It's Saturday night and Lucius and I are having dinner.
"So, what do you wanna do tonight?" he asks.
We've spent most weekends just hanging out and having sex, so I'm surprised when he asks me this question. I take it that he actually wants to do something outside the manor.
"Let's go to a club," I suggest.
"A club?" he asks, looking rather aghast.
"Or a pub, either is good. Maybe there's some live muisc," I smile.
"Sure, we can do that," Lucius gives me a small smile, still not sure about my suggestion.
After dinner I go up and change into a slick, little dress and some high heels.
I always pack a variety of things since I never know what the weekends bring.
Lucius changes into a black t-shirt and a matching black sports jacket. He's looking mighty fine as usual.
"That's one very dangerous dress, miss Hatch," Lucius smirks, placing his hands on my hips.
"Might be, but I'm not the one walking around with a loaded gun," I smile slyly while rubbing my lower half against his pants.
"Let's stage a crime scene when we get back here," Lucius laughs.
"Sounds lethal, you better finish me off good," I chuckle.
We go into town and find a pub with a pleasant atmosphere and good live music.
"Why don't you order us some drinks, my dear, I'll be right back," Lucius says.
"Sure," I say and walk over to the bar.
While I'm waiting for the drinks, a couple of guys approach me.
"Hey there," one of them says.
"Uhmm, hi," I say, acting totally uninterested.
"Haven't seen you here before. Do you wanna come and sit with us?" the other one asks.
"No, I'm good, thanks," I say.
"Oh come on, baby," the other one takes a firm grip around my arm.
"Let go of me!" I raise my voice.
"Are these men bothering you?" Lucius is back.
"Yes," I say, frowning at the guy holding my arm.
"Would you be so kind and keep your filthy muggle hands off her?" Lucius looks harshly at the guy.
"Muggle hands? Who are you anyway? Her father?" The guy holding me lets go of me, directing his attention towards Lucius, which looks ready to stupefy them both.
The other guy laughs at his buddy's remark.
"Actually..." I say, pulling Lucius closer to me by the collar of his sports jacket, distracting him from getting into a fight. "He's my lover."
I give the guys a "fuck off" look while Mr. Malfoy smirks. Then I pull Lucius even closer to me between my slightly spread legs and give him a hot, juicy kiss.
The men are stunned, but then they just scoff and sod off.
"Let's find a booth," Lucius says.
We spend a few hours drinking, making out and listening to the music before I'm too drunk and horny to keep my hands off him.
"That's it, I'm taking you home," Lucius laughs and puts his jacket over my shoulders.
I almost fall alseep on the ride back, regretting that last drink. By the time we're back at the manor, I can harldy keep my head up.
Lucius carries me inside. He looks at me and my drowsy eyes, and smiles.
"I think you need a good night's sleep," he says.
I'm too tired to even answer that.
He carries me further upstairs and puts me down on his bed. He takes off my heels and pulls the zipper on my dress slowly down before he takes it off me.
He looks admiring at me and my black, silky underwear set before he covers me up with the sheets. He leans down and gives me a soft kiss.
"Sweet dreams," he whispers.
"Hmmm," I mumble, almost fully asleep.
Luciuis stands in the doorway to the bedroom, looking at you. At your sweet face.
The fact that you're in his bed, in his manor, makes him smile. He's known it for a while, but now he knows it for sure; he loves you.
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Luscious Lust
FanfictionIt's Marcella Hatch's senior year at Hogwarts, and she's been secretly crushing on Draco's dad for years, and now that he's separated and kinda back on the dating market, she takes means for him to notice her. Do the scars from Narcissa run too deep...