Dangerously Attracted: Chapter Two
Summary: She's just turned up at his house, from the middle of nowhere. He, Lucius, doesn't know her name, where she's from, anything about her. All he knows is that she's the one from his dream. Does their relationship progress? And what does Draco have to do with her? ((LM—OC))
Disclaimer: See Previous Chapter.
Warnings: OOC, sexual references.
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Shane wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "I won't let them find me."
Lucius looked back into her eyes, making Shane freeze temporarily.
How could anyone have eyes so transfixing?
Shane leant forward again and quickly pecked his lips. "This is weird for you too?"
"You have no idea."
Chapter Two: Almost Caught
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Shane fell backwards onto the mountain of pillows behind her, sighing as she body relaxed against the softness underneath her. And this was supposed to be her bed? She couldn't believe it.
She looked up at Lucius, grinning toothily. "I can't believe how beautiful this place is," she mumbled to him.
Lucius smiled, but he seemed edgy about something.
Shane sat up, looking at him, concerned. She took his hand in one of her own, caressing it with the other in a soothing motion.
"What's wrong?" she asked softly.
"I… I have to get back to the main house," he told her.
Shane smiled lop-sidedly, wasn't he just the sweetest guy?
"Oh, okay," she said, trying to hide her grin.
Lucius' forehead wrinkled slightly, he was worried about leaving her alone.
"I can stay if you need me, it's just..." he looked out the window and towards the house.
"Its fine," Shane said, standing up. "I'm a big girl."
"Do… Do you need anything?" Lucius asked, looking back at her.
"Food would be nice," she admitted, placing a hand over her midriff.
"I'll bring some soon," he told her, gazing at her a few second longer before turning and walking from the room. She heard a popping noise, which told her he had apparated back to the main house.
Sitting back down on the black-quilted bed, Shane pondered what she could until Lucius' return. Finally deciding to catch up on her reading, took her latest read from her bag, lying down on her stomach and commenced reading.
Lucius return, soon, as he had promised, carrying a large meal on an even large tray. Ushering Shane into the dining room, he seated her in front of the tray, and sat opposite her.
Shane stared down at the plate of food. Neatly-carved chicken breast, baked kumara ((A/N: Maori potato from New Zealand, it's absolutely delicious)), pumpkin, seasoned-chicken gravy, honeyed-carrots, snow peas, a variety of the usual vegetables and a side of sliced bread.
Looking up at Lucius, she simply blinked.
"What's wrong?" he asked, worried he'd done something wrong.
"I… I don't think I've ever eaten a meal this big before in my life," she admitted shyly.
Lucius looked shocked, "Never?"
Shane blushed, and shook her head. "I can try to eat all of it, but…" she looked down at it again.
She managed to devour half of the meal. Lucius waved his wand over the tray, making it disappear. The grandfather clock across the room suddenly struck eight. Shane jumped slightly; sudden noise had completely shattered the silence, shocking her.
She looked over at Lucius, unsure of what do to next. The chimes from the clock ceased and Lucius looked across at her, but quickly diverted his gaze to the table.
"Um…" Shane began, breaking the second silence. "I really feel like a good soak, do you think I could…?" she said, not actually needing to finish her sentence.
"Sure," Lucius said quickly, standing. "I'll show you where the bathroom is."
Shane slowly wrapped a towel around her naked body, pushing her clothes to the corner of the room. Leaning against the side of the bath, which was large enough to comfortable sit four people at the same time, she turned the 'hot' tap, watching the water pour onto the glazed ceramics.
There was a click behind her and the bathroom door swung open. Shane quickly swung around, her hand snatching up the wand next to the bath.
Pointing it at the door, her breath held, she waited for the intruder to enter.
Lucius' eyes widened as they lay on the wand in her hand.
"Er, I'm not going to attack," he said nervously.
Shane blushed, "Sorry, just a precaution."
"Why? I'm not going to hurt you."
"Not you," she said, putting her wand down and turning on the 'cold' tap.
"Who then?" Lucius asked, walking into the room and handing her one of his old shirt for her to sleep in; her clothes were in the process of being washed as she hadn't exactly had much of time to clean during her traveling.
"Never mind," Shane said, turning back to the water. "It's my problem, not yours."
"Your problems are mine," Lucius said, gently placing a hand on her shoulder.
Shane pulled from his touch, "No!" she said, a little too fast and a lot louder than she had meant to. Lucius looked confused, and almost a little hurt. "I mean…" she began, trying to think of an explanation which didn't seem like she was lying. "It's just…" This wasn't working so far. "Look, I can't tell you, I'm sorry."
"Why?" Lucius asked, moving closer to her.
That was the question she'd been afraid he would ask.
