Secret Bliss | By : InfernalParadise Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 7081 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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No reviews so far, but I don't care since I see that people have read this, though. :) Here's chapter two... Enjoy, and PLEASE REVIEW (it's really not that much to ask for)!! Thx.
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Chapter 2
Miserable Dinner
The next day greeted me with heavy rain drops bumping against the windows. After all, it was London and as such the weather was unpleasant most of the time. Lucius was so strangely entangled in the sheets and myself that I could barely move. He seemed to sleep rather peacefully which almost relieved me given the fact that there had been times where he had been plagued by nightmares constantly. And Gods, was he handsome with his eyes closed. I moved my hands slightly over his bare skin, enjoying the feeling of it beneath my fingers. Lucius stirred in his sleep, but didn’t wake. Unconsciously I started humming some melody that came to my mind that moment and before I even noticed that he had awakened, Lucius raised his head.
"What’s that?"
"What’s what?"
"The melody…"
"Oh", I closed my eyes briefly, "I heard it a few days ago while shopping. It’s been coming back to me since then, but I really can’t say what it actually is. Something old, I guess."
"Sounds good", he said smilingly before he wanted to get up. Or better: Before he tried to get up. Because Lucius found himself being unable to move at all.
"Seems like I’m entangled", he stated.
"It’s completely your fault. Besides, I can’t even get up because of you."
"Which means we’ll have to stay in bed until someone rescues both of us. I wonder what we’re going to do all the time…"
His smile was knowing, still powerful and hardly allowed any contradicting.
"Alright, then show me how you want to do that if we can’t move at all. Seems like your intelligence got lost somewhere in this bed last night."
I stuck my tongue out at him, waiting for a smart reply that came seconds later.
"If I remember right, Vivienne", he spoke my name like he was tasting it, "it was quite something else I lost in this bed last night."
"My, can’t you ever stop making those puns on certain body fluids of yours?"
"That wasn’t a pun, I believe", he corrected me.
"No, that was simply perverted and… oh my God…", I gasped when he somehow managed to get one hand between my legs. He smirked at me before he removed his hand again.
"I’m a Malfoy. I can do whatever pleases me and whenever it pleases me."
He plunged my mouth with his lips, before I could give any remark about his arrogant statement. When he retreated slightly, however, his expression turned into a stern one.
"I’m honestly sorry about comparing you to my mistresses yesterday night. It was ridiculous and hurting. Besides, you can’t be taken as a comparison to anyone."
His lips captured mine again and I felt him smiling against them.
"Lucius?"
"Yes?"
"For which time did you order the table at the "Golden Saloon"?"
"Half past one, why?"
I shot a quick glance at the old wooden clock hanging on the wall.
"Because it’s almost half past twelve by now…"
He looked at me in a surprised way and let out a deep growl then.
"Damn it!"
Somehow Lucius and I had found a way out of bed because we were both trying to be in the shower before the other one. To my great annoyance, Lucius was just a tiny bit faster and disappeared in the bathroom. Four seconds later, however, I stepped under the shower next to him. He seemed to be surprised, but a bit pleased as well.
"It always takes you so long", I explained and pushed him gently aside, "But I’m afraid we will be late anyway."
"No, we won’t", he replied in an absolutely promising way.
"What makes you believe that?"
"Because I’m a Malfoy, Vivienne. I haven’t been late in my life ever before."
And unbelievingly we were right on time, indeed. We arrived at the "Golden Saloon" exactly at half past one and had our table just a few seconds later. I leaned back and took in the sight next to me. Lucius wore his black suit and the usual elegant cloak as well as his cane. His hair was tied neatly behind his head with a silky ribbon. He was extremely gorgeous today.
"You’re staring at me", he stated without even looking up from the menu card.
"You would, too, if you were me."
"And why would that be?"
"Because you’re so sexy like that."
"Thank you."
He said those words almost politely. After a while he looked up, though.
"Vivienne, please stop staring at me. Otherwise I will have you bear the consequences."
"Consequences?", I frowned and he narrowed his eyes at me.
"Indeed. I guess you don’t want me having my hand between your legs under the table, now do you?"
A little laugh escaped my lips as I imagined him doing exactly that to me in public. Lucius leaned forward and touched my face slightly.
"You are beautiful beyond belief", he whispered before he kissed me in a most arousing way and knew all too well what he was doing.
A nervous cough came from the waiter who stood in front of our table and seemed to be utterly embarrassed by our actions.
