It was as if a huge weight had been lifted from Draco’s shoulders since the day Pansy has attacked his girlfriend. For one, Sky wasn’t his girlfriend anymore, and for another, he was already working on revenge for the pug. The simple fact that he was getting along with the fail snake was enough to have him celebrating. Add in the whole ‘rebelling against his upbringing’ bit wherein he was befriending Harry Potter and his achievement at the task the ‘dark lord’ set for him and his cousin, and Draco was so care free it was hard to believe he was still standing on the ground.

Draco was honestly happy. He was grinning from ear to ear as he strolled through the forest with his ex-girlfriend, now comfortably termed his ‘Pic’. It was a relatively warm Sunday for October, and all in all it was just a nice day. The two were simply talking about life and themselves and each other and just everything and nothing all at once. It was so relaxing. It was like they were normal people for once.

”So, Potter’s making you happy then? I’m glad, really. I don’t want you suffering because of me, contrary to what the idiot snakes in that castle might say.” He shook his head and laughed a bit at the thought of those foolish members of his house. So many of them were complete idiots, he was losing faith in the superiority of Slytherin.

The blonde shot his friend a grin as leaves crunched below their feet. ”You know, I’ve always loved this time of year. The crunching of leaves is just… peaceful. Satisfying. Plus there’s pumpkin everything. I love pumpkin pie. Mmmm. And pumpkin pasties. And pumpkin cookies. And pumpkin tarts.” He threw his arms out and spun in a circle in the crunchy leaves, inhaling the fall scents. ”I wonder if I could convince Leyton to find some pumpkin flavored lube…”

The fail snake was so going to kill him for that comment, but that was just fine. Draco was having a grand time, and if she tackled him they’d just land in the leaves like little kids of some sort. No real danger there. Thus, he grinned at her with his silver eyes dancing. ”I bet Potter would let you lick your favorite flavor off of him if you wanted to…”

Skyler felt light as a feather for the first time in weeks as she headed through the forest with Draco. Things between them had never been easier, or more relaxed. He was happy, and she was happy, and his ear to ear grin was hard to resist as they made their way just talking about whatever. The blonde who was both her ex-boyfriend and now her partner in crime, and all things in life apparently, had taken it upon himself to drag her out of the castle and out to the forest for no other reason but to apparently grin and talk a lot of nonsense.

Not that the teen minded in the least. One on one time with Draco had become nearly impossible with them always trying to spend time with their significant others, and with the blonde preparing whatever potions he was planning on forcing down Parkinson's throat when the time came. So even though she had a mounting pile of school work that needed finishing, Sky was happy to join Draco and shared in his enthusiasm for seeking out some friendly fun.

The brunette returned his grin with her own wide one, purple eyes shinning in both amusement and genuine happiness as her friend asked about her boyfriend. "If I wasn't happy with Bolt you would be the first to know Drake. Not that it would be your fault if I wasn't. " She replied honestly, because the blonde would be the first person to go to if that ever happened. Which she doubted it ever would. Since she had been officially with the Gryffindor anytime she spent with Harry had her in the clouds.

She snorted at the implications of their house, but otherwise made no comment. It had always been clear that Draco really cared about her happiness, and vice versa, from the very beginning of their rather complicated relationship. No amount of housemates saying or thinking differently would change what Skyler knew was the truth. So she didn't think it required a response and she wouldn't dignify it with one.

The Slytherin watches him in growing amusement as he talked about the fall and how much he enjoyed pumpkin flavored everything apparently. While she could agree on the leaves and such, Sky ultimately hated anything pumpkin, so her face quickly took on a look of disgust and she wrinkled her nose in distaste at the boy. "Gross Drake. How on earth can you like pumpkin? And here I assumed you had good taste."

The teen responded teasingly, only to blink in shock at his following words, before she gagged. "Aww c'mon Drake!! That is waaaaay too much information. I could've totally gone my entire life without knowing what flavor lubes you and Leyski use, thanks." She shot him a glare for good measure, but it was only half hearted at best. Something about the genuine happiness in those silver eyes she had come to love kept her from getting really angry with him these days.

But like always, he just had to push his luck, and at the comment about licking things off of Harry, Sky promptly flushed lightly, and growled at her friend. Without hesitation, she pounced on him, shifting mid-pounce into the sleek, black panther that was Nyx. By the time they fell to the ground, the mighty feline had the blonde pinned under her in a pile of leaves, and snapped playfully in his face.

It had been a while since she had been able to shift, and Sky was suddenly thankful Draco had dragged her into the forest. It felt relieving to let loose the inner animal, and she rewarded him by licking across his face. His reactions were hilarious, and the panther kept at it simply because the teen found it so amusing. Springing off him, purposefully shoving harder with her paws than was necessary, the feline pranced around him with it's head held high in pride and superiority, while a sound that was suspiciously like a snicker emitted from it's muzzle.

All play came to a sudden and immediate halt though, when the panther's ears flicked, purple eyes darting off to the side, and it's head cocked, as if listening for something. The sound of trees crashing in the distance put the feline on edge, and her tail swished behind her in agitation, a low hiss escaping her muzzle again. Whatever was coming was coming towards them, and moving fast, and had to be huge. When the ground under them started to vibrate, the panther snapped into action.

Turning to the blonde, the feline nudged him hard with her nose, trying to get him moving in the right direction. Sky could tell they wouldn't be safe in a tree with whatever it was heading their way, and she nudged the boy harder, thankful when he finally seemed to get to his senses and take her pointed actions to move. It couldn't have been a second too soon, because just as Draco really started to pick up the pace, a giant crashes through the trees right behind them.

A damn giant!! Who the hell put giants in a forest that was located on the grounds of a school?! Every instinct in the panther had told her to take off at full speed, especially when the giant noticed them. But there was no way Draco could keep up at that pace, and every human instinct she had wouldn't leave him behind like that. They easily overrode the animal, and all Sky could do was hope they made it out without being ripped limb from limb by the giant on their tails.

It pleased Draco to know that he and Sky were still close enough that she’d come to him if Wonder Boy ever let her down. He was happy that she trusted him, happy they were friends and so much more. She was really like the sibling he’d never had in a lot of ways, and she was truly his best friend now, so he felt it was only right that he would take it upon himself to protect her should anyone hurt her like he once had.

He rolled his eyes when she called his love of pumpkin gross. ”I’ll have you know I have impeccable taste. It’s you who is failing in the taste department, fail snake. I mean, you’re dating the Gryffindor Golden Boy after all…” he teased lovingly, reaching out to ruffle her hair when she gagged at him.

The blonde was openly laughing when she shifted into the majestic form of Nyx, her panther persona, and pinned him in the crunchy fall leaves. When she actually snapped at him, he practically howled with laughter, feeling freer than he had in ages. Oh, this was the perfect idea! Her tongue was rough and warm against his face and he squirmed beneath her. ”Oh, c’mon fail snake! That is sooooo gross!”

He crunched further into the leaves when she sprung off of his chest and he rolled about laughing at her pranced like some proud queen of the cats. He was mid-eye-roll when she suddenly stopped and looked completely on edge, causing the blonde to sit up and stare in the direction of her gaze. Damn his human senses. Draco couldn’t hear a damned thing, and he couldn’t see anything either. He just knew there was something out there and it was something bad, based on the way the panther was acting.

As her nose poked at him, Draco was already getting to his feet and starting to run. He kept looking behind him as he reached the full speed his long legs could take him to and his silver eyes shot open in utter shock. Was that a bloody giant?! Oh for the love of Salazar’s arsehole! Who in the hell decided to keep a bloody giant in the bloody forest?!

He ran as fast as he could and still he knew it wasn’t good enough. And his fail snake was holding back. She could easily outrun the thing chasing them if she’d just leave him behind, but she wouldn’t and it made him feel so weak and so angry. He just needed to be able to run like she could! Why was that so bloody hard for a human to do?

And then it was like some instinct kicked in and Draco didn’t have control over his own body anymore. One moment he was pushing his legs so hard it felt like they’d give out on him and the next… The next he was slamming his hands down on the ground, but they weren’t his hands anymore. They were large white paws that propelled him through the forest at a speed he’d never imagined he’d go without a broom. He felt his body shifting as his hind legs formed into strong muscles and his face turned into a snout, sniffing the air and finding the scent of panther and giant along with so many others.

It was almost overwhelming, but he knew he had to keep running as fast as this new form would let him. He could think about what this all meant once they were safe from the giant that was chasing them. It seemed like forever, yet Draco knew it was only moments before the wolf and the panther had managed to outrun the blundering oaf of a giant and they found themselves in an open field somewhere deeper than the blonde had ever been in the forbidden forest.

The wolf collapsed in a panting heap, staring wide-eyed at the panther in a slight panic. He didn’t know how to turn back! He was exhausted and scared and he had no idea how he’d even become this animal, let alone how to be himself again. He finally let the panic and confusion and senses of the wolf overwhelm him and let out a pitiful whine.

Skyler had seen a lot of strange things in her life. Things that she didn't even really consider strange, considering they were in the magical world. She had determined long ago that in this world, it was best to expect the unexpected. For some reason, she hadn't been prepared for the transformation of her best friend and partner in crime to turn into a massive white wolf while they sprinted through a dark forest with a giant on their tails. Because for some reason, the entire situation seemed typical for the pair.

Against all rhyme and reason, the panther let out a snort as it pushed forward at the speed of lightning, running alongside the wolf that annoyed her simply for being so damn huge. Typical. Even in animagus form he made her feel like a dwarf. It was completely unfair, and completely ridiculous that this was the teen's first thought when Draco shifted into what she was certain was his animagus form. What else could it be? Sky was sure she would know by now if he was a werewolf, and it wasn't exactly night or a full moon, so...

It didn't take long for the panther and wolf to break away from the giant, not at the pace they were running at. With the danger much less important, the panther slowed and pulled up next to the wolf, taking a moment to cock it's head and give a good listen just to make sure they were truly out of the woods, so to speak. Because they were very much still in the forest. After a moment, the panting panther turned it's attention to the heap of white fur on the ground.

Who was looking at her white wide and scared eyes, and whining. Whining. Sky couldn't help but let out another another snort with her muzzle, trotting over to the wolf. It was sort of endearing in a way, that Draco whined just as easily as an animal as he did as a human. Though she had to take pity on him. She knew it could be disconcerting and very unfamiliar to be surrounded by animal instincts rather than human ones.

