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Chapter Five

You feel yet another bolt through your body. He lets go of you and lifts his hand. You feel yourself go weightless. You levitate slightly and feel a force push you against the wall. You're suspended in place. Your heart is pounding so hard that you're sure he can hear it. He saunters towards you, his clothes suddenly gone, his body is everything you hoped, lean and perfectly toned. He grabs your hands and pins them up above your head, you gasp, and you're panting heavily.

'Spread your legs for me, girl,' He orders. You do as you're told, he takes hold of his cock and rubs it over your entrance and your clit. You can't help but whimper and moan.

'You want my cock, mmm? Say it.' He demands.

'Yes, I want your cock.' You say, so very desperately.

'In your cunt?' He teases.

'Yes in my cunt.' He chuckles.

'Oh, little witch, thats exactly what I want to hear.' He slams his cock inside you, you cry out. He then relentlessly pounds into you. His magic is keeping you up, so his other hand is free to explore your body. He touches your thighs, your waist, your breast. Your mind is blank, his thrusts are so deep, reaching places no one has ever reached before.

'Ah, Ah you're taking me so well slut. I'm impressed, I know you've never had a cock as good as mine.' He boasts. You can't answer even if you wanted to, everything you're feeling is so intense. All you can get out are screams. He continues his fast pace, and your eyes start to roll back.

'Oh, how blank your mind must be, girl.' He taunts.

'Your cunt feels rather incredible, I must say, Ah'. He moans feeling you squeezing him. He slows down but still hits the right spot, you're getting closer and closer.

'Getting close, are we? If your a good girl for me and say your cunt is mine, I'll make you come again' He then starts rubbing your clit, making you scream louder,

'Oh how you grip me even tighter'. You're so desperate to come you'll do anything he wants.

'Come on, my little slut, say it.' He demands.

'Ahh, my cunt is yours, only yours, please.' You plead. He growls and thrusts hard again.

'Good. Fucking. Girl!' You can't take it anymore, your pussy explodes, your orgasm rips through you, sending wave after wave of deep intense, pulses. Your legs shake wildly, you scream loud.

'Oh, fuck, oh fuck'. You cry, never wanting this feeling to end.

'That's it, keep coming on my cock, ah, so tight'. He pauses and looks down at your pussy.

'Oh my word, what a mess you've made of my cock, filthy girl', he says.

'Now, my turn, I am going to enjoy filling you up, claiming you'. He keeps thrusting hard, he still feels so good, he looks into your eyes, and with one last thrust of his hips, you see the ecstacy in his face as he comes so deep inside you.

'Ah, Ah, take it, take my pureblood come deep in your cunt, ah'. He cries, he takes a deep breath out. You feel him pulsing and twitching, until he pulls out of you, you feel his come drip down your leg. He loosens his grip on your hands. Then you feel the hold over you release, you drop down to your feet, your legs are still shaking so much you stumble. You look at Lucius, panting and trying to catch your breath. He puts his hands against the wall on either side of your head.

'Well, my little witch, wasn't that the best fuck you've ever had?' He asks with a smirk.

'Fuck yes.' You say, smiling at him.

'Say thank you for fucking me, Mr Malfoy'. 'Thank you for fucking me, Mr Malfoy.' You repeat, making him chuckle.

'That's my good girl, now get dressed, do not clean my come, until you're out of this building, let it be a little, reminder. You will attend to me when you are summoned from now on, do you understand?'

'Yes sir.' You say, with a smirk on your face. 'Now off you fuck, I'm a very busy man'. He says back in his typical tone. You roll your eyes when he's not looking. Not risking that. You're about to be embroiled in a very interesting arrangement. You never in a million years thought would happen. You can't help but melt and the thought.

The next time your summond, you find yourself getting fucked from behind by your master, Mr Lucius Malfoy in his bed, with the door open.

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Chapter Four

Two days later you receive another letter, same place, same time. You find yourself outside the door of his office, again your heart racing. You knock on the door.

'Come.' You hear in the exact same tone as before. You walk in to find Lucius sitting at his desk looking at you.

'Ah, she returns'. He says with a smirk. You want to say something but think better of it. 'Nothing to say, girl? I'm glad to see you're learning.' He chuckles wickedly.

'Come here.' He commands. You comply. He stands and walks over to you, He takes your neck in his hand. You give him your best doe eyes.

'Oh, look at you, so pretty looking up at me like that. You know, you have been very entertaining to me little witch'. He reaches for your blouse and undoes one of the buttons. You can't help but let out a moan. He smirks.

'Mmm, I have worked you up, haven't I?'

'Y-' You nearly speak, but you stop yourself. He chuckles.

'Speak girl', as he undoes another button.

'Yes, you have, I, I need you.' You say, though you want to say so much more to him.

'I know, but you have been a very naughty girl Y/N, I have explained to you, if you want the kind of pleasure, only I can provide, you need to earn it'. He whispers in your ear. He undoes another button, and your bra is now exposed. He looks at your breasts and runs his finger along the lining of your bra.

'I suppose I've tortured you long enough, besides I do long to see that pretty little cunt of yours.' He says. You feel more bolts shoot through you at his words. All this teasing and denying. Is he finally going to give you what you have craved for so long? He let's go of you.

'Strip.' He demands. You start taking off your clothes, your heart is going crazy and you're trembling. As you take off each garment of clothing, you can feel his eyes explore your body.

'Very good'. He says, somewhat approvingly. He takes a step forward and brushes both of your nipples with his fingers, then his thumbs and proceeds to cup your beasts, one in each hand. You let out a loud moan.

'Mmm, feels good, doesn't it?' He asks.

'Yeah,' you say breathlessly.

'Turn around, girl. Hands on the desk' He spins you around, and you lean forward, taking hold of the desk. You feel his body against yours. You hear him take off his jacket, undo his shirt, and his belt. You feel his cock against your arse.

'Yes, you feel that? You did this to me, with your slut behaviour, and although it pains me to admit it, I've almost taken pity on your desperation.' He taunts.

