DADDY
A/N: For real though I’m too horny to write anything but smut right now to so I’ll just sum it up:
- Draco runs out of potions class and cleans up the slick between his smooth legs. He cries because of what’s become of him. He cries because he’s liking it more and more and he already feels his clit throbbing for attention again. He’s unsatiable to the point of almost feeling pain.
- Hermionie leaves him alone and glasslights him. She acts as though she doesn’t know any more about his new demeanor than anyone else in that potions class.
- All of the polaroids of him being worked up in class come out mysteriously blank.
- Draco is called into Snape’s office after hours for detention.
(Obviously, smut happens. Let’s start from there.)
“Good good !” Snape slowly pulled himself out so that just his tip was inside of Draco before slamming himself back in and rubbing up against his G-spot.
“Ughh,” Draco whined stupidly. It felt so good. He loved being fucked like this!
It made Pet feel so desperate. He bucked his hips eagerly in response like a proper slut toy and Snape moaned. “Fuck… ”
Pet never thought the professor’s voice could sound so hypnotic and breathy. He was glad to serve him. He was so much smarter than Pet and Pet needed to thank him for teaching him all of the things.
Pet was giddy with pleasure, the warmth of Snape's hands clenched around his arms made him feel secure as the bed shook. The deep moans of pleasure sounding from the robed chest moving up and down above him filled Pet to the brim with deep satisfaction.
“Ooooo pro-professor!” Pet squirmed. Snape was so big and pressed into his tight slut hole so very deeply. He wanted more, he needed more. Pet knew deep down that he was made to be fucked.
And it was all because of that witch. He can barely remember her name now. It felt like his very IQ drip dropped lower and lower with every thrust, his professor was probably going to cum soon.
Pet had an almost out-of-body experience, thinking how strange he would feel seeing Snape at the next Death Eater meeting. Seeing him seated right next to Lord Voldemort and knowing that he had at some point he had been filled up with his cum.
“Fuck …you’re legs are shaking…” Snape’s dark hair draped down from his face and he lowered down to push into Pet even further and whisper low in his ear. “I really do love putting you in your place, boy. It’s about time someone used you like this.” His voice dropped even lower and Draco keened, “Don’t think I missed that little show you put on in class.”
“Haah-” Draco’s wet pussy clenched around him.
“I wonder,” he groaned and pulled out all the way before slamming back in, “how long those photographs will take to reach the Dark Lord”
“Nnhg! No…” Pet didn’t remember when he started crying. “No no please -”
“I can erase those silly muggle photos little one,” He bit Pet’s earlobe, “can make it so today’s little accident, only happened between me-” THRUST “and you-” THRUST “and the whole potions class.” THRUST! “The rest is all rumors.” He grinned like a shark.
“Please please please professor I- I- I-”
“I-I-,” Snape slapped him and Pet yelped. “ Do you even hear yourself? The Malfoy heir: reduced to a desperate whore,” he laughed like it was the best day. I look forward to meeting with Lucious. I want to look into the bastard’s haughty eyes and know that his baby boy begs for my cock on the regular-”
“Please don’t, please don’t professor I’ll be good don’ tell ‘im!” Tears and drool from Pet were streaked across Snape's black robes. The boy’s legs were quivering with need and his cheeks were as red as roses.
“I won’t tell anyone about how much you love my cock… as long as you address me properly when in private.”
“Professor?” Pet had a hard time understanding all of these long sentences… He didn’t know how much longer he could hold on for. He feared what punishment Snape might bring if he came without his permission.
“Hah! Haah-” His professor's thick cock was still buried deep inside of Pet, it twitched and warmed blossomed within him. Precum? Whatever it was he needed more of it.
“I think…” Snape grunted, “I think it would be degrading for you to call me Daddy, Draco dear.” He brushed Pet’s face softly before suddenly gripping his chin and tilting his face up. “So do it. Do it or I tell the world what a dirty whore you are. Tell Daddy how good he makes you feel, Pet."