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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: 5696 -:- 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
- 3
- 4
- 5
4 – CANOODLING

Again – do not own anything recognizable from the Potter Universe. I am making no money from this work of fiction. See Chap 1 for warnings!

Smut warning for this chapter – our couple gets up to everything but….

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As they made their way up the stairs to his bedroom, Lucius wanted to make his intent clear. “I hope you agree with my thought that we should find out if we can sleep in the same bed. Having separate quarters is not my ideal.” This had been the case with his first marriage and he loathed it.

She stopped two steps above him and turned, putting them at an even height. “Nor mine. We do need to find out if you take all the covers, or I do. If you snore - ,” she smiled at his snort of protest, “or if my sleeping attire distracts you too much.” The wicked gleam in her eye brought out his playful side.

He rushed straight at her, and picked her up as he passed, throwing her over his shoulder. Ignoring her pleas to be put down, he carried her into the master bedroom and flicked his wand to lock and soundproof the suite. Only then did he set her down at the foot of his overly-large bed.

“All night I have waited patiently. Now I want to see those intriguing undergarments, preferably up close with you in them – if you will allow,” he leaned down to give her a short kiss.

“I will allow, but you will not be the only one indulging. Get your kit off,“ she demanded as she started to remove her outer robe.

Lucius faltered for a few seconds, not used to being ordered about, especially in his own bedroom. Then he realized he was getting his way and possibly more, so he complied.

Their clothing was piled on the bench next to the bed and they stood awkwardly facing each other, she in a green lace set, he in blue boxers. Christina took the initiative and closed the distance between them, reaching out with both hands to smooth over his chest.

“Did you want me standing up or lying down so that you can examine my knickers?” Her lips closed around one of his nipples and she sucked at it gently.

His hands reached up to remove the clip from her hair and toss it aside. Then he wrapped them in her hair and pulled her face up for a kiss. It was longer than any they had shared so far, and involved nips and wrestling tongues. As it ended, he stared into her eyes.

“My resolve only goes so far. Do not test it or you might find yourself bent over the bed at my mercy,” he informed her. At her wide-eyed look of fright, he gentled his tone. “We need not have intercourse tonight, but we will find release - possibly more than once.” He stood back and examined the front of the lace knickers, then motioned for her to turn around.

She stopped facing away from him and it was a sight to behold. The lace wrapped around her hips and partially covered the globes of her arse. It was a well-toned arse, pleasantly shaped and a good handful on each side. He walked up behind her, placing a hand on each half. She trembled and leaned back into his chest.

“What are these called?” he inquired.

“Boy shorts.”

“And do you have many pairs of these?”

“A few, maybe half a dozen.”

“Are they all lace?”

“No. Some are cotton knit.”

He leaned down to kiss the top of her shoulder. “You will buy more pairs in lace. I like these very much.” His hands caressed around the hips and to the front. As his fingers played along the intentional opening there, he kissed up the column of her neck. “Are they all made for such accessibility?”

“It is called crotch-less and no, they are not all like that.”

“Buy this kind in the future. I relish the thought of bending you over my desk someday, taking you quickly as the lace slides along the sides of my cock and your pearl.” His hands moved up to her breasts and were rewarded with sharp peaks straining against the lace. “Does the thought of that excite you?” His fingers tugged on her nipples.

Christina leaned back further. “Oh gods yes. You are sex personified, Lucius.”

“And you, my dear, are sexier than a Veela. You just do not realize it yet.” At this declaration, he knelt on the floor behind her and proceeded to kiss both sides of her bottom – over the lace and directly on the skin left uncovered. When he had his fill and could smell her arousal, his teeth nipped the right cheek. He stood up, giving the left one a light slap.

He maneuvered her to the side of the bed. “Lay down on your stomach.” As she settled in place, he removed his boxers. Once she was done, he moved on top of her, supporting most of his weight on his knees and elbows.

When his cock settled into the lace-covered crack, he moaned. “I need to come. Now. Just a few minutes of quick frottage should do it. Will you indulge me?” he pleaded in a rough voice.

He felt her head nod under his as she said, “Do it.”

Leaning to his left, his right hand manipulated the lace cloth to nestle his cock further into the crack and he began rutting against her. Her quiet whimpers inflamed him and he moved faster. When he took in a deep breath, her arousal was even more pronounced. Looking down, he saw that her left hand was underneath her body. He continued to move against her.

“Where is your hand?” he whispered.

“On my pussy,” she whispered back.

Before he could even form another question, the idea of this sexy woman beneath him playing with herself even as he frotted against her arse was too stimulating. A flurry of a dozen more rubs was all it took. His essence erupted onto her lower back and his stomach as he exclaimed, “Sweet Boudica!” and rolled them both onto their right side to catch his breath.

