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Shame's Desire	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 32597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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A/N- So the next few weeks will be Shame’s Desire, and I am hoping to finish it soon so more than likely you will get only posts to this story until it is done. Huge thanks to Eclectic Pet for being an awesome beta!
Sherlocked17- I hope you enjoy the toys :)
Agonya- There will be very little in the future about Luna in this story. Once this story is done I plan to write Luna her own story called Hunter’s Moon which you will get to know what is going on with her.
Lucius-
I can’t help but smile to myself as I think about how worked up my wife is when I leave her in the hall. I’m twice her age and I can still more than satisfy her without issue. I have a hard time focusing on my work as I think about all the deviant things that I am going to do to her body tonight.
When someone knocks at my door, I don’t even look up before telling them to enter. I know who it is, because only one person was invited to speak with me in my office. When I hear the door open then close again, I wait a few minutes before looking up to him. I’m only pretending to work at this point, but he needs to understand whose time is more valuable.
When I finally do decide to look up at him I can tell he tried to clean up a bit before coming inside. His shoes are worn, but have no dirt. He looks overly shabby but decently clean. Looking into his face, I try to determine if he is good looking, but I have never been a good judge of male beauty.
“You wanted to see me my Lord?” He asks to break the silence between us.
“You started working for me under false pretenses.” I tell him setting some papers aside and giving him my full and weighted attention.
“Did... did Gin tell you that?” He asks and I can’t help but sneer at the common thing he makes of my wife’s beautiful name.
“Not in so many words but I am not a stupid man.” I tell him reading his expression as I never let him up from under my gaze. “You are Arthur Weasley’s spy.”
He looks away from me nervously. I note his hand move off his hat and I assume he is getting it closer to his wand. “I should dismiss you and bring up charges against Lord Weasley for this little game.” I tell him as I motion to him.
“It was my idea Sir.” He tells me as he steps towards my desk. “Lord Weasley had no idea I applied here.”
“And you have had no contact with him since your arrival?” I am amused that the boy thinks I would let this drop so easily.
“I go home on my days off to visit my father.” He admits clearing his throat. “Sometimes I see the Lord when I am there.”
“I do feel as if we can remedy this situation without much fuss, but honestly my next steps are up to you boy.” I tell him leaning back. “Where is your loyalty? Is it with Lord Weasley, or is it with Lady Malfoy?” I ask behind a mask of complete disregard for either outcome.
He opens his mouth to speak but he has no idea what to say now so he just shakes his head.
“If this spying business is out of a loyalty to protect my wife, than we may be able to come to an arrangement. But if it is because you wish to stay loyal to my father-in-law than I have no use for you here.”
“I care about what happens to Gin.” He says looking me in the eyes once again.
“Are you in love with her?” I ask without feeling so that I don’t frighten the boy with my fury.
He looks down and it is all the answer I need. “There will be ground rules if you wish to keep your position on the estate. First and most importantly you are never to touch my wife in any way ever again.” I tell him letting the venom drip into my words so that he knows I am a deadly man. “The second is that she is Lady Malfoy, or your Lady, but she is never Gin to you ever again. She is not your equal and deserves the same respect that I do in this household.”
“I’m sorry my Lord.” He says and he actually has the intelligence to look shamefaced at his infractions. “None of that will ever happen again.”
I watch him for a long moment before licking my lips. “Tell me about her.” I order finally.
“What?” He asks looking up at me with confusion and shock.
“Tell me about my wife’s life before I knew her.” I repeat and he is still looking back at me as if I suddenly grew an extra head. “Do you really think I would keep you without my own reasons? Tell me what she liked, who were her friends, if there were any other boys she kissed before me.”
He swallows thickly and I think my question has finally broken through to his brain. “She was…” He starts looking around as if he would get inspiration from the room. “A force of nature. You must know she has six older brothers, but she never let any of them get away with anything. She loves living things and plants but hates gardens.” He explains as he motions to the highly manicured lands of the Manor. “She used to be so wild, and her laugh was like music…”
He would continue but I stop him with a wave of my hand, as I can’t remember ever hearing her laugh. “You are describing some fairy child.” I tell him without amusement.
“Have you ever heard her sing my Lord?” He asks and when I shake my head, he smiles. “She would never do it at parties like you know some ladies are asked, but when we were in the forest, she would sing to the wild things. What I am trying to tell you is that before she came here… she was a fairy child.”
