It started as a joke DracoxReader

Come here

Draco tossed you on the bed, smirking as he pulled his sweater up and over his head. His hair turning to messy perfection as he did, his shirt buttons were not far behind.

"You'd better have your clothes off by the time I make it to that bed or you're going to regret it" he smirked.

"Yes sir" you moved as quickly as you could manage. Luckily you no longer had your uniform, so pulling the plus sweater you wore off and away from you was easy. Along with the skirt you wore.

"I meant all of it" he nodded as his pants hit the floor. Oh shit, he meant business.

You stripped everything away, laying on the bed waiting for him.

"You're so fucking beautiful" his words made you blush.

"Draco..." you covered your face.

"Hey" you opened your eyes, his face was so close you could see every gentle eyelash. He whispered "I love you, you know that right?"

"Of course I do..." you smiled.

"Good" he smirked "then for the next few hours, I'm going to fuck you like I hate you"

You thought maybe he wasn't being serious, but was he fucking ever.

You clenched the pillow into your fists hard as he relentlessly ravaged every single inch of you. The down feathers of the pillow being the only thing keeping your desperate moans muffled.

What wasn't muffled though were the symphony of noises leaving him, graveling moans including every curse word  he could manage, and your name.

Oh how he moaned your name, that alone could make your heart stop beating.

He groaned even louder as he felt your body give into him, yet again.

"Fuckkkk, fuck" he reached out his arm, clasping his hand around your neck to lift you. You used the headboard as a means to level your body. "I want to hear you" he spoke in breathy words.

You weren't even sure how much in the terms of noise you had left in you, you had left so many needy words in that pillow your lungs ached almost as badly as your legs did.

You felt your body shuddering, had you not felt so high on him. You could drink every bottle, smoke every leaf, and it wouldn't compare to the way he made your body feel.

Even if, for the next few days, you felt sore as you walked.

As your legs begged for mercy, you begged for more.
You felt his fingers tighten as his name escaped your lips. Making your head rush and your heart pound against your chest.

"Come here" he spoke, moving your body around so he knelt on the bed and you straddled him. He wrapped his arms around your back to support you completely.

His lips pressed hard on yours, needing you so desperately it almost broke your heart.

How could you ever be mad with someone so perfect?

You tangled your fingers into his hair, pleading with him for... you weren't even sure what.

"Oh y/n" he sighed into your neck once he finally reached his peak. His mouth leaving a hot purple spot on your skin. He paused there for a moment, as if he was thinking then he finally whispered.

"Marry me"