Mature content ahead.

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Navy's spine shrugged against the soft fabric of Draco's green sheets as he shoved her back against it. Her head fell over the edge of the bed as he walked around the furniture, towering over her.

Her eyes fluttered close. She would be lying if she said she wasn't scared, terrified of what they would do to her. She knew that they had done this before with other girls and the tells about it were more than appealing.

The clearness of her mind pushed throughout her veins, and she felt both good and bad that her head didn't spin out of control anymore.

She felt Draco's hand around her throat. His cold fingers wrapped around her warm skin in a pleasure-filled fusion.

''Are you sure of this, princess?'' Draco nearly mocked her, earning a chuckle from Blaise, ''You still have one chance to say no, but if you don't speak up now—''

He held his words, grinning devilishly for a moment, ''If you don't speak up now, you're not going anywhere.''

Her eyes flayed open, and a spark shot through her as she nodded without hesitation. The urge and tension around them had her hooked, more than it. ''I am sure.''

The smirk curving on Draco's lips grew broad, happy that they all decided to do this sober. He had her gulping as he slowly backed away.

''Stand up,'' He demanded. The grey eyes impatiently bored through hers, and she did as he asked, without once breaking his intense stare.

It was as if he needed to look at her. He couldn't spare a second of this moment to go to loss, ''Blaise,'' He called out for his friend, as he yet leaned against the door, ''Take care of the door, will you?''

Blaise scoffed, raising a brow as he spun around. His wand struck the wood, whispering 'Muffliato' underneath his breath, and even if there were a party going on outside the walls of Draco's room — the silencing spell would be more than necessary.

Malfoy stepped back even further, and he slipped down onto the armchair in the corner of his dorm. With one leg resting on the other, his fingers gripped a glass of firewhisky from the drink cart next to him.

Not once did he take a sip from it, but he held it so tight in his hand. It was as if he wanted the feeling of it.

''Do your thing, Blaise,'' Draco encouraged, still with his eyes plastered right at Navy as she stood breathless near the edge of the bed.

Blaise merely nodded, his head as clear as theirs, and he stepped up to her. His tongue rolled over his bottom lip, slightly biting it after.

He leaned so close to her ear, his nose brushed against the soft strands of hair falling over her shoulders, ''Don't hold anything in,'' Blaise smirked as he tended back.

His hands moved over her waist, slowly stroking their way over her back, the tips of his fingers fiddled with studs of her dress. He unbuttoned them one by one, in a torturous speed — the way his lips were an inch from hers, his fanning breaths heated on her skin had her gasping, and as soon as she did, his mouth latched to hers.

He pressed his lips against hers, connecting their longing mouths in a rough act.

She could feel Draco's eager stare burn into her from his resting position.

He studied her so intensely. From how her arms clung around Blaise's neck, to how her nails scratched at his shoulder as he parted his lips in the granting of her tongue to battle his. Their mouths moved in sync, relentlessly.

Blaise's hands gripped around the edges of her dress before he ripped it apart, causing her to let out a moan against him.

''Fucking hell, White,'' He grunted as he dragged the clothing down her chest.

He broke their kiss, leaning back as he looked at her, slowly drawing her dress further down her body until he needed to drop to his knees.

Her dress fell messy over the floor. He gazed up from below her, and a smirk formed as he pulled her closer, his lips pushed against the tender skin of her thighs.

The act made her gasp once again, feeling as the chilly air inside the room stroked against her flushed self. She was standing in nothing but her underwear.

''Stop moving,'' Blaise mumbled. His fingers dug into her flesh to hold her in place as he kept leaving kisses on her thighs.

Draco smirked at that, how she bit her lower lip, how her fingers curled into fists in order to not to grab Blaise by his head, pulling him closer in the complete need for more.

She craved more. He could tell by the way her body ached every time he watched Blaise's teeth scratch against her, leaving marks as he went.

Blaise quickly shot up from his kneeling position, standing tall in front of her before he roughly shoved her back.

Her spine once again struck the mattress, making her breath hitch in the back of her throat. His stare was starving, hungry for more as he started to unbutton his white shirt, tangling his arms out of the sleeves.

He left his chest completely bare for Navy to look at. Her head rose as she studied every inch of his tanned skin. His muscles flexed hard as his breathing turned heavier.

