Draco's eyes twinkled with possibilities when he mentioned having the rest of the day here. Technically, he wasn't wrong. Only about an hour had passed since you left Potions, and no one had seen either of you. Who would really question it if you weren't around? Your friends, probably, but you knew you could find an excuse.

Or just tell them the truth.

Ginny and Dean already knew that something was happening between you and Draco. They just didn't know exactly what.

This was one of your biggest weaknesses in the present. You kept everyone at arm's length to protect yourself. Draco with your parents, and your friends with Draco.

You needed to start being more honest, but it made your skin turn to stone thinking about it.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked.

"Oh, yeah, I just kind of got lost in thought."

"All good, I hope?"

You sighed. It was exhausting to continuously weave and bend to protect your heart. But you couldn't stop thinking of the even heavier exhaustion that would come if you left it unguarded.

"Of course," you lied. The chaos that was brewing in your mind was not good. Not wanting to let it paralyze you, you boosted yourself up a bit and propped your head up with your elbow as support.

You tapped your index finger against your cheekbone in thought.

"What's on your mind?" asked Draco.

"I just don't think it's fair."

He shot you a puzzled look. "What's not fair?"

You paused for a moment before going on. You wondered if it was worth trying, and if you would be faster than him.

Slyly, you reached behind you and under your pillow for your wand. Draco seemed none the wiser.

Your silence seemed to make Draco nervous. At this point, he was sitting upright and peering down at you.

"What's not fair?" he repeated. His tone grew worrisome.

"I just don't think it's fair that you get to have all the fun."

"Wha-"

"Incarcerous!" You had quickly whipped your wand from behind, pointing it at his wrists. A small rope had bound and secured them together just as you had hoped.

A smile stretched widely across your face while Draco's hung in disbelief.

"I didn't actually think that would work," you confessed with pride.

"What are you doing?" growled Draco. On the surface, he seemed annoyed, but deeper down, you could tell he was intrigued.

"I said, I just don't think it's fair that you get to have all the fun," you said again with more gusto.

"When I get out of these, you are going to get it."

"Aw, cute. When? Who said I'm letting you out? Especially not with that attitude," you taunted.

Draco's eyes grew wild with excitement and lust. He licked his lips and took a sharp breath in. "You tricky little minx."

Without saying anything, you hopped off the bed and took off your vest and then your tie. You slowly started to unbutton your dress shirt, never breaking eye contact with Draco. You let it fall to the floor, and then you walked back over to the bed. You placed your hands on the edge of the bed and leaned forward, letting your breasts spill out of your bra a little.

"Enjoying the show?"

Draco scoffed to hide his lust. "What was it that you told me before? You're going to have to try harder than that."

He was trying his hardest not to break. Up until now, he was always the dominant one. It was always you that had to endure the teasing, the edging, and the complete handover of the reins. You wanted to see him squirm this time.

Still in the same position, you took your right hand behind your back and unsnapped your bra.

Using both hands now, you slid your bra down your arms and tossed it across the room. You stood back up for him to get the full effect.

You could see Draco's cock starting to bulge in his pants. It was working.

You pulled your skirt down to your ankles and nudged it off to the side. Now, you were fully exposed.

Draco took his hands up to the collar of his shirt and tugged on it. He was finally moving into the position you wanted him in. You wanted to up the ante.

"Someone looks aroused. Does daddy want to stroke his cock right now?"

Averting your eyes, Draco mumbled, "Yes."

"Sorry, I didn't quite catch that. Could you speak up?"

Louder this time, but through gritted teeth, Draco repeated his answer.

"That's too bad. Because I think that I deserve to cum one more time before you do."

You took a step back to ensure he had full view of you. One hand grasped your breast, and you started to play with your nipple. Pinching, pulling, and rubbing in every direction. Your other hand slithered down your body until you reached your still wet pussy.

Draco's eyes watched every movement scrupulously.

You slid your fingers over your cum and began to glide over your clit. Your pace was meticulous and slow, still quite sensitive from your orgasm. Your breath slowly began to quicken, and you made sure Draco heard every bit of it.

Draco let out an exasperated huff, and he began to clumsily unbutton his pants.

You stopped pleasuring yourself and climbed right back into bed. When you did, you grabbed his hands, pinned them above his head, and threw your leg over his waist to sit on top of him.

"What was it that you told me before? We're doing this on my time." You loved the way both of you toyed with each others words. Always remembering them and volleying them back.

Draco's tongue ran across his top row of teeth. Everything in you wanted to give in and give him control back. You loved the way you were so utterly and completely defenseless, but also so safe. Amidst all of his power, he always ensured your complete willingness, enthusiasm, and safety.

But today felt different. Maybe it was just you trying to let go of your unyielding pain, but you just wanted things to be something other than what they were.

You took one hand and finished unbuttoning his pants. You situated yourself between his legs as you pulled down his pants and briefs. As you did, his cock flung upwards. You eyed it with greed, but you weren't going to give him what he wanted yet.

You worked your way back up his body and started to unbutton his shirt. It wasn't going to be able to come completely off without releasing his wrists, and that was something you did not want to risk. You knew that Draco was cunning, and he was probably already inventing the thousand and one things he was going to do to you when this was all over. That thought alone made your pussy throb.

So, you left his shirt on but open.

In the moment, you realized that you didn't know of any of his weak spots. This seemed the perfect time to explore.

You returned back to straddling him. First you started by kissing his neck, and then you trailed up to his ear. You nibbled on it softly, and a low grunt escaped his lips.

