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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.

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Ginny-
Since the night of the ball, Lucius has been even more careful with me. I enjoy sleeping in his arms and feel safe with the smell of him surrounding me each night. Yet I want more than a gentle caress. I want his beautiful pain to erase what another man did to me in anger. I just don’t know how to ask.
It isn’t even a week after the party when I wake to find chaos in Lucius’ room. Elves are dashing every which way and I frown as I look around for my husband. I think it is a testament to how settled I have become in this new life that I don’t hide under the covers.
“Where is Lord Malfoy?” I ask an elf as I summon my dressing gown.
“Master is bathing.” The elf says as he organizes cufflinks in a felt box.
I nod to it and wrap the robe around me as I get a wicked idea. Dodging busy elves, I quietly walk over to the bathing room and open the door as soundlessly as I can. Lucius is laying back in the bath as an elf washes his hair. His eyes are closed as he enjoys the tiny fingers massaging his scalp.
Not as shy as I once was I quietly slip out of my dressing robe and hang it on the door before kneeling down next to the elf. I motion for it to leave before I take over washing my husband’s hair. There is a soft sigh as I knead his scalp.
I enjoy watching him so very relaxed and unguarded. He doesn’t have to worry about a thing as he lets the servants do their work. After a little while I carefully rinse the suds from his locks and oil my hands before running them through the soft blond strands.
“Do you know how to shave a man?” He asks finally opening one eye and looking up at me without surprise.
I smile down at him and shake my head. “My father always used a charm.”
“It’s never as smooth as what you get with a razor. I’ll have to get Tutty to show you.” He says with a small smile. He then reaches up and wraps a wet hand around the back of my neck so he can pull me down into a soft kiss.
I luxuriate in the moment, closing my eyes as I take the pleasant smell of him in. When he pulls away, I sigh in disappointment and his smile grows a bit.
“Did you need something my pet?” He asks sitting up a bit in the bath. I move around so I can sit on the side of the tub and face him.
“There is an army of elves invading your room.” I tell him as if he didn’t know.
“We are going to the palace for a while. The Emperor himself has invited us to stay for a bit.” He says resting a wet hand on my knee. “Heety is collecting some things for you as well.” He adds after a moment.
“That is kind of him.” I say wondering how I could show my husband why I am really here.
“Yes, well it serves his purposes. He took an immense liking to you.” Lucius points out making me frown.
“Do you think he would try….” I start, my throat tightening, as I don’t think I could handle any more unwanted advances.
“No. I think he is tactful enough to let you stew on what he has already offered. We don’t have to think about that at all for a long while.” He says seriously.
I relax at his words. I know he wouldn’t lie to me about such a thing, so I know I will be safe there, at least for now.
“I think it is more the budding friendship with his…” He starts making a face as if he can’t even bring himself to think of her.
“Hermione?” I ask seeing if maybe, I can get myself punished.
“Yes that.” He agrees waving his free hand.
“She has been very kind to me.” I tell him more seriously.
He sighs and closes his eyes as if he is asking his ancestors to give him patients.
“Master?” I ask pushing myself to just go out and say it. I blush crimson as his eyes pop open with just one word. “Do you not want me anymore?” I ask in a very soft voice, hardly able to get out the words.
He looks up at me for a long moment. He looked shocks as if I’ve slapped him across the face. I’m about ready to leave in complete embarrassment when his hand snakes up to my waist and pulls me into the bath with him, nightgown and all.
“I always want you my pet.” He says as I look up at him in shock. “I was just trying to give you some time.” He continues as he helps me move into a more comfortable position straddling his waist.
“I don’t want time. I want you.” I tell him feeling a bit more confident now even with my gown sticking to my flesh. “I always want you.” I tell him as he gathers the gown around my waist.
He smiles slightly and shakes his head. “I think I remember something different a couple of months ago.” He pointed out as his hands grasped my rear so he could pull me closer.
I can feel my heart start to race, I’m so close to what I’ve needed for the past week I can taste it. “I’ve always wanted you Master. I just didn’t know that it was proper.” I tell him as I start to roll my hips. I can feel his shaft hardening against my stomach so I go for broke and reach down to grasp his length.
“Oh, it’s not my little vixen. You are anything but proper.” He says smiling as I run a still oily hand up and down his length. “You’re my little sex beast. Deviant to your core.”
