Drabbles

Prompt: I don’t like you.

Buttons flew as he ripped open her Oxford.

Kisses were bruising as she bit his bottom lip.

A growl as he flipped her around, the shelves of the bookcase digging in her to breast and hips as he hiked up her skirt.

“I don’t like you, Malfoy,” she groaned as he yanked her hair back, her ass pressed back against his hardened length.

“That’s fine,” he trailed his tongue up the column of her neck before nipping her ear. “I’m still going to fuck you, Granger. Now be a good girl and scream.”