Recap of Chapter 28

Hermione swallowed her irritation, there was nothing to be done on the matter. 'Oh, I nearly forgot Professor, you'll be hearing from Harry. He's coming to visit tomorrow night,' she informed Minerva.

'Yes, he's already been in touch. I don't think the floo her has seen so much coming and going in years,' she said dryly. 'You should hurry along now, it's nearly time for dinner.'

The three recognised a dismissal when they heard one and left to drop their bags off in their rooms before going to the Great Hall.

A/N: barely any shout-outs for this chapter because I'm writing it just a couple of hours after the last one (this is what happens when I can't sleep!); however, a few of you have been quick enough to review straight away – Rissa 1986, Dutchess of the Depraved, kimbclar and BritishTonyDinozzo. Thanks so much for taking the time to leave feedback my lovelies, I really do appreciate it. Lucissa lemon coming up, absolutely zero plot.

Chapter 29

Meanwhile at the Manor….

'Lucius, I'd like a cocktail before dinner,' Narcissa spoke, not looking up from her book. He immediately put his own book down, not bothering to mark his place, such was his enthusiasm. Cocktails before dinner was code for hanky panky in the library, complete with the aforementioned alcohol, naturally.

'But of course my dear,' he extended his hand to help Narcissa to her feet then escorted her from the drawing room. 'What can I get for you?'

'A large gimlet, no ice,' she said, deliberately dispensing with the niceties such as please or thank you. She was in the mood to assert her authority this evening. Lucius noticed and felt an accompanying frisson in his trousers.

'Excellent choice, I think I'll join you,' he murmured as he added lime syrup to the gin and mixed it for her before handing over the glass.

'Oh no pet, I didn't say you could have one now did I?' She said archly, sipping her drink. Lucius practically panted; despite their customary Sunday morning lie in he was more than ready to play again and knelt down in front of her.

Narcissa stroked her elegant neck and let her fingers drift down to her collarbone. 'Tell me what you see, boy,' she instructed.

Lucius hesitated, 'your beautiful skin, my queen. May I kiss it?'

'No, you have been a bad boy. What you see is nothing, there is no jewellery adorning your queen's neck,' she said crossly. 'I'm missing a pearl necklace. Undress me and then yourself. I want to inspect your cock first,' she instructed. Lucius hastened to comply and she hummed in approval. 'Already hard for me, what a good boy,' Narcissa purred.

She took a semi-reclining position on the chaise longue. 'You may straddle me and if you're a very good boy I'll reward you by riding you later,' Narcissa cooed. Lucius grasped himself firmly and began to stroke himself as she sipped her drink and watched with a disinterested eye. She tilted her a head a little to give him a better view of the area that required ornamentation. 'You will order me new jewels tomorrow boy, diamonds,' she commanded, successfully masking her enjoyment at his eager nod.

'Yes Mistress, anything you desire,' he rasped.

'As your prize I shall dress for dinner wearing only diamonds and my red stilettos, the ones you like,' she watched his eyes light up and his hand quicken its pace. 'Now do hurry up pet, you have more important things to do, like making me come,' she said crisply. Lucius moaned and came right there, he couldn't help his arousal at her ice queen persona. Narcissa didn't bring this side of herself out to play very often, but gods when she did... she drove him wild.

She looked at him expectantly. 'Thank you Mistress,' he panted, his breathing not yet back to normal. Narcissa arched her back seductively.

'Good boy. Now rub your cream into these titties, they require attention. Don't be gentle.' He obeyed without hesitation, he adored his wife's beautiful body and her tits really were something else. He rubbed her nipples, which were already stiff from feeling the air on her bare skin, then began to tug them firmly. She gave a gratifying moan and bucked her hips. 'More,' she breathed. He knew what she wanted and began to lightly slap the full mounds, causing her to throw her head back and moan louder. Neither of them noticed her glass drop to the floor.

