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The Grindelwald Legacy	By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 7559 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I own nothing but this sordid little tale. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not making any money by writing it. I must be insane.

The Grindelwald Legacy

A/N: Great reviews, and more lemons for you lovely readers for a very long weekend.

ccino

Chapter 65

She was whimpering by the time she was dried and instead of dressing, she grabbed and put on her dressing gown without bothering to fasten it, the soft fleece torturing her flesh as she hurried down to find him.
Severus had just laid the table with tea and sandwiches when he heard her thunderous steps on the landing and stairs. Concerned something was amiss, he forgot his inner turmoil and hastened to the living room. When he saw what she was wearing, or wasn�t wearing, he swallowed hard. �Miss Grindelw� �
Lucy opened her gown and shrugged it off, silencing him mid sentence. �Again.� She pleaded, unable to help the sudden lust that once more took control of her. Now she had found her mate, and he in turn had accepted her, the legacy dictated the couple should copulate frequently over the next twenty-four hours, confirming their connection, otherwise Lucy would revert to her pre coital state of taking any male willing to interact with her until Severus once again made intimate contact with her.
Of course neither of them knew this, all Lucy knew was a burning desire to have Severus take her again.
Severus in turn was at a loss with how to handle her. �Miss Grindelwald.� he croaked. �You cannot expect me to� not again. At least not yet. I� Merlin.� He breathed, backing up when he noticed the feral gleam back in her eyes. It was too soon, he would not be able to perform again so soon after�
Her fingers were flying over the buttons of his jacket, riving any that would not immediately open.
He grabbed her wrists. �STOP.� He shouted stepping back again, shocked, panting as she pressed against him, demanding contact, needy with desire.

�You have to stop.� He told her desperately. �We both need to eat and take fluids otherwise I� we� it will not happen unless� �

Lucy�s eyes smouldered, refusing to be denied. He gulped and was about to draw his wand to restrain her when his clothes started unfastening themselves, pulling from his frame as his fingers were forced to release their grip on her wrists.

Within a very short time Severus found himself naked, and as hard as he was when they first arrived.
�Merlin.� He groaned again, turning the struggling witch and marching her through to the living room again. Seeing the carpet burns on her back, his eyes washed over the various pieces of furniture, knowing damn well they would never make it up the stairs to her bedroom. He pressed her onto the armchair on her knees.
Lucy spread her legs as far as the chair arms would allow, arching her back, raising her rear in invitation while his questing fingers parted her cheeks, probing between her folds and finding her wet. �Please Severus, do it, I need you.�

Without preamble he sank his length home, submerged in a cavern of soft heat , a velvet lined tunnel surrounding his shaft. He pressed his abdomen against the soft fleshy mounds of her bum, squeezing them with his fingers, grinding against them, slack jawed, his eyes rolling back with gratification.

When she wiggled and pushed back he lost all constraint, taking hold of her hips, drawing back and slamming into her, this new position allowing him to delve deeper than previously possible.
When Lucy screamed her pleasure, Severus stilled, fearing he had been too brutal and had hurt her badly. He started to pull out. �I�m sorry, I should never have� �

