My name is Drarry after all!
Why is this happening to me? I can't stop looking at him. I shouldn't fell like this. His hair, lips the way his tongue… NO! I will not! I am a Malfoy, and Malfoys don't fantasize about their enemies. It's not right… But, I suppose on some level I've always felt this way. Ever since I tried to get him to be my friend, and more in time. Now, here we are 2 years later, and I still want him. I still want to pound him from behind, to feel his mouth on my cock, to see him whimper and moan beneath me, and I want to hear him scream my name while I blow him away (pun intended?). I can have anyone I want, and yet with girls and guys throwing themselves all over me, I still can't get him out of my mind. I can't even insult him and mean it. I kills me every time I have to. But I must keep up appearances.