'Please' you're not able to take much more. He slaps your arse hard, making you yelp and grip the desk tight.

'Shh, no talking now slut, unless I ask you to'. He hisses. You can't help but whimper. He chuckles, then he lifts up one of your legs and slides his fingers along your pussy. 'Ooo, so fucking wet, just as I expected'. He slides a finger inside you, rubbing your sweet spot. You let out a moan of pure pleasure. He continues to pump his finger in and out of you, it feels so good but you need more, almost as if he read your mind;

'Want another finger do you slut?'

'Yes, ah, yes please' you beg.

'Good girl.' His words make your pussy flutter. He slides in another finger stretching you. It feels amazing, he rubs your nipple and squeezes it between his fingers, this sends a wave of pleasure straight to your core. Before long, you're so close, but you can't help but feel terrified he's going to deny you again.

'Your close, aren't you? I can feel your cunt tightening.' He laughs under his breath.

'I'm feeling rather generous today, little witch, although I could just so easily stop, and make you work just a little harder for me'. He slows he fingers slightly, You feel your heart drop. No, no, not again, please, you scream in your head, you don't dare say it out loud. He knows actually what you're thinking. He chuckles,

'I'm going to allow you to come'. He says.

He resumes his previous pase and the relief of his words pushes you over the edge, and you come hard. It feels so good coming around his fingers. You moan loudly with a mix and pleasure and relief.

'Mmm, very good, now, turn around and look at me.' He says. You spin around, still breathless and throbbing. He looks into your eyes and smirks.

'You did enjoy that didn't you? Of course you did. And with just a hint of denying you made you come even harder.' He sighs.

'And yet you still want more, don't you? It's what you have been craving for so long.' He leans even closer to you.

'My pureblood cock in that needy, tight, desperate, little, cunt'. He says, each word louder than the last...

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Chapter Three

A few weeks pass, you often think about your time at the Manor with Mr Malfoy with mixed feelings. He's such a cruel, cold man, but he's just so handsome, and you want him so badly. You are in your lab, very busy with your latest project, trying to distract yourself, when one of your colleagues comes into the room with a letter. 'Y/N a letter for you'. She says, handing it to you. 'Thanks' you see the wax seal marked with a 'M' your heart quickens a little, and you have butterflies. The letter reads; Dear Miss Y/L/N, You have an appointment with Mr Lucius Malfoy at 11:00AM, Tuesday 21st March. Ministry of Magic Headquarters, Whitehall, London

Oh my, what could that be about? Although you have a pretty good idea. You keep reading the letter over and over again. That date is tomorrow. Your head is spinning thinking about your last encounter with him. He was so commanding and dominant, and you loved it. You never thought you were that kind of person. He has completely turned your life upside down. You always considered yourself a person with morals and dignity, yet you have already indulged in voyeurism and had a sexual encounter with a married man, your friend's father. You are seriously questioning how on all that is magical, that one man could have such an effect on you.

The next day, You make your way to the Ministry of Magic. You have been there quite a few times before. The telephone box asks your business. 'Miss Y/L/N, I have an appointment to see Mr Lucius Malfoy,' you say. 'Ah, yes, he is in the offices on the fourth floor.' Said the voice. Down you go in the lift. Once you're cheaked in, you find yourself standing opposite the door of Lucius's office, your shaking and your heart is about to make a run for it. You knock on the door and take a deep breath. 'Come' You hear, in that superior tone. Here we go. You open the door and step inside.

'Ahh, Miss Y/L/N, I'm glad you can be punctual. Good start.' He says sternly. 'You wanted to see me Mr Malfoy'. 'Yes, I want to know exactly what you think you are doing. My son is rather taken with you, but you clearly have other ideas. Very inappropriate ideas, I might add.' He shifts himself in his chair, looking into your eyes. He then gestures you to come closer. 'Come here, girl.' You walk to his desk. 'If you think I'm done dealing with you, you are very much mistaken.' You can't believe what you are hearing. 'Mr Malfoy I-' he cuts you off. 'I don't want to hear any excuses, slut. Anything you say won't make any difference, you can act like you're offended by my treatment of you. But, we both know you want it, you crave it, and your behaviour in my own home has told me all I need to know. So, down on your knees.'

You hesitate slightly, but you know he's got you where he wants you, and you have no moral high ground to stand on after all. You do as you're told and kneel down. 'Good girl. Crawl towards me, under my desk'. You comply. You look up at him from between his legs. He takes a deep breath in through his nose. 'Mmm, very good, I must say, you do look rather pretty down there. Now, take out my cock and make me come' He says. You widen your eyes. He chuckles with a patronising tone. 'I know you want my cock elsewhere, but, my little witch, your not getting it just yet, you don't deserve it'. He leans down to you. 'Your going to have to earn it' he says quietly. 'Now I'm not going to repeat myself slut, I've told you what to do.'

He leans back in his chair. You reach for his trousers, undo them and take out his very hard cock, it's huge. Of course it is, a man with an ego as big as his, has to have a cock to match. You slowly take his cock in your hand and stroke him. you lick a stripe from the base to the tip and take his length in your mouth. He hisses loudly, you proceed to bob your head gradually taking him as far as you can. 'Ah, that's good' He praises. You continue to take him down your throat, he takes holds your head. 'You can go deeper than that girl' You try to take him deeper, you feel your eyes watering, but your fighting not to gag. 'Ah, ah, yes, take it, take it'. He says, in-between grunts and moans. You reach for his balls and gently squeeze them. 'Fuck, You little, ah' he can barely get his words out, he grabs your hair with both hands and thrusts his hips, coating your throat with his come, with a very loud growl. 'That's it, ah, swallow every last drop of my pureblood come, slut'. You swallow it all down. Your feeling very pleased with yourself, you can't deny how much you enjoyed it. He stands and puts his cock back into his trousers, looking down at you. He clears his throat.