"I can't tell you that either," she lied. She could tell him, she just didn't want to, which was going to become a bigger problem, she could tell.
The next morning, Lucius brought her enough food for the entire day, kissed her goodbye and promised to see her that night. Shane had a feeling that he was going to work, although she wasn't actually even sure what he did, which wasn't that odd, considering the circumstances.
She didn't see him for the rest of the day, as he had promised her. Basically, she spent most of the time cleaning the summer house. She knew Lucius had house-elves, but she couldn't think of any other thing to do. Plus, it was a force of habit; she used to clean for her father, before…
So she would clean, sleep and exercise, until Lucius would return. When he would see her they mainly talked, Shane knew Lucius was trying to get her to talk to her about what she had come to know as 'the forbidden topic.' She never mentioned it, only he did. He would slyly try to trick her and bring it up when she least expected it, making her be on her guard. Nothing in their actual relationship happened, until a week later.
Shane lay down on the soft fabric of her black-covered four-poster; she pulled her rich, scarlet curls into a messy bun and tugged Lucius' over-sized t-shirt over her waist, hiding the top of her creamy thighs.
Sighing deeply, she rested her head against a pillow and gazed out the
window towards the quarter-moon and clusters of stars.
A popping sound, near the entrance to the room, signaled Lucius' entrance. Shane continued to gaze out the large window, ignoring the man's arrival.
Lucius slowly walked to the bed, and lay down next to her, placing a hand onto her waist.
"'Evening, princess," he whispered in her ear.
Shane turned over to face him, unaware that he was actually so close to her body. Her eyes traveled up to look into his own, and she discovered the longing in his eyes. Was this the sign she had been waiting for? Was he ready? Did this mean he wanted her, just like she wanted him?
"How was your day?" she asked, propping her head on her hand.
Lucius ran a hand through his hair, sighing, "Even more tiring than home life, if you can believe that?"
Shane moved back from him slightly. "Tiring, am I?" she shot acidly.
"I didn't mean it that way," Lucius apologized quickly. "You know what I meant."
"Do I now?" she asked tartly, sitting up on the bed.
Lucius sighed, his body slumping wearily. "Shane, please don't be like this now."
Shane pulled her legs close to her chest, hugging them. "You know, if I'm too tiring for you, I can just leave."
"No, you can't go," Lucius said suddenly, sitting up next to her.
"Why not?" Shane asked, staring him in the eye. "You're married; I'm breaking up your family, even if they don't know it. You don't love me, I don't even know if I love you. We're just… we're in the wrong, Lucius."
"How do you know I don't love you?" Lucius asked, moving closer to her, placing an arm around her waist.
"Lucius, don't be stupid, I know you don't l…"
Shane's words were cut off when Lucius leant forward and pressed his lips against hers, moving his other hand over her bared thigh. Shane pressed her body towards his instinctively, her lips melting into the kiss. Unable to stop herself she allowed Lucius to lay her gently back down on the bed and to lower his body over her.
Lucius pressed his lips against her again, moving his body against hers. Shane reacted to his touch by moving her hands along his over robe, pulling it off his shoulders so it fell onto the edge of the bed. Lucius ran his hands along her legs and began to travel underneath his shirt, which covered Shane's body.
Shane figured that Lucius had been doing muggle-business today, as he was wearing muggle-trousers and a muggle-work shirt. She unbuckled his silver-buckled belt and pulled the ends of his white shirt from the confines of his black trousers, her hands rubbing his back slowly.
Lucius had begun to unbutton Shane's shirt when Shane suddenly stopped him. "Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked him, all seriousness.
Lucius finally unbuttoned the last button and looked into her eyes, looking as serious as she had ever seen him.
"Would I be doing this if I wasn't?"
Shane pressed her arms around his neck, and pulled him closer to her.
"Are you not ready?" he asked, becoming worried of the true meaning of her sudden question.
Shane smiled at his kindness, wondering how people had gotten him so wrong.
"I'm as ready as I'll ever be," she admitted to him, as she pulled him slightly closer.
Lucius' mouth pressed against her as a popping noise sounded near the entrance of summer house. Lucius lifted his head and Shane's hand snatched up her wand from the bedside table next to her. She looked directly at Lucius.
"What the hell was that?" she whispered.
Lucius' eyes were widening with every small thump which sounded through the house like a slowly beating drum.
"Father!"
The word echoed through the house and Lucius' eyes widened further.
"Shit," Lucius snapped, hurriedly getting off the bed and re-dressing and rushing from the room to divert his son.
Ooooo… Draco was so close; do you think he should catch them? Isn't Lucius just such a bad boy.
Anyway, until next chapter...