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[myfictionaldreams]

17: Magic - Draco Malfoy

Kinktober Day 17. Magic - Draco Malfoy x potter!reader

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, potter!reader, untouched pleasure, magic, nearly caught, intense orgasm, blowjob, overstimulated,  nicknames, no use of y/n

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The day had moved by slowly and by the time you were sat at the Gryffindor table with your brother and fellow housemates, you were relieved to see that the sun was beginning to set for the evening.

However, as you spooned some fresh mashed potato onto your plate, an unsual and intense sensation coursed through all of your veins: pleasure. Not any normal pleasure that would be experienced with touching of a hand or even a toy, but the pleasure that had you becoming dizzy, skin burning to be touched, never wanting it to end.

Shaking your head, you tried to ignore it, unsure as to what to do, legs clenching together to try and apply some pressure against your clit but nothing helped to reduce the pleasure. You couldn’t even lift up your fork to eat as your hands gently shook in your lap, you needed to get out of sight.

Glancing around, you made sure no one was noticing what you were going through when your eyes caught sight of a smirking blonde who was dressed in a plain black suit, watching with dark eyes from the Slytherin table. Of course, it had to be Draco.

His smile widen just as the sensation increased, it was definitely him, he loved to play these stupid games with you, seeing just how close he could get before being caught and having to alter the individual's memories.

Your skin itched with want, needing to be out of these clothes, you needed to get away from this room full of people. It was this exact moment when your brother's voice drifted into your senses, “are you ok? You’re quiet” he questioned.

Snapping your head towards him, you tried to keep your voice quiet, afraid that you would moan instead of responding with words, “yeah I'm fine”.

Pulses of euphoria were coursing through your body, it was almost like you were going to orgasm but you couldn’t do that surrounded by all these people, you knew you couldn’t hold back your voice during those moments. Even now, you could feel how wet your underwear was becoming and today or all days you’d decided to wear a skirt, how long would it be before your cunt was dribbling down your thighs?

Standing suddenly with unsteady feet, you just about managed to climb over the bench, not caring about anyone else, just needing to get out of the public eye but once again your brother’s voice interrupted you.

“Wait, where are you going?” Harry asks with worry lacing his tone.

You wave him off, “uh nothing, I’m just not feeling very well”.

“Well let me take you to madam Pomfrey then” he suggests, moving to stand up but you quickly brush him off.

“No no it’s fine Harry, I’ve just got cramps that’s all, I just need to lie down for a bit” before he even had time to respond you were racing out of the door, undoing your tie, everything felt so claustrophobic.

You hunched over on the steps up to the common room, mind racing, body alight with want and need. Needing to be out of your clothes, needing to touch your engorged clit that was still pulsing desperate for release, even a bit of spit was dribbling down your chin as you seemed to be completely overwhelmed.

It was just as you audibly released a moan and did a strong hand wrap around your upper arm, tugging you a few more steps up and down a darkened corridor before tossing you into an abandoned classroom at the perfect time.

As the candles surrounding the room lit up, the door shutting and locking behind whoever had thrown you in here, was the exact moment that you came. Knees unable to support you anymore as you pulled off your underwear desperately hands cupping your sex as the pleasure was too much, your screams echoing around the stone walls.

The orgasm lasted longer than your usual ones and you were drained by the time the clenching had ceased, just about ready to slump onto the floor in front when an arm steadied your body, shifting you back against his hard chest.

“Careful Potter” he mumbled, sounding slightly breathless but not as much as you were.

“What the hell was that?” you asked, senses finally returning, knowing fully well that Draco was the one holding you up and that he had all the answers.

“Just an experiment of mine” he chuckled darkling, kissing just below your ear.

“Well, that hardly seems fair” you responded, turning on your knees, ignoring the ache that sparked through them from where you had fallen onto them only moments ago.

“When have I ever been fair, love?” he muttered, stroking his wand under your chin, tilting it further up before releasing it and directing it back towards your cunt, “play nice now Potter”.

He didn’t give you any chance to respond before allowing the spell to take effect once more but not nearly as intense, this time it just made your cunt clench, biting your lip as you watched him stand to his fall height, looking down at you on your knees in front of him.

Draco didn’t need to give you your next instruction as you all but jumped onto his belt, eagerly undoing it and pulling down his zipper, reaching into his underwear to reveal his already ragingly hard cock.

The Slytherin hissed as you were quick to toss him off, noting the precum already lubing him up before inching yourself closer. Opening your mouth wide, your tongue stuck out, licking his tip, savouring in the salty goodness before taking him deeper.

This was his favourite sight, seeing his cock disappearing between your lips, loving the way your eyes rolled back as it hit the back of your throat, the expert way in which you used your other two hands to squeeze the base and his balls. Especially when you moaned, the vibrations sending pleasuring waves through his member which is all where his spell idea came from, hoping to drive you so insane with lust that you were jumping on his cock.

