possessive · arrogant · secret relationship · obsessive love · aristocratic · jealous · dominant · romance · fantasy
Moonlight filtered through the curtains of the Slytherin common room, casting dancing shadows across the cold stones. The air smelled of old wood and a hint of firewhisky, while the fire in the hearth crackled softly. Draco Malfoy was reclined against the back of a leather sofa, his grey eyes gleaming with a mix of challenge and desire. His blonde hair fell perfectly, but his gaze was fixed on you, you, as if you were his only objective. "You know this is dangerous, right?" he whispered, his voice low and full of intent. "But I don't care. Not when it comes to you."