The panther nudged the wolf gently with her nose, and gave a few licks to it's muzzle in a friendly manner to try and calm it's fears. Sky was trying to determine whether or not the boy inside had a good enough grip on the animal he had become for her to change back. The last thing she wanted was to be attacked by a frightened and wild wolf. Deciding it was as safe as it was going to get, the panther closed it's eyes, shifting in a slow and controlled way, so as not to startle the other large animal. Now back to normal, the teen smiled in a reassuring way, looking in pride at the wolf who was her best friend.

"Wow Drake. You're a good looking wolf." The Slytherin complimented, reaching out hesitantly to run her fingers through his thick and soft fur. Absently, she thought the coloring was rather perfect. And the animal was too. Though she had always imagined a miniature dragon for some reason, the wolf suited Draco. "Atleast you've for perfect timing." The brunette added on with a cheeky grin, eyes glittering pools of proud violet.

Skyler took the initiative to sit, cross legged, upon the forest floor, in front of the wolf. She could tell Draco was at unease, and knew she needed to walk him through how to change back. But, unable to help herself, the teen grabbed a nearby stick, and waved it in his face with a teasing look. "Wanna play fetch for a bit?" Tossing it, Sky couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up out of her as the wolf gave her look she could only take to mean 'yea right' and then stick it's nose in the air as if to demonstrate that it was above such things. It was truly a Draco thing to do.

Rolling her eyes but looking no less amused than she really was, the brunette decided to try and teach him how to get himself back to himself. "Alright my little mutt," of course, she had to push his buttons while she was at it, as he was definitely anything but little, and definitely no mutt, "You need to focus. Calm down, and close your eyes. Focus on changing back. Visualize it. And let your magic loose to do the rest."

The panther’s tongue was slightly reassuring and let him calm down at least a little bit, but Draco was still rather panicked. He didn’t know how he’d done it, and he didn’t know how to undo it, and that scared him. The blonde had always been in control of himself and his own actions, despite his lack of control over his life. Now, though, he was at a loss, and it was utterly terrifying. The wolf whined soft and high pitched, staring with sad silver eyes at the girl who stood where the panther had just been.

His ears perked a bit when she complimented him, ego taking the stage even though he was still a nervous wreck. Good looking? Was she allowed to say things like that when she was still with Potter? He mentally shrugged, but noticed the pride in her eyes and eased into her touch. It felt good. Some part of his canine instincts making him kick one of his back legs while she trailed her hand through his thick fur.

Tilting his head and rolling his eyes at the witch before him, Draco raised a lip in a light snarl to show just how amused he was by her idea of a little game. At least she was sitting before him in a way that had him calming down even more, and the idea of ‘fetch’ had him focused on being a surly idiot instead of a nervous pup, so he was much more prepared for the lesson that was to come. Then she called him a mutt, and he narrowed his eyes at her and pounced, paws reaching out for her shoulders while his back legs straddled her body.

Draco was sure she’d been saying something about focus and his magic, but he was more concerned with how good it felt to have her beneath him, to smell his own scent on her body. But then he smelled Potter on her as well, and he let out an angry howl. The need to claim her, to show her that she was still his- he’d marked her as his first and he would always have that stake- was so strong that he leaned his head back and closed his eyes, howling again even as his body shook slightly and the blonde resurfaced where the wolf had been.

The boy was straddling the girl who was no longer his, looking down at her with a gaze of molten steel and panting heavily with a slight growl to his breath. His fingers dug into her shoulders and his pelvis rubbed against hers, arousal quite clear what with the way the wolf had been thinking before he changed back. ”I’m no mutt,” he growled, gnashing his teeth a bit in a very wolfish way. He wasn’t completely back to his own headspace yet, and it was a little scary. He was very much in alpha mode.

”You smell like Potter, fail snake,” he commented, leaning in close to her face. ”It doesn’t suit you.” At that, Draco stuck his tongue out and ran it along her lips, pressing his arousal against her more insistently. Something about the instincts of the animal was stopping him from rational thought, it seemed, but he really didn’t care. Draco rather liked the feeling of being the alpha male.

Skyler wasn't really sure what exactly she had said that had offended the wolf so much. In hindsight, it probably wasn't the greatest idea to call a wolf a mutt. After all, Nyx didn't exactly enjoy being treated like a house cat, so it was probably safe to say the inner animals had a good deal of sense of pride. But the brunette hadn't expected for him to pounce on her, and the mere strength of his paws on her shoulders had her pinned to the forest floor with ease, and the wolf was effectively..well..for lack of a better word..he was straddling her.

The teen might have focused a bit more on the awkwardness of the situation, but the crunching of leaves under her head had her attention, and her nose wrinkling in distaste, as she squirmed in discomfort from the force of his paws on her shoulders. Her hair was getting dirty, and he wasn't exactly being very gentle. And it wasn't like he was a small wolf either. The Slytherin managed to send the wolf a mighty glare, thinking Draco was doing this all in fun. That was, until he gave an actual howl.

The sound made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, her own inner animal senses picking up on the anger behind it. Skyler immediately stilled beneath him, not quite sure what could have the animal above her so angry, and trying to control her own instincts which were telling her to let Nyx loose.  A second howl had her very close to shifting back into her panther form, because she was sure she stood a better chance at dealing with an angry wolf as Nyx than as she did as herself.

However, mid-howl the wolf convulsed and in it's place was Draco, and the teen nearly sighed in relief. He was back to normal. That was definite cause for relief. But it only lasted a moment. Because that heated, silver gaze was trained on her, pinning her in place more effectively than his hands ever could like it so often did. It really was unfair how the blonde could still do that, but Sky couldn't think on it very long because it was becoming more clear that while the boy was back to being a boy, he was still very much the wolf.

His harsh pants and slight growling coupled with the obvious arousal he was rubbing against her made Draco seem more like a dog in heat than anything else, and that alone should have had her guessing what exactly the deal was with the situation. Especially considering her own animal instincts were kicking in to react, and an almost angry, cat-like hiss passed her lips, purple eyes looking back in defiance at him as the stronger sense of dominance that was pouring off of him cloaked over her. Skyler was sure something in her mind was trying to click, but she couldn't focus long enough due to his growled words and snapping teeth that had her tensing up beneath him.

It was becoming more and more clear to the Slytherin that she needed to handle the situation carefully, and that for some reason Draco's animal instincts were driving him to react in ways she wasn't sure she wanted to understand. The already very dominant male who now hovered above her was practically oozing with dominance now, to the point where it was almost smothering, calling her to submit to him. But Sky never gave in without a fight, and in the back of her mind she knew it wouldn't be a good thing if she did. The teen could only hope at this point that this would pass, and that whatever instinct was driving Draco wasn't some permanent new twist that was going to make their lives that much more difficult, but somehow she knew she was hoping in vain.

Some explanation was trying to form in her mind again, but the Slytherin failed to connect the dots when his words about how she smelled like Harry distracted her, an almost confused look passing over her face as she responded automatically. "Of course I smell like Bolt, Drake. I'm his.." The brunette trailed off, the end of her sentence getting lost in a gasp as his tongue ran along her lips, his clearly excited member pressing more insistently against her. It took every ounce of will power to fight back the whimper that threatened to escape, even as her hips gave an involuntary twitch into his.

This was all so wrong, and the boy above her was a far cry from the one she had entered the forest with in the first place. Something had changed when Draco had found the wolf inside, something that was calling to her and had her body shuddering with the effort it was taking to continue fighting it. It really shouldn't have that hard for the girl to connect the dots, but it just wasn't clicking together in her mind, and Skyler was wondering for the millionth time how she managed to get herself into these impossible situations that couldn't have any good outcomes as she let out a threatening hiss, trying to squirm her way out from under him but not getting far due to the fact he had her pinned so damn well.

”You’re his?” he snarled, feeling her hips move against his and pushing right back, making it clear what he thought of that idea. She wasn’t Potters! She was his! He’d claimed her! The wolf inside was howling for him to do something. To assert himself- his claim! She. Was. His! How dare she actually say that she belonged to bloody Potter? Oh, he was so angry. She was his, dammit! He had to make her see that, reawaken that part inside of her that he knew craved him. It had to. He was her alpha.

Her body was responding even as she hissed at him like a trapped kitty. That’s just what she was, too. He smirked down at her, eyes glinting evilly as he rubbed his erection against her more insistently. ”Are you forgetting who had you first? Who made you come undone with his fingers, his member, even his strong, demanding tongue?” he growled huskily, grinding harder into her. Just thinking about how he’d made love to this beautiful creature had him wanting to make her moan his name again. It didn’t matter that he was seeing Leyton, or that she was with Potter. Nothing mattered but the girl beneath him and the fact that he had dominated her, would always dominate her if he had any say in the matter.

It probably should have bothered him more that the wolf had so much control, but Draco didn’t care. He liked the power coursing through his veins, the sensation of being in charge. He was the dominant male. The alpha. He was king, and he had to remind his queen to take her throne. Somehow, Skyler would come to terms with the fact that she belonged to him. She had his heart forever, but he needed to have all of her. In that moment, when looking into those amazing violet eyes, even as she struggled to get away from him, he knew. He loved this amazing animal of a woman. He would love her forever. Leyton might have been a love at some point, but he was something from the past. He was a childhood crush who disappeared before it could run its course, and now Draco had seen it through. It was over. His love for the boy was nothing compared to what he felt for the fail snake.

But he needed to make her see that. And Draco didn’t know how, aside from doing what he was doing now- telling her how much she belonged to him, and reminding her of how much she liked that fact.

”I claimed you, baby. I love you. And I can’t just sit back and let you strut around smelling like him.” Perhaps he was being a bit… rash. But it was really rather difficult for him to control anything at the moment. Instincts were swarming his mind and Draco was practically drowning in them, so he was left to go with it and see what happened. He leaned in to kiss her forcefully, nipping at her lip as yet another husky growl escaped his throat. Oh sweet Salazar. If he got any harder he might explode, and he wasn’t sure how he would get through this little adventure without making love to his fail snake and reminding her just what being claimed felt like.

His snarl pulled a whimper from Skyler, and she mentally cursed herself for it, glaring petulantly because of it. It was quite an understandable reaction. Draco had never done such a thing to her as snarl in anger. The action had shocked her, and worried her a bit. The blonde had always been frightening when angered, even if the teen would never have admitted that out loud or to him or anyone. Ever. But never had he been so angry at her. About something she said.

