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Lucius Malfoy And The Marriage Matching Law	By : ozarkmoon Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 5696 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Invoking
- 2-Meeting
- 3-Greeting
- 4-Canoodling
- 5-Morning
- 6-Discovering
- 7-Plotting
- 8-Answering
- 9-Hurting
- 10-Healing
- 11-Persuading
- 12-Exacting
- 13-Willing
- 14-Tiring
- 15-Shopping
- 16-Carousing
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- 11
- 12
CHAPTER 11 - PERSUADING

Standard disclaimer - I own nothing in the Potter Universe and am making no profit from this work of fiction.

Finally our couple will get to complete the act of love - with a bit o’angst that threatens to derail things at the start being thwarted by a third party

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The body squirming beside his brought him instantly awake. His arm flexed to hug her tighter. “Are you in pain, Christina?” he softly asked.

“No - well, a bit - but it is my back, not the other. And I need to pee like a racehorse,” she replied.

“You will not be urinating on the grounds at the stable,” he remarked. “Hold on to my arm.” With that order, he Apparated them onto the bed in their room.

“If you could do that all along, why do we always take the stairs?” She let him pull her to the edge. He lifted her in his arms and walked towards the master bath.

“I rather enjoy the view as you flounce several steps above me. Plus it is the gentlemanly thing to do - walk behind so as to catch you if you stumble,” he explained.

“Yeah, keep telling yourself it is the latter. You don’t fool me. And I do not flounce!” She held onto his arms when her feet were lowered to the floor.

“Keep telling yourself that, my pet. Call out if you need assistance. I will order coffee.” He returned to the bedroom, leaving her some privacy.

Several minutes later her body was bent over the sink, propped up on her forearms. She was stifling her sobs with a hand over her mouth. He matched her stance and nudged her elbow with his.

“What has put you in such a state?”

“My back muscles have seized. My legs are cramping. The pain from last night is back. I feel so off-kilter.”

“Of course you do - the amount of magical energy you released was unprecedented. Let’s get you into the shower so the hot water will relax you.” He stood and helped her straighten.

Once they were ensconced in a spray of scalding water, he gently cleansed her body with soft sponges. Their ablutions were finished and Lucius summoned a long, sleeveless nightgown of soft cotton knit. He lifted her again, this time putting her down in a chair at the small breakfast table near the window of their suite.

He stood and she clutched the front of his shirt, pulling him back down. “Thank you,” she whispered.

His hand smoothed over her cheek. “Anything for you, my sweet. Now, you must eat so you can take something for the pain.”

Breakfast was consumed in silence, save for the occasional request to pass salt or jam. Lucius turned to check the time. She followed his gaze and frowned.

“What? Do you have an appointment this morning?”

“No. We have about an hour.”

“An hour for what?” she asked in a clipped tone.

“Until we finish the last of the potion’s requirements.” Her blank stare prompted him to continue. “The final step occurs 12 hours after your last orgasm.”

She sputtered. “B-But that means now. It was 12 hours ago that you gave me the potion.”

“Yes, but you had another orgasm an hour after that. I believe you slept through it,” he explained.

“You assaulted me while I was sleeping?” her voice became shrill.

“I did not assault you!” his voice rose to matched hers.

“And what is this ‘final step’ you mention?”

“We will engage in sex, of course. Come,” he stood over her, “I must begin to prepare you.”

“’Of course’ nothing! You need to get the hell away from me!” Christina shouted at him. “This is nothing but a farce cooked up by you and your twisted friend to get you - and possibly him - into my pants! It ends now!”

“You will not question my devotion and regard for you witch!” Lucius was livid.

“The fuck I won’t,” she countered. Her hands lifted from the table, palms facing him. Her arms made a pushing motion and he was driven back by the rush of magic.

His backward progress was stopped by the double doors that led to the hallway. He inhaled deeply, trying to reign in his anger. The strong knock on the door jarred his body. “Not now!” he yelled at the door. Fists then pounded against the doors, causing both to shake.

He threw both doors open. Severus stood at the threshold, dressed in only black pants and shirt. A potions kit was tucked under one arm. “We are indisposed at the moment, old friend. Perhaps you could return this evening?” he bit out.