I bite my lower lip unsure of how to respond to his teasing. My hand loosens around his rod and he wraps his hand around mine.
“You finish what you start my pet.” He says making me look up into his eyes. “Do you want this, or not?” He asks with a very serious tone.
“I do.” I agree nodding quickly and tightening my hold on him once again. “I need this.” I admit keeping eye contact with him.
“You’re my good girl.” He tells me brushing wild locks from my face. “Now I want you to turn around and hold onto the far side of the bath.” He says helping me into the new position.
As I grasp the edge I can feel that he is moving to kneel behind me. He pushes my legs apart as he positions himself between them. I feel the head of his cock rub against my slit in the most delicious way and I let out a soft moan to show my approval.
He leans over me so his chest is against my back and his hands cover mine on the tub. I feel his lips a whisper away from my ear and his breath feels cold on my wet skin.
“You’re such a dirty girl, I’m going to need another bath after I’m done with you.” He says in a deep whisper.
Without any more warning than that I feel his fill me with one thrust. I let out a gasp of air and push back against him. He presses his weight now on my hands, keeping me pinned under him as we rut like some kind of beasts.
I feel this tight ball of tension ease in me for the first time since the ball. I needed him so much and it feel so wonderful to finally be connected with him once more. I start to do the most ridiculous thing without warning, crying even as I moan for him.
When I start to hiccup before the contrasting phenomenon, he slows his pace kissing my neck gently. “Is it too much?” He asks in a kind tone I have never heard him use with anyone else.
“No.” I say trying to get control of myself. “It’s wonderful.” I tell him pushing back against his form.
“It was wrong of me to keep this from you my pet.” He says as he makes long sure thrusts into my waiting form. “I should have known better. Once we get settled in tonight I’ll give you a good spanking and everything will be alright.” He promised making me shiver under him.
“Yes. That.” I pant not really able to think of anything better to say.
He chuckles against my skin before letting go of my hands so he can grasp the back of my hair. He pulls my head back sharply angling my neck into his eager mouth. He starts to slam into my form as his mouth bites and sucks on the pulse point of my neck.
“Master!” I scream as he sends me over a beautiful edge of pleasure.
“Good girl.” He growls and I know this won’t stop until he finds his own peak.
Lucius-
I smile down at my sweet little dove as she kneels on the floor of the carriage. She has her cheek resting against my knee and I think she may actually be napping as if this position is restful for her.
I feel like a fool for not realizing how much she would need a firm hand after what happened at the ball. How could I have ever thought this lioness would be comforted by gentleness? She should never have had to ask for my attention. I should've known what she needed the moment I saw her.
It’s a long carriage ride to the capital so I don’t see the harm and letting her be truly comfortable in her submission for most of the journey. Her hair is pulled up into elaborate curls, which exposes her neck.
I can’t help but admire the dark bruise my lips left on her during our time in the bath. I run my fingers along the blemish knowing I should heal it before we get to the palace.
With the touch, she glances up at me with sleepy eyes and I know she had actually been napping. She smiles and blinks a few times as if she is trying to remember where she is exactly.
“We’re not there yet.” I tell her cupping her cheek with my hand. “How are you feeling?” I ask as she presses against my touch.
“Better.” She says taking in a deep breath. “I don’t know why I’m so tired.” She adds and her hands naturally settle on the little bump on her stomach.
“You are making a person, it can be very tiring I hear.” I say smiling at her openly.
She smiles back before arching her back to stretch a bit. The action puts her perfect breasts on display for me, but I know it is meant to release tension in her own form. That doesn’t mean I don’t take full advantage of the view.
“How much longer to the palace?” She asks not noticing my devious survey of her form.
Looking out the window I frown. I don’t really know the landmarks along the way so I have very little way to tell. “I usually Apparate to the palace and have the elves bring my things.” I admit looking back down at her.
“You could have sent me in the carriage alone?” She offered looking around the small space. “You still could.” She pointed out as she looked back at me.
“I could but I don’t think that is the best idea.” I say not wishing to explain myself further I add. “But if you feel bad about it you could make it up to me from that position.” I tell her with a smirk.
Her eyes flick to my crotch, then back up to my eyes. A slow smirk spreads across her lips. “I don’t really think I feel that bad about it.” She says with a mischievous glint in her eye.
Reaching down I lift her chin so she has to look me in the eye. “Did you want me to take you over my knee right here in the carriage my little vixen?” I ask amused.
