𝑴𝒊𝒅𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒓 || Lucius Malfoy x Reader

Chapter Seven: Bad Romance

A/n: i hate this fic so bad but i've gotten so many messages to update it so heres yalls juice hope u enjoy (pretend it hasnt been like 2 years)

Goosebumps prickled my skin as the breeze from the window made its way into my room. It was still raining, it hadn't let up for days. A part of me questioned if there was just one big raincloud that perpetually sat above the Malfoy Manor. Didn't seem like a bad guess at this point. The rain continued to pour as I glanced at the clock; it was twelve.

I wasn't sure what I was supposed to wear for this type of thing. What would impress him? He's so much older than me, surely he had seen it all already. I opted to wear my normal white nightgown with the only pair of frilly undergarments I owned underneath it. I fiddled with hem as I glanced nervously between the door and the clock.

What if he was messing with me? I bit my lip. What if it was one big prank and him and Narcissa are gonna walk in and laugh at me? Oh god. I smacked myself on the forehead and shook my head. Stop being stupid y/n. He seemed pretty sure of himself the last time we talked.

I walked over to the floor length mirror in the corner of the room and stared at myself. I had neatly curled my hair an hour ago, they were now flattened into a slight wave that complimented my face. I had also taken the liberty to apply some light makeup, some mascara and red lipgloss, and- oh god. There was a bright red pimple on my chin. At a time like this, really?  I frantically rummaged through my makeup bag for concealer.

There was a knock on the door.

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck.

I hurriedly blended out the concealer with my finger, wiping the excess on my leg.

Another knock.

I ran to the door and opened it without a second thought. There he was.

His blond hair wasn't in a ponytail, the majority of it draped down his back with two strands in the front framing his face. He didn't have his vest on like usual, it was just the white shirt, which wasn't even tucked in. The top few buttons were undone. It fell loosely over his black slacks. He looked amazing.

"Fancy meeting you here." I smiled up at him. His lips quirked ever so slightly.

"Yes, what a great coincidence that I would find myself in your room this late."  Lucius reached for my hair and tucked a piece of it behind my ear. His hand traveled down my face and landed on my chin, holding it between his thumb and forefinger.

"You look beautiful tonight my dear." He pulled me into a chaste kiss.

"Beautiful would be an understatment for you," my eyes drank in his face and body "I just- wow." It was true.

"You're too kind to me." he smirked, putting his hands on my shoulders and pushing me backwards across the room. I knew where we were headed before the back of my legs hit the bed.

"Go lay down for me, pretty girl." his fingertips ghosted my outer thighs. Without a word I followed his instructions, scooting backwards on the bed until I found myself in the middle. The satin pillows left a pleasant chill on the back of my neck.

Lucius followed suit, stradling me. He lowered his lips to my neck and peppered kisses down it and across my collarbone. His lips were unbelievably soft , the feeling sent a wave of heat to my lower stomach. He began to bite and suck at the spot he kissed, likely leaving a dark purple mark in its wake.

"You're perfect, did you know that y/n?" he pulled away from my neck and stared intently into my eyes. "I've been waiting so long for this. Ever since I first saw you."