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Detention (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

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Before we start, I have no clue what to label this as. It just border lines sexual themes! So I do want to give a little warning, so forgive me, I know there are so many young'uns out there on dA and I want to keep it safe for them.

Anyway, I'm going to stop talking now...

-X-




A cruel smirk crossed the pale boy's lips as he watched the agony and pain cross your face in a flash. It was delicious to him, to hear your pitiful whines and the desperate moans of pain you gave as his hands roughly grabbed at your hair. Your heart was pounding roughly in your chest, your lips were aching and somewhat bruised, but he still kept suckling away on them, ignoring the tiny mewls you gave. Teeth scraped over your delicate cheek roughly, leaving a bright pink mark in its path

You woke up in a cold sweat and looked around frantically, mind calming down when you realized you were still in the Potions room for detention. You were supposed to be reorganizing the potions with your fellow detention mate, but to no avail, you couldn't find the blonde haired male anywhere. Running a hand through your messed up hair, you started towards the door when a cry of surprise left you, which was soon muffled by a pair of cold lips.

Your eyes searched the face in front of you as his lips left with a cold smirk, leaving you wanting so much more. Cold hands slipped up your shirt softly, cupping your breast as he moved back in to smash his lips against yours. You slowly breathed into the blonde's mouth and moaned quietly when his tongue slithered into the warm confines of your own, wrestling with your own tongue before he nipped your lip quietly. You groaned, running your fingers through his hair as a pair of hands moved down to grab at your waist greedily.

“So Hufflepuff... tell me... what do... I taste... like?” The Slytherin Prince asked softly through breathless pants as he finally tore his lips away from yours.

Your heart thumped quietly in your chest as your eyes searched his pale blue ones. “Apples.” You muttered quietly, squeezing your toes when Draco's warm breath tickled your lips softly. “Red, sweet, delicious apples.”

Lips attached themselves to your neck like a leech to an animal and you mumbled something incoherently, tangling your fingers into his hair with a whine as his teeth sunk into your succulent flesh. Draco had no intentions of playing nice with you, you were his until detention finished, and it made him wonder about a few things. How far would you let him go before you stopped him? Most of the girls at Hogwarts would allow Draco to go as far as he pleased, but he supposed that you were much different. He'd seen you around the golden trio plenty of times, mostly hanging on to Ron like he was your life line, but even so he knew just how predictable you were.

Why hadn't he did this earlier, back when you were distracting him so much? Of course you weren't being distracting on purpose, at least that's what you thought. You hadn't meant to flaunt your mesmerizing tush around, but you did so anyway, and Draco couldn't stand it any longer. Not only that, the teasing tones, the carelessness of your hands touching him, and even the way your skirt lifted up stopped his heart for a split second. Dammit he wanted you so badly, to taste the sweetness of your mouth, to kiss those plump lips, to leave his lovely bites all over your neck. You may have been a Hufflepuff, you may have been friends with Potter, hell you may have even been a damned Mudblood, but the desire he was feeling for you overcame it all.

Draco's teeth dragged roughly over the delicate skin of your jaw as he sucked relentlessly on that tender spot, ignoring the moans of pain as he sunk his teeth harshly into the skin. Draco dragged his teeth roughly down your delicious skin and grinned with a sense of satisfaction on his lips. No article of clothing could cover up the marks he left, and he made sure of it.

After all, you had just been marked by the Slytherin Prince himself.

Draco smirked softly and released your waist, moving his lips back up to peck your own before he stepped back, savoring his magnificent work. Your lips were pretty much swollen due to his lack of control, your jaw was a pinkish color, and all down the side of your neck were little marks. Your eyes were wide open with shock, your hair was messed up in multiple places, and you generally just looked shocked. “What? Cat got your tongue?” He teased softly, enjoying the confused look cross your face before anger replaced it.

“What the hell Malfoy?!” You growled roughly, wincing at the throbbing pain in your neck. “Do you have any self control?”

“Mmm, nope.” He smiled cockily, winking softly as you growled.

“Dammit Malfoy, do you have any idea what people are going to say once they see these marks?” You spat quietly, combing through your hair with your fingers roughly. “I have a reputation too, ya know.”

Draco smirked softly and forced his face closer to yours. “I really don't care. I mean, no one has to know about this, you could've gotten those marks from that blood-traitor Weasel.”

“Weasley.” You corrected gruffly. “Besides, everyone knows Ron and Hermione are going to end up together, so why spread lies when I can blatantly say it was you.”

“Oh? but why would you?”

“To make it known that you bow down to the likes of me.”

“And what would that mean?”

“You'll go after anyone who you think you have authority over.” You growled roughly. “You may be a prefect, but your nothing but-”

Draco's lips pulled back in a sour frown. “But what? A rich, snotty brat? An annoyance? A flaw?! A coward?” He was raising his voice again, and you swear something in your heart started to ache for the boy in front of you.

“I wasn't going to say that.” You whimpered softly, watching his stoic face.

“Well, all my life I've heard that.” He spat softly. His eyes bore holes into your own with a hard look, but behind the glassy look was pain that only he could understand.

“Draco... I'm sorry for everything... I've said” You whispered softly as he rolled his pale eyes. “Your not a brat, or an annoyance, or a flaw, or even a coward. You're actually pretty brave.”

Draco grunted softly with an arm fold, but soon resulted in smirking. “If you think this makes up for anything. You are wrong, dead wrong.” Draco growled playfully before nuzzling his nose into your cheek as he left a trail of kisses to your lips. “You'll have to do so much more to make me happy.”

Draco's lips went back to suckling yours quietly, and neither one of you could hear the door to the room slam open. “Twenty points from both your houses.” Snape hissed as you two broke apart. “And I expect this place to be reorganized, spotless, and perfect tomorrow.”
Hey... hey... I have a joke for you guys?

What's pale, has blue eyes, and is ALL over you?
Draco!

No...? I'm sorry, please shoot me now :I

Anyway, there isn't even a real story prompt behind this one, it just... it came to me! I do seriously hope you guys like it, it made me happy just finishing it. It took me a while to edit this, mainly because 1. My auto reader sucks... 2. I was somewhat rushing the story along and 3. Naturalreader lied to me :I Told me I could auto read it but can only do 5,000 words per day >I And if you download it, you only get Anna's stupid voice.

She doesn't read it right!

Disclaimer:

J.K Rowling owns Draco Malfoy, Hufflepuff, the entire world of Harry Potter, and I own this story.
Unfortunately, Draco owns you and not me but I guess I can "share"
I also don't own the picture of that sexy beast >:I Dammit, why can't you be real!
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