HP: In The Magical World As Draco Malfoy

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Appearances were important, even if we both knew the reality behind it. I patted my lap and moved a bit forward. She sat on legs, her own wrapped around my waist.

I wouldn't lie, I was tempted, with her pussy, burning with desire, just an inch away from my shaft.

It would be so easy to lift her butt, and slid inside her in one smooth motion. But I had a better plan for now. I leaned back and waited for her to start.

The wait wasn't long. One of her hands wrapped around my shaft almost instantly, moving up and down, while her other hand reached for her own slit.

Again, unacceptable, I thought and gently grabbed her wrist, and shook my head.

She looked at me in askance, but it was replaced with pleasure when she realized where my other hand was.

I started tracing the edges of her lips, each touch enhanced with the touch of the water.

Her second hand joined the first, sometimes grabbing the base, sometimes shifting to my balls.

The level of improvement she was showing was unbelievable, her earlier wooden movements were left to dust as her hands danced over my shaft.

There was still a lot that could be improved in terms of skill, of course, but her burning enthusiasm was enough for now.

Still, I was surprised when she slid closer, her slit pressing to the side of my shaft, riding the edge up and down.

The situation was already hard, so her push proved enough to destroy the barrier, and I dirtied the water white.

Of course, I wasn't alone on that. Noticing my impending orgasm, I quickened the movement of my fingers, bringing her over the cliff with me.

She started trembling as the climax hit her with the full force, and her arms wrapped around my torso to balance.

Always an opportunistic, I leaned forward and captured her lips. This time, there wasn't even a hint of struggle as my lips slowly teased hers, joining the dance with no hesitation.

Time passed, and my shaft returned back to life, but her only reaction was to wrap one hand around it and teasing lazily, the kiss stretching long.

Then, without an outside reason, she pulled back, her face filled with guilt.

She must have realized the exact position she had been in, after all, sharing a slow, sensual kiss in a bathtub didn't really fit the convenient narrative of blackmail.

"I need to go," she whispered in panic and jumped out of the tube. "See you in three days," I shouted behind her, enjoying the way her assets were tumbling as she dashed away.

Then, I started planning the details of the plan, as the next scene was going to be the conclusion of our little game…

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With Fleur gone, I had nothing else to do for the night, so I went back to the library, studying the books I had pilfered from the Black library, filled with an amazing range of spells and concepts, though most of them were quite freaky, they were nevertheless effective.

Satisfied thanks to the success of Fleur's plan, I decided not to bother with visiting Hermione tonight, though Narcissa was a different story.

With my business in the library done, I apparated directly to Narcissa's bedroom.

I was surprised to find her lying on her bed face down, her butt raised high for easy access, her fingers going in and out to attain release.

I didn't lose any time, of course. Dismissing my pants with a push, I was behind her before she could even start reacting, pushing my shaft balls-deep into her tunnel.

Her mouth, opened to say something, instead, let out a loud moan. I grabbed her hair and pressed her head on the pillow, muffling her moans, though they were loud even in their reduced state.

Most of the road already completed, her climax came unsurprisingly quick. But I didn't give her any time to gather herself, continuing to slamming inside her at a frantic pace.

She managed to turn her head and managed to whisper. Though her words disappeared in the loud noise of my rhythm, I realized that she was asking for a break.

A hard spank was her answer. "Are you presuming to order me, slut!" I said in a sharp tone, enjoying the way she wilted under my words, especially since I could feel her getting even tighter.

"Good," I exclaimed and continued my assault, pelting her ass with occasional spanks, her moans getting louder as her ass got redder.

"Damn, you're kinky," I said. She really was, though that schmuck Lucius was too busy kissing Voldemort's ass to ever notice.

Just a few soft manipulations, and she was crawling in pleasure as a man that she thought as her son impaled her without mercy.

I was curious how long it would take to train her until she would follow my every order without blinking, no matter how degrading. I didn't expect for her to hold out for long.

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The next three days passed in a blur as I run around both the magical and normal world, trying to set up the inception steps of several of my plans.

I spent almost half-a-day in William Weasley's prison, hidden behind the cloak of invisibility, casting a wide range of subtle, but insidious curses over him, helped by the fact that he was exhausted in the prison.

I was so tempted to make him watch the tapes I had made with Fleur, as his expression of anguish while watching his wife rubbing herself on my shaft in her own violation would have been fun.

Still, I held myself back. William Weasley still had an important part to play in my plans.

Then came the evening where Fleur was going to entertain me once again, the one before the last time according to our deal.

I heard the sharp crack of apparition ringing in the opening, announcing the presence of my guest.

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