Something different I Severus/Lucius/Y/N

playful

"Spread your legs, my dear," he commanded, his voice laced with authority. "I want to show you just how weak and yet, how strong you make me feel." A smirk played on Lucius' lips as he added, "For you alone, I'll be on my knees." His hand gently guided my leg, urging me to widen my stance as he went to kneel before me. The sight of me, naked and vulnerable, was a sight to behold.

He reached out, his fingers grazing the delicate fabric of my satin dress, the material shimmering in the dim light. "Allow me to worship you in the most fitting way," Lucius whispered, his eyes locked onto my core as he lifted the dress higher. The material rose steadily, revealing the glistening folds beneath, each inch a tantalizing tease.

Finally, the dress was bunched around my waist, my naked beauty stood bare before me. His hands trembled with anticipation, the urge to taste me overwhelming. 

"You're exquisite," He murmured, his voice husky with desire. "I can't help but want to devour you whole." He leaned forward, his lips brushing against my inner thigh, his breath warm against my skin.

His lips moved slowly upwards, leaving a trail of kisses on my inner thigh as he knelt before me.

"I want to taste you," he murmured, his voice husky with lust, his eyes locked onto my core. "I want to feel you quiver under my touch." He kissed the sensitive skin just below my belly button, his lips gentle, his tongue darting out to trace the path he had taken.

A shudder ran through me, my body trembling with anticipation as his lips finally reached my core. "Please," I whispered, my voice barely audible, my need for him consuming me.

His tongue darted out, a warm, wet stroke against my most sensitive flesh, the sensation overwhelming. "That's it," he groaned, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as he savoured my taste. "You're so fucking sweet."

His tongue delved deeper, exploring every fold, every crevice, his fingers digging into my hips as he held himself steady. "I could be like this all day," he growled, his words a mix of lust and admiration. "But I have other plans for you."

He stood up, his eyes locked onto mine as he began to undress, his movements slow and deliberate. His shirt came off first, revealing his toned chest and washboard abs, a sight to behold. "You're next," he said, his voice low and commanding. "Let me see all of you."

My eyes widened in surprise as he tore my dress from me, the fabric ripping easily under his powerful grip.

My breath hitched in my throat as Lucius Malfoy's strong arms encircled me, pulling me close to his hardened body. The heat from his touch seeped through my skin, igniting a fire within me. As he led me towards the large four-poster bed, my heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come.

He tossed me onto the plush mattress, and I landed with a soft thud. The silky sheets felt like a caress against my bare skin. Lucius began to unbuckle his belt, each click echoing loudly in the stillness of the room. His eyes never left mine, the intensity of his gaze leaving me breathless.

"Play with yourself," he commanded, his voice low and seductive. "I want to see how much you want me. How much you need me." His words sent shivers down my spine, and I reached for my aching pussy covered in his saliva, my fingers trembling as they brushed against my sensitive flesh.

Lucius watched intently, his eyes burning with desire as he stepped out of his trousers. His erection sprang free, thick and proud, the sight of it sending a fresh wave of desire coursing through my veins. I couldn't tear my eyes away from it, my mind already imagining the sensation of it filling me up.

As I fingered myself, my arousal grew, my juices flowing freely. Lucius' eyes widened in approval, his own breathing growing heavier. He climbed onto the bed, his body looming over me, and I could feel the heat radiating off him. His cock twitched mere inches from my wet, waiting entrance.