Pureblood (Lucius Malfoy) *COMPLETED*

CHAPTER 29 - NEIGHBOUR

"Lucius, stop!" I scream, giggling uncontrollably as he tickles my belly, causing me to fall off his lap and back onto the sofa. For a second he stops, and I think it's finally over when he lunges forward again, his fingers tickling my waist as I try my hardest to push him off, laughing hard. He chuckles and I feel my heart lift. I liked this Lucius - all cute and fun. Not the usual, serious one who was strict and denied himself emotions. I was glad to see that ever since we had destroyed that horcrux, it was like a huge weight off his shoulders.
And now he had time to laugh, to joke and to actually spend time with me. Not just staying by my side like a bodyguard.

When he finally stops, I lay on the sofa breathless, my face heated and my hair in a messy state, billowing out around my head. Lucius hovers above me, propped up on his elbows that reside on each side of me. Panting heavily, I watch Lucius, looking up at him intently as he stares back with the same look in his eyes. I move the strands of his hair that have fallen over his face Very fast, it becomes clear the fun and jokes are gone as he watches me, his mind running with conflicting thoughts.

I open my arms to him, lightly pulling him down into my embrace as I press my lips to his, caressing his face whilst my hands run through his hair. He kisses me back slowly, taking his time to let me figure out what I want, as if it wasn't obvious already. As our kiss progresses, we grow more restless, our mouths almost fighting each other as they collide harder, our tongues dancing together as we open our mouths, giving each other access. He moans into my mouth, causing me to moan back in his. When he grinds his hard cock against my inner thigh, I feel a tight squeeze, making me sigh out in pleasure.

He positions himself more comfortably between my legs as I wrap them around his waist, pulling him closer.
"What are you doing to me, love?" He mumbles against my lips, biting my lip as I groan loudly.
"Lucius..." In an instant, he grabs the hem of my shirt, swiftly pulling it over my head and tossing it aside, his lips returning to mine as if they had been separated for years. I fumble with his belt, unable to undo the clasp so he takes matters into his own hands, vigorously clawing at his belt to get it off. Eventually, he does it, letting if drop to the floor as he returns to me, kissing my lips again before moving to my neck. As he bites and nibbles on my skin, we're interrupted by a soft knock on the door, causing us to both freeze.

Our hearts stop as we share a look, both sighing out in relief when a thought comes to mind. "Impeccable timing, as always," mutters Lucius under his breath, glancing at me. "We should get up," I advise, looking at the door. "What?" Says Lucius, annoyed.

"Do we have to?"

"Yes."

"I am not sparing that incompetent elf this time," curses Lucius, coming forward to give me a small kiss before lifting off of me, reaching for his belt. I do the same, getting up and grabbing my shirt from the floor, lifting it over my head as I walk to the door. I wasn't really that bothered if Dobby questioned what we were doing.

After all, I'm pretty sure he knew already.

I open the door, expecting to see the loving house elf but instead I find myself staring at an old woman, a big smile across her face. She was very beautiful - her eyes a muddy brown like mine, with long thick lashes and hardly any wrinkles. Her skin was a warm, milky white and her long silvery white hair was swept up in a low bun behind her. Her lips were slightly pouted, a natural berry colour that glowed in the morning sunlight.

I know it was strange, but she felt familiar.

Like a mother.

My first instinct was to panic. I hadn't had any visitors since it was a deserted place and the last person that was here wasn't exactly welcoming.