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summary; ’ Hi could you use these prompts for a draco malfoy x reader, I like all of these so whatever one u want you can chose of u can use then together. “I don’t care your mine he doesn’t get to look at you like that.” “stop being a brat and listen to me ” “ where do you think your going dressed like that”. Basically I really would like to see a possessive and protective draco:))) I love your work BTW!! ‘
summary: after draco’s hurt by buckbeak, you find a way to put a smile on his face. short fluff.
warnings: hufflepuff slander :(
“That stupid chicken!” Draco seethes, pale face nearly bright red as he clutches his sling-clad arm close to his chest, stalking down the dimly lit corridors of Hogwarts.
You smile discreetly from beside him, unsure why Draco was so insistent on mocking the Hippogriff who had attacked him in a frenzy of fear, all due to Draco’s own cockiness. It wasn’t Buckbeak’s fault at all, but Draco was blind to all his wrong doings.
He glares when Hannah Abbott and Ernie Macmillan giggle at him as he stalks by, lip curling in such a menacing way that you would have recoiled too, had you not been his girlfriend. Draco would never treat you how he treats the rest of the school’s population— he acted cruel to maintain his reputation, yet around you, he was a clingy, cuddle-loving teenage boy, just desperate for some positive attention.
“Bloody Hufflepuffs,” he spits, “Why are they even here? Society has surpassed the need for them!”
You chuckle and roll your eyes. “Calm down, Draco. I’m sure they meant nothing by it.”
You could tell Draco was in pain from the injury on his arm and that he was humiliated due to the increased frequency of his crude remarks. He was glaring at anybody who dared breathe near him, grabbing your arm with his good hand and leading you quicker to the Slytherin Common Room.
As soon as he muttered the password and the door slid open, the two of you planted yourselves on the leather couch, so close that your shoulders brushed.
You take his mobile arm and hold his hand, smoothing up and down the sleeve of his robes in an attempt to calm him down. Slowly, his jaw starts to unclench and you can feel him relaxing beside you.
“I don’t know why you didn’t just listen to Hagrid, Draco,” you tut, intertwining your fingers with his slender, pale ones. “He strictly said not to approach Buckbeak unless told so.”
“This is not my fault,” Draco mutters bitterly, refusing to look at a perspective other than his own. “If he can’t control his beasts, then he shouldn’t have them! I don’t see why we need his stupid lesson anyway. It’s a waste of my time.”
You sigh and squeeze his hand. “Does it hurt?” You change the subject.
Draco nods. “Yes. When I move it more than when it’s still.”
You pout sympathetically. “Oh, Draco...” you sigh. “Whatever will I do with you, hm?”
“You sound like my mother.” The corner of his lips tug up into a small smile, making you chuckle.
He sighs as she leans back, clenching his eyes shut as a particularly stinging pain shoots through his arm. You frown, wishing you could somehow help him. You unlink your hand from his, causing his silver pools to open up, a frown written across his pale features.
“I’ll be right back,” you murmur, pressing a kiss to his temple.
Draco’s brows scrunch up. “No. Stay.”
“I’ll be back, you big baby,” you promise him.
You keep your promise and you’re back from your dormitory in less than two minutes. Two minutes too long in Draco’s opinion, who looks relieved to see you once you plop back down onto the leather couch beside him, on the other side of him this time, so you’re next to his hurt arm.
“What are you doing?” He asked when you tenderly lift it out of the sling.
You’re careful with him, your fingertips barely grazing the bandages covering his arm as you prop it up onto a pillow on your raised knees. Draco raises his brows curiously as you pull out a selection of colourful pens.
“Pick a colour,” you order him.
“Green,” Draco replies, causing you to smile and roll your eyes. “What are you doing?”
“Making your poorly arm look better,” you beam, popping off the cap for the green marker with your teeth.
The two of you are silent as you hold it between your lips, your writing hand moving out to touch the bandages wrapped around his arm whilst your other hand gently tilts it. Draco’s face shows no sign of discomfort, just curiousity and admiration as he watches what you’re doing, so you continue.
“It’s a snake,” he realises when you’ve drawn half its body near his thumb. “For Slytherin.”
“Yep,” you smile, before you write your name near it.