Ok, so maybe that wasn't exactly true. A memory floated to mind, of the time she had decided to push her luck with mentioning Harry to him and Draco had exerted his dominance in such a thorough and rough way that had only had her wanting more. But even then, he hadn't been this angry. And she wasn't even with him anymore! What right did he have to get so angry? Especially over something that was true. She was Harry's now. Hadn't they just been discussing how happy they were and ok they were with things?

These confusing thoughts and questions had her own anger mounting. He had given her up. He had wanted other people. Now he wanted to get mad at her for turning to Harry? Another low, angry hiss sounded from her lips, almost like a warning in response to the dark look in his eyes that Sky was sure didn't bode well for her. The brunette wasn't necessarily afraid Draco would hurt her in the physical sense. Atleast, not in a bad way. After all, the teen did enjoy roughness. Alot. And the blonde knew that. The point was that he had no right to be rubbing his clearly aroused member against her like she was his anymore. Because she wasn't.

The Slytherin was just about to remind him of that, hoping that maybe it would snap some sense into him, but the rumble of his growled out words vibrated through her, straight to her core, and she had to really fight back the moan that threatened to escape when it was coupled with his insistent and steadily harder grinding of his pelvis into hers. Her eyes fluttered shut at the assault of memories that attacked her, his words bringing them flooding to mind. Skyler could remember in every detail, as clear as if it had happened the day before, the first time he had taken her. The first time she had ever been taken. The ghosts of his touches from that night she could practically feel on her body. Curse him for bringing it up then!

Her body couldn't help but react to such thoughts, a burning heat now pooling in the pit of her stomach and between her legs as he kept grinding into her, harder and harder. Her mind was flooded with pictures of all the things he had done to her that first time, and every nerve in her body was now jumping with anticipation. He was pulling at something in her, something he had no right to pull at. Something she had boxed up and shoved away. Now, Skyler was desperately trying to keep a grip on it, trying to fight back this sudden need to force him to to make her give into him. It was all so confusing, and she groaned from the effort it was taking her.

"Of course I haven't forgotten!" The brunette snapped back at him, lids flashing open to reveal angry violet orbs. She was pissed at him. For pushing at things he had no right to be pushing at, and for reminding her of things she didn't want to remember. What kind of question was that anyways? How could she ever forget that? How could she forget any touch of his, when they all burned themselves into her permanently? He had taken her for his and his alone that night, and she had reveled and rejoiced in that fact. Had loved it and adored it, just as she had loved and adored him.

But things were different now! She wasn't his! The heated glare she stared up at him with turned up a notch, even as her mind whispered to her that wasn't necessarily true. Skyler could try with all her might to push it away, but she knew somewhere deep down that she would always belong to the blonde, and he was tugging at that good and hard to pull it forward. And it was infuriating the Slytherin. Why was he doing this now? She couldn't fight him forever! At some point, she would give in to him, give in to his wants and needs. She always did. The brunette had never been able to really deny Draco anything he wanted, especially not when it was her he wanted. The teen had always loved the way he wanted her, the way he took her, the way he had to have her. Even at her angriest she hadn't been able to deny him. Because she loved him. She always had and always would. Draco was apart of her, and nothing she could do would ever change that. And the only real reason she had been able to break things off with him in the first place she knew was because he had wanted to be with Leyton just as much as she had wanted to be with Harry.

Skyler knew that had it not been for that, the blonde wouldn't have let her go. So what the hell had changed? His words had her body trembling beneath him, a small whimper falling from her lips at the use of the pet name. It was the only one she would ever allow him to use, the only one that got a reaction that didn't include smacking him upside the head. It was the only one she actually liked, and he would choose then to use it against her. Damn snake that he was. Her mind was a confusing array of instincts and thoughts now. He had claimed her? He couldn't let smell like Harry?

Somewhere in her mind it finally clicked. Draco wasn't just a wolf. He was an alpha. But somewhere in her, Sky knew he wasn't just any alpha. No. He wouldn't see it that way. He was her alpha. And his already dominant nature had grown ten fold in the moments since he had pounced on her. It was calling to her. Demanding she submit to him, to his claim. Her body trembled further, the mere thought of him asserting this new dominance of his over her making it excited in an all new way that she wasn't even sure she could handle. His wolf instincts were driving him to realize what they both had probably known all along somewhere deep down. That she belonged to him.

His forceful kiss had her nearly surrendering to him completely, and his bite to her lip pulled a small mewling noise from her. But every instinct she had, both animal and human alike, were telling her to fight it. To not give in so easily, and that if he were truly her alpha, he would force her to submit to him one way or the other. The idea excited her further, and Skyler was running more on natural instincts than any rational thought by then. Both the girl and the panther were stubborn, and nearly untameable. Neither was going to roll over for him. Both were much too proud for that. Both had to be forced to submit, and neither was prepared to ignore Harry's claim on the brunette. The Gryffindor not might be there to defend his claim, but Sky was not going to ignore that he had one.

"I. Am. Harry's." She hissed out, challenging look in her vibrant eyes. The teen wasn't sure there was any way out of this situation anymore. She was nearly entirely sure her hissed statement was only going to make the wolf drive Draco harder in claiming what was rightfully his. Was there any real denying that now? Probably not, when they both knew it to be true. But Sky never did anything the easy way, and had always been a challenging female. She wasn't going to change that now.

The anger in her eyes made him feel like fire was coursing through his veins. Oh, sweet Salazar. The girl should know by now what little things set him off, especially things so obvious as rage. When she fought, he found himself eager to fight back- to dominate. The wolf was only making that need pulse stronger in his head, heart, and groin. He needed to show her just who was in charge. He would dominate her and force her to submit to his will, and then he would make her tell him exactly where he stood in her eyes. Exactly how strong of a man he was.

The shivering of her body and the sound that escaped her lips had him growling low in his throat, eyes boring into hers as his lip twitched, exposing his straight white teeth. She’d definitely liked that kiss, especially judging by the way her scent strengthened in the clear forest air. Mmm, he couldn’t hold back the small groaning noise of appreciation as he smelled her arousal around them, knowing he was putting her in such a state. He wanted to feel it. To touch her and make her moan and writhe beneath him.

As soon as she challenged him, Draco snarled and moved his hands to her chest, grabbing a handful of fabric in each fist and pulling, ripping the shirt right off of her body and throwing the scraps aside. He was sitting on her at this point, her body pinned beneath her by his strong hips, while his hands grabbed the cups of her bra and pulled them apart, ripping the flimsy thing apart, wire and all, and letting it fall uselessly at her sides. He smirked evilly down at her, taking her breasts each in one hand and squeezing hard, massaging them in circular motions and smirking wider as her nipples pebbled against his palms.

”I think you know exactly who you belong to, baby,” he said huskily. Draco let his lips start at hers, trailing bites and rough kisses down her jaw to her neck, over her pulse point and down the center of her chest until he moved to one breast, sucking and biting on the nipple with a demanding growl. He kept using his hand on the other breast, pinching the tender nipple between his finger and thumb, rolling it roughly and rubbing his hips against hers more insistently.

While one hand was free, the blonde took advantage and grabbed his wand, flicking it twice quickly and ridding them each of the rest of their clothing. Now there was nothing to stop her from feeling his erect, weeping member. Draco raised his head and looked into those angry purple eyes, then moved his body between her legs, using both hands to spread them and fold her knees up to her chest, holding her ankles against her thighs and never breaking eye contract as he quickly sheathed himself inside of her hot, wet core.

”Now who’s are you, baby?” he growled, slamming his hips into her and digging his fingers into her flesh, knowing she’d have marks from his heated touches, and finding himself all the more aroused by that idea. ”Admit that you are mine. Tell me how much I own you. I am your alpha, fail snake. Submit to me!”

The moment the words were past her lips, Skyler knew they hadn't been her best choice. But dammit! He was treating her like she was his, like she wasn't with someone else, and she was! He was acting as if that didn't matter, and she supposed to the wolf it didn't, and maybe even to Draco it didn't, but it mattered to her. The brunette was not going to let him just toss Harry's claim on her aside, even if her own instincts were telling her what he said was true. Like always, inside the teen a war was waging. Part of her telling to fight it harder, and the other telling her to give in to what she knew was the truth.

Meanwhile, her purple eyes had widened at his vicious snarl, the Slytherin freezing beneath him for a second as he literally ripped her shirt off of her, the force of his effort lifting her back off the ground slightly. Merlin he was angry! Those molten silver eyes were burning down at her and for a moment she forgot to breathe. Had she really forgotten how incredibly arousing it was to see those eyes burn that way? She was brought from that thought as he proceeded to rip her bra to shreds, until it hung in pieces at her sides, and Skyler knew if there was any way to escape what was undoubtedly going to come next, she had to escape then.

The teen squirmed and wriggled under him, trying in vain to get herself free. He was literally sitting on top of her, pinning her to the forest floor and she knew there was no escaping even as she continued to try. Purple eyes hardened and glared up at him, another threatening hiss escaping her lips when he took he of her breasts, squeezing them with rough hands and intentions. The brunette knew that fighting him would only make him more eager to dominate her, to put her in her place. Her instincts were telling her that, but she didn't care. Sky was a fighter, always had been, and she didn't give in until she was damn well good and ready and had exhausted all her efforts. She was a stubborn, fierce, prideful thing, and she wasn't about to give up without a fight.

Oh but he made it so deliciously difficult with the things he was doing to her body. She could feel it reacting to his every rough and burning touch, and her nipples were now as hard as ever as he massaged her breasts. The teen couldn't help when her body arched into the touches automatically, as if it couldn't get enough. But she continued to glare at him, purple orbs bright with her anger as she continued to fight him tooth and nail, her hands pushing at his hips trying to create some wriggle room to get herself out. It wasn't that she didn't want it, her body was making it perfectly clear she did as it grew more and more aroused not by just his touches, but by the entire situation.

Oh how she loved when he dominated her. When he stripped her of every last bit of control she held and took her for all she was. It was insane, and it was probably not very healthy, but Skyler loved it. For a girl like her, who was in control of so much, who had to demonstrate her control every day, nothing felt better or more satisfying than to be forced to give it up the way Draco forced her to. For a girl with so much power, and who was so independent and wild, there was no greater feeling than when he forced her to submit to him, and to bend to his will. And oh Merlin how she wanted it to always be the blonde who dominated her so completely and thoroughly!

