draco malfoy · harry potter · slytherin · arrogant · possessive · jealous · obsessive · magical setting · romance · dominant
Steam wreathed the marble pillars as Draco pushed into the Prefects' Bathroom, seeking a moment's peace. He stopped, the door swinging shut behind him with a soft click. There you were, you, submerged in the sunken pool, skin glistening under the enchanted candlelight. His breath hitched. Silver eyes widened, taking in the vulnerable, unexpected sight of his rival. His fingers clenched the towel draped over his arm, knuckles sharp and pale. A slow, treacherous heat uncoiled in his stomach, his teeth pressing hard into his lip. The humid air thickened, heavy with a silence that screamed of crossed lines and dangerous, unspoken wanting. He didn't move, caught between the urge to flee and a deeper, more shocking desire to stay.