#Draco Malfoy X Hermione Granger

[winsome-wizardry]

❤️♍️🤎💛 & 💚🩶♊️🖤

annual harry potter marathon means renewed Dramione obsession

[dramaticals]

DRAMIONE FIC RECS + WHY YOU SHOULD READ THEM — 100k+ words edition

hogwarts: a home by coralcollective — reimagined horcrux hunt. draco is so down bad for hermione and the smut is crazyyy. theo/hermione friendship. pansy is the breakout character and you'll love her. there's nsfw art and inappropriate use of the malfoy signet ring. please check the tags! (it says incomplete on ao3, but it's only missing epilogues so don't be afraid of starting it)

word count: 372,978

chapters: 67/70

the commoner's guide to bedding a royal by olivieblake — god, this fic!!!! it's a modern royal au and the ensemble of characters make this whole world feel so alive. it's inspired by will/kate and harry/meghan and it's sooo cute. theo and daphne were the breakout characters and i love them dearly. if you're looking for a lighthearted romcom-esque, occasionally angsty (because duh!) fic, this is it!!! i probably read this in two days which is insane considering the word count, but that should just tell you how lovely this whole fic was. there's a second part to this if you're itching for more afterwards (and it's just as good!)

word count: 503,570

chapters: 45/45

draco malfoy and the mortifying ordeal of being in love by isthisselfcare — honestly if you haven't read this yet..... this is god tier. a CLASSIC. this should be taught in the schools. hermione's a magical researcher / healer and draco's one of the best aurors out there. he's assigned to protect hermione because she's in the midst of a big discovery. hermione's not happy about it and draco isn't either. slow burn!! idiots in LOVE!! forced proximity!!!!! EMBEDDED ART!!! honestly this is the fic that made me want to learn how to bind which is so serious and if you haven't read this yet you need to.

word count: 199,548

chapters: 36/36

the disappearances of draco malfoy by speechwriter — this is my new canon. it's a deathly hallows rewrite where draco accepts dumbledore's offer to fake his death and go into hiding with the order. enemies to friends to lovers. i honestly can't even remember what happened in canon because this is IT for me.

word count: 289,780

chapters: 33/33

this world or any other series by olivieblake — includes clean (book one) and marked (book two). anything by olivieblake should be a must-read, i swear to god. this one starts as a year 6 slow burn. draco and hermione are assigned partners for potions and it all snowballs from there. olivie writes so beautifully and her characterizations for hermione / draco are so good. slight warning for marked: this destroyed me and i pretend it doesn't exist, but it's still a must-read.

word count: 118,892 & 178,268

chapters: 31/31 & 39/39

rights and wrongs series by lovesbitca8 — you want fluffy dramione? read the first two parts of the rights and wrongs series. you want dark and heavy dramione? read the auction, an alternate universe of the fluffy dramione, where voldemort wins and they all get auctioned off to death eaters. please check the tags for the voldy wins au! all three were chef's kiss and coming from someone who isn't a fan of dark aus, reading the first two helped me get through the auction because you know where draco's coming from / what's in his head. you can just read the auction without reading the first two parts unless you like catching parallels and having more depth / context (which i very much love).

word count: 174,911 & 160,297 & 325,876

chapters: 36/36 & 24/24 & 41/41

[lepra-art]

Art for „Manacled“ written by @senlinyu

this art was inspired by „The Kiss“ - Francesco Hayez

[lordprettyflackotara]

comfortable || draco malfoy

Slender fingers dug into your hips, Draco’s cold rings digging harshly into your skin. His grip was tight, ensuring you’d stay in place as he rammed into you from behind. You were hardly managing to prop yourself up, each thrust fucking you further and further into the mattress below. Your hands had scrunched up, holding onto the emerald silk sheets in an attempt to brace yourself. But all of your efforts were useless, your cunt eagerly pulling Draco back in with every thrust. “Enjoying the view Potter?” He asked, his icy eyes glaring at the brunette. You had forgotten your boyfriend, the infamous Harry Potter, was there to begin with. His hands and feet were binded together from one of Draco’s secret spells, his cock visibly aching against the fabric of his jeans.