Severus unbuttoned the cuff of his left sleeve. He pulled it up to show Lucius his now-bare forearm. “We will discuss this in detail later. For now you are going to stand there,” he turned and pointed to a spot behind him, “and center yourself while I calm your lovely witch with some very strong potions and some witty repartee.” He lowered the sleeve and buttoned the cuff.

Lucius nodded his head and moved to the indicated spot. Severus smiled, and entered the room. “Good morning, fair lady,” he greeted Christina. “Do I detect trouble in paradise so soon?”

She scowled at him and remained silent. He had listened to their argument for several minutes before knocking. Though he had promised himself never to engage in vows of a magical nature again, this witch needed to trust him - quickly. He placed his right hand over his heart. Her eyes widened as she watched him carefully.

“On my honor as a wizard and Master of potions, I vow no hidden agenda, nor harm wished upon your person in all my actions yesterday and today,” he declared.

She finally smiled at him. “Only for two days, Severus?”

His hand moved to tap the center of his chest. “Again, Slytherin.”

“Right - sneaky bastards, the lot of you,” she snipped. “Help me to the bed and give me drugs, my new best friend.” Her body leaned against his as they slowly walked to her side of the mattress.

“Tell me where all your pains are,” he instructed her, kneeling down.

“Sadistic bastard,” she murmured. A blush crept down her neck.

“Thorough, sadistic bastard,” he corrected. “I need to give you the correct potions, Christina.”

“Fine,” she sighed. “I was awake half the night with back spasms. The hot shower this morning helped a little, but it is seizing up again.” He took a small jar of pale yellow cream from his kit and set it on the nightstand.

“My leg muscles are jumpy. I think it is from being in such an odd position for so long last night.”

He handed her a light blue potion. “Vitamin Potion with extra potassium.”

She swallowed it and handed the bottle back. “Um.. something happened last night…” she trailed off.

“Yes, I was there,” he quipped.

Her hand flew out and smacked his shoulder. “Not that, idiot. Possibly more than was supposed to happen. This morning I feel like I used to once a month before being shot.” In response to his raised eyebrow, she elaborated. “When I was ready to kill for chocolate or something salty, or just kill anyone who pissed me off.”

It took several seconds, but Severus made the connection. “I will need to draw some blood. Possibly your thyroid or hormone levels were affected. Anything else - any pain similar to last night?”

“Nothing like it was before Lucius gave me that red potion, just a few twinges.”

“Sharp or dull twinges?” He needed an accurate description in order to address it.

“Neither. It is more like slow muscle pulls. Almost like the beginning of menstrual cramps.”

“I believe that indicates further internal healing and is a good sign. Once you begin to engage in intercourse regularly, those muscles will tone and mend in no time.” He chuckled when her hands covered her face in embarrassment. “You do understand than in a few minutes, Lucius is going to return and after teasing your body unmercifully, is going to fuck you so well it will leave no doubts as to why he was called the Abraxan Stallion in his younger years,” he whispered.

“Yes, Severus, I am aware of the purpose behind this entire - wait,” she interrupted herself. “Did you say stallion?”

“Bestiality - I never would have guessed. It is always the sweet, shy ones who are shockingly perverse,” Severus deadpanned.

“You ass!” Her leg lifted as if to kick him.

He quickly caught her foot. “Do not abuse the man with the strongest pain potions, witch.”

“I apologize. If something extra happened last night, I need to take precautions against getting pregnant now, since it is the one thing I assured him could not possibly happen.”

“The Primoris Noctus will protect you for a week. At the weekend, I shall invite you to assist with brewing and we will see what has happened.” He smiled at her and patted her knee. “Now, if you are ready, I will allow your stallion back in.” She nodded.

“Lucius, come here and sit on the bed behind your witch. I need to draw blood and she turned green at the mere mention of it,” He called.

They met in the middle of the room. “The sample must be taken before I give her pain potion. If you sit behind her and pinch the location of your choice at my signal, it should distract her from the pain.” Lucius nodded. “The pain potion is going to be very strong, but she will be alert and remember everything - just be aware that her speech may range from nonsensical to profane.” The Potions Master led him back to the bed.