Merlin, it worked well. Tilting his wand hand, your pleasure increased, the heat returning all over your body and you had to refrain from ripping your own clothes off, instead just focusing on pleasuring Draco, feeling your juices dribble from between your legs.

This was only doable for a few moments however as he only continued to increase the spells work, until you had to release the grip on his cock and start rubbing against your clit which was already overstimulated as it was and that seemed to be the magic touch to have you cuming again and again.

Your eyes were glazed over, thighs screaming from holding your position on your knees, pussy puffy and soaked to match the wet patch coating the floor, lips were also swollen from sucking Draco’s cock and he had to say, this was definitely his new favourite sight, you, completely cock-drunk.

He dropped his wand now, stopping all pleasure but the afterglow of so many orgasms was blissful, his hand now holding the back of your head, his balls tightening against his chin as you took him right to the back of your throat. A heartbeat later, his cum was coating your mouth, and you did well to swallow every drop, not wasting any of it.

Releasing his grip on the back of your head, he tucked his cock back away before dropping down onto his own knees, cradling your exhausted body against his. His long fingers gently stroked your cheek, giving you all the time you needed to recover before kissing you lightly on your temple and assisting you to your feet, knees impossibly unsteady.

“Better head back before people start wondering where you are” you nod, breathing him in for a moment, calming yourself before fixing your attire with the help of Draco who waved his wand, cleaning the patch on the floor and the sweat/juices over your legs, kissing you one last time before leaving first, checking the corridor was still empty.

[sliebman10]

Saturday Snippet

I just posted a Wolfstar one shot written in the style of a classic fairy tale. I got the idea from @mikaharuka , and it all came pouring out in the last few days. Special thanks to @tsunderewatermelon for the title ❤️.

(cw: mention of injury)

Snippet:

When he finally put the violin down, he saw Remus had awakened and was watching him with a soft expression in his eyes.

“You play beautifully, my lord.”

“Sirius,” Sirius reminded him. “How does your leg fare? Do you require a change in dressing?”

“Possibly. I do not know.” Sirius stood and opened the dressing. He took a fresh cloth and cleaned the wound again and closed it up with a fresh dressing. “How do you know how to do that? Aren’t you part of the Noble family?”

“Yes. But my father bid me join the army for a stint and I learned field medicine during that time,” Sirius said. “Are you truly here all alone?”

“Yes,” Remus replied quietly.

“Do…do you want me to stay with you?” Sirius asked, his inflection uncertain.

“Yes,” was the almost immediate reply. “Will anyone in your family miss you? I do not wish to create any trouble.”

“It is no trouble,” Sirius said. He caught sight of a mark on the inside of Remus’s left wrist. “May I?” Remus offered his wrist and Sirius turned it over. There, on Remus’s wrist was a black tattoo of the moon.

“Where did you get this mark?” Sirius asked.

“It’s the most peculiar thing,” Remus said. “It appeared on my wrist after we met. It waxes with the moon.”

Sirius looked at him, wide-eyed. He unbuttoned the cuff of his shirtsleeve and rolled it up. “I have one too.”

Read more here.

[celestialseawitch-ff]

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A little Supernatural/HP crossover for your reading pleasure:

“Alright,” Dean said as he stood back up. “Go on, I’ll be here when you’re done.”

Hermione nodded. She squeezed Harry’s hand once in comfort before slowly making her way to the bathroom on swollen and tender feet. The second the door closed, Harry was on his feet and both men were squaring off.

“What the hell is going on here?” Dean demanded in a low voice. “The truth.”

“None of your bloody business,” Harry hissed back just as quietly.

“Look, kid. You’re clearly in some kind of trouble. I’m not a fucking idiot. I don’t care if you think you’re some big macho man that can take care of himself, but that girl needs help. Are you going to be able to protect her too? Are you willing to?”

“I’ll protect Hermione with my life.”

The answer gave Dean pause. It wasn’t the reckless assertion of most kids saying what they think an adult wanted to hear. Harry sounded like he meant it -- like he already had put his life forward once before. It reminded Dean of the way Sam and he had always spoken about each other and his heart ached in response. 

“Then tell me what’s going on,” Dean insisted, his voice mellowing to a more sympathetic tone.

The softer tone did nothing for Harry. His lip curled and he sneered, “Oh, and I’m just supposed to trust you?”

“I could have left you on the side of that road,” Dean reasoned coldly. “I could have killed you between here and there. I’m the only person you got right now so how about you give me something?”

Harry stared at him for a long moment, his blood boiling within his veins. He’d never responded well to self imposed authority figures and Dean’s soldier-like voice and demeanour were grating on his nerves. 

