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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: 5697 -:- 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
- 15
- 16
16 - CAROUSING

Standard disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Potter Universe nor am I making any money from this work of fiction. See Chap 1 for warnings!

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Now our couple is free to explore their likes physically - any time of the day or night. Today it is early afternoon and they have dinner guests due.

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Wednesday - still

Christina stood up and stretched. “That hit the spot. Thank you for the chocolate. You have to love a food that calms and excites.”

Lucius stood to join her at the railing. “The petit fours were quite good,” he agreed, bending his head to begin kissing her neck.

“Before we are occupied with other things, did you tell Nanny we are having guests for dinner?” she asked.

“I informed the elves that the Minister was dining with us. Who else will attend?”

“There is a possibility that Severus will drop in, as he usually does every other day. If Kings is here, he might just come to a decision and reveal himself,” she shared her thoughts on the matter.

“No matter,” he said dismissively. “Plenty of dishes will be prepared. Now to more pleasant pursuits.” He took her hand and led her to the foot of the bed.

Lucius toed off his loafers and removed his shirt while planting kisses on her ears and neck. His arms reached around to untie the sash of the dressing gown. He stepped back, pulling the garment off, and admired the beautiful nude woman standing in front of him. The rest of his clothing was quickly shed before he stepped directly behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

“Aphrodite, you do not know how long I have waited for the day when we are free to frolic any time the notion strikes,” he whispered.

“It is something I have looked forward to also, my Adonis.” She turned in his arms and began planting kisses across his chest. When she sucked his nipple, a small moan issued forth from his lips. “Do you like that, my wizard?” her voice was low and sultry.

“Gods, yes. No one has ever done such things to me as you do, witch.” One hand grasped her hair and pulled her head back.

His lips melded with hers as his desire grew. Their tongues were tentative at first, then began twisting around each other. Hers retreated and his pursued it, only to be caught. She began sucking it much like she did his cock. His hands moved down to encompass her bottom and pull her closer. The kiss ended and Lucius began to lightly spank her. First one hand, then the other made contact. After five strokes on each side, he rubbed away the slight sting.

Her body squirmed against his. “Merlin, Lucius. I need you to fuck me now,” she said, reaching down to caress his cock.

“Not quite yet, my little minx,” he responded, gently removing her hand. “Let us recline on the bed where I can have access to all of your luscious body.”

They settled, she on her back, he lying on his side next to her. As they kissed, his left hand began playing with her breasts. Thumb and forefinger plucked at her small nipples. Her right hand skimmed along his shoulder and up to his neck. The short nails gently scraping against his skin made him shudder.

His hand moved lower and he was surprised when her hand stopped him. “Should we take precautions, Lucius?” she quietly asked.

He shook his head. “No need. Severus left a potion for me to take weekly until we ascertain that you are up to par. You did not need any more stress on your systems,” he explained.

Christina beamed up at him. Her hand pulled his down to her opening. “Play with my pussy. Make me come all over your fingers while you talk dirty to me, my wizard,” she instructed.

This he could no more resist her than a cat could cream. His fingers moved to tease around her opening. “After our guests leave tonight, I want you spread out on my desk. You will play with your little pearl as I watch,” he told her, while his middle and ring fingers were pumped in and out. “Right before you come, I will remove your hand and replace it with my mouth. Once again, you will near completion only to be stopped. Finally I will take out my cock and begin fucking you. I will even use my wand and show you the new vibration spell I discovered - it should feel quite good rubbing against your erect clit by then.”

Her feet were braced against the mattress and her hips rose, moving in tandem with his fingers. “Gods, I’m so close,” she finally said.

“Do you want my mouth or your fingers?” he asked.

“Please - your mouth,” she implored him.

Lucius was always happy to oblige. He maneuvered to kneel between her spread thighs, holding her hood open with his free hand. The moment his lips closed around the hard nub, he began to suck hard. The fingers then rubbed against that magical spot inside and in just a minute her muscles contracted around them. The witch let out a scream and began taking deep breaths.

His body moved over hers and he kissed her. “Put me inside you, love. Let me make you come again,” he prompted. Her fingers played around the head before guiding him to her opening.

His thrusts were strong and fast. Her feet rested on the back of his thighs, tilting her to just the right angle. It only took a few minutes for them to orgasm together for the first time. Lucius collapsed onto her and they hugged while catching their breath.

Her inner muscles continued moving, making him hard again. Giving a tentative thrust, he was pleased at her response. “I want more, and it would appear you do too.” Her hands moved down his back to fondle his buttocks. “What position next?” she asked.

Lucius knelt up and fisted his cock. “Grab your thighs and lift your bum off the mattress.” She complied, and he moved forward placing his thighs under her. The stiff member easily slid into her. His hands gently took her ankles and rested them both on his left shoulder. The pace was slow and steady while each enjoyed watching their mate so intimately.

