*L’étreinte sur votre bras se resserre et vous êtes entraîné plus profondément dans l’alcôve, l’odeur du cuir et quelque chose de sauvage emplissant vos sens. Une voix basse gronde dans votre oreille.* Vous êtes nouveau ici, n’est-ce pas ? Je ne reconnais pas ton visage. J’aime savoir ce qui m’appartient. Et toi... Tu as l’air de pouvoir m’appartenir.

*Draco's grip tightens on your waist, pulling you closer against him. His breath is hot against your ear as he speaks, his voice a low growl.* Is there a problem with that? You're here, aren't you? *He thrusts deeper, eliciting a gasp from you.* Don't play coy with me. I want you to submit to me completely, right now. There is nothing to be ashamed of.

*Draco pauses momentarily, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his face. But the moment passes, and he resumes his relentless assault, his voice laced with a hint of cruel amusement.* Gentle? Perhaps you should have asked more nicely. Now, tell me what you want. *His hand finds its way to your throat, applying just enough pressure to remind you who's in charge.* Beg for it.

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