For the Pairing Diversity Boot Camp Challenge

Pairing: Narcissa/Rodolphus

Prompt: There's nothing like a good dose of another man to make a woman appreciate her husband.

Warning: infidelity, light smut but nothing graphic, typical Black family values


The party at Malfoy Manor was in full swing and Narcissa was beginning to feel claustrophobic. All women in any respectable, pureblooded family were expected to host social gatherings and it was considered an important responsibility, but Narcissa was never one to enjoy them. It took too much energy to pretend to care about anything her guests had to say and after two hours of chatting and faking smiles, her jaw was beginning to hurt. She looked about and upon seeing Lucius talking with a couple of Ministry officials about business, she did her best to casually slip up a set of stairs without anyone noticing. Unfortunately, she did not succeed.

As she passed a spare bedroom, a hand reached out and grabbed her arm pulling her inside it. She grunted as she was forcefully pressed against the wall, causing a picture frame to crash loudly to the floor. "Rod…" she breathed and put her hands on his shoulders but she was no match for Rodolphus. He took hold of her wrists and held them above her head, ensuring that her escape was impossible. "Rod," she hissed. "Stop! Someone will have heard that and we'll be caught."

He leaned down and latched his teeth onto her neck, doing his best to leave a mark that she'd have to cover up later. She bit back a moan and wiggled against him but the firm grip on her wrists became too painful and she was forced to submit. Rodolphus placed a trail of kisses along her jaw and then pressed his forehead to hers. "Come on, love. You and I both know you hate these parties. What's the harm in… relaxing?"

She glared at him. "What's the harm? My husband is right downstairs along with at least fifty other people of respectable social standing who would just love to catch me in the act with my brother-in-law and…"

He cut her off by pressing his mouth to hers, kissing her fiercely. He sucked her bottom lip between his teeth, causing her to whimper involuntarily. "You talk too much. Your husband is busy and I promise to be quiet. I can't make any promises that I won't make you scream though." He smiled smugly at her, which did nothing to improve her mood. That man had such nerve! "Think of it this way," he continued, while he somehow managed to restrain both her arms with one hand and began feeling her up with the other. "There's nothing like a good dose of another man to make a woman appreciate her husband."

Narcissa arched her brows in response. "Oh, really? I'm pretty certain Bellatrix got a good dose of another man and realized what she was missing. Where is she anyway?"

Immediately Rodolphus ceased groping her breast and brought his hand up to close around her throat, not tight enough to hurt, but enough to show her that he could if he wanted to. Instead of intimidating her, however, it was her turn to be smug at the knowledge that she'd hit a nerve. "As I said, you talk too much. I'll make you pay for that," he said through gritted teeth.

"I should hope so, but please let us move upstairs," she begged. "I don't want to have to be quiet."

He considered ignoring her and taking her then and there, but he had to acknowledge that she had a good point. He nodded his agreement and released her. She rubbed her wrists and smoothed out her clothes so that she once again looked presentable. "Meet me upstairs in five minutes," she directed. Then with a sultry smile at him over her shoulder, she exited the room.

He watched her go, admiring her curves. Lucius was such a lucky bastard.