It had been what seemed like a million years since you’d had even a small amount of alone time with Draco. You’d both been busy with O.W.L.’s and he’d had Quidditch practices. You’ve been missing him like crazy the past couple days and today was even worse. You’d only had a few glimpses of your boyfriend all day and each time had caused you to become even more desperate for him.
Throughout your classes, all you could think about was having at least a few minutes alone with Draco. He’d spared you a few grins and suggestive winks while passing in the hallway.
You’d finally been able to catch him in the Great Hall during lunch for a moment, before Flint whisked him away to talk Quidditch. You sat him down again in the Common Room for a while before practice, but you’d only been allowed a slight peck before he was rushing off with Zabini and Parkinson.
It was now nearly one in the morning and you still couldn’t sleep because of your ache for Draco. You were becoming extremely desperate and after a couple seconds, you made you decision.
Slipping out of your bed, padding down the stairs into the Common Room and making your way to the boys dormitory. It was a risky idea and if you got caught, you’d be punished for breaking at least ten schools rules.
You winced at the cold of the stone against your feet, but continued down the hall.
You hesitated at the door, unsure if you should enter. You could go back to your dorm and wait for a safe time, but it was too late for that. You’d come all this way, you’re going to at least try to get what you came for.
You cringed when the door squeaked, trying to stay as quiet as possible. You tiptoed to the bed you knew all so well. Draco’s mess of blond hair and pale skin was visible through a gap in the curtains. You pulled them further apart and slid under the blankets next to him.
He didn’t wake right away, like he normally did when you joined him during the night. So, to rouse him, you pressed your frigid feet against his legs. Draco jerked up, breathing in so sharply, he choked. You immediately tried to quiet him, trying not to wake up the rest of the dorm.
“Y/N? Bloody hell! You almost killed me.” he whisper-yelled at you, laying back down. You repressed a giggle.
“You are so dramatic, Draco. You’re fine.” You dropped next to him, smiling at his sleepy state.
“What are you doing here? You could get in trouble.” He murmured, as he traced his fingers along your skin, smiling fondly at you.
“I know, but… I wanted to see you.” Now that you were here, you felt silly for what you were asking of him. I was stupid to think you could just waltz into his dorm and tell him that you wanted to have sex while his roommates were sleeping. “Nevermind, it’s stupid.”
You began to climb out of the bed when Draco’s reached out to stop you, hand on your arm. “C’mon, you can talk to me, Y/N.” You fell back into his embrace, allowing his arms to wrap around you.
“We just haven’t seen each other at all, for the past couple weeks,” you murmured, “I miss you, Draco. I just want things to be normal. I want you.” You were sitting up now, looking down at him, searching his eyes.
He sat up, reaching out to take your hand. “I’m sorry, Love. I know. I miss you too. I’ll try harder. I’ve just been really distracted.”
“I know..” He wasn’t exactly understanding what you were trying to get at. He thought you were just upset with his absence. Which, admittedly, was part of it, but right now, that wasn’t important.
“What? Something’s still wrong.” His voice was laced with anxiety. He knew you too well. He knew that he hadn’t fixed it, something was still bothering you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you onto his lap. Your knees were settled on either side of his thighs, arms draped over his shoulders. “Talk to me, Darling.”
You buried your face in his neck, your cheeks heating up in embarrassment. “Draco, I don’t think you’re quite understanding what I’m saying,” you mumbled into his neck.
“Oh.. Oh. His chest rumbled with a chuckle, finally understanding you. You pulled away slapping his chest, “What the hell are you laughing about?” You were upset now, he was laughing at you. You couldn’t believe he would do this.
“No, baby, I’m not laughing at you,” he defended, “Well, not really. It’s just cute. You could’ve just come out and said it.” You were pouting now, arms crossed, lip jutting out.
“I did! But, you’re terrible at picking up hints.” He smiled at you. He slipped one arm around your waist and the other rested on your hip, thumb rubbing the exposed skin.
“I’m sorry, OK? I really am. But, if the offer’s still on the table, I’ll gladly accept,” he said with a wink. You shook your head at him but still pressed a kiss to his lips.