“And just what were you to plotting over there?” Christina demanded.

“World domination plans and the like, nothing that concerns you.” Severus prepared to take his sample.

Lucius straddled his witch, wrapping his arms around her waist. “I apologize, Christina. I did not think to take the vow when we began to argue.”

Her hand patted his leg. “I apologize, Lucius. I think that potion last night may have affected me in very odd ways.”

Severus nodded to him. Lucius held her left arm out so a sample could be collected. His right hand worked between her legs to rub her mark through the thin gown. “You do so enjoy a little mix of pleasure and pain, don’t you my goddess?” he whispered into her ear.

She arched back against him and never felt the cut or mending of her skin.

Severus stood before them, holding a bottle of bright orange potion. “This is a very strong elixir and can only be taken twice a day. I will leave 10 of these with Dropper.” Lucius took the bottle and helped her to swallow it all.

The effects were immediate. Her body relaxed and she slumped backwards. “Oh that is nice. Thank you, Severus. We need to do something nice for you. Lucius, invite him to have a threesome with us for his next birthday.”

“And on that note, I shall take my leave,” Severus informed them.

Lucius moved her around onto her back and walked him to the door.

“Severus, I apologize,” he said.

“I did warn you; nonsensical to profane. Do not forget - intercourse only once a day. Anything else you might get up to that results in orgasms after you first couple will accelerate the healing. I am going to the greenhouse for some ingredients, and then back to Raven Pitch. Have Dropper retrieve me if there are problems.”

“Thank you again. Dinner tomorrow?” Lucius asked.

“How could I pass up the opportunity to tease your witch about her offer?” The double doors slammed behind him.

Lucius turned and raised his wand. “What can I do to make you comfortable? Darker, lighter? Warmer, colder?”

“Darker and warmer, please.” His wand began to wave, closing the drapes and casting warming charms. “Bring in a dry towel from the bath, too.”

“A towel?”

“It is the easiest way to check for blood without ruining the sheets, Lucius.” She calmly told him.

He returned with a towel only to find Badger talking to Christina.

“Master Ravens says Master is to put the creams on your back, Mistress.”

“Thank you, dear Badger,” she patted him on the head.

“And on, oh, on… “the elf stammered.

“On my bottom, did he say?” she asked. The elf nodded. “But he said a different word.”

“Yes, Mistress. And he said to do it before,” Badger stopped to think. “Before the bouncy.”

Lucius stifled a laugh. “Did he use a naughty word for that, sweetie?” The elf nodded again. “You are an honorable elf. Master Raven is a naughty pixie in need of a spanking.”

He finally stepped in. “That will be all, Badger. We are not to be disturbed until we call for luncheon.”

The elf bowed and faded away.

“All the house elves adore you,” he told her.

“Well, they are all very nice to me. Get over here and help me strip. Then you can finally fuck me,” she ordered.

“Christina that is not what this is about. You understand that this is helping you heal and will ensure mutual pleasure for all our years, do you not?”

“I know, Lucius. And it is probably more than I deserve.” She softly began to cry.

Well, her emotions were certainly all over the pitch today. Maybe Severus or Jonas needed to check for problems with that potion.
“None of that, now. Let’s get you up,” he lifted her to stand. “I plan to remove your gown and levitate you onto the bed on your stomach. Then I can massage your back with the cream. After that is the bothersome task of rubbing said cream all over the globes of your luscious arse.”

Her arms wrapped around his neck. “If it is so bothersome, I can do it myself.”

“Oh no, my dear. That is my recompense for your little flirtation last night.” He leaned in to kiss her tenderly. His fingers slowly began to gather the fabric of her gown. It lifted over her head as he pulled away. “Just relax and stand still.” His wand waved and her body floated over the bed and onto the towel.

After striping, he crawled up the bed and knelt over her thighs. This gave him access to her whole back and a good view of her derriere. He began at her neck and worked his way down, rubbing the cream into every tight knot he encountered. His movement slowed as he massaged between her hips. He continued kneading long after the cream was absorbed.