Draco begins to scold you once he realises that you’re drawing hearts around your name, but he sees the look on your face and doesn’t find it in him to do so. He lets you add a couple of flowers nearby, your artistic talents coming into play when you add a cartoon sunshine and a smiley face.
“It looks like a Hufflepuff threw up on my arm,” he mutters, acting as though he didn’t love it.
He likes the way you’ve drawn over his bandages, he likes how gentle you’re being with him and how you’re taking the time to pay attention to him in a sweet way.
Draco scowls when he realises he’s zoned out and you’ve written “buckbeak waz here” smack bang in the middle of his bandages.
“Y/N!” Draco complains as you giggle, putting the cap back onto the green pen. “That is not funny.”
“It kind of is,” you tease, glancing back up at him.
Draco goes to protest, but ends up lost in y/c/e pools instead. His breath is stuck in his chest and he releases it through a shaky sigh rather than an angry remark, his minty breath fanning your face. Your smile brightens as he leans closer to you.
Draco presses his lips against yours, his good hand cupping your cheek. You kiss him back gently, careful not to get too carried away and hurt the arm that’s resting between the two of your bodies.
“I love you, idiot,” Draco whispers as you pull away.
☁️ congrats on this big milestone !! could i request a draco x reader angst / fluff where draco is scared to come out to his gf as bi. i completely understand if u wouldn’t be comfortable - i just feel like the malfoys are lowkey homophobic and draco having someone who still supports him, loves him and treats him the same would mean a lot to him !!
draco x fem!reader
word count: 0.6k
thanks so much!! i love this request sm and i ended up adding a small twist at the end. i hope you don’t mind and that you like it! <33
Draco had looked paler than usual all day, his silver eyes darting around the room and his hands clammy when they touched your skin-- which he didn’t do as often as usual. You were picking up on his anxiety and it was worrying you, especially later that night when you were the last people down in the common room and he sat staring at the ground, biting his thumb and his eyes slightly wide.
Frowning softly, you moved closer towards him on the couch, so close that your thighs brushed, and you placed a hand on his arm, gently pulling his hand away from his mouth. Draco seemed to snap out of his daze, looking quite panicked as you reached out and took a hold of his hand, your thumb rubbing soothing circles on his icy skin.
“I love you,” you murmured, only slightly louder than the crackling of the fire. “So if there’s something that you’d like to tell me, you should know I’ll hear you out.”
Draco felt stiff against you, his shoulders tense. You heard him exhale shakily, so quiet you had to strain to hear it, and then you heard a quick sniffle. Turning your head to face him, your heart dropped at the sight of a few tears falling down his face. Gasping, you moved so that you were straddling him on the couch, your hands holding his face and wiping away all of the tears as they fell.
“Draco,” you cooed, brushing his platinum hair. “Draco, what is it?”
His face fell further into your hands, scrunching up a little as he tried not to cry too hard. His shaky hands found your hips where he hesitated to touch you. Eventually he let them skim you.
“I can’t-- I can’t help it,” Draco croaked, “The way that I feel.”
You were slightly confused, but mainly worried about how he was acting. Your hands skimmed up and down his scalp, an action that you knew soothed him on even his toughest days when his family were being unbearable.
“Tell me how you feel,” you whispered, peering down at him, both your eyes melting against the dim light of the Slytherin common room. “Talk to me, baby.”
Draco’s head fell into your shoulder and he began to cry some more. You could feel the stress and anxiety rolling off of him, his hands giving in and pulling you closer. His tears soaked through your shirt for the next few minutes but you didn’t care about that, stroking your hands down his broad back and across his shoulders.
“I like both,” he mumbled weakly into you, hiding his face against your shoulder. “Girls and boys.”
He felt you still against him for a moment, those words being the last thing you were expecting, and he ripped away from you, a panicked expression written across his pale face.
“But I love you,” Draco promised, “That- That doesn’t change the way that I’m indescribably in love with you, Y/N--”
You cut him off by smashing your lips against his, your hands holding onto his shoulders. He gripped your hips tighter, his heart pounding out of his chest.
“Doesn’t change the way that I feel about you either, Draco,” you smiled, your eyes twinkling. “And I’m so happy you felt like you could tell me.”
“You are?” Draco gulped, his tears drying as he looked up at you in complete wonder and adoration.
“Of course,” you murmured, biting your lip as you played with his tie and smiled nervously. “I mean, after all… me too.”
