Disclaimer: Do not own. JK Rowlings. Not mine. Wish it was.
Victoria undressed slowly, now and then grinning at the memories of the night. She loved hanging out with her cousin. He made her forget everything bad... Quickly she put on a grey tank top with blue shorts and scuttled to bed. she had just got settled when she realized the door to her balcony was open. She sighed and went to close it. As she closed the latch, she felt someone grab her by the upper arms and pull her close.
"I thought about you today." Lucius whispered, his right hand slowly running through her hair. "About what kind of games we could play." He leaned over her, breathing in the scent of her hair. She stiffened, involuntarily moving away from him. He roughly pulled her closer. "You seem repulsed by me." ha stated.
"What do you expect?" she whispered, her throat dry. "After what you did to me." she winced as she heard him chuckle.
"Ah, yes. It was your first time, wasn't it?" he slowly ran his hands down her front, caressing her breasts. "Forgive me if i was rough, but you're so beautiful, I couldn't help myself." His left hand settled lovingly on her neck as his right slipped into her shorts. she yelped and tried to pull away, but his left hand tightened, constricting her breathing. "Don't move." He hissed in her ear. His finger slipped between her legs and soon was joined by a second finger. Victoria let out a shaky breath as she felt Lucius move his fingers in and out of her at a steady pace while he maintained a tight hold on her throat with his free hand. She tensed as she felt the same pressure as last time slowly building up and let out a gasp as her legs began to tremble. "Say you want me," He whispered, sucking on her earlobe.
"No...Ahhh..." she moaned, leaning against him. He was driving her harder and harder over the edge. Suddenly, he stopped and pulled his fingers from between her legs. She whimpered as the unbearable pain of unfulfilled desire made her shudder.
"Ahh...it hurts..." She cried, tears slipping down her face.
"it's called being dog-drawn." he gripped the hem of her tank top and, with a swift jerk, ripped it in two. She cried out when she heard the fabric tear. He spun her to face him and threw her to the ground. The carpet cushioned the fall a little, but there was still an unforgiving stone floor underneath. She tried to get up, but he was there pushing her down again. He straddled her, unbuttoning his pants and shrugging out of his cloak to reveal a black button-up shirt. He leaned down and trailed kisses from her neck to her right breast. He licked, nibbled and sucked it, drawing moans of pleasure from her, all the while slowly slipping off her shorts and panties. He then continued downward, his tongue trailing a path to between her legs. She gasped as she felt his tongue sink deep within her.
"Don't..." she begged, trying to close her legs. He sat up and backhanded her, hard. She tasted blood where her lip split.
"You do not tell me what to do." he snapped, forcing her knees apart and continuing where he was stopped. He devoured her, once again drawing her painfully near the edge. When she was about to burst, he worked his way up with his tongue until he pressed his hardness at her entrance. "This time, we're going to take it slow." he said, sliding his arms underneath her, propping her up and pressing her against him. Her hands clenched fistfuls of his shirt when she felt him slowly slip into her.
"Oh...L-Lucius...Ahhhh..." She rasped as he slid his entire length into her and began to move in and out at a torturous slow pace. Victoria could feel pressure building more and more with each thrust. Her legs began to quiver and she bowed her head as she moaned louder, burying her face in his neck. He growled, tightening his hold on her as he began to thrust himself harder inside her. She screamed out his name when she came, gripping Lucius in a fierce embrace. He groaned her name and released himself into her. Together, they collapsed on the floor. Lucius started to get up after a moment when Victoria winced.
"Ouch." She whimpered, feeling the raw skin on her back amplifying the pain of her bruises.
"Are you alright?" Lucius asked, turning her over.
"It's nothing." she said, blushing as she felt his cold, smooth fingers tracing the burns on her back. he laughed.
"Next time we can do it on the bed, so you won't get rug burn." he laughed quietly again and pressed his mouth to one of the bigger burns. she shivered at the pain and at the feel of his soft lips.
"Does that hurt?" he murmured into her skin.
"Yes." She breathed. he continued to gently kiss every burn on her back, nipping her now and then with his lips. She let her eyes close, concentrating on the pain and the pleasure. he traveled the length of her back, down then up, until he was nuzzling her neck, trying to find the soft skin beneath her hair.
"Do you like pain?" he asked, sucking gently on her neck. Victoria couldn't speak because her throat was dry. She shook her head vigorously as shivers ran down her spine. "I think you're lying." he whispered in a sing-song voice. he pressed himself against her, already hard again.
"W-we have t-to get up early i-in the m-morning." She rasped, trying to get up. he pushed her down again.
"Not yet." he said, shoving himself into her. She gasped and tried to move away, but he held onto her hips, moving them in perfect rhythm. She was surprised she could do it again, but she did and this one was even more intense than last time. She felt herself slipping into unconsciousness. Dimly, Victoria was aware of Lucius picking her up and setting her on the bed. he muttered some thing, but she was too exhausted to pay attention.
And this chapter ends! My inspiration for this is a lot of Bloodhound Gang, Gorillaz, and Gunther. By ze vay, Victoria's last name is pronounced "Lucky" with a french accent. As always, Review!