“Should I be worried about your fixation on my ass, Lucius?” Her voice snapped him out of a stupor.

He thought for a moment. “I do not believe so. I had thought of myself as a breast enthusiast and yours are spectacular, but possibly my tastes have changed.”

“How do you propose we do this, my wizard?”

“On our sides, back to front. This will afford the shallowest of penetration and if you are in pain, you only need roll onto your stomach to stop things. If you desire a more intimate connection, I can place a mirror in front of us.” He moved to lie beside her.

“No, this will be fine. I already know we have a connection.” She handed him a small bottle of clear lubricant. “We might need this,” she cautioned him.

“May I try something first?” She nodded.

The fingernails of his right hand lightly grazed up and down her neck. “The first day we met,” he started his tale and ran his left hand from her hip to her knee, “I would have counted myself lucky if we shared a kiss.”

His hand lifted her leg to rest atop his. “Imagine my delight at then having a lapful of writhing witch, who then let me slide my finger up into her wet pussy.” His finger teased her opening. “As your muscles pulsed around my finger, my first thought was ‘thank the gods, the fucking is going to be spectacular’.” She giggled, and gasped as he slid it all the way in.

“Did I hurt you?”

“No. That feels good. Continue.”

He began pumping his finger in and out of her. “You bit my ear, and that made me so hard. And you talked to me - told me what you wanted me to do. I was enthralled from the beginning, Christina. When you were done, my palm was full of your release. All I wanted to do was pull out my cock and wrap that hand around it - to revel in the feel of your essence all over me. After you left that night, I masturbated in the shower - twice - just to thoughts of our first encounter.”

“Such a libertine. Try to penetrate me, Lucius. I feel ready.”

He gently maneuvered to place himself at her opening. Slowly he began pushing himself inside. He could go no further and he was only halfway in. Something with the angles of their pelvises was off.

He pulled out and summoned his wand. “Get on your back. I’m going to conjure pillows under the towel to support your hips and back.”

When her lower body was elevated, he crawled between her legs. Placing one foot at a time on each shoulder, he cautioned her, “The minute you feel one iota of pain, push me off you.” She nodded.

Once again, he slowly penetrated her. This time, when he stopped, his cock was completely inside of her. Their eyes met and they smiled.

“Excellent,” she exclaimed as her pussy contracted around him. His hips began a steady slow rhythm.

Lucius let out a groan. Merlin, but his cock fit her perfectly. Or her pussy was made for him. He could not think straight. “I am not going to last long, my pet. What can I do to help you along?”

“Stop for a minute,” she instructed. He stilled all movement. The bottle of lubricant appeared. “Use a little of this.”

Lucius squeezed the bottle and placed a stream along his length. “You are not in pain?”

“Not even a twinge. Now stick it back in.” His eyes were locked on the fingers playing with her clit and the rhythm of his hips matched her movements.

It only took a few more minutes until her body tensed. He placed his thumb on her mark and leaned over her. “Are you close?”

“Yes. So close.” He grabbed her hand and placed it on his left shoulder.

“Rub my mark, witch. You have not given me that pleasure yet.” He felt the tingle as soon as her middle finger made contact. “Right there.”

In less than a minute, her nail dug into the eagle and she came. His thumb reflexively dug into her thigh and she cried out. When her spasms stopped, Lucius gave a dozen quick thrusts and spent himself into her.

They each gave a deep sigh; silently thanking the gods that potion had worked so well.

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A few minutes later, Eros and Psyche watched as the lovers napped.

“They each drew blood at first joining,” she observed.

“Yes, Gaia will be pleased. It might even make up for my turning him satyrical. ‘Stallion’ indeed.” Their laughter echoed as they faded away.

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Severus smiled as the ancient wards shifted. Good. It was done and now the couple had a strong bond. Only the gods knew how large a firestorm was going to come once word got out that they were an Invoked pair. He Apparated back to Raven Pitch.

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And there you have it. Finally our couple got together. Can you believe how long they dithered about? No rockets and mutual orgasms yet, but things can only get better from here - or so my muse claims…
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