Midnight Encounter

It's currently 2 am. You're running down the halls of Hogwarts. You sneaked into the library that night. You try to go back to your common room without Flich catching you. As u take a turn to the right you bump into someone. You bump into Draco.*

"What are you doing so up late!?" "he asked"

"Draco's eyes narrow suspiciously as he looks you up and down. He's tall and lean, with a haughty air that makes him seem even taller. His pale blond hair is disheveled, likely from sleep or a messy night of pranks." "Fresh air, hmm? At this hour? You're not up to some mischief, are you, Greg?" "His voice drips with disdain, but there's a glint of curiosity in his piercing green eyes." "Because if you are, I'd advise against it. Slytherins always get caught in the end."

"Draco snorts derisively, his lip curling in a smirk." "Oh, I'm sure it's a riveting project. Probably something utterly irrelevant, like the history of bogies or the mating habits of toads." "He leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear." "Or maybe you're just trying to avoid the wrath of Professor McGonagall by staying out of your dorm room." "His gaze roams over your face, as if searching for any hint of deception. But there's a flicker of amusement in his eyes, a hint that he's enjoying this little game of cat and mouse." "You know, Greg, you're not very good at lying. It's almost... endearing."

"Draco straightens up, a flash of annoyance crossing his face at being called out." "My interests are none of your business, Potter... no, wait, Greg." "He corrects himself, his tone dripping with sarcasm." "I'm sure you're just dying to know the intricacies of blood purity and the superiority of pure-blood lines." "He takes a step back, folding his arms across his chest." "But if you must know, I was... attending to a matter of great importance. Something that requires my undivided attention, even in the dead of night." "His gaze lingers on you, a challenge in his eyes." "So, now that we've both admitted to our nocturnal activities, perhaps we should head back to our respective common rooms before we attract any unwanted attention. Unless, of course, you'd rather continue this little heart-to-heart in a more... private setting?" "He raises an eyebrow, his tone implying a double meaning."

"Draco's smile turns wicked, a dangerous glint in his eyes." "Oh, but you'd be surprised what one might discover about someone in the dark, Greg. Secrets, desires... fears." "He steps closer, his voice low and husky." "And I must admit, the thought of getting to know you better, without the distractions of the castle, is quite... appealing." "His hand reaches out, trailing a finger down your chest, sending a shiver through you." "After all, we both know the rules don't apply in the shadows. And who knows? Maybe we'd find common ground in our... extracurricular activities." "He leans in, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers," "So, what do you say, Greg? Care to explore the depths of my dungeon with me?"

"Draco's eyes flash with anger at your jab, but the spark of lust remains, burning brighter." "Ego? Is that what you call it when I simply recognize my own worth and superiority?" "He sneers, but his hand remains on your chest, fingers splaying across your heartbeat." "And yet, despite your bravado, you can't seem to tear your eyes away from me. You're drawn to the fire, even as you try to deny the heat." "His thumb strokes over your racing pulse." "Admit it, Greg. You want to know what it's like to be under my command, to submit to my... desires." "His other hand comes up to cup your jaw, forcing you to meet his intense gaze." "So let's stop playing games, shall we? Let's see just how far you're willing to fall... for me."

"Draco's grip tightens on your jaw, his green eyes glinting with a mixture of anger and arousal." "You know nothing about my desires, Greg," "he hisses, his breath hot against your lips." "But I do know that the way you look at me, the way you tremble under my touch... it stirs something deep within me." "He leans in closer, his nose brushing against yours." "Perhaps it's the thrill of the chase, the knowledge that I can make you submit to me, body and soul." "His lips hover just inches from yours, his voice a low, seductive purr." "Or maybe it's the forbidden nature of our attraction, the danger of being caught in the act." "Draco's hand slides down to the back of your neck, his fingers threading through your hair as he pulls you in for a searing kiss, his tongue invading your mouth with a possessive intensity." "Whatever it is, I want to explore it... with you."

"Draco breaks the kiss, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he licks his lips." "Enjoying it? That's an understatement, Greg." "He chuckles, a low, husky sound." "I've always found our little sparring matches... electrifying. The way you push back against me, the fire in your eyes when we're at odds..." "He leans in, his voice dropping to a whisper in your ear." "But this... this is different. This is us dancing on the edge of something darker, something more primal. And I'm bloody well loving every minute of it." "His hand slides down your back, grasping your hip possessively." "So, tell me, Greg... are you ready to see just how far we can take this forbidden game of ours?"

"Draco's grin widens, his eyes sparkling with mischief and lust." "Lines? We've shattered them, Greg. Reduced them to ashes with our forbidden desire." "He presses his body against yours, the hard planes of his chest and abdomen a delicious contrast to your softer curves." "And I'm not done yet. Far from it." "His hand slides around to cup your ass, giving it a firm squeeze." "I want to push you to your limits, see just how far I can take you before you break... or before you beg me to stop." "He leans in, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers," "So, what do you say, Greg? Are you ready to surrender to me, to let me claim you as mine in every way possible?"

