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⋆ ★Under The Table⋆ ★D.M⋆ ★


Warnings : smut
Other blog : @kqyslyho3 (sturniolos)
Summary : She gives him a blowjob under the table while he works.
Draco Malfoy sat at his desk, lost in a pile of paperwork. The sun had already set, and the room was lit by the soft glow of candles. He rubbed his tired eyes, trying to focus on the documents in front of him. But his mind kept wandering to his beautiful girlfriend, Y/N, who was waiting for him in the bedroom.
As if on cue, he heard her light footsteps approaching the office. He straightened up, trying to appear as if he was diligently working, but his heart began to race with anticipation. Y/N knew exactly how to distract him, and she had a way of making even the most mundane tasks seem exciting.
He heard her knock on the door before poking her head in, a mischievous grin on her face. Draco couldn't help but smile back, his fatigue instantly melting away at the sight of her. She sauntered over to his desk, her hips swaying seductively with each step.
'Hey there,' she purred, leaning over his desk to give him a peck on the lips.
Draco groaned as he leaned in for a deeper kiss, craving her touch. But Y/N pulled back, a teasing glint in her eye.
'Can I help you with something, love?' Draco asked, already knowing what she was after.
Y/N simply smirked before sliding under the desk, disappearing from his view. He could feel her hands roam up his legs, her touch sending a shiver down his spine. He let out a small gasp as she pressed her lips against his thigh, slowly trailing her tongue up towards his growing arousal.
Draco tried to concentrate on his work, but his mind was consumed with the sensations her mouth was creating. He let out a low moan as she began to suck, her lips wrapped tightly around him. He gripped the edge of his desk, trying to hold back his pleasure as she moved her tongue in tantalizing patterns.
She could feel him growing harder with each passing second, and she couldn't resist the urge to take him deeper into her mouth. Draco's breath caught in his throat as she took him all the way in, the feeling of her warm, wet mouth driving him wild.
But Y/N wasn't satisfied yet. She wanted to see him completely undone, so she pulled back, her lips making a popping sound as they released him. Draco let out a frustrated groan, but Y/N quickly silenced him with another deep kiss.
He could feel her hand unbuttoning his trousers, her fingers brushing against his throbbing length. He was desperate for release, but Y/N was taking her time, reveling in the power she held over him. She began to stroke him slowly, her grip getting tighter with each stroke.
Draco couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust his hips upwards, wanting to feel her touch him even more. Y/N took it as a sign to pick up the pace, her hand moving faster as she sucked on his neck, leaving marks in her wake.
Their breathing became ragged, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as Y/N continued to pleasure him. He could feel his climax building, and he knew he was getting close. He reached down to grab her hair, wanting to guide her pace as he drew closer to his release.
But she pulled away, denying him his satisfaction. He let out a groan of frustration, but Y/N had another idea. She climbed onto his lap, straddling him as she positioned herself above him.
Their eyes met, and Draco could see the desire burning in her gaze. Without a word, she lowered herself onto him, both of them letting out a moan of pleasure as she began to move.
They moved in perfect rhythm, their bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces. Y/N's moans grew louder with each thrust, and Draco couldn't help but lose himself in the sensations she was creating.
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer as they moved together. The pleasure was overwhelming, and Draco knew he couldn't hold on much longer. He let out a low growl as he felt himself reaching his climax, his body tensing as he released with a wave of pure bliss.
Y/N rode out her own release, her body quivering with pleasure as she collapsed onto Draco's chest. They lay there, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
Draco couldn't help but smile as he looked at the disheveled creature in his lap. Y/N had a satisfied grin on her face, her hair messy and her cheeks flushed. Despite the long day of work, he couldn't imagine a better way to end it than with her in his arms.
He pulled her closer, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. 'I love you,' he whispered.
Y/N smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling. 'I love you too,' she replied, snuggling into his embrace.
─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ─── D.M ─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ───
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Friendly reminder that this blog is pro-choice and if you don’t think everyone should have full control of their own body, then kindly unfollow me right now and go to hell
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“Between the ages of 10 and 12, I had a really terrible crush on Tom Felton. We love a bad guy, and he was a few years older and had a skateboard. And that just did it, really. He used to do tricks on it. He was so cool.” | HARRY POTTER: RETURN TO HOGWARTS
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Harry Potter 20th Anniversary: Return to Hogwarts 2022
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Tears - Sirius Black Prompt
Request - Anonymous asked: Hello! I love your writing! Could you do a ‘you don’t have to hide your tears from me’? With Sirius after he runs away?
