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Shame's Desire	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 32597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Ginny-
When Lucius helps me from the carriage I am a little overwhelmed by our welcome. The Emperor stands front and center of course, but there are so many people around to attend to his every need. It is a bit confusing to sort out servant from noble for a moment before I note that each has its own kind of uniform.
As propriety dictates, we move to be greeted by the Emperor first, I curtsy to him as is expected wondering if I am in any way messed by my husband’s forward actions.
“It is lovely to see you again so soon Lady Malfoy.” He says making me look up so I can address him properly.
“It is very kind of you to invite us your Majesty.” I say giving him a soft smile that I know isn’t reaching my eyes.
When the Emperor reaches out and touches the skin of my neck, I can feel my eyes go wide as I hold my breath. Why is he touching me so intimately in front of so many of the peers?
“It seems you have a bruise Lady Malfoy.” He says rubbing his thumb across the hickey Lucius must have made this morning.
“Do I your Majesty?” I ask unsure of what else to say.
I feel a slight warmth in my neck making me look up at him once more. He has no wand out, how could he be doing magic without a wand?
“There, all fixed.” He says as his fingers curl under the pearls of my necklace following them down to the lion hanging from the strand. “This is lovely.” He adds finally dropping his hand to his side.
“Thank you your Majesty.” Lucius finally speaks, as I have no voice at the moment. “We are tired from the trip, and were hoping to relax before dinner.” He adds taking my hand firmly in his own.
“Of course, I am told your apartments have been made ready.” He says dismissing us with a wave of his hand. “Dinner will be a small event this evening, just the three of us.” He adds with a predatory smile.
“We are honored your Majesty.” Lucius says with a bow and he leads me off into an entrance hall that dwarfs the one in Malfoy Manor.
When we are out of sight of the comers and goers, he pulls me unexpectedly into a shadowy alcove. His hands roughly tilt my head away from him so he can get a better look at the spot the Emperor healed.
“What’s wrong?” I ask as his actions make me anxious. “How did he cast magic without a wand?”
“The Emperor is in fact the most powerful wizard in the Empire, maybe even in the world.” Lucius says as he brushes his fingers over the spot on my neck. I jerk not expecting the jolt of pain the touch causes.
“What did he do?” I ask in a panic trying to pull myself away from Lucius’ grasp.
“Nothing as serious as he could have.” He says sounding relieved. “It’s a simple pain mark. It won’t have any lasting damage.”
“Why did he do that?” I ask looking up at my husband as he finally lets me go.
“For fun.” He responds with a sigh as he takes my arm more gently this time. “If you think I am a sadist, you would not believe the pain our Emperor revels in.”
“You said he wouldn’t try anything for a long while.” I point out swallowing hard.
“I still don’t think he will. I think he was just testing your boundaries.” He says obviously trying to calm me down. “You’ll feel better after we have had a chance to freshen up.” He adds with a playful smile.
“I’m not sure I’m in the mood.” Lifting my hand to lightly touch the mark on my neck. Even with being ready for it, I still jerk in pain as even the light brush feels as if someone is burning me.
Lucius-
“I’m not sure I’m in the mood.” She says and I watch her touch her neck from the corner of my eye. She jerks in pain and I wonder how strong he made the mark.
I am fuming under the surface but I work very hard not to show Ginevra how upset I am with the Emperor. Why does he always have to push? I am his loyal man, why does he have to seek out what is mine?
I have lied to her a few times now. I’m decently sure he will be all over her while we are here, but I don’t want her to worry about that just now. He isn’t one to pass up an opportunity when someone is weak and out of sorts. But there is simply no way she would be able to handle his focused attention while she is with child.
“You’re distracted.” She says as she places her hand over mine. I look to her and find worry for me in her eyes.
“You know how much I worry.” I tell her as I pat her hand with my free hand. “I don’t like things upsetting you right now.”
“So you won’t mind once I’m no longer breeding?” She asks a bit coldly for her and I look at her once again.
“Once you have my child I will trust in your strength to carry you through any disruption.” I say smoothly and she blushes a bit at my words, and graces me with a smile.
I open the door to our suite for her and follow her in without much thought. She’s stopped in the middle of the doorway and I bump her, as I wasn’t expecting the obstacle.
“What’s...?” I start but I can easily see past her to the three half-naked women lounging around the couch of our sitting room.
I can’t help but enjoy the sight of them for a moment. They are dressed up in deep green stockings and lingerie with ruffles and gems. The Emperor knows just what I like, and usually I am thankful for his little gifts, but flaunting these girls in front of my wife isn’t exactly something I am keen to do.
“Ladies, we will not be needing your services tonight.” I say as I move around Ginevra and head towards the bedroom without giving the girls a second thought.
