Fortress // Severus Snape // Lucius Malfoy (1)

31. Leave a Mark

"Please be careful with your back." Amelia begged.

"Okay. I am." Severus assured pulling the table along. " All right.  Okay.... All right. You don't need to help. I got it from here." he added.

" If it hits the wall and makes a mark..."

"Did it hit the wall and leave a mark?" Severus countered peering around her.

"No. That's what I'm doing." Amelia declared laughing out.

"Oh. Okay."

"All right. Let me help with this part at least, okay?" Amelia begged.

" One..."

" One, two, and three." amelia shouted quickly and they flipped the table.  "Perfect."

"You, um, see the vision?" Severus questioned taking a step back from the table.

"I do. I see it. A dining table."

"I was, you know, thinking it might add some scope to our lives."

"Scope?" Amelia chuckled

"Scope. You know, a bigger, more robust life."

"Is that why so many chairs?" Amelia countered glancing around.

"Um. Maybe we'll... I don't know... have a dinner party."

"With all our many friends," Amelia teased. "Do we know that many people?"

"Maybe there might be some, um... I don't know... smaller people later that would need chairs to sit." Severus shrugged looking anywhere but at Amelia.

"Okay.... Like Lucius' little person."

"Sure." Severus agreed.

"Have you ever had sex on a table?"

"Oh. Uh. It's... That would be very unsafe. It's a pedestal table." Severus corrected gesturing to the base.  " They're very prone to tipping."

" Terrible idea." Amelia agreed. ' I don't know what I was thinking." She added kissing him.

"Yeah. There's a bed." he agreed pulling her along.

XXX

'Hey kiddo your daddy home?' Amelia questioned pushing through the front door of the malfoy manor to see Draco playing with a toy car. She crouched before him. 'Oh mustang...' she said touching the little car with a flick of her fingers it started flying around the house. Little draco chased after it happily. 'Office?' Amelia questioned draco nodding laughing as the car soared through the house.

'You are late.' lucius said immediately upon amelia's entrance.

'Hello to you too.' she teased walking up to severus first kissing his cheek nice and slow to torment lucius.

'Amelia,' lucius warned. She hugged severus has hands slipping under his shirt. Lucius watched her intently as she untucked his shirt pulling at his belt.

Severus grasped the hem of her shirt and lifted it up and over her head, she didn't fight it, lifting her arms up to help the removal process. The body revealed beneath the tight black shirt was better than he had imagined every time, it was like seeing her for the first time all over again, his eyes ran up her long slender torso, she had such a small grabbable waist, such full hips and a smirk that said she knew what he wanted and was ready to deliver. Then his eyes moved up to her pert bare breasts, perfectly round, with small little bud-like nipples that were hard for him.

Amelia loved the simplicity and the uniqueness of their relationship it was dependable and consistent and yet new and exciting.

Lucius ran his hands from her hips up the sides of her body, her skin was soft, supple, and slightly damp with sweat. He gripped her waist and moved her slowly up and down his shaft, she gasped and moaned at the feeling, her sweet noises getting louder as he picked up the pace. She leant back, placing her hands on his knees to steady herself as he fucked her.

With her clothes gone he could see her folds now, could see them glistening with her juices, and most importantly: see his cock disappearing into them. He could feel himself building, getting close, but he didn't want it to be over so quickly.

Severus slid in behind her hands running along her thighs as he kissed her shoulder. She arched back into him. Lucius teeth trailing along her chest nails digging into her ribs as he worked her core.

She reached a manicured hand back tangling it into severus long black hair pulling him flush against her.

"What are you waiting for Sev?" She questioned

He sometimes wished he had her all to himself. He often wished it. But amelia wasnt conventional. She was wild and free and liked things her way and the men in her life were happy to appeal to her every command. He slid in without another moment's hesitation and bit at her neck leaving a claiming mark.