Draco appeared taken aback, nearly jumping beneath your body. “You too?” He repeated.
“Me too,” you laughed, nodding your head.
Draco began to laugh too, grabbing you and pulling you back into his chest. He had no idea why he was so scared to tell you this in the first place; you would always be the first person to love and accept him.
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Alisha omg congrats on 2k!! I'm here to request a blurb ☁️ for Draco!! can I request the first time he realises he's in love with the reader? congrats again and ilysm!! <33
draco malfoy x fem!reader
a/n: ahh thanks zoe!! ilysm!!
0.4k words
to be honest idk why this scenario sprung to mind and i could have chosen a much cuter one, but y/n’s kind of a mood in this and draco would deffo fall in love with her for it
You were crying. Tears were streaming down your face, your lips slightly swollen and your eyes sore, but Draco still thought that you looked beautiful. One large palm reached up to cup your face, his thumb brushing away a tear on your cheekbone. You closed your eyes, nuzzling your face further against his cool skin. He had never seen you cry before.
“I-I’m sorry,” you whimpered, one of your hands moving to gently hold his wrist.
“Don’t apologise,” Draco murmured, his grey eyes flickering over you. “Just tell me why you’re crying, darling.”
Something must be seriously wrong for you to be sobbing your heart out in the common room at three in the morning. Draco never usually comforted others, but with you, it felt like his heart was coming out of his throat seeing you so upset.
“I-” You croaked, trying to get the words out. “I… It’s stupid.”
“Nothing is stupid if it’s got you this upset, sweetheart,” Draco spoke gently, reassuring you.
“W-Well, you remember that video we watched in Muggle Studies today? T-The film, and it had the really cute dog in it,” you asked, sniffling.
Draco nodded. How could he forget? You’d turned and gripped his hand as soon as you saw the old, droopy dog appear on the screen, gasping and exclaiming how cute it was for the rest of the day, claiming that the two of you were getting one when you were older.
“Well, I was th-thinking, and that video was from te-ten years ago, Draco. Which--” You sobbed louder, dropping your head against his arm. “Which means that the dog is probably dead by now.”
He nearly laughed. Nearly. No way were you down here so late at night, sobbing about a dog you had seen in a video possibly being dead by now. Come to think of it, it was a very Y/N thing to do. Of course you were down here sobbing about a dog you had seen in a video possibly being dead by now.
You cared so much about everyone and everything, your heart was so full and had so much room, but none for hate. You looked so pretty as you brushed your hair out of your face, your eyes swimming with tears for the poor dog from the video.
Draco’s heart skipped a beat, watching you wipe your eyes and sniffle, and it was like everything suddenly felt clear. His hand trembled on your cheek for a moment, unsure what to think of the conclusion he had just drawn in his head: that he was hopelessly in love with you.
The you that laughed at his jokes, that set him straight when he was being a dick and helped out first years who were lost even though it meant turning up late for class. The you that sobbed over dogs you had never met before at three in the morning.
“You’re so lame,” Draco whispered, chuckling as he nuzzled his face against your neck, bringing you into his arms. “And I think I’m in love with you for it.”
Pt 2 of draco x y/n when she uses the safe word and just fluff in the bathtub?
draco malfoy x female reader
0.7k words
part one here
Stepping into the bathtub, you nearly gasped at the temperature. It was hot, nearly too hot, but your skin got used to it as you sank in beneath the bubbles. The water felt smooth against your skin, curtesy of the lavender bath melts Draco had popped inside that emitted fumes that could lull you into a good sleep there and then.
You heard the sound of the record player being fiddled with in Draco’s bedroom, as well as a curse or two as something crashed to the ground.
Peering over your shoulder with a small frown, you tried to look out the door of the bathroom but couldn’t see anything.
“What was that?” You called worriedly.
“Nothing!” Draco called back, far too quickly to be natural. “Erm, remind me to replace your album that has all the squiggly lines on it.”
You groaned, closing your eyes. Seconds later, however, you heard the sound of the needle being dropped before your favourite album began to play quietly, the soft sounds flowing into the bathroom and echoing a little. Draco followed them in, looking sheepish. He was still undressed from before, his platinum hair messy and his skin slightly flushed.
“Sorry...” He muttered, “I swear I’ll pay for it.”
