"Secretary!" Draco called. "Come here please."
A busty girl in a skimpy top and a tight skirt strode in. "Yes, Mr. Malfoy?"
Draco frowned at her. "Miss Greengrass, I believe we've talked about proper office attire."
"You mean this isn't appropriate?" Astoria pouted. "I rather liked it."
"No, that is not appropriate," Draco snapped. "Do you know what Potter will say if he sees you? My reputation is on the line here!"
"Sorry," Astoria muttered, not sounding sorry at all. She swished her brunette ponytail over one shoulder. "So...what did you want, Mr. Malfoy?"
"Never mind that," Draco said. "Why won't you ever listen to what I have to say? I'm your boss, for fuck's sake!"
"Draco, calm down," Astoria said. "I won't wear anything this revealing again! Sheesh."
"No, Astoria." He got up, right in her face. "I will not calm down. You deserve to be punished."
She blanched at this. "Please don't cut my pay!" she begged. "I'll do anything!"
Typical, Draco though with a curled lip. Money, money, money. All they cared about is money. And yet...he could use that to his advantage.
"Anything?" he asked. "Will you really do anything?"
"Yes!" she cried. "Just don't fire me or—"
The rest of her words were cut off as he crushed his mouth to hers in a searing kiss. In that time, Draco stripped off her scrap of a shirt and his tie. Astoria broke away first, fire glinting madly in her brown eyes.
"Wow, Draco," she whispered. "I never knew you were this type of man."
"Well, now you do," he muttered back. "Show me your body, witch."
She obliged his words, letting her short skirt fall to the ground. There, she stood in front of him in her underwear—a sheer, see-through bra and tiny black panties. Draco pushed her against the wall and let her undo his buttons one by one, and pull his shirt over his head. His fingers found the clip that held together her bra and undid it. Astoria herself tore off her thong and was undoing his belt while he fingered and licked her succulent breasts.
"Oh, yes," she moaned. "Yes, Drake, yes!"
His trousers were gone, and the only thing that stood between her and him were his boxers. Wasting to time at all, Astoria pulled those off as well. Now they were both naked and ready.
As he thrust into her, it became clear that she was not a virgin. Her muscles clenched around his long, hard shaft, inviting him to come inside of her. He pulled out, then plunged in again. A scream of delight nearly shattered Draco's eardrums.
"Merlin's left testicle, woman!" Draco hissed. "Just go ahead and tell the world what we're doing, won't you?"
"Whoops," Astoria whispered.
Sure enough, pounding footsteps could already be heard throughout the office. Harry Potter burst in through the door first, followed by half of the Auror department.
Green eyes darted down to the naked Astoria, and then up to the naked Draco. "What the fuck—?"
"Mr. Potter!" Astoria gasped, throwing an arm around her breasts. "Please don't fire me! I'll do anything!"
Draco sighed and dropped back on the floor.