You smiled to yourself as you remembered the first time Draco's lips were this close to your ear. You moved your body back upright to look him in the eyes. As you did so, you drove your hips backwards, and his cock slid underneath your drenched folds.

Draco's head snapped back as he licked his lips.

"I bet you want to be deep, deep inside of me right now."

Draco held firm and said nothing.

"Rocking in and out of my warm, tight, soaked pussy. Pumping faster and harder while your hands dig into my hips."

Draco began to melt into a pool of carnality. The growls and moans that he produced were near animal like. He was squirming so much mentally and physically.

Taking your right hand, you reached behind you and grabbed the base of his dick. You lifted yourself up a bit, positioned yourself correctly, and slowly sat back down. You pushed down deep enough so that his full length engulfed you.

A desperate and low moan wriggled free from Draco's mouth.

You kept toying with him. Each movement up and down was like molasses. You knew the very thing that he wanted was to tear into your pussy, and you wouldn't let him have it yet.

His longing turned urgent as he tried to thrust his hips upward and take back the control. When he did this, you promptly slid off completely. A defeated Draco let out a small whine.

"It doesn't feel so good to be edged on and then stopped, does it?" you asked.

Draco's chest raised and lowered with ferocity. He was holding onto the tiniest slivers of restraint.

"Tell me what you want, baby," you cooed.

As he was mustering up the words he wanted to speak, you dragged your fingernails down his chest and stomach. This caused his hips to launch upwards.

"Fuck me," he whispered.

"Once more."

Draco swallowed before tilting his head back.

"I said, fuck me." He finally looked you in the eyes. "I want you to fuck me. I want you to ride my cock like it's yours." His voice was gravelly and breathy.

You leaned down to be closer to his face. "That's because it is."

You repositioned yourself, and he slid back inside of you with ease. You thought you were slick before, but that was nothing compared to now. Using the strength and support of your knees, you bounced up and down with vigor.

You angled yourself downwards and went in for a fervent kiss. As you did, you slowed down your pace. You wanted to drink in all of him. Your tongues slopped around inside and outside of your mouths. It was sloppy and greedy. Your craving to feel his hands all over you intensified, and you found yourself breaking free from it to grab your wand.

You pointed your wand at his hands and chanted, "Relashio."

The ropes dematerialized, and the passion in Draco's eyes deepened. You tossed your wand to the side, and Draco grabbed your face with urgency. He pulled you down into him like a siren plunging her victims. Between kisses, you both searched for any moment to come up for air.

His hands crept around to the back of your head, and he snagged a fistful of hair. He tugged on it, and the force caused your head to pull back.

Using mainly his legs, Draco rolled the both of you over until you were in opposite positions.

Draco immediately took his cock and rammed it into you. The initial pressure released a moan from you.

Before continuing, Draco had one more thing to say.

"Not bad, darling. But let me show you how it's done."

You hadn't even had a chance to process what he just told you before his hand was at your throat. His thumb and other four fingers pressed into the sides of your neck. With his free hand, he took your leg and lifted it to rest against his shoulder. He leaned closer to you, really stretching that leg backwards and pushing deeper into you.

A rush was swarming to your head, and it was like the wind was knocked out of you. But the rising tension between your legs balanced it out. There were so many sensations flowing through your body, but it all culminated at your pussy.

Your face began to grow warm. You were at a loss for words at these new found sensations. Everything felt intensified. Just when you thought it couldn't get any better, Draco took his free thumb and began to stroke your clit.

Rapid and repeated moans melded together, and this time, you were the one making near animal noises.

Draco's momentum grew faster, and his pressure on your neck grew harder. Your entire body felt simultaneously heavier than stone and light as a dove.

"I'm going to cum, baby," Draco grunted.

"Cum for me," you said breathlessly. Ecstasy ripped through you and coiled around your flesh.

Draco pumped harder into you, and you felt him unload and soften his grip around your throat.

He stayed inside of you momentarily, and he wrapped his arms around the leg still braced against his shoulder. While trying to catch his breath, he dotted your calf with a few delicate kisses.

When he pulled out, he sunk into the bed next to you. You were still riding the exhilarating high that was just produced. You had never been that domineering before. To be honest, you really enjoyed the chance to watch Draco squirm. It seems he enjoyed it too.

"So, where the bloody hell did all that energy come from? Never would have guessed that side of you."

You shrugged your shoulders. "I don't know. I just wanted to try something new, and I went with my gut."

"Mmm," was all Draco managed to produce.

Anxiety pounded at your chest.

"I'm sorry, I ruined it, didn't I? You didn't like it..."

"No, no. Not at all. I loved it."

"I'm glad you liked it."

"You're a cheeky little bugger. Can't believe you pulled a fast one on me."

"I was quite proud of that actually."

Draco started to chuckle, and you let out a heap of giggles. When the laughter subsided, you both looked at each other deeply.

"Feeling any better?" inquired Draco sincerely.

Truthfully, you were. But that didn't stop the dam from breaking and all your heartache flooding your mind. You knew, however, that you just had to take it a day at a time.

"Yes," you answered honestly.

"Good," whispered Draco as he leaned in and kissed your forehead.

"You make me feel safe, Draco," you confessed.

Conflict waged war across Draco's face. Something tumultuous was stewing in his brain, and you worried he was considering abandoning you again.

An eternity of silence seemed to pass, and all Draco muttered was, "Come here," as he opened his arms for you to snuggle into.

His silence and reluctance to address your statement incapacitated you.