'That was, adequate. I suppose you have proved yourself, witch. Stand up.' He commands. You stand and wipe your mouth with your hand. Wondering what he is going to do to you next, your heart is racing with anticipation. 'Off you fuck, I have important matters to attend to.' You give him a disappointed look, but you know not to say anything. You walk out of his office not looking at him. He's done it again. You walk quickly through the corridor, fighting back tears. Not only has he denied you any kind of release yet again, but he's made you not want to question him. Because you risk not getting what you want if you do.

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Chapter Two

You know you should turn away, but your body is not listening. You peer into the room, and you immediately lock eyes with Lucius, Your frozen like a deer in the headlights. He is standing behind a woman on all fours on the bed. It's not Narcissa she's too young, she's got the same hair colour as... yours. He's pounding into her hard, holding on to her hips, making her moan loudly with each thrust. You know it's wrong, but you can't look away. He pushes the woman's head down.

'Stay down, that's it.' He commands and continues to fuck the woman, never breaking eye contact with you. You're both fixed in a moment so obscure and forbidden. The woman starts shaking, and her moans tell you she's coming. You want to be where she is right now.

'Good girl, now keep still', he says sharply as he slaps her arse and thrusts deeply into her, coming himself. He grunts loudly but still doesn't break eye contact. You finally turn away before the woman sees you. You put you hand over your mouth as you breathe heavily. You can't believe what just happened. You just watched Lucius Malfoy have sex with... Well, his mistress? You have no idea who she was, you don't really care. You never thought of yourself as a voyeur. You feel slightly disgusted with yourself, but he knew you were watching. He let you watch. He wanted you to watch? You can't think straight, but you do think you need to get out of hear before you're discovered.

The next morning, you're sitting at the breakfast table, devouring a full English, chatting with Draco about the ball tonight. Lucius is sitting reading his paper and drinking his coffee. While Draco is distracted now talking to his mother, you look at Lucius.

'Enjoy yourself last night?' You ask quietly.

'I beg your pardon?' He replies.

'Did you enjoy yourself last night?'

'I don't know what you're talking about'. He says, not looking up from his paper.

'Narcissa, did you invite Octavius Redburn to the ball?' He asks.

'Yes, I did, his wife, and I have tea sometimes,' she replies.

'Ugh,' he rolls his eyes with annoyance.

'He's such a frightful bore. All he talks about is his insufferable cats'. You can't help but laugh at his comment. You're not entirely surprised he's denying what happened last night, but you couldn't resist trying to get a rise out of him.

A while later at the ball, you are chatting to a group of old friends from school.

'I love your dress Y/N, it's gorgeous'. Says one of your friends.

'Thank you. I got it especially for tonight.' You're wearing a midnight blue gown with little gold stars, a corset top with a sweetheart neckline, boobs hoisted up to reveal some cleavage. You're really enjoying yourself, then the announcement for dinner silences the crowd. You find yourself sitting next to Lucius. Your heart flutters when you see him, looking rather devastating, in a beautiful black suit patterned with velvet swirls and a black silk tie with a silver snake pin. His hair is tied back in a black ribbon. During dinner, the conversations are pretty boring. You wish you were sitting closer to your friends, then Lucius turns to you and looks at you for the first time since last night.

'How was your food?' he asks. 'It was delicious.' You drain your glass of wine and very discreetly reach under the table and touch Lucius's upper thigh and rub his crotch. You don't say a word or look at him. You then notice people getting up to dance. You've been looking forward to the dancing all night. You hear your name called, and you get up and run over to your friends.

After lots of dancing, you're pretty tired and feel yourself getting very hot. You go to the bathroom, but instead of going back to the ball, you just need a moment to yourself. You manage to find a room which is empty, You close your eyes, feeling pretty contented, until you're grabbed from behind, a hand snakes around your neck, you gasp, but you know who it is.

'What was that little stunt back there?' Lucius hisses angrily into your ear. He tightens his grip on your throat, and you feel his rings digging into your felsh.

'You think you can just touch me like that in public and get away with it?' He growls. 'You didn't enjoy it then?' You just manage to say. Your heart is racing, bolts are shooting straight to your core, and the feel of his body pressed against you is making you so wet. 'Don't you dare speak, untill I tell you to, you little slut' He reaches his other hand under your skirts and rubs your pussy through your underwear. You moan loudly. 'Oh, you are so wet, I've bearly touched you.' He chuckles. 'Lusting after your friend's father, and watching him fuck his whore' He tuts. 'Filfy, little witch'. He dips his hand into your knickers and rubs your clit. Your eyes roll back, so consumed with lust and pent up tension. He squeezes your throat even harder, you start to feel a little dizzy. 'Oh f-fuck' your getting so close. 'I told you not to speak untill your told, your insolent behaviour will not go unpunished.' He taunts, right in your ear. You're just on the cusp of your release.

'Are you to about to come, mm?' He asks, you don't relpy. 'I asked you a question, slut. Dear me, your not very good at simple instructions are you? I said, are you about to come?' 'Yesss, I'm about to come' you say breathlessly. 'Well, too bad'. He growls and completely stops, he lets go of you and within seconds he's gone. It takes a few seconds to realise what just happened, what the fuck? How could leave me like this? You are so breathless and outraged. 'Bastard' you say out loud.

Back at the ballroom, you try to join in with conversations and dancing, but you're too distracted by what happened. He did say you were going to be punished, guess that was it. You're still extremely frustrated and tense. You start drinking pretty heavily. You avoid Lucius all night, you catch him looking in your direction a few times but never at you, he's doing that on purpose, smug git.

The next thing you remember is waking up in your room with a banging headache. Your still in your dress. You slowly get changed and walk downstairs for breakfast, not that you want to eat anything, Draco meets you in the hall. 'How are you feeling?' He asks with a smirk on his face. 'Rough. What happened last night, I didn't make a fool of myself, did I?' He laughs. 'No, don't worry, I found you passed out on one of the chairs in the corridoor and I brought you to bed.' 'Oh, thank goodness for that, I need a coffee'.