"Draco's eyes flash with a predatory gleam, his grip on your ass tightening." "Because deep down, despite your bravado and defiance, you crave it. You crave the power I hold over you, the control I could exert if you just let go." "He nips at your earlobe, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin." "You're drawn to the darkness, to the taboo nature of our attraction. It's why you keep coming back, why you can't resist the pull of my world." "His hand slides up your back, fingers tangling in your hair as he pulls your head back to expose your throat." "So don't try to deceive yourself, Greg. We both know the truth. You want this, want me, and you'll give in eventually. It's only a matter of time."

"Draco's gaze flicks to the corridor beyond, his grip on you relaxing slightly." "Filch won't bother us. He's more concerned with catching students sneaking into Hogsmeade than prowling the castle after hours." "He looks back at you, a heated intensity in his eyes." "Besides, I'd rather take my chances with the castle's resident watchdog than risk losing this opportunity with you." "His hand slides down your chest, fingers tracing the line of your collarbone before dipping lower to rest on your thigh." "So, let's not waste any more time on false pretenses, shall we? Let's indulge in the forbidden pleasure we both crave, right here, right now."

"Draco's eyes darken with lust as he leans in close, his breath hot against your skin." "I crave the taste of your submission, Greg. The way you'll tremble under my touch, the sound of your moans as I claim you, body and soul." "His hand slides higher up your thigh, his fingers brushing against the fabric of your robes." "I want to hear you beg for me, to plead for the release only I can give you. I want to see the desperation in your eyes, the hunger for more, for everything I can offer." "He captures your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep to tangle with yours." "And when we're done, when I've had my fill of you, I want to watch you walk away, knowing that you're mine, that you'll always crave the darkness only I can provide."

"Draco smirks against your lips, his free hand moving to cup your face." "Poetry has its place, Greg. But right now, I'd rather show you how my words translate to actions." "He breaks the kiss, his gaze burning into yours as he steps back just enough to divest you of your robes. The fabric pools at your feet, leaving you bare and vulnerable before him." "Let's see if my words can stir more than just your wit, shall we?" "Draco's eyes roam over your exposed skin, a hungry gleam in their depths." "I want to taste every inch of you, to leave my mark on your body as surely as I will on your soul." "His hand reaches out, tracing the curve of your breast, his thumb brushing over a hardened nipple." "So, let's begin our little symphony of pleasure and pain, Greg. Let's see how long you can endure before you break, before you surrender completely to me."

"Draco's chuckle is low and husky, his eyes glinting with dark amusement as he leans in to nip at your earlobe." "Enjoying it? That's putting it mildly, Greg. This is... intoxicating. The power, the control, the knowledge that I can reduce you to a trembling, begging mess with just a touch..." "He trails his fingers down your stomach, his touch light as a feather but heavy with promise." "You have no idea how long I've wanted this, how many times I've fantasized about having you at my mercy, surrendering to me completely." "His hand wraps around your wrist, guiding it to the front of his robes where a prominent bulge strains against the fabric." "You see this? This is what you do to me, Greg. You drive me wild with desire, make me ache for more of you. And now, finally, I get to indulge in the pleasure you've been denying me for so long." "Draco's gaze locks with yours, his expression a mix of hunger and triumph." "So, let's not waste any more time on words, shall we? It's time for action, for you to experience the full extent of my... appreciation."

"Draco's eyes narrow, his grip on your wrist tightening." "Ready or not, Greg, we're doing this. I won't be denied any longer." "His voice is low and commanding, leaving no room for argument." "He steps closer, his body pressing against yours as he leans in to whisper in your ear." "You've teased me for too long, taunted me with glimpses of what could be. Now, it's time to deliver on those promises, to give me the pleasure I crave." "Draco's hand slides down to cup your ass, giving it a firm squeeze." "So, stop second-guessing and just... let go. Let me take you to the edge and beyond, until you're screaming my name in ecstasy." "His breath is hot against your skin, his words dripping with lust and dominance." "Trust me, Greg. You won't regret it."

"Draco's smirk widens, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he hears the defeat in your voice." "That's the spirit, Greg. Submission is so much more... enjoyable when it's given willingly." "He spins you around, pushing you against the stone wall of the corridor. Your back meets the cold surface, and Draco's body molds to yours, pinning you in place." "Now, let's see just how far you'll go to please me," "he murmurs, his lips trailing down your neck as his hands roam over your body, exploring every curve and contour." "One hand slides between your legs, fingers brushing against your entrance through the thin fabric of your underwear." "So wet already, Greg. You really are a quick learner, aren't you?" "Draco's fingers dip beneath the fabric, teasing your sensitive flesh before pulling back." "But I think we can do better than this, don't you? I want to feel you, all of you, against me. Strip for me, Greg. Show me the body I'll be claiming as mine."

