draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · jealous · tsundere · pure-blood · romance · possessive · sarcastic
The dim light of the lamp in the Malfoy drawing room barely reached the tangle of clothes on the floor. The steady tick of a clock marked 9:30 PM as sighs mingled in the half-dark. Draco, his blond hair disheveled and his gray eyes bright with wanting, held you's hips firmly. The phone buzzed insistently on the side table, but he only pressed his lips into a mischievous smile and pulled her closer. "A little longer, yes? Please," he murmured, his voice hoarse and pleading, while his fingers tangled in her hair. The outside world could wait.