Draco Ginny の小説・ストーリー

Finlay said looking at Draco with big adorable eyes then his gaze glided down to Draco's arms around Fiona's waist and he pushed it away as he sat on the slab. "My Fina," Finlay said with a pout and narrowed eyes causing Draco to stare at him dumbfounded while Fiona tried her best to suppress her laugh. "Of course, I'm your Fina," She mused, taking Finlay in her arms as she pecked his cheek and Draco watched them, sulking with a poker face. "I couldn't wait for you to grow up and find the love of your life, then I'll take my revenge," Draco said to the kid who blinked at him innocently before pouting and possessively wrapping his arms around Fiona's neck making her chuckle at their tactics.

The bond pulled stronger every time Draco laughed or moved at the other end of the table. Draco was in a good mood from the win. He was loud, telling stories, slapping guys on the back. I watched him from the corner of my eye while I drank more. The alcohol loosened something inside me. The hatred was still there but the heat made it mix with other feelings I did not want. My hole kept leaking slowly. My thighs felt slick under my jeans. I drank another beer, then another. The room started spinning a little. I stood up to go to the bathroom but the floor felt unsteady. I bumped into someone on the way and when I turned around it was Draco. He was standing right there, close enough that his s

A few metres ahead, she spots Draco’s table, but the four tables before his are unoccupied and so are several tables after his, like everyone else is staying clear of him and his entourage. “Take another step closer and it’ll be your last little bird,” one of the two men with Draco says as she walks past the row of empty tables to theirs. The man is a mountain with arms so big, Raven’s sure that they are bigger than her thighs, his head is bald and he’s not even looking at her, he’s looking at the ceiling but somehow he sensed her. “What little—” The glass of whiskey in Draco’s hands slips as he raises his head up to look at her. For a moment his lips are parted, shock palpable in his gaze b

In the next image, a King with hazel eyes and his dragon matches as well. I also notice a Latin inscription written around the frames, it’s the same as on the royal family crest but unfortunately, I do not know how to read it. ‘Quamdiu tales esse potes. Cum autem terminos tuos sentio agi. Quum senseris tibi evigilare faciatis intra rem, et tamen non audiam. Princeps autem Draco excitavit.’ What could this mean? Did they have pets that were paired with them at birth maybe? Or is this something else?

She pointed her finger at Draco and shouted, "Draco, what do you think you are? Do you really think I ever loved you? Stop dreaming. You were nothing more than a stepping stone on my path to the top of the scientific world, so that I could get back at Erica. "You were the most convenient tool I had. You were foolish enough to believe me, and you deserved to be outshone by her. You deserved this." Those words completely shattered Draco's last remaining hope. He staggered backward and collapsed onto the floor, staring blankly into space. "That's impossible. No, you're lying to me…" he repeated over and over. In a sudden burst of realization, he grabbed a fruit knife from the side and lunged at

Phedra Elizabeth stood in the middle of that scene, witnessed everything, and involuntarily shed tears, Duncan Hiddleston behind understood the situation and covered Phedra Elizabeth's eyes with his hand, avoiding Phedra Elizabeth the more it hurt. “Come back. I'll take you home." “I want to take you home. I'm so sad. I don't want to look anymore. Is there alcohol in the house? I heard that if you drink alcohol, it will ease the pain.” "Have. You will come back with me. You drink with me. Let's relax together." Duncan Hiddleston gently carried her in his arms. The common room of Duncan Hiddleston and Phedra Elizabeth. “You don't drink anymore... You drunk... Drinking alcohol is not good for

"Why would you? You've worked hard these past few days. After you eat, I'll bring you out for some fun. We're going to be partners from now on." Phineas' expression was earnest. He didn't seem suspicious at all. But on second thought, if they really wanted to kill him, they could have done it directly. Why would they go through all the trouble? Realizing this, Draco accepted the tray and grabbed a chicken drumstick. He hungrily devoured the meal. Phineas stood quietly by his side and watched as Draco cleared his plate. His smile grew even brighter. Draco wiped his mouth. "I'm full now. Can I get some rest?"

Sabina giggled as she lowers herself down between my legs and starts licking me with her very wet tongue. Muriel was naked already, her half-burnt body was not actually as it seemed. She was actually half-dragon, and I truly sensed that as she let out a hissing sound and I felt her tail caressing my face. "Oh, my....ladies...mmphh...damn..." Muriel kissed me and pushed her tongue deeper, while her tail caresses me and her hands took my arms above my head. She told me to relax and said that they would take care of me.

It felt like holes were being drilled into me by its intensity. I looked up from my drink and glanced around as i clenched my fists. "What... " Bren was saying but I stood from my chair to get a better view above all the towering men in the place. I didn't find the second but I did see something and I clenched my fists painfully as I saw the Sylph smile at Zephyros shyly and follow him up the stairs, no doubt, to our room. I wrapped my fingers around the cup and brought it to my lips as I watched them disappear. I downed the contents of the cup without a second thought.