It was Harry’s idea to have someone else ruin you while he watched. He did put the ball in your court, allowing you to pick who that someone would be. His eyes nearly popped out of his head when you chose Draco. The Slytherin was not one to shy away from knocking Harry down a peg or two, even if it meant fucking a shy girl he barely knew. “Your girl here isn’t so shy at all, she’s moaning on my cock like the whore she was meant to be,” Draco grunted. He couldn’t even remember what house you were in. All he could think about was breaking you and then sending the broken pieces back to Harry. Ruining you for the boy who got everything he wanted sounded like pure serotonin to the blonde. The urge to spite him made him snap his hips into yours harder than ever, your eyes fluttered shut as he abused your cunt. With his spare hand he grabbed a handful of your hair, yanking you towards him. Your back arched as you whimpered, your eyes finally opening. “Go on love, tell Potter how good my cock feels,” Draco hissed. His breath was hot against your ear, his filthy words only making your walls squeeze him tighter. “Feels sooo good,” You slurred, meeting your boyfriend’s gaze.

“Don’t ever get too comfortable with her Harry, I can promise you after we’re done she’s only going to be thinking about me,” Draco barked. Your body convulsed under him, squirting onto your thighs and the mattress. Your face was beet red with embarrassment, Draco’s large hand reaching around you and grabbing your face. “See that? That’s what a girl squirting looks like Potter, bet you’ve never seen that before,” Draco smirked cockily. He rammed into you a few more times, before you felt his warm seed flood your cunt. He murmured cursed as he came, your thighs trembling. “Get on your back baby, legs open,” He purred to you. In a dazed state you obliged, the cum dripping out of your cunt on full display for Harry to see. Draco got off of the bed, roughly grabbing a handful of Harry’s hair and dragging him over to you. You watched him attempt to crawl, his attempting failing as Draco dragged him against the coarse carpet. He sat in between your thighs, heat dashing across your cheeks as Harry’s eyes widened.

“Make yourself comfortable Potter, something tells me this won’t be the last time you clean up after me.”

[willywat]

Finally getting around to finishing the second set of illustrations for “Manacled” by @senlinyu 

These are all for the flashback section and I had such a fun time creating these! 

[winterssecrett]

MORNINGS BY HIS SIDE | DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY

ღ Draco Malfoy was a dream, and being able to sleep with him was a dream come true.

Or at least that's how Y/n saw it.

The curtains of the boy's room were open and a few rays of sun started to kiss the pale and soft skin of the Slytherin prince. In Y/n’s mind, he looked gorgeous, with his hair made a mess on top of the pillow, and his lips slightly open showing his calm breathing. God, she couldn't ask for anything else in life.

Sometimes she wondered how she had gotten so lucky.

Moving her eyes from her boyfriend's frame she turned around to look at the clock, it was 06:50 in the morning and they had classes at 08:00, the boy's alarms were gonna start sounding in a few minutes and she knew she was gonna get teased for being once again in Draco's bed.

But how could she not be there? If the boy begged her to stay every night cause he was used to not sleep alone.

Blaise's alarm started to sound annoying everyone in the room, Draco mumbled something in his sleep before hiding his face in his girlfriend's neck, he didn't feel like waking up, and no one was gonna change his mind.

“turn that shit off Blaise or I swear to god I will shove the clock in your mouth and make sure it comes out of your ass”

Mattheo wasn't the nicest person in the mornings, or ever, but they were all used to it by now. Theo moved his head to the other side of the room and let out a huff.

“non riesci nemmeno a dormire, lo so, per l'amor del cielo” (you can't even sleep now for fucks sake)

The noise stopped and Blaise locked himself in the bathroom, Draco started moving again, and Y/n left soft caresses on his back.

“Always bothering us” He murmured sleepily making her laugh

“We have class in an hour” she reminded him softly “We have to get ready”

The blonde shook his head in -no- “I have DADA on my first period, Snape can go suck my father's dick”

“Draco!” Y/n scolded, hearing Mattheo cracking up from his bed

“Sorry love” he quickly said, leaving a kiss on her lips “Why don't we stay here, just you and me, we can sleep a little bit longer and then have Dobby bring us breakfast to bed”

His proposal, his voice, his caresses on her waist, everything was making her say yes. How could she not? It was Draco Malfoy.