But her most basic of animal instincts were kicking in, telling her that she had to make him prove himself. If he wanted to be her alpha, he had to prove he was strong enough to her that claim. He had given her up before. Hadn't fought for her then. Now her instincts were driving her just as much as his were driving him, making her fight him if only to have him fighting back harder until she finally submitted to give him the complete dominance he craved. Just these very thoughts and emotions flowing freely through her had her ready to come undone. But when coupled with his lips and teeth kissing and biting, with the way he sucked on her nipple and teased the other one with his rough treatment, not to mention his demanding growl that pulled an answering moan from her throat, pleasure was coursing like lava through her veins, burning its way through her body.

Her hands kept pushing at him, her hips still wriggling as she kept trying to fight him off, and then his head came up, and suddenly whatever clothes she had left where gone, and she was naked, as was he. His member was now pressing against her and the teen hissed, in pleasure, even as she met his silver gaze with her own angry one. And then he was pushing her legs up and apart, and before she had time to react he had thruster straight into her to the hilt. For a moment her mouth formed a silent O, eyes widening in surprise until a loud moan finally fell from her lips. Her head dropped back, eyes fluttering closed as her back arched, chest pressing upwards and toes curling in orgasm from that single thrust into her.

Then he was slamming his hips into her, and his hold on her was brutal but it was all so arousing and she wanted more. Merlin did she want more! More of him! More of Draco! Oh yes, she wanted him to own her, to be her alpha. To always be the only one who could dominate her in such a way. His growl reverberated through her body, his words making her tremble beneath him. The amount of dominance he was exuding over her was intoxicating, and every part of him was calling to her to submit to him, to give him the control, but Sky was too stubborn. He wouldn't get an easy win from her, and if he really wanted her, this time she was going to make him prove why she should let herself belong to him.

So the Slytherin hissed back at his words angrily, her hands pushing at him with an all new vigor, eyes blazing again. "No! Make me!" She all but growled back. If he wanted to claim her, he would have to fight for it.

Oh yeah. She was responding in wonderful ways. Of course, there was a bit of struggle in her, but there was also the response of a true submissive. Sure, she was a dominant person in regular life, but he knew her secrets. He knew just how hot she got when he took control and put her in her place beneath him, below him, under him, or on top of him. Whichever way he put her, it would always be submitting to him, and that was the ultimate key.

”I’ll make you, you little minx of a panther,” he growled, pushing hard on her ankles and thrusting hard into her, never breaking the connection between his silver eyes and her violet ones. ”You know I know everything about you, little snake. I know exactly what you love, what you hate. I know what you crave, baby.”

He pulled out of her wanting body, roughly digging his fingers into her body, knowing he’d be leaving bruises all over her and not caring one bit. She should be marked by him. His fingers should dot her body in delicious bruises, proving exactly who had done what to her, and just what he’d made her admit. The blonde flipped her roughly onto her stomach, still keeping her under his body in such a way that there would be no escape. So long as she kept egging him on and challenging him, she’d be stuck with him dominating her.

Draco’s fingers bit into her hips as he roughly tugged her back, getting up on his knees and sliding into her from behind, his erect rod poking and prodding at her deepest nerves. He slammed into her hard, his hips grinding against her arse as he pulled her close to him, then pushed her away as he pulled almost all the way out, only to forcefully slam right back in. He kept this up, snaking his hand down to tweak at her clit as he leaned over her tender body, biting along her spine and over her shoulders, marking her with reckless abandon and snarling a bit as his hips thrust powerfully.

”Are you ready to admit who owns you yet, baby? Are you going to give in to me, or should I keep pushing your most… delicious buttons?” The wolf was most satisfied with this choice of position as he pounded into her, knowing he was probably forcing her face into the grassy ground and sure he was at least doing that to her elbows and chest. She’d be covered in the scent of the forest and Draco, and that was exactly what he wanted.

If she didn’t admit who her alpha was, however, he’d keep having fun. He was sure he could take her to new heights, especially from this delicious angle. She was producing plenty of lubrication after all… And that would surely put her exactly in her place. She would submit eventually, and once she did, Draco would have no issue in letting her play with Potter. He would know she was his as soon as she bowed before him and called him the alpha they both knew he was.

There it was. That promising growl of his that told her that one way or the other, he would succeed in his mission to reclaim her as his. Skyler should have known better than to doubt it. Especially now that they were this far in this insane situation. The brunette could practically feel the promise in his words, and it had her body trembling in delight. Oh yes. She wanted it, and what she wanted, Draco was certainly going to provide. Merlin! What was Draco doing to her?

Dominating her, that's what. His hands were rough on her ankles, and his thrusts that had him hitting deep inside her were hard, and there was no stopping the loud moan she allowed him to pull from her lips from it all. His words couldn't have been more true, and even as the teen's eyes wanted to flutter shut so she could get lost in this fantasy he was giving her, his silver gaze held hers so completely that it was impossible to look away. Oh, he knew her alright. Knew her so well he could command her with a look alone, and could have her quivering with want and need with one simple, ridiculous word.

And oh did he know what she craved. He pulled a whimper from her when he pulled out, and her eyes glazed with passion and pleasure as his fingers gripped her body so hard and roughly that the brunette knew she would have bruises wherever he touched that would match his fingers like prints. And it only made her want more. Merlin, did she ever want more. Her body craved his touch like a dying man craved water, and the teen was lost in the heated scenario playing out.

He flipped her over onto her stomach roughly, and suddenly she was face first in the grassy forest floor, with no where to go still as his own body continued to effectively trap her there. Right where she knew he wanted her. It was all so foreign and yet all so incredibly arousing, and Skyler couldn't stop the quivering of her body as anticipation for what was to come filled her. The blonde was reawakening her need and want for him as he fulfilled his desire to make her his, and her own desire to be owned completely by the Slytherin male was driving her to submit to him as he demanded.

This desire of hers was only increased when he gripped her hips with such force a moan of pure ecstasy fell from her lips. The brunette loved so much when he was rough with her, and he only delivered it with perfection as he slammed back into her. Over and over again, and there was nothing gentle about any of it. There was no gentleness in the way he thrusted into her, or the way he pulled her hips to him, and not even in the way he was stimulating her clit. There was definitely nothing gentle about the bites he was delivering to her back and shoulders, which had Sky hissing as her back arched and her walls constricted around his hard member in a second round of euphoria.

"Draaaacooo!!" The teen half screamed, half moaned his name, not worried about anything other than the insane amount of pleasure he was giving her. Every inch of her body was feeling a pleasure she hadn't ever known as Draco continued on his mission to make her submit to him, and the brunette was more than enjoying every second of it. She was so far gone in the need to be dominated by the blonde that nothing else seemed to matter. Nothing else but that he proved once and for all that he was capable of the claim to be her alpha. It was only a matter of time before she gave into him completely in the way he was demanding of her, but she wasn't prepared to to give in, and instead taunted him in a gutsy move Sky knew she would pay for as she made her hips rock back into him. "Are you ready to make me yet? Are you sure you're strong enough to own me Draco? "

His name belonged on her lips. When she yelled it out in that sexy moan, he nearly lost his load, but managed to hold back as she spouted off yet another challenge. Apparently he hadn’t managed to completely overtake her, as she wasn’t admitting any submission yet. Oh, she could just keep egging him on all day. He’d prove how much of an alpha he was. More specifically, he’d prove that he was her alpha.

”The old memories not enough to make you bend to my will, little snake?” he growled, nipping at the back of her neck before pulling completely out of her and feeling her slippery juices slide out with him. Perfect. Plenty of lubrication to slide up to her puckered bud and already coating his ever rock-hard member.

The Slytherin smirked, grabbing his wand and waving it a couple quick times, making the grass long and strong and wrapping itself around her wrists and arms, holding her down on the forest floor. ”Now, baby, how ‘bout I show you something new. Something only your Alpha could do to you.” He shoved her knees as far apart as possible and used two fingers to gather the slippery fluid from her core, then trailed those fingers up to her tight little arse and massaged the digits in a smooth circle, sliding first one, then the other inside and scissoring his fingers, rotating and pumping in a way that he knew would make her feel shocks of pleasure and pain all the same.

”You’re going to see stars by the time I’m done with you, baby. And I bet you’ll still be whimpering for me the next time Potter prods at your pretty little pussy.” Having stretched her out enough to slide his erect member inside, Draco pulled his fingers out with a pop and smirked before poking the head of his penis inside, using his hands to force her arse cheeks far apart, then thrusting in with one swift move of the hips.

Oh, he moaned as he felt how extremely tight she was. Mmm, he would have her in every way forever. Draco would make sure that she would never forget just how thoroughly he’d marked her as his own. ”You. Are. Mine!” He panted out each word with a deep thrust, knowing he didn’t have much more restraint in him but determined to get her to admit that she belonged to him. ”Now, tell me, little snake. Who do you belong to? Who is your Alpha?”

Skyler wasn't certain what to expect next, but she knew Draco well enough to expect something. Because even before the wolf, the blonde had been a very dominant male, and would not have let such a remark go. Not even if it had been playful. It filled the brunette to the brim with anticipation, excitement, and slight wariness to think of what he would do to her now that she had taunted him in such a challenging way on purpose. But really, he should have expected it. By then, Draco should have known she wasn't the type of girl to just roll over for him and submit, and even after this was all said and done, she would still challenge him in more ways than one.

It was more than the dominance that the teen desired, and that aroused her. More than the roughness of his touches, or the hard thrusts into her. It was more than the sexual acts they were performing. It was the fight. It was what turned her on to an entirely new level, what would make her give into him in the end, time and time again. Because Draco was never afraid to demonstrate his strength and power over her, and no matter how angry she was, or how much she fought him on it, he always fought back harder. Until she was spent and he had put her in her place. There wasn't anyone else who could do such a thing, or knew the Slytherin well enough to really understand her need and want for it.

But Draco did, and he enjoyed giving her what she both wanted and needed, and his growled words had her sending an angry hiss in response, even as her body shuddered from the bite to the back of her neck. Of course they weren't enough to have her bending to his will, and she wanted to snap back at him about how things were different now, and how she wasn't going to just give him what he wanted just because he wanted it. Sky might have even opened her mouth to speak the words, but they got lost in a whimper as he pulled out of her again, and she groaned softly at the loss of contact.