I narrow my eyes at him for a moment as I think he may be mocking me somehow. “You may go back to your regular duties, but we will be speaking again in the future Dean.” I say so he knows I know exactly who he is.
Ginny-
I ate supper alone because Lucius sent a note saying he had to go do something, but he would be back in time for bed. I feel like it might be more of a mind game as he makes me wait even longer before seeing him again. When it is time for me to retire for the night, I have a fleeting thought to find my own room instead of listening to his declaration from this afternoon.
I wonder if he would tell Dean about all the horribly wonderful things we do together. After a while, I decide after the way he let my father walk in on us in the front hall I can't really put anything past him.
To show I really want to buy his silence tonight I decide to wait for him in his bed. I even let Heety help me get a bit dressed up for his pleasure. I have her do my hair in pinned curls and tie me into a violet corset with nothing under it. I repaired the necklace he broke this afternoon and I place it carefully around my neck.
I add a bit of color to my lips and charcoal to my eyes so that I will look perfectly put together for my husband. I know how much he likes everything in order, and I hope he enjoys all the work I’ve done to make myself more womanly for him.
I position myself on his bed so I am perfectly on display when he comes in. I end up waiting like that for an hour before he opens the door and walks into his room. He doesn’t look to the bed so I get a couple of minutes of him undressing for the day.
“Heety.” He calls making me frown as I lay in silence. When the elf appears, she glances between us nervously. “Tell your Lady I’ve decided to sleep alone after all.” He says dismissively.
“Why?” I ask stopping him in his tracks as he looks down to the elf as if she was the one who spoke. “I thought you wanted me…” I say sitting up as I feel like an idiot now for all the work I put into this.
He turns to face me slowly, his eyes darkening as they run over my body. “Leave.” He orders the elf without taking his gaze off me.
We stay like that for a long moment before I open my mouth to ask again and he shakes his head. “Do you feel sexy?” He asks as his eyes move to my exposed breasts.
“I thought you would like it.” I tell him now wishing I had some way to cover myself.
“I don’t.” He tells me with a frown and a shake of his head.
I blush embarrassed, as I don’t understand what I did wrong. I’ve seen the picture books he has. I don’t think I look that much worse than the nude witches I’ve found in their pages. Feeling on the verge of tears, I quickly get off the bed. He had said he didn’t want me tonight. There was no reason for me to stay. I didn’t need to show him how he hurt me.
Before I can get to the door, I feel his hand around my arm as he keeps me from going anywhere. I don’t look at him because I know my tears are only going to make my coal smear and run.
“I need you to learn to be a proper Lady.” He says and I look down at myself wondering what I had done wrong. “But not here.” He tells me firmly pulling me so I have to face him. I left my wand on the nightstand and I glance to his wistfully because I really just want to curse him.
“Ginevra look at me.” He orders firmly so I will give him my full attention.
When I look at him, I can see a dark heat burning behind his eyes. “No masks here my pet.” Lucius growls fisting my hair so he can pull pins from the carefully styled locks. It hurts as he pulls just as much hair as pins. “Stop hiding from me.”
“What?” I ask feeling dumb as hair falls into my face and I know I look like a complete mess.
“I don’t want a fucking Lady in my bed.” He says meanly before tossing me exactly there, in his bed. “I want the wild creature I met on my wedding night.”
“I was drugged on our wedding night.” I point out as I move back from him. “I don’t please you anymore?” I ask meekly feeling ashamed that he tired of me so quickly.
He laughs as he looks down at me and it isn’t a nice sound. “You were a force of nature. Have I really broken you so easily?” He asks and I have no idea what this is about.
“I was just trying to please you.” I say backing up from him as he climbs onto the bed after me. “Why are you mad about this?”
Instead of answering me, he pounces before I can get myself back to my wand. He pins me to the bed with his larger form and holds my neck tightly as he aims his wand at my face. I scream because I’ve never been so afraid of him and he still hasn’t told me what I did wrong.
I feel a cool feeling across my face before I open my eyes again to look up at him. He is still holding my neck but he’s tossed his wand aside and I have no idea what he did.
“You said you loved me.” He says looking down at me with intense eyes. “Now you want to please me? Where is the fight? Why are you so weak?” He growls.
I struggle under him angrily. If he wants a fight, I can give him one. I try to kick him as I drive my nails into his hand. He only tightens his hold on my neck, which makes me see little spots floating in my vision.
“You stunned Bellatrix at our wedding.” He tells me. The more he goes on the more confused I get. “Where is your fire now?”
