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In the Halls of Malfoy Manor	By : MistressLupin Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 9762 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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Disclaimer:Do not own these characters, though it might be nice if I did
A/N: I hope everyone likes this chapter. I think it's a little bit different from the other mature chapters Ive writen. But good none the less.

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"Good Evening, Miss Parkinson."
There has was, the towering figure of Lucius Malfoy, standing before the door that was now somehow closed. I didn't like being trapped in there, with him. Coming up there to his office was starting to feel like a really stupid idea.
"I...um...was," I studdered incoherently.
"You were," he said, taking a step towards me, "just looking for the kitchen again?"
"N-noo...I..." I said, backing up as he kept walking towards me.
"You got lost, again?" He was getting closer. With each step I took, he took two.
"No I was..."
"Looking for something?" he asked, a terrible smirk playing on the corner of his lips.
Mr. Malfoy was now standing almost right before me, his silver eyes looking down into my own green ones. I continued to back up until I hit the couch I didn't notice was behind me. Surprised, I turned around to see what I stumbled over and before I could turn back around, Mr. Malfoy had pressed himself against me, trapping me between himself and the sofa.
"You're looking nice tonight, Miss Parkinson," he whispered to me, his hot breath brushing past my neck, "So...grown up."
I gulped, and forced the huge lump in my throat down where it landed in my empty, nauseous stomach. Lucius took the zipper in the back of my dress and began to slowly draw it down. The cold metal running down my back and baring the skin to the cool air. The zipper ended just at my lower back, before it could reveal too much. With nothing to hold it up, my dress just slipped from my body and crumpled on the floor at my feet.
"No panties," Mr. Malfoy commented, "Well, well, well...expecting something?"
Before I had a chance to answer, or even exhale the breath that had caught in my chest, he grabbed my hair that I had spent an hour on, and pulled my head back forcefully. Lucius leaned his own head next to my ear so his words, though whispered, were blatant and reverberated in my head.
"Perhaps this is what you were looking for."
I shivered uncontrollably at his words. Lucius Malfoy let my hair go and thrust my body forward firmly, causing me to bend and grip my hands on the soft sofa to stop from falling forward anymore. One of his hands, with his long thin fingers, traced down the skin of my back softly. Then when he got low enough his arm wrapped around my waist tightly.
Somewhere in the short time he had been behind me, Mr. Malfoy had take off his trousers. I could feel the tip of his stiffness pressing against my lower lips. Before I had time to prepare for the entry, Mr. Malfoy had roughly driven his cock into me. My hands dug into the velvet couch before me as I cried out in dulcet pain. Lucius didn't seem to regard my howl as he took no pause and immediately began to buck into my wet and quivering sex fiercely.
It didn't take long for the sudden pain to subside and be overtaken by complete bliss. His shaft was much bigger then Draco's. Longer and thicker. But it felt great thrusting into me, feeling filled up entirely. Lucius' body was pressed against mine as his arm was wrapped around my waist, holding me into him. His skin was warm and soft. Like the velvet of the sofa my hands were still holding tightly too. I groaned out loudly as his assault on me proceeded. His thick cock stretching my inner-walls.
Lucius grabbed a fist full of my hair again and pulled my head back, almost ripping my hair out. He brought his face close to my ear and I heard his deep grunts that formed with each thrust into me.
"This is what you wanted," he groaned in my ear, "isn't it?"
My eyes were closed, and felt as though they had rolled back in my head. I was in the most pleasurable ecstasy that I wasn't sure I could form coherent thoughts.
"All this time you just wanted me to fuck you."
I just listened to him speak to me, relishing in his silky voice as he consumed my body, pulling long and heated sighs from deep within.
"Answer me," he growled and tugged on the hair he still held.
"Yes," I gasped, when he pulled on me.
Mr. Malfoy's hand around my waist snaked down between my legs. His fingers pushed apart my slick folds and found my clit. One, long finger, flicked over the hood and pushed down, causing a jolt of electric delight to pulse through me.
"Tell me," he spoke to me again, never breaking his adamant thrusts into me, "tell me how you wanted me to fuck you." He pressed down hard against my clit again, sending a wave of pain that made my knees begin to feel as if they'd give away soon.
"I-I wanted you to fuck me," I cried out, my body racking with fervor.
He let up on my hair a bit but never faulted with his persistent and forceful thrusts. My body was pressing against him and the sofa with his hand in between, still working exquisitely on my nub.
"Tell me you want me," he commanded, "How much you want me to take you...like my son could never do."
Somehow, the mention of Draco only furthered the immense erotic feeling I was getting. Having sex with my boyfriends father, while a party with a hundred people took place just down stairs, was the most arousing thing that I could ever have imagined. I bucked my hips back to meet Mr. Malfoy's own rocking and wrapped one of my arms behind me, grabbing on to him, trying to push him closer and deeper.
"I want you to fuck me," I screamed, "Oh gods Mr. Malfoy! Harder!"
Saying his name in respect only increased his own excitement. I didn't think it possible but he did pick up his pace and force. My knees, and whole body, were beginning to feel weak from the savage lashing I was receiving. I wanted so bad to come, but I also didn't want it to end. But Lucius' pounding was like torture and he had me begging for release, without telling me too.
"Please," I cried out.
"Please what?" he teased.
I groaned in frustration and threw my head back further. "please, sir, I want to come."
Lucius let go of my hair finally and found his way to my left breast. He tugged and pinched the nipple harshly while his other hand pushed down against my clit one last time. In one extraordinary burst I orgasmed. My whole body convulsed in climax as I screech out one last time. Lucius came inside me and I felt the warmth of his seed. But as I was still glowing and savoring the sensation of my climax, Mr Malfoy pulled out of me and stepped back. The result, because of the state of my body, was that my legs gave way and I fell down before the sofa I had been holding onto.
My hair was covering my face, stuck to my body from the sweat I had produced, but threw the black strands I could see the Lucius was pulling his trousers back on. I brushed the hair away to watch him walk over to a mirror on the wall. Mr. Malfoy straightened his tie out and carefully fixed his hair. I was still trying to catch my breath when he walked over to me.
"You should get dressed," he said as he looked down at me. "Draco will be missing you.
A smirked traced his lips while he looked down at my worn and naked body. Then, without another word, he walked over to the door and left, gently closing it behind him.
"I lay on the floor, in some sort of state of shock at what had just happened. The effects of my orgasm had worn off and now I was feeling a bit of the guilt and embarrassment I had felt before. I quickly gathered my hair, throwing it back up as best I could, and slipped into my dress again. I really didn't want to go down to the party, where he would be, but I knew that I could leave without seeing Draco. So I walked to his room and decided to wait for him there. I curled up on his soft bed and stared out the high window, thinking.
I just had sex with Mr. Malfoy, Draco's father. And as much I was felt guilty for it, I had enjoyed it a hundred times more. 'This is what you wanted, Pansy' I heard my self say, and knew it was true.
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