L'amour Detruit *COMPLETE*

Draco remained in a foul mood for the rest of the afternoon. He decided to skip dinner and stay in the common room to complete his Divination essay. It wasn’t until late in the evening when Pansy Parkinson entered the room. “Where were you? I’ve been looking everywhere. Why didn’t you come to the Great Hall for dinner?”

Malfoy glanced at her, irritated. “I wasn’t hungry,” he answered coldly, “now if you will leave me alone, I am quite busy.”

But Pansy did not seem to listen. Instead she sat down beside him. “What’s wrong? Why have you been so cranky lately?” she persisted.

Draco gritted his teeth. Her voice was driving him mad. She always sounded so bloody oblivious and stubborn. It was the most irritating sound. Draco inched himself away from her, as he responded, “this isn’t working out. Please leave…”

But he was forced to trail off, as Pansy moved closer to him, her hands trailing his body. Suddenly her lips were upon his.
Draco had no intent of accepting this kiss, but nonetheless he found her tongue guide itself into his mouth. Absent-mindedly he caressed it with his own, deciding to dismiss his grudge against her. Draco slipped his hands under her blouse and ran his fingers over her chest. He massaged her breasts quite roughly, and gave them a hard squeeze which made her squirm. Smirking, he let go and broke apart from her kiss.

Pansy momentarily looked confused, until Malfoy threw his books onto the floor and unzipped his trousers. Pulling out his exceptionally large organ, he forced the girl onto her knees and thrust it into her mouth. Pansy took his cock immediately and began sucking.

Draco closed his eyes, allowing the pleasure to devour his senses. This was exactly what he needed to get his mind off things. Lucky for him, this girl was experienced in such matters and could comfort him anytime he found himself craving it. He moaned softly, enjoying the well-practiced tongue savoring his cock. Draco grabbed her hair and yanked it. If Pansy was in pain, she did not show it as she obediently continued sucking. Her tongue slowly ran up and down his penis, making Draco melt with overwhelming pleasure.
He continued his hard thrusts into her mouth, increasing his pace with each thrust, eagerly awaiting the peak of this act. He felt himself go numb, until he finally had enough. Malfoy’s juices emptied into her mouth as a sea of overpowering pleasure washed over him. He lay drained for a moment, savoring this ecstasy, before he stood up and fastened his breeches. “Thanks for that. Just what I needed,” he smirked.

He could tell Pansy was enraged by this. “What? That’s it?!”

“You’re lucky just to have the opportunity to suck off a Malfoy,” he sneered. “Don’t complain, babe.”

“But - aren’t you going to fuck me?”

“Perhaps another time. It’s getting late,” Draco casually replied as he gathered up his belongings.

As Pansy looked devastated, Draco bent down and gently kissed her. “Next Hogsmede weekend, I’ll take you shopping for new dress robes for the ball. Just us two.”

Her face brightened at this and she nodded. Draco kissed her again and gave her a sharp spank before disappearing into his chambers.
*
Later that night, Draco lay in his bed wide awake reviewing the incident. Why wouldn’t he fuck Pansy? Was her nervous?

No, of course not. He was a bloody Malfoy, and naturally well-endowed. So what if he was still a virgin? Sure, Pansy was known to be a promiscuous chick, but she was nothing Malfoy couldn’t handle. And any girl in her right mind would be begging to sleep with Draco Malfoy. The only reason he hadn’t already gotten laid was because he simply hadn’t found anyone prestigious enough. He couldn’t just give his virginity away to any random chick; he needed to pass on his seed to someone who was worthy of Malfoy blood.

But wasn’t Pansy good enough?

Draco slowly drifted off to sleep, with the stormy April winds bellowing ferociously outside his window.