The next morning I got ready and thought about things to do. I decided I was going to go on a walk, but first I was going to track Cho down and bring her with me.
I found her in the Great Hall eating breakfast and sat with her until she finished. When she finally did, I asked her if she wanted to walk with me and she cheerfully agreed.
We walked all around the castle and stopped by the Great Lake. In the midst of our stroll, we encountered Harry in the corridor, which turned Cho into a bright red tomato.
As we were passing the library, Cho told me she was going to stop and read for a while. I waved my goodbyes and made a U turn, heading to Lucius' office. I know it's one of the only things I do these days but there really isn't anything enjoyable to do around here.
I arrived at his door and knocked twice, then waited as his footsteps grew louder as he neared. The door swung open to reveal Lucius, yet again wearing only gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt.
The corners of his lips turned up once he identified me. "Good morning, Y/n," he greeted me.
"Morning. May I come in?" I asked. He stepped aside and I shuffled past him, eager to get out of the cold. The fire that was lit in the fireplace created warmth throughout his entire office, heating me up instantly.
I removed all of my winter gear and sat myself on the couch at the back of the room. Lucius soon joined me after he added another piece of wood to the fire.
"What brings you here today?" He questions. I just shrug. "Just wanted to see you, I suppose," I mumble, a little embarrassed at the fact that I'm head over heals for him.
"I think you're just back for more," he smirks. I turn my head to stare at him, shook. "Lucius!" My jaw is on the floor.
"Come on, we both know it's true," he leans toward me and plants his palm on the couch right in between my legs. I watch as he readjusts and grabs my legs to spread me out over the couch, making him hover over me.
My cheeks fire up like the fire in the corner of the room and I feel my breaths quicken.
"You know, you have some interesting thoughts, Y/n," he chuckles. "Remember that time you had the dream? Because I sure do, you couldn't stop thinking about it for a long time. And when you were in here scrubbing floors. I listened to it all, love."
"Oh, my..." I am utterly shocked. I have no words. He read my mind when I was having those erotic thoughts? I might have to run away now.
"Why do you think I sent you to Professor Dumbledore in the middle of your thoughts? It's because you were arousing me, Y/n. I couldn't take it. I sent you to his office so I could go to the restroom and get rid of the obvious issue in my trousers."
My jaw is on the floor at this point. I stare up at him as he's still hovering above me. I mean, if he was aroused by it, then I guess it's not as embarrassing. I smirk. I really turned this man into a mess with my own thoughts.
"That's what you get for eavesdropping," I laugh and bring my hands up to his head. He turns pink and smiles.
I pull his head closer to mine and close the gap between us. Our lips connect and it feels just as good as every other time. I partially sit up so that my back is against the arm of the couch and Lucius has his knee between my legs.
Suddenly, I put my palms to his chest and push him back so he is laying against the opposite arm of the couch. Then, I crawl on top of him and straddle his groin, grinning down at him.
Lucius grabs my waist with both hands and pushes me against his groin. I feel him growing beneath me and gasp quietly, my eyes widening in shock.
"Lucius.." I whisper. He shushes me and starts to move my body against him. Even after I thought he couldn't get any bigger, the tent in his pants continues to grow until I'm sure it can't possibly anymore.
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His Servant
FanficY/n l/n is just an average 17-year-old, 6th-year Ravenclaw. Lucius Malfoy is the vice headmaster at Hogwarts, who has lost yet another house elf, or in his words, a servant. Y/n has been asked to serve him of his needs temporarily until he is given...