After she had stretched to one side, Lucius wanted to make sure she was comfortable. “Does this position strain your back?” His hands rubbed up and down her hips.

“Not at all. It feels wonderful. We should try Splitting Bamboo sometime,” she commented.

“Is that the position where I straddle one of your thighs?” He could not remember formal names, his brain currently being denied some of its blood supply.

She nodded and smiled, contracting her inner muscles as he was pulling out. It felt so good, his pace increased. One particularly deep thrust was met with a slight whimper from his partner and he stilled.

“I’ve harmed you. We should stop,” he said, starting to withdraw completely.

“No! Stay still a minute,” Christina told him. “It was not pain, just a bit of stretching. Push in slowly and grind against me. You are going deeper than before, but I will be fine if you start slow,” she instructed.

“Only if you are certain, I do not wish to damage anything we worked so hard to repair.” Lucius was torn - his erection had not diminished, but true pain was not his goal either.

She nodded and his cock eased into her while his fingers began teasing her clit. His hips swiveled as he gently went deeper. When his glans felt the beginning of a muscle contraction, he studied her face. Her eyes were closed when she let out a hum of satisfaction.

“Is that the spot, pet? The one you said would make you see stars?” He recalled one of their first sexual discussions.

Her eyes opened a crack. “You found it, love. Just keep hitting right,” she hesitated while he thrust back in. “There - that’s it.”

It felt as if she were tighter the further back his cock went. He used all of his willpower to not hold her open and drive into her with abandon. His mind knew the reward was twofold; both would find satisfaction this way and his witch would be willing to have sex with him again. With those thoughts in mind, he took his time and built up their arousal.

Culmination was suddenly upon them both. Lucius felt his cock erupt and rubbed her clit hard. The spasms of wet heat around the now-sensitive head were nearly unbearable, but his mate was telling him how wonder he felt inside her, so he bore it happily. The aftershocks stopped and he gingerly moved away, letting her back straighten out.

His body settled beside hers, sated and exhausted. Christina rolled to her side and planted a kiss on his chest. “That was wonderful. Thank you.”

“Yes, it was enjoyable. Thank you, my dear,” he responded, planting a kiss on her head. “I believe we need a short rest.”

“In Mexico they call it a siesta - a short kip after the noon meal. You think all those people do this on their lunch break?” she pondered.

“If I had any energy left, I would be occupied with giving you more orgasms instead of pondering the pairing proclivities of primitives. Pull up the coverings and summon an elf, love,” he answered.

She giggled and pulled up the sheet. Dropper appeared a moment later, and she instructed him to wake them at five to prepare for their guest. By the time she was flat on the mattress, Lucius was already fast asleep.

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The clocks had begun heralding the quarter hour when Lucius rushed through the library door. Christina was comfortably seated on the sofa, reading a book on Wards when he approached.

“You should have woken me earlier,” was his only comment.

“If we had showered together, Kingsley would have been left sitting here alone for ages. This way, we are both up, dressed and prepared for our guest. Do you have issue with that, my dear?” Her tone made him pause.

“No, my love, all is well,” he countered, going to the bar to set up glasses. His ears caught her chuckle and he smiled to himself. This witch was not going to brook any of his ‘high lord of the manor’ behavior (as she had dubbed it). A scotch and soda was prepared for each of them. He joined her on the sofa, handing her drink over as he stole a quick kiss.

“Your tone indicates one who is frustrated rather than sated,” he teased.

She patted his thigh. “Sorry. I’ve been sitting here wondering who might have filed that false report this morning and what their purpose was behind doing so.”

“We shall find out soon enough,” he consoled her. At the flare of the fire, he continued, “In fact, here is our guest now.” He rose and went to answer the Floo. The couple was surprised that the visitor was the Potions Master.

“Severus, you know we enjoy your visits, but either Disillusion yourself or hurry back home. Kingsley is due any minute,” Christina told him by way of greeting.

The man turned to the host and received a nod of confirmation. He shrugged and walked over to the bar, leaving the pair to share a look of shock. Returning to the seating area with his own drink, he sat opposite the witch. “How fortuitous that the man I wanted to speak with is due any minute.” Severus smiled and took a sip of his drink.

She took a long sip of her own and blew out a breath. “My heart cannot take many shocks, you git. I think I lost five years when you walked through that grate!”

“And yet you still manage to look lovely as ever, madam,” he responded, saluting her with his glass. “Although your hair is arranged differently than it was this morning, so you have ignored my suggestion to abstain for a few days.” The woman blushed and started to throw a pillow at him, but stopped when the Floo was activated again.

