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intelligence

a/n: my first dramione fic !!! woo hoo,,, don’t attack me for shipping it, i just do... enjoy xx

pairing: draco malfoy x hermione granger

warnings: fLUFF

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Hermione had gone to the library for leisure reading. She wandered into a dimly lit isle, looking for New Theory of Numerology by Lukas Karuzos. Her eyes scanned over the shelves of books, spotting the dark brown material with gold detailing. She grabbed the book and found a seat near the grand windows.

Draco walked into the library, not looking for anything in particular. As always, Crabbe and Goyle were trailing after him. He told the two to find a table while he went off to look for Advanced Potion-Making by Lubatius Borage.

Compared to his friends, Draco quite enjoyed learning, more so Potions. His grades were spectacular and he was very intelligent although he made it seem like he didn’t care about school.

Draco found the book in no time, seeing he would look for that book for majority of the time when he was at the library. He decided to take a longer route back to his table, not wanting to have to deal with Crabbe and Goyle. 

The two morons weren’t like Draco, knowledge wise. Their grades were below average, and even Draco believed that the two were going backwards instead of forward. He didn’t care much, though, they were only like henchmen to him.

As he strolled through the library, he saw the silhouette of a female with messy curls sitting alone near the windows. He recognized who it was immediately. Her hair was a big give away.

Draco didn’t know how, but he was suddenly standing in front of her.

“Granger,” he acknowledged.

She jumped in surprise, looking up to see the blonde, “Malfoy.”

“Mind if I sit here?” His arm rested on the chair across of her and she looked at him with questioning eyes.

Her brown eyes sparkled in the light as she looked at him. His eyes were an enchanting silver, but cold and sad.

Breaking her gaze, she looked around the library, expecting for something to come out at her, and simply stated, “It’s no going to work.”

“What’s going to work?” His eyebrows furrowed.

“Whatever your plan is,” she looked around and loudly said, “you can come out now. I know you’re there.”

Nobody came out. She only received glares and shushes from other students.

“I don’t have a plan, Granger. I’m just asking for a seat,” Draco looked at her as if she were mental.

Still wary, she let him sit, but she constantly looked around her, staying alert the entire time.

“Why are you sitting with me?” 

“Well, if you haven’t noticed, I’d like to sit with someone with at least a smidge of intelligence, and frankly, Crabbe and Goyle don’t fit the requirements,” he said, watching her hair messily swaying as her head turned.

Finally, she looked at him, “So you really don’t have a plan to mess my teeth up again?”

The image of her front two teeth growing to an abnormal length appeared in his thoughts and he chuckled slightly before replying, “No. Although, it was pretty funny.”

“Says the boy who became a ferret,” she snapped.

He grimaced at thought. Being dropped from such a height multiple times hurt his normal body as much as it did to his smaller one. 

Hermione noticed his reaction and immediately apologized, even though he deserved it. 

They sat in silence for a while, reading their books. They enjoyed the warmth coming from the other. Hermione had tied her hair into a messy ponytail, keeping the bushy locks out of her face. Draco noticed the change and admired her features, but quickly looked away shunning himself for doing so.

Once they finished their books, which didn’t take a much time, they awkwardly sat there, still not talking, but acknowledging the others presence. Draco was the first to start a conversation. They talked to each other, teasing each other occasionally. They learned more about the other person and started to warm up to them. 

“As much as I’d like to keep talking to you,” Draco stood from his seat, “we’ve should get back to our dormitories.” 

Neither of them had noticed they’d been talking for hours. The sun had already set and the library had already been emptied of students.

“Yeah,” she stood and grabbed her bag, “we should.”

“Would you like some company in putting your book back?” Draco offered, putting an arm out for her to grab.

She giggled, wrapping her arm around his, “What a gentleman.”

They took their time to get to the isles and place their books back. They didn’t want this to end.

“Hermione?” Her eyes fluttered up to his liquid silver orbs, “would you want to do this another time? Like meet up here and just talk?”

“I would love to, Draco,” his eyes light up and, to her surprise, he pulled her into a tight hug.

In the moments they were in each others arms, everything around them seemed to have disappeared and time stopped. She fit perfectly in between his arms. When they broke apart, they locked gazes, eyes filled with affection. They walked out of the library hand in hand and took one long glance at each other before parting their separate ways.

