slytherins secret slut

chapter twenty

You woke to see waves of steam crash out of your bathroom into your bedroom, you stand up flattening out the dress as you tiptoed towards the bathroom to see Draco sat on the floor, his arm bent over the bath and his back against the wall. His DarkMark exposed your innocence. You wandered over trickling your hand into the warm bath and you gracefully sat across from him. He stared out the window at the city. You crawled over straddling him. The steam in the bathroom causes the line down your back to be slick with sweat. Your hair stuck your cheeks as he traced the hand that was in the bath down your neck. Craning your neck back he began placing delicate kisses, you go to bring your neck back down but your are stopped by his hand grabbing your hair pulling you neck back once again as he speeds up his kisses on your soft neck. Loosening his grip on your hair he lifts you off his lap and onto your knees, he spins you to face the bath and almost pushes you forward causing you to grab the bath. His hands slid around your waist as he towers behind you, slowly his hands dropped to between your legs. You squeezed your thighs together as his fingers touched you. He spread them back open and with the other hand brought your ass further back causing you to arch your back enough that it was rubbing up to him. His fingers are still working whilst you gasp and grasp the bath. He just pulls his hand away. You sigh slightly, after hearing your whimper he grabs you chin and turns you slightly towards him you look up at him as he keeps a serious face. Slowly his fingers slip into your mouth "do what I say, stay quiet do not move. No huffing, puffing, whimpering or sighing." you nod his fingers going further to the back of your throat " good slut" he grunts into your ear. He pulls his fingers out and turns your face back forward as he slips his hard dick up your dress and you feel him slowly move inside you. You tense around him as your grip tension the bath. He thrust roughly as you try your hardest not to scream his name. " take it off" he says tugging at your dress still thrusting

"I am going to need you to stop so I can do it" you say, turning back at him.

"Fine you don't want to fuck that's fine" he pulls out standing up. You turn seeing it in your face filled you with regret about what you said. "I said take off the dress not talk back to me like a disobedient whore now beg me to fuck you!" he said a grimace covering his face.

"Please fuck me, please. I have been good. I promise" you bat your pretty eyes and he sighs getting back on his knees this time laying you on your back and flicking one of your legs over his shoulder. Deeper and deeper he thrusts as you feel him fill you up. Grunting his pace slows down, you grab the side of the bath as one of his hands slides down and starts bringing back floods of pleasure. His sloppy thrust speeds up as you grab his back pulling him further in his hot, flustered face buries deep into your sweating neck his teeth find their way to your neck. As he cums into you he bites down causing a tear to stream down your face. A low moan rips through your throat as he draws blood. You feel the molten lava blood trickles down your neck and paint your boobs. He lowers his head and laps it up . Grabbing his head you pull his face up. Your ruby blood staining his lips. You pull his lips close to yours and they collide your mouth swelling with the metallic taste of blood. He wraps his arms round your back as he picks you up, slowly he steps into the steaming bath sliding down clinging onto him like a young child. The hot water stings as it attacks your cuts. He places a soft index finger over the marks his frowning mouth made. "Sorry darling," he says softly, smiling as you nod understanding his sympathy. The heat of the bath engulfs you causing you to leave him in there. He smiles as you step out and tip toe back into your cold room. The icy wind from the window calms the steam seeping from your skin. You pull on black joggers and baby blue jumper, grabbing your book from the night prior, you sat on your window.

An eternity later Draco emerges from the bathroom. His pale body exposed with a soft white towel wrapping just below the V of his core. His body stood as a piece of artwork with the pale sunlight bouncing off his porcelain skin. Tints of blush stain his face as stands there staring over at you. His loose blonde hair is still wet and gracing his forehead so gently. He sits next to you resting his head on your raised knees, you can feel his gaze even through your book. He swung your legs over the edge and positioned his torso between them. His large hands coiled around your book, removing it from your hand. You smiled as he threw the book to your bed. "You know y/n i really must be leaving" he pushes away looking for his joggers from the night before. He scoops them up. And with a flick of his fingers his towel drops. You stare at his body, it looks sculpted like those ancient Greek statues. The lean muscles and stern face. He pulled his joggers up snapping you out of your daze. "It is my swaray this evening and you will be attending!" he drags a hand through his hair the wetness slicking it back,

" now that's something i haven't seen in a while" you giggle.

"What now." he says, picking up his wand.

"You look just like how you did when we were first years with the whole slick back hair look." you couldn't help but let out a laugh. He huffed and he wandered towards you.

" bugger off, I am leaving now l/n. Don't miss me too much." he smirked, disappearing in a snap.

You skipped downstairs and found your way to your deep blue kitchen. It was beautiful with gold accents, the dark blue tiling with white touches. It was utterly eye catching. Your mum was leant over the kitchen counter reading a magazine with a cigarette. She turned around leaning her lower half on the white countertop. Her two elegant fingers that held the cigarette ushered you close. You stood close. A waft of smoke met your face. The hand that held her wine lifted as she pressed the cold glass against your neck. " who had the honour of doing that? And why didn't you bring him down to meet mummy hmm?" you pushed her glass off and wandered to grab your own glass of water. " mama come on now you know that i would never tell you such information. Just know he knows what he's doing " a smirk grew on your mothers face. " good good, that's the only real concern of a mother like me." you turned to exit the room "oh and darling i got a dress for this evening for you"

"thanks ma" you said, exiting the room.