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Paradoxical

Summary: When your ex husband draco finds you at a club that same things that led you far away from him, pave the way back.

Warnings: Smut. Blowjobs, vaginal penetration, cumplay, slight spit, mirror and sir kink. Ex!husband!Draco. Possessiveness with a dash of toxicity.

a/n: ahh yes, my assignments lay incomplete but i sure can write p0rn on a school night.

NAVIGATION

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The flashes of neon light flickered over his features, but those cold edges of silver remained unaltered, his eyes seemed to have been painted with his possessive and obsessive behaviours.

There was a part inside of you that wanted to do the classic throw-your-drink-at-your-ex act and this other part that was craving the antonym of that act.

Maybe you’d caught his paradoxical behaviour— the apple never falls too far from his tree.

“Babe, do you want to leave?” Hermione whispered, looking at you sympathetically.

Certainly not— he’d silently sent provocations to you a thousand times over, and there could never be a time where you would’t be prepared for a war— just like the old times.

“I think I’ll stay” Your voice had no cracks or crevices, and you kept your cool hard gaze on Draco as you answered her.

“You sure?” She questioned again, eyeing between you and Draco, and you simply gave a nod.

Draco smirked and his eyes met yours. The moment they did, his hands dusted off his coat and he soon stumbling out from the croud towards you.

His movements were more graceful than the dancers, even though he was simply fucking walking, he always found a way to make beauty.

“Hello darling” He said curt, his voice deep and smooth.

“Fuck you” You snapped back immediately, and his eyes widened at your response.

His hand fell over his chest dramatically as though your words made his heart ache, “That’s not very nice, I expected a far more sweeter response”

“Well, you’re my ex”

“Let’s be civil yeah? I still like you very much angel”

You huffed, eyes rolling and he caught that exact movement. You stared over at Hermione, who was looking as awkward as ever, shifting in her seat to somehow be a little more comfortable.

“I got it Hermione, you can leave” You leaned ahead and whispered. She gave a skeptical look and you reassured her with a smile.

From what she gathered, you two certainly wouldn’t go through the night without fighting or fucking. She didn’t feel like being a barrier tonight so then with a small peck on your cheek and with a small goodbye, she was off to finding Ron and Harry.

“Well” Draco said, looking ahead as she walked away, “Now that she’s gone, we can talk better”

“I have nothing to say to you”

He chuckled, swiping his thumb over corner of his mouth as he took a sip of his drink, his rings shining brightly and his viens prominent.

Draco had always had the most beautiful hands you’d ever seen. And a while ago, you were blessed to have that same hands pleasuring you in the most sinful of places— a privilege which you’d now lost.

“I see you still have the hand kink” His voice broke off your focus, and you were silent for several seconds shaking your head and scoffing.

“What are you doing here?” You asked defensively, pinching your eyebrows.

His teeth grazed his lip and his eyes traveled down your pretty body, noticing every perfection of that tight little black dress.

“Was it necessary to wear that” He sneered, not giving answers but rather more questions.

A giggle passed through you as his possessiveness came to surface, a reminder of why you left in the first place— well honestly you couldn’t just put blame on one thing, there were multiple reasons why you left but his jealousy was definitely one of them.

That giggle went silent the moment his warm large hand rested on your thigh, caressing and petting the soft skin, his rings leaving burns wherever they touched.

His fingers were barely ghosting over your panties, and your breath caught, your eyes quickly scanning over the room to see if anyone was paying attention to you two.

“Did want some random idiot’s dick? Is that why you’re so indecent tonight?”

“I—” Now your voice had cracks, you shuddered and throbbed as his words got more and more vulgur and much to your dismay, you got more aroused.

“There’s nothing— nothing, I hate more than the thought of my baby having to go to other people to get taken care of”

He sensed the libido, the clenching thighs and the darkened irises. His possessiveness got the best of him and he was willing to fall on his knees again, only for you.

“Don’t you want me to take care of you?”

