Narcissa Malfoy x reader

Black Box

Summary: You teach your girlfriend how to use a computer.

Warnings: fluff, slight mention of porn.

*This can be read as a prequel to "New Position".

It's a peaceful and rainy Sunday, you and your girlfriend are spending the weekend at your house. You're quietly reading a book, laying down on your couch while your girlfriend is doing Merlin knows what.

You're so engrossed in the book you don't notice your girlfriend's footsteps silently approaching you from behind. You only notice Narcissa's presence when her head appears right above yours, an adorable smile on her face as she looks at you from above, the tips of her hair falling down on your face softly tickling you. She bends further forward to place a small kiss on your forehead before pulling back again, the same soft smile on her face.

"What are you reading?" she asks softly as she looks down at the now closed book in your hands.

She moves around you, climbing onto the couch and lying down on top of you, her head resting in the crook between your shoulder and neck, her hands gently wrapped around your waist. She pecks your neck with a soft 'mwah' before burying her face in your neck and pressing a kiss softly against your collarbone.

"A Muggle book." you answer her question as you sigh in content when you feel her kissing your neck.

Narcissa chuckles against your skin, her lips not leaving your neck, her kisses growing in intensity as she continues speaking.

"Speaking of Muggles, I noticed you have a rather interesting thing in one of your rooms." she moves to the opposite side of your neck, continuing her lovey-dovey attack. You feel her teeth graze against your skin in between kisses.

You frown confusingly. She smiles against your neck, a low chuckle escaping her as she feels your confusion. She places one more kiss where your shoulder meets your neck before raising her head and pulling back a bit to look down at you.

"I'm talking about the black box in the spare room." she clarifies.

That's when it strikes you; she's talking about the computer.

"Ah! That's a computer." you answer simply, a small chuckle leaving you as you realize what she means.

Your girlfriend frowns, her eyebrows knitting together in slight confusion at your statement. She tilts her head to the side, her half-blonde half-black waves following the movement and brushing against your cheeks.

"What's a computer?" she asks, her voice laced with curiosity.

You chuckle again at her question, finding her ignorance to be rather endearing. You move your arms from your sides and wrap them around her instead, holding her close to your chest.

"It's a Muggle device they use to type, search things up, and do a variety of other things." you explain simply.

She hums thoughtfully in response, resting her head back down on your chest, her fingers now drawing shapeless patterns into the material of your top. One of her long, slender legs moves up until it's draped across your legs.

"And this thing, this computar," she attempts to say the Muggle word. "Do you use it often?"

Her pronunciation of the word makes you chuckle low in your throat, you can almost see the effort she's making to say it right.

You place a kiss on top of her head before answering her question. "I use it a couple times a day, sometimes. Depends on if I need to look something up."

Narcissa lifts her head slightly and looks down at you with big questioning eyes, looking at you like a curious puppy.

"Can you teach me how to use it?" she asks innocently, her fingertips still tracing random patterns on your top.