Warnings: angsty; mentions of abuse
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Tears
After tossing and turning around her bed for what felt like hours, (Y/N) decided to get out and make herself a cup of tea. She wasn’t sure why she couldn’t fall asleep, but she knew something was wrong. Aside from the storm outside, there was a little voice inside her head that told her to stay awake. And so she did. After making her tea, she went to the living room and light up a fire. She snuggled on the sofa with her blanket and her book as her brother and her parents were soundly asleep. And then, it happened. She heard a loud noise coming from her kitchen and she stood up, wand in hand, running to see what was going on.
“Sirius?” she asked looking at the boy in the middle of her kitchen. Sirius turned around and locked eyes with her.
“(Y/N)” he said before collapsing on the floor.
“SIRIUS!” she screamed, running towards him and trying to help him up. “Sirius, what happened? I’m going to get my parents-”
“No, don’t leave” he said, pulling her arm towards him.
“I won’t” she promised before yelling at her brother. “JAMES!”
“N-no, don’t wake them up, love” Sirius insisted.
“Sirius, you are bleeding” she said looking down at his arm.
“Is nothing-”
“Is not nothing!” she complained. “JAMES! MUM! DAD!”
“What the bloody hell, (Y/N)? Is the middle of the fucking night-” James complained, entering the kitchen, but he stopped when he saw the scene in front of him. “Pads?”
“Go get mum and dad-”
“What happened-?”
“JAMES! Go get mum and dad!” she insisted. James nodded and quickly left the room to find their parents.
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LOVVVVVVVEE
dating a socially awkward reader
summary: as the title suggests haha
pairing: sirius black x gn!reader
fandom: harry potter
warnings: none
a/n: extremely late, i apologise. wanted a break from my socials for a while.

In the beginning, conversations were short and quick to end. Mostly because; both of you were new to the relationship and didn't know what to say.
Sirius would always try his best to talk about silly things to keep the flow. Like how he and James secretly went to the kitchens at night and almost got caught by Flinch.
You’d keep quiet most of the time other than laughing a bit, shaking your head or telling how your day went and giving short answers to Sirius’ questions. There were times when you wanted to give a witty remark but would miss the chance- once, twice, thrice and many times.
Of course, our lovely Mr Black noticed that- so he decided something called; MISSION: LOOSEN UP YOUR DATE.
Yea. Not good at giving titles.
He got some tips to make you relaxed and freer to talk from his fRiEnDs.
James: Lily loves tickle fights. Why don’t you try that?
Remus: Terrible idea! Just cuddle up in the common room.
Peter: That sucks too, PDA is bad for single people!
Sirius: Can I please get actual.help.and.tips…………..!!!????
Nevertheless, after some time, you became comfortable with Sirius and opened up to the point you were also telling dumb jokes. The best part? Sirius would actually laugh at it.
You: so, is your fridge running?
Sirius: What???
You: Just answer the question. Is it running or not?
Sirius: Yep.
You: Then you better catch it ;)
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He almost fell off the seat from the stupidity of the joke, rip his back.
MOVING ON (this isn’t inspired from my personal experience hahaha- umm)
Gradually, the two of you started going on double dates with Lily and James! Or go shopping in Hogsmeade with everyone.
It was a blast.
Sirius loved seeing your happy expressions, the way your eyes crinkled at the edges and your lips curling up ahhh- lost of moments where he forgot how to breathe.
Anyways, regardless of how you are; shy, introverted, awkward, outgoing or hot-tempered- Sirius would love bits and pieces of you to heaven and beyond.
Extra:
James: They keep staring at each other
Lily: How cute
Peter and Remus: Please keep your PDA to a minimum

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I LOVE THISSSSSSS
Date - George Weasley
Request: Can you do a George Weasley imagine where George keeps asking u out but u always say no but Then George starts TALKING to this other girl so u get jealous and snog George in front of everyone
George Weasley, your best friend in the entire world, had officially become the person you wanted to kill. He had begun asking you on dates almost daily. You mostly brushed it off, but it was starting to get repetitive and annoying.
“You. Me. The Yule Ball. What do you say?” George asks you on your way to potions class. “George for the 18th time I am not going on a date with you,” you say, walking away from the stubborn redhead. “Listen, I’m a real party and I feel like-” George begins. You turn to him and place your hand over his mouth. “Listen, this has been fun but I’m really not looking for a boyfriend, so please stop.”
