Warning: This chapter is NSFW.

Chapter 53. Practice

Astrid slipped Everly into her cot bed, the toddler sleeping soundly after her supper.

"Where did Severus get to?" She asked Lucius over her shoulder as she caressed the cheek of her sweet child before withdrawing her delicate hand. "You didn't kill him, did you?" Astrid joked looking around the chambers. They had returned to the office with a quick stop by the kitchens for some supper, Lucius didn't wish to dine in the Great Hall with the students, all eyes would be on him, they knew who he was, what he had done.

"No," Lucius mouth curled up into an amused smile. "Amycus came by, said he had urgent business to see to in Hogsmead… Severus left with him… and I came to find the two of you."

Lucius stepped over to Astrid, who rested her hands gently on the footboard of the cot bed. He placed a sweet kiss upon her cheek as he stood behind her, his chest pressed lightly against her back. She leant back, resting her head against him, and sighed as the two of them looked over their sleeping daughter.

"She looks more like her mother every day, beautiful, glowing, she will be a fine accomplished young witch one day," Lucius exhaled into Astrid's ear, he wrapped his arms lovingly around her petite frame, pulling her tighter against his chest.

"I think she looks like you… I see very little of me in her." Astrid sighed, she wondered if Everly did look like her, and it was her detachment from their time lost that made her think otherwise.

"She is the very essence of you, my dear," Lucius whispered, kissing atop of Astrid's head as his hands fell to her hips. "Perhaps one day, we will have another child and they shall embody me?" He pondered.

"You have Draco, he is every bit his father's son." Astrid reminded him with a slap to his hand as they began to explore her waist.

"Yes, I guess he is… perhaps we could have a son together, a perfect mix of you and I," Lucius sighed into her hair as his hands ran over the curve of her bottom. Astrids lips pressed into a knowing smile as her fiancé explored her body over the top of her dress.

"I would love to have a son, one day. The time is… not right." Astrid told him with a sigh, she rotated in his hold to face him, his arms allowing her the movement until he locked her in place against his chest.

"When Severus told me… about the phantom child… I have never felt such sadness." Lucius exhaled, his breath tickling Astrids lips. "But at the same time, guiltily, I felt relief." He admitted. Astrid swallowed and nodded in understanding.

"I felt it too, I was… devastated, but relieved, and the guilt of my relief ate at me…"

"Once this war is over…" Lucius hummed, taking Astrid's hand in his own, he pulled it up to his lips, placing soft kisses along her knuckles, before positioning her palm against his stubbled cheek. "I will give you as many children as you wish."

"Is that a promise?" Astrid let out a small chuckle.

"It is."

"I never really saw myself as a mother, but when I did think to the future… I only ever imagined having two, I do not think me patient enough for more than that!" She laughed; he missed her laugh. The way her face lit up for just a moment, her eyes sparkling in the candlelight.

"I suggest we have a little practice at making number two, just to be well prepared… for after the war…" Lucius smirked as he planted numerous small kisses around Astrid's face. He eventually made his way to her lips, kissing her softly at first, gentlemanly, but the kiss grew deeper and hungrier within moments, and soon they were both gripping each other until their knuckles were white.

"Yes… I think we do need to have a little practice," Astrid said breathily, pushing Lucius backwards in the direction of the bed. Eventually the back of his knees hit the mattress and he fell flat to his back, dragging Astrid down on top of him. She climbed over her rugged fiancé straddling his waist she looked down upon his face. Despite his dishevelled, tired appearance, she somehow found him more attractive than ever. He was a contrast to the prim and proper Lucius she had first met, now he was rough around the edges, but still with the same spark in his eye that drove her to blush a deep shade of scarlet.

Astrid reached down a ran a hand over his stubbled chin, before lowering herself and devouring his lips, she opened up to him, allowing his tongue to explore her wet and waiting mouth. They moaned against each other longingly as their bodies began to grind against each other. His hands ran over her body hungrily, grasping at the skirt of her dress and pushing it up to her waist. Astrid broke off their kiss, sitting up she unbuttoned her dress as slowly and teasingly as she could muster in her excited manner. With no hesitation she pulled the dress over her head quickly and discarded it across the room. Lucius explored the skin of her stomach, ribs and back, his fingertips light and tickly at first, but his touch grew rougher and firmer the closer his hands drew to her white lace bra. It was unpadded and unlined, he could see the outline of her nipple beneath the soft lace, the flimsy fabric was the only thing keeping him from her perfect breasts.

Lucius ran his hands up her spine, and grasped the clasp of her bra, undoing it with ease he pulled the white lace from her body and flung it aside. His eyes took in the sight of her perfectly round breasts, it had been too long since he last set his sights on them. His hands stroked their delicate skin, running the pad of his thumb over her nipple slowly caused a shiver to run down her spine, she arched her back at the sensation.

"You are absolutely perfect my love." Lucius breathed as his eyes wondered from her breasts, to her collarbones, up her slender neck to her angelic face. Her blonde tussled waves fell forward over her freckled checks as she leant down to kiss him.