You rolled your eyes. “The one ‘with the squiggly lines on’ was limited edition.”
“Fuck!” Draco’s face scrunched up and he actually looked pained, his hand smacking his forehead. “Fuck. I’m such a fucking screw up...”
Frowning worriedly, the teasing expression moved from your face as you climbed out of the bath. Draco looked up, widening his eyes.
“Darling, no, get back in the--”
“No,” You grabbed him and pulled him into you, getting his naked body wet, not that he cared. “I hate it when you call yourself a screw up, Draco. You are not. You’re far from it-- I love you so much. And I don’t care about the record that much. It’s fine.”
“No, it’s not fine,” Draco grasped your arms gently to pull you away from him, running a hand through his messy blond hair. “I shouldn’t have broken your record and I shouldn’t have made you feel so uncomfortable--”
“Draco, please!” You leaned up to grab his jaw, forcing him to look at you. “I said the safe word and you stopped straight away. It is not your fault. You’ve done everything you can to make it up to me right now-- running me a bath, playing my favourite music. You know what would be even better? Is if my boyfriend stopped blaming himself!”
“I feel awful,” Draco muttered and you realised how pained his silver eyes really looked. “I didn’t mean for that to happen.”
“Come here,” you grabbed his hand and hopped over the ledge, into the bathtub, taking Draco with you. “Sit down.”
Draco did as he was told and you sat between his legs. His arms automatically wrapped around you, allowing you to lay down on his chest. He stroked the hair out of your face, watching as you smiled gently up at him.
“Wash my hair,” you demanded softly, handing him the cup you rinsed your hair with.
Draco looked at you for a moment before the corner of his lips twitched upwards ever so slightly. He did as he was told, lathering the shampoo into your hair and massaging your scalp with his fingers. He spent half of the time trying to mould you shampooed hair into different shapes, causing both of you to giggle, your hands moving forward and playing with the bubbles at the same time.
“Is that your shampoo?” You asked, realising you smelt of his green apples.
Draco hummed. “Yeah. Like it when you smell like me.”
“Oh, really?” You chuckled, closing your eyes and relaxing as he began to rinse it out. “You don’t like it when I smell like me?”
“Hush,” Draco lightly smacked your arm. “You know that’s not what I meant.”
Giggling, you leaned into him in the hot water and closed your eyes, feeling his large palms dance up and down your arms, caressing your skin. His lips came down and he pressed kisses to your shoulders and your neck, calming you down.
“I’m going to fall asleep if you keep doing that,” you whispered to him, tilting your head so your cheek rested against his pale chest.
“‘M so sorry, darling,” Draco murmured, not stopping his caresses. “I didn’t mean to scare or hurt you.”
“I know,” you mumbled back, feeling your eyelids grow heavier and heavier with every sweep of his thumb against your arm. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” Draco promised, “More than you will ever understand.”
☁️ - draco, smut (best combination) ok so maybe reader uses her safe word because draco's being rough (which is usually not a problem but it hurts the reader this time for some reason) and then draco's reaction and what he does for aftercare after that?
draco malfoy x fem!reader
0.4k words
Tears leaked from your eyes, your heart pounding as Draco fucked into you, showing you no mercy whatsoever. After two orgasms, you were beginning to get overly sensitive, your hands clawing at the sheets. You tried to clench your eyes shut and push through so that Draco could get his release, but you couldn’t hold on anymore. He was being too rough.
“S-Slytherin!” You sobbed the safe word the two of you had decided on months ago, the same word you never thought you’d actually have to use.
Draco pulled out of you as soon as the word echoed in his ears, his heart skipping a beat as your figure slumped down onto the mattress beneath you, your chest heaving and tears leaking down your face. He was frowning in concern immediately, hesitant to reach out and touch you.
“Y/N?” He said your name gently, “Darling, are you okay? What happened?”
“I-I’m sorry,” you whimpered, wiping your tears away with shaky hands. “It was just too much tonight.”
“O-Okay,” Draco nodded, feeling awful for not noticing your discomfort before. “Can I touch you, darling?”
You nodded, sniffling as Draco sighed in relief and gently scooped your naked body into his arms. Your head rested against his pale chest, hot from the workout, and his slender fingers brushed your hair out of your face and smoothed up and down your skin. He reached down, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“Let me run you a bath, yeah?” His voice was more gentle than you had ever heard before.
