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Malfoy's class.

I dare say my favourite of them all.

I sneakily roll up my skirt a little as I walk there. Me and Pansy don't have this class together, so I'm alone.

Good, to be honest. Pansy would notice the sneaky looks me and Draco give eachother. The notes he passes me and how often I stay after class, or how early I always am in class.

I sit down, around the middle of the class and I cross my legs, fixing my hair a little as Draco sorts some things out at the front.

Oops! Sorry for my slip up, we're in class so I "must refer to him as Professor Malfoy, not Draco."

"Hi." I say, tucking a few peices of hair behind me ear. No one is in class yet.

"Afternoon, Y/n." He says, looking back at me and smirking.

"I'm early." I blurt out, not sure what to say after being pinned by his stare.

"So it seems." The effortless charm and slight tease radiates off of him so naturally that I almost melt.

We don't get to say anymore because people start arriving to class. And now we have to go back to pretending.

That my perfume isn't embedded in his bedsheets. That he hasn't marked every part of me wirh his lips. That the only way we know eachother is that I'm his student.

The class is already full now, people murmering and chatting.

Then Dray stands up. Silence.

That's the hold he had over this class; he was a leader. People respected him. People admired his teaching skills.

And trust me, those weren't his only skills.

The memories of last night have me biting my lip and blinking fast, unable to forget the feeling of his hands on my body.

His voice drawls on in the background as I daydream, too caught up in my own thoughts to care.

"Y/n? Can you do me a favour by answering the question I've repeated to you about 3 times?"

I blush in embarrassment as the class chuckles a little and it takes all of my willpower not to roll my eyes.

"Wasn't paying attention, sir. Forgive me." I say, forcing out a polite tone in my voice.

"Stay after class. If you can't concentrate now, it must be because you want to take some of your own time to revise. So we will do just that."

I hold back a groan. "Stay after class." Butterflies flutter in my stomach again.

The rest of the class passes by in a blur, but the sight of Malfoy teaching keeps me entertained enough.

When it ends, I don't even pack up my stuff, knowing that I'll be staying to revise.

The few friends I have in this class wish me luck with this professor and I chuckle. If only they knew.

I walk up to Dracos's desk, walking around it and sitting on top of it, facing him.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" I say, blinking innocently.

Hands on my bare skin. Whimpers. Groans. Moans. Screams.

"You need to start paying attention in my class. I can't keep... pulling strings for you."

My mood becomes even more foul by the minute - being humiliated in class and now he's threatening my grades.

"I don't need you to. You know that my grades are perfectly fine."

"They can be better than fine."

"I'm not here for a lecture." I roll my eyes.

He clenches his jaw. "You're mouthy today, huh? I would watch it if I were you."

"Or what?"

"You know what."

"It's nothing you haven't done before."

He stands up to his full lengh, towering over me and my breath hitches.

"How much time do we have until curfew?" He whispers and I glance down at the huge watch on his wrist.

"About half an hour."

"That's enough time." He says, starting to slowly unbutton my school shirt.

I don't realize that I'm holding my breath until I release a sigh when he starts kissing my collarbone.

His movements are slow but intentional as he starts leaving hickeys on my neck. But... he's being too gentle with me for my likings.

"I'm not here to cuddle. I'm here to fuck." I whisper, tugging at his hair.

He smirks and literally rips open the rest of my shirt, making me suck in a large breath.

"You're perfect." He says, unclasping my bra and sucking at my peaked nipples.

I moan, feeling him pull my skirt and panties down.

I'm already soaking for him, just the feeling of his rough hands on my body made me feel hot and bothered.

His middle finger slides down my slit, and he gives me no warning before sliding two fingers inside of me.

I gasp, gripping the table beneath me and throwing my head back as he finger fucks me, using his thumb to rub my clit at the same time.

"Draco." I grit out, gripping his hair but he doesn't even seem to mind. He seems to be enjoying my pleasure, his eyes teasing me as he watches my face twist in pleasure.

My pussy clenches around his fingers and he tuts, moving his fingers faster. "Hold it." He says and I feel my eyes well up.

I bite my lip, trying to hold my orgasm in.

But that doesn't last too long, because I can't hold it anymore and my body spasms as I scream his name, finishing all over his fingers.

"Why do you always have to be a bad girl? Hm?" He purrs, picking me up as I whimper.

He bend me over the table now, the cold surface making me gasp. "Draco! Fuck." I groan.

I hear his belt unclasp and he keeps a hand pressed down on my back.

"Are you gonna be a good girl for me now?" He says, squeezing my wait and I feel his bare, hard cock tease my entrance.

I nod, pressing my cheek against the table and blinking at him.

He thrusts into me ans I squeeze my eyes shut, screaming in pleasure as my inner walls adjust to him.

He stretches me out with each thrust, the feeling of pleasure quickly taking over my body.

His thrusts are deep and harsh; unforgiving and rough as he destroys me.

"You feel so good. So fuckin' tight for me, huh?"

Tears stream down my face with the pain and pleasure mixed together, my eyes rolling back at the same time.

"Are you gonna cum for me? Hm?"

His words topple me over the edge, and I feel myself finishing all over his cock, my legs shaking.

He sucks in a breath at the feeling, but he keeps fucking me, ruining and destroying me all in one go.

He pulls my arms back, our bodies flush against eachother as he goes even deeper inside of me in this position.

"Oh, fuck!" I scream, the sound of his hips against mine, his groans and my moans make my body go limp as I cum again.

I feel him finish inside of me at the same time and I whimper.

"F- Fuck, Draco."

He doesn't pull out yet, our chest heaving up and down at our heavy breaths.

He kisses my shoulder and squeezes my thigh. He pulls out of me, still holding me up against him.

Draco puts his clothes back on, but leaves me naked.

We teleport to his room; it's way bigger than the students' dorms and his bed is so comfy.

We shower together in his bathroom, the warm water soothing my body and his touch making me melt for him.

After another orgasm in the shower, he lays me down in his bed and we sleep skin to skin, cuddling.

The last thing I feel is a soft kiss on my head before I doze off.

He's just such a professional at what he does.

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