Lucius quietly asked if his friend was certain, and after being told the decision was made, he answered the call. The two men shook hands and exchanged pleasantries before moving into the room. Christina had stood when Severus did, holding onto his wand hand as requested, as they faced the men and waited to be noticed.

The Minister turned and smiled at the witch. Then he looked to her left and squinted for a few moments. “Son. Of. A. Bitch. I feared I’d gone mad, thinking I saw you this morning - then you were gone.” The large man quickly made his way over and embraced his old friend, who let go of her hand to return the hug.

“I was uncertain of my reception - welcomed or arrested,” the man told the Minister.

“While that is understandable, you only had to Owl me and ask. No matter - we are here and I am joyful that you have survived, old friend,” Kingsley told him, moving to sit in one of the chairs. He turned to a now-seated Christina. “I am no longer Flooing to your library. Each time I do, there is some shock or another to face.” The four chuckled and Lucius handed the man a drink before joining his mate on the sofa.

“This was not planned, Kings. He arrived moments before you were due and decided to stay,” she explained. “I would have prepared you had I known.”

“What news have you brought, Minister?” Lucius wanted to move things along to important matters.

“You are not going to be happy with my findings,” the dark man warned. “The false report was made by Astoria, claiming that Christina approached her for help.”

Lucius jumped up. “She said what?”

“Has she gone completely around the bend?” Christina asked at the same time.

Severus was thoughtful for a moment. He told Lucius to sit down and turned to the witch. “What does she have against you?”

“I’m not really sure. We’ve hardly talked. We shared one dinner the first day I came to visit, we spoke briefly one Sunday morning before brunch, and shared brunch the week after that. Both meals were with Lucius and Draco,” she told him.

Lucius had caught on to his friend’s thoughts. “She has been rather rude on two occasions; seems to think that this house is to become hers alone, as if I have no say as to who lives here.”

“Interesting. I wondered why she and Draco were living in London,” Kingsley commented.

“They are doing as I had to do; work for wages and live on a budget for a few years. My ancestors felt this was the only way to teach the next generation about fiscal responsibility. Draco was prepared for this and has done well. Astoria was most put out when told that she would not be playing Lady of the Manor immediately following her marriage nor have free access to the family vaults,” Lucius explained.

“An Unspeakable we know well delved into her mind to confirm the report, only to find that she came up with the story entirely on her own. Apparently Astoria is not as good at Occlumency as she thought she was,” Kingsley told the three.

“The girl always over-estimated her abilities,” Severus commented.

“She was one of your charges?” the witch asked.

“A year behind Draco and her sister, Daphne, but acted as if she ran the whole of Slytherin. There were several times she was in need of being set straight on that count,” he confirmed.

“Are her parents first cousins?” Christina directed her question to the Minister.

Lucius was the one who answered. “They are second cousins.”

She decided to let that issue fall by the wayside. “What is to be done to her for this false report?”

“That is mostly up to you, Christina. You were the victim in this - along with Lucius,” Kingsley told her.

She turned to face the blond beside her. “But you would never make a complaint against her, would you?” He shook his head. “I wonder if she realized how much trouble she might have caused for Lucius.”

“Of course she did,” Severus said. “With Lucius in Azkaban for kidnapping, you neatly out of the way with no marriage and no rights to the Manor, that leaves Draco to take over and her in command of the estate by default.”

“Christ, it is all so convoluted and Machiavellian. Does she have Borgia ancestors?” she quipped. The men all shrugged, seemingly unconcerned with the plotting involved.

Sensing the couple needed a few minutes alone, Severus invited the Minister into the garden to see some rare plants. He had several things to discuss with the man in private anyway.

Christina began pacing when they left. “You will have to hold me back next time I see her - to keep me from slapping her silly. She thinks to play adult games, yet acts like a spoiled toddler. For Draco’s sake, I am sorry to hear that divorce is rare in this world,” she said.

“It is a possibility, though, until she is with child. After such an occurrence, the bindings are made permanent on most contracts. I believe it is time to contact my son and share a certain Sunday morning memory with him. He needs to know what she said to you.

“You need to be prepared; if they have a child, they will be moving back to the Manor. I do promise that meals will not be regularly shared and she will either chose to be societally polite to us both, or to live in the Gatekeeper’s cottage. Either way, her allowance will be limited and all accounts with shops will be cancelled. Astoria will eventually realize that there are consequences to her actions.

“Why don’t you call Draco now and see if he has a few moments to meet with me? I will check with Severus and see if he wants to reveal himself to his godson.” Lucius stood and kissed her cheek before going outside.

She thought about her approach for a minute, and went to the Floo. Just her luck, Astoria was the one to answer.

“What do you want, bitch?” the young woman spat out.