“You’ll mess up my hair and dress. We are dining with the Emperor when we get there.” She reminds me with wide eyes. “It took Heety an hour to do my hair.”
I sigh as I do want her to be presentable for the Emperor. I don’t need him seeing her tousled and giving him ideas. “That is why you are going to be a good girl so I won’t have to pull on your hair while you are enjoying my cock.” I say as I move back to my original idea.
She moves so that she is kneeling between my legs and looking up at me with her pouty full lips. “How am I going to be able to look Hermione in the eyes with the taste of your cum on my lips?”
I chuckle as I run gentle fingers down the side of her face. “Maybe you just need to get used to it? We should start every day with your lips around my shaft.” I say bringing a dusting of pink to her cheeks, she likes the idea.
I unlace my breeches for her as she keeps eye contact with me. I can see the pulse in her neck racing as the anticipation rises for both of us. She wets her lips and moves closer to me as I open my legs to allow her access to what we both want.
When I release my hardened shaft from its constraints she shifts forward keeping eye contact as her tongue playfully laps at the head of my rod. I hold my breath as I watch her wrap her lips around me running her tongue in a swirling motion that feels divine.
As her mouth starts to suck we both feel the carriage movement shift as we move from dirt to cobblestone roads. Ginevra freezes her actions, unsure of where we are or what is going on.
“We’ve just entered London my Lord. We should be to Hyde Park in few minutes.” The driver calls a warning making my pet pull away.
It is almost worth the discomfort of unfinished actions to watch how flustered she is. She looks at me with big eyes unsure if she should continue or get ready to be received by the Emperor.
I fix my pants with a wave of my wand and pull her up into the seat next to me. “It will be fine my sweet. We will finish this once we are released to our rooms” I tell her wrapping my arm around her to sooth her nerves.
“Are you alright?” She asks as she leans forward to look out the window.
We are soon swallowed by the city and I realize she had probably never seen anything like it. The biggest place she has probably ever visited was Hogsmeade, which is tiny by comparison to the metropolis that is London.
Her breath catches even as her face scrunches with the smell of so many living in close quarters to each other.
“Have you ever even seen a muggle before?” I ask her as she slowly moves closer to the window to take everything in.
“No…” She admits with a distracted voice. “It’s so devoid of color.”
“This area is mostly workshops and the like. They do not have the magic to see the air fresh and the streets clean.” I explain wondering if I can get her to see what sort of beasts, muggles really are.
“But they do seem to get along still in their lives without magic.” She says sitting back in her seat next to me. “That seems admirable in its way?” I am amused as I feel she is trying to do the same to me.
“Should we then admire the beasts who survive in the wild?” I ask shaking my head. “They are below us, just the same.”
“But what about muggleborns like Hermione? You can’t really say they are below us, they have magic like us. They can be taught to use it just the same as any of us.” She says making me roll my eyes.
“They learn magic as a dog learns tricks. They could make proper pets or work animals if well trained, but that is the extent of their use.”
“Is that the way you think of me, when you call me pet and beast?” She asks turning away from me once more.
We are getting near the park the palace resides in away from muggle eyes. The view starts to turn colorful and clean as we enter a wealthier neighborhood, but I do not think that is why she is looking.
“Oh, my dear if the only use I had for you was to fulfill my carnal desire, then such of thing would be true. But I chose you to bare my children, and you have pleased me with your wit and power. None of these things could be accomplished by a common mare.”
“So why is the Emperor working so hard to please Hermione?” She asks without looking at me.
I sigh moving against her so she can’t escape my presence. “Because he wants a well-trained beast, and with her it means making her feel comfortable so she doesn’t spook.” I whisper in her ear. “Shall I tell him you do not wish to do your part for the Empire?” I ask as I move my hand from the bulge of her stomach to the swell of her breast.
“He would not be pleased with me.” She says in a husky voice as my mere presence affects her.
“He would require compensation for the slight.” I tell her honestly as I pull the fabric of her dress down running my nails over her skin as I reveal more of her breast. I hear her breath catch as her imagination fills in everything our Emperor would want from her.
I notice then the carriage has turned into Hyde Park and is nearing the gate to the palace. To the muggles, this gate seems as if it leads to a service area. But to anyone who can really see, it opens up into the beautiful and lush palace grounds.
“Time to decide my sweet.” I tell her fixing the dress and sitting back in my seat.
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