“Okay, fine,” Y/n told him watching a smile a pear on his face “But this is the last time”

The blonde nodded rolling his eyes, he started leaving kisses on her cheeks and then along her jaw and exposed neck.

“Fuck, I could never get tired of this”

She let out a laugh “I know, Dray, I know”

Blaise finally came out of the bathroom and Theo was quick to get up with his towel in hand ready to have a shower. Mattheo on the other hand walked to the window and pulled out a cigarette.

“Want some, Y/l/n?”

Draco didn't even let her answer.

“It's not even eight in the morning, Riddle, leave my girl alone”

She just smiled “Go back to sleep, babe, it's still way too early for you”

[insidekatmind]

Party~ Blaise Zabini ~ Blaise Zabini

Wearning: +18, smut

Request: yes!

The Slytherin common room was buzzing with activity. The party seemed to go on forever, with glasses of Butterbeer and magical spirits being passed around. Green lights danced on the walls, and eighties rock music blared in the corners of the room. You, with a goofy grin plastered across your face, were decidedly tipsy.

Beside you, Blaise Zabini was watching the scene with his usual distant gaze. He was sober, as always. He never drank at these parties. He was just there to make sure you didn't get into any trouble.

Suddenly, someone shouted,

"Spin the bottle!"

A group gathered in a circle, sitting on the black and green carpet of the room. You, your eyes sparkling with alcohol, dragged Blaise by the sleeve.

"Come on! Let's play!"

"Y/n, no," he snapped, trying to hold you back.

But you weren't listening. You broke free of his grip and threw yourself into the circle, laughing. A blonde girl picked up an empty bottle and spun it quickly. The bottle stopped in front of Theodore Nott, who leaned down to kiss a fifth-grader.

The bottle spun again. And again.

When it was your turn, the bottle stopped on Draco Malfoy. The room erupted in laughter and whistles.

"Go, Y/n!" someone shouted.

"Come on, don't be shy!"

You stood up unsteadily, but before you could take a step toward Draco, you felt an arm around your waist. Blaise grabbed you in a firm grip and pulled you back.

"Y/n, stop," he whispered in your ear in a tone that brooked no argument.

You struggled to free yourself, frustrated.

"Come on, Blaise! It's just a game!"

"Not for you."

With a firmness you were not used to, Blaise picked you up, ignoring your groans and the curious looks of the others.

"I can't believe you're ruining my fun," you muttered as he dragged you out of the common room.

"I'm saving you from yourself," Blaise replied.

Just as you walked out the front door, "Should I Stay or Should I Go?" by The Clash began to play on the speakers. The guitar riff made your eyes light up and you began to sing at the top of your lungs.

"Should I stay or should I go now?" you hummed, stumbling down the dark corridor of the dungeons. Blaise sighed in exasperation, but there was a faint smile on his lips.

"If you keep singing like that, I'll put a Silent Charm on you," he threatened.

"You don't dare!" you exclaimed, laughing.

When you reached the door to your dorm, Blaise stopped. He placed you in front of him and looked you in the eyes.

"Y/n, you're a terrible drinker."

“But you still love me,” you replied, smiling softly.

Blaise shook his head.“Yes, unfortunately.”

As you opened the door, you turned to him.

“Are you staying with me?” you asked, sounding almost pleading.

Blaise hesitated, but then stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.

“Just to make sure you don’t do anything stupid again.”

As you lay down on the bed, you hummed a bit more of the song.

“If I go, there will be trouble…”

Blaise sat down in a chair next to you, smiling to himself.“You really are a hopeless case, Y/n.”

“I know,” you muttered, closing your eyes. “But you’re staying anyway.”

