Dark Wizard Collector: A Hogwarts Fanfiction

Chapter 32

Swiftly with a swipe of his hand, Lucius pushed the potion materials back and lifted me up onto the table. His hands moved enough of my dress up so my legs could wrap around his waist locking him closer to my body. I yanked the green and black cloak from his shoulders. The thin snake-like eyes glimmered matching the movements his hands made across my sides and I bit my lips waiting for him to humor me. Taunting me, he lightly touched his forehead to mine and his eyes closed in attempt to steady fast breaths. A wave of uncertainty pulsed between our rapidly beating hearts. The soft skin of our noses brushed each other as he took his time closing in on my lips with a lick of his tongue. I let him kiss my still mouth before I countered with playful but vexing kisses. The muscles in his forehead tensed and his kisses became more aggressive. Lucius had the appetite of a starved animal. I wondered how he was chaste with such a desire. A successful smile in provoking his lust peeled my lower lip from between his teeth. My mouth gaped and he stole the chance to advance his tongue to clash with mine.

A yank of my dark hair jerked my head back. Lucius stood taller and slanted his head down on mine, our lips remaining locked. My ringed fingers eventually tangled with the long hair I pulled in retaliation. The young man continued aggressively tugging me down, so I bit his lip with harsh defiance. Contesting his vigor only resulted in the evolution of his clutches and I quickly felt his fingers digging into my back. He drew me in as close as our bodies would allow and still insisted on pulling at my frame. A dragon's snarl almost escaped me as I clawed from the back of his neck, across his shoulder blades, and down to his hips. Had I not been careful, I would have torn through his blazer and shirt. I pushed his shoulders back, but my legs locked us at the hips and I slipped the black blazer off him and let it drop to the floor.

The flowing fabric of my dress surrendered as Lucius slipped his hands down the sides of my thighs and lifted my bottom from the table to rest on his sharp hipbones. I curled my back and straightened up looking down at the young face and a lustful smile mirrored mine. That same calculating laugh developed in his chest, giving me a moment to catch my breath. For such a youngster, Malfoy was a man of unyielding hunger for the touch of a woman. His craving was no less a product of tremendous restraint from all sexual activity. It was no wonder he moved incredibly fast to appease the amatory ache, but I relented and allowed him to lead. A pang of pity reverberated in me as I looked at the teenager breathing with elation and appreciation. Genuinely smiling, I caressed his face.

"That potion better not be for me." I chuckled insidiously.

The young man's Adam's apple rose and fell with his syrupy laugh. "I was never here for a potion." He grinned and began licking and biting my collarbones. My nimble hands massaged his skull as I indulged myself in an unadulterated laugh of pleasure.

Oh, this is only the beginning; I mused and realized my plans of self-improvement were going to be so rewarding. Good-bye sentiment; hello domination.

The grandfather clock in the corner struck a quarter past the hour and I pulled my lips from Lucius' bite. A commanding hand tugged my hair, forcing me to look back down at the young man. The annoyance begged for retaliation. I squeezed my thighs together, and put a finger over his lips when he opened his mouth to protest.

"Listen."

Like the seventeen year old rascal Lucius was, he bit my finger, and instantly received a slap before I pinned his lean arms against the wooden floor boards.

"We're late for dinner."

"But I have my dinner right here." Said the precocious student, and licked my arm. I snarled, stood up, and dusted off my dress.

"Get up before I actually give you a detention you won't enjoy." I threatened, returning to my role as Disciplinarian. I held my hand out to Lucius and he took it with a pout. "Lose that attitude. Do you know what would happen if anyone found out about this? I would lose my job and you would be expelled."

Lucius rolled his eyes and scoffed like he was receiving a lecture from his mother. "My father would not let that happen."

I warned him again, "Do you want me to erase what we just did?"

"We only snogged. It wasn't as scandalous as it could have been." He mumbled, draping his cloak over his shoulders, and retying the green and silver striped tie.

Out of enjoyment, I helped the young man tie his cravat, and continued reprimanding him. "Not a word; I was tutoring you in potion making that is all; understand?" I pulled the tie close to his neck, and he gagged a bit.

"Unequivocally." His brusque response and smug face lasted a few seconds, before he curled a lock of my hair behind my ear and smiled gently. To deny that I was delighted by the trivial action would be a lie; the details were what I loved the most. Lucius was already under my skin; I should have known, after all, he was a Slytherin. The strong hands cupped my face, and kissed my lips tenderly. My heart nearly swooned at the subservience of the conceited pureblood, and I softly kissed him back.

NO! My insides shouted at me, Mae, remember what you are. Do not let a pawn overtake the Queen. Pulling my lips away from his, I raised a brow and hardened myself to any sort of overly romantic feeling fluttering through my senses. I was not going to be vulnerable to anything. It would take practice, but I was willing to pay the price for only pleasure and not sentiment.