“What is wrong with you?” I growl trying to pull at his hand more. “Why are you so mad?” I ask gasping for air.
“Because!” He tightens his hold a bit more. “I want her!” He growls before suddenly pulling back and letting me breathe. I cough a few times before I can sit up and look at him. “I saw her that night when she interrupted me in front of a whole room of guests! I saw her when she actually stunned one of the most feared witches in the world! And she fucks like a lion, takes pain, and asks for more. The woman that was made to be mine! Now where is she?” He asks motioning to me in disgust as he waves his hand at me.
There is a beat of silence before I grab my wand off the nightstand and point it at him. I’m so confused by this rant I don’t even know where to begin. But my mouth starts talking without my consent. “Do you mean the woman that had an all-out brawl with your son last week? Or the one that you fucking beat yesterday for talking back to you in front of the servants?” I snap. “I have no idea what my place is here! Half the time I feel like a sex toy and the other half I feel like a doll! But I know I want you, and I know I want to please you, and it’s all because you leave your mark on me every time we come together.”
He blinks at me a few times looking between my wand and me before he narrows his eyes as if he is looking at me very closely.
“You told me yesterday that you were mine. Today you said you loved me.” He says and I shake my head because I know all of this. “You are bound to me so tightly and I find I don’t want it to be just a spell.”
I try to relax my jaw, as he seems to be talking more calmly now. “You think I said that because of some spell?” I ask still not really understanding.
“Our wedding rites bind you to me body and magic. There are things I can do to gain your heart and soul as well.” He says seriously. “You admitting that you belong to me helps that along.”
I try to take a deep breath to give myself time to think, but the corset is tight, so tight I can’t really fill my lungs. “I don’t feel any different.” I tell him and swallow. “Right now I have half a mind to hex you.” I tell him firmly as I wave my wand.
“Interesting” is all he says before turning his back on me so he can continue to undress.
When his back is turned, I take another shallow breath and move around the bed so I can go back to my room. This has been a very weird night and I don’t really know what to think about the binding he was talking about. As I put my hand on the door to open it, I feel his arm slip around my waist.
“I spoke to the Thomas boy about you today.” He says softly in my ear making me still as I feel his fingers loosening the corset. “I asked him what you used to be like.” He continues kissing the rim of my ear. “The boy is still in love with you, in case you had any doubt.”
“I don’t love him like that.” I tell him because I think that must be the reason behind all of this.
“Maybe not.” He agrees turning me slowly so I would face him once again. “But it made me realize how much you must pretend around me.” He said pulling the corset off so that I’m left only wearing his necklace.
“I don’t pretend around you.” I tell him as I look into his eyes with a frown.
“Then what is this?” He asked motioning to the corset.
“I wanted to be sexy for you. I didn’t want to feel powerless for once.” I say looking away from him. “But you ruined it.”
“You are powerful Ginevra. I wouldn’t have bothered with you if you weren’t.” He tells me brushing hair out of my face. “But you need to learn to use your power, not try to pretend you have some other kind.” He explains but I don’t really understand.
He runs his fingers over the bruises on my thigh as I feel his eyes on my face. I’m still looking away because I don’t know what to say to him. “This is a power you have over me. This perfect body and its need for my pain.” He explains pinching the bruise so I gasp.
“I don’t understand.” I tell him and swallow before looking up into his eyes once more. “That doesn’t make me feel powerful; it just makes me feel good.”
He smiles at me, licking his lips in thought. “And if it wasn’t making you feel good my sweet, it wouldn’t make me half as hard as it does.”
I frown at this but he just shakes his head in amusement. “We are holding a ball here in about a month. It will be your real introduction into society and I want you to sing to open it.” He says making me frown.
“Dean told you…” I say flushing and shaking my head. “I don’t sing for people.” I tell him softly.
“I’ve already arranged for you to start working with a tutor. You will start taking lessons in singing, history, and manners.” He says playing with my hair.
“I don’t sing for people.” I repeat and he just shakes his head.
“If the tutor says you are no good than we will come up with something else. But if I don’t think you are trying your hardest in all of these lessons you will spend your days kneeling under my desk.” He tells me darkly. “You feel like a sex toy and a doll… then that is exactly what you will be if I am disappointed.”
My breath catches at his words and I look away as I’m embarrassed that I could find something so horrible sexy.
“I’ll try.” I say trying to cover the breathy sound to my own voice.