You look up at him with your eyes darkening with longing. "have you always been this sexy?" you mutter looking up at him.

his smile turned into a smirk as his eyes darkened as he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer. "Oh, always..."

you look up at him with longing and kiss him.Blaise wrapped his arms around your waist as he returned the kiss, pulling you closer to him. He quickly lifted you up to straddle him as his tongue battled with yours for dominance in the kiss.

You moan into the kiss and grind against him.Blaise deepened the kiss as he smiled, his hands traveling lower. Pulling back, he pressed small kisses to your neck, softly nibbling on a spot on his neck that he knew you loved.

"Blaise" you moan closing your eyes in pleasure as you grinded closer but he stilled your movements holding you still.

He smiled, biting your sweet spot a little harder before licking and sucking the red mark he made "Do you like it, love...?"

You moan and nod "yes so much" and try to grind against him again and Blaise smirks a little and you moan.

Blaise smiled, marking your neck as he slowly slid his hand up your thigh, squeezing it. "I know you do, mi amor..."

You continue to moan and cling to him even more. Blaise chuckles against your neck, before biting a little harder as he moves to your collarbone, marking you more and more.

"Blaise is so beautiful" you whisper dreamily. He smiled at that, sucking a deep mark on your collarbone, his hands sliding under your shirt "You're so adorable, my love..."

You whimper in pleasure at the nickname he gave you. Blaise smiled at you, slowly lifting your shirt and throwing it on the floor "I know you like that nickname..."

You gasp and grab his shirt. "Blaise I need you."

He smiled, loving the effect he had on you. He raised his hips a little to grind a little on your pussy making you moan. "Yes? Do you need me, hm..?"

"Yes please Blaise" you murmur desperately seeking more friction.

"Mhmm... And what do you need it for, love...?" He hums, grinding his erection against you.

You whimper and grind yourself more against him. "you know..." you murmur whining. Blaise chuckled, his grip on your waist tightening slightly "But I want to hear you say it, love. Tell me what you want me to do..."

You whimper and lean into him more "please Blaise I need you to fuck me" you whisper desperately as you grind against his hardness and he grunts.

He chuckled against your neck, gently biting the sensitive part "Mhmm... you're so needy, aren't you, love...?"

You moan and nod. "yes please Blaise, I beg you" you whisper desperate for him to do something.

Blaise smiles, his hand moving up your thigh again "You want it that bad, hm..?"

You nod biting your lip. "please" you whisper looking up at him.

He chuckles softly, his grip on your hips tightening "You're so desperate for me, love... you don't even make it a challenge..."

You whimper and take his face kissing him. Blaise smiles, pulling you closer as he kisses you back, one of his hands cupping your chin as he pulls your head back. He moves his kisses from your mouth to your neck, starting to leave more small marks on your flesh.

You moan and clutch at his shirt again. He pulled away from your neck, grabbing the hem of his shirt with his other free hand and tossing his shirt to the floor. “Mhmm… I like it when you hold me like this, love…” you whispered seductively.

You bit your lip at the sight of him shirtless. Blaise chuckled, his smirk turning into a smile at the action. He grabbed your chin again, bringing your eyes back to his. “Do you like what you see, my love..?”

he smiled as you began to touch his body, pulling you a little closer to him. “Yes? Do you want to feel me, love..?”

You look at him with desire and lust. "yes please"

Blaise chuckled, his grip on your hips tightening. He moved your body against his, letting you feel him completely “Mhmm… come on then, love… touch me as much as you want…”

You moan and continue to caress his body. He moans, your touch is like fire on his skin. He smiles, his grip on your hips tightening “Oh, I love the effect I have on you, my Love…”

You moan even louder and resume grinding against him. Blaise gasps and grips your hips even harder at the movement “Mhmm… you’re so needy… so desperate for me…”

He smiled, throwing the rest of your clothes on the floor as he leaned back against the pillows. His eyes were darkened and filled with lust as he looked at you.

He started kissing you out of pure passion as he rubbed his erection near your entrance before thrusting in with a quick thrust making you both moan.

Blaise moaned, pulling you down onto his knees and grabbing your hips as he moved you against him. "Mm-shit.." he whispered, lifting his hips against you.