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Chapter One

You have been close friends with Draco Malfoy for some time. You're very fond of him, but you're not entirely sure if you ever would pursue an actual relationship with him. Presently you're very involved in your work. Your passion is potions, and you have quite the talent for it. You're currently trying to build your own potions lab. Work is definitely your main priority. Draco thinks you need a break, so he has invited you to stay at Malfoy Manor for a few days, and you've also been invited to a ball they will be hosting. You're very excited and nervous about it. You've only briefly met Mr and Mrs Malfoy during your time at Hogwarts. Completely aware of their reputation and attitudes in the wizarding world makes you feel apprehensive, to say the least. As you start packing your bag, quite a lot of thoughts float around your head. What are they all like? What will they think of you? What would we talk about?

A while later, you meet Draco at the entrance to Malfoy Manor. 'Y/N, great to see you, been a while,' says Draco, as he hugs you. 'You too, yeah I know I've been so swamped with work lately'. You reply. 'Well you can relax now, come on Mother is expecting us.' You take a deep breath, Draco takes your case, and you walk down the court yard towards the house. As you walk, he looks at you reading your face. 'Are you nervous?' he asks. You must have made it more obvious than you thought. 'Yeah, a little, the house is huge, and I barely know your parents. You're a very, er well known family, I just don't want to make a fool of myself.' 'Relax, you'll be fine they can be intense, but I'm sure they will like you.' He reassures you. This makes you feel a little better. Until the Manor looms over you, it's so intimating with its dark auroa. Your heart is pounding as you reach the front door. He opens the door, and one of the house elves takes your coat and bags. 'Thank you,' you say, and smile at the Elf. Draco laughs at you, you look back at look at him slightly confused. 'You don't have to thank him, you know,' he says. Just before you can reply, you see Narcissa Malfoy walking towards you. 'Draco' she kisses his cheek and looks at you. 'You must be Miss Y/L/N, pleasure to meet you. Welcome to Malfoy Manor,' She says. 'Thank you very much for inviting me.' You reply. 'Where's father?' asks Draco. 'He'll be joining us later, he's engaged at the ministry at present.' You feel a little relieved. At least you have only got to deal with one of the parents. 'Draco, please show Miss Y/L/N to her room and don't be late for dinner at seven.' Narccissa smiles and walks away. Draco takes you upstairs, the staircase is huge, and all the hallways look like they go on forever. 'I think she likes you, you know.' He says. 'You think so?' 'Yeah, I can tell, this is your room. I'll meet you downstairs just before dinner?' He asks 'Yes, thanks, Draco.' You say as you walk into your room. It's a very large room, with a four poster bed, landscapes of beautiful mountains and lakes. The furniture is old-fashioned and beautiful but so dark, all the walls are black, colour seems to be forbidden here. You spend some time unpacking and exploring the room. You've never seen anything like it. The Malfoys practically live like royalty. You change for dinner in a dark purple dress with black lace sleeves with a pair of black heels you've wanted to wear for ages. You look at yourself in a huge oval mirror. You take a deep breath. You can do this, you'll be fine. You tell yourself. You're amazed you found your way back to the main hallway, you see Draco waiting for you at the bottom of the stairs, he looks very handsome in a black velvet suit, black trousers and pointed shoes. 'Wow, you do look amazing, Y/N' he says. 'So do you' you reply. You take his arm, and you both walk into the drawing room for a drink before dinner. The house elf opens the door, and you walk in, completely unaware of how much is going to change.

The door is opened to reveal Narcissa looking very ravishing in a tight fitted dark red dress revealing lot of bosom. And sat in a huge leather chair is Mr Luicus Malfoy, the master of the house himself. He looks right into your eyes, and you're completely captivated by his, so blue, cold and peicering. His beautiful platinum blonde hair falls down his shoulders, not one strand out of place. His hand is leaning on the silver head snake of his cane. His black suit looks immaculate. He slowly stands and walks towards you, he is taller than you thought. Your mouth is so dry, and your heart is pounding. You've only seen him briefly when you were so much younger. The sight of him now just completely captivates you. He's so attractive. 'Miss Y/N I presume? I've heard a lot about you, quite the ambitious little witch, aren't you?' 'Yes sir, I've heard a lot about you too, Draco speaks of you often, your house is absolutely beautiful, I really appreciate your invitation'. There's a distinct shake in your voice however your amazed you didn't trip over your words. 'Mmm, you're quite welcome. It's about time my son was acquainted with someone who isn't a waste of time.' He says, not taking his eyes off you. You assume he's referring to Crabbe and Goyle. He walks to the decanters and fills up his own drink and pours two others, and passes them to Draco and you. He takes a sip, staring at you. You would normally be uncomfortable with the amount of eye contact, but not with him. You wish you could bottle the effects his eyes have on you. A little while later, you're eating dinner. The food is delicious. 'So Draco tells us you specialise in potions Y/N' says Narcissa. 'Yes, that's right, I achieved an Outstanding in my NEWT's, then I went on to get my Potions Mastery. Now I'm currently working towards running my own potions lab.' You reply. 'Very ambitious, don't you think so, Luicus?' 'Indeed, of course, It can be very dangerous, both potions and ambition.' He says. 'Yes, I agree, but nothing would get done with no ambition, and I happen to enjoy the danger of it, I find it exciting.' You say. 'Any success?' he asks. Before you can reply, Draco jumps into the conversion. 'Yes, she's trying to create a potion to get rid of spots'. Draco says with a smirk. You close your eyes, feeling rather embarrassed. Lucius looks at his son with disgust for bringing the conversation down. 'It's not to get rid of spots Draco, it's to cure the measles.' You say rather irritated. 'It's quite alright Y/N, my son has quite the knack of bringing something juvenile to conversations.' Says Lucius. Draco looks down at his plate, 'Sorry father, sorry, Y/N' Draco is normally so cocky and full of confidence, but at home with his parents, especially his father, he's like a little boy. Your perception of him has definitely started to change. The rest of the dinner went quite well, you actually made them both smile with amusement when you made a comment about the ministry of magic's library staff being about as useful as a boat made of bricks. After dinner, you all had coffee, and Lucius and Narcissa leave you and Draco alone. You assume they went to bed. You yawned and looked at the clock; 1:00, no wonder you're feeling very tired. 'I'm going to go to bed. Draco, it's been an incredible day.' You say with a yawn. 'Oh OK, do you want me to take you to your room?' he asks, he seems a little disappointed. 'Yes, please, I would definitely end up getting lost.' You laugh. He laughs back and escorts you. 'Good night, Y/N' 'Night Draco', he kisses your cheek and you quickly open the door and go inside. Your mind is racing, all the time you've known Draco you expected to feel closer to him; going to his home and meeting his parents, but no, all you could think about is Lucius Malfoy.