'Take me to the fire and lie down on the rug,' Narcissa instructed him. Lucius rose then picked her up in his arms, cradling her as if she were the finest porcelain and walked over to the soft rug in front of the flames. He gently set her on her feet then lay down, awaiting further direction. Narcissa regarded him, wondering how far to push his limits. She decided to test him further than ever before, he was responding so beautifully after all, and she felt almost dizzy with sexual power.

She pointedly looked at his flaccid member. 'And just how do you expect to satisfy me with that?' She sneered.

His eyes widened for a second then he collected himself enough to respond. 'Please Mistress, sit on my face and let me show you how much pleasure I can give you,' Lucius begged.

Narcissa made a show of considering his words before nodding in assent. 'Alright boy, but you better make me scream or I shall have to punish you,' she said seriously. He gulped, this was new. He wasn't quite sure if the tightening in his abdomen was arousal or fear, possibly both.

'Punish me, Mistress?' He repeated, his voice betraying his uncertainty. It was one thing for him to spank her but he really didn't think he wanted to reverse that particular role, he was a Malfoy and Malfoys did not take spankings.

'Yes. If you fail to meet my expectations you shall not be permitted to come for one week. Seven full days of eating my pussy, fingering me and fucking me, but without being allowed to orgasm,' Narcissa said severely. Merlin, he'd never seen his wife look so sexy as she did right then, standing in the firelight, radiating authority and the slight sheen of his dried semen covering her tits. Justalittle more recovery time and then I'm going to fuck her into oblivion, he promised himself.

'I understand Mistress, I'm going to make you climax so hard that you'll see stars and scream my name,' he promised earnestly. She allowed him a small smile, hiding her glee at his eagerness to please her, then elegantly lowered herself down with her legs on either side of his head. With a wave of her hand she drew an armchair closer; she knew from experience that her husband's oral skills could make her collapse and she would need something to lean on.

Lucius rose to the occasion, with his tongue if nothing else, and began to lick her folds. Gods, but she smelt divine, he inhaled her musky scent like a dying man. Narcissa readjusted herself, widening her legs to give him better access. He obligingly dove deeper, using first the flat of his tongue to ease her into the sensations and then pointing it so that the stiff tip could be angled more precisely. He switched between circling her clit and jabbing in and out of her entrance as far as he could reach, giving long licks as he moved between the two. He would never tire of her taste. She began to grind down on his face, angling herself so that his nose stimulated her special pearl. She could care less about his need for oxygen at that moment, her needs were paramount. Knowing she was close he reached his hands up and roughly pulled her nipples, causing her to scream his name at the top of her lungs as she came fast and hard all over his face.

'Fuck. Fuck. Well done, pet. Very good boy,' she gasped as she fell forward onto the armchair. With some careful manoeuvring Lucius moved her onto her back and positioned himself between her legs.

'Please Mistress,' he all but whimpered. He was going to die if he couldn't busy himself in that sweet little pussy. She gave him a satiated smile and moved her head slightly in assent, before she had finished Lucius forcefully thrust into her centre, stretching her delicate tissues.

'Oh yes, my big boy. Fuck my royal cunt hard with that huge cock of yours,' she breathed in his ear. She knew exactly how to flatter his ego and to be honest, she wasn't exaggerating, he really did have the most fantastic dick, long and deliciously thick. Lucius bit the inside of his cheek to stop himself from shooting his load right there. His gorgeous wife really was breaking new ground tonight! He got so turned on whenever she talked dirty, that prissy little mouth never swore at any other time, only when he was inside her. 'Aren't you lucky to be allowed to fuck your queen? I'm expecting a lot of cream from you, I want it dripping it out of me and then you're going to clean me up,' she panted, her breathing growing frantic as her climax started to build.

Lucius shifted and pulled her legs over his shoulders to bury himself deeper inside his wife's pussy, she was soaking wet and each thrust created an erotic squelching sound. 'Yes my lady, I'm honoured to be permitted inside your royal cunt. You're so fucking wet and tight, feels so good,' he became incoherent as he neared his peak and then her cries mixed with his shouts as they were transported over the edge into bliss.

Narcissa's last thought before she drifted off to sleep in her husband's arms, both too spent to move from the floor, was that she could get used to be being a queen.