�Nooo.� Lucy wailed, reaching behind and grabbing the only part of him she could reach, his thigh. She dug her fingers into his flesh. �Do that again please. I like it, I want you to keep doing it like that.� She said, taking him by surprise yet again.
It had not taken him long to figure she enjoyed being subjugated, but he truly had not meant to be quite so fierce with his attentions. But it appeared she was not averse to this more harsher treatment. Severus found that witches willing to endure his rare displays of ferocious, sadistic, almost animalistic approach to intercourse were far and few between. The few that did allow it avoided him afterwards, saying he was simply too much for them. As such he tended to hold back whenever he did bother to engage a witch, saving his merciless side for the odd occasion the Dark Lord employed his services to punish one of his female Death Eaters. As far as Severus was concerned they had it coming to them. There were not many witches in the Dark Lords service, but the few that were were more fierce and cruel them many of the wizards. �Miss Grindelwald, I do not think you would be able to endure what you are asking of me. I will do my best to satisfy you, but do not ask me to take you that way again.�
�Stop calling me Miss Grindelwald. It�s Lucy, my names Lucy. At least call me by my first time while you�re fucking me.� She wailed, still digging her fingers into his thigh.
Angry at her language and her attempt to force him into losing control, he brought a palm down on her rump, throbbing inside her when his hand made contact.
Though she wasn�t expecting it, again she found the pain erotic, exciting. She wanted more and she was damned if he wasn�t going to give it to her. �Fuck me Severus. Stop fannying about and fuck me.� She demanded, hoping her curses would compel him to spank her again, or better still, start laying it to her like he started to do. Later she would be shocked at herself for daring to talk to him this way, for making such demands, but right now her desires dictated her needs, causing her to act in a way far more aggressive then she normally would.
Severus of course was as far from conversant with the extant the legacy controlled how she acted as Lucy herself. All he heard was her foul tongue and self-centred belligerence, two things that rankled him greatly, clouding his judgment and stoking his anger. Without another word he slammed into her again, withdrew, spanked her, and slammed again.

Each lunge drove breath from her lungs, caused an ache in her belly, stung her backside and thighs as he pounded her with all his might.

Severus lost himself, lost his control, his ethics, almost his humanity, his mind centred only on bursting through her last bit of resistance, watching his shaft appear and disappear as he submerged it�s length as deeply and vigorously as possible into the more than needy cleft.
Lucy clung to the chair for all she was worth, welcoming his ardour with hoarse cries and hitching moans. When the armchair toppled with the force of his crazed enthusiasm, she keened loudly when the impetus of their landing served to drive his cock so deep inside her she though for a moment it was lodged in her womb.
Startled only momentarily when they crashed to the floor, Severus felt something shift and encompass the head of his cock deep inside the witch, then she begged him not to stop and he was again too absorbed in repeating that sensation. He spread his legs, widening hers further and leaned over her, tucking his arms under hers to grip her shoulders. His hips snapped forward sharply, pulled back, snapped forward again, Lucy wailing beneath him as he sped up, his rigid muscle striking her cervix unfogivingly with every penetration.
�Is this what you want? What you need?� He growled in her ear, not ceasing the brutal onslaught of her body.
�Ye-e-es.� She answered, his rapid, violent thrusts breaking the simple word into a high pitched stutter.

The harsher he took her, the more she wanted. Lucy felt her climax build, and Severus� command of her, the way he locked her down, invaded her so completely, caused her climax to develop so fast, so tremendously concentrated she screamed silently, lost in a world of soaring sensations and shuddering fulfilment.
Severus was enjoying himself too much to stop and allow her to relish her orgasm, the sheer rarity of having someone so wholeheartedly enthusiastic about his occasional sadistic carnal tendencies making him want to last longer, to make the most of this willing young witch. But his own ruthless, manic thrusts were his downfall, by giving her exactly what she needed, making her come so fiercely, her muscles clamped down on his shaft, rippling and vibrating over it�s length, slowing his movements, constricting his progress and bringing about his own fall over that high precipice, sending him tumbling down the sheer rocky face of ecstatic rapture.

�Fuck.� he panted, slumping on top of her, too worn-out to be angry that she made him come. He was depleted, empty, and completely satisfied.
Lucy, flattened to the floor by the wizard, lay helpless and sore, but more than satisfied. Never had she been taken so brutally, and under no circumstances had she imagined she would enjoy being forced to surrender so completely and gain so much pleasure from it. Her only problem now was she couldn�t breath, the weight of the wizard on top once more restricting her ability to draw oxygen into her lungs. �Breathe.� She gasped weakly.
He voice was so quiet Severus could not make out what she said, but he opened his eyes and noticed she was struggling to breathe so moved off her. That was when it hit exactly what he�d done, how he�d allowed her to goad him into taking her at his most violent. �Miss Grindelwald. Are you alright?� He panted, reaching out to help her turn, needing to see her face, to know he had not broken her so badly she would never again allow another man near her.
�No I�m not you oaf. You still keep calling me Miss Grindelwald.�
TBC
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