A breeze ruffled the neat hedges of Privet Drive, which lay silent and tidy under the inky sky, the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen. Harry Potter rolled over inside his blankets without waking up. One small hand closed on the letter beside him and he slept on, not knowing he was special, not knowing he was famous, not knowing he would be woken in a few hours’ time by Mrs. Dursley’s scream as she opened the front door to put out the milk bottles, nor that he would spend the next few weeks being prodded and pinched by his cousin Dudley…He couldn’t know that at this very moment, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: “To Harry Potter, the boy who lived!

Prom.. Ish - Draco Malfoy Smut

Request: I was wondering whether you could write a smut where there’s a prom-like thing for seventh years and Draco (boyfriend obvs) notices your not there and asks your friend where you are. Your at the top of the astronomy tower having a drink. He finds you and asks what wrong. It’s bullying. He makes you feel better by making out with you against the railing and things escalate from there. Love your blog, thanks💜

Rating: R

Warning(s): Smut, drinking

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Originally posted by sensualkisses

I sit alone on the floor of the astronomy tower, my fingers clutching a bottle of firewhiskey for dear life. My body is cold but my blood pumps fast through my veins as I pant through sobs. The snide remarks from earlier play in my head on repeat, my lips lazily muttering along with them. They’re loud in my mind and soft from my mouth, my hair messed up and my makeup smeared and running down my face with my tears. 

My shoulders shake and my hands twitch as I reach up and try to breathe, my fingers running through my hair roughly. Suddenly, in the middle of my mental breakdown, I feel a large hand rest gently on my shoulder, causing me to jump in surprise and stand up in a flash. My legs wobbly and my hand gripping onto the railing attached to the side of the astronomy tower, I whip around to see who’s caught me.

I come face to face with Draco, my boyfriend of 3 years, staring at me with concern and a broken heart at the sight of me like this. I immediately collapse into his arms, them wrapping around me protectively as if I’ll disappear if they don’t. He reaches one hand up to run along the back of my head over my hair, smoothing it out and sending a slight chill down my spine. 

He tilts his face down so that his lips are next to my ear. “What’s happened, love? Did that nasty Weasley girl say something to you again?” He asks in nearly a whisper, his hot breath fanning out over my skin, making me shiver.

“No.. not her. Just a couple guys at the dance were saying that I looked.. big.. in my dress and I t-tried to ignore them.. but they followed me to the other side of the r-room and threatened to hex me..” I tell him, his body stiffening more and more with each word. I can nearly see the steam coming out of his ears with how angry he is, but right now, his main concern is making me feel better, and I’m so grateful for that. 

He pulls away slightly and brings his hands up, cupping the sides of my face and resting his forehead against mine so our lips were nearly touching. “ Don’t you ever listen to a word anyone says about you. You, Y/N, are gorgeous and talented and just so fucking amazing. You make my heart stop every time you smile or laugh or, Merlin forbid, talk about something you love, like your books. You are the greatest thing to ever happen to me and god damn it you are the most amazing woman on this earth. Don’t let anyone make you forget that.” He tells me, making a couple more tears fall.

“I love you, Draco.” I whisper, letting my hands drift up and rest on his shoulders while his land on my sides and slide down to my hips. 

“I love you too, Y/N.” He whispers before pressing his lips lightly against mine. My eyes flutter shut and I kiss him back slowly, moving one hand to his jaw, deepening the kiss a little as I part my lips and let his tongue enter. His hands move down again but this time rest on my ass, pulling my hips closer to his and creating some friction, causing him to groan lightly into my mouth. 

I reach my arms around his neck and deepen the kiss even more, our tongues battling for dominance and our hands roaming each other’s bodies. He grips my hips and guides me backward, pressing my back against the railing. He presses his body against mine and uses his knee to part my legs a little. 

He moves his leg so his foot is resting on a low bar in the railing and suddenly, his thigh is pressing against my heat. I gasp at the contact and he smirks against my lips before moving one of his hands back up and around the back of my neck while the other is slung around my waist. He guides me in slowly grinding down on his leg and I can’t help but moan at the feeling. 