You moaned and started bouncing on his cock. "You're so big." You muttered, moaning as Blaise slapped your ass and then moaned against your neck, his grip on your hips tightening as he helped you move towards him. "Oh, shit, you're so tight."

You moaned, continuing to bounce on him. "You're squeezing my cock." Blaise muttered, increasing his thrusts and you continued to moan.

He moaned, pulling you closer to him, biting your sweet spot in your neck. "Mm-shit... just like that, love..."

You moaned and bounced even more, your pussy was squeezing his cock tightly. "I'm so close" you whisper moaning.

Blaise moans against your neck, his grip on your hips tightening as he increases his thrusts. “M-me too, my love… just a little more…”

You moan nodding and grinding and bouncing more.He pants, his grip getting so much tighter that it would leave a bruise mark on your hips “M-my god…”

He moves the hand that was holding your chin to your waist, trying to pull you further down towards him “J-just a little more, love…”

You moan and bounce more. “It's so big Blaise, I can't take it anymore” you moan in pleasure. Blaise grabs your hips and starts fucking you fast and you moan.

He pulls you into a passionate kiss that was a clash of tongues. Blaise moans as he moved your body against his even rougher. “I-I love… I'm going to…” he whispers through the kisses.

You moan into the kiss and nibble his lip and then he comes and he follows you by cumming inside you making you both moan.

You collapse on his body humming satisfied. Blaise nibbles your neck “M-my god… you drive me crazy, my love” he whispers.

You hug him softly trying to catch your breath. He wraps his arms around you, making you lie on his chest, one hand in your hair as his chest rises and falls “That was… incredible…”. You nodded softly hearing those words.

Blaise hums in agreement, one hand caressing your back while the other is still in your hair “You are so beautiful…”. You blush hearing those words.

He chuckles, smiling softly as he kisses you back, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer to his chest. He was holding you so tight to him, as if he was afraid to let you go “You feel so good against my chest, love…”

You smile softly and cuddle closer to him. “Stay with me all night Blaise” you whisper softly.

Blaise chuckles, wrapping his arms around you tighter “Of course, my Love. I’m not going anywhere.”

[jaxxartbox]

Draco giving a very rude person both a genuine warning and a threat on behalf of his wifey.

While he’s capable of going “scorched earth” for her, he knows Hermione is very much capable of doing the same (or worse😂)

[petitflour]

Regency-era Draco and Hermione. Is it a forbidden romance? Forced-marriage via hijinks? You decide!

On a side note, this took me a full year to finally finish. I’m just glad to finally put this out there!

[apparentlytheproblem]

s w e a t e r w e a t h e r

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- Draco Malfoy

a/n: so this one is based on a situation I've been in which had me bawling, crying and literally dying. I also saw something similar on Pinterest and I thought why not? requests are always open, love, teddy

requested- yes

warnings- none i hope

You found yourself in the edge of the black lake sprawled on a fuzzy blanket with all sorts of delights, giggling and laughing with a blonde Slytherin over something absolutley preposterous, the idea or to be more specific, the rumors between you and a Malfoy.

The evening was crisp already, the last of sunset just a fading pale stripe in the sky. Evening shadows deepened into blue and purple. the wind was icy and withering, it sent chills down your back.

"c'mon, its almost time for bed luv"

love. love? did he just call me love? am I okay?

"yeah, let's head back" you assented.

a cold wind swept past the both of you, Draco's eyes bumped together in a scowl and his nystagmic eyes hadn't missed anything. All he was waiting for was an ask and maybe a pretty please too.

"would it be alright if i borrow your sweater?"

their eyes my god, as if I'd say no, fuckin damn

"it would be more than alright sweetheart"

fuck. sweetheart? is he tryna kill me? what does he want? oh god

His fingers gripped the ends of the sweater covering his abdomen and quickly pulled his sweater of green and silver and handed it to her.

it was loose to say the least, but you loved it almost as much as he loved seeing you in it. it smelt of mahogany apples which he loved so much.

Draco towered over, trying to roll the sleeves for you, and grabbed your palm and began to walk as if he wasn't absolutley panicking inside.

