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"You okay?" I ask, stroking Dracos's hair.

He's sat on the floor, leaning his beack on the sofa. I'm sat on one of the couches in the common room, giving him some attention.

He's just come back from Quidditch practice and he's all sweaty and tired and hot.

Hot as in temperature... of course.

"Fucking hell, everything hurts." He complains, "I'm never going to training again."

"Go get your girlfriend to give you a massage." I joke.

I had seen him talking to a random blonde and wouldn't stop teasing him about it.

But in reality, I'm his girlfriend and it didn't bother me; I just loved irritating him as a joke.

We've been dating for just over 3 years and they were the best 3 years of my life; I love tackling life with him.

"You need to stop that." He chuckles lightly, massaging my thigh.

"How about you give me a massage, darling?" He leans his back, looking up a me with a cheeky grin.

I smile. "C'mon, then." I say, getting up and attempting to pull him up.

He laughs, just letting me drag him to his dorm. I giggle the whole way, giddy about the fact I had an excuse to touch up Draco.

Who wouldn't be?

We arrive at his dorm and I push him down onto his bed."You're so sexy." He murmers.

I laugh, opening the drawer and grabbing some lotion. "You go to hard on yourself at Quidditch. I can literally see how tense you are."

I say, placing myself on top of him and slipping his shirt over his head. "Yeah, well I need to win. I'm a pro athelete, don't you know?" He jokes, hands on my waist.

I laugh and open the bottle, spreading lotion all over his upper body and started to work my fingers.

His fingertips tightened around my waist and he closed his eyes as I massaged the lower part of his stomach.

He whimpered a little; so quietly that I don't even think that he realised.

I have to massage his shoulders and upper body now, so I shuffle on his lap to reach up there.

Yeah, I feel it.

"Y/n. Stop that, you're gonna get me hard." He warns, groaning and opening his eyes, looking at my legs.

"Maybe I want you to be." I mumble, continuing to massage his shoulders.

He smirks, shaking his head and breathing out as I press my fingers down harder but still comfortably.

Draco groans, reaching his arms back out and placing his hands around my body, thumbs resting just beneath my breasts.

"Draco." I whisper, feeling him grow hard between my legs.

"Just keep going." He says, voice hoarse and eyes squeezed shut.

I keep massaging his body, my hands moist and the only sound in the room being his and my heavy breaths.

I can literally feel this man getting harder by the moment and my core starts throbbing, my clothed clit pressing right down on his dick.

"Draco." I whimper, stopping my hands and starting to subconsciously grind my hips against him.

"Fuck- That feels good." He groans.

I throw my head back a little, feeling my panties soak up and feeling my nipples harden against my bra.

I let out an accidental moan and I think he goes crazy after that, opening his eyes and wetting his lips, enjoying the view of me getting myself off on him.

He slips my shirt over my head, smoothly unclasping my bra and throwing them both to the side.

Draco lifts my hips up and I whine at the loss of pleasure, but I tske the chance and quickly slip his shorts down and I could moan at the sight.

I always forget how big he is.

As I did that, he moved me off of him and slips my shorts and panties down and now we're both naked.

"C'mon." I whine, impatient. He sits up a little and places me back on top of him, smirking and chuckling.

Fuck, that smirk makes me go feral.

I'm back on top, and I line myself up around him, lowering myself down.

His mouth partly opens and he takes a deel breath as I start moving up and down, using his hands to guide my hips.

I start whimpering as he pinches my nippses and makes me go faster, lightly thrusting into me from beneath me.

"Y/n." He says under his breath as I trail my hands over his abs, hair stuck to my face because of sweat.

"Stay still." He says and I do so, only to feel him harshly thrust into me. I throw my head back, mouth open.

He starts rubbing my clit with his thumb and I feel my stomach tightening. "Draco!" I scream, my body on fire.

He groans and I feel him go faster inside of me, determined to make me finish at this point.

I can tell he's holding back too; I feel his dick twitching inside of me and he sucks in a breath.

My whole body spasms and I scream his name, finishing all over him.

He whimpers, feeling my pussy clench around him as I orgasm.

This man whimpers.

He doesn't finish yet, still holding it and I move myself off of him with a groan as he slides out of me.

He takes deep breaths, fisting himself as I bite my lip, looking at his whole body. So fucking sexy.

I move my body down, placing myself between his legs and preparing myself to go down on him.

"Y/n, you don't have to..." His words trail off as I remove his hand and start lightly sucking the tip.

I go all in, not wasting a second before taking the whole thing in my mouth a feeling tears spring to my eyes.

I don't stop, gagging on his dick as I use my tounge to go up and down on it. He guides my head, not bothering to put it in a pony and just brushing hair away from my face.

"Y/n..." He says quietly as I build my rythm, my head bobbing up and down as my hands are resting on his thighs.

My tounge swirls around his dick one last time as he presses my head down a little harsher.

I feel his dick twitch inside of me and my core throb as he finishes inside my mouth.

I gag a little, but swallow it all, maintaining eye contact the whole time.

I feel some liquid on the side of my mouth and I use my tounge to reach it, licking it up.

"Fuck, Y/n. You're too good." He breaths out, pulling me up to him from under my arms, kissing my cheek and tucking some hair under my ear.

"I love you." I hide my face in his shoulder, smiling and blushing a little.

"I love you too." He kisses the top of my head and i place my hand on his chest.

"Let's go shower? I'll wash you, baby." He says and I nod.

He picks me up, and I wrap my legs around his torso. I can tell he's trying not to poke me aith his boner as he carries me to the bathroom because yes, this man is hard again.

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He washes my hair; I wash his.

We talk in the shower and then cuddle in bed watching The Office.

Maybe I should give my boyfriend massages more often.

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ib : this was a request,

but the og creator is kelstey 🩷

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