He felt her body shaking as his heart slowed and wondered if he had been too rough. Then he heard a giggle. “Something amuses you?” he asked, kissing her shoulder.

“You came like a school boy,” she stated.

“I did. That is what you do to me. Now let me see what I can do to you.” His body scooted further toward the middle of the bed and he pulled her onto her back. One leg was thrown over her left thigh, and pulled it between his two, spreading her open. The fingertips of his left hand teased up her thigh until they met her fingers.

Silently, she showed him how she enjoyed being touched. When his touch was not quite enough, her hand pushed it against her harder, then moved away. Before she could wipe it dry on the bedding, he requested she put her fingers in his mouth. He rarely indulged in this pleasure from casual liaisons, but this was someone he would like to sate all his desires with. The liquid was sweet and tasted wonderful as he sucked on each finger.

By now he understood that she was more comfortable discussing intimate things when they were not eye to eye. Hopefully that would change with time, but for now he would acquiesce. “Would you enjoy my mouth on your pussy? Sucking that needy little nub while my fingers rub that spot inside?” he whispered in her ear.

Her hand wrapped around the back of his head and pulled his mouth to hers. The kiss was slow and she moaned as it ended. His head was pushed back to her shoulder. Only then did she answer.

“First, rub me hard and fast. Once I come, the second one will be more powerful.”

Well, Christmas had come even though it was only early August. Lucius’ present was lying next to him all wrapped in a pretty little package of lace boy shorts, came with explicit instructions and multiple orgasms. If she gave blow jobs, he would officially be in Nirvana.

His fingers were a blur as they rubbed against her clit. After asking if it was too hard, and being answered breathlessly that it was perfect, he concentrated on the task and her sounds of pleasure. Suddenly her hand slapped on top of his and held it still. Her body moved against his as she finally found her release.

“Lucius,” she cried out. “Fuck, that feels so good.” She inhaled sharply and moved his hand down to her opening.

He hesitated, not wanting to overstimulate her, but she was having none of that. Her hips wiggled and he moved to help her remove the lace from her body. They were clumsy, having not been together before. His hand hit a ticklish spot on her side, causing her body to curl up and her knee to barely miss his returning erection. That is when his dominant side exerted itself. Slowly, his body covered hers and his hands held her wrists against the mattress near her head.

Once again, he placed light kisses along her neck ending with his lips at her ear. “Tell me what you want me to do.”

“Your earlier suggestion had merit.”

“The one to try hollandaise on brussel sprouts?” he quipped, referring to their conversation at dinner.

She laughed and then groaned. “No. Although I might like to try it on your cock someday.” It was his turn to groan in frustration. Her head lifted and she nibbled on his earlobe, then she whispered, ”Suck on my clit and rub that spot inside me.”

“Oh, very well done, Christina,” he praised her. Then he began to crawl backwards, planting kisses down her chest and stomach, before settling between her legs.

He pinched the base of her clit and pulled a few times before holding back the hood and teasing it with the tip of his tongue. The middle finger of his other hand gently teased her opening until he could feel her natural lubricant on its tip. As his finger pushed inside her, his lips closed around the hard nub, softly sucking it. The rough spot inside was more pronounced and his finger rubbed the center as he sucked harder.

He had hardly found a rhythm, when her body started to shake. “Oh my god! Lucius! You are too fucking good at this,” she exclaimed. She moaned and his hand was wet to his wrist.

Not wanting to stop, he raised his head a fraction and wiggled a finger across her pearl to free his mouth. “Can you come again?” he asked. Her head nodded vigorously in the affirmative. “Excellent.”

He took time to lick all around her opening and partake of her release before returning to suck on her clit even harder as his finger pressed firmly against the sensitive spot inside. Christina writhed and moaned, muttered a string of obscenities, then went completely still. Without breaking his rhythm, he glanced up, only to find her staring at him.

“Bite it!” she commanded. He did, but too lightly. “Harder!” He complied and she let out a scream as the muscles in her pussy clamped around his finger, stilling his movements.

More essence seeped out of her opening, and he slowly pulled his finger out, replacing it with his tongue. She gave him little mews of pleasure as he lapped up his reward. When he was done, he crawled over her until their lips met. He was delighted when she sucked the remainder of her release off his tongue.

Their eyes met as he pulled away. “Lucius, would you like me to suck your cock?” Her left hand grazed across his hip, then reached around to squeeze his left ass cheek.

“Yes, very much,” his head nodded vigorously, “but only if you want to.” He knew many witches found the act distasteful at best, especially with an uncircumcised member.

“I’ve not done this in a while, but suspect you will not mind if I practice on you….” Her voice trailed off.