"it smells like you"

[runningquill-art]

“He wanted to linger. It was sweet to linger. To stand under fading wisteria, watching their mingling shadows, and bicker about unimportant things. There was something terribly precious about it. Perhaps because it was unnecessary. It was for the pleasure of it. It was Just Because.

He watched her for a shift, for a sign of impatience, but there was none. Only a hip against the door jamb, an arm held loosely at her waist. She was talking about his mother now, asking him to tell her that she adored the flowers. He said something in return, something that she could respond to, to continue to stretch out the moment.

She laughed at something. Their eyes met. Draco felt woolly-headed and vague. It was the anaesthesia again, the feel of the world in flux, a slow spinning. Granger was idly plucking a few strands of wisteria. He asked if that was the extent of her flower arranging. She said yes, was he impressed? And passed him the droopy bouquet.

He said it was the loveliest thing he had ever seen. He reached to take it. He drew his fingertips against hers.

In his veins, not blood, but lightness.

His touch lingered probably too long. He wondered what to call this thing, this stealing of glances and touches and moments. The headlong giddiness impelled by the most platonic of hugs. The wanting to be near. He wasn’t foolish enough to call it love, and it was too delicate for lust, but it wasn’t nothing, either. It was Something.

Yes. Unless he was very much mistaken, there was Something, between himself and Granger.

And wouldn’t that just be an exquisite catastrophe.” - Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love, Chapter 20: Draco Malfoy the Errand Boy, Life and Times of, by @isthisselfcare

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DMATMOOBIL art 38/40

[fanfictiondramione]

You were born bluer than a butterfly Beautiful and so deprived of oxygen Colder than your father's eyes He never learned to sympathize with anyone

I don't blame you But I can't change you Don't hate you But we can't save you

You were born reaching for your mother's hands Victim of your father's plans to rule the world Too afraid to step outside Paranoid and petrified of what you've heard

(But they could say the same 'bout me)

[Blue by Billie Eilish]

[dramaticals]

[lepra-art]

l'd let the world burn. Let the world burn for you❤️‍🩹

[lordprettyflackotara]

double fantasy || fred weasley and draco malfoy

SMUT MINORS DNI 18+ tw: please read bdsm kinks, choking, threesome, dom!draco, dom!fred, sub!reader, overstimulation, squirting, passing out, collar/leash is used, bondage, face fucking, gagging, slapping. this is one of my more bdsm extreme fics, please do not read if it makes you uncomfy <3

“I still think Ron would be a good pick.”

Fred’s voice was crisp as you rolled your eyes, sipping whatever butter beer mixture concoction he had created. “You’re only saying that because Ron doesn’t intimidate you,” You debated. You weren’t technically wrong, but Fred didn’t know your desired choice would be someone who did intimidate him. You adored Fred and every fiber of him. It was unlike you to desire more than just him, but a craving to be filled to the brim by two men was igniting a passion through your bones. So you both attended a Slytherin party, a noisy and uncontrolled affair. You could barely hear each other, nevertheless scope out a potential match. Fred was purposefully picking those he deemed to be ‘losers’.

After all he didn’t want competition, he wanted you to realize he was ultimately better and never want to try it again. But you were aware of your lovers inflated ego. Which is why when your gaze landed on the Slytherin prince, your lips curled upwards into a smile.

“I pick Malfoy.”

Fred spat out his drink, thankful his cup hadn’t stranded too far from his lips. “Malfoy? Have you lost your mind? Was there crack in your drink or something?” Fred asked. He dramatically grabbed your cup, examining its contents for any signs of tampering. “Freddie, just go up to him and ask. Worst he could do is say no,” You replied. Draco matched Fred’s energy in a way. Tall, assertive, dominant, and mean. You couldn’t ignore the way the thought of being between the two of them sent shock waves right to your core. Fred brushed his shirt off, shoving his hands in his pockets as he headed straight towards the snakes den. Draco was surrounded by his usual group, his eyebrows darting up at the sight of Fred approaching. The old childish beef the two had was long discarded, but that didn’t take away Draco’s distain for the whole Weasley family.

