The American



It was morning. I could sense it. The sunlight beaming through my eyelids was also a pretty good indicator too.

I felt an arm curled over my bare hip. We were naked. Together. In his room. The fear of Narcissa walking in right now lingering in my mind.

What would she say about this?

My eyes fluttered open slowly, revealing his grey eyes looking directly at me. I smiled and rolled over, closing my eyes again. “Must you stare at me like that?”

The thumb on his hand, now onto my other bare hip began stroking back and forth. “Yes. I like when you sleep.” He said plainly.

“Oh? And why is that?” I ask.

“Because when you’re asleep, you can’t talk and in-I mean attempt to insult me.” He chuckled. I flipped back over aggressively, facing him. He had a smirk across his face, while I had a stern, offended one on mine.

“Only joking.” He teases leaning in to kiss me.

His kisses were my weakness. I fell into his kiss almost instantly. It began to escalate with him climbing his naked body on top of mine. He was already hard. I felt his erection try to break my sealed thighs apart, though instead he moved his mouth from mind, trailing down my chest, leaving dark bruises on my breasts while he played with my nipples.

“Draco,” I moaned. The amount of pleasure emitting from my body just from simple little touches had me wanting to jam his cock through my wetness myself.

His lips made it down to my stomach, when he spread my legs, and just stared.

“Your cunt is fucking beautiful, you know this right?” He said leaning in to place a kiss on my wet pussy.

Heat rose to my cheeks at his words and action as he continued to dive his tongue into me.

Fuck, he was so good at that.

“Draco, I’m going to-”


*Knock Knock*

The door cracked open slightly. Draco jumped off of me quickly, tossing the blanket on top of the both of us.

“Draco, are- wait, Laurel?”

Worst fear has been realized.

“I-uh, hello Mrs. Malfoy.” I shyly spoke.

I wanted to bury my face into the pillow the way Draco’s face was just buried between my legs and scream. I was completely mortified.

“Mother, ever heard of knocking?”

“I, yes. Sorry. I will see the both of you downstairs in ten minutes for breakfast, yes?”

We both nodded and she left the room.

I was beginning to look at Narcissa as a secondary mother figure in my life, but I had a feeling that, that was not going to be possible. She just caught her son in perhaps one of the most mortifying situations she could ever witness.

I jumped off the bed and began to search for my clothes from the previous day. Draco on the other hand seemed in no rush. He actually was laughing at the whole thing.

“How can you laugh? Aren’t you embarrassed?” I snapped.

“No, not really. It wouldn’t be the first time it’s happened. She doesn’t care that I have sex.” He shrugged.

“Well, she might care now that it was me! Your mom likes me. Or liked me. Damn it, Draco. She’s going to hate me. We’ll never be able to do this again.” I said in disbelief. I had never been so embarrassed. How does this happen? Why didn’t this prick think to lock the door? Why didn’t I lock the door? Fuck, my legs hurt.

I caught in the corner of my eye that he was rolling his eyes at my worries. He grabbed both of my wrists, and pushed me against the bed, towering over me. He had a grin across his face. I wanted to slap him.

“So, you’ve thought about doing this again, eh?”

I really want to slap him, hard.

“Seriously, that’s all you got from that?”

“Just relax. Everything is going to be just fine.” He pressed his lips against my forehead. “I promise.”

He released me and started for the door.

“Draco,” I began.

He turned around to face me. I let out a gulp.

“What is this?”

He let out very audible sigh, almost as if he just didn’t want to answer. Or that he had an answer, but it was one I wouldn’t like.

“I think we shouldn’t put a label on it. Just, see where things go.”

I didn’t respond. Instead, stood up and followed him into the dining room to join Narcissa for breakfast.

We reached the room, me only a couple of steps behind him.

Narcissa was sitting at the foot of the table with a coffee mug in her hand. Another individual sat at the head of the table. A newspaper covering their face.