"I think you're overdressed for this rehearsal, sir." Astrid teased as she pulled at his black coat. Lucius smirked and pressed a quick hard kiss on her tingling plump lips. Wrapping a hand around her back he flipped her down onto the bed and pushed himself standing, at the foot of it. Astrid smirked, biting her the nail of her pointer finger as she watched Lucius shrug off his black coat and drop it to the floor. She drew her legs up, crossing them slightly to dull the pulse in her white lace panties. Lucius made quick work of the buttons of his black shirt, and pulled the fabric from his body, baring his firm chest for Astrid to admire with large shiny eyes. She chose to ignore the mark on his arm, his mark, it made her uncomfortable, uneasy.

"Like what you see my dear?" He asked as he unbuckled his belt. She nodded slowly, not tearing her eyes from him. He ripped the belt from his trousers as if it was a whip and dropped it, clattering to the ground. The sight and sound caused her heat to twitch, the feel of her wetness flooding her panties caused her breath to hitch in her throat. Lucius unbuttoned his pants now, he pulled them down and kicked them off in a swift motion. He was in no hurry to release himself from his underwear, he wanted to savour the moment. Savour the needy lustful look in her eyes. When he did not make a move for his underwear, and simply looked down upon her with a smirk Astrid grew quickly impatient and pulled herself up into a sitting position. Both of her hands flew to the waistband of his underwear, her fingers slipping beneath the fabric. She was ready to pull them down and spring the large bulge free from its confines, but his hands flew to hers, holding them tightly in place.

"You must ask permission, young lady." He scolded.

"Please?" Astrid exhaled; her big doe eyes stared up at him helplessly. She would beg if she needed to.

"Please what my darling?" He tutted, she must use her words, tell him what she wants.

"Please… can I see it?" She asked breathily.

"You only wish to see it?" He asked, raising a teasing eyebrow. She shook her head no; her eyes were foggy with lust.

"What else do you wish to do with it?" He asked curiously. Astrid rolled her lips together as she thought carefully over her words.

"I wish… to taste it." She told him, licking her plump full lips in anticipation. Lucius pretended to mull it over, a 'hmmmm', escaping his lips, eventually he released her hands and allowed her to pull down the soft fabric of his underwear, his large cock sprang free, bouncing out of their hold. Lucius allowed his underwear to drop to the floor and he stepped out of the fabric, kicking it aside.

Astrid wasted no time completing her wish, she took his large length in her hands and leaning forward she pressed her lips to the tip, her tongue ran across the soft head, licking up the sheen of precum that had pooled there. Lucius head fell back, his hair cascading down his back. He groaned as she took him in her mouth now, just the tip at first, and then more, and more until he was pressed against the back of her throat. Her throat vibrated against his aching member as she gagged slightly on his length. Her swirling tongue ran up and down his length as she pumped at him, her eyes looked up at him, wide and wanting. When his eyes met hers, he knew he could not wait any longer. Running his hand over her forehead and through her thick blonde waves he grasped at a large section of hair on the top of her head, pulling her head away gently, she made a noise of protest as he released her from his hold and pushed her backwards onto her back.

Lucius hands started at her narrow ankles, running over her shins, to her calves, over her knees and down her toned thighs. His fingers tangled into the white lace panties and without warning, dragged them down her hips roughly, pulling them over her legs, her feet fell from the leg holes and the panties fell to the floor.

"It's been too long since I last saw you like this," He purred as he climbed over her on all fours. She lay still beneath him, deep breaths making her chest fall and rise under him.

"I've missed this, I missed you." She murmured shakily against his lips as he took her into a hungry kiss. She could feel his thick member bobbing against her inside thigh, causing her to whimper against his lips. She wanted him, no, she needed him. Needed him buried inside her, deep and without mercy she needed him to take her.

"Beg me, tell me you need me." Lucius demanded against her swollen lips. His attention drew elsewhere as he kissed down her chin, to her jaw and moved to her neck where he placed hungry kisses and light bites on the supple flesh.

"Please Lucius, I need you… please I need you so badly." She begged.

"Need me to what?" He smirked against her neck.

"I need you to make love to me, take me, fuck me," She whimpered impatiently. Lucius needed no more elaboration. With one hand he guided himself to her waiting entrance, she was soaked for him, needy for him. He pushed himself in, in one quick deliberate thrust, and Astrid's eyes rolled back in her head as she was filled with pain and pleasure all at once, she lavished in the feeling. A quivering moan escaped her pretty mouth and she drew a sharp breath. Lucius grunted at the feeling, of finally laying with her again, of feeling her tight soaking walls around himself.

He pulled out slowly and thrust in her tiny body again and she whimpered breathily in response, her hands wrapped around his back, her nails dragging against his pale skin.

"Yes… Lucius please." She begged as he took her, his pace grew faster and soon the rolling of his hips into hers had her crying out, begging for release. He clamped his hand quickly over her moaning mouth. He looked down at her with a smirk, his eyes sparkling with lust and love.

