Breaking The Mould (Lucius Malfoy)

Reconciliation?

Smut warning, also sorry if the story is a little slow with actual events, I want to do it well and develop characters and relationships. I have a lot of stuff planned as well as more spicy scenes, so, please keep reading. Xoxo

Celeste had fallen asleep after three encounters with Lucius, needless to say, she was exhausted. She fell asleep with a smile on her face, feeling safe with Lucius' arm around her waist, pulling her into his chest. She dreamt about everything and nothing, a completely peaceful sleep, no nightmares; just fields, breeze and sunshine.

Lucius watched her, not noticing a slight smile that had crept onto his face. He had imagined the first time he was inside her quite often, but nothing could have prepared him for the amazement of the real thing. He ran a finger along her bare shoulder, watching her sleep sway her into complete and utter calmness. He smiled more when he watched as she twitched a little, seeing her eyes dart behind closed lids; and he found himself wondering what she was dreaming about. Lucius rolled onto his back, pulling her with him, laying her head on his chest. Thinking over her body, the way it felt to be buried in her, the way she bit her lip, her smell, her taste, the way she would grip onto his shoulders when he pleasured her; made a slight flutter to erupt in him. Then guilt and worry. Lucius recalled even though he was instantly attracted and intrigued by the girl, the original reason for his pursuit, which he took eagerly, was to seduce her, and thereby pull her to the dark lords side. Now it wasn't just attraction and lust that motivated him, he wanted something more. He then thought of the dark lord, you haven't been so foolish as to actually care for the girl, Voldemort had once asked Lucius. Yes, I believe I have, Lucius thought. He even asked himself how couldn't anyone not? She was brilliant, beautiful, kind, but also cunning and was not afraid to speak her mind. He squeezed her shoulder, placing a kiss on her head.

Lucius knew what would happen if she did not want to join the dark lord. He would have her killed. That's why he had to do it, he must do it. How to do it, was another question. Lucius did not sleep well that night, burdened by the matter of business.

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"Morning", a voice purred as Celeste drifted from her sleep. She felt a cold breeze on her body, suddenly becoming aware she was naked. Out of instinct, she shot the covers over her. "Don't be shy", the voice growled again.

"Lucius", she let out a relieved sigh. "I forgot where I was for a moment", she said as her eyes fluttered open, greeted with the handsome man she had slept with the night before. He was shirtless, his hair free in his shoulders, wearing only his boxer shorts. Celeste allowed herself to smile.

Her naked breasts pointed up like teardrops in the cold morning breeze, and Lucius smirked, running a hand over them. She shivered under his touch. "Sleep well?"

"Yes, and you?" She questioned

"OK", he lied. He had not slept well, his thoughts raced with dark thoughts about the possibility of what Voldemort may do to his own daughter if she was disloyal.

"Shit, I've got thirty minutes before breakfast", she said, throwing the covers off the lower half of her body to get out of bed. But she was stopped when a hard hand grabbed her arm.

"Not so quick", Lucius said slowly. "That's plenty of time", he pulled her back into the bed, his arm wrapping around her back. "Unless you are too tired from last night that is?" He smirked, suddenly she felt an aching pain between her legs, out of lust and from their three rounds last night. She was not sure she would be able to walk today, but she wanted to take the chance. Celeste allowed herself to be consumed by the man once again, Lucius pulled her in for a passionate kiss before whipping her around on her stomach as if she was light as air. "How am I going to stop thinking about you today hmm?" He groaned in her ear as he fiddled with his boxer shorts with one hand. Lucius pulled out his large cock, already hard at the thought of taking her again. Celeste smirked into her arm, biting her lip as she felt his hand spread her folds. "I've got such a lovely view here", he admired, slapping her on the ass as he positioned himself at her entrance. "Are you ready darling?" He purred, gripping her hair tight so her head bent backwards.