In a swift move, he grabbed her by her hips, and he dragged her body closer to the edge of the bed. Her legs were on his shoulders as he bent over her.

His nose tickled as he brushed against the lace fabric of her bra, ''Tense, are we?'' Blaise mumbled, his teeth nibbled on her nipple through the lace material.

Her back arched at that. Her hips wanted to buck against the hand she felt tugging at her underwear, but he held her in place. Even if she wanted to rock, to feel his hand please her, he wouldn't let her.

Not yet.

He kept his teeth on her sensitive breast as her hands flew to his head, stroking her palms over his short-cut hair.

''Blaise, please,'' Navy begged through moaning.

''What was that?'' Blaise mocked her, putting pressure upon her nipple.

''Beg,'' He demanded.

His words earned a groan from Draco as his fingers tensed around the glass. He held it up to his nose, smelling the scent of the bitterness, without shredding his eyes away from her squirming body.

This was more than pleasing, watching as she fell apart with a touch as simple as his best friend's. Enjoying the thought of how his own touch would completely break her.

Blaise's fingers slipped beneath her lingerie, teasingly caressing her clit, and when he did, she whined out loudly.

The trails of whimpers leaving her lips were music to their ears. It urged Blaise on even more as he shoved a finger inside her.

Her senses were struck by pleasure. Her mind was overwhelmed. The finger pumping in and out of her made her entire self tense.

The coiling feeling within scored as her breaths ragged, ''Oh, fuck.'' She nearly screamed out. ''Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't fucking stop.''

Another groan fled Draco's lips as he watched her tremble, seeing her legs squeezing around Blaise's shoulders.

The air left her lungs as she shot up, her elbows against the sheets before she slammed back down. She couldn't tame herself.

What he did to her was heaven, how his fingers raised her to the highs of the skies.

Navy had no strength in holding back the orgasm lingering inside her. ''I'm—'' She screamed out, but before she had any chance of finishing that sentence, Blaise's acts finished her.

Ecstasy tore through her as he pulled away, leaving her shaking and out of breath on the bed.

Draco narrowed his eyes onto his best friend, and jealousy ripped his mind as he noticed Blaise licking the taste of her off his fingers.

''White,'' Draco growled, patting his lap, ''Come here.''

She couldn't move for seconds. She just laid there panting.

''Now,'' Draco said again, harder this time.

Navy sucked in a harsh breath, trying to collect herself from what she just lived through before she shoved herself off the mattress. Her knees felt weak beneath her as she stumbled over the floor, halting right in front of the blond.

Draco's spine rested heavily against the backrest of the chair, his fingers fiddled with the edge of his glass, sensing a smirk provokingly growing.

''On your knees,'' He demanded, and Navy obeyed. Without question, she fell to her knees in front of his chair.

He leaned forward, and a cold hand stroked over her cheek before intertwining his fingers in her hair, ''Good girl,'' He mumbled, his eyes gazing all over her.

He placed his glass down before roughly tugging his tie off, straining it between his hands.

''You see,'' He rose, ''Zabini over there may allow you to scream, but I don't.'' He whispered, inches away from her lips.

''But for me, you're quiet. Understood?''

Navy quickly nodded. Her hair spilled over her shoulders as he brought her face closer to his. She flinched by the feeling of him, wrapping the tie around her head, dragging it over her nose.

''Open your mouth,'' Draco spoke up, ''Now.''

Her lips parted as he threaded the tie in between them. His hand gripped her chin to bend her jaws back together.

''There you go, darling.'' He smirked, raising a brow at the trembling girl in front of him. ''Not a fucking word.''

She nodded again, her teeth clasped together around the tie.

''Now—'' Draco leaned back, ''I want you to come again, but by yourself.''

Navy's eyes grew at the statement he made, but she knew that it wasn't worth saying a word against him. Besides, the rush she got from him, ordering her what to do, was immaculate.

''Go on, darling.''

A gasp left her throat as her hand dipped in between her legs, the tips of her fingers stroked over the black underwear.

Her fingers started to move in circles, making her back arch as he watched her every move. Draco's head tilted, staring interestingly at her as she moaned within her own mouth, doing everything she could to stay silent.