“Every time you are rude, the result will be another shop account of yours closed. That will be the one for the jewelers. Care to try for another?” Christina smiled sweetly at the woman and was met with silence. “Good, you can be taught. Is your husband at home? My Invoked mate wishes to speak to him.”

Astoria stood up and walked away, yelling at Draco to answer the Floo. The young man came straight through, giving her a quick kiss on each cheek before looking around the room for his father. She told him the man would be back in a few moments and directed him to the sofa. If he was going to get a shock, he best sit down.

The patio door opened and Kingsley entered first. He greeted Draco warmly and shook his hand. Christina was watching the Potions Master behind him who looked ready to bolt back outside. He was prevented from doing so by Lucius putting a hand on his back and shoving him into the room.

Draco stopped talking in mid-sentence, his attention drawn to the door and the two men there. The Minister and the witch walked away from the men.

“Let’s give them a few minutes, shall we?” she said. “You and I need to discuss the binding.”

“Have you already set a date?” he asked.

The witch told him of all the upcoming dates they had decided on and requested his presence at each. He promised to clear his schedule to be available. They went on to talk about the ceremony, officiant and the possibility of inviting the illusive Lady Longbottom.

Meanwhile, Draco had taken several moments to find his voice. “How?” he asked, looking at his godfather. “Why?” was directed at his father. The confused look on his face made it clear he was still unsure of the sight before him.

Lucius answered first. “I was under an Unbreakable Vow not to reveal his survival to anyone. It was the only way he would allow me to assist him in the Shrieking Shack.”

Severus approached the boy cautiously. “I did not expect to survive once the battle was upon us. I would not have, save for your father knowing where I was and acting quickly.”

The young wizard closed the distance between them and embraced his godfather. His voice shook as apologies were quietly offered. Severus patted his back and returned the hug, whispering his own confessions of guilt. When they finally stepped apart, the Potions Master looked at the other three in the room.

“One word of this even hinted at in The Prophet, and you will all be put under the Imperious and made to dance in the atrium fountain, sans clothing. Are we clear?” he threatened.

Draco chuckled along with the three, who nodded their heads. Lucius took the opportunity to take his son aside to his study for short chat before dinner. The witch was left to entertain their guests. She refreshed the drinks and sat on the sofa with Severus, beaming.

“Woman, if you keep that idiotic countenance I will be forced to treat you like the imbecile you imitate,” he snapped at her.

She surprised both men by leaning over and planting a kiss on the man’s cheek. “Fine. You can sit next to me at dinner so as not to be subjected to my self-satisfied smirks throughout the meal,” she teased. “Speaking of dining, do you want to attend the binding feast? The guests will include your godson with his wife, Kingsley, and possibly Augusta.”

“Lady Longbottom? How do you know her?” Severus asked.

“Kingsley introduced us several years ago. She is the one who taught me so much about Wizarding society and referred tutors to me.”

“If she knows so many skilled Masters, why she never hired one for that dunderheaded grandson of hers is beyond me,” he retorted.

“The one who used the sword of Gryffindor to kill that snake?” she asked sweetly, eliciting a laugh from the dark man seated across from them.

Lucius returned, finding the Minister laughing, his mate smiling while patting the leg of her seat companion, and said companion scowling with arms crossed on his chest.

The witch was the first to notice his return. “Where is Draco?”

“He wanted to talk to his wife about a few things,” was all he said.

“I probably should have warned you both that she was rude to me earlier when I called Draco and I mentioned that each instance of such behavior would result in a shop account closed. Today it was the jewelers,” Christina told him. All three men laughed.

“Yes, she called to complain to her husband about her ill treatment just as we were done with the pensieve. I concur with your opening salvo in this - it got her attention. My son was advised to caution his witch about abusing the remaining accounts at her disposal,” Lucius shared with them.

“Oh, crap,” the witch said. “That reminds me. I need to call the dress shop.” She went to the Floo and spoke to the shop owner when she answered.

The three looks of inquiry that greeted her return prompted an explanation. “No one except Lucius or I can pick up my dress orders. There will be no information given as to even what styles I have chosen, including family members.” She smiled and went to sit on her mate’s knee.

“Definitely Slytherin,” Severus said to Kingsley.

The Minister shook his head. “Ravenclaw,” he responded.

Further argument was halted by the elf announcing dinner. The four made their way to the dining room, where Severus was indeed seated next to the witch. Dinner conversation was informative, with Kingsley sharing information on the progress of the group being gathered to make matches. Christina spoke about her new line of board games and the Potions Master mentioned a few projects he was working on with his new supplier in Spain.

Lucius held his mate back when the group headed back to the library, letting the two men finish their private talk.

His head bent down and a kiss was planted on her neck. “When you have said your goodbyes to our guests, do not forget I will expect to find you sat upon my desk and playing with yourself,” he reminded her.
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