When Hermione turned the corner, she giggled, hugging herself. She could still feel the warmth from his body as his arms were wrapped around her. 

When Draco turned the corner, he leaned against the cold walls, sighing loudly. Her scent lingered on him and he inhaled, savoring it. He felt his insides tickle with content.

Both of them fell asleep that night, feeling contempt. Their dreams filled of fantasies of them being together.

during conferences

a/n: this is just a short blurb but it’s smut so... i also didn’t know how to end it... enjoy xx

pairing: mob!tom x reader

warnings: SMUT, unprotected sex, oral (m. receiving)

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The voices of multiple men spilled into the conference room. Tom adjusted himself in his seat, giving you more access to his lap. You saw many pairs of legs appear under the table and you made sure to avoid bumping into any of them.

Your head faced Tom’s lap, rubbing his lap with a hand. His bulge grew and you pulled out his manhood. You took it in your hands, stroking it up and down before taking it in your mouth. You heard him start talking and used one of your hands to rub his testicles. His voice faltered a bit, but he picked up his voice again. You pulled him slightly out of your mouth and swirled your tongue around his tip. You felt his pre-cum drip onto your tongue and you giggled, sending vibrations down his cock. He reached down and gently pushed your head to take his entire length. You gagged but continued. Your hands stayed on his balls, massaging them. You moved faster, keeping your tongue in movement to give him more pleasure. He felt a tightness in his stomach, then his testicles. He shot his load into your mouth, leaving you with a mouthful of his cum. You could barely keep it all in your mouth, but you were still able to swallow it and wipe the dripping white liquid back into your mouth.

The sound of chairs being scraped against the floor filled your ears, and you looked around, seeing many of the men’s legs disappear. When there were no more pairs of legs left, Tom pushed his chair back, eyes filled with lust. He pulled you out from under the table and onto his lap.

“I have another meeting. It’s going to be in 5 minutes,” you felt his cock hardening against your thigh.

“Why are you so horny all of the time?” You giggled, turning to kiss his cheek.

“Well, I have a beautiful, hot girlfriend, so it’s truly hard to contain,” his hand moved to cup your ass. Raising your skirt, he felt your wetness drip onto his fingers, “No panties, love?” You nodded, gasping lightly.

He lifted you onto his hard length, making you shudder and let out a quiet moan. Your head leaned back onto his shoulder, and he placed gentle kisses on your neck.

“You gotta sit up, darling, the men are going to be here soon. Don’t want them to walk in to see you getting fucked by me, do you?” He whispered.

Just as you adjusted yourself to look natural, men walked into the room, bickering beyond one another. 

“Good afternoon,” Tom said, voice loud and welcoming.

They all nodded at him, placing themselves in their seats. Tom’s hips raised, thrusting himself deep inside of you. Your mouth opened slightly, but you recovered, smiling at the rows of men.

“As you can see, my girlfriend will be joining us today for the meeting,” he informed the confused workers.

None of them argued, afraid of getting murdered. They continued their meeting, ignoring your presence.

Tom continued to thrust into you, talking smoothly. You, on the other hand, struggled to keep quiet or rest your head on his shoulder.

The meeting lasted, more so felt, longer than you wanted. You couldn’t hold back anymore moans for any longer, but luckily, the men were hurriedly exited the room. Once the last man left, Tom rapidly began thrusting into you.

“Such a good girl. Didn’t make a single noise. Gonna make sure you cum, alright darling?” His rasp voice sent tingles down your spine.

You nodded, murmuring, “Uh huh.”

He pounded into you, teasing your clit. You moaned out loudly, encouraging him to go faster. You felt a tightness in your lower core and you came with a loud yell of Tom’s name. He pulled out of you, cumming himself.

“Fuck, darling, felt so good,” he flipped you over to face him and placed a rough kiss on your lips.

“Thank you, Tommy,” your voice mumbled against his lips.

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Intelligence ☼ | connecting in the library 

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Cna i please be added to admitting taglist? 💙💙💙I love enemies to lovers SO dang much 😍

sure! same, enemies to lovers is amazing. i never really thought of having a taglist so anyone who wants to be in it for the admitting series, comment or send in a request for it!