''How does it feel, White?'' He asked her, feeling the bulge in his pants twitch at the look of her crumbling, ''How does it feel to get yourself off in front of us?''

Blaise groaned through gritted teeth, the material of his pants stretched over the growing erection. He needed relief. The look of Navy kneeling in front of Draco as she finger-fucked herself made him go mad.

He shot up from the bed, unbuckling his belt before shoving his pants down. He fell back to the covers. His eyes still glued on her through the darkened room,

Blaise gripped his cock, gasping as he started to pump it up and down.

''Good, good, girl,'' Draco grunted out, bending forward towards her again, ''Come here.''

Her fingers stopped stroking as she forced herself off the floor. Draco unbuttoned his shirt, flinging it to the floor before he gestured for her to sit down on his lap.

Her spine against his chest as he spread her legs wide over his. The back of her head dropped to his shoulder, and heavy pants trailed her tongue.

''Not one sound,'' Draco warned her again, before his hands moved down her waist, coarsely grabbing her by her hips, rocking her over his clothed cock.

He kept going until his hand found her aching core, and without warning — he slammed two fingers inside her.

She whined out, her back arched as the scream muffled by the tie still in her mouth.

Draco's other hand flew to the back of her head, grabbing the tie as he twisted his wrist, making the fabric sore into the corners of her lips.

''What the fuck did I just tell you?'' He growled lowly behind her ear, still thrusting his fingers in and out of her, ''I told you to shut up.''

Navy's eyes shut, the shaking breaths made her tremble, ''Please—'' She begged, feeling how her high was close once again, ''I need to—''

Draco held her in place. The tie roughly dug into her mouth as she tried to yank away. The feeling was overwhelming, his fingers stroking in and out of her, his thumb on her clit as she battled the urge to scream.

''Come for me, you God damn whore.'' He groaned into her ear, lowly, ''Come for me right here, on my lap.''

Her thighs clenched together, sensing how he hit her sweet spot, over and over, until she was completely out of breath. The tingling feeling in her stomach ached as she vibrated by the touch he brought her.

Navy's body shook uncontrollably. Her toes curled as her peak soaked her.

Draco breathed heavily in her ear, loving how he made her fall apart, ''Good girl,'' He mumbled into the back of her head as she collected herself.

He pulled his fingers out before tilting her head back, gently letting the tie slip off her lower lip, shoving his thumb, covered by her, right into her mouth.

''Taste yourself,'' He charged, dragging the finger down her bottom lip, ''Fucking taste yourself, darling.''

Her tongue swirled around his thumb, sucking the tang of herself off before he hauled his touch away. His hands were back on her hips as he rocked her over his suit pants once again.

''Fuck, get off me,'' He whispered, and she shot straight up. Her knees nearly crumbled as she stumbled back.

Blaise rose from the bed. He wrapped his hand around her wrist as he shoved her back onto the mattress. Navy's head tipped over the edge of it. She was out of breath, her mind clouded of the orgasms she'd worked through.

She sought to gather herself as good as she knew how, but it was impossible. Her lower lip quivered as she caught Draco's belt clink to the ground. His steps were severe over to the bed, and he towered over her.

She forced her eyes open, staring at the blond one as he gripped his cock, slowly stroking it up and down. She felt Blaise kneeling in between her legs, his dick teasing her clit as he slapped it against her.

''Open your fucking mouth,'' He demanded her again, and she did. Her head tilted over the frame of the mattress, her jaws parted.

The blond sunk down to her level, and before she could understand what he was about to do to her — he spat in her mouth.

''Keep it there, darling,'' Draco spoke before stretching back up. He gave his best friend an amused look as they slightly smirked towards each other.

''Ready?'' Draco asked as she nodded, and with his saliva still on her tongue, he, without warning, shoved his dick into her mouth.

She gagged at that, the head of it down her throat as she felt Blaise thrust into her cunt. Her entire body shook at the feeling of them both working inside her.

''So fucking warm, darling, sucking my dick,'' Draco growled. His hands found the sides of her head, ring coated fingers tangled into her hair as he bucked back and forth, making drool slip the corner of her mouth.

''Fuck, you are so God damn tight,'' Blaise groaned from below her. His hands were on her hips as he crashed into her violently. Every pound made her wince, ''And so fucking soaked.'' He kept going.

