Shadows of Slytherin Book 1

Dani

❗️TW: Strong Sexual Content/language❗️

As I push open the door to my room, I catch a glimpse of Draco sitting on the floor with his back against my bed. His gaze is fixed on the ceiling, and he seems lost in thought. I approach him quietly, and as I sit down beside him, he remains motionless, not even acknowledging my presence.

"You saw the mark... Didn't you?" he asks, his voice low and distant.

My heart sinks at the mention of the Dark Mark, the symbol of the wizarding world's darkest forces. I nod slowly, "Yeah..."

"And I'm assuming you went and talked to Mattheo," Draco continues, his eyes still fixed on the ceiling.

I turn to him, my eyes pleading for him to look at me. "Draco," I whisper softly. "Please, look at me."

He hesitates for a moment, then slowly turns his head to meet my gaze. His eyes are filled with a mix of emotions - fear, anxiety, and something else that I can't quite place.

"You should have told me," I say gently, reaching out, interlocking my fingers with his. "We talk about everything together."

For a long moment, Draco doesn't say anything. Then, finally, he speaks. "I didn't want to burden you with this," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't want you to get involved."

I remain silent, unwilling to engage in a heated discussion about my feelings concerning the entire situation. My conversation with Mattheo had been enough for me. As I sit there in silence, Draco's gentle touch on my thumb pulls me out of my thoughts.

"You know..." Draco begins, his thumb tracing small circles on my hand, "I understand that Mattheo is your first love, and I don't expect you to love me in the same way. I know you have a lot going on with the tournament and everything else, but I'm asking for a chance to show you how much I care for you."

Draco confesses, "I have witnessed you falling in love with my best friend. However, during that time, I secretly hoped that it was me whom you had fallen in love with... Ever since I met you, I have had feelings for you. Despite my attempts to move on and find love elsewhere, my heart keeps pulling me back to you."

I feel the butterflies in my stomach begin to flutter at his words.

He pleads, "So, Dani, please give me an opportunity to be yours."

I respond with a slow nod, smilingly gently, "Okay... I can give us a chance..."

Draco tenderly places his hand on my cheek, "I promise you that I won't disappoint you." He leans in and kisses me softly.

As his hand leaves my cheek, it slowly travels to the back of my head, urging me towards him. The kiss becomes more intense and passionate as our lips meld together. I can feel his desire growing with every passing moment, and I respond in kind. 

 In a moment of impulsive lust, I climb on top of him, straddling him with my legs. As I move closer, his hands slip beneath my sweatshirt, caressing the soft skin of my waist. His touch sends shivers down my spine, and I lean in closer, wanting more of his touch.

As he sits up straighter, his body presses against mine, and I feel the hardness of him under his sweatpants. The sensation sends shivers down my spine, and I can't resist pulling away from him to stand up, bringing him up with me. As he quickly sheds his shirt, I deepen our kiss, exploring his mouth with my tongue and tasting his sweet breath. 

Unable to contain my desire, I bite his lower lip and tug on it, eliciting a throaty moan from him. My hands wander down his chest and stomach, feeling the heat radiating from his skin. I then push him onto the bed and trail kisses down his torso, savoring his masculine scent and the feel of his muscles under my lips. 

 When I finally reach his waist, I pull off his sweatpants and underwear, revealing his throbbing cock. Without hesitation, I take him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his length and relishing the sound of his pleasure-filled groans. "Fuck," he moans, as I continue to pleasure him with my mouth, lost in the moment of pure, unadulterated passion.

As his hand tightly grips my hair, I glance up at him through my fluttering eyelashes. Our eyes meet, and I can see the desire burning in his gaze. With a low groan, he guides my head up and down, moving faster and faster. I can feel his body tensing beneath me as I use my hand to pump him harder. 

Suddenly, he reaches the peak of ecstasy, and his warm release floods my mouth. I eagerly swallow every drop, savoring the salty taste as it trickles down my throat. With a flick of my tongue, I clean up the remnants of his pleasure from my lips, watching as he looks at me with a mixture of surprise and hunger. 

"Fuck, Dani," he rasps, sitting up and pulling me onto his lap. His fingers quickly remove my sweatshirt, revealing the soft skin of my neck. He captures it with his mouth, biting down with a gentle force that sends shivers down my spine. He moves down my neck to my chest.

With a playful grin, he alternates between sucking on my nipples and swirling his tongue around them, causing them to harden and ache for more. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, and I moan softly as his hands roam over my body, igniting a fire deep within me.

He flips me onto the bed and proceeds to undress me, removing my sweatpants and underwear. I feel his firm grip on my hips as he pulls me towards the edge of the bed, positioning himself between my legs. 

He kneels down, his hands firmly gripping my thighs as he wastes no time delving his tongue inside me, eliciting a pleasurable moan from my lips. He skillfully swirls his tongue, alternating between gentle licks and more intense sucks, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. Within moments, the built-up tension in my stomach is released, causing me to moan, "Draco!"

Draco's body hovers over mine, his breath hot against my skin. "I'm not finished with you yet, Potter," he murmurs in a low, husky voice. My heart races as he captures my lips with his own, kissing me with a fierce intensity that sets my body ablaze.

My fingers instinctively weave through his silky blonde hair, pulling him closer to me as I give in to the passion between us. I can feel the heat emanating from his body, his muscles tensed with desire as he presses himself against me, inserting himself. 

As I feel his body against mine, my back involuntarily arches, pressing myself even closer to him. His hand finds the curve of my lower back, holding me in place as he intensifies his thrusts. The sensation of his touch ignites a fire within me, and I can feel myself giving in to the pleasure of the moment. 

With his other hand, he gently takes hold of my arm and lifts it above my head, intertwining his fingers with mine. I am now completely under his control, and I find myself surrendering to the moment. As we move together in rhythm, our bodies become one, our breaths in sync. 

Every touch, every sensation, feels like an explosion of desire. The intensity of our connection is almost overwhelming, and I am lost in the moment, completely consumed by the passion between us, forgetting everything that happened this morning.