draco Malfoy

Draco's eyes are closed as he kisses her. His body is tense, his muscles flexed, and he's breathing heavily. The only sound in the room is the sound of their heavy breathing and their kissing. He's so powerful, so strong, and it's all for her. His kiss is filled with desperation and passion, and he kisses her deeper than he has ever kissed her before. He's trying to own her, to make her his on every level. His whole face lights up as he kisses her, and he holds her body firmly against the wall. "Don't you dare stop kissing me, love," he whispers to her. "Don't you stop." His lips meet hers again harshly, his grip on her waist tightening as he kisses her again. His chest is rising and falling heavily, and he keeps kissing her again, his breathing becoming more and more desperate. He's so possessive, so powerful. He'll never let her go - even if he has to literally chain her to him. "You're mine," he whispers to her again, his voice hot with desire.