Lucius Malfoy knew this was wrong; it was going against everything he believed in. Yet strangely, he didn't care. He loved the way her auburn curls felt tangled in his large slender hands. His damn blood stained hands that had killed so many just like the young Witch withering beneath him, and yet, he still didn't care! She was beautiful in her ecstasy. The way his name fell from her lips drove him insane, and he had had enough sanity for one lifetime. It was high time he let himself go a bit mental.
Her nails dug into the soft flesh of his back as a sound similar to that of an animal in heat left his cultured lips. The proud Malfoy gently rolled off the girl and collapsed next to her sweat covered form, basking in the in the glow of what they had just done in the shadow of his infidelity.
Jolene's pale chest rose and fell, her breath slowly regaining its normalcy. As she came back down from her high the red head shifted her weight preparing to leave. A rough hand quickly caught her thin arm.
"Stay" One simple word, spoken sweetly yet firmly. As it reached her ears something happened, something snapped, and her emerald eyes sprung a leak. The only though on her mind was 'This is wrong'. A faint no left her freshly bitten lips as she stood and began collecting her clothes.
"No?" he repeated confused. Yes, it had been an odd request, considering normally they were on a time restraint. However, today was different. Narcissa wouldn't be around for weeks, having gone to Italy with her Mother.
"Yes, no" she repeated, her voice strictly business as she pulled her bellbottom jeans snuggly into place.
"Oh come now," Lucius began sitting up, his silver eyes taking in the porcelain skinned girl's half-dressed frame. "Jolene, love, why the sudden cold shoulder? You used to seem so down when we had to part too soon. Now it seems like you can't wait to get away from me…"
What was she supposed to say? Yes, that she couldn't stand herself when she was with him? That she couldn't stand betraying Cissy's trust? It was all true. Yet she continually repeated her offense because she couldn't seem to stay away from him, she couldn't seem to let the past just stay that way, the past.