“Ah, you’re here. Opal, bring the kids their breakfast please.” Narcissa spoke. “Yes, Miss Malfoy.” I wasn’t sure why she referred to her as Miss instead of Mrs. Maybe it’s a house elf thing, I don’t know. It was weird to me though.

“Lucius, this is-”

“Laurel Nott.” The man referred to as Lucius said flipping his copy of the Daily Prophet down so I was in his direct view. “I’ve heard so much about you from my wife, and dear friend Theodore.” It took me a moment to realize his name, Draco’s middle name. He looked almost identical to Draco. From grey eyes, to hair color, except his was much longer.

“My brother talks to you about me?” I asked pulling a chair out to sit. I found it a bit strange to hear that my brother talks to Draco’s dad about me.

“No, dear. Not your brother. Your father.” He corrects me.

“Y-You know my dad?” I asked, receiving a nod from him. “He’s one of my.. closest friends.”

Opal placed a plate of scrambled eggs, toast, and a glass of water in front of both Draco and I. I was starving since I didn’t eat dinner last night, unless you call devouring Draco’s cock dinner.

“Don’t be shy, Laurel. Go ahead and eat.” Narcissa said with a smile on her face.

Maybe she wasn’t mad.

“We need to talk about what I walked in on this morning,” She changed the subject, turning her attention to Draco. I wanted to slump down into my chair and hide. “What about Pansy? Do you not respect her feelings?” She asked looking between the both of us. Draco scoffed at her question.

“If you were home last night when I arrived, you would have heard that I broke up with Pansy.” He told her. Her face began to light up, but she didn’t want to give him the satisfaction. “She was just too annoying. I couldn’t bare another second with her.” He continued.

“Draco,” His father spoke. “We had a deal with the Parkinson’s. You know you have to fix this.”

Draco slammed his fists on the table. Narcissa and I both jumped at his reaction to his fathers words.

“If you want her to be apart of this family so bad, then you marry her. You father her children. I bet you couldn’t last one week in her presence. I simple cannot stand her, father. You can’t make me.”

Lucius laughed at Draco. It wasn’t a casual laugh, more so an evil laugh.

“Son, you know the deal. You are to keep our bloodline pure. This is why we made the arrangement with the Parkinson’s. You didn’t seem to have a problem with it before.”

“That was then.” He said, peering his eyes to me. Locking them with mine. Lucius quickly caught on to this.

“Oh. I see.. Draco, I don’t think that it’s wise of you to just call off your future just because you found another girl to bury your dick into-”

“Lucius!” Narcissa snapped. “That. Is. Enough! I will not have you berate our son with such vulgar language. Especially not in front of guests. If he doesn’t want to be with the Parkinson girl, then he isn’t to be. Quite frankly, I don’t think I feel comfortable calling her my daughter in law anyways. Get with the Parkinson’s and tell them the arrangement is off. I will not risk my only sons happiness just for your own satisfaction. If things between these two don’t work out, then we will worry about it then, but for now, just let Draco be happy.” She preached at her husband.

Lucius seemed taken aback at her words, but then took in a breath before speaking.

“Very well then. Draco, see to it that Miss. Nott returns home safely after breakfast. We have a lot to do before you return back to school tomorrow.” He stood up, gave me a curt nod, then left the room.

Narcissa let out a sigh. She seemed she was embarrassed by her husbands performance this morning, but by the looks of it, she was used to it.

“I apologize for my husband, Laurel. I do hope that this doesn’t affect things between you and Draco.”

She’s not mad at me?

“It’s alright. I really should be getting home though. Daphne and I were planning to do some shopping today before we return to school.”

She nodded and looked to Draco.

“Do take care of this one, yes?”

He groaned.

“Yes, mother.” He said.

We both stood up and he lead me to the floo that was located upstairs.

“I’m sorry about my father. He likes to control me if you can’t tell.”

I felt bad for him. His whole future was planned for him, with no say whatsoever. I was beginning to think that he didn’t even like Pansy, but was just with her because his father told him he had to be.