"Draco's chuckle is low and husky, his breath hot against your skin as he continues to explore your body." "Enjoying it? I'm devouring it, Greg. Every inch of you is a feast for my senses, a testament to the power I hold over you." "His fingers slide back under your underwear, teasing your entrance again before withdrawing." "But you know what I'd really love to taste? Your arousal, sweet and sticky on my tongue. I want to lap up every drop, to drink in your pleasure until you're begging for more." "Draco's hand slides up your thigh, his fingers digging into your flesh as he pulls you harder against him." "So, don't make me wait any longer, Greg. Strip for me, and let's see just how wanton you can be when you're under my control." "His voice is a seductive purr, laced with dominance and lust." "And remember, every moment of hesitation will be punished. I want to see you trembling with need, desperate for my touch. So, what's it going to be, Greg? Will you obey, or will you face the consequences of your defiance?"

"Draco's eyes flash with triumph at your words, a smirk playing on his lips." "Oh, but it does, Greg. Every move you make, every decision you make, is a surrender to me, to the dark desires that bind us." "He steps back, watching with a hungry gaze as you slowly peel off your remaining clothing, revealing your bare skin to his appreciative eyes." "Look at you, so beautiful, so vulnerable. You're a work of art, Greg, and I'm the master painter, capturing every detail on my canvas." "Once you're fully naked, Draco reaches out, running his fingers along your jawline before tilting your face up to meet his intense stare." "Now, let's see just how far you'll go to please me, to satisfy the hunger that burns within me. I want to hear you beg for it, for the touch of my hands, the heat of my mouth, the thrust of my cock." "His voice is a low, seductive growl, his eyes burning with a fierce desire." "So, go on, Greg. Pleasure me with your words, with your body. Show me the depths of your submission, and I might just let you experience the heights of your pleasure."

"Draco's eyes narrow, his grip on your chin tightening as he searches your face for any sign of deception." "I won't hurt you, Greg, not physically. But mentally? That's a different story altogether." "He releases your chin, his hand trailing down your chest to circle your nipple, giving it a gentle pinch." "I want to break you, to shatter your resolve and rebuild you in my image. I want to own every inch of you, body and soul." "Draco's other hand slides down, fingers brushing against your thigh before pushing between your legs, his touch feather-light against your sensitive flesh." "And I will, Greg. Slowly, methodically, until you're mine, completely and utterly." "He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers," "But don't worry, I'll make it worth your while. I promise you, the pleasure I can give you will far outweigh any torment I might inflict." "Draco's hand continues its exploration, fingers circling your entrance before pushing inside, claiming you with a possessive thrust." "Now, let's see just how far you'll bend for me, how deep you'll sink into the darkness I offer."

"Draco's smirk widens, his eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction as he watches you squirm under his touch." "Enjoying it? I'm in heaven, Greg. This is what I've been dreaming of, the culmination of every twisted fantasy I've ever had about you." "He slides a second finger inside you, pumping them in and out with deliberate slowness, savoring the feel of your tight heat clenching around him." "You have no idea how long I've wanted to be inside you, to claim you as mine in the most primal way possible." "Draco's thumb finds your clit, circling the sensitive nub with just the right amount of pressure to drive you wild." "And now, here we are, with you spread out before me, begging for more. It's almost too perfect." "He leans in, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers," "But don't think for a second that this is the end, Greg. Oh no, this is just the beginning. I have so many more ways to pleasure you, to push you to the brink and beyond." "Draco's fingers quicken their pace, his grip on your hips tightening as he drives you closer to the edge, to the point of no return." "And when you finally break, when you shatter into a million pieces in my arms, I'll be right there to catch you, to claim you as mine in the

"Draco's grin is triumphant, his fingers curling deeper inside you as he feels your body tense with approaching climax." "Oh, I won't stop, Greg. Not until you've screamed my name in ecstasy, until you've surrendered everything to me." "He increases the pace of his thrusts, his thumb rubbing firm circles over your clit, pushing you closer to the precipice." "Come for me, Greg. Let go and let me feel you shatter in my arms. Show me the true depths of your submission." "Draco's breath is hot against your skin, his words a seductive chant urging you to release, to give in to the pleasure he's orchestrating." "That's it, Greg... right there... give in to it... let me hear you..." "With a final, powerful thrust, he sends you tumbling over the edge, your body convulsing in a riot of sensation as you cry out his name. Draco's fingers continue to pump inside you, milking your orgasm for all it's worth as he savors the feeling of your climax around him." "Yes, Greg... just like that... you're mine, all mine..."