You try to sleep in your very comfortable bed, but you can't seem to drift off despite how tired you are. Those eyes are keeping you awake. He does have a very intimidating presence, very judgmental, too. Some of his views on blood purity and family values are a little twisted, you thought, but you can't help but dismiss all that with that handsome face, lean body. you wonder what's underneath that suit? The more you wonder and imagine, the lower your hand is reaching down your body. No, I can't, not in a guest bed.

You get out of bed and attempt to find the bathroom. You use your wand to light your way down the corridor, there are dim candles lighting up portraits all the way along the walls, and you can't help but look at each one. You feel like you've been walking for hours, the endless corridors and staircases are making you feel so disorientated. You come to another long corridor, and you can see a light coming from an open door. Maybe you could ask someone for directions? You walk quickly towards it when you hear sounds. Grunting sounds, moaning sounds, a chill runs down your spine when you realise they are 'those' kinds of sounds, you must have found Lucius and Narcissa's room...

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Chapter 5

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He lifts himself up still between your legs, he unbuttons the last few remaining buttons off his shirt and takes it off, while giving you a cheeky body roll, you bite your lip watching his beautiful body; his muscles flexing sends more bolts through you. He tosses his shirt over his shoulder, lifts his hips up and starts rubbing his hard cock on your entrance. You whimper lifting your hips. 'Are you ready for me Y/N?'

'Yeah, so ready' He continues to tease your entrance, coating his cock.

'Mmm, your so wet baby, all for me'. He slips the tip inside, pulls out and slides in again. You moan and screw your eyes shut.

'Ohhh' you cry. He then sinks his whole cock inside you, giving you that wonderful feeling of being filled, once again waves of pleasure course through you, only to intensify as he starts moving. He moans loudly.

'Ahh, fuck baby you feel so good.'

'Ss-so do you'. you whisper. He snakes his hands under your ass and holds you as he thrusts, your eyes are drawn to his lower abdermon and hips, watching him thrust in and out of you. He's hitting all the right spots, over and over again. You can't think straight, you feel so sensitive all over your body, nowhere else you want to be but here, the man of your dreams fucking you so attentively.

'Jesus, baby, your so fucking tight'. You bite your lip at his words he thrusts a little faster.

'Oh, f-fuck' you struggle to speak. He lifts up one of your legs and holds on to it has he thrusts faster quickening his pace.

'You look so God damn beautiful right now, ah, ah, I love watching your tits bounce, your pussy is throbbing, you wanna cum again baby?'

'Yesss' He smiles at you and thrusts faster making you breathless.

'Yes what?'

'Ah, yess p-please' you practically beg. He chuckles.

'Good girl' he growls, he puts his thumb in his mouth wetting it and starts rubbing your very sensitive clit.

'Aah, oh God!' Your whole body is writhing in pure ecstacy. He continues to thrust and rub, you both moan and gasp, completely lost in eachother. Your legs begin to shake, pussy tighting.

'Your getting close, aren't you? I can feel it.' You whimper and squeeze his thigh tight. You thought you had experienced the peak of pleasure with your last orgasm, but once again, the feeling of pure, relentless pleasure coursing throught you, more than you ever thought possible. Your right on the edge, about to fall.

'Come for me, come on baby', he says in-between panting. He adds just a little more pressure to your clit and thrusts just a little deeper, He groans loud,

'Come for me!' He growls, deep and gravely. 'Oh God, I'm coming!' You scream as come so hard, you feel the realise you've craved, so your whole body shakes, and tembles. Your mind goes blank, completely consumed in pleasure. He slows his thrusts and but keeps rubbing your clit, to get as much pleasure out of you as possible.

'That's it, good girl' he praises. You pant, slowly coming down, he never stops thrusting his cock into you, he falls on top of you, and wraps his arm around you holding the back of your head. He growls as he brings your lips to his.

'Come the fuck here, kiss me' crashing his lips onto yours. You kiss him back, snaking your hands through his hair. You love the feeling of his weight on top of you, his body is so hot.

'You felt so good coming on my cock baby' he says in-between kisses.

'Your cock feels amazing, so good' you reply. He starts thrusting faster again, chasing his own realise. Your wrap your legs around his waist, reaching down to his ass and slap his perfect cheeks. He moans loudly. This makes him thrust even deeper and faster.

'Mmm, take it baby, take it, ah, that's it, I'm gonna come' he pants.

'Oh, yes come inside me, please' He thrusts one last time, coming so deep inside you, you feel his cock pulsing. He growls and groans as he buries his head into your neck. You let out a long soft moan, full of contentment. He lifts his head up and kisses you slowly and softly. You both smile and laugh.

'Fucking hell, that was, just..'

'Something else' you finish his sentence.

'Yeah, you did so well baby' he praises.

'You were pretty good yourself'. He laughs and lifts himself up, he quickly cleans you up and you both just snuggle into each other, coming back down to earth.

The next thing you know you wake up still in-twined on the sofa. He looks so beautiful sleeping. You slowly untangle yourself from his limp body, walk to your bedroom and find your dressing gown. The sexy silk one of course! You make coffee for you both and bring it to him, he's awake when you return.

'Good morning, beautiful' He says with a very big smile on his face when he sees you.

'Good morning handsome' you reply as you hand him his coffee.

'Oh, thank you, last night was just incredible Y/N, honestly best fuck of my life'. You can't help but smile widely.