Sky looked over her shoulder to see him waving his wand, and suddenly her arms and wrists were being tied to the very ground by the grass. Gazing at her new restraints, the brunette have an experimental tug. The grass was strong, and clearly he hadn't meant for her to get loose. All at once, anger welled up inside her, violet eyes blazing to life at being the bonds now holding her to the ground, even as they excited her just as much. She snarled at the grass, tugging on it more forcefully, but froze when he shoved her knees apart, his words sending a shiver down her spine that had her body trembling.

His fingers were on her, sliding along her slippery slit, and there was no fighting back the needy whimper she let loose. Until they were trailing further along, up to her.."Draco, don't you da-" Skyler's warning was lost in a cried out yell of pain and pleasure as he breached a place that she had always been quite sure she would never be filled. Her eyes squeezed shut, her fingers digging into the ground as she tried to pull away from the pain. But at the same time, she wanted more of it, because whatever the blonde was doing hurt so damn good. It hurt so good she couldn't even bother to think about how she was sure things were not supposed to go in there, much less tell him that. The only thing she could do was grit her teeth against the pain, and moan from the pleasure.

But just as she was getting accustomed to his fingers being in there, they were removed, which was both a relief and a loss, and the teen whimpered again almost pitifully. His words had her building desire nearly overflowing, and yet, confused her as well. And angered her. Especially the part about Harry. Unfortunately, she wasn't given long to dwell on what he said, because something else was being pressed against her virgin ass, and Sky was sure it wasn't his fingers this time. No. This time it was his hard and above average sized member, and Sky panicked, trying to wriggle away from him. It did no good though, and before she was even prepared to accept it, he had thrusted in her, completely sheathed inside her.

There was nothing she could do but scream. And scream she did. In what was probably the greatest and craziest mix of pain and pleasure she had ever felt. Of that, she had no doubt. But the pain was enough to have tears springing to her violet orbs, and she squeezed her eyes shut tight, her entire body tensing as she bit down on her lip with a groan hard enough to make it bleed. The tensing did not help, and only seemed to make the pain worse, and her restraints weren't letting her get anywhere. In the back of her mind, a voice told Sky she had asked for it, but she forced it away with a growl, and tried to get her body under control enough to relax it to maybe ease the pain.

Her own heightened senses picked up Draco's own moan from behind her, and she answered it with a loud one of her own that ended in a hiss of pain as he began to actively thrust into her. Hard, and deep. Because that was what she wanted. What she begged for. She may not have said the words out loud, but Draco knew. He always knew. Knew how to drive her wild, knew her every want and need. To anyone else, this might seem completely one sided, but it was all just as much for her as it was for Draco. It was exactly what she needed. And everything she wanted. And it was all wrapped up in the blonde now dominating her in a completely new way.

His panted words echoed in her head, what little part of it could think outside the pain, which had receeded a good deal to make way for the shockingly incredible pleasure he was creating within her. The pleasure from him being inside her. The every desire of hers he was exploiting. The demands to submit to him. The dominance he was exerting over her. It was all too much. It was all calling to her. Stronger, and stronger, until the build up was too much, and it bubbled over. She couldn't fight him anymore, and didn't want to. "I'm yours Draco!! I belong to you, Alpha!!" Sky finally submitted. Draco, was her Alpha.

The mix of pleasure and pain that was clear in her moans and hisses had Draco biting his lip to keep from spilling his hot seed before she’d fully admitted just who she belonged to. Merlin, it was so sexy. She sounded like she was in some mix of heaven and hell and it was amazing, making him pant and growl as he dug his fingers into her hips with such strength he could feel the very resistance of her bones.

Draco let out a bark-like noise of celebration and satisfaction when she finally called him Alpha, reaching down to play roughly with her sensitive bundle of nerves, slipping two fingers roughly inside of her so that she would feel so full she wouldn’t know what hit her. As soon as he felt her clamping down on his fingers, her arse tightening even more as the muscles contracted inside of her tender little body, Draco let himself go with a mighty howl.

Hips bucking hard into her tight hole, the blonde howled out his release and his ownership of the girl below him. He came so hard he saw stars behind his eyes, and he slumped over her bad, pulling his hand from her sweet core and lapping at his fingers to clean them off before rolling off of her and grabbing for his wand. In an instant, he had the grass back to normal so that she could collapse into her own ecstatic heap, and he was using the wand to clean them both up and protect her from any unwanted side-effects.

”Mmm, that’s right. I’m your Alpha, baby. And you don’t get to decide what I do or do not dare, especially when it concerns you. Your body is mine, fail snake. You are mine. Every single bit of you belongs to me. I’m sure you understand that now, don’t you, baby?” He smirked at her, silver eyes shining with power and pride.

Draco knew that they had probably spent about as long as they had without raising suspicion in the forest together, and they were still rather deep in it. He figured they’d probably need to shift and let the animals get them out in a timely manner that didn’t involve getting lost. Before that could happen, however, he had some things to go over with his little snake. ”So, baby,” he started, sitting up and summoning the scraps of clothing that remained, turning them into full sets again with a couple quick flicks of his wand. ”You can string Potter along as long as you want. I really don’t care. Now that you are mine, you have submitted to me, it doesn’t matter who we are seen to be with. You will always be mine, fail snake. And I will forever be your Alpha. No one else matters, understand? Potter doesn’t matter. Leyton doesn’t matter. No one. So you can have fun with your Gryffindor toy, but you will come back to me, and that is the only important thing.”

He smirked at her and leaned in to kiss her heatedly, biting at her lip before pulling away and dressing himself, shifting seamlessly into the wolf simply by focusing on the power he felt coursing through his body just from the way she called him ‘Alpha’. He watched her, waiting for her to get dressed and join him so that they could run freely again. His eyes were full of the wordless order to shift and to follow. To be the submissive kitten that she only knew how to be for him. Her Alpha wolf.

Skyler, if ever asked, would never be able to tell just what had tipped her over the edge that day in the forest. Maybe it was finally submitting to her Alpha. Or maybe it was the way his fingers gripped her hips so roughly her bones ached from the touch. It could have been the rough stimulation he performed to her nub of nerves, or even the fingers he roughly shoved inside her. Perhaps it was that she was tied down and completely at his mercy, or the mere force he was thrusting into her with. Maybe, just maybe, it was simply all of it combined with the fact that it was Draco performing these acts on her.

Whatever the case may be, the Slytherin was positive none of this would have ever happened with anyone else. No, only the blonde could ever get her to such a point of total submission. Only Draco would take the initiative to dominate her and own her so fully. And only Draco knew just how much it all pushed her over the edge. At some point her eyes had stopped prickling with tears and instead lights exploded in front of her closed eyelids, and as the muscles in her body tensed all around every part of him that was inside her, stars bursted forth instead. Her back arched simultaneously, toes and fingers curling to the point it hurt as she screamed her orgasm into the forest, and to her Alpha. "Alphaaaaa!!"

He seemed to find his release at the same time she found hers, and the brunette felt his hot seed spurt deep within her as he slumped on top of her. Skyler only wanted to collapse from the exertion he had just put her through, and the moment the grass allowed her to she did. The teen felt him using his wand to clean her up, and she rolled onto her back, chest heaving with her panting breaths, eyes still closed as she rested her aching body. Oh but it was such an amazing kind of ache. Each sore muscle served as further proof that the blonde had dominated her to such an extent. That she was his. That he was her Alpha. And wrong as it may be, all things considered, Sky couldn't help but bask in it. Her very body seemed to sing with her submission to the older boy, and a blissful smile curled her lips.

His words were like pleasure to her ears, and sent pleasant shudders flowing through her body. Looking at him, seeing the pride in those silver eyes and that satisfied smirk on his lips, Skyler couldn't deny his words, or say they weren't true. Merlin, how could she? Every fiber of her being seemed to scream his very name, and his scent clung to her body like a cloak along with his dominance. All the teen could really do was nod to his words, purple eyes staring back into silver filled with love and pride. Oh, she had always and would always love the blonde, and there was no doubt that she was proud to have him be the one to claim her as his. "I understand, Alpha." Now that he had claimed her, it felt like second nature to call him by that term, and it slipped from her lips as if it had always been what she referred to him as.

But her smile easily turned into a frown when he began to speak again, the high of pleasure she had been riding coming to an abrupt end when he began to speak to her about Harry. Reality came crashing back with a force that knocked the air from her, and never had she felt so guilty and wretched as she did then. The Gryffindor had never done anything to deserve this. And here Draco was speaking of Harry as if he was just some plaything to her! Anger boiled within her, even as he kissed her with a heat she had nearly forgotten, and she watched him fix her clothes with a few flicks of his wand, purple eyes now blazing again. "Bolt is not just some toy, Drake. He matters. A lot. So don't you go forgetting that." The Slytherin witch hissed out at him like the angry cat she was, eyes narrowing as he put his clothes back on and switched forms with an ease he shouldn't even have.

Rolling her eyes at the wolf now watching her, Skyler pulled herself up, stretching her limbs to get a grip on how much damage he had done. There was a sharp pain in her lower back that had her hissing in discomfort, but she refused to let it hinder it. Instead, the girl pulled on her clothes, thoughts full of worry and trepidation as she considered how to handle this new relationship with Draco, and the current one with her boyfriend back at the castle. Again, she found herself wondering how she ended up in these impossible situations, and couldn't help but smile a little. Harry couldn't have picked a better word to call her. She sighed. The teen doubted he would find it at all amusing if he knew any of this.

Meanwhile, her Alpha wolf was looking at her with a command in his grey eyes, but after his words regarding Harry, the teen was not in a mood to appease him. Even though her instincts were commanding that she submit to his demand. She did shift into the graceful feline of the panther, but she didn't wait to follow him. Instead, she shot off through the forest like a bullet, streaking through it with the stealth and speed of the fierce predator she was. It was her first act of defiance after his claim, and it filled her with anticipation and a reckless excitement. He could follow her. Damn wolf.

She could call him this new name forever as far as Draco was concerned. He loved hearing the word on her lips, especially as he stood there in the form of the white wolf, basking in the afterglow of his claim. Now that he was back in said form, he could smell himself all over her. That was the way she was meant to smell. Like herself and him. No Potter to be found. He tried to smirk, pulling his lips away from his teeth and letting the harsh fangs glint in the natural light of the forest.

Sure, she might say Potter wasn’t just a toy now, but he would get her to see things clearly sooner or later he was sure. After all, Potter wasn’t the one who held her heart, was he? No. That belonged to her Alpha. So Potter was nothing but a stepping stone as far as romance was concerned. He was sure the raven-haired boy was very special to her as far as friends went. Hell, he was even growing toward ‘friend’ in Draco’s own mind. That didn’t mean he thought the ‘hero’ of Gryffindor should have his fail snake, though.