It is a few minutes before she enters the room after me, and I can feel the huff she is in before she even speaks.
“What was that?” She asks and it is cute that she is trying to control her temper for now.
“That was a few whores that work here at the palace.” I say as I continue to change out of my travel clothes.
“Why were they here?” She asks and her voice is just a bit higher with this question. Merlin I hope she doesn’t start crying.
I sigh and turn to face her so she can see the honesty in my eyes. “Because they are something I used to dalliance in before we were married. The Emperor seems to be enjoying a little game with us.”
“Did you cheat on Narcissa?” She asks frowning because she is worried and feeling insecure. I admit those women were quite delicious looking, but it amazes me that Ginevra doesn’t know how much more lovely she is. How could she grow up around all that family and not know she is divine?
“Yes.” I tell her because it is true. “We allowed each other affairs as long as we were discreet about them. But that is not how I want this relationship to be.” I finish sitting down on the bed and patting the space next to me in hopes, she will come sit.
She shakes her head still frowning at me before starting to pace back and forth. “If that is all behind you then why were they here at all?” She asks not willing to be distracted. “You came here for business a while back, after we were married.” She says and I can tell her brain is going to all sorts of bad places.
“I have in fact been true to you Ginevra.” I say as I rub my temple. “The Dark Lord is playing games with us and I would prefer we don’t fall into every trap. He realizes what kind of woman you are and knows how to push buttons that should be left alone.
“There is no separate room for me here.” She says as if she didn’t hear a thing I just said.
“No. If you truly want your own room, I can make that arrangement. But it would mean sleeping alone, without my warmth or comfort in this unfamiliar place.” And without my protection if the Emperor decided to stop by her room.
“I am going to get cleaned up. Will you make those arrangements for me while I am doing that?” She asks as she moves towards the bathroom.
I let a low growl out as I think about what she is asking for. Sometimes she can be so simple.
“I’m not saying I will use them, but I feel I need the option right now.” She says as she pauses in the doorway.
“Fine.” I snap getting to my feet. “I will make your arrangements after I dress, but you will not leave this suite until I return.” I order before I go back to changing.
“Yes Sir.” She says softly as she closes the door to the bath.
Once I am fully changed for dinner I visit the master of the house to gain a nearby room for Ginevra’s use. With that chore out of the way, I go in search of Severus so I can vent my annoyance at someone other than my wife.
As most times when he is in the Palace, I find him in his lab playing with his potions. What I do not expect is to find the mudblood in there as well. She isn’t nearly as finely dressed as she was for her visit to my estate. She wears clothes more fit for a servant than the Emperor’s favorite.
“I did not realize you had company.” I say shortly because I still need to vent.
The bitch gives me a cold look and rolls her eyes. She had been sitting quite casually on one of Severus’ worktables and now slipped off with a shrug.
“Should I go?” She asks looking to Severus with an expression of fondness that nearly makes me laugh.
“He seems to be in a mood, we can finish this conversation tomorrow.” He offers and she smiles at him before pushing past me to leave the room.
“She seems very friendly.” I comment once the door is closed. “Does the Emperor know you are fiddling with his pet?”
“I’m not fiddling with her. She has a curious mind and it is my job to make her feel welcome and useful when the Emperor doesn’t require her attention.” He says dryly as he heads over to sit behind his desk. “Why are you here, I thought for sure you would be fiddling with your wife.”
I sigh and huff as I now start to pace. “She is being a shrew.” I state so he can feel sympathy for me. “Everything was going well and we were just starting to reconnect after that pesky Ball business, and now suddenly she is being a shrew.”
Severus raises an eyebrow at me as if he knows there is more to the story than I am telling. He knows me too well to just give me sympathy when I ask for it.
“I had her rather excited in the carriage ride up here. I was so ready to have some fun before dinner.” I tell him finally sitting down across from him as I huff with frustration. “It was going to be exciting fucking her here, playing with her in the gardens, having her in every dark corner of the palace.”
“So what do you need to apologize for?” He asks and I glare at him.
“I’ve done nothing at all.” I snap shaking my head. “No, it started to go downhill the moment we were greeted by his Majesty and he decided to lay a pain mark upon her neck in the guise of healing a blemish I may have left there playfully. Then I almost have her relaxed again when we get to our rooms only to find he’s left three tarts there for me to play with.”
“He does seem to be having fun with you.” Severus comments unhelpfully.
“He only wants a taste of her because she is good and pure and young and mine.” I growl slamming my hand down on the arm of the chair.
“Those are the exact reasons he wants a taste of her. But I want to warn you, if he likes that taste. He is getting quite bored with Bella.” Severus says making me feel worse, not better.
