his lips and lighting it. He sat minding his own business, taking in the scene. He took a drag of his cigarette, when his eyes suddenly met with some he recognised very well: Y/N Nott, his best friend's daughter. She was scantily clad and grinding and dancing with several men, 4 at a time. He sent her an evil glare as she awkwardly moved away from them, attempting to escape his gaze. When she did, one of the men pulled her back by her hips, placing a wet kiss on her neck. The man was confused when she didn’t respond like normal and instead froze. Draco had seen enough. He sauntered towards her, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her away from the men. “With me now.” He snapped, snatching her wrist and directing her out of the fire exit with a hand on her back. Y/N’s heart rate rose as she avoided the men’s eyes, making her way out of the back door.

When they were both outside she looked around for a quick exit, Draco eyeing her closely. She took a deep breath and attempted to make a run for it but she underestimated Draco’s reaction speeds. He snatched her hair in his pale hands, dragging her harshly by it and into the passenger seat of his luxury car. Draco slammed the door, entering himself and sitting in the seat next to her, locking it from the inside. She was breathing heavily.

“I’m so sorry Mr Malfoy.” She stammered, tears threatening to spill from her beautiful eyes. Draco turned to face her, a threatening smirk painted on his features.

“Oh darling, you’re definitely going to be.”

He turned on the engine, pressing his foot flat to the floor and speeding off out of the car park. Y/N was still shaking, her hands fiddling in her lap. She knew he was going to take her to see her father, which filled her with fear. But as the journey continued, she realised they weren’t driving home. Draco next to her was attempting to remain calm too, but for very different reasons. The erection in his trousers wasn’t disappearing and images of his best friend's daughter on her knees for him, her doe eyes staring up at him as she sucked his cock. He pulled off into a side road, down an abandoned alleyway. Her heart was pounding in her chest. What the fuck was happening.

“It’s clear,” Draco drawled, his long, pale fingers coming to rest on her bare leg, “your father isn’t doing a very good job at disciplining you.” Y/N shuddered under his touch, her eyes going wide at the way his fingers were touching her.

“I...I’m an adult now Mr Malfoy.” She stuttered. Draco laughed evilly, removing his hand from her leg.

“I can see that.” He smirked. He undid his seat belt and moved closer to unclip hers. His body heat was making Y/N whimper, his scent encapsulating her. “I think it’s time someone taught you to behave, you filthy little slut.” Her mouth opened suddenly at his language. Before she could think, one of his hands came to her throat, wrapping itself around it. Y/N’s breathing stammered, their faces inches apart. Then he suddenly jerked, pulling her towards him. He motioned to his lap and she instantly understood. Still just in her tiny dress from the club, she scrambled to lay over his lap in the small space of the car, her ass poking up into the air. Draco stared at her perfect ass so close to him, her pussy slightly on display, he groaned.

“No panties darling? You fucking slut.” She whined, attempting again to wiggle from his grasp that only tightened on her hips as he held her down against him. “Ok kitten, I want you to understand I’m only doing this to teach you a lesson. Nobody as pretty as you should be giving yourself away so easily like that.” Before she could process his words, he landed a slap on her ass with his ring adorned hand. Y/N cried out at the pain. “Shush my darling, you can make this easier on yourself if you just take it.” She whimpered in agreement.

He landed several more, her cries becoming louder. He continued, his hits becoming harder and harder as her ass became redder, his rings imprinting there too. He sent one last hit, harder than before and she moaned out in pleasure. “Did you just fucking moan?” Draco laughed, pulling her hair once more so that she was forced to meet his eyes. Y/N nodded embarrassed, attempting to pull herself from his eyeline. “I bet if I touch your little cunt right now it will be dripping, won’t it princess?” She failed to respond, red heating up her cheeks. He laughed again, leaning down and shoving his fingers into her folds. Y/N moaned again as her wetness covered his fingers.

“I’m so sorry Mr Malfoy, I mean it, please let me make it up to you.” The slight innocence tainting her voice made him want to fuck her until her brain was only thinking of his cock. He smirked down at her, yanking her up by her hair again and onto her knees, shoving her back onto the other seat. Draco made light work of his belt, pulling down his slacks and underwear to reveal his large, throbbing cock. She gasped when she saw it, wondering how she was going to fit it in her mouth.

“Come and suck my cock sweetheart.” He growled, gripping the back of her head hard. She was forced onto his cock, her tongue flattening to the bottom of her mouth as she attempted to take him into her throat. Y/N choked hard as his tip hit the back of her throat. He moaned lowly, forcing her nose to stay flush to his lower stomach. He continued to work her mouth on his cock, her throat convulsing around it. She pulled away momentarily.

“Did I do a good job sir?” Y/N asked gently, looking up at him through her eyelashes. He groaned at the nickname, squeezing her cheeks in his large hand.

“Yes you did angel,” He moved down to move his trousers off completely, “but now I wanna cum inside that princess cunt.” She allowed him to move her onto his lap, his muscles moving her with ease. She hovered above him as he pulled her dress over her head, freeing her tits. Draco moaned again then, slapping her tits harshly causing her to buck above his cock. He grabbed his cock firmly in his hand, swiping the head through her folds.

“Please sir, I need you to fuck me.” Y/N whined, attempting to lower herself down onto him. He harshly grabbed her hips, gripping her hard.

“Not resisting now, are you pretty girl?” He hummed, cupping her face gently and kissing her head. She shook it. Without warning, he plunged into her, his cock almost splitting her in half. She let out a pornagraphic moan, her hands grabbing his shoulders to steady herself. Draco bottomed out, fully inside her. She attempted to grind down on him for some friction, but before she could continue, he was slamming up into her groaning loudly.

