It has been two whole months since the girl moved in with the Malfoys, and it has been two months and a couple of days that nothing has entered Evelyn's intimacy, and that fact was driving her crazy. She was having wet dreams almost every night, when she was near Lucius she would throb around nothing thinking about how good it must be to have him inside her, and when nothing was occupying her hours, her mind would automatically create unholy thoughts with the couple to hunt her.
She knew Narcissa was still punishing her and her husband a bit, she would not let anything enter the girl before her, but the problem is: she is taking way too long to do it. All moments things got spicy between them, the elders would just stimulate her clit and nipples, not even letting her own fingers inside herself.
Lucius was mad with the order too, all he wanted to do was feel Evelyn's tight walls strangulating him, so while he could not, Mister Malfoy would fuck his wife as hard as he could manage, to show her how disparate and angry he was. Obviously he would never grow bored of Narcissa's body, but he had another young and different girl for him not being able to touch more than allowed was getting him to the edge of sanity.
So Lucius find himself in a funny position. Once the most influent wizard in the wold of magic was now buying sets of lingerie and pjs for his girl, unfortunately he was not choosing for his eyes, but his wife's. While Mr. Malfoy loved dark colors, leather and chains, Narcissa was turned on by innocence, purity and obedience, so he chose a lot of silk, plush and lace in white, pink and light blue. He needed to drive Cissy insane for Evelyn's body enough for her to fuck the girl properly so he could do as well.
What he did not know was that the blondie was having the very same thoughts. She was determinate to make mommy fuck her soul out of her, and she would do anything to make that happen that damn day or Evelyn would have a lot of trouble doing it herself. But of course, there was another barriers, Narcissa was not dumb. The older woman had her methods to make that mission harder for the girl, as taking care of the blondie's nails, leaving them always long and sharp or making sure that the objects such as hair and makeup brushes had some shapes and textures on its handles, not ideal to use for anything more than the original purpose. But it wouldn't matter that day, cause Evelyn was decided to be extra clingy, cute and all the things she knew that turn Narcissa on.
The younger woman was currently at her bed staring the ceiling after waking up from another dream where her dear owners would finally give her what she needed so bad. Her brain was telling her to cut her nails off with her teeth and satisfy herself already, but thankfully Lucius emerged through the door. He was trying not to make a sound to preserve the girl's slumber, but soon realized she was awake.
— Good morning my little girl. — Lucius smiled at her, causing her lips to curve upwards too.
— Good morning Daddy. What is this? — She pointed to the bags he was holding.
— I was planing to surprise you, but looks like someone ruined my plans. — A delicious sound of giggling was catch by his ears. — Come here, let's get you ready for the day.
Lucius showed her all the itens he adquires for her closet, playing innocent, as all his intention was to spoil her a bit, but she knew the truth.
— They are so pretty, I really can't say which one is going to make mommy hornier. — She said with a chuckle.
— I- hm... You smart little ass. — Now he took a laugher out of her.
— We are together in that mission, right? I am at my limit, if I push it one more day I'll go insane. — She pouted at him.
— You better stop with the pouting thing, but yes, we gotta figure it out by tonight or... — He could not even finish his phrase, just sighed and went to one of the bags and choose a set of plush top and -very short- shorts. — Wear that, say that you are too cozy in that to use casual clothes and do your thing to make her desire you.

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FanfictionCHA•PE•RO•NE: (especially in the past) an older person, especially a woman, who stays with and takes care of a younger woman who is not married. Narcissa was bored and upset since her son was out of her life. Lucius did the best to keep her enterta...