“Okay,” you croaked in agreement, “I’m sorry, Draco… I tried--”
“No,” Draco cut you off, “No, I don’t want you to ‘try’ for me, okay? If you’re not feeling it, if you’re uncomfortable, I need you to tell me straight away, okay? You’re more important than a fucking orgasm, okay?”
You pursed your lips and nodded, a small smile gracing your features. He smiled at your expression, his thumb tracing your cheekbone.
“You want those lavender bath melts you like in there?” He asked softly, heading to his bedside table and unscrewing a bottle of water, handing it to you. “And maybe I could play that music by that band you like?”
“You hate them,” you reminded him.
“They’re growing on me,” Draco smiled, taking that as a yes as he began to prepare a more relaxed night in for the two of you.
Hiii:) can i request y/n getting stuck in subspace but draco doesn't notice until after a while and i takes along time to get her out? (sorry if that's to specific) also only if you're comfortable:)
warnings- subspace, some smut in the beginning, daddy kink, fluffy towards the end
draco x fem!reader
a/n- i just did this while im like half asleep so enjoy
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"c-cant, too much daddy" your whines were spilling out, dracos cock sliding in and out of you. you had lost track of your orgasms by now, completely gone. but draco didn't notice, not to the full extent at least. yes, he realized your subspace was approaching, but he didn't realize that every thrust was bringing you deeper and deeper into that subspace.
"c'mon bunny, just a few more- so close to coming inside my sweet whore" after a few more hard and pleasurable thrusts, his seed was filling your overused pussy, drenching the sheets beneath you both with a mixture of both your cum.
his hands worked their way up your hips, and over your sensitive nipples to your jawline, stroking the skin with his finger. he kept rubbing your clit, allowing your legs to shake with your climax.
once he got the both of you cleaned up, you kept your head down, which draco just played off as you being exhausted. but the only thing on your mind was his cock, every inch of him and the way he made you feel so good, the way you were his good girl.
"gonna go to bed, alright, come lay with me" draco was already in bed, helping you next to him. he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, and you pushed back against him, which again, he played off as you being tired and wanting to cuddle. but your mind where somewhere else completely.
it wasn't till the middle of the night that you woke up, looking around at your surroundings. the dark made the boys figure blend in, so you couldn't see him lying right next to you, back now turned to face you.
your heart raced anxiously, desperately needing to see him. you began calling out his name in soft whispers, tears welling up in your eyes.
"daddy, w-where-" you couldn't process your sentences, couldn't put the words together.
"y/n?" draco was now stirring awake, him being a light sleeper, and was sitting up immediately at the sight of your shakiness. "what's wrong?" he was utterly confused
"daddy-" you couldn't help the tears gushing out of your wide eyes, which had you throwing yourself on top of the boy, legs straddling his hips. your sobs became louder, making draco instinctively soothe your scalp, brushing his long fingers through your knotted locks.
"hey, baby, whats wrong?" still unsure of what was happening considering his tired state.
"daddy- n-need to t-to-"
"shh, princess" he lifted your head off his shoulder, turning on the lamp beside him and looking into your eyes. something clicked for him, mouth gaping opened as he internally scolded himself for not realizing your state earlier. "oh, darling, you are so far gone, aren't you" he rubbed your cheekbone with his thumb, brushing away the salty tears that were still rapidly leaking down your skin.
"not g-gone, daddy" you stated, arms tight around him as you shifted closer to him, connecting hips
"baby-"
"'m a good girl right? did good?" you asked with hope, and he searched your eyes for any trace of presence.
"so good, bun, but 's draco, not daddy, not anymore"
and with those words, more sobs left your shaky lips, making dracos heart break at the sight, his pretty girl completely falling apart in front of him
"shh, angel" he brought your head closer to his, holding the back of your head and neck with his large hand
"'m sorry, daddy, p-please let me do b-better. look! i can be a good girl" you exclaimed, tugging at the brim of his sweatpants. he softly swatted your hand away, trying his best not to trigger you more
"no, princess, no more, not right now. you were so so good, i promise, but now its time for you to come back. i'm so sorry i didn't get you back before" he said, connecting his forehead with yours
"'m right here daddy, jus' a slut, needa make daddy feel g-good" you cried out, bouncing your hips slightly, making draco keep them still with his hand
"but your so good, baby, you did everything right, always make me feel so good. but 'm tired now, don't you wanna make me happy, m'love?"
you nodded, pushing yourself up closer to him, scared he'll leave
"its draco, not daddy, okay?"