'So far' you giggle.

'Me too, it was like a dream' you continue, knowing it's a corney thing to say but you don't care. You walk towards the sofa and tread on something.

'Oh look, your phone and charger you never charged it'.

'Oh, Yeah forgot all about that, well I got rather... distracted' He says as his eyes travel up you body.

'I'll do it later, I'm no rush to go anywhere. Right' he says as he stands up grabs you, picking you up and swings you into his arms bridal style.

'Oh' you gasp and giggle. He flashes you a smile.

'What? You think I'm anywhere near done with you? Now, where the fuck is your bedroom?'

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[callmerainbowcookie]

There he is

Chapter 4

Pairings: Crush x reader

Contents: Explicit, oral sex M receiving and F receiving, teasing, alcohol, flirty fluff.

He moves closer to you, and wipes the top of your chest, feeling his hand so close to your skin makes you tremble, his knee touches yours and you feel the wet denim of his jeans.

'You're still soaked', you say as he looks down at your lap.

'I'm not the only one who's soaked am I baby?' You feel a bolt shoot to your core at his words. You can't believe this is happening it all feels like a dream. You bite your lip as he starts to lean closer to you, you place your trembling hand on his wet shirt.

'I, I think you're going to have to.. take this off?, you whisper.

'Undo my buttons then.' Your eyes widen, and your hands are shaking, you start trying to unbutton his shirt but your hands are shaking so much you're struggling. He smiles and softly chuckles.

'It's OK' he lifts his hand and touches your face, using his thumb to wipe a drop of whisky on your cheek, you close your eyes and slightly lead your head to his hand telling him you want it. He then slides his hand throught your hair to the back of your head and sofly brings your lips to his, his lips are so soft, you slide your hands around his neck and deepen the kiss.

'Keep undoing my shirt baby.' You undo more buttons, though your hands are still shaking, a grin appears on his lips.

'You really are worked up, aren't you?'

'Yeah, I've wanted you for so long' you almost whisper, with a tremble in your voice.

'I know'

'You do?'

'Come on, sweetheart, it's not like you did a very good job of hiding it it! Your face when you opened the door, you were practically drooling as I dried myself with that towel'. For a split second your face dropped, feeling embarrassed and you look down. He puts his fingers under your chin and lifts your head to look into your eyes.

'It's OK baby, I feel the same too.' He says sofly and kisses you again, your heart is pounding even harder now, your still in disbelief.

'You are so fucking hot Y/N, those skirts you wear at the office, my God, takes everything in me not to just pick you up and fuck you against to wall. You have no idea how happy I was when you opened that door, to see you in that skimpy top, and little shorts, fucking hell' he growls. You smile, so overwhelmed by passion and need, this is all you've wanted for so long, and here he is all yours. A sudden rush of confidence washes over you. You climb into his lap, straddling him. You kiss him deeply, as he moans and slighly chuckles, you feel one of his hands slide up your back and the other to your shorts stopping just at the hem. You feel the lump his trousers growing, he starts kissing down your neck, then licks your neck and works his way down.

'Mmm, whiskey, you are spoiling me aren't you?, you smile and drop you head back slightly, he licks up all the whisky you spilled on yourself, your heart is pounding so hard your sure he can hear it. You feel so much heat rushing through your body to your core, you know your getting wet. He reaches your breasts and keeps going, you moan and bite your lip.

'You like that?' he asks in a husky voice. He slides the straps down your arms, you free your arms of them and let the fabric fall down to reveal your breasts. He leans back to look at them.

'Wow baby, look at these, beautiful'. He licks one of you nipples and rolls his thumb over the other. You moan loudly and tip your head back. He continues to lick your nipples, removes his hand from your other nipple and snakes it round your waist. He twists you round and leans you down so he's on top of you. He attends to the other nipple causing you to loudly moan once again. You feel your pussy throbbing and pulsing with every lick. He starts lowering his head down your body, licking a stripe between your beasts, getting every drop of that whisky! You reach with your hand to his lower abdermon, to the very large lump in his jeans, you think he must be so uncomfortable right know, you try to sit up, and rub him through his clothes, he groans at your touch,

'Ooh, that feels good.' You reach to the top button and attempt to open it, you get yourself up and slide off the sofa, nestling yourself between his legs.

'You want to suck my cock do you baby?'

'Oh Yeah, for so damn long' you say licking your lips. He sighs happily and leans back in the chair spreading his legs.

'Its all your yours'. Your mouth waters as you undo his top button and slide the zip down, he lifts up his hips as you slide down his jeans and boxers, his cock springs free.Your eyes light up.

'Oh my God, your so big' you say completely enamored.

'Am I?' he teased. You lick a stripe from the base to the tip, then you slowly take the head in your mouth and swirl your tongue around it. He hisses through his teeth.

'Fuck baby' he says breathlesslyYou slowly take is cock in and out of your mouth getting further and further each time, you've never had someone this big before and wonder how far you can take it down. He gently slides his hand in your hair and holds it up. you use your hand to stroke his length and twist your hand. You slowly take him down your throat further than you thought you could.

'Oh my God, that feels amazing'. He says in-between heavy breathing a soft moans. Just hearing his voice makes you want to please him more. You cup is balls in your hand and gently massage them. His whole body twitches, you look up at him, his eyes are tight shut and his mouth gaping open. You keep going until you feel your eyes are watering, you again swirl your tongue around him and move your hand faster until you feel his legs begin to shake. You know he's getting close.

'Oh baby, I'm, I'm almost, t-there' he stutters. You move your hands even faster and take his cock down your throat, he moans loudly and growls as he shoots his load down your throat. You swallow it all down and lick every drop. You smile as you lean back and wipe your face with your hand.

'That was, fucking incredible' he says with a very satisfied smile.

'Don't you move' He says looking into your eyes as he leans down and takes off his shoes and his jeans and boxers, he looks so damn hot with only his shirt on.