He was just about to start trotting off for her to follow him, figuring she’d catch on soon and he could start actually running nice and strong like the wolf so desired, when the panther shifted before him and took off past him. The wolf snarled in absolute rage that she had ignored the direct order in his eyes. He was sure she could hear the anger in the howl that followed her through the brush and trees as he followed hot on her tail, his slightly longer legs and larger muscles letting him keep up with the quick-footed feline.

Silver eyes focused on every chance at a cut-off, ever shorter route that would put him one step closer to his submissive little kitten. Oh, he wouldn’t call her that to her face unless he wanted a new scar or four, but he’d think it pretty heavily. She was his little kitten and she could run as much as she wanted but sooner or later…

He managed that smirk-like look again as he lunged, landing on the back half of her back and rump and pushing her to the ground, his back legs steady on the forest floor while his front paws pushed mightily on her back, forcing her down. He leaned in with a deep snarl and grabbed the back of her neck roughly, biting the scruff with force to show just how dominant he was. He bit hard enough to hurt but not hard enough to pierce the skin. He just wanted to teach her her place, not actually hurt her too badly. A little pain to remember where she stood, or rested rather. Beneath him. Because he was in charge. He was her Alpha.

And he was so turned on by that simple thought and the fact that he was on top of her and exerting his dominance in such a way that he couldn’t help but shift back, grabbing her fur in his fingers and pulling roughly, speaking huskily into those panther ears. ”Shift for me, baby. I’m ready for round two. This time maybe you can figure out how to make your Alpha lose his… control…” he growled, egging her on and hoping she’d take the bait. Yes, he loved to dominate her, but he would absolutely enjoy her having her way with him. Push him down, hold him in place with that wild magic of hers, ride him until he screamed her name to the heavens…

Just the thought had him hard as a rock again, and he really hoped he’d pushed her enough to make her take what she wanted from him.

The angry snarls and furious howls of the wolf followed the panther through the forest, and spurred it faster in it's run. As did the paws hitting the ground behind her, telling her that the wolf was not just angry, but chasing her as well. Skyler pushed the panther to it's fastest, the trees and forest whipping by in a blur of greens and browns, excitement in the cat's purple eyes as it continued on it's race to outrun the wolf. Though she knew eventually he would catch her. She just hoped it wouldn't be anytime soon, and not until she was ready to be caught. She was hoping in vain.

Just as the panther was about to leap into a tree, which would have put her completely out of reach of the wolf, and probably serve to anger her Alpha further, which was the appeal of doing it in the first place, she felt him pounce on her. Damn. Game over. Even though she knew it was over, it didn't stop the panther from letting out a vicious and angry roar as his forceful paws shoved her down. Her claws scratched at the ground and the cat hissed and snarled viciously. Clearly the feline was not happy with the current predicament. Until he bit her.

The panther let out a pitiful whine as the teeth bit into the scruff of her neck, though Sky knew he wouldn't have made her bleed. Draco would never hurt her like that. No. This was a lesson. He was putting her in her place, and it sparked the girl inside in a pleased way, the panther purring at him. She would submit to him only when he made her, and no more or less. The teen knew he was her Alpha, accepted it, loved it. But it didn't change the fact that she was still a very independent and wild girl.

She would constantly be toeing the line with him, which meant that there would be constant reminders as to where her rightful place was. Skyler wouldn't have allowed him to claim her or dominate her if it wasn't both what she wanted and needed. The teen needed someone who could control her, otherwise she would run rampant through the world, a force to be reckoned with left unchecked and uncontrolled until she really did cause some kind of destruction. She needed someone strong enough to fight her when she was angry, to force her to submit when she was too stubborn to, even if she knew it was what she should do.

Draco was that one person. He was the one single person who could provide everything she needed and wanted. The one person she could trust with such control over herself. It wasn't a relationship many other people would understand. Some might call it one sided. Some might think she didn't like it. But that didn't matter. Because she knew differently, and so did the blonde. As strong willed and dominant as the brunette was, she would always anticipate with excitement these little scuffles with her Alpha, which would always end with her submission.

But then he was pulling on her fur, not at all gently, and the panther snarled in its rage at the action. His words rang in her sensitive ears though, and there was no ignoring the command in his tone when he told her to shift. Ooh but she was going to. With a force, the panther shook him off of her, rising to it's feet with a growl and prowling around the blonde, hissing and spitting like the angry cat she was, thick tail flicking in agitation behind her. Violet eyes flashed at him as they stared into his grey ones, and all at once, the great black cat sunk into a predatory crouch. It's muscles tensed, like a coil ready to spring. And spring she did.

The panther lunged for it's prey, except midway through, she shifted back, so that when she landed on top of the boy, she pinned him to the ground on his back with her hands on his shoulders, her knees straddling his hips. Leaning forward, Skyler wasted no time in returning the favor he had bestowed upon her, and delivered a rough bite to the junction between his neck and shoulder. The brunette could feel just how ready for round two the blonde was, and it excited her all the more. She had never really gotten the proper chance to drive him wild on purpose before, and oh how she wanted to now.  

But she was still angry at him for pulling on her fur like that. "You should be more careful with my fur, Alpha. I don't like it getting mistreated." The brunette whispered against his ear, moving her hips slowly and teasingly over his obvious arousal. Meanwhile, her hands left his shoulders, taking his hands and pinning them up by his head, her teeth grazing his earlobe lightly. "Now how should you be punished?" Smirking, the teen grabbed her wand and waved it with a flick, eyes sparkling at him. The charm would have his wrists and ankles stuck to the ground by and invisible force, ensuring he would stay there.

Skyler didn't feel a need to dominate Draco. No, that was his job as her Alpha. She just wanted to remind him that she wasn't some meek little kitten. She had claws, and wasn't afraid to use them. The teen wanted to remind him of just who she was, and what she was capable of. That she would always challenge him. That's what she was there for. She would never give in to him without a fight. The brunette enjoyed the battle too much for that. He wouldn't get a win he didn't earn. Just like he would need to remind her just who was in charge. But she wouldn't have it any other way.

She moved her hips in sinfully slow circles on top of him, pulling his mouth into a slow and heated kiss, pouring her passion and love for him into it as her fingers slowly undid the buttons on his shirt. Her hands swept the material off to his sides, nails grazing over the skin of his chest as she did so. Skyler then proceeded to pull away from his lips, breaths coming in soft pants from the heated kiss she gave him as she planted light kisses and bites down his neck, pausing to suck at his pulse point before continuing on down his chest. Her vibrant eyes looked into his silver ones as she sucked a nipple between her lips, using her teeth to nip at it softly. The whole time, her hips continued to grind against him in that slow and teasing movement she knew would be driving him crazy. Just as she wanted.

A slight jolt of fear ran through his body before Draco could squash it as the panther leapt at him. He knew she wouldn’t dare actually hurt him, especially given his new status as her Alpha, but it was still nerve wracking to see an angry panther soaring through the air at him. When she shifted in mid-air, he couldn’t help but feel a sort of awe toward her skill. That was, until he was down on his back with the wind somewhat knocked out of him. Then he was just rather irritated and extremely turned on and excited by the mischief in her violet eyes.

He couldn’t help but buck up against her as her hips danced above him, rubbing her clothing-clad core over his arousal in a most provocative and teasing way. Apparently her fur was as special as her hair in human form, which meant he was definitely going to be in trouble for the way he’d tugged on it with his coarse fingers. When she mentioned punishing him, he felt his cock twitch in his pants. Draco tried to shift, tried to move his hands so he could play them over her body, but soon figured out what she’d done with that simple wand flick. He was bound, stuck, and growling, but the lust in his silver orbs made it clear just how much he was enjoying this, as did the obvious twitching of rock hard member.

Yes, he was her Alpha, and he was generally in charge, but Merlin did it feel good to have little to no control in this situation. She could press his buttons and challenge him all she wanted. It was what he lived for and why he really loved her. Draco had never met anyone who could keep up with him like Sky could. She was strong enough to deal with his ego and temper, and she was willing to submit to his dominant nature, but she was also never going to let him go too far or get too comfortable. She kept him on his toes. He couldn’t have found a better match for himself.

The blonde moaned into her kiss as she moved her hips over him, finding himself so aroused as her hands ran down his chest and unbuttoned his shirt. Oh, it was pure heaven, not being able to take that control back. He just wanted her to control him like this for as long as she desired. He’d be her willing slave if she but put a leash on his neck and commanded him. Mmmm, that thought had him bucking again, thinking of how he could use that as a gift the next time they had something to celebrate.

”Oh, baby, I don’t know if it’s right how bloody turned on I am by the promise of your punishment,” he groaned as her lips and teeth played at his nipple. When she’d bit his neck he couldn’t even form thoughts, and now it throbbed in a delicious way. Just like his erection. She was teasing him so thoroughly that he didn’t know how he would ever survive if she didn’t do something more soon. ”If you keep up that little dance and don’t get rid of any of these clothes, I am going to be one very angry Alpha, baby.”

His words were muddled in growls of desire and need as he struggled against the invisible restraints, wishing desperately that he could take control and fuck her brains out again. But then, he did so love the way she was making him fill with absolute need for her touch, for her body. Mmm, he just hoped she would do something more soon, because he really did not want to get a bad case of the blues…

Having Draco beneath her was the best feeling in the world. Not because he was under her and at her mercy. Not because his growls echoed through her body and made it shudder with pleasure. Not even because of the way his incredibly hard member was grinded into her more forcefully with every buck of his hips. No. All of that could be taken away from the equation and it was still the best feeling in the world simply because it was the blonde who she straddled. It shouldn't have surprised her.

Even at his worst, she the brunette held Draco high above the rest. There was hardly a person who could hold a candle to him in her eyes. Her love for him burned brighter and hotter than any fire ever could, and it had never gone away. She was sure it never would, nor would she want it to. The teen had tried to push it away, to keep a lid on it, but that had apparently not been enough to hide the way she was irrevocably in love with the older Slytherin. Part of her wanted to believe it might have been good enough had the wolf had not have come out to play. But she knew she was only kidding herself.