I feel him smile every time a sound escapes my mouth and I assume that he wants to hear the noise more clearly once he moves to kiss the corner of my lips. He kisses a line from my lips to my jaw and down my neck before reaching my collar bone. My dress stops him from going further and I can tell he’s not happy about it. 

“How about we get these clothes off you, kitten?” He asks, looking into my eyes, his swirling with lust and need. I bite my lip, making him smirk, and nod. 

He immediately reaches around while leaning forward to kiss my neck again, planting a gentle kiss on the area of skin below my ear lobe. I shiver and he smirks against my skin before moving to take my dress off. 

Once my dress is gone, it leaves me in only my matching pink bra and panties, making his eyes widen and his mouth water. He rests his hands on my now bare hips and guides me over to a wall, which he pushes me up against with slight force, showing that he’s not kidding around. His hands stay where they are as he kneels down, his head level with my chest. 

He leans forward ever so slightly and presses a kiss to the valley between my breasts, making my breath hitch in my throat. He moves away and smiles before lowering a bit and pressing one just above the part of my bra connecting the cups. I shiver as his warm fingers glide gently over my skin, goosebumps rising on the areas that his hands aren’t warming.

He takes his time kissing a close line down my stomach, his fingers caressing my skin and his breath hot every time he pulls away. He eventually kisses one last time just above the hem of my panties, smiling as he lets his hands drift around to my backside and rest on my bum. 

“You’re so beautiful, sweetheart.” He whispers, making me grin. He eyes the hem of my panties and runs his fingers over them, as if asking for permission. I reach down and run my fingers through his hair, his eyes looking back up at me. 

“You can take them off, Draco.” I tell him. He gladly hooks his fingers in the sides of the under garment and pulls them down my long, skinny legs, licking his lips the whole way down. I bite my lip as I watch him bow his head forward and kiss the very top of each of my legs, dragging it out for as long as he can. 

He suddenly rests his hand on the back of my thigh, guiding me in resting it across his back. I’m hesitant at first, but the back of my knee rests over his shoulder and he looks ready to devour me. My fingers grip the railing and he presses a kiss to my core, eliciting a sharp gasp from me.

He smiles and continues, his hands on my hips as he begins to pleasure me. My hand runs through his soft white hair and I moan loudly once he picks up the pace. He squeezes my hips and my legs start to wobble, the delightful feeling of his tongue making my senses go into overdrive. 

“Damn, baby, you look so good from here. 

He brings one hand up and he dips a finger into my heat, making me shudder and groan. He soon adds another, his tongue still working on my clit, and I rest my head against the wall. My eyes are shut tightly and my fingers tug on his hair, making him groan against my sensitive sex. I cry out in pure, unadulterated ecstasy, my legs barely strong enough to hold me up anymore.

He stops just before I’m about to let go, making me whimper in dissatisfaction. 

“Draco! Don’t stop!” I whine, making him smirk. 

“Patience, darling.” I says raspily into my ear before pressing a kiss to my sweet spot, earning a struggled whine against my lips. He sheds his shirt, pants and boxers before moving his hand down to stroke my raw womanhood, my body jumping at the shock. My arms fly around his neck and he crashes his lips against mine before his hands move to the back of my thighs. “Jump.” 

I jump and wrap my legs around his waist before he thrusts his full length into me. Hard. I scream out his name and his hands grab my ass, squeezing me roughly as he moves me up and down onto his member. My fingernails dig into his back, surely leaving red marks that’ll last for days. My hair cascades around my shoulders and my eyes are shut tightly as Draco drills me against the wall, his big, vein covered hands memorizing my body. 

“Fuck, Y/N, you’re so tight baby.” He groans into my neck as he sucks on the skin, leaving as many love bites as he can. He’s always loved leaving deep purple marks on my neck to show everyone that I’m his. 

