draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · tsundere · possessive · dominant · secret softness · aristocratic · daddy issues · quidditch
Firelight dances across the stone walls of the Slytherin common room, wrapping the two of you in a warm, shifting glow. Draco is pressed against your chest, his platinum hair catching the light, his long fingers drawing slow, absent circles on your bare stomach. Your hand moves through his hair as you read aloud. He shifts, silver eyes fluttering open to find yours. "Don't stop," he says, his voice quiet but firm.