"no! daddy- y-your daddy" your tears are topping over the edge, leaking down over your flushed cheeks
"c'mon pup, don't cry, you're too pretty to cry" he tilts his head reassuringly, smiling at you as he looks at your lowered face.
the two of you stay like that for what felt like hours, and it could've surely been just that. your cheek on his shoulder, still crying, legs wrapped tight around him. you were babbling incoherent words, every now and then, pecking at his neck and shoulder, lips pressed against his skin and teeth grazing over the paleness of it.
"princess?" he finally asked, lifting you a bit so you were facing him. he wanted to hold you like that forever, never letting his baby go, but it wasn't an option. "think you can come back f'me?"
"mm-" a whine like groan left your swollen lips, red from your constant biting of the skin
"please? jus' want my pretty girl back"
"but i'm here, daddy! promise" you scrunch your eyebrows together, and he rubbed your exposed thighs, nails tickling your skin. suddenly, giggles started pouring out your mouth, his tickling having an intense effect on your unsteady emotions.
"tickles" you pout, hiding the grin growing underneath the unplanned facade
draco couldn't help but to chuckle, but quickly disregarding it, keeping his goal set on bringing you out of this intense, almost concerning, subby state.
"how 'bout this" his words made your head soar up, hands on his shoulders, "you come back to me tonight, and i promise you, tomorrow you can do anything you want"
"anything i want?" you asked curiously
"yup, just have to snap out of it, need you to breathe okay? follow my breaths" he places your hand on his chest, and you begin to follow his breathing pattern, eyes closed, as you become more and more drowsy
"atta girl, so good" he praised, making your stomach flutter. he began peppering kisses along your cheek, jawline, then neck and shoulders, laying down further on his back as you settled above him. you laid your head in the crook of his neck, hand still on his chest and following the rhythm.
it wasn't till about 30 minutes later that you began to speak up, "dray" you mumbled, eyes half closed as you grabbed onto him tighter, snuggling closer up to his warmth although still on top of him, as you had been for the past few hours
"yes, princess?"
"'m so tired" your voice was muffled by the pillow your face was half stuffed in
"i know, just have to make sure you're back with me before you sleep again, don't wanna make it worse again"
"i think im back, dray"
"yeah?" he asked, looking down at ou nd moving some hair off of your forehead lightly, then kissing the skin, "what's my name?"
"d-draco?" you state tiredly, still not 100% as you take in dracos soothing scent and hold him tighter.
"okay, it's better than before. you can sleep, baby, rest up, then we can skip class tomorrow, sound good?"
you nodded in response, kissing his shoulder then closing your eyes completely. draco kissed at the dried up, salty tears that had sheltered on your crimson cheek.
"love you" he said, although you were already far gone, eyes shut tight as soft snores left your lips, which didn't annoy draco. he only found it adorable, "sleep tight, princess"
hey love!! congrats on 2k, you truly deserve it. especially with your amazing works xx
☁️ - draco, smut/fluff/angst depending on how you want to write it. can you write something with severe subspace? if you’re comfortable of course. if not, can we get something with super cute aftercare? thank you! and congrats again 🖤
subspaces | draco malfoy smut
draco malfoy x fem!reader
1k words
a/n: thanks so much :) this is more focused on the aftercare, hope that’s okay <3
Draco’s hand gripped your jaw from where it had lolled to the side a little, your body nearly limp like he was fucking some sort of doll. He could tell just by looking into your eyes that you were deep in your subspace, your mouth making movements and pursing as you threw your head back to moan, delicate little sounds that didn’t hold half the amount of cursing as they usually did.
“P-Please cum inside of me, sir,” you pleaded with him, your eyes wide and shiny as your arms wrapped behind his neck. “Please fill me up.”
“Fuck,” Draco groaned, “You want me to cum inside you, darling?”
“Mhm,” you whimpered as he reached down to rub at your clit, already overstimulated from the three times he had previously made you cum. “Pretty please, sir?”
“Since you asked so nicely,” Draco nodded, leaning down to take your lips in his.