“Draco, I’m going to-ah!” I cry out when his thumb comes in contact with my clit, bringing me over the edge.

“That’s right, babygirl, let go for me. That’s it.” He whispers in my ear, making my knees tingle. I do as he says and allow myself to come undone, him doing the same. A few curses and groans leave his mouth before he carefully sets me down and pulls his shirt over my head, covering me. 

He takes a step back and looks me up and down, admiring my body in his clothes, before pulling me into his arms and resting his chin on m head. 

“You know, I never got to dance with you. I practiced for weeks.” He whispers. I smile and get in the position to waltz.

“Well, we can’t let that effort go to waste, can we?” I say softly before allowing him to start swaying with me following suit. 

“You look beautiful tonight, darling.” He whispers as he kisses my temple. I smile and we just dance, a comfortable silence surrounding us. 

anonymous asked:

its so hot in nyc ;v; wolfstar cooling off??

It is so hot in nyc. I was dying walking my dog yesterday oh my god.

“Holy mother of Merlin.”

Sirius was spread out on the hardwood floor of their flat, absolutely bare.

Remus stood over him in his boxers, munching on a cup of ice, “Feeling a breeze anywhere yet?”

Sirius groaned, throwing his arms over his head, in doing so giving Remus quite the view of his stretched out body, “What is a breeze? Remind me again, because I’ve forgotten.”

Remus laughed, sucking on another ice cube, the rest rattled in his cup, “Well, you’re the one who broke the AC. S’why we’re in this mess.”

Sirius sat up on his elbows, “Hey. The guy told me to crank it up, then turn it off, then on. How was I suppose to know it would bust the wiring?” He sent a half hearted glare in Remus’ direction then threw himself back on the floor, “God, don’t get me started. It’s too hot to think, much less argue.”

Remus looked down at him, eyes shamelessly taking Sirius all in. The sheen across his shoulders and collarbones, the soft lines of his ribs only just visible at his sides, the dark trail of hair leading right down to…

Remus smirked, setting his cup down and letting the last of his ice crunch between his teeth, “C’mon,” he held out his hand, “let’s try a cold shower, shall we?”

Sirius moaned dramatically as Remus leaned back on his heels to pull Sirius up from the floor and right into his chest, which Sirius proceeded to collapse against.

Remus chucked, “I’d saw stay here forever, but it’s a little too hot for body heat, don’t you think?”

Sirius just let out a long breath and turned, pulling Remus towards the bathroom, “Shower. Now.”

The water felt heavenly. It was cool, almost blissfully icy, against their sticky skin. But most of all, Remus was enjoying watching Sirius revel in it. He had his chin tilted back, lips slightly parted as he let the water pour over him. After a few moments he tilted his chin down again, eyes still closed and leaned right into Remus’ chest, arms tucked between them.

“There.” Sirius mumbled, “Now I can be this close.”

Remus smiled softly, looping his arms loosely around Sirius’ waist. He dropped a kiss to his wet hair, “Pads, it could be 100 degrees- the world could be burning up- and I’d still want nothing more than for you to be this close.”

Remus could feel Sirius smile softly against his skin, which was now nicely cool.

“Well, good.” He said, “Because if the world was burning up, I’d probably be terrified and hugging you.”

Remus laughed, “Well, I’d probably be fine with that.”

  • Draco:Potter! Potter! Hey, Potter! Potter! P-P-Potter! Potter! Hey, hey, hey, Over here! Potter! Potter! Potter! Potter! Potter! Hey, Potterrrr, Potteeerrrrr , Potteeerrrrrrr! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Potter! Potter! Potter! Potter! Potter! Hey, Potter! Potter! Potter! Potter! Potter ! Hey! Hey! Potter!
  • Draco:Hey, Potter! It's me! Look at me! Potter! Potter! Potter!
  • Harry:
  • Harry:I was curious to see when you'd shut up on your own. But it's been THREE hours now, Malfoy. THREE HOURS!

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