“It’s alright.” I replied softly.

I went to step into the fireplace, but he pulled me back. He stepped back, falling into a chair, pulling me to straddle him.

“We will reconvene our liaisons at school, yeah?” He askes, burying his face into my neck. A moan escape my mouth when he hit my sweet spot, causing my legs to tremble. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He hummed into my neck.

“We can’t tell anyone.” I abruptly spoke. He frowned.

He didn’t want people to know, did he?

“I’m sorry, it’s just.. I don’t know how Theo will react. I don’t want to tell him unless we turn into something more serious..”

“I understand. But you must know, Theo will not care. As long as it’s not Daphne I’m fucking.” He laughed.

“I’m serious, Draco. I just don’t, I don’t want drama. That means with Pansy too. She already gives me hell enough as it is.”

“You’re not afraid of her are you?” He asked, receiving a laugh from me.

“Oh hell no. She just annoys the hell out of me with her personality.” I partially admit.

The truth was, I was afraid of her. I was afraid of what she was capable of. What exactly she would do if she found out Draco left her, for me.

Did he even leave her for me?

His fingers trailed down my front, lifting my skirt revealing my slightly wet underwear.

“Don’t you worry about a thing, darling. I’ll take care of everything.” He cooed into my ear while rubbing his thumb against my clit, increasing my arousal. I could feel his rock solid cock beneath me.

Not only did his body turn me on, but his fucking accent. He could just talk simple words to me, and I’d be pooling below.

One last time won’t hurt.

I quickly undone his pants and pulled them down slightly enough. His cock sprung out, slapping against him. I positioned myself on top of him and slid down, inserting himself inside of me. “Oh, fuck.” I moaned when he was fully inside of me.

I was genuinely surprised at home much of him I could take for being a virgin just last night. He felt amazing inside of me, it was a feeling I never wanted to give up.

He slid his hands right beneath my ass, grabbing handfuls and mine were on his shoulders to steady my body. His hands lifting me up and down as I slid on his cock. “Fucking hell, Laurel. You got tighter in the last twelve hours.” He said.

My eyes never leaving his as my fingers began to tangle through his hair. I felt my orgasm coming. I couldn’t move. He lifted his lower half from the chair, and began pounding into me. My head tilted backwards, eyes shut. “Draco, I’m cumming.” I said.

“Yes, that’s it. Cum all over my cock.” He growled, turning me on more. “Don’t stop.” I said when I realized he was slowing down. “Faster.”

He thrusts picked up the pace, pumping in and out of me.

“I’m going to fill your tight little pussy up if you keep talking.”

“Do it. Fuck me, Draco.”

His thrusts became a little sloppy, so I bounced up and down on him until he released inside of me.

“Fuck, Laurel. You and your pussy are going to be the death of me.” He said.

I climbed off of him with a massive smirk across my face. “I guess that means you’ll be keeping me around for a little while then. I flashed him a wink, stepping back into the fireplace.

“Nott Estate.” I spoke before tossing the floo powder.

The last thing I saw, a half naked Draco Malfoy with sitting in a chair, with my cum all over his cock. I couldn’t be any happier in that moment.

When I arrived back home, Theo was standing there.

“Where have you been?” He asked in horror.

“I uh, Malfoy Manor.” I said. “Narcissa told me to stay.”

“Where did you sleep? Was Malfoy there?”

“Um, in a bed. Yes, he was there. And so was his mom and dad.”

I know what he was thinking, but I wasn’t going to tell him anything. Not now at least. However, this also meant that I couldn’t tell Daphne.

“I’m going to shower and put on clean clothes.” I said marching past him.

Theo opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. I feel he suspects something happened, but won’t openly accuse me of it.

If Draco and I are going to be anything, fuck buddies, dating, friends, then we need to figure it out soon, because I don’t know how long I’ll be able to keep this to myself. I need to tell someone.

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