Redamancy (d.m)

Chapter seventy four-history of elves

MATURE CONTENT AHEAD

Our journey back to the mansion and up to his bedroom was marked by a trail of pooling water, both our bodies shivering as we ran down the hallway just as the sun peaked through the trees, shooting an amber glow into the room. Our childish laughter halted sharply as a figure shifted at the doorway of the bathroom that connected to the bedroom

"Bubbsy has drawn baths for Miss and Sirs, she is seeing them walking in the rain" the elf was visibly skittish, a mannerism that only emerged when in the presence of her masters
"Thank you, Bubbsy, that's really considerate of you" I replied, smiling gently
"Bubbsy is leaving now, if there's nothing else Bubbsy can do" Bubbsy squeaked, unwavering from her low bow
"Yes, do get out" Draco said irritably as he rustled his hair, and the elderly elf made a small squeaking noise before scurrying out the door after one last bow
"Would it kill you to say please for once?" I said, pressing my lips into a thin line, and he let out a breathy laugh as he walked towards me, placing a hooked finger underneath my chin in order to bring my face up to his
"Please, let's take that bath, alright?" He said, dropping his head to a side with a cheeky grin
"I dunno, maybe I'll just go back to my room" I suggested with a cocky tone, making him raise his brows at me, "I mean Bubbsy spent all that time drawing my bath for me it would be a shame to waste it"
"For once in your life, Lestrange" he pressed, rubbing a spot on my chin with his thumb, "don't be such a difficult pain in the arse"

So I followed him into his grand connecting bathroom, where a lone gold rimmed bathtub sat in the middle of the room, surrounded by marble sinks and crystal faucets, the large window that faced the tub had curtains drawn shut for privacy. There were several bottles of aromatic sparkling soap bottles, each with their own coloured label, one had already been poured, giving the bubbling water a slight rosy sheen

"What are you doing" he asked with a roll of his eyes as I stood with my arms leaning on either side of the sink as I watched the foaming white swirl in likeness to his pale body, "get in"
"Mh, you know, something about your rudeness earlier is making me rethink this" i taunted with a sly smirk, making him narrow his eyes challengingly at me
"Shut up and come over here" he said with a chuckle, raising his hand and beckoning me over with a curling motion in his pointer and middle finger, "now"

With a theatrical sigh, I pushed myself off the edge of the sink, walking slowly towards the bathtub while enticingly unbuckling the straps of my bra, tossing it onto the floor, my underwear soon following in suit. When I reached the tub, he held out a hand as I climbed in, lying my back against his chest and my head on his shoulder as the feverish water made my skin prickle before numbing itself into alleviation

"Accio" Draco muttered at the farthest drawer below the sink, a pack of cigarettes springing out of its compartment and soaring into his outstretched hand, where he pulled out a single one and lit it before dropping it onto the nearby stand along with his wand
" I didn't know you smoked" I commented, my vision growing slightly hazy from the fog of the water as he caressed the bare skin on my hair with his empty hand
"I didn't know you were so stubborn about my elves" he responded, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and holding it out in front of my face, and I inhaled a drag before speaking
"I wouldn't have to be so stubborn if you just learned some basic common decency" I breathed, leaning my head back as I felt his tongue draw circles on the side of my neck, sucking gently down the skin and across my shoulder
"Why is it so important how I treat them, Hm?" he mumbled against my neck as he carelessly slid his hand up and down my thigh, his other arm draped over the side of the bathtub, sprinkling cigarette ash onto the floor
"It's important because they've been so mistreated over the decades" I responded as he held the burning cigarette up to my lips once again, "they're unhappy"
"Now that's not true they like doing what they do" his words were muffled as he rested his face into the side of my neck
"They like work, not workplace abuse" I countered, turning my head down to the side to face him as he absentmindedly hooked his ankle onto mine, "You are so oblivious to it all, you have no idea what they've gone through"
"So tell me" he said simply, reinserting his face into the curve of my neck, his heavy breaths rolling steam off my skin
"Really?" I asked, sceptical of his interest, and he nodded, resuming the marking of my neck
"If it's so important to you, then I want to know" he said coolly, then adding, "besides, I like listening to you talk"
"Alright, well first of all, there's no point in dealing out punishments to them, they've been biologically programmed to harm themselves as punishments when they do wrong, shutting a house elf afraid of the dark into a dark cabinet after they've already punished themselves for whatever they've done is such overkill and it's so unnecessary, especially-" my breath delayed as I felt his hand move farther up my thigh, his mouth making blots over my skin did nothing to cease the warmth in me that had nothing to do with the water
"Go on..." he said smoothly, noticing my hesitation, and I could feel the way his lips curved sideways into a roguish smirk
"Especially targeting their s..." I cleared my throat as his fingers trailed the opening between my legs ever so deliberately
"Their what?" He prodded innocently, an amused laugh slipping through his teeth as I groaned at the feeling of his fingers languidly rubbing my clit in circles
"Their specific-shit..." I swallowed gratingly as he increased his pressure in steady increments, but I shook my head, determined to finish my lecture, "their specific t-terrors, it's twisted considering how-oh for fucks sake"
"Having trouble speaking?" He whispered complacently in my ear, dragging his tongue along the lobe before returning to my neck
"No" I answered firmly, a string of curses releasing from my mouth as he enfolded a finger into me, pulling out and reinserting diligently, "Elves have a historically reinforced submissive behaviour to their masters-"
"Oh I like the sound of that" he hummed, including a second finger at the sight of my ragged moans, "tell me more"