Narcissa Malfoy x reader

Playful Confessions

Summary: You ask your girlfriend Narcissa if she knows what MILF means.

Warnings: fluff

Your 40-something girlfriend and you are both cuddling in bed at her house, your head lying on Narcissa's breasts, when you suddenly smirk thinking about something. Noticing that mischievous expression on your face, Narcissa lifts a brow in question, curious about what is going on in your head.

"What are you thinking about, love?" she asks you.

Your smirk only widens as you lift your head to look at her. "Cissy... Do you know what MILF means?" you obviously don't expect her to know that answer since it's a muggle term.

Narcissa blinks, thinking for a few seconds but coming up blank, shaking her head in response.

"No, what does it stand for?" she's genuinely curious.

"It means Mom I'd Like to..." you let the sentence end just where her mind can fill the blank.

She can easily fill in the rest of the sentence, but it takes more than a second for her cheeks to become flushed in a blush and she blinks from surprise when she finally understands what you're saying.

"Y-you cheeky little..." Narcissa murmurs quietly beside you, you get a light smack on your shoulder as she looks away with her cheeks still flushed pink from the statement.

Your smirk only deepens to a full-on grin seeing as you're having the exact effect you hoped to get by bringing this up. Narcissa tries her best to ignore you after that, but a light huff of air through her nose and the smirk tugging at the corner of her lips betrayed her true emotions.

"Admit it, you love it." you say smugly, your own grin still not faltering. How could it, when it was just so fun making her blush. She's still looking away from you, which only encourages you more.

Narcissa scoffs softly at that, her head bowing but her gaze flickering towards you in a quick glance before returning to the ceiling.

"I never said I didn't, I just..." her sentence cuts off with another soft huff of air as she bites her lip, looking almost embarrassed.

Your smirk has, by this time, turned into an almost evil grin. "Oh, you just what?" you ask, not able to hide the amusement in your voice as you try keeping any laughter in.

Her cheeks burning an even deeper pink, she ducks her face into the crook of your neck in a feeble attempt to hide her flushed face from you as she mutters in protest. "I just don't know how you come up with statements like that."

You reach a hand up to run your fingers through her hair, a gentle caress down to her lower back. "You look so cute when you blush, you know that? Especially when I'm the reason for it."

At your words, Narcissa lifts her head and looks at you again, the pink on her cheeks still prominent but her expression now holding a hint of a pout as well.

"You're just doing this to tease me, aren't you?" she demands, not in a serious tone but more as another feeble attempt at complaining.

You shrug a little with one shoulder. "Maybe I am, maybe I am not. But honestly it's just so much fun to make you blush like this." you pause for a moment as your gaze flicks around her pink flushed cheeks for a moment before you're suddenly on top of her, pinning her wrists to the bed with one hand on each of them. "You're gorgeous, my love."

Narcissa blinks up at you with surprise at your sudden movement, but she doesn't attempt to get out of your grasp and in fact gives you a soft, loving smile as her gaze flicks over your face, admiring your features at being so close.

"You really are just trying to flatter me now..." she murmurs quietly, leaning up gently to press a soft kiss to your cheek, her wrists tugging only slightly as she tries to bring one up to cup your other cheek.