A slow smile spreads across his lips before Lucius leans down and takes one of my nipples between his teeth. I get a bit light headed as he scrapes them against my skin.
“Kneel on the bed.” He orders after he laps the nipple once and moves away from me. I suddenly remember him saying something about new toys. “Face the wall.” He adds as I crawl onto his bed.
I know he is going over to the chest that keeps his toys and I can’t keep myself from wondering what sort of new device he would have possibly come up with. There is a nervous excitement in my stomach as I feel him move up behind me.
“This is an old friend.” He whispers in my ear before slipping the blindfold over my eyes. “But I know how much you enjoy the anticipation.” He licks my neck before tying it on snuggly.
Next, he takes my arms smoothly lifting them above my head before securing them together with soft cuffs. I feel him lift them up and I know I’m bound to the ceiling as I feel on the pull.
“I could keep you like this and fuck you any time I wanted.” He tells me as his hands run the length of my body.
“You can do that anytime you want.” I remind him breathlessly.
“Say the word pet.” He commands as his sinful fingers make their way lazily between my legs.
“You can fuck me any time you want Master.” I say flushing as I speak dirty just for him.
“Such a good little pet.” He purrs as his thumb presses hard on my clit making me gasp at the overwhelming sensation. “Do you want me to use the new toys on you?” He asks as if I have a choice.
“Yes Master.” I say because I can’t really say anything else when he is making me feel this good.
His fingers are sticky with my pleasure when he brings them up to my nipple once again. Pulling a bit he plays with it until it is hard peak. He likes to keep them so excited it hurts, and today seems no exception.
“This is called a dragon.” He whispers and I scream as it feels like something just bit my nipple. I can still feel the teeth against the sensitive skin as the cold thing curls against my areola.
It takes me a moment to catch my breath and get used to the pain to enjoy the constant sting. When he attaches the second one, I only gasp, as I know what to expect this time.
“These are very expensive, and I bought you three. Can you guess where the third goes?” He asks me in an amused tone as I start shaking just from the thoughts of where the third could go.
“Please no?” I whimper shaking my head. “I can’t take that.” I tell him as I’m already trembling from constant sharp pressure on my nipples.
“No doesn’t help you here.” He tells me as he nips at my neck. “But if you really want to stop, you can say Draco and I will stop. But know if you use my son’s name, it means no one touches you for the rest of the night. I will bind your hands and make you lay in need. Do you want the third dragon, or do you want it all to stop?” He asks as his cunning fingers move back down my stomach.
I think about what he is about to do and I shake my head. I need this; I need him to keep going even if it is too much for me.
“Good girl.” He purrs and I feel the metal of his toy before the sharp pain in the single most sensitive spot on any woman’s body.
My vision turns white behind the blindfold and to my shame, I’m actually shaking in orgasm more than anything else.
“You were made for me my sweet.” He says in an almost loving voice as I feel soft hands petting up and down my form.
This one doesn’t seem to curl like the other two and I can feel it settle along the length of my slit before curling inside of me.
Lucius pets me gently as he waits for me to settle from what the new toys have already done to me. “You’re so beautiful.” He whispers kissing my ear as he patiently sooths my body.
When I finally find the focus to settle he moves away and I know he is undressing as I am forced to kneel on his bed.
“So beautiful.” He says again climbing on from the side this time so he can arrange himself to lie between my legs. “How do they feel my sweet?” He asks his hands running up my sides as he shifts my hips to rub against his already hardened member.
“They hurt Master.” I tell him honestly, as I feel a smirk on his lips, even if I can’t see him at all.
“But you just climaxed from me putting them on you.” He says as his fingers tug at the ones on my nipples.
“They hurt good?” I ask because that is the only way I can think to describe what I am feeling.
He chuckles as he lets his hands fall away and it takes me a moment before I realize I’m the one rubbing myself against him.
“That isn’t all they do.” He tells me as I feel his finger press against the dragon on my clit. I whimper, as it seems to come to life and start to hum against the sensitive nub.
“Too much, too much, too much!” I gasp before the other two come alive with his touch as well. It sends me over the edge once again and I think I might actually pass out from the pleasure and pain of these little things vibrating against me.
Instead of backing down and leaving me room to catch my breath, Lucius pulls me suddenly against him and growls as he drives himself forcefully into me, with as much force as he can get from his position. After a few wonderful thrusts it really does become too much as the world goes white and I lose touch with all reality.
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