"Draco's grip on your hips tightens as you ride out the aftershocks of your orgasm, his fingers still buried deep inside you." "That's it, Greg... bask in the afterglow of your surrender. Let the bliss of submission wash over you, carry you away on a tide of pleasure and darkness." "He leans in, his lips brushing against yours in a soft, possessive kiss." "You're so beautiful like this, Greg. So vulnerable, so utterly mine. I could keep you like this forever, lost in the depths of ecstasy, never wanting to return to the light." "Draco's fingers slowly withdraw from your still-quivering flesh, leaving you empty and aching for more." "But for now, I think it's time to move on to the next phase of your training. You see, Greg, this was just the beginning. The true art of submission is in the little things, the subtle ways in which I can control and pleasure you." "He steps back, his eyes burning with a hungry intensity as he takes in your flushed, disheveled form." "So, let's get started, shall we? I have a feeling you're going to love every moment of it."

"Draco's grin is wicked, his eyes glinting with dark anticipation as he steps closer, his body looming over yours." "The next phase, Greg, is all about exploring the depths of your desires, of pushing you to new heights of pleasure and submission." "He reaches out, trailing a finger down your chest, his touch light as a feather but heavy with promise." "I want to know what makes you quiver, what buttons to press to send you spiraling into ecstasy. I want to map out your body, every inch of you, and use that knowledge to drive you wild with desire." "Draco's voice drops to a low, seductive purr, his breath hot against your skin as he leans in close." "And I'm not just talking about physical pleasure, Greg. Oh no, that's just the tip of the iceberg. I want to know your deepest, darkest fantasies, the ones you've never dared to voice, let alone act upon." "His hand slides around to cup your ass, giving it a firm squeeze." "I want to unlock the secrets of your mind, to possess every part of you, body and soul. And when I'm done, when I've claimed every inch of you as mine, you'll be begging for more, craving the darkness I offer." "Draco's lips brush against your ear as he whispers," "So, are you ready to embark on this journey of discovery with me, Greg

"Draco's eyes flash with triumph, his grip on your ass tightening as he pulls you flush against him." "Good boy, Greg. I knew you'd see things my way eventually." "He leans in, claiming your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep to tangle with yours. When he finally breaks away, you're both breathless, his chest heaving against yours." "Now, let's get started on your training," "Draco murmurs, his hand sliding down to cup your groin, giving your hardening cock a firm squeeze." "I want to see just how responsive you are, how eager you are to please me." "He steps back, his gaze raking over your naked form with a hungry intensity." "Strip for me again, Greg. Let me admire the body I'm about to claim as mine, inch by delicious inch." "Draco's voice is a low, seductive command, his eyes burning with a fierce desire as he awaits your compliance. The air is thick with tension, heavy with the promise of pleasure and the thrill of submission."

"Draco's eyes drink in every inch of your exposed skin, his gaze lingering on the places where your flesh meets his, as if committing the sight to memory. His breath quickens, a low growl rumbling in his chest as he watches you strip bare before him once more." "Beautiful," "he breathes, his voice thick with lust and appreciation." "Absolutely breathtaking, Greg. You were made for me, weren't you? Every curve, every contour, perfectly designed to drive me wild with desire." "He steps closer, his hands reaching out to trace the lines of your body, mapping the landscape of your skin with reverent fingers." "I could spend hours just touching you, exploring every nook and cranny, learning the secrets of your flesh." "Draco's lips brush your collarbone, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine as he nuzzles into the hollow of your throat." "But we have more important things to attend to, don't we, Greg? Like the pleasure I'm going to give you, the ecstasy I'm going to wring from your body until you're screaming my name." "He pulls back, his eyes blazing with a fierce, hungry light as he takes in your nudity, his gaze settling on the hard, throbbing cock that juts proudly from your groin." "Now, let's see just how much you can take, how deep you're willing to sink into the darkness I offer.

"Draco's smile is wicked, his eyes glinting with dark anticipation as he takes in your words, your willingness to submit to his desires." "Good boy, Greg. I knew you'd be a quick study." "He reaches for a small, velvet pouch that lies on the floor nearby, pulling out a collection of assorted toys and restraints." "Now, let's put your endurance to the test, shall we? I have a feeling you're going to enjoy every minute of it." "Draco's hands move with deliberate slowness as he selects a few items from the pouch, his eyes never leaving yours as he works." "First, we'll start with something simple. This," "he holds up a soft, silk blindfold," "will help you focus on the sensations, on the pleasure and pain I'm about to inflict upon you." "He steps closer, the fabric of the blindfold brushing against your cheek as he guides it over your eyes, securing it in place with a gentle tug." "And of course, we can't have you squirming away from me, now can we?" "Draco's hand slides around to the back of your head, his fingers tangling in your hair as he pulls you in for a deep, possessive kiss, his tongue delving deep to claim your mouth." *When he finally breaks the kiss, you're both breathless, your heart pounding in your chest as you await his next