“You’re so lucky I love you, Malfoy.” you stated, pressing your forehead to his. His eyes locked with yours and he smiled, briefly, before flipping you over onto your back.
“I know,” he grinned and kissed you again. This kiss lasted much longer than the first one and took your breath away. Every time his lips met yours, everything stopped and it never failed to amaze you.
As the kiss got deeper, so did your desire. You were ready to get what you came for. He didn’t seem as desperate as you were to move past the foreplay, so you decided to take matters into your own hands. You kept one arm wrapped around his neck and the other moved to undo the tie on his pajama pants. “Woah, love, someone’s eager,” he chuckled.
“Draco,” you whined, “I haven’t seen you in weeks, I don’t want to wait.” You finished untying the pants and reached up to pull your shirt over your head.
He smirked at your bare chest, “Were you planning something?” You hushed him with another heated kiss. Your chests pressed together, drawing a low moan from Draco.
“Shh, Draco, do you want the rest of the dorm to wake up?”
“I’m sorry, babe. We’re going to have to be extremely quiet then, which I know isn’t easy for you.”
With an eye roll, you reached for your wand and cast a silencing charm around the two of you. The minute your wand was set on the nightstand, Draco’s hands were back on you, tracing skin, dipping into curves. His eyes roamed your body, drinking in the sight of you.
“God I love you,“ and his lips were on yours, then moving down you neck, sucking bruises. And then he was kissing his way down your shoulders, chest and abdomen. He moved back up to mouth over your breasts, sucking chastely on each nipple. Your back was arched, trying to press yourself into him further.
Finally, you’d had enough, you needed him completely. No more teasing, you wanted to feel the closeness that came with making love with Draco.
“Please, Draco, stop with the foreplay. I can’t take it anymore.” He took his lips off of your collarbone, where he was leaving a mark. With a smirk, he slipped off his boxers, you following with your panties.
His fingers trailed along your body, a fond look on his face. He settled himself between your legs, arms on either side of your head. He shot you a look of caution, you’d been intimate uncountable times, but every time he asked for consent. You nodded your head, reaching up to kiss him gently.
He lined up and pushed into you, slowly, knowing it had been a while and you needed to adjust. He buried his face in your neck, nosing along the skin, holding himself back from going too fast and hurting you.
“Okay, move, I’m okay.” He pulled out, and pushed in gently. “C’mon Draco, I’m fine. I need you.”
With that, he sped up, thrusting in and out. Small grunts fell from his lips, while you let out little whimpers. Your hands tangled in his hair, tugging slightly, while his arms wrapped around you, lifting you up into his chest.
He continued to press into you, gaining speed with each thrust. Your hands roamed his body, running down his back, ghosting across his chest and caressing his neck and face. Draco’s lips pressed against yours passionately, as his rhythm began to get sloppy.
You could feel your release fast approaching and you could tell Draco’s was too. You arched your back, pushing yourself closer to him. He let out ragged breaths and broken moans. You were so far gone that the only noises leaving your mouth were choked cries and whimpers.
Draco moved one hand from the bed next to you, down to your core, finding your clit immediately. He rubbed it vigorously, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. After a couple more seconds you were crying out, arching into him as your orgasm ripped through you. After another few thrusts, Draco round his release, spilling into you and moaning loudly.
He pulled out after a little while and rolled onto his back next to you. You both laid there in post orgasmic bliss, basking in each others presence. He propped himself on his elbow and looked down at you. He brushed a piece of hair out of your face and kissed you gently. He then laid back down and pulled you into his chest, cuddling you as you both fell asleep.
You awoke the next morning to Zabini, Goyle and Parkinson jumping around and shouting, while Draco screamed at them to look away. You frantically covered yourself with the sheet as he herded the boys out of the room.
“Well, maybe next time we should remember to go back to our own beds…”
I’m so sorry… this has been in my drafts for weeks.. I’m a terrible person but I finished it now. At like midnight.. I’m so sorry to whoever requested this months ago. Hopefully you’ll see this and know i didn’t forget..