“Oh shit, you’re so fucking tight.” He moaned, thrusting up into her at an inhumane rate. He slapped her tits again, the way they bounced in his face causing his brain to go foggy.

“Oh my god sir please, don’t stop!” Y/N all but screamed, her eyes rolled back into her head. Draco used one of his free hands to fall down to play with her clit, her pussy squeezing his cock deliciously. He could feel himself twitching inside of her, threatening to release. “Mr Malfoy, I’m gonna cum.”

“What do you think? Isn’t it pretty?” said Draco, twisting his body in front of the mirror to watch the crown on his head from different angles. “I always wanted to be a king so I could wear it.”

“It suits you,” replied Harry dully. The cuffs on his wrists cut into his skin painfully.

“Thanks. I love you,” beamed Draco. His smile was so bright that even the light became dim. “Now come give me a kiss.”

As the chain was pulled, Harry walked to Draco and kissed him.

Dark Draco x reader, like he is all dark and mean and stuff you know? Btw, love you <33

Ily more <3

Dark!draco is hella mean in this au, he came from such an emotional damaging environment he didn't understand any of his feelings. During his 6th year he fucked girls every single night, his room didn't smell like him. It smelled like girls perfume. When he met you when he hooked up with you, he was feeling such a weird feeling.

He couldn't understand this feeling, it's weird he feels warm and fuzzy. Obviously draco dated you and ruined his fucking-girls-everynight reputation. And was happy with you for some quite time. You would notice that he didn't like when other boys looked, talked with you. He got jealous. But him? He secretly fucked girls behind your back again leading to an arguement when you found out, which also leads to makeup sex.

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!!Warnings!!Dub-con, Adult Dialogue, Mature Themes, Age Gap(Gloria-18, Draco-22), Innocence Kink, mentions of sub-space, oral (male receiving), un-established relationship

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Pairing: Professor!Draco x Student!OC(but you can pretend it’s y/n)

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Summary: Basically just Professor!Draco smut

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Her gaze drifts from the lines in her potions text to the podium affront the class to Professor Malfoy, he sits careened back in his chair with a book in hand- Arithmancy. The first few buttons of his black dress shirt undone. A small silver glint emits from the dainty replica of the Draconis constellation hanging from his neck. The pale, porcelain hue of his skin heavily contradictory to the dingy atmosphere of the dungeons.

As though sensing the presence of her stare, he looks up. A small smirk playing at his plush lips as he sends the girl a discreet wink, causing her straight face to falter as her light honey colored cheeks turn hot. Gloria quickly looks around to see if anyone seemed to notice but the entire class is taken as they either finish work from other classes or scribble away at scrap parchment.

She turns to look at Draco again, only to find an accomplished expression settled on his face. His soft grey eyes leaving hers only when the pitched ringing of the bell in the courtyard dings. The class quickly files out till theirs no one left.

The Slytherin hastily mutters a short "colloportus" and walks toward Draco. Peeling the book away from his hands, he let's her place it on the table. Draco's hands rest on her hips, guiding her to stand between his legs.

"Hadn't gotten chance to say hello?" He teases, reminded her that she'd failed to come by his quarter's this morning.

"M'sorry." Gloria mumble, moving to straddle him and bury her face in his neck

"S'alright love." He chuckles, placing lazy kisses on her neck.

"Think I can make it up to you?" She says, the playful guilt evident in her voice.

"Yeah? How do you plan on doing that darling?"

Arrogance practically dripping from his tone as his hands travels under her skirt, undoing the blush pink fabric of her thong and retiring it to the pocket of his slacks.

With response to his question, her slender digits to unbuckle his belt, the argentum alloy clinking softly. The sound of his zipper coming undone chimes his ears as she picks herself off his lap and drops to her knees.

Draco lets out a breathy groan as a result of her warm mouth wrapping around his cock. His hands instinctively go to her hair, bunching the dark brown strands. Her cunt clenching and pulsating around nothing but air at his choked sounds.

His large hands began guiding her to bob her head in tandem with his bucking hips, his otherwise clear eyes were now eclipsed with illicit pleasure. The tell-tale sheen of heavy, sitting lust coated the steel grey in his irises. She gives another languid suck as he twitches, threatening to come undone. The grip on her hair tightens, his hips rutting into her small mouth, hastily traveling in an out of her swollen lips. A string of drool dripping from the side of her mouth.

"M'going to cum down that pretty little throat."

She chokes out a small hum as he gives another ravenous thrust before climaxing at the back of her throat. He hastily pulls her of her knees and lifts her to sit on his desk causing her to let out a small squeal.

His hand cups the side of her face, wiping the excess cum from her lips and pushing it back into her mouth, forcing her to swallow the liquid lust. Draco slowly pries her leg apart, resting his hands on her thighs, caressing the smooth, light-coffee colored skin.

"So pretty aren't you. So-so fucking perfect." He claims, completely enamored by her. He trails his lips below her ear, leaving open-mouthed kisses on her sweet spot, still unable to fathom his fortune. She seemed so letting that it perplexed him- annoyed him even.

He places a soft, lucid kiss on her lips, the distinct flavor of white tea and fairy floss gladdened his senses.

"Draco." She mewls. The whine so needy yet content, so small and pure yet so ridiculously sinful.

If he could, he would record the sound and play it over and over till he was senselessly drunk off the sound of her sweet voice. Her very existence felt like a drug, a drug he would unquestionably smoke for the rest of his life till he died of asphyxiations. What he felt for her wasn't love- no it was farther- an obsession. So incredibly destructive. Like a flame dancing across their hearts and in the process setting their beings on fire.

With the next proceeding scenes, it was inevitable. Gloria Lightwood was an angel and he wanted to rip her wings off and keep her for himself.

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