“We’ll be gone in the morning.” 

[lexieqq2]

Ah, so I see either Jegulus can be happy or Wolfstar can be happy. But not usually both at the same time. Actually never both at the same time. Interestingly they can both be devestating and traumatic at the same time. What fun.

[draqo-pctter]

Pansy studied him carefully. "You need to figure out what you are and aren't willing to risk."

"And how do I do that?" he asked. Pansy shrugged and stood up.

"Look at it this way," she said. "There are a million men who would kill for your position. Forget the magazine, your wealth, and whatever trauma you're unwilling to work through. You have Hermione's love. And I know that it hurts her to be away from you. Instead of worrying about what he has that you don't, worry about why you aren't giving what she deserves."

chapter twenty: the prince’s only love

dramione au | rated m | chapter 20/22

[dramionedaydream]

Multi-chapter "Call Me Psyche" Dramione Mistaken Identity/Marriage Story is Complete

by diamonddaydream

Summary: Draco Malfoy leaves home every night while Death Eaters, werewolves, and snakes overrun his house. He ends up in the middle of nowhere with a woman who won't show her face. He calls her Psyche and though she's heartbroken over someone else, and keeping an immense secret, he doesn't care as long as they're together. Deathly Hallows retold as a Dramione story. HEA.

Read of ao3 or ffn

[sugareey-makes-stuff]

Hey Krissy! For the ask game, how about numbers 1 and 3 or 4 from your Where do we go from here? series, please? (which I love to bits) You can do for all of the fics in it or one/some or overall,, anything you like ❣️ Thank you

Hi CBG! Oh gods, I've been meaning to answer this for a while, so now is better than never! I'm glad you're enjoying these little one shots for this whole arc (which will have something added to it later this year since I have 1-2 one shots in progress already). 1: What inspired you to write the fic this way? Where do I even start? You know, when I wanted to get back into writing again in 2020, I need something to motivate me so I thought I’d pick up a prompt table from rarepair_shorts to do that. I had already been drawing Perciver for a while, and I had binge-read everything that existed. But I wanted more content with missing moments and scenes from Percy’s PoV and Oliver’s PoV that loosely followed canon. So, I decided to go make that myself, I guess? I have no chill and I'm self-indulgent. 😂 Rather than writing a bunch of random one shots, I adapted the prompt table as my foundation to make a world where Percy and Oliver are best friends, go through the ups and downs of growing up, break apart and then reunite. Because those are all normal things that happen in life. And they're human. When I was outlining how each prompt would inspire something for a fic, I ended up with a really big doc that became my blueprints for this series. I also decided to say screw it with the "rules," and I've written what I have so far out of order and I've been updating that way too. A lot of my writing ends up being influenced by what I can provide at a given moment, and sometimes, chronological order doesn't always work (and can hinder the creative juices). When I finally posted up Little did I know in May 2021 (because yeah, it took a year to finish, edit and have the bravery to post something I wrote after not having done that in a looonggg time), I had low expectations. And I knew there wasn't nearly as much traction for rare pairs as there are for common ships. But I'm grateful I wrote something for myself, and I'm still proud of how it came out. LOL, little did I know that people would eat that story right up and want more. The rest is history. 😉 3: What’s your favorite line of narration? From Love me like that:

But there was something about the way Percy pronounced and stressed syllables so smoothly in Gàidhlig that made his blood run hot.

I adore this line because the fact that Percy knows how to speak Scottish Gaelic, and that Oliver likes that a lot gives me all the feels (and being able to incorporate Gaelic in this fic put some of my knowledge to good use!). 4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue? From There's a guiding light, this is more of a dialogue excerpt:

“You’re already an expert though,” Percy stated, lips quirking up as the husky nuzzled his fingers before taking off. “Only because I know what to focus on now,” Oliver admitted, an unexpected flush colouring his cheeks. “Your turn.”

This right here, just shows how much Oliver cares (and loves) Percy. As a friend, and human being, and this is what I appreciate about these two. 💖 Thanks for the asks! ___ Have more fan fic q's? Feel free to ask away!

[bradfordchens]

you are mine again

fandom: harry potter pairing: molly/arthur weasley (+ the boys) rating: K summary: Arthur finds her looking in on the twins.

All the boys are sleeping soundly, and he drops his hand to his wife’s waist lightly, not wanting to startle her. But Molly barely stirs, eyes trained on the sleeping children in their beds, red hair poking out under the covers. He can feel the tension under her muscles, and Arthur drops a kiss to the round of her shoulder through the fabric of her dress.

notes:  I did not have "fall back into the Harry Potter hole" in my 2023 bingo card, but here I am. I've also adored the Weasley's, so I wanted to write a little glimpse into their post-First Wizarding War life. I'll probably return to this era quite a lot. Title is from Mine Again by Zach Bryan. Let me know what you think! I hope you enjoy :)

[heyybeach]

Growing up is actually just enjoying the exact same things you enjoyed at 14 years old, but in a more gay way

[my-castles-crumbling]

Sirius Black proposing to Remus Lupin, because he would never do it himself- he has too much self-hatred and self-doubt.