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His lips were soft but the way he kissed you was ravenous and rough. His tongue was moving along with yours, asserting dominance.

Your legs rested on his hips as he pressed you against the wall, kissing you deeply.

“Mine, mine, all mine” He muttered as he kissed along your throat and over your breasts. You moaned as he squeezed your arse, and grinded himself against your slit.

Suddenly, he pulled you down from him and you were left with wonderment before he pushed you down on your knees.

“You know what to do doll” He said, pulling your strands of hair back from your face.

“Yes sir” You only nodded with anticipation, hands trembling as you worked to unbuckle his belt. His breaths were ragged, and his hooded eyes fixated on your mouth.

His cock was hard as a rock, and heavy in your hand. You only needed to give him one firm stroke to have him grunting.

Your mouth wrapped around the head of him, licking up his tip and brushing and squeezing at the base of his thick lenght. Your eyes flicked up, maintaining contact as you took his entire shaft inside.

His fingers tensed, and your mouth sucked, and then bobbed back and forth, earning a throaty, ‘good girl’

The praise motivated you to make him feel ever better, your hand working at the base of him, stroking the flesh as you took the rest in your mouth.

“That’s it baby, you still take me so well” He groaned, giving an experimental thrust of his hips.

Soon, your eyes were watering and he was feeling that fimilar euphoria blooming down in his abdomen. When each one of his hands rested on the side of your face, yours rested on his thighs and you inhaled for what was to come.

His hips canted and thrusted into your mouth, your chin smeared with drool as he fucked your mouth. Your cheeks were stained with the tears that slipped down your pretty eyes.

“God, fuckin’ love this filthy little mouth” He grunted, pulling his cock out, spit connecting your lips with his head.

Your arousal smeared your thighs, it was almost painful. He was right in front and yet you hadn’t had him.

When you looked up, his expression was proud and satisfied, he gave your head a pat, muttering even more praises as he pulled you up. His thumbs cleaned up the remaining tears, kissing your nose and cheeks and healing the ache.

Draco pulled you up again, carrying you across his penthouse to his bedroom.

There were candles lit all around his room, and it gave everything a golden hue.

A whine fell from your lips as he pushed you down on the bed, “Draco please” You mewled, spreading your legs wide apart.

His pupils dialated, and he bent down to kiss along your thighs, your panties went down your legs, and he made it sure to make it absolutely excruciating.

He pulled at your knickers until they were down to your ankles and then he moaned as he stared at your possession.

“Fuck— I missed my girl so much” He spoke, kissing right abode your aching nub.

“And what about me?” You pouted, staring down at the blonde man between your thighs.

“Course I missed you too, silly” He sighed, “I just missed her more”

His finger prodded at your entrance, with a glance on your face, he pushed them inside and immediately curled them— and you cried out as his rings juxtaposed against his skin and the tips of his fingers scraped at that spot.

That feeling was lost soon, way too soon as he pulled them out. His grey eyes taking in the beautiful details of your responses. You looked at him avidly as he sucked on the arousal covered fingers.

“Still the sweetest”

“Please, please sir” You begged, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him towards you.

“Brat” Draco said, and swiftly turned you around, pulling your dress above your hips and cupping your arse.

He gave you a spank making you yelp in surprise. “That’s for earlier”

Draco spit on his shaft, jerking himself off and he still teased you and dragged out your desire. He aligned himself perfectly with you, and stayed still. He was always such a fucking tease.

With a strong thrust, he was buried deep inside. You trembled, gripping the sheets beneath you. His ripped muscular arm pulled you against his chest, keeping your skins together as he rut inside you.

“See how perfect I fit you?” His hand made you look right forward at the huge mirror in front of his bed.

And you stared at the sight of him and you. How you were filled with him so beautifully, how he was dragging your tits out from your dress, how his mouth was on your neck, and his arms around your waist.

When he gave a single hard thrust, you gave an embarrassingly loud gasp.

Then he gave a second and a third and several others and you were already shaking and struggling to keep yourself up.

