1: Bodies

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—Body:
Noun, body is a structure of the human artwork.

I laid there before him.
He walked closer to my bed.
I smile, knowing what he wanted, me.
He continued to walked closer.
God, he smells so amazing.

He was now in front of me, almost touching.
He towered over me and leaned in to kiss me.
I felt his hand grasp around my neck, as I close my eyes.
His warm breath against my jaw.
I exhale deeply as he leaves his mark on my neck.
I let out a soft moan, wanting him to know that I enjoyed it.
He stopped and smiled.
His blue eyes glued on mine.

I couldn't hold myself back, I was desperate.
I clutch the back of his head, pulling him closer.
Our lips met, craving one another.

He pushed me down to the bed and took of his shirt.
I gasp softly in surprise, looking up at him.
I take off my shirt, hurriedly, ready for him to fuck me.
He stood on his knees and watched me take off my shirt.
I threw my shirt on the floor and looked up at him.
He was staring down on me.
I put my hands on his bare back as he leaned.

"You're going to be weak after this." He whispered.
I close my eyes and bite my lip, trying not to let my sexual needs take control.
It was a need of him, I need him.
He started kissing me as he took off my pants.
I felt his tongue slip in.
He threw my pants to the floor, where my shirt laid.
He put his thumb on my neck as the rest of his fingers curled around.
I tilted my head back as he kissed my neck, pink and purple, my neck was covered in hickeys.
I was going to have to find a way to hide them.

He took off his pants as I chew on my tongue.
I don't think I was prepared when I saw it.
It was inhumanly big.
I don't think I can last a minute with his size.
He looked down as he goes in slowly.
I whimper as he kept going.
He didn't stop.
My head threw back as his hips do all the work.
He's sweating all over me.
His body are like waves.
Crashing into me over and over.
Each wave taking my breath.
I could feel him thrust harder and harder.

One of his hand is gripping tightly on to my hand.
His other hand is gripping my stomach to hold me down.
His groans are so loud, but he'd put a soundproofing spell on the room.
I whimper, wanting him to go faster.
He stops, looking at me.

"Are you okay?" He says looking at me like he did something wrong.
"Don't stop." I say breathlessly.
He smiles and kisses me while slowly getting on his knees again, speeding up.
The pain started rolling into pleasure with each thrust.
I moan, grabbing at his back, begging him to thrust harder.
His face starts to appear crimson.
He groans as he runs his cold hand down my neck.
My eyes start to close as he goes faster.
I could feel my body starting to tense.
"Oh my god." I hear him groan.

My breathing gets heavier as he thrusts in and out.
His hand tightened around my neck.
I feel my legs losing it's strength.
"Right there." He whispers as he thrusts harder.
"Oh fuck! D-Draco, oh fuck yes." I moan as my legs shake.
I hear him exhale as he watches me.
He was smiling.
"Mmm." He groans. "You like that?"
"Y-yes, D-Draco." I attempt to talk without losing control of my words.
He wanted me to be satisfied.
"That's not what you call me." He stopped and leaned near my ear.

"W-what?" I look at him confused.
"That's not what you call me." He repeated.
"Malloy?" I say while running my hands down his stomach.
I watched goosebumps appear all over him.
"Try again." He whispers lustfully.
"D-daddy?" I say hesitantly not knowing if he'd like it or not.
"Yes." He smiled and kissed my neck then shoved me into the mattress.
I smiled, ready for him to fuck me again.
He slammed into me, harder this time.
His thrusts were almost violent.
"Oh, y-yes daddy." I whimper while trying to quiet myself but I can't stop, he just keeps thrusting, harder and harder.

My legs wrap around his torso.
My moans are practically screams.
I felt his hand squeeze mine in the same rhythm of his thrusts.
"Fuck me." He says in a raspy voice as he continues to shove into me.
"Oh my god, r-right there." I gasp becoming a moaning mess as I pull on his hair.
My eyes roll back as my breathing looses control.
"J-just like t-that, d-daddy." I moan as I claw at his back.
He puts his hand over my face, pushing me into the bed.
I can hear him panting as his thrusts repeatedly slow down and speed up.

I feel his legs starting to shake with mine.
"O-oh f-fuck." I moan as my legs tremble again.
I hear him gasping for air.
"D-daddy, I-I'm gonna c-cum." I feel my body tense.
"Wait f-for me." He says, breathing heavily.
"I-I can't." I whimper, trying to hold it in.
"Oh fuck." He moans.
"I c-can't do it." I say breathily.
"Do it for daddy." He says while holding down my wrist.
"I-I can't." I say, feeling the wave of pleasure coming in.
I'm so close.
"Now, y-you c-can." His voice full of exhaust.
My head tilted back into the mattress, my chin in the air.
I feel my eyes roll as I close my eyes.

"Oh, you're m-making daddy p-proud." He moans while biting his lip, gripping my stomach a little harder.
I felt my back arch.
I feel my legs starting to relax, my eyes are still rolled back.
I still couldn't see anything, his hand was still over my face.
His thrusts start getting slower and slower as I feel his hand run on my stomach.
He knows it's one of my turn ons.
"Fuck." He says exhaustedly and collapses putting his hands near both sides of my head.

He starts slowly closing his eyes and puts his hand around my waist again.
"Oh my god." He whispers as he opens his eyes.
I stare at him and his face is pink.
His eyes are stuck on mine, as my eyes are stuck on his.
He's still panting, out of breath.
I could barely breathe myself.
He pulls my chin closer to him, and kisses me.
His lips are so soft, yet beaded in sweat.

"Your neck." He says questioningly looking at the hickeys he left behind.
"That's your fault." I say while gently touching my neck.
"Sorry, uh-" He paused and looked around the room.
I hoisted myself on my elbows, I saw our clothes messily on the floor.
"We can put a scarf around your neck?" He turned his head to face me.
His worried expression told me that he didn't realize that he gave me so many hickeys.
We heard someone knock on the door.
Harry burst in.

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