The war may have mellowed out the taunting, but nothing could reverse his father’s teachings. You watched Fred pull him away from the group, the two talking amongst each other. Through the spotty lighting you could make out Draco’s face going through a whirlwind of emotions. You wondered if this was a bad idea, contemplating if all of you being mature adults cancelled out any possible ridicule. You were surprised when Draco handed his muggle grass filled blunt back to Theo, exhaling as the two of them approached you. You tried not to appearance nervous, awkwardly setting your cup on a nearby table. Draco reached you first, staring down into your soul coldly. “I think this is a more private matter. Follow me,” He said. You trailed behind him, Fred following behind you. The pair were oddly quiet, as if they could read each others minds.

You swallowed as Draco led you both into his dorm, locking the door behind you. “Strip,” He commanded dryly. He seemed unamused as he dug a small velvet box out of his wardrobe. You chuckled awkwardly, trying to override the silence. “What?” You asked. Fred casually sat down in a nearby chair, man spreading as he did so. “You heard him, strip,” He agreed. Unsurely you followed suit, unzipping your dress and allowing it to fall to the floor. You stepped out of the shimmery material, stepping out of your heels as you did so. Draco glanced at you in his mirror, before scoffing. “Ditch the undergarments, you won’t need them,” He ordered. You felt goosebumps spread across your skin as you unhooked your bra, allowing it to fall to the floor. You noted the cocky smirk that was painted across Fred’s lips, watching your every move as you kicked off your panties. “Lay on the bed darling,” Draco said flatly. He seemed to be looking for something specific as he rummaged through his box of mystery.

You did as told, your back relaxing as you laid against the velvet comforter. Draco handed Fred a handful of rope, the two exchanging a nod as your boyfriend approached you. He grabbed your ankle first, tying it to the bed frame. “What’s all this about?” You asked. You bit your bottom lip in anticipation. Fred remained eerily silent as he finished tying you up, spreading you out like a starfish. “Fredrick here decided to let me know that you are such a whore you aren’t satisfied with one cock,” Draco stated. Your eyes widened as you watched him pull out a collar, a shiny chain being pulled out right after. “So I told him that I specialize in taming whores and you need intense training,” He said, finally turning to you. He undid his emerald green tie, the collar and chain in the other hand. “So here’s how this is going to work. I’m going to play with you, as roughly as I want to. And just when you’re about to break, Fred’s gonna come join us, understand?” He asked. You nodded, embarrassed of how much your core was throbbing with desire.

Draco wadded up his tie, crawling on top of you.

“Open your mouth slut.”

Any hesitation Fred had about the whole ordeal faded at the sight of you eagerly opening your mouth. Your pupils were blown with lust, Draco roughly shoving the tie into your mouth. He then ran his hands down your body, admiring the way you melted under his touch. His fingertips were barely grazing your skin, your back arching off the bed in an attempt to get closer to him. Draco roughly grabbed your throat, shoving you back down. “Behave or I won’t let you cum,” He growled. Fred licked his lips as his cock began growing harder in his pants. Draco lowered himself in between your legs, using his index and middle finger to spread open your folds. You whimpered under his inspection, the blonde admiring your dripping cunt. “Such a pretty pussy for a cock whore,” He murmured to himself. You felt heat rise to your cheeks as he smacked your folds, your arms and legs instinctively trying to close. He chuckled darkly as you struggled under the grip of the restraints.

“Nice and red now. I say we make them puffy, hmm?”

You moaned into the tie as he abruptly shoved two fingers into you, your wrists struggling against the restraints. He curled his slender fingers with precision, watching you intently as you grinding your hips against his hand. “So pathetic,” Draco mused. He lowered his mouth to your clit, causing a whole new feeling of pleasure to crash down over you. His tongue was an expert, flicking and his mouth sucking in all the right places. You wanted to clench your thighs around his head, to feel him against your skin. But he kept his distance, reminding you who was in charge as he devoured your cunt. Fred was purposefully watching in awe, refusing to touch himself until the time was right. If he was being honest he feared he would cum too fast to the pornographic sight before him. It wasn’t long before the knot inside of you tightened, your warnings muffled by the tie. Draco grinned in sadistic satisfaction as you came, your heart pounding as he pulled away from your cunt.