You’d forgotten about the affect that he had on you. How much power he held.

His thrusts got harder and harder with a certain symphony hidden in them. “Oh fuck—” You sobbed, “I love your cock so much”

At that, he grunted loudly, and turned your head so that he could kiss you.

Your tits bounced as he got rougher, fucking you until he lost almost all control over himself.

It wasn’t until he felt you tighten unimaginably hard around him that he pulled out and you whined impatiently.

Draco manhandled you onto your back, he kissed you as he climbed on top of you, his hands sliding along your body.

He placed his palms on your thighs and pulled both of your legs up until they rested on his shoulders. He pressed a kiss on the inside of your thigh, cherishing the sculptured skin.

You whimpered as he sank inside again, drawing that coil inside you again. You were mesmerized as you stared at his sweaty broad shoulders and admired how your legs rested on them.

As he began to move inside again, you only stared at his face, and the illuminating orange colour of the lighting on him.

He was thrusting hard, trying to surpress feeling with the way his hips roughly met yours, with the way his lips moved with yours.

Your underwear dangled off your ankle as he pounded inside your pussy, leaving you shaking under him.

“I’m— I’m close”

Draco grunted, and his hand slid between both your bodies, drawing tight circles where the two of you met, “Cum for me”

And for him, you did. For him, you cried, and unraveled pleasure beneath him. Tears right at your eyes, like pearls decorating them, and your sobs and pants like melodies to his ears.

He pulled out quick, panting as he came and stained your flawless skin with his sin. His cum spilled over your belly and spread down to your pussy.

He panted near your shoulder and kissed it, feeling adoration come to surface, that one thing he’d tried to deny.

But all he could see was how the world was much more better and beautiful when you were present in his eyes, or in his arms.

And it was amidst all the lust and vexation, that you knew; knew that you were still almost as much in love as the first time the rays of the sun ever reached the earth— the first time you ever felt love for him sear through you.

His forehead rested against yours, and maybe it was the heat of the situation, but that possessiveness was appealing. You wanted it, you wanted him.

Draco kissed your cheek, “I want you back” and to that, you answered with a smile, a dimple forming right where he’d kissed away any doubts to not be called his.

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Crybaby

Summary: Reader cries because of lack of attention and Draco finally gives in to comfort her.

Warnings: Smut. Draco is just big and strong lol. Innocence & hand kink. Fingering. Dom!Draco. Crybaby!Reader. This is super short and a little rushed, srry :(

a/n: hi i am back after 20 days, i got some of the inspiration to write this after listening to crybaby, so everyone go steam it. enjoy :p

NAVIGATION

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There was that pout, and your fists— curled— and eyes teary, and your throat dry.

It had to have been an infinite amount of times you’d called for him, but he’d shake his head, swipe his eyes over you for a mere moment, and return to whatever activities he was doing.

Now there was that cry caught in your mouth— and you were pressing your lips together into that hard flat line to contain your sobs— but they fell through your efforts— and that immediately got his attention.

“Baby? What’s wrong?” He sounded worried, but it felt like a joke to you, you didn’t look back at him or answer him as he stood up from his seat and went to grab you.

You hated being a crybaby, but in all honesty, you were right to be in this position right now. He’d payed no mind to you, shoved you aside, all until you were crying, and wiping away your tears yourself, despite his being present.

“Love. Love. I’m here, can y’look at me?” His voice was gentle— apologetic— as he bent down, settled his legs on the couch, and sat you up to straddle him.

Draco’s hand rested behind your head, patting you softly and pulling you into his chest, kissing your forearms, and whispering into your skin. “Darling, m’sorry, I swear I was just joking”

Your sobs didn’t falter as you spoke softly, “Am I annoying you?” You said, still covering your face.

“No! Not at all, I was playing around, I’m so sorry for ignoring my love.”

