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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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A/N- I would like to thank Eclectic Pet my awesomely awesome beta for helping me to revise this story! Warning this chapter is where the story turns more sexual in nature.

lexiatel-  My husband and I have debates on the reasons for Bella's state of mind. I think it is because of her order of birth. Glad you liked the update, here is another one!
agonya-  Yes I think Lucius will be surprised with both the good points and the bad points to his new bride. Enjoy their relationship unfolding!

Ginny-
“Are you nervous my sweet?” He asks in a curious way as he sets me down on the large bed.
I pull my knees to my chest looking at them before I answer. “Very.” I tell him. “I’ve been told there is pain the first time.” I explain with a slight embarrassment. I want him to comfort me, to tell me that the pain will be short lived, but that isn’t the type of man I’ve married.
“You’ll learn that pain is not the enemy of pleasure.” He says so casually that I have to look up. He has two bottles in his hands and I remember Draco saying something about the wise man leaving them.
“What are they for?” I ask motioning my head to the bottles.
“One is a fertility draft and the other…” He holds up the small bottle as if trying to remember what is inside it. “...will help.” He says with a slight smirk turning up the edge of his mouth.
“Help with what?” I ask, as I can’t look away from the small glass container.
“It will help you relax.” He says after a moment of hesitation. He holds the bottle out to me expectantly.
“You're not going to drink any?” I ask as I take the bottle.
“I don’t need it.” He says as if it was obvious.
I look down at the potion in my hand chewing on my lower lip. I have no reason to deny him this. It’s our wedding night; being more relaxed will help maybe even make it better for me. I open the bottle and tip the contents into my mouth. It has an odd almost burning taste and I cough after I swallow the liquid.
“We’ll give it a few moments to work before you take the next one.” He says as he moves back around the bed towards me.
“The fertility draft.” I remind myself and look down at my stomach. He wants son so badly it worries me a little. ‘What if I have a girl?” I ask worried that I’ll anger him in the single thing he wants from me.
“Then we will try again.” He says simply not really answering what I want to know.
“What will happen to her?” I ask not being able to keep the fear from my voice.
His hand gently tips my chin up so I have to look at him. “She would be my daughter.” He says with as if this should mean something to me. “My blood. She would be treated as any Malfoy deserves.” This makes me feel better and I nod slowly. “You on the other hand you…” He continues, his hold on my chin becoming firmer. “Would be punished for your failure to your husband.”
My breath catches in my throat as I can see the pleasure in his eyes when he thinks of punishing me. I quickly move back away from him, slipping further onto the bed, which only seems to amuse him more.
“It’s time to drink the next potion I think.” He says as if he hadn’t just threatened me.
“I don’t want to.” I say because it would mean being closer to the time when we would have to be intimate. I don’t feel ready to lose that part of myself to him.
“You don’t want to?” He asks sounding amused. “I don’t remember giving you a choice. You will take this potion if I must force it down your throat.”
“Why are you in such a hurry?” I ask looking up at him. I’d been told we were supposed to make love until the sun rose in the sky to complete the ritual properly. We had so much time.
“Do you understand the power that is released when a witch’s maidenhood is broken?” He asks calmly then smirks when I shake my head.
I’m starting to feel somewhat light headed, and I wonder if it’s because of the potion he already had me drink.
“If we conceive our first tonight it will be a blessing on our line.” He says moving back towards me with the bottle in hand. “You will drink this.”
My skin is starting to feel warm even out in the night air. I glance to the warming charms wondering if they are malfunctioning. “I’m not ready.” I tell him as I move away from him moving to get off the other side of the bed.
“Oh I disagree.” He says with a slight growl. “You seem a bit flush to me my sweet, are you feeling alright?” He asks in a knowing way.
I look at him with widened eyes. What sort of potion had it been? I don’t feel more relaxed at all, if anything I feel more on edge. “What?” I start finding my voice unsteady. “What is happening?” I force myself to focus on the words.
“The potion you drank is starting to take effect.” He says suddenly seeming to be in no rush at all. “It may get a bit… uncomfortable soon.” He adds with an obviously pleased expression.
“What was it?” I ask as my legs start to feel unstable under me. I catch myself on the bed so I don’t fall
“You truly are an innocent if you haven’t figured it out my now.” He says unhelpfully.