Sirius Black getting down on one knee and asking if, maybe, Remus would be willing to love him for the rest of their lives, because he was absolutely sure that he would love Remus for the rest of his.

Remus Lupin tearing up and muttering in thrilled disbelief, “Are you serious?” Because he’s so happy and excited and he’s not thinking straight.

Sirius Black grinning tearfully and saying, “Yes, I’m Sirius. Sirius Lupin, hopefully.”

And Remus just fucking sobbing.

[starzioo]

i biblically need this man.

[acciostories]

Story Update: Time and Time Again, Chapter 38 - Library Visits

Story Update: Time and Time Again, Chapter 38 - Library Visits

There’s a new chapter for my fanfiction Time and Time Again. Check it out!

Story Synopsis:

During the battle at the Department of Mysteries, Hermione is knocked unconscious. When her old DADA professor wakes her up, and tells her to run, she takes off and goes through an unfamiliar door. Little did Hermione know, the door she goes through sends her 20 years into the past. Eventually RL/HG.

Rating: T

Links:

Time and Time Again (AO3 link)

Chapter 38 (AO3 link)

Chapter Peek:

They were only a few corridors away from the entrance to the Common Room when Remus stopped her.

“Oh, before I forget—” said Remus. He reached into the inside pocket of his robes and took out her textbook, holding it out for her. Hermione had nearly forgotten about it again with all the excitement.

“Thank you, Remus,” said Hermione, taking hold of one end. Remus didn’t let go immediately, and for a moment they were both joined by it and Hermione wondered if the slight tension in the air was just a figment of her imagination.

They were each still holding onto end of the book when there was the sound of a small crash. It came from the broom cupboard nearest to them and Hermione and Remus both jumped apart. Her newly rescued book hit the ground with a second loud ‘thump!’ of the night.

[sliebman10]

🌿how does creating make you feel?

🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing

💥find your least kudos'd fic - say something wonderful about it.

🎙️which one of your fics would you like someone to make a pod-fic of?

💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!

Hi! Have fun!

🌿how does creating make you feel?

Creating just makes me happy. I feel pent up and stressed when I'm not able to write or craft.

🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing

(If I have to, so do you XD)

My writing has definitely improved since my earlier fics. I write dialogue well.

💥find your least kudos'd fic - say something wonderful about it.

It would appear that my Femslash February Drabble Collection has the fewest kudos. I really enjoyed exploring Parvati/Lavender in this collection and developing their characters in my head.

🎙️which one of your fics would you like someone to make a pod-fic of?

Ooooh. Hard to say since @burningaurora has been spoiling me with podfics <3. Maybe Trade Secrets.

💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!

I've been brainstorming ideas for my bingo card and this is one I came up with yesterday:

Professional Athlete AU - Muggle AU. The Marauders are in trouble. They used to be a World Series contender, but in recent years they’ve lost several talented players to other teams. But they have a small group of dedicated players. However, the owners decide they need to bring in a hot shot hitter to attract more attention. Enter Sirius Black, home run leader for the past two years. James Potter, starting pitcher, went to college with him, but the rest of the team is skeptical about his desire to be part of the team, instead of being out for himself. However, he beings to connect with them, especially Remus Lupin, the team’s stalwart catcher. 

[celestialseawitch-ff]

Stealing Magic

🌟 Happy Hanukkah! 🌟

Rating: T Characters: Hermione Granger/Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Neville Longbottom (one-sided), Hermione Granger & Sirius Black, Hermione Granger & the Potter family Summary: "Two hands touched her shoulders. Hermione’s head shot up with a gasp. Her eyes widened at the sight of the Triple Goddess before her.

“It is time for your magic to be returned home and for justice to be met.”

Hermione eyed the goddess warily."

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Hermione Granger has gotten sick at school every year since she began attending Hogwarts. Her final year is no different, except for the drama surrounding people finding their magical matches, Hermione entertaining a marriage contract with her long-time boyfriend, Neville Longbottom, but most importantly of all -- Harry isn't talking to her anymore. Surely, things couldn't get more complicated?

A story in three parts. Link: Ao3

[professor-scribbls]

It’s Remus! I think we all knew it would only be a certain amount of time before I added Remus’ design to this AU since he has already been introduced in the fic lol, I did hide some little secrets in the drawing for the ppl who feel like theorising to theorise of lol. Stay tuned for chapter 3 being posted soon!!!