"We’ll have the usual", Lucius murmured without even taking his eyes off me. I watched the little man disappearing into the kitchen in a speed that surprised me considering his short legs. A shadow fell over our table as a woman entirely dressed in a hideous green showed up.
"Lucius, how nice to see you", she said while flashing me a mocking glare that made sure for her she was supreme.
"Ariadne", he nodded calmly, but I felt his body tensing. She was one of his former mistresses, I realized that very moment. The way she moved and looked at him told the truth better than any words.
"Going into bed with children – how… exceptional of you", Ariadne remarked and added a fake smile. If only she knew how much younger than me Lucius actually was – I would have loved to see her face while telling her. But ignoring the little itching inside my stomach, I didn’t reply with anything. Lucius’ expression, however, changed into a dangerous one. And even in her oh so ridiculous supremeness, Ariadne seemed to notice almost instantly how thin the ice had become as she tried to walk on it with heavy boots.
"I believe it’s none of your business and will never be, Ariadne", Lucius finally said in a cool tone that made her go pale with fear. Then again her braveness showed up for a short moment, as she focused on me.
"Remind him to show you his other bedchamber some time", she hissed with a spiteful grin. And with that she turned on her heels and stormed off, missing the angry growl Lucius gave.
"I’m sorry", he said then, but he seemed very absent during those words.
Our dinner was served, but as soon as the waiter had disappeared again, I threw my napkin on the table and stood up. Lucius raised his head in surprise.
"Are you alright?"
"Actually, Lucius", I emphasized the name like it was something I normally avoided, "both of you spoiled my appetite. Why don’t you go after her, explaining that it’s not you fucking a much younger woman, but me fucking a much younger man. And why don’t you go explaining to her that I damn well know about your "secret" bedchamber?"
For the first time in months Lucius was truly speechless.
"God, you make me sick!", I spat at him before leaving the restaurant through the main entrance. An utterly confused waiter watched me dumping Lucius Malfoy in public, but I couldn’t have cared less at that moment. Outside, the main street was full of people, so I chose a little alley. At the next corner, I crashed against someone, causing both of us to fall on the filthy ground. Cursing the alley, the corner, Lucius, the world and whatever there was, I got up again, finding myself looking into a pair of green eyes that were just too familiar to me. Of all people, he was pretty much at the bottom of my "want to meet right now" list. Malfoy junior.
"I’m sorry, Vivienne, I really didn’t see…", he started apologizing, but I cut him short.
"Yeah, whatever."
My voice sounded almost as pissed as I was in fact. Draco’s expression turned into a concerned one.
"Everything alright?"
"I guess it is, yes. I mean, I just dumped your stupid, arrogant, egoistic, bossy, moody and simply fucked up father in the "Golden Saloon" even before dinner. I’m hungry, majorly pissed, and besides, I don’t ever want to see that bloody bastard again. And I just hate London! Everything’s so… British here", I sighed.
It felt quite relieving having said all that at last. Draco seemed to be a bit confused.
"Father has always been like that – even if I had expressed it differently than you."
He tried to hide a grin.
"Of course he’s always been… but imagine being out with a man like Lucius, and suddenly you’ve got an ex-mistress showing up right in front of your table, bitching about what had once been. I really behaved well, Draco. And especially when she started babbling about Lucius’ second bedchamber and how… what was the word… oh, yes… how "exceptional" it is that he’s fucking children."
"It’s not like you look that young", he admitted with a nod.
"Considering my age, definitely not. But fact is I didn’t say anything because that’s what Lucius wants me to do. You can’t imagine how many times he reminds me of keeping my patience, should we get into inconvenient situations. Sometimes I think Lucius wants me for his bed, but not in public. I’m not his mistress, for fuck’s sake."
"No, you aren’t", Draco stated with an almost solemn expression, "And he does know it… he just can’t jump over his own shadow. Father cares a lot about tradition and honor. It’s new for him to experience something else than just a woman for his bed."
"It’s been two years by now!", I complained, but deep inside I knew that Draco was right, "Anyway, I need to get out of downtown…"
"Alright. I guess Hermione will already wonder where I got lost", he said while giving me a shy smile. When he turned his back on me, I called his name, though. Draco stopped without facing me and waited patiently.
"You need to tell Lucius about you and Hermione", I quietly said and he nodded after a short pause, "After all, he’s your father. And we both know what’ll happen if he finds out on his own."
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