His hand put away yours from your face, intently staring at you, and giving you a warm smile. Draco wiped away your tears using his sleeves, guilt bubbling in him as he cleaned the tears he’d formed, “I’m sorry” He repeated, resting his head against yours, “Can you please forgive me? I’ll do anything”

You giggled lightly, and nodded, “I forgive you”

“Good girl. Now, what do you want?”

You sniffled, fumbling with his tie nervously, “I jus’ needed you— to take care of me however”

From the stuttering syllables, and shy behaviours, he picked up where you exactly needed him.

He chuckled into your hair, giving both your eyelids a kiss as his big hands held your waist and he picked you up with ease.

You aligned your lips with his, and his kissed him ravenously as he stalked towards his bed and put you down on it. His lips were like clouds that felt like they’d been danced on by angels.

Draco pressed his tongue inside you, swiping it over yours, and teasing your lips with his teeth, and then as you just got indulged in it. He pulled away and left you wanting again.

At your expression, he laughed and gave you back a small peck.

His hands pulled up his your hoodie to reveal your soft tummy and your navy blue underwear.

“Pretty” he muttered, and he rested his soft lips on your neck, and ran a finger through the outline of your slit, gently tracing your folds and feeling the slight dampness of it.

“Is this what you need taken care of?” Draco said, cupping your cunt, and staring into your wide eyes.

“Y—yeah” You meekly said as he smirked and part your legs further.

His heavy hand rubbed you over your panties, putting pressure on your clit and he made circles around it. Your gasps going up as his movements got more and more intense.

You fingers went up to grab his silver strands of hair. Pulling at them as he pulled your knickers down your legs, and threw them on the floor. Staring at your pussy hungrily.

Your cheeks burned in shame. He bent down to give your core a little kiss— inhaling your scent as he did so— and then coming back up to your face.

“Draco” You softly gasped as he pulled apart your lips with his fingers, and revealed the pretty flesh.

He shut you up with his lips, kissing you hard as his hand worked over your pussy to give you the best orgasm possible.

As he were kissing you, you felt his hand slip between the two of you, and pulled away from him to look down and there you found his pulling off his silver rings— very much to your dismay.

He stared at you confusingly as you quickly reached down and removed his hands from one another.

“What—?” He asked, pinching his brows.

“I want you too keep them on. Please?”

Fuck. He’d sell his entire estate, his soul, if you ever asked him like that— or in any other way really. He was as dedicated as an angel was to be.

“Right, of course I will”

Then without any wait, or hesitancy, his fingers shoved inside, and immediately curled to find that euphoric spot.

You squealed, and creamed around his fingers as they scissored inside of you, opening you up for when he’d give you the bigger reward.

His held your hips in place as he started to thrust his digit faster. Those rings which you’d asked him too keep provided that extra pleasure which you’d expected.

They were cool around your entrance and inside of you, burning through you, as he expertly worked his hand.

As his thumb fell over your clit, your thighs jolted, and your hand went down to grab his.

Tears brimmed your eyes again, and they filled the path of the previously dried up tears.

Draco looked down at you so so lovingly, that the black avid iris of his eyes might as well have been painted with with outlines of hearts. He had literal heart eyes sparking in him for you.

“Why are you still crying baby?” He smiled, increasing the pace of his hand. “I’m giving you attention now, aren’t I?”

“Just, fe—feel— too goood” You whimpered, curling your hands around his tie, and bucking your hips into his hand.

The coil in your belly spread warmer, and your thighs shook hard around his arms, by that, he knew that you were close to your much needed orgasm.

His fingers pumped into your pussy more, and he used his other hand to rub circles on that sensitive cluster of nerves, when his lips crashed on yours— you only saw and felt cosmos.

Crying out against his mouth, you reached your climax and came on his fingers hard. Riding his palm as you reached the end. Panting and trying to catch your breath as he stared at you mesmerized.

“Atta girl” He praised, pulling his fingers out from your cunt and putting them into his mouth. Groaning at the sweet taste of you as you shyly smiled up at him.

“M’sorry— for crying”

“S’okay, I love my crybaby”

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