I close my eyes as my nipples harden in excitement. The feeling of arousal slowly runs down my body, leaving a painful need in its path. “A lust potion.” I gasp biting my lip to keep from moaning.
“Very good my pet.” He says sounding pleased. “Now you will take this potion before I can relieve that aching need inside of you. You’ll do exactly as I say or I’ll leave you to suffer in your need.”
I look up at him and realize if I give in now it will always be this way for me, I’ll always have to give into his will. I shake my head. The need was growing, as was the ache of wanting, but I couldn’t give in.
“And I was worried your fire had already been broken.” He says with a chuckle. “You will submit to me in the end wife. Why suffer over things you have already sworn to me?”
“Wh...what?” I ask as I push myself back to a standing position.
“You agreed to our marriage contract. In it I am promised this.” He tells me holding up the potion. “Take it and I’ll be gentle with you, this time.” He leans forward dropping the bottle onto the center of the bed. “Or do you prefer to break your oath so soon in our marriage?” He asks with a sly smirk.
I know the consequences of breaking a marriage oath. A man could leave a woman who broke her marriage oath to him. It would leave me husbandless, and ruined for any future marriage. I knew he wanted sons, that he’d put it in our oath that I would give them to him. He was right, if I didn’t take the potion, and do everything in my power to live up to my end, he would have the right to leave me as an oath breaker.
Taking the potion didn’t mean I had to give myself to him before I was ready. So keeping my eyes on him, I lean forward to snatch the bottle from the bed. At the last moment, his hand darts out and grasps my wrist. He yanks me toward him in a swift move, pulling me back onto the bed.
“You’ll be an obedient wife.” He tells me firmly not letting go of the bruising hold he had on my wrist. “Now drink.”
“I was going to drink it.” I spit back trying to find some balance on the bed.
“You are going to drink it.” He answers with a growl.
I uncork the bottle pressing it to my lips. I hold the potion in my mouth this time as I consider spitting it in his face. I know it would be a breach of my oath so I force myself to swallow the sour liquid.
“I drank it now let me go!” I demand struggling away from his hold. Instead of complying, he pulls my arm with another strong tug, this time making be crash into his chest before he grabs my other wrist.
“I’m not ready.” I tell him trying to sound firm as my voice shakes. The smell of him surrounds me now that we are so close. I suddenly want to be closer; I want to taste his lips like he’d promised at the altar. I press my chest against his without thinking before I realized it must be the lust potions effect on me. I jerk away, but he holds me fast.
He chuckles and shakes his head. His long white hair catches the light of the troches that illuminate the area. I never really looked at him before this moment. He’s a beautiful man, with a strong firm face and penetrating silver eyes. “If you were more ready you would be humping my leg dear wife.”
I feel shame over his harsh words, like I’m some kind of wonton woman who usually finds herself in need of fulfillment. I have to remind myself it’s the potion that is pressing my needs, not my own desires. “You drugged me.” I try to defend my honor.
“So that you could enjoy this night. You’re thinking too much my little pet. You belong to me now. So give yourself over to the pleasure I can give you. Submit to me and I’ll show you the meaning of ecstasy.”
I’m shaking in need now. All I want is to feel the aching emptiness inside me filled by him. Why am I fighting it, why am I torturing myself if he’s offering me release from this tension? “Please…” I start to beg as I press myself against him again.
“I’m going to let go of your wrists now, you will be good and use your hands to undress your husband. Do you understand?” He asks calmly.
“Yes.” I gasp and nod my head as I think of ways to get us closer than we are now. Removing our clothes is a good idea. The moment he lets, go of my arms I grab my wand and use a simple spell to banish our outer layers away. I’m not sure where they go, and in this moment, I don’t care.
“You little witch!” He gasps before grabbing my wand hand. “Are we in a rush now?” He asks sounding more than a bit amused. “Drop it; you’ll not need that again tonight.” He adds more seriously as he shakes my hand. I drop my wand and use my free hand to try and push down his breeches, which doesn’t work very well.
When I realize his chest, is bare to me I smile at the pale smooth skin of his chest and shoulders. He doesn’t seem to have any hair on his body and I find this excites me. Though I try to remind myself, how easily excited I am while under the effects of the lust potion. Unable to resist I lean forward and taste that lovely hard smooth skin. I lean in wanting to taste more.
