It had been four months, neither Draco nor Blaise had achieved any progress their ends. Nor were any of them quite sure what was to happen next, but if they had known…there would be no story.
"Do not tell me whom I can, and cannot date" snapped Ivory.
"I merely looking towards your best interest, Ivorius" stated Severus.
"DON'T YOU DARE TRY THAT NICKNAME ON ME!" retorted Ivory, grabbing her cloak from the holder by the door.
"Ivory" called Severus repetitively, as she exited the apartment.
Severus heaved a heavy sigh, 'Please be safe' was all he thought – all he'd ever prayed and wished for Ivory. Her and Draco were not a specifically safe pair, he'd seen the way Lucius looked at her….'Oh god, Lucius'. Severus had completely forgotten Lucius' high likeliness of arriving home this early. He pleaded to god, that Ivory would not go to the Manor….but it seemed that for once, god hadn't listened.
Hermione looked out of the window of the Burrow, and Ron & Harry looked towards her worriedly.
"Something's wrong" stated Hermione.
A thunderbolt rang out in the sky, and Ivory continued her way in between alleys; which then she apparated and arrived in front of the Manor.
Lucius smirked inside, looking out the front window.
'Poor darling, might be drenched…she may need a bit of help out those clothes'
Lucius' eyes flicked with lust momentarily, and the then he awaited the knock at the door. To greet his, guest.
"Dibby! Fetch some fresh towels, and a hot cocoa…assure you place in some Bartley powder, within it as well" ordered Lucius, a house elf beside him.
The small house elf, ran off to do as it had been told.
Draco stood in the rain with Theo and Crabbe, when a sound was heard behind them.
"What's that" said Crabbe searching both directions.
"Snape" stated Draco.
Severus looked slightly beaten, and had fallen to the ground.
"Call someone, hurry the bloody hell up" demanded Draco, and Theodore took off with Crabbe towards a village.
"Uncle Sev?" called Draco trying to keep Severus to stay awake. "Helps coming, I promise" he assured.
Lucius allowed Ivory to enter his home moments before, and she had a towel draped well around her. Dibby had yet to bring her the cocoa, while waiting Ivory had begun talking about her problems she'd been having with Severus…and Draco, his son. He could not be more disinterested in a topic, however, his time would come – and when it did, there would be no one to stop him.
Dibby then arrived with the cocoa for Ivory, and Lucius noticed the dissolving flakes of the Bartley powder floating around creating bubbles on the surface.
"Sometimes I believe Severus chooses not to understand, my dear" stated Lucius standing from his seat, and moving beside her on the couch.
"Tell me, do you fear me" questioned Lucius.
"No, not at all…if I feared you, we would not socialize with one another" Ivory answered.
Narcissa lived with Bellatrix now, since she'd once caught him cheating on her. Shame, he'd gone several years with the same woman before Narcissa intervened.
"I've never been interested in socializing, I've always found words are better expressed through a physical approach" stated Lucius, admiring Ivory's body.
Ivory jumped from the couch, and hurried away from Lucius. However, as the Bartley laced drink took effect, she collapsed momentarily. Incapable of movement, and Lucius crouched down beside her.
"Now, my darling…did you not believe I would not have had something planned, if you were to resist" whispered Lucius, into her ear.
He easily picked her up, and brought her to the master bedroom. Then after maneuvering her onto the bed, he removed both of their clothing. Feeling her, nibbling on her, biting her, and even kissing her.
"You should have known what my intentions were, Ivorius" Lucius whispered, then nibbling on her earlobe.
Her body was responding sickeningly to his touch, and she didn't have the strength to move away.
"Bartley powder, lessens the ability of movement, but increases a woman's sensitivity" Lucius stated.
After Lucius had said that, Ivory shut her eyes tightly attempting to block out the way Lucius was touching her, and where – oh god, where.
"Please stop" she begged, saying this more than once.
Lucius ignored her. Though once he'd slid himself inside her, he allowed her body to adjust to him. Then he began to move within her, moans escaped Ivory's lips unexpectedly, and Ivory was horrified by the loss of control.
"Listen to yourself, moaning like a little bitch" hissed Lucius.
Tears began to escape her eyes, as he continued.
"If this was not what you wanted, then why allow yourself to react this way? Were you always this attracted to being fucked mercilessly, by me? Hmm" stated Lucius, and Ivory could tell he was smirking at her.
"Please" Ivory begged.
