dramione // [see a/n at the end]
"I've heard rumors," leave it to Pansy to find someone's business to stick her nose in, "that you've been spending a lot of time with a certain tall, broad, and handsome, Malfoy heir."
"It's not what you think."
Hermione stood in a corner
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instead he savors each moment like it’s an art show. when her throat bobs and she licks the corner of her lips and wipes the moisture from her eyes.
he takes a sobering breath as they stare at each other, her at the end of the bed, his head resting against a feather pillow.
“y-yeah.” he was close, euphoria reaching levels his hand couldn’t ever achieve.
he’s at the back of her throat then his tip is treated like a lolly and in what feels like a mere blink he’s coating her throat with his cum. and he could wank to this image but it’d never compare.
i’m on season 2 of ted lasso and the fact that jamie is my crush really aligns with me loving dramione. i am nothing if not dedicated to a soft villain who’s influenced by his evil dad that i delude myself into believing is a just lovely little bb
“it looks good on you,” hermione said, holding back a laugh.
draco scowled, running a hand through his newly dyed hair. “i’m serious, hermione. if you’re going to keep living with potter, i’m not staying over anymore.”
“oh, it’s just a prank.” she waved her hand dismissively.