Thankfully, George accepted your wishes. For two whole weeks you studied without the added burden of George asking you out. Today you were sitting in the Great Hall eating breakfast with Fred and Lee. You sat across from the two boys and drowsily ate your toast. “So where’s George?” Lee asked. Both you and Fred gave a simple shrug before returning to your breakfast.
“Aren’t you two useless,” Lee states, looking around the Great Hall. “There he is. He’s talking to some Ravenclaw girl.” You turn around to find him intently chatting with a very pretty girl. She wrapped her fingers through her hair and laughed at something George had said. Your jaw dropped slightly before you composed yourself. “Excuse me, boys.”
Two pairs of eyes followed you as you made your way over to George. He only noticed you once you were right in front of him. “Oh, hi-” You once again cut off the boy. You placed your hands on either side of his face, pulling his face to yours. Your lips locked and everything around you faded, leaving you and George alone.
“Took you long enough!” Lee yelled from across the hall. You pulled away from George and smiled at the two boys before returning your attention to George. “What was that for?” he asked with a small laugh. “Well, let’s just say, I accept your invitation.”
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Christmas - George Weasley
Request: George Weasley x Reader where they’re celebrating Christmas but George still is depressed over losing Fred?
You woke up to an empty bed. You sat up and pushed the heavy blankets off of you. You were staying with the Weasley’s and your bedroom was freezing. “George?” you called, You walked downstairs to find George, a blank stare on his face. You sat down beside him, gently taking his hand in yours. “Merry Christmas, love.” George turns to you and smiles. “Merry Christmas.” His eyes are red, and your heart hurts looking at him hurting. You wrap your arm around him. “I promise it will get better. He wants you to be happy.” A tear rolls down his cheek and you gently wipe it away before kissing it’s track.
“He loved Christmas. It was his second favorite, behind April Fools, of course.” You laughed. “He never pranked anyone on Christmas. I was always scared when I spent it here, but he was always kind.” George smiled. “It was his one day he would never pull a joke. He swore it off.” “See? He wouldn’t want you to be sad on his favorite day.” George drew in a deep breath and leaned into your chest. “I know.” George kissed your hand. “I love you.” “I love you too, and so does Fred.”
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Can you do prompts 2,7, 26 and 27 for George Weasley??
Take My Hand (George Weasley)
2 – slow dancing together, 7 – going together as friends and leaving as something more, 26 – “just take my hand”, 27 – “stop flirting with me, it wont work”
Going to the Yule Ball with your best friend, George Weasley, wasn’t how you expected to spend your evening. Now, as you sit next to the lively redhead, you were glad to have his company.
He had been squirming in his chair for the last ten minutes, chattering absentmindedly as he bounced his foot to the upbeat tune that filled the air. After a moment, the music changed to a slower, more intimate song. Slowly, couples began filling the open space that was reserved for dancing. You glanced longingly at the groups of your classmates, wishing that you had someone to twirl you around the Great Hall as well.
George looked over at you with a mischievous grin before standing and offering his outstretched hand towards you. “Would you like to dance, darling?”
You rolled your eyes playfully, assuming that he was joking. “Stop flirting with me, George. I know you too well; it won’t work.”
He scoffed lightly and held his other hand over his heart, trying his hardest to seem offended.
“It’s no joke. I want to dance with you. Wanna give you the magical evening you deserve.”
You glanced skeptically at his open palm before your gaze met his again. You were frozen in your place as you debated whether he was being genuine. George saw your hesitance and spoke in a quiet and serious voice: “Just take my hand.”
Deciding to take the chance, you placed your hand in his and let him pull you onto the dance floor. His hands found your waist and you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. His movements were slightly jolting and his feet tangled with yours in a clumsy manner, but neither of you seemed to notice.
You spent the rest of the night giggling and spinning around the room with your best friend. You couldn’t think of any other person that you would’ve rather danced with, and you couldn’t help but hope that George felt the same.
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There is no shame in what you are feeling, Harry. On the contrary… the fact that you can feel pain like this is your greatest strength.
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Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004) dir. Alfonso Cuarón
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“You told me you’d figured the egg out weeks ago. The task is two days from now.” HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE (2005) dir. Mike Newell
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This has broken my heart. Such a beautiful soul. Forever and always our Aunt Polly. We will love and miss you.




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Absolutely heartbroken.
My deepest sympathies to her family, friends & costars.
You will be missed greatly.
Rest in peace Helen McCrory.
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