Lucius merely stroked her cheek, and kissed her lips; while continuing his thrusts.
"I'm your goddaughter" Ivory cried out, keeping her eyes closed.
"And a very obedient one, at that" Lucius praised, kissing her neck.
More tears escaped her eyes, but Lucius only chuckled. However, moments later Ivory felt a low sensation to cry out in ectasy, at Lucius' movements within her.
"There is no use resisting your need to orgasm, love…you will eventually" stated Lucius.
Her breath was hitching, but Ivory continued to resist. Lucius then thrust harder for some encouragement, and Ivory gasped.
"Stop" Ivory moaned.
"Say my name, you dirty little whore" hissed Lucius.
Ivory continued to resist, as salty tears fell from her closed eyes. However, Lucius increased pace, trying to force her over the edge. Her body was calling her name to release, and say Lucius' name while doing so. Though Ivory would not allow it to happen.
"My dear, you leave me with no choice" stated Lucius, glancing to the side of the bed where a nightstand was.
"No…please" pleaded Ivory, catching sight of a wooden object beside the bed.
"Say my name" whispered Lucius into her ear, as she began to allow the sensation to fill her.
"Lu-" Ivory bit her lips inward, not wishing to say it.
The sensation began to dim down, but Lucius kissed her neck…even biting into it, her eyes snapped open. Which Lucius looked down at her, with a lust filled glint in his eyes.
"Say it" hissed Lucius, the sensation slowly began to climb through her.
She shook her head no.
"Don't resist me darling, I can punish you in more ways than torture" purred Lucius pushing himself further within her.
Ivory could feel her insides squirming, for her to allow herself to orgasm, but she refused. Lucius pushed further inward, 'god he hadn't been fully in' she couldn't help; but think.
"No darling, and if you do not give me what I want…my cock will force you over" stated Lucius.
"Please, don't do this" Ivory begged.
"Say my name" growled Lucius, pulling out slowly.
Ivory looked down below, now noticing how large Lucius actually was.
"Say it, and I will not hurt you" promised Lucius.
Though reluctant, she shook her head no.
"No, O would have thought you'd be more willing" stated Lucius.
He forced himself all the way within her, and she gasped. Slowly working her to her orgasm once more, which he then quickened his pace (something her body hadn't been prepared for). Only seconds later, her orgasm ripped through her, calling out Lucius' name. While her body tightened around him, milking him, Lucius smirked down at her.
"Such a good girl" Lucius whispered, kissing her lips one last time.
Then pulling himself out, allowing the sound of a sickening pop to fill her ears for what seemed like forever; but in reality, had only been no more than a second. She pulled herself out of the bed by the nightstand, and Lucius gathered his things. She pulled her legs closely to her chest, and looked towards Lucius in horror. He tossed her his cloak, and she wrapped it around herself. Her clothing was torn from when Lucius had been trying to remove it from her body earlier, she'd used a charm to prevent their removal.
She covered her body with the cloak in a hurry, and Lucius smirked towards her.
"I trusted you" stated Ivory.
He shook his head towards her.
"A shame really, it takes years to build trust, but mere seconds to destroy it…or an hour" Lucius retorted.
Ivory shook her head, and tears came to her eyes once more.
"Snape is at St. Mungos, I'm sure he'll be glad to see you" stated Lucius, organizing himself in the mirror.
"What did you do to him" Ivory stated.
"You needn't worry, it seems Atonin never had seemed to like him…you should be glad, that I'm not him – you'd have greater scars on you if I had been" responded Lucius.
Ivory glared at him, but was still question filled.
"I mean that he would have done you without the Bartley, causing you much more pain, love. Be glad I hadn't placed myself fully inside of you" Lucius said.
She attempted to stand, and Lucius smirked when he found her having to support herself with the nightstand.
"I fuck you too hard, love?" growled Lucius.
Ivory's eyes narrowed towards Lucius, but he smirked in reply.
"You do look sexy when you are angry" assured Lucius. "Tell me, how it felt to have all self control ripped away from you…and then being ravished by someone you'd trusted" he questioned.
Tears fell from her eyes, and she turned away from Lucius. She heard Lucius approach her from behind, and a hand was felt brushing over her arse.
"Please, no – god, no" sobbed Ivory.
Lucius' lips came beside her ear, and she could hear his breathing.
"Now do you fear me" questioned Lucius, then moving away from her, and she collapsed once again to the ground sobbing.
Lucius turned, and left the room. She heard it lock, and she continued to sob.