“What about the mudblood? I thought for sure he was entertaining himself with her virtue.” I say looking up at my friend with a frown.
“He is corrupting her for his own purposes, and maybe eventually there will be more, but not until the time is right.”
I rub my face with my hands and shake my head. “His little game has made her ask for her own room. What do you think will happen when she is alone at night?”
“I can see the problem. Doesn’t she have a personal elf? Set the thing to guard her and get you if anyone comes to visit.”
Ginny-
Once Lucius leaves, I come out of the bathroom I’ve been hiding in and find the dress Heety has already started to lay out for me. I’m still not exactly used to having so many different dresses to wear, and we’ve only brought the best for my time here at the Palace.
“Heety?” I call as I try to loosen my own bodice and I soon feel her nimble fingers on the lace. I relax when she frees me from my travel clothes and sit down wearing only my stockings and underthings.
The white stockings make me think of the girls in green. My underthings aren’t nearly as ruffled and pretty, and I find myself wondering why Lucius would even want me at all.
“Heety not know why Mistress sad?” The elf says as she places a hand on mine.
“I know I’m a conquest Heety.” I tell her as I lick my lips. “What happens when he feels he finally has conquered all of me? I thought I was being so smart this morning in the bath, but how much longer until he doesn’t…” I bite my lower lip.
“Master not marry conquest.” She says so firmly that I have to look up at her. “If Master only want prove him better, he not keep you.”
I take in a deep breath and shake my head in disbelief. “Why was his first marriage so cold? You don’t think it was just time? You don’t think he will want those women because he is tired of me?”
“Heety think Mistress not know last Mistress.” Heety says softly. “Heety hear stories. Heety know not the same.”
I sigh giving the elf a half smile. “I should be ready by the time he returns.” I say getting to my feet because I don’t want to think about it anymore.
Once I’m dressed in the satin peach creation, I walk out into the sitting room only to think how I don’t wish to sit in it.
“Is there someplace nearby to walk Heety?” I ask even though I know it will tire me out.
“There a courtyard Heety could show Mistress.” She offers and I nod.
“There is still time before dinner?” I ask and the elf nods in response.
The garden courtyard is the size of a large room. I walk over and sit on one of the beautifully crafted stone benches. This is a place I can sit and enjoy. We obviously have a large garden back at the Manor, but it is so constrained and formulated that it doesn’t give me the feeling of being near the earth. But here in this courtyard with the garden seeming wild and free relaxes me more than home.
I start humming to myself without much thought, and before I know it, I’m singing softly because I feel like the last person in this world. For some reason I’m finding it very nice to just be alone.
“I didn’t know you had such a lovely voice Lady Malfoy.” The smooth voice of the Emperor interrupted my musing.
I stand quickly and curtsy to him, keeping my eyes down so I do not have to look into his face. “I don’t sing in front of people, your Majesty.” I tell him wishing now that I had stayed in my room.
“Are you out here because Lucius is enjoying my gift?” He asks without shame.
“No my Lord. He thanks you for the thought, but with me here he didn’t require the company.” I say trying to be diplomatic.
He moves around me and sits on the bench I just rose from. With a quick glance around, I realize he doesn’t have anyone with him. We are alone and now I must wonder how he just happened upon me here.
“I should head back to my room your Majesty.” I say but I know that I can’t actually leave until he says so.
“Stay, I want to sit with you for a while.” He says motioning to the place I had just been sitting.
“You honor me your Majesty, but Lucius will be wondering where I’ve gotten off to.”
“Sit Ginevra, I wish to talk to you.” He says a bit more firmly and I know I must sit or risk his anger.
I swallow and take the seat beside him trying not to panic. Lucius said he wouldn’t be after me like that, that he would give me time to recover.
“Did you have someone watching me your Majesty?” I ask because I feel it is the only way he would be here right now.
“Lucius is right. You do have a cunning mind.” He says sounding amused. “It’s just hiding under all that meekness.” He says lightly tilting my chin so I must look up at him.
“You are the great leader of the Empire in which I live.” I lick my lips before continuing. “It is only proper to show you respect, your Majesty.”
“I guess it is.” He agrees as he smiles down at me.
“But maybe it is not proper for you to be touching me with such familiarity your Majesty?” I ask feeling like a cornered rabbit.
“No, it isn’t really proper at all.” He says with a smile before he now gets to his feet. “You are such a curious thing. I’m going to enjoy when you give into me. What Master Lestrange tried to do to you is abhorrent. Nothing like that should ever happen to a Lady of the realm. But you should know that I will have you, you will ask me to take you to bed.”
I know I am flushing crimson with how forward he is being. “I am true to my husband your Majesty.” I tell him feeling a bit breathless.
