As the door clicked shut behind him, Draco's senses sharpened, his heart quickening at the sight of you—(Y/N)—perched upon his bed like a siren beckoning him into the depths of desire. The moonlight painted you in shades of silver, casting a soft glow upon your form that made his pulse race with anticipation.
Approaching you with deliberate steps, Draco's eyes roamed over your figure, drinking in every curve and contour with hungry desire. "What do we have here?" he murmured, his voice low and tinged with a hint of dominance as he closed the distance between you.
Your lips curved into a playful smile, a glint of mischief dancing in your eyes as you met his gaze head-on. "Just a visitor," you replied, your voice a sultry purr that sent a shiver down Draco's spine.
A smirk played at the corners of Draco's lips as he stood before you, his presence commanding as he loomed over you. "Is there something you need, Draco?" you teased, your voice dripping with seduction as you watched him draw nearer.
Draco's pulse quickened at the sound of your voice, his desire mounting with each passing moment. "Just you," he confessed, his voice husky with longing as he reached out to pull you into his arms.
But as his hands trailed over your body, seeking to assert his dominance, you surprised him with a sudden show of resistance. With a swift movement, you pushed him onto his back, straddling his hips as you pinned his arms above his head with surprising strength.
A gasp of surprise escaped Draco's lips as he found himself at your mercy, his eyes wide with shock and arousal. He struggled against your hold, but you held firm, a look of determination flashing in your eyes as you asserted your dominance.
"You're not in charge here, Draco," you whispered, your voice a tantalizing murmur as you leaned in closer, your lips brushing against his ear. "I am."
A thrill shot through Draco's veins at your words, his desire for you reaching a fever pitch as he surrendered to the intoxicating game you had initiated. With a low growl of approval, he gave himself over to the pleasure of being controlled, his body aflame with need for you.
And as the night stretched on, consumed by the fiery passion that blazed between you, Draco knew that in your arms, he had found a kind of surrender that was sweeter than victory itself—a surrender to the intoxicating allure of your dominance, and the undeniable power of your love.