'Get up here, right now, I need to return the favour don't I?' Your heart is pounding and excitement, anticipation washing over you, you know what he's going to do. well, you think you do. You stand to go to him, but without warning, he jumps up, picks you up, and puts you on the sofa. All you can say is a loud 'Oh' and you giggle, your legs are parted, his head between them. He grins widely and stares at your shorts.

'Let's get rid of these' he says as he reaches for the top of your shorts and pulls them down your legs, he throws them onto to floor over his shoulder. So hot. You still have your pants on, they are very wet, you feel yourself getting hot and you start to tremble. He can sence your lust and expectation. He leans down and kisses your inner thigh, his hands slide under your ass, giving your cheeks a tight squeeze. He kisses the other thigh stopping as soon as he gets to your pants, he spends some time licking and kissing your thighs occasionally taking a huge mouthful, slightly biting and sucking at your soft skin, deliberately avoiding your pussy. You thrust your hips up and try to grind his face but he keeps you down every time you try. He is driving you crazy. You can't stand it anymore.

'Please' you say, breathlessly He stops and looks up at you and laughs sadisticly.

'What was that?'

'Please, I need it' you plead in a whisper.

'I can't hear you hear you baby' He teases.

'I need it, please.'

'You need what? Tell me what you want sweetheart.' He says sofly with a hint of mocking.

'I- want you to.. lick my, pussy'. You say completely breathless, he has worked you up with need and desperation for any contact with your where you need it most, your head is spinning. He licks a stripe from your opening to your clit and stops again. You moan and drop your head back, almost relaxing waiting for him to continue but he doesn't lick you again. Confused, you look up at him, before you protest he smiles at you and laughs.

'I'm sorry baby, I just love seeing you all worked up like this,' he pauses and looks at your sopping pants.

'Your absolutely soaked, do you want me to eat you out?' Feeling a mix of frustration and relief,

'Yes' you say almost sarcasticly,

'Yes what?' You breath heavily out of your nose.

'Yes, please, you bast- Oh' your cut off as he sucks your clit hard. Catching you completely off guard, he grabs hold of your pants and rips them off you. He plunges is mouth into your pussy, like he's been starving for years. He slides his tongue inside you, moving up and down, untill he works his way to your clit and circles it slowly. You moan loudly, audibley expressing your pleasure. Everything he does feels amazing. He flattens his wide tongue against your pussy and licks up to your clit over and over again, increasing the pressure with each perfectly paced swipe. You can feel that familiar, delicious build up in your core, he reaches to your breasts and gently massages your nipples with his fingers.

'Oh f-f-fuck' you struggle to say. Your legs are shaking almost violently, your just on the edge about to tip over any second. He knows your close.

'Come on my tongue baby' He whispers. One last stroke of his tongue on your sensitive clit sends a deep wave of pleasure crashing over you, so intense, so perfect. You cry out as you spasm and tremble. You've never had an orgasm so powerful, your mind goes blank, your panting heavily as you feel yourself slowly coming down from your high. You finally gather the strength enough to speak.

'Fuck, oh my God, I've never come like that before', You can't stop smiling, lifting your self up to look at him, He looks into your eyes and looks very pleased with himself. He gives you a wide grin and chuckles.

'You deserve it baby, seeing you come like that was absolutely amazing.'

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[callmerainbowcookie]

There he is

Chapter 3

Pairing: Crush x reader

Contents: Flirting, alcohol, eventual smut

He is standing with one hand leaded against the wall, he is wet through, water dripping from his hair down his face, his wet clothes are clinging to his toned body, he's wearing a dark fitted shirt with the top buttons open showing his chest.

'Hi, I'm so sorr- Y/N?' he says, looking right into your eyes.

'I've just broke down in front of your house, the stupid thing just stopped, tonight of all nights.'

You open the door fully as rain is coming in.

'Oh God, sorry. Come in, come in your drenched,' you say, just realising he's still getting wet. He steps in and shuts the door behind him. He really is wet through, he drapes his hand through his hair and looks at you. You have to stop yourself from making a very inappropriate sound.

'I'm so sorry to intrude on you like this, I was on my way back from my mates house, when the heavens open, and then my bloody car goes and starts spluttering, and just stops, couldn't get the fucking thing to start again, then to make matters worse my phone died.' he explains.

'Oh no, what a pain, let me get you a towel. It's really coming down to get you this wet that fast. it's not far from the street to my front door.' You say, stop ramberling women, you think to yourself. You run upstairs to get a towel, leaving him in the hall. You hand him the towel and he wipes his face and hair, then his neck, you simply can't take your eyes off him. Countless thoughts are racing around your head it's so hard to think straight. Your heart is pounding. He must know exactly what you were thinking it's not like you are doing a very good job of hiding it.

'Come through to the conservatory, I'll make you a drink, tea?, coffee?, something stronger?' You ask. He follows you through the house, still rubbing himself with the towel.

'Oh, something stronger please, after the night I've had, it's not like I can drive anywhere now anyway'. He says.

'True, I guess it's too late to ring a garage now' you say. He looks reluctant to sit down because he is wet.

'It's OK don't worry, sit yourself down, I'll grab something stronger'. You walk through to the kitchen and take a bottle of whisky and pour it into two glasses, your hands are shaking, your amazed you don't spill any, you remember he said he's phone is dead. So you find a charger and return to the conservatory.

'Here you go, something stronger and a phone charger, don't know if it will fit your phone though' you say.

'Oh, thank you Y/N, your an angel'. He slightly brushes your fingers as you pass him the glass. You put the charger on the table.

'I'll check if my phone fits'. He uses his other hand to reach into his pocket to retrieve his phone, you can't help but follow his hand with your eyes, leading you to look at crotch. He looks at you for a second and catches you looking. He reaches to put the drink on the table and tries the charger.

'Yeah, it fits, thank you for that, the one time I don't charge my phone and something like this happens' he says.

'Typical, I do that all the time, and I never learn', You chuckle. He takes a sip of his drink.

'How are you finding the job? It's been about a month now since you started?' You ask.

