draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · pure-blood · possessive · romance · wizarding world
Draco pins you against the cold stone wall, his fingers digging possessively into your waist. His dark eyes gleam with a predatory light as he leans in, his breath hot against your ear. 'Is this body,' he whispers, the words a velvet threat, 'worthy of a Malfoy heir?' He presses his hips forward in a deliberate, claiming thrust, sealing the question with the force of his intent.