"You must be quiet," He whispered, sliding his hand from her lips and caressing her cheek. His hips rolled against her slowly, rhythmically, sensually, she rocked against him with shaky breaths. "We don't want to wake her, do we?" Lucius eyes briefly flashed to the cot bed and Astrid's eyes widened at realisation their sleeping toddler was a mere fifteen foot away. She bit her lip, shaking her head and smiling as she tried to hold in her strangled moans. She wrapped her legs around his waist, gripping them over his hips as he pushed in deeper, his cock hitting her cervix repeatedly, the pounding sensation and the sound of wet, smacking flesh built a heat within her.

"I'm g-getting close, so close." She told him in quivering pants. Lucius too was nearing his climax.

"Then let us come undone together my love, I want you to fall apart with me." He groaned above her. His hair tickled her face, neck and breasts as she arched her back into him, she was so very close.

"I'm… I'm… I'm… ahhh!" She moaned out, clasping her own hand to her mouth to gag her cries of pleasure as she tipped over the edge and fell into her orgasm. Her walls fluttered against Lucius' cocks, causing him to spill inside her with one last big thrust. Her legs trembled around him as she rode the waves of her orgasm. Lucius collapsed onto her, his arms beside her head taking most of his weight to not crush his darling fiancé. He breathed heavily into her neck as he pulled himself from her warm walls, a mixture of their juices oozing out of her as he did. Being careful not to crush her, he rolled over onto his back and took deep breaths, his vision was blurred with pleasure.

Astrid weakly curled up into him, her leg draping over his lazily. She wrapped her arm across his chest and cuddled into his chest. Lucius wrapped an arm around her still trembling body and pulled her in closer.

"I love you," she said weakly, her eyes were closed, her lips swollen and parted, strangled breaths escaping between them.

"I love you too." He whispered as he watched her angelic face. It wasn't long before exhaustion took a hold of her, and she was sound asleep, small soft snores escaping her lips.

Lucius didn't want to leave her, never wanted to leave her. But he knew he must return to Malfoy Manor, to the Dark Lord, or else they would be practicing for naught for he would never see the fruition of their love.

He slipped out from under her, but not without a tender kiss to her temple. It pained him to sperate his skin from hers, he wanted nothing more than to be wrapped up in her supple flesh, and sleep like a baby in her hold. As he dressed, he looked down on her, so peaceful, so beautiful, after all he had done, how was she so head over heels in love with him? He pulled on his jacket and watched over her for another minute. The way her chest rose and fell, how her waves scattered over the bed and around her shoulders. Then he noticed the bed, the bed in which they just made love… it was the bed she had surely laid with Severus in. They too had tangled together in those sheets, and it made him flash with anger, jealousy, for just a moment. He wondered if she responded to Severus like she did to him, if it was as beautiful or as pure as their love making.

Pushing jealous thoughts from his mind he folded the crumpled sheets over her body, which was now speckled with goosebumps.

"Goodnight my angel, until we meet again." He kissed her temple and smoothed down her hair. Standing he found his cane propped against the crib and pulled his wand from it. He watched his daughter with sad eyes, asleep in her own slumber, he would have to leave her too now. Leaning down he pressed a kiss to Everly's forehead and wished her goodnight.

Before he emerged from the drapes and re-entered the office, he pressed his wand gently against Astrid's stomach, muttering a spell, they had both agreed it was only practice.

"I'm surprised the child didn't wake." A monotonous voice drawled from the headmaster's desk.

"I thought you'd grown out of listening at the doors of lovers, Severus," Lucius hummed, with slight annoyance as he descended the stairs. It was a reference to their time at Hogwarts when Severus would follow Lucius around like a puppy, even waiting outside his dormitory at a Slytherin party whilst he made love to a teenage Narcissa inside.

Severus curled his lip in response.

"I don't recall this being your office, or your chambers Lucius, in fact… you don't have either at Hogwarts anymore, do you?" Severus retorted over the pages of an aged dark arts book. Lucius smirked, Severus had him there. He missed the backwards and forwards of bickering and light digs that was their friendship.

"Touche."

"You are going back to Malfoy Manor?" Snape asked, setting down the old book he was reading.

"Yes, I must. It pains me to leave, but I-." Lucius started sadly, until his words became a hiss, a hiss of searing pain burning in his forearm. He gripped his dark mark with eyes closed, teeth gritted.

"He's calling… your absence has clearly been noted Lucius," Severus sighed, he eyed his friend with almost a pity behind his dark orbs.

"Whatever awaits me as punishment for my disappearance will be worth it, seeing my girls… makes it worth the pain, Severus." Lucius hissed with a small controlled smile as he stepped towards the fireplace.

"Of course." Severus nodded with understanding. As much as he thought of his friend as cowardly, in this moment he was proud of Lucius' courage, Severus in that moment saw the growth that Astrid had instilled in his friend slowly overtime.

"Severus, I fear something… big is coming… the Dark Lord, he is restless… I know we have been distant of late but…. There's something I must ask of you old friend… if I cannot… protect my girls…" Lucius sighed darkly, "Make sure they see the end of this war… swear on your life you will protect them with your dying breath as I will protect them with mine."

"I swear it."

We are nearing the end now... I estimate about ten chapters left in my plans... please review and let me know what you think so far, and what you thinks going to happen! As always I love constructive criticisms, I am the worst proof reader so if you see any mistakes, please do tell me! Thanks for reading!