'Yeah, it's really good actually, I like it, I've been after a job like that for a while now, just happened to stumble across it online, how long have you been there?' He asks.

'Two years now, I absolutely love it, it's my dream job. It's something I've always wanted to do, the only thing really.' You relpy.

'Wow, your lucky, you've always known what you've wanted to do, took me years to find someth-' He's cut off by leaning back in the chair and knocking off your book, which falls to the floor.

'Oh sorry,' he picks it up off the floor and looks at the cover. You completely forgot about the spicy book. Your heart drops as he looks at the book cover,

'What are you reading then?' His smile slowly grows as he reads the title and realises the genre. He looks at you, with a huge cocky grin on his face. You don't know what to do, other than take a big sip of your drink.He chuckles at you.

'Oh, so this is what you read is it? You naughty girl'. Your so flustered you turn bright red.

'A seemingly innocent office encounter takes an unexpectedly steamy turn' He reads, smirking. The alcohol seems to give you abit of a confidence boost, you shrug, smile and look him in the eyes.

'Yeah, I read smut from time to time, can't a girl-' You are interrupted by a huge roll of thunder, it makes you jump and causes you to spill your drink, it splashes your face and chest, then a few drops trickle down your chest between your breasts. Your frozen with shock and embarrassment, with a I can't believe that just happened look on your face. He laughs, causing you to laugh aswell. A few of the drops of whisky have made wet spots on your low cut spaghetti top, you look down and notice your wet top. 'Oh my god, could I embarrass myself anymore?' you say as you put your hand on your forehead.

'Trust me, it's fine. You're so cute when you're all flustered like this. Quite impressive, you could get wet without going outside in the rain.' he says. You laugh and reach to the table for a tissue. He reaches too and catches your hand,

'Let me'.

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[callmerainbowcookie]

There he is

Chaper 2

Pairing: Your crush male x fem reader

Content: Male crush x fem reader, work acquaintances to lovers, eventual smut

A few weeks later, it's approaching summer, nights are getting shorter, and there's a well needed rise in temperature. It's Friday night you were thinking of going out, but you knew the weather had other ideas, and you decide to just stay in and read. You've had a couple more encounters with your crush at work. You had a very brief conversation while you were waiting for the lift. His voice was so smooth, yet a gruffness to it, very hot, you thought. You made small talk about the job; how busy you both were ect, he was surprisingly easy to talk to, though you did stutter a few times. You figured he found it quite amusing. You don't think you hid your feelings very well. You shudder thinking about it. Your thoughts were interrupted by a roll of thunder. It's turned darker fairly quickly, the sky is full, and the rain comes pouring down. You smile to yourself, I'm definitely staying in now, you make your way to the conservatory, now which book? You look through your book self, trying to decide. It was time for a new one as you had just finished your crime novel. You bought a couple of new ones this week; two thrillers and a spicy one. You pick up one of the thrillers, but you know you are going to choose the spicy one! Spicy one it is then, this one was about an office romance. (You couldn't resist). The rain is getting harder, and the blasts of lightning are so loud they make you jump. You take a sip of your hot tea and sink down in your chair, you sigh a very contented sigh. Your book is starting to get very interesting. Your peace is interrupted once again from a loud knock at the door. You're not expecting anyone, and it is getting a little late to open the door. You reluctantly get up out of the chair and walk to the front door. You open the door, and there he is, your crush.

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[callmerainbowcookie]

There he is

Need some crush smut?

My first smut fic, I've always wanted to have a go 🙈

Pairing: Your crush male x fem reader

Content: Male crush x fem reader, work acquaintances to lovers, eventual smut,

Imagine your crush celebrity, IRL, whoever you want in this senorio...

You've noticed him around your work. He's new, and every time you look at him, it makes the butterflies go crazy in your tummy, and you find yourself biting your lip. All sorts of thoughts flood your head, thoughts you would never say out loud. One day, you walk down the corridor, and you see him walking towards you. He's on his phone looking down at it until he lifts his eyes to look up, and he makes eye contact with you. You look back, almost transfixed. Time seems to be slower, frozen in the moment. He smiles at you with his lips, almost a smirk but soft, not breaking eye contact. You want to say something, but you can't. As he walks past you, you can catch a glimpse of his scent; aftershave, so sweet, yet masculine, it's quite intoxicating. As you both pass each other, you never break eye contact until he looks to open the next door in front of him. You stand still and watch him walk through the door and out of sight. Just the eye contact alone makes your heart pound, and you feel yourself getting hot, and you need to run to the bathroom to calm down. Oh my God, you thought, you've never been that close to him before.

You can't get the encounter out of your head. Though it was brief, it felt so ingrained in your head. It's all you think about for the rest of the day. You look at your computer screen and twirl your hair around your finger. Those eyes, so perfect, so captivating. His face, so handsome, his body so broard, muscly. His...

'Y/N!' You jump out of your skin, it's your colleague; Jessie abruptly snapping you back to reality.

'You scared the shit out of me!' You say. She laughs.

'I'm sorry, but you were staring at the screen with the most blank, dopey expression on your face. Only half an hour to go, want to grab a drink in a bit?' She asked.

'Yeah, why not?' You relpy, a drink would be a good distraction, what must I have looked like? You shudder at the thought.

A while later, you're having a few drinks with Jessie and some of your other colleagues. Jessie is your closest friend at the office. You love how down to earth she is and how she is never shy of airing out her dirty laundry and over sharing. You only briefly listen to the conversations at first, what you can keep up with anyway. However you show interest when she starts talking about your crush.

'Omg, he's so gorgeous, the things I would let him do to me, phaw!' as she's fanning her face with her hand. You laugh and roll your eyes, great, I needed a distraction, now he's back in my head again. She went on about him for ages, and you agreed with everything she said.

'Is he married?' You ask.

'No, I don't think so there's no ring on his finger that I've noticed, I don't know about a girlfriend though, I've only said Hello to him a few times, I have to get away from him because I start to blush', she laughs. You laugh too, and take a sip of your drink. He has that effect on everyone, it seems.

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