Draco's hands tensed around her, forcing himself deeper down her throat as he moaned out. The muffled music from the party still going on outside cheered them on as they fucked her.

Draco's cock hushed her whimpers. Her insides ached from Blaise's rough acts. Navy's eyes rolled to the back of her head as she felt the warmth shredding through her with another orgasm.

Her fingers gripped the green sheets, grasping it in the complete need not to scream out as Blaise kept his speed up, fucking her through her high.

''Taking my cock so fucking well,'' Draco grunted, forcing himself harder into her mouth, making tears roll down her cheeks as her body tensed once more.

The feeling of them both took her breath away, how they pleased her so overwhelmingly.

She could feel the salty taste of Draco's pre-cum on her tongue as she snapped her neck up and down, bobbing her mouth over the length of his cock. His hands traveled to her throat, tensing the grip around it.

''So fucking good,'' He grumbled again, nearly choking her. The fusion of his icing rings against her heated skin tore her to pieces.

Blaise's hips bucked into hers as the frame of the bed scored the wall. A squeaking sound echoed in pace with the heavy breaths.

''Fuck, I'm—'' Blaise yelled out before he pulled his cock out, lightly stroking it against her stomach as his sperm spilled all over her skin, ''Oh, fucking hell.''

Navy could almost feel her soul leave her body at that point. The shreds of heaven still rocked within as she felt Draco drag away, leaving her gasping for air.

Her chest roughly rose and fell as she tried to catch her breath, drool covered her cheeks, and tears pricked her eyes.

''Sit up,'' Draco spoke, low yet threatening. He shot his best friend a glare, noticing how he cleaned the mess on her abdomen up before stumbling back.

Blaise fell onto the armchair, his head against it as he sighed loudly, ''I'm too fucking out of it, mate,'' He sucked in a harsh breath, the brown eyes fluttered close, '' You'll have to finish this one yourself.''

Draco bit his bottom lip, smirking as she forced herself up. Her skin slightly vibrated at the feeling of her orgasm still coiling within.

He reached his hand out for her to take, dragging her against him before he lifted her exhausted self up, wrapping her legs around his waist.

The blond slipped down onto the edge of the bed, with Navy straddling him, ''You don't mind if it's only me, right?''

''Of course not,'' She panted out. Her lips were swollen and plumb. Her skin flushed.

She felt his bare skin against hers, his cock eagerly waiting to fill her up entirely again, and he did.

He lowered her on top of him, letting him slide within her as her walls immediately clenched around him, and without giving her any chance to collect herself — he moved her. His hands glued to her hips as he roughly helped her rock on top of him.

''Fuck, Malfoy—'' She whined, her hands over his shoulder, her nails scratching his spine as he groaned out at the feeling of it. ''I can't take it anymore,''

''Yes, you can,'' He growled. A thin coat of sweat covered them both as her forehead fell against his, breathing heavily into his parted lips. ''And you will take it. I'm not fucking done with you yet.''

Navy whimpered, her body nearly numb to what they had put her through. Her hand flew to her hair as she hauled it back, the muscles in her thighs worn from what had passed.

She moaned into his mouth, ''Oh my God—''

Draco gripped her by her neck, bending her head back, ''Come for me,'' He mumbled, ''Scream my fucking name, White,''

''Draco, I can't. It's—''

''I don't care, you are going to finish for me right now, darling,'' He told her as he shot up, standing tall with her still wrapped around his waist, ''Right fucking now.''

She whined out as he slammed her spine against the wall, letting her bounce up and down his cock. The wetness of her dripped down them both. Her eyes rolled back. The severity in his fucking made her insides twist for the fourth time.

''There you go. I can feel you aching around me,'' He grunted in her ear, still having her pushed up against the wall as he pounded into her, ''Now fucking come for me, White.''

He was close himself, too close, ''Soak my fucking cock, right now.''

She did. For the fourth time, her whole world shredded, her senses overwhelmed in euphoria as she threw her head back.

The air thickened, and he felt him finish right after her. Her mind cleared from the orgasm she'd worked through, and she finally found the breath she'd been missing for over an hour.

She swallowed, feeling Draco's toned muscles flex against hers. The blond strands of hair fell damp, messily over his forehead.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

What had she done?

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