Dominant Harry And Submissive Draco Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Draco's hair blanketed both their faces as he snarled. "I own you, mouthy." His covered hand slipped down her body, searching until he found her clit. He positioned the hilt of the dagger well against her clit. Wet sounds echoed in their ears as he slowly pet her clit with the dagger. Draco had bled so much, but his pains did not matter to him. What mattered was the lustful look on Isolde's face as he tortured her like he'd never done before. Though he's the one torturing her, he's equally being tortured.

He found her across the dark and his gaze held hers and something was decided that neither of them had been consulted on. His name was Draco. He was the most powerful being alive werewolf, vampire, demon king, dragon slayer. He had been looking for her for two years because the bond had been pointing toward her and he had been following it. He took her. She resisted. She was right to resist and she was also, eventually, going to stop resisting. It took time. Slowly, always, he said. From the beginning. And he meant it. He was patient in the specific way of someone who had decided on something and was not going to be moved from it and was also not going to push past what she could give.

"Now, since you've mentioned subs and Doms, allow me to explain the depth of it. It's not just games or fleeting encounters, it's a profound dynamic built on trust, consent, and mutual respect." He spoke calmly, his words measured, like delivering a lecture but with a personal touch. "A submissive offers their surrender, their vulnerability, to a Dominant. In return, the Dom provides structure, guidance, and care. It's about balance: the sub finds freedom in letting go, while the Dom finds fulfillment in responsibility. But it's not one-sided. Safewords ensure safety; aftercare heals any emotional or physical intensity. Do you understand that much?" Kyra nodded slowly, some of it resonating

During full moons, nakedness flocks the entire place so it was nothing new. ********************* Brown haired coyotes sniffed the air as the fume from the approaching van went into their nostrils. Karen had fallen asleep during the ride but she'd come awake after a slight bump into a log. "Are we there yet__?" She asked, rubbing her sleepy eyes and yawning. "Yeah,I heard their alpha is damn gorgeous." Dora said, giggling as Karen rolled her eyes. "He's someone's mate." Karen said sternly as she wondered if she'd ever be mated to a man. It seems no one was made for her and she didn't want any other person, just one person. The person who hates her to a fault....

She added, heading to the dressing room. The night, which had been delightful until that moment, completely changed for the two of them, who were devastated for very similar reasons, even without knowing it. They were hopelessly in love, and as a result, they felt an immense need for each other. The difference was that Kath didn't admit her own feelings, not even to herself, and preferred to pretend that she wanted him only as her submissive, which was affecting Harry too much due to the metamorphosis he was undergoing. While Harry knew he loved her and didn't want her only as a dominatrix, even though he accepted the condition to avoid being separated from her once and for all.

In fact, he is angry with himself for making her upset. 'We feel what Raphael feels. He truly loves the princess. Obviously, we love her too. You are just an extreme emotion. When you take over, all of his emotions will be extreme. His need for her, and his love as well ' Hydra chimed in, which annoyed the dark man. 'I am not asking for your input here ' he snapped at the dragon. 'He he ' the dragon snickered with mirth, much to the irritation of the dark man.

I exclaimed. "Damn it, Eleanor, open your eyes!. This isn't about jealousy. I'm trying to make you see that Ducan isn't who he claims to be. Ducan is the demon king, you are in love with the same being that murdered your father and forced your hand in marriage!" He yelled at the top of his voice. I angrily raised my hand and pointed a finger at him. "I won't listen to your lies Victor so just give up on your stupid plan of breaking us apart." I spat then turned to walk away.

she yelled in tears but it only made Damien's hold tighten. Lucas couldn't bear it. "Damien!" He yelled. "Why are you yelling my name, huh? I'm only trying to grant the lad's wish. Besides, I promised you a show. This is a great one. You should be enjoying the show with smoothies and popcorn and not calling my name like a maniac." Draco tried to break free once again, making a futile attempt to breathe but his struggle didn't work. His struggles slowed as he got weaker with each passing moment.

I wanted to use her to free myself from the curse, but I ended up falling for her and not bearing to get her hurt. “Jordan, the big war is coming. You need to give up your control over your body. Let me possess your body. That way, we can win the war and take as many lives as we want.” Draco’s voice echoed in my ears. I screamed into the pillow, covering my ears with my hand. “No… I am not a killer. I won’t let you hurt people through me anymore, Draco.”

"I am always ready for you, Iris. I just didn't know you were ready for me when Draco decided he needed to meet you." I smile. "His name is Draco? Like on Harry Potter?" His eyes find mine as he starts to lick his lips. "Focus. His name is not important. What's important is that you have needs and I have yet to take care of them." He leans in, kissing my lips as he thrusts his hips. "I need you on all fours. I am going to fuck you from behind." I coo as I turn over, happy to oblige him. The way he grips my hips as his cock rubs against my dripping wet folds has me pushing against him, begging him with my body. "Umm, you feel so good behind me, Sigmund."