At some point while I’m distracted by licking his chest, he lets go of my wand hand and I settle my hands on his lean hips. He’s shaped like an upside down triangle, with broad strong shoulders and a thin waist. I find him to be the perfection of man, and I wish to explore every inch of his body with my mouth.
When my tongue runs over his nipple, he lets out a soft moan and I feel his hand tangle into my hair at the back of my head. Suddenly he jerks my head back from him and tilts it up so I must once again look him in the eyes. I moan at the sharp pain in my skull then whimper as I realize I’m no longer tasting him.

Lucius-
“You little witch!” I gasp as my outer clothes disappear with a banishment spell, I grab her hand, but I’m not able to contain my amusement. “Are we in a rush now?” I ask her tauntingly, but she seems too far-gone. I don’t want any more surprises from my lust drunk wife so I shake the wand from her hand, ordering her. “Drop it; you’ll not need that again tonight.”
She seems to suddenly realize she has more access to my skin as her free hand moves to my cotton pants trying to push them down as her eyes take in my chest. She pushes herself forward to lick my skin and I find I enjoy the feel of her tongue upon me. I drop her hand to see what she does with both now free. I don’t think she’s in the state of mind to run away any longer.
Her hands settle at my waist as her mouth explores my chest. I can’t help but moan at the feel of her little tongue against my nipple. I feel myself harden with her attention and I know I can’t afford to lose control now.
Carefully I slip my fingers into her hair so that I have a good hold before I wrench her head back and make her look up at me. She moans at the action and that stuns me for a moment. The potion I’ve given her would not make her enjoy things that were not already pleasurable. My new wife seems to have darker desires than she probably knows. It’s something I’ll be able to use against her in the future.
“Do you want more my sweet? Do you want me to fill that void you’re feeling right about now?” I ask pushing her down on the bed more roughly just to see how she reacts. She gasps and rolls onto her back so she can watch me. She props herself up on her elbows and follows me as I get something from under my pillow.
When I pull the blade from its hiding place, she looks at me with fear and curiosity. “Let’s get that corset off of you my sweet; I want to see what I bought.” I tell her to make her feel like less of a human. She needs to understand to whom she belongs.
I look down at her form before I move over her. She’s still wearing the under-dress and corset from the day, she's actually much more covered than myself in this moment, but I can fix that simply.
I slowly cut a slit up the front of her dress, keeping my actions steady in order to tease the inside of her leg with the blade without actually cutting her. She’s trembling under me, and I wonder if I could make her climax simply by undressing her.
“Please?” She begs falling back on the bed, as she can't focus on holding herself up any longer.
“Please what my pet?” I ask as the blade reaches her core. I pull it away and set it aside as I carefully open the cut I’ve just made.
“I need… something inside.” She gasps rolling her hips.
“In time my sweet, in time.” I taunt her before picking the blade up again so I can cut the laces from her corset.
“Soon?’ She asks in a meek voice that makes me smile.
“When I am ready.” I tell her simply with a smirk. She’s completely lost to the potion now so I’m sure this isn’t the last of the begging I’ll hear tonight.
Once I’ve freed her from the corset I lower my blade back to the cut in her dress I’d started before. I hook the blade into the cut and continue my way up her dress. I turn the blade, so the flat runs along her stomach and leave an ever so tiny cut on the underside of her right breast. She moans at the pain again and I smile down at my favorite new toy.
Once I’ve opened the front of her dress completely to me, the only thing left in my way is the knickers covering her sweet little cunt. I look between my knife and the offending clothes for a moment before I just reach down ripping them from her body.
I’m rewarded for my actions by another sweet moan from her beautiful lips, and a jerk that tells me she’s very close to her first peak of the night. I told her if she submitted I would teach her what ecstasy was, and I’m a man of my word.
The way she acts, the way she dresses, these things tell me that my sweet little wife doesn’t actually understand that she has a goddess’ body. I thought maybe there was something hidden that would make her doubt her perfection. But as I look down at the athletic form of my wife I know she deserves the name Malfoy.
