Title: A Question of Lust
Author: Rox
Date: Dec. 8, 2001
Rating: R
Warnings: Incest!
Notes: I blame Libertine. ::points::

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His unfocused eyes slide closed only to snap open immediately. Even
in his post-coital bliss, he struggles not to fall asleep before I
do. I smile and stroke his hair, endeared by the childlike desire
to prove himself to me.

"Go to sleep, darling. I need to remove your... traces. You know
how impossible this stuff can be when dry."

The small whimper he makes as he slides his hand across the sullied
sheet makes my heart melt. "Please don't go yet. Stay here until I
fall asleep."

His words echo in my memory. Tucking him in when he was little,
smoothing the sheets over his tiny body, casting a spell of dim light
over the bed to chase away his fears... I swallow hard. "Of course,
Draco. I'll wait."

He smiles and snuggles down into the pillow. I stare down, unable to
believe that this beautiful creature belongs to me.

When his breathing has slowed and his hands unclench themselves, I
stand and move towards the door. As I turn the knob, a small voice
murmurs blearily, "You'll be back?"

"You know I can't."

"She doesn't love you half as much as I do."

"I know, dearest, but..."

He remains silent. We both know that I can't stay. What is beautiful
and sacred between us would seem sick and disgraceful to the rest of
the world.

I can't stay, but oh, so badly... I want to stay so badly...

I slip through the door and creep through the manor, hoping that the
creak of the door doesn't wake Narcissa.

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