“For the sake of perfecting your technique, I will suffer through it,” he quipped. “Shall I lie down?” he asked, as he maneuvered off her.

“Oh, you will suffer indeed. Get on your side,” Christina told him.

After he stilled, she sat up and studied him, her right hand encircled his shaft and slowly pulled until his foreskin covered the head. He caught her glancing up at him as she commented, “You’re uncircumcised.”

“Yes. Is that..,” he faltered as the hand continued to tug up and down. “Is that a problem?” Lucius finally asked.

She moved to lay in front of him, her hand stayed on him. Her forehead rested against his and she answered. “No, my lord, this is not a problem. I much prefer an uncut cock for various reasons.”

His left hand moved down to cover hers, increasing the pressure as he preferred. “Tell me,” he whispered.

Her lips kissed down his temple and cheek until it reached his ear. Yes, she had already found one of the most sensitive spots on his body. “The head is always soft and wet. The taste is like ambrosia on my tongue. The foreskin is so pliable - easily pulled, pinched, sucked and nipped. And when it rolls back behind the head, that ridge hits a spot in my pussy that can make me see stars.” Those lips that had whispered indecent words which aroused him further, then sucked on his lobe.

His hand came up to grip her hair tightly. “Suck me now! I will warn you before I come,” he ordered.

“No,” she corrected him. “You will let me swallow your essence as you have done mine.

This was going to be a new experience for Lucius. He could not remember anyone ever keeping their mouth on him as he reached his peak. The Old Ones had truly presented him with a precious gift. He rolled onto his back as her right hand pushed his left hip down. She held the base of his shaft as he pulled another pillow behind his head to watch.

The tip of her tongue teased and worked into the slit at the top. Then she lapped up the precum gathered on the head. Her hand fondled his balls, the tongue licked him from base to tip. Finally, her mouth slid over his cock and her tongue pressed on the underside as she sucked him halfway in. The rest that would not fit was gripped tightly. Thus, the three-pronged assault on him began; shaft jerked up until her hand met the mouth sucking down on the head, as his balls were fondled and lightly squeezed. Once she started humming each time the head neared the back of her throat, it took less than two minutes for culmination to be reached.

“Now, witch,” he warned, as his hand gripped her hair tighter. The sensation was like nothing he had ever felt before. It started with a tingling down his spine, and his testicles drew up close to his body. As his release pulsed down his cock and out, the head became almost too sensitive when she sucked harder and swallowed each gush of ejaculate.

The foreskin closed around the head and her tongue, as her mouth lifted off his shaft. After three revolutions around the now-sensitive tip, he could stand no further contact and his hand pulled her hair. “Enough,” he groaned.

She crawled up his body and settled down on top of him. Her chin rested on her hands, with fingers intertwined above his sternum. “Did you enjoy that?”

He returned her smile. “Immensely. You are a treasure. I fear our married life will be spent engaging entirely in carnal pursuits.”

“Maybe for the first decade or so. After that, we can explore hobbies outside of bedroom sport.” She stretched up and licked his lips.

For the first time in his life, Lucius tasted himself on the tongue of another. The taste was slightly salty, with a little bitter aftertaste. He deepened the kiss and sucked until the taste was gone. It was then he felt the ancient wards of the manor shift. The change was minuscule, but having lived within them for almost fifty years, he could feel it immediately. That would be something to check on in the morning. Right now, he was sated and exhausted for the first time in many years.

“Are you ready to sleep, my lady?” he asked.

She stifled a yawn and nodded. “Yes. I think Morpheus shall embrace me quickly tonight.”

“I think he will have us both very soon.”

They separated, moved to opposite sides of the bed and turned down the duvet before each crawled in and met in the middle for a quick kiss.

“Good night, Lucius.” She turned over and settled on her stomach facing away from him.

“Good night, my sweet.” He tucked a pillow under his head as his body relaxed and he fell asleep facing her.

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A piece of stone tumbled down the monolith and landed near the altar.

“They certainly are a lustful couple, Eros,” the Lady of the Lake commented as she and her companion turned away from the ancient chalice.

“Just as requested, my lady.” He bowed.

“I thank you. Please convey my appreciation to your father.” She nodded and disappeared over the tor.

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And there you have over 2800 words of everything-but smut!

In case things seem a bit obscure; Lucius and Christina each invoked the ancient ones at the same time and pled for a good match with someone they could enjoy. Such entreaties go straight to the top - Zeus. From there, they are handed over to the appropriate demi-gods (in this case Eros, the Greek embodiment of sexual power), who are then dispatched to the regional deities - which brings us to Merlin and Nimue (Lady of the Lake).
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