Mockingly he opened your folds again, shaking his head. “Not red enough,” He concluded. As if the two were able to read each other’s minds Fred rose from his chair, rummaging through the mysterious velvet box. He pulled out a black vibrator, nonchalantly handing it to Draco. The blonde was quick to turn it on, purposefully placing it on the highest setting. Your whines were muffled as he placed it on your clit, your thighs trembling at the sensation. “Awe what’s wrong darling? Can’t handle a simple toy?” He asked mockingly. Your eyes screwed shut, shocks of pleasure running up your spine. A sharp slap to your thigh made your eyes reopen, a stern look painted across Draco’s face. “Eyes open slut. You close them again and i’ll leave you here for Mattheo and Theo’s entertainment,” He snarled. You whimpered at the thought, your hips involuntarily bucking upwards and grinding shamelessly against the vibrator.

“Cmon slut i’m getting bored,” Draco sighed. He lifted up your folds, placing the vibrator directly on top of your abused clit. Your back arched off of the mattress, your legs shaking violently as you released. Juices you weren’t familiar with squirted from your cunt, your eyes wide as you panted. Draco smirked, looking over at Fred. “I say we ruin her now, what do you think?” He asked. The same mischievous smirk crossed Fred’s lips, the two approaching you. You were dazed as they rearranged you, your elbows and knees digging into the comforter. Draco removed the gag from your mouth, your lungs instantly inhaling as much oxygen as they could. A cold leather collar was secured around your neck, the sound of the chain rattling sending a shiver down your spine. You looked up, Draco glaring down at you. “Open up your mouth,” He barked. Fred yanked on the chain, forcing you to balance yourself on your hands.

Lazily you flattened your tongue out across your bottom lip, Fred’s familiar hands massaging the mounds of your ass. “Fuckin slut, wanting to suck another mans dick?” Fred spat coldly, slapping your ass. Your gasp was the perfect opportunity for Draco to shove himself inside of your mouth, your noise muffled.

“What a dirty cumslut,” Draco sneered, grabbing a handful of your hair. You whimpered at the pain, feeling Fred slide into you with ease. “You’re this fuckin wet? Over being used and abused? Filthy,” Fred growled. Tears flooded your waterline as Fred bottomed out, the ginger not hesitating to repeatedly thrust into you. Draco grinned sadistically as he began his own fun, forcing your jaw to go slack as he face fucked you. As Draco abused your throat Fred yanked at the leash, restricting your airway. You felt light headed, drool dripping down the sides of your mouth as both boys spat degrading profanities. You couldn’t breathe, your vision becoming spotty. Unable to tell them you arched your back, fully leaning onto the collar for support. Your head began to spin, the feeling of another orgasm rising quickly. It didn’t take long for Fred’s warm cum to fill your cunt, or for the taste of Draco’s salty cum to flood your throat. Their strong hands kept you upright, your body shaking as your final orgasm sent you into an unavoidable darkness.

The unlikely duo stared down at your unconscious body, a thick bruise forming around your neck from the collar. Your cunt was red and puffy, full of Fred’s seed. It dripped down your thighs as you peacefully slept, your body spent. It was satisfying in a way, seeing you so content after destroying you. “We should do this again sometime,” Draco said, redressing himself. Fred shot him a dirty look, putting his shirt back on. “Are you suggesting you fuck my girlfriend again?” He asked.

Draco brushed stray hairs out of your face, his caring expression mirroring Fred’s.

“Maybe. But she wants me just as bad. We can make it her perfect double fantasy.”

[willywat]

I’ve been obsessing over fanfics for the past two months and have been illustrating and binding my own copies. 😊

These are the first eight illustrations for “Manacled” by @senlinyu

(Reference photos for the illustrations are based on images by @marvel_hiddles_stark, @foxyfanart, @Avendell, @lilith2206ai, stills from the Harry Potter films and stock images.)