Draco watched her intently. He resisted the urge to throw his head back as her lips vibrated around his cock. He shuddered lightly and his hand tightened in Pansy’s hair. Letting her set the pace, for now at least, he relished the feel of her lips sliding up and down his length.
“You love doing that for me, don’t you?” he breathed. Pansy always wanted to please him. She would make a good wife one day; not just for that reason but it was one of the main ones.
He was already getting close. Draco held back but he knew that if she began in earnest he wouldn’t able to for long.