Because for Skyler, it had always and it would always be Draco. Even when they were with other people, her gaze always sought his. His silver eyes still pinned her in place. His voice still made her shudder in delight. Her body still craved his touch. And her heart still belonged to him. If there had ever been a place in life that she believed she had ever belonged, it was in Draco's arms. She had known it all along. Somewhere deep within her, where she had tried to bury it, the Slytherin had known. And that very passion and fierce love burned brightly in her purple eyes as the teen gave into her desire to release it once and for all.

Sky knew she had made a mess of things. Knew she had made more wrong choices than right ones. And she would take the consequences for them all without complaint. She deserved it, and no one would convince her otherwise. Because of her, one more person would be hurt in the tangled mess she had made her love life. But the brunette could no longer control the very need she felt for Draco. There was no more denying just how much she loved the blonde. No more pushing it away, and locking it up. She was his, and he was hers, and this time, she wasn't going to give it up.

So she pushed everything else away and out of mind. It had no place there at the moment, and she was dead set on focusing completely and utterly on the blonde who she belonged to in every way possible. Maybe she was a terrible and completely selfish person, but at the moment, Skyler couldn't bring herself to care. She needed him, more than anything, or anyone. And Merlin, did she want him.

Especially when he groaned in that pleasured way, as if she were making him ache with need and want as well. The teen knew she probably wasn't off by much, if at all, in thinking that. And oh did she want to hear her name on those lips of him in desired and pleasured tones and ways. She would too, because the brunette was determined to pull those from him now, as she took the initiative to give his other nipple attention, sucking that one between her lips and playing it with her tongue instead of biting that time.

Meanwhile, her hands explored his chest and abs, feeling the well defined and hard body he possessed that had been without her touch for far too long for her liking. His words had her smirking in that devilish way hers as she bit his bottom lip, speaking against his lips so that with every word, her lips brushed against his. "Ah ah Alpha. This is my game this time. My rules. So you can get as angry as you'd like, but it won't get you your hands back anytime before I decide you've been punished enough for pulling on my fur." Skyler took the time to provide him a promising glare. She really didn't enjoy him tugging on her beautiful fur so roughly. He should have known better.

As she spoke, one hand snaked down his body slowly, inching lower with every word until it reached between them and she pressed her palm ever so softly against his raging member, which was early straining to be free and begging for attention. With that being said, the teen took her sweet time in missing and biting her way down his incredibly toned body. Every inch of him was like pure strength, and it turned her on to know without a doubt that he was hers. Would always be hers. Her Alpha.

Meanwhile, her fingers were working at the button and zipper of his slacks, as she licked all around his belly button, and proceeded to create a trail of bites further down his body, sucking each mark as she did. The brunette lifted her hips in order to tug his pants down enough to have his hard as a brick and leaking member springing forth. Sky was straddling his thighs more than anything now, and her purple eyes found his grey ones as she used a finger to rub the head of his cock, collecting some of the precum there. Eyes still locked on his, she brought the finger to her seductively smirking lips, sucking the finger between her lips and into her mouth, tasting him for very first time.

A small moan of appreciation left her as she did, a soft blush forming on her face. While she had no real clue what she was doing, or where she even got the confidence to do it, the brunette was glad she was and did. Of course, the next part she had at least some idea of what she was doing, but she was still nervous about it, having never done it before. This was enough to have her biting her bottom lip as she removed the finger from her mouth, looking at him through her thick black lashes. "I like the way you taste, Alpha." She murmured softly, and a it shyly.

But that had to go, because there couldn't be any shyness in her next move. So she flashed him a devious smirk, eyes full of desire for him though they never strayed from his gaze. "I've been practicing something Alpha.." Sky trailed off suggestively, knowing he would most likely draw both the right and wrong conclusions about what she had been practicing and about how she had been practicing it as she leaned down slowly so that her mouth hovered just over his erection. She was purposefully calling him Alpha, because she liked it for one, and because she wanted him to know she wasn't about to forget his claim.

Without further ado, and without breaking eye contact from him, the teen flicked her tongue out, letting it dance over the head of his member before she licked down his shaft with just the very tip of her tongue. She followed the same trail back up along his rigid length, and then followed up by slipping her lips around just the head of his cock and sucking lightly. One hand wrapped around the base of his member, and squeezed ever so lightly. Sky had never done this before, so she wasn't certain what really worked and didn't. She didn't want to use too much force or be too rough or anything. Besides, she really wanted to tease the hell out of him for a bit. That would teach him to pull on her gorgeous fur again.

The way she called him Alpha was making his skin crawl with desire and pride. She just sounded so damn sexy and so devilish when she said it and teased him, his arms pinned so cruelly above his head when he wanted so badly to put her in her place, to shove his throbbing arousal inside of her and never leave. Merlin, he loved her. How he’d ever thought he might get over her, let her be with another bloke… It was asinine to even think! She’d always be the one who held his heart, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

That slow moving hand was a delicious torture, and the way she palmed his erection had him bucking even more. He didn’t have any control over his hungry body, but it didn’t bother him. She was the one person he would lose control with willingly. Sky could see every little string inside him snap as he fought for dominance while being dominated, because he trusted her that much. He would let her hold a knife to his throat just to quicken his pulse.

He groaned loudly when she kissed down his body, nipping at his abs and making him shiver, his pulse quickening as her fingers worked at the button and zip of his pants. He knew she’d be leaving little love-bites on his torso, and that only made him shiver more. Oh, he hoped Leyton saw them. Hoped the boy realized he’d been with someone else. That would just make everything so much easier. He was not going to be owned by the dramatic sod, didn’t deserve to be treated the way he was by the older male, and this just proved it in his mind.

Being with his fail snake felt so much better to Draco. It was just right. This was who he was meant to be with and who was he to fight that fact? No one, that’s who. He wouldn’t fight it anymore, and as she moved her hips and his pants, he couldn’t help but moan something more akin to a growl. His silver eyes shone with desire as she stroked his leaking cock, bringing his pearly essence to her lips and licking it in such a way that had him nearly exploding from the sheer erotic nature of the act. Merlin, he’d never seen something so bloody sexy.

”Oh, Merlin, baby. That is so damn sexy…” he said in a raspy voice full of need. Gods. She’d moaned at the taste, then complimented him with those thick lashes covering half her gorgeous, lustful eyes. Draco was sure he had died and gone to heaven, especially when she smirked at him and admitted to having been practicing. Oh, Salazar’s mother, did she mean what he thought she meant? Oh, yes, she so did. Her mouth was hovering over him and he whimpered, biting his bottom lip and fighting to keep from bucking his hips. His eyes stared straight into hers as she finally took his member in her lips and he couldn’t help but let them close, a loud moan flowing from deep in his chest and rumbling out of his mouth into the forest air.

The way her tongue worked over him, her mouth taking in his head and sucking like a bloody vacuum… Merlin. It was bloody wonderful. Her fingers wrapped around him, too, and it made him lose control just slightly, a small thrust of the hips slipping through before he could stop himself and keep that in check. Something about the way she touched him so lightly and the way she moved her mouth made him think she hadn’t been practicing with other men, but he was worried nonetheless. The simple idea of her being with another person like this made him so green with envy that he couldn’t hold back the growl within.

”Bloody hell, baby. I… sincerely hope… you haven’t… oh Merlin… practiced this with… Mmm, other blokes.” He couldn’t be as threatening as he wanted, as he was in too much bliss, even as she kept teasing him so devilishly. It just felt so good. Her mouth was the sweetest, warmest little cavern he’d ever experienced, and her hands were always so soft and sweet… ”I might have to… rid them of… their manhood… if you had.” With that he let out a loud moan and his legs twitched as he held back from bucking again. Oh, how he wanted to pound up into her mouth, but he had more self-control than that. Draco would let her pleasure him as she wanted, and he would do his best not to choke or hurt her in any way. She was a bloody goddess, and deserved to be treated as such. ”Mmm, fail snake. Do you have… any idea… how much I… bloody love you?”

Skyler was in a world of pleasure all it's own as he responded to every touch she gave him. Every whisper of her fingers on his hard and toned body, ever soft touch of her lips pulled reactions from Draco that she knew she never wanted another to ever get from him. It was hard to even think that anyone else could ever be to her what Draco was. Surely there was no doubt in her mind now that no one ever could. The blonde had completely taken every last part of her, and owned her so fully that there was nothing left for anyone else. And the brunette felt herself falling in love all over again. She loved the way her very soul seemed to call out his name, and the way that bringing pleasure to him gave pleasure to her as well.

Oh, how she loved him. It was like a slow burning fire that never went out, and now had been stoked into a full fledged blaze. It burned through her until every fiber of her being was crawling with the passion of her love for the man, and threatened to consume her. Everything about him called to her, until she was lost in a world that only included him. The teen's purple eyes blazed to life with it, and it spurred her actions, as did his moans and growls. And his would-be threats to anyone she might have performed such actions on. It made her want to smirk. Sky knew he would follow through with his threats if what he assumed was actually true. Draco had always been the jealous and possessive type, and from the start the brunette had loved that about him. She was glad to say that hadn't changed a bit.

So her mouth slid further down his rigid shaft, ever so slowly, her tongue swirling around it as she did. Her hand traveled smoothly up as she performed this action, and she found herself able to get down his member almost three quarters of the way before her gag reflex kicked in and she felt herself nearly choke. The teen backed off just a bit, not phased by too much by it. At least now she knew just how much of him she could take, and with that in mind, she slid her mouth back up again, sucking on the head of his arousal as her hand slid back down to the hilt of him. She didn't waste any time in repeating the process, except her hand gripped him with a bit more force, her mouth sucking a bit more harder as it slid over his member again, her tongue continuing its sensual dance around his hard rod in her mouth.

Not once did her gaze leave his face, eyes burning bright with the fierce love and desire she felt for the blonde she was bringing to ecstacy. Oh, she could watch him lose control all day and all night for the rest of her life and never get bored. It wasn't often that the proud and arrogant male gave up any kind of control, so to see him so utterly without it was an intoxicating sight to behold. Retorts to his words were already on the tip of her tongue though, and she continued the slow and smooth process her mouth had developed for him before, with a final hard suck to the head of his cock and small 'pop', she released it from her mouth, and proceeded to kiss, bite, and suck a trail back up his body. Her mission was simple. To mark him as hers just as much as he had marked her as his. Because he belonged to her just as much as she belonged to him.

At some point, she would need to deal with the fact that she did still have a boyfriend. One that wasn't the blonde. And even if it didn't seem like it at the moment, Skyler really did love Harry. He was incredibly special to the brunette, and completely irreplaceable to her. And for a moment in time, she had honestly believed the Gryffindor could be everything she needed and wanted. Had wanted him to, so much so that she had really believed it. But she couldn't deny anymore that he wasn't. Draco was. Draco always had been.