“Please?” She begs desperately now. I lick my lips and lean down I want to make her come without really giving into her fully. So I kiss the inside of her knee. When my lips press against her skin, she gasps.
“Do you like that pet?” I ask kissing a bit further up her leg.
“Yes.” She moans arching her back. “More?” She asks with a whimper in her voice.
“More.” I answer kissing my way slowly up the inside of her thigh. She’s already shaking so badly from my attention that I know it will only be a moment before she screams. “Come.” I order her as I let my hot breath brush over her glistening sex.
I have to pull back as her body thrust her hips into the air. She screams as my word sends her over the edge into a pleasure she has never known before. Her first orgasm with me and I commanded her to have it. My own body hardens in need by the very thought of what she’s feeling.
“Such a good pet. You listen so well like this.” I tell her as I brush my hands up and down her thighs softly. “Maybe I should keep you on such potions, keep you ready, and wet for my commands.” I say thoughtfully as her body starts to cool.
“No please.” She whimpers her mind clearing a bit now that she has gotten some relief. “I’ll be good.” She promises softly.
I lick my lips as the trembling subsides and a new build of need starts within her. “You’ll be good?” I tease as I lower my pants to release my own painfully hard erection. “Somehow I feel your behavior will be short lived once the potion has run its course.” I tell her as I move over her body.
I look down at her frowning face. She has her eyes closed and her head turned to the side. “Look at me pet.” I order and push her chin so she’s facing my direction.
“Do you know the three parts of self?” I ask suddenly, wishing her to understand what I’m about to take from her.
“Umm…” She starts as if she’s trying to remember something very hard. “There is the body, the soul, and the core of magic.” She says and I find myself impressed that her parents actually taught her something correctly.
“Correct.” I say rewarding her by letting her feel the head of my shaft against her needful core. She gasps then whimpers as she remembers she shouldn’t want me inside of her. “When there is a magical marriage it’s the binding of one soul to another. In essence today you gave me your soul.” I tell her, though it’s not exactly true. The bond is mutual, but she doesn’t need to know that. “Now, when we finally consummate this marriage. When you’re filled to the brim with me…”
“You’ll own my body?” She asks tightly. I smile at the question.
“Only, because you are a maiden. If we were both virgins, than in turn you would own my body as well.” I let her know this so she understands how very one sided this will be. It was the reason both Narcissa and I slept with another before our marriage bed. Neither of us wished to give the other an upper hand.
“It’s only a matter of time my sweet, before I own all of you.” I tell her softly before I finally press into her tight body. I go slow, not wishing to damage her for my future pleasure.
She whimpers under me as my thick rod stretches her untouched core. “Shhh…” I say to comfort her. I cup her face gently leaning down to kiss her, to really kiss her for the first time. She presses her lips back against mine as if lips pressed to lips is what a kiss is. I run my tongue along her pouty lips to gain entrance to her mouth.
When her lips part for me, I push my tongue along hers with the same slow motion as my cock.   I take her mouth as I take her core and she tastes so good. When I feel myself press against the last barrier between us, I jerk my hips to break through and make her truly mine.
She cries into my mouth as I sheath myself the rest of the way into her body. I can feel I’m too long for her small frame that I’ll more than likely bruise her womb whenever I take pleasure in her, and this pleases me.
Once I’m fully seated within her I still my hips and focus on owning her mouth while her body loosens around me. Soon she’s moaning into my lips, her hips trying to move against mine as her body begs for the friction only I can give her now.
I suck on her tongue lightly before pulling back so I can look deeply into her chocolate eyes. “You are mine.” I tell her firmly.
She bites her lip and looks away, but her body clenches around my rod, showing me how she likes my words, even if she doesn’t wish to admit it. I smile. “Say it.” I command her as I turn her chin back so she must face me again.
“You are mine.” She says with a smirk wickedly.
Inside I smirk, knowing how much I enjoy her spirit. On the outside, I growl and jerk my hips to send her a shot of discomfort. “What was that pet?” I ask in a dangerous low voice.
“I won’t say it.” She tells me swallowing hard. “I won’t.” She repeats shaking her head. “You can drug me, you can bind me, you can punish me, but I’ll never say those words. Not the way you want me to.”
I chuckle coldly as I start to move my hips for my own pleasure. “We will see pet, we will see.”
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