“For now, but a month changes many things.” He says simply.
“A month your Majesty?” I ask because I hadn’t known we were staying so long. Lucius had said ‘for a bit’ is that really a whole month.
“Yes. I’ve just decided Hermione will need a companion for a while.” He says and I can feel his eyes on me as I try not to frown.
“That is so kind of you your Majesty.” I tell him as I try not to fidget. “But you must also remember that I am with child. What you are asking isn’t exactly…” I don’t know how to word what I am trying to say.
He reaches out and brushes his fingers over the pain mark on my neck. I can’t help but whimper as I bite my lip harder.
“Is that so? Does that mean I should send Lucius back my gift so that he has something for stress relief while you are occupied?” He asks before pushing hard on the spot making my vision go white with pain.
“Ahh!” I can’t help the scream that springs from me as I fall off the bench to my knees. “Please your Majesty?” I beg, wanting him to stop.
“Was that a yes?” He asks as he pulls his hand away and the pain disappears so quickly it is as if it was never there. The magic of that simple release makes me a bit lightheaded.
“No your Majesty. But I worry that you may not be as careful around my child as Lucius is.” I say because I need to be honest with this man if I am going to get him to understand anything.
He sits back on the bench without a word, but I stay kneeling in the grass, keeping the mark on the side away from the Emperor.
“That may be a valid worry.” He agrees after a moment. “It is something I will think on.” He adds after a moment then gets to his feet once again. “I am happy for Lucius. He does deserve to have more children.” He says as he uses light fingers to make me look up at him once more. “And I see in you a fit companion for his desires. I only slightly regret not finding you first. You would have made me a fine wife.” He pats my cheek gently before turning and walking away.
When I make it back to the room Lucius is there pacing and glares at me the moment I open the door.
“What happened to staying here while I was gone?” He snaps obviously angry with me still. He thinks I am being stupid about the girls I just know it.
“I couldn’t sit in here.” I say as I motion to the couch.
“And why are there grass stains on your dress?” He asks motioning to the two spots where my knees dug into the grass.
“I can fix that.” I tell him because cleaning spells were something my mother taught me well.
“That isn’t the point and you know it. You are not as stupid as you’re acting today.” He growls as he moves towards me so fiercely that I take a few steps away from him. He grabs my arm and pulls me with him to the couch before dumping me roughly over his lap.
“Get off me!” I yell as I try to push back against him.
He holds my back in place with one hand as he pushes my skirt up with the other. “You will take your punishment for disobeying me.” He says firmly before pulling down my knickers and bringing down a swift spank right on my bottom.
The first sting makes me gasp and all the fight leaves me. His assault on my arse with a firm hand.
“Tell me who you were kneeling to.” He commands as he continues the punishment.
“I fell.” I whimper honestly, because I don’t really have the focus to tell anything longer than that.
“Was anyone with you when you fell?” He asks snidely as the spanks get harder.
“The Emperor.” I gasp putting my head down as I imagine my butt being lit on fire.
“Did you really go fuck him after I just said I have been true to you?” He growls pushing me from his lap and standing swiftly. “Do you really want so badly to be his whore like Bellatrix?”
“No!” I gasp hating the fact that being spanked always seemed to make me cry like a child. “I didn’t fuck him.” I say trying to wipe my face because I’m mad too. “I fell from the bench because he… he… used the pain mark.”
All I can hear now is my own sniffling and I imagine that I look like a complete mess now. “He told me that he wouldn’t force me into his bed. That I’ll have to ask for his attention like that.” I explain even though I feel like I shouldn’t have to. Only silence meets me so I continue. “I told him no. I told him I was true to you.”
I hear his sigh above me and watch as he sits back on the couch. He pulls me up into his lap again, but to cradle me, not punish me. I don’t know why I’m going to him so easily now, I can only think how I need the comfort he is offering.
“I’m sorry.” He says finally and the words sound strained. “Not for punishing you, but for losing my temper. You agreed to stay here and then left.” He points out as he carefully holds me so that my bottom doesn’t press against anything.
“I’m sorry.” I say leaning my head against his chest. “I don’t want to share you and I don’t want to be shared.” I tell him softly.
“I think we can still hold him off for a while, but you should sleep with me while we are here.” He tells me and I nod in agreement.
“He is keeping us for a month.” I say because I am not sure if Lucius knows.
“He is keeping us for as long as he wishes. That may be a month or that may be a year.” He tells me honestly. “Did he say anything else?”
“That he regrets not finding me first, but only slightly.” I say biting my lip as I frown at the next part. “That I would have made him a fine wife.”
He sighs nodding in agreement. “You would have.” He says making me wrinkle my nose. “A beautiful, young, and fertile masochist is not easy to come by.”
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