But that was neither here nor there as she continued her mission to mark the Slytherin male to the point where he wouldn't be able to hide them. She crawled up over his delicious body as she made her way further, brushing her hips lightly over his needy member as she did so, until she could lick at the mark she had created on his neck, sucking on it again if only to further reinforce the fact that he was hers. The teen kissed up along his neck until she reached his ear, nibbling on it lightly before she whispered into it. "Don't worry, Alpha. You had me first in every way possible." She admitted to him, knowing that admission alone would have his desire for his control back raging.

It was true though. Draco was her first in everything. But Skyler wanted to drive him that point, so she grabbed her wand, flicking it to rid herself of her own clothes, letting him feel her own desire for him as she pressed her now naked core against his arousal, moaning softly from the contact and intense pleasure that simple action brought to her. Her lips trailed along his collabone, biting softly. "You were my first kiss.." She murmured softly, knowing he would hear her words, and placing a soft kiss to his skin. "My first boyfriend.." The brunette slowly grinded her hips against him, continuing to bite along his collarbone as she spoke. "My first love." At this point, the Slytherin witch lifted her head so that she could meet his silver gaze. "You're my first in every sexual experience, Alpha. They all belong to you."

She wanted him to see the total devotion she had to him, and to tell him just how completely she did belong to him. It wasn't until that moment that the teen herself realized just how far above everyone else Draco would always be to her. There was no other who could hold her heart. It was his. And it would always be his. Skyler leaned forward so she could deliver a demanding whisper against his lips, flicking her wand quickly before dropping it to the ground again, ending the charm that had him restrained. She wanted to feel his hands on her, her body was needy for the dominant touch only her Alpha could provide. "Tell me. Tell me how much you love me, Draco." The brunette purred his name, and then claimed his lips in a demanding and passionate kiss that left no doubt of just how completely she did love him.

She was more talented than he ever expected her to be, especially given what she confessed when she finally released his straining member with a sweet ‘pop’ of her lips. He’d nearly come apart during the torturous pleasure that was the blow job she’d just given him, but he’d maintained himself somehow. Those lips, that mouth, it was all pure magic. He loved the way she used that mouth of hers to make his body, to lay her own claim.

This girl would always be his, but he also would always be hers, and he knew that more now than ever. They had a bond that the wolf would not let him deny, and he loved it. There was a distinct difference between this beautiful woman atop him and his cousin who he was still technically dating. Sure, Leyton had been his first snog when they were kids and experimenting. He’d been the first person to show him love as well, but it wasn’t the real Draco that Leyton had loved. Skyler had seen who he really was and had embraced him for it, had given him her heart and taken his, battered and bruised as it was.

Skyler was everything in the world to him, and the fact that he had tried to forget that made him sick to his stomach. He couldn’t let her go even if he tried. They were meant to be together. They loved each other, even loved each other’s flaws. There was nothing more Draco could ask for than the love he found in those beautiful purple eyes, especially as she kissed up his body, nibbled on his neck, claimed him as she confessed to him how many firsts he really was.

He was so damn hard he didn’t even know how his body could get that turned on, and when she finally waved her wand and freed him, he immediately moved his hands down to her hips and pulled her onto him hard, bucking up into her while he helped her find a steady pace astride him. She was so sexy, so beautiful, and so his.

”Oh, fail snake. I love you so much. I love every single… oh… little thing about you!” he grunted a bit as he pushed roughly up into her. ”I can’t believe how much of an idiot I was to ever let you go, baby. But you… mmm. You’re mine forever, and I’m not going to forget that again.”

Keeping one hand on her hip to help guide her in the delicious pace they pounded together with, Draco moved his hand up to her neck, pulling her face in toward his and kissing her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue and feeling his member twitch inside of her. Oh, gods. It was just so erotic. So amazing. He never wanted to leave this damn forest and go back to their lives where they both were supposedly in relationships not involving each other.

”Mmm, baby. I wish the whole world knew just how much you belong to me.”

The moment his hands were gripping her hips with that possessive hold he always seemed to use on her, Skyler let out a throaty moan. Merlin, if ever she craved anything in her life it was his touch. How had she gone without it for so long? Technically it hadn't been very long at all. But it seemed like an eternity to the teen. Any touch from Draco both calmed and excited her. She never failed to relax under his touch, or to feel delightful pleasure from even the simplest ones. And they were all like a freedom she had never before experienced. He was like a freedom she had never before experienced.

From the moment they had met, Draco had provided that freedom for her to simply just be. No defenses, no pretenses, no pretending. Just her. She couldn't help but think back to her first night in the castle, and the way she had threatened him when he had tried to pull her closer to him. Oh, how things had changed so fast from there, because now it was like she couldn't be close enough to him. But still, no matter what changed, being with Draco was like being home. There was no place that she was more herself, more comfortable, more content, than the place that was with him.

So as she was pulled onto his extremely hard member none too gently, the loud moan that escaped her lips was both in relief and pleasure. The feeling of having him inside her always had been and would be greater than just some sexual feeling of pleasure. It was a feeling of being whole again, as if she had been only a half without him. It was a feeling of being complete, and she didn't get that with anyone else. Not even Harry. And in that, Skyler knew she had the answer to just what she would need to do sometime soon in the future. Because for the Slytherin, there was no turning back. She wouldn't live without Draco anymore.

She let him guide her into the pace he wanted, everything in her wanting nothing more than to provide him with what he desired. Her hips moved in time with his in some mesmerizing, delicious dance that came so naturally as she ground herself down on his erection. The amount of pleasure flowing through the teen was unimaginable, and with each thrust of him into her another needy moan slipped past her lips. She needed him so much it ached to think of ever being without him again. To ever have to go without his touch, his kiss, or this intimate connection they shared and had tried to deny.

His words had her gazing into his eyes with passionate love that was reserved only for the blonde, her hands roaming his chiseled chest and abs that only served to send her desire for him to a new height. She continued to lift and drop her hips as she rode him on their way to joint ecstasy, her breaths coming in short pants that were broken with needy keening that clearly told she couldn't get enough of him. "Ooh Draacoo..never..ever...again..."

Skyler moaned in response, biting her bottom lip as his thrusts seemed to hit deeper inside her body to the point her back was arching. "Never want..to be without...you..again Alpha." The brunette ended with a whimper as she was pulled down to meet his lips, her tongue easily slipping into his mouth to dance with his just as deliciously and heatedly as their bodies were. Oh, his member twitched inside her in a way that had her slipping towards completion all the more, and her hands slid over his strong shoulders until she could wrap them around the back his neck.

She pulled to urge him up, drawing him to a sitting position and somehow managing to get her legs wrapped around his waist and kissing him with a hunger even she didn't know she possessed. Her fingers inched into his soft, blonde locks to tangle themselves there, her body pressing flush against his, as if the closeness she desired with him seemed unattainable as she took it upon herself to grind onto his arousal until her legs tightened their hold around him, her fingers tugging on his hair as her walls clenched around his cock. Her body shuddered uncontrollably against him, her back arched and her head dropped back, eyes closing as she screamed his name to the forest.

Skyler stayed wrapped around him, panting and dropped her head to his shoulder, loosening her grip on his hair but keeping her fingers tangled in his now messy locks. Her body continued to quiver from the numerous insane trips of ultimate pleasure he had sent her on that day. "You have no idea how badly I want that too." The teen knew they should get going, and had delayed their return to the castle and their unfortunately separate love lives far longer than they should have already. But she couldn't bring herself to leave the shelter of Draco's arms. Especially when she didn't know when she'd get to be in them again. "Don't make me leave you yet." She murmured softly against his neck, eyes closed as she stroked his hair absently.

”Oh, Fail Snaaaaake!” he screamed, gritting his teeth as her walls tightened around him, making him easily explode inside of her. The position she’d pulled him up into had him squeezed so nice and snuggly inside of her that he couldn’t help but give in to the need to release, and he howled once her name left his lips. Nothing ever felt as amazing as she did. Nothing ever made him feel so utterly complete as being this close to her, melding their bodies together like this. It was just so… right. It was perfect.

Draco slid his knees up , holding her arse with his thighs as he wrapped his arms around her upper arms and held her as tightly to him as he could. He didn’t even care if they were nude or clothed, alone or around a whole crowd of people. As long as he was holding this girl close to him, breathing in her scent, keeping her as his own, everything was as it should be. Merlin, he didn’t know he could ever feel so utterly complete.

The blonde leaned his head against hers as she rested on his shoulder, his breath calming from the strong pants it had been after his climax to deeper, calming breathing. ”That’s just not fair, baby. You know I can’t say no to you.” His voice was a husky rumble in his throat as he reached one hand down to grope for his wand, finding it and cleaning them up again, then flicking it another quick time to have them both fully clothed once more.

The whole time, Draco didn’t let her go or get any bit away from him. He kept her as close to his body as he could, sighing happily as he ran his hands over her back in massaging touches. ”I would stay out here with you forever if I could, baby, but you know we have to go back soon. We still have to pretend for now. At least until the ball. We can’t risk upsetting Potter and Leyton both so close to your uncle’s visit.”

His voice was pained as he said it, spoke the two boys’ names knowing that he couldn’t openly be with the love of his life. Knowing she’d be touched by another man. A man who’d been his rival for five solid years. ”It will only prove how much we are meant to be, little snake. We are strong. This bond is strong.” He tugged her away a bit, letting her lean on his knees as he looked into those beautiful eyes and ran a hand up to play with the pendant around her neck. ”Plus, I’m always with you.”

He sighed and kissed her soft and slow, simply enjoying the feeling of her lips melding with his. They were so soft and so tender and so his. ”I love you more than words can even say, baby. Let’s just… talk for a bit before we have to go then, yeah? We really do need to be back before the sun sets though. Don’t want to get attacked by anything else out here after all.”

Even the simple idea of talking had him bursting with happiness. She made him feel so damn good. It was like he could do absolutely anything just knowing that she loved him. ”You know I never really wanted to hurt you, right?” he asked, feeling guilty over the things he’d done so far this year. He’d really been a fool. The simple fact that she could forgive him for that made it all the more obvious just how much they were meant for each other. There was no other word for it but pure, honest devotion. Draco would go to the ends of the earth for his fail snake, and he knew she’d do the same for him.