Your lips moved together like puzzle pieces made for one another, your eyes flickering closed as you enjoyed the way he was taking from you at this point. It made you feel euphoric, like nothing else in the world mattered apart from you, Draco, and the high that he was about to have after giving you some of the best you had ever had.
His teeth came down to bite on your bottom lip and you moaned into his mouth, jerking your hips up and arching your back. Draco tore his face away, eyes scrunching up.
“Fuck,” Draco moaned as he began to cum, filling you up like you had asked. “Painting your insides right now, filling you to the brim with my cum, baby.”
“Such a good little slut for me…” Draco promised, kissing your temple as he pulled out of you, watching the cum spill from your abused hole and biting his lip. “Wish you could see the way that I drip out of you. Would you like to try some instead?”
“Please, sir,” you whispered, nodding.
Draco chuckled as he moved between your legs, swiping his fingers through your folds, slightly dipping towards your entrance and causing you to purse your lips and squirm. He grinned, moving his fingers towards your face, popping them in your mouth. You suckled on them calmly, eyes flickering shut. He watched you intently, feeling your tongue swirl around his digits and clean them up.
His eyes softened as he pulled them out, watching you open your eyes and look up at him. “You’re so gone…” He murmured.
Frowning, you shook your head and grabbed his wrist before he could move away to grab a cloth to clean you up with. “No, no, no. I’m right here. Please, sir…”
“No, not ‘sir’ anymore,” Draco replied softly, not leaving your side as he stroked some of your hair out of your face. “It’s ‘Draco’ now. You’ve got to come back for me now, darling. Can you do that for me?”
“Think so…” You murmured, frowning slightly as you grasped his hand. “Was I good for you, sir?”
“You did amazing,” Draco promised, smoothing your cheekbone with his thumb. “But it’s not ‘sir’, it’s Draco.”
You giggled at him as he reached to pull your face into his chest, smoothing down your hair and sighing. Draco laid there for a few minutes with you, hoping for you to calm down and come back to him. Murmuring small praises under his lips and stroking at your bare arm, it felt as though you were ever so slowly returning.
“Shall I run us a bath, beautiful?” He asked softly, “Get you all cleaned up and ready for bed?”
Nodding, you beamed as he peeled himself from you and headed into the bathroom, running a bath for the two of you. He emerged a few moments later, finding you sprawled out across the bed, peering up at him innocently.
“One more orgasm, sir?” You asked.
“No, I think you’re too sensitive for that now, darling,” Draco sighed, rubbing your arm again as he lifted you up into his arms. “We’re bathing now.”
You didn’t look too happy with the situation, but Draco hoped a nice bath and some more cuddling would bring you out of your subspace. It got rather intense sometimes, especially on nights like these where he made you cum again and again, so you needed extra aftercare. Draco had to be careful with every little thing he did, not wanting to scare or hurt you in any way.
He lifted you into the bath and sat down behind you, holding you close to his chest. Smiling down at you, he tucked some of your hair out of your eyes so he could see them.
“So pretty,” he murmured, “You were so good for me, Y/N.”
“Thank you,” you whispered, “Thank you, thank you…”
Draco began to gently wash your hair as you babbled on and on about how good you had been for him. He nodded, trying not to encourage it too much but attempted to draw you away from the headspace you were currently in. He shampooed your hair and washed it away, the room smelling of his apple-scented products. You played with the bubbles in front of you, scooping them up and placing them along your arms, watching them pop away.
With every single one that popped, you could feel yourself slowly returning back to reality. Your head felt slightly dizzy and disorientated as you realised that you were in the bath, a pair of hands in your hair, gently rinsing the conditioner out of it. You could hear Draco’s casual hum, feel the soreness between your thighs and at your breasts.
“Draco?” You murmured.
“That’s right,” Draco murmured proudly, leaning forward and pressing his lips to your wet shoulder. “That’s right, darling. I’m right here.”
He felt you relax against him, the hot water soothing both of your aching muscles. He leaned his head against your back, tucking his arms around your middle and holding you tight. You shifted in the bath, curling your legs up so that you could face him. Draco beamed at you, placing his wet hands on your face and stroking your cheekbones.
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Draco: [stands up]
Draco:
Draco: [sits down]
Draco: I forgot what that was for a moment. I was going to go get you some.
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