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6

Lucius woke up the day after the Longbottom-wedding, still holding Alma close to him. He stroke her long hair out of her face and looked at her. When he'd found out he had to marry a half-blood Longbottom, he'd been horrified. When he'd seen her he'd figured that he might get some good shags out of her at least, but he had never expected to have fun with her. To talk to her and share things the way they were doing. She was still younger, there was still a lot about her that he didn't understand, but he also knew that lately, the thought of being stuck with her for the rest of his life hadn't been bothering him. He was even looking forward to it.

He kissed her neck, moved further down under the cover, circled her nipples and then rested his head between her thighs, taking a deep breath before he gave her a long lick. She was still clean-shaved. She kept it neat by herself now, but he was planning on asking her to let it grow a bit and allow him to shave her again. He had enjoyed that quite a bit.

When he slowly pressed two fingers inside her, he heard her moan and she liftted the cover.

"Good morning," he mumbled and moved up, still pumping her with his finger.

"Morning," she said and pulled him in for a kiss. He position himself at her opening and when she smiled he pushed inside.

It was a slow, with her wrapped around him and kissing, only interrupted by him licking and sucking on her nipples. When he felt her orgasm coming he rested on an elbow to look at her, watching her cum was something that could get him off every time if he let it. He felt her tight insides milk him and rested on her for the last thrusts.

They both laid still, trying to catch their breaths and he kissed her ear. "See, made you cum without calling you names and spanking you."

"Good boy," she said with a laughed and hugged him. "I might give you a blowjob for that later today."

He pulled out and laid down next to her. "Besides the blowjob, that I will demand, what plans do you have for today?" He already had some ideas about that blowjob.

"I was thinking about meeting Sue later, she was going to send me an owl this morning. Why?"

"Thought I'd show you the vault and Gringotts. I want you to have a look at what jewelry you like so I can have you wear them now and then. Some might need cleaning or altering."

"So you're asking me to make time in my busy schedule to go and look at what diamonds and pearls I want to wear? What heavy duties you put on me."

"I take it that was a yes, you'll meet me at Gringotts when you've met with Sue?"

"Of course! I just hope I'll have a chance to wear more of them in public soon."

"You will. I have every intention to show my my hot, sex toy wife to the rest of them. They'll chew off their arms in jealousy."

"You just want to flaunt me around."

"Oh, yes." He grabbed her jaw and gave her lips a lick. "I still have no idea what they were thinking when they made our match, but I don't think it was meant as the price you've become."

He met her later that day at Gringotts and the look on her face when they walked into his vault was priceless. Her eyes were huge and then she turned and looked at him, still shocked before she smiled.

"Maybe you shouldn't have showed me this. I'm reconsidering that fucking you to death plan."

He took her hand and they walked further inside to the Malfoy family jewels. He watched her carefully touching some of them and took note of the ones she took an extra look at. She finally pointed at two of the sets.

"I like those."

One was in diamonds and the others in pearls. He took those and added three of the other sets that she'd been looking a little extra at as well.

"I'll have these cleaned and altered to fit a younger woman. We'll make sure you have dresses that goes with all of them." When he looked at her, he noticed her looking around in the vault. "Still a bit shell shocked?"

"Yes. I don't think I've ever even imagined anything like this. I'm starting to see why you didn't complain about the amount of books I'm buying."

"How about you pay me back by letting me take you to a lingerie shop and buy some underwear that matches these?" he said and held up the bag where he'd put the things she'd chosen.

Her big smile told him she'd agreed to it with or without the jewelery. He had the bag sent home to his own safe and they walked out of the bank hand in hand.

"I'm going to need to go to Paris for a few days next week, some business to take care of."

"How many days is a 'few days'?"

"Maybe three, five at a most."

"Oh." She bit her lip. "Would it be okay if I went to stay with my parents for some of those days?"

"Yes." He'd hoped she'd ask him to go with him. Even if he'd spend most of the days in meetings, she could've done some shopping during the days and then spend the nights at a luxurious hotel with him. "That's acceptable."

They spent an hour at the lingerie shop, and he had to brace himself to not fuck her on the spot on more than one occasion. That girl was created to wear a corset with a garter belt and stay ups. Imagining some of the things along with a big diamond necklace made him shift uncomfortably in his seat. When she came out wearing a red corset with a garter belt he gave in and rose to his feet and strode over to her. With his hands on her waist he leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"You are wearing that set when you get down on your knees and suck my cock later today."

"Okay," she said with a pretty blush on her cheeks.

She disappeared when they came home, probably to the library, and he did some work, some of it to prepare for his business trip. He still hadn't seen her when he decided to go to his room and have Minni find her for him. When he walked into the room he was already unbuttoning his shirt but halted when he saw Alma, on her knees, in the middle of the floor wearing the red corsets they'd bought earlier, along with the garter belt but no panties. He stared at her and she smiled.

"Good evening, sir. I'm ready to pay my debt now."

Within seconds he was rock hard, and he walked up to her, held on to her cheek and tilted her head back so she'd look at him from her position on her knees. With his free hand he unbuttoned his pants.

"You're a very good girl," he mumbled when he looked into her blue yes. "Today I'm going to teach you how to deep throat. Take my entire cock into your mouth."

"Yes, sir."

"You can't use the safe word when we do that, so give it light bite if it becomes too much for you."

"Yes, sir."

"And, Alma," he wanted clarify one thing before they started. "This was a wonderful surprise, I'll make sure you know how much I appreciated it once you've made me cum."

It wasn't just that she was waiting for him, but the well thought out outfit and how she was in character for him. Being so very submissive to him. And it got even better, she smiled, her eyes glittering.

"It's my pleasure, sir." And the she opened her mouth wide

"Breathe through your nose," he said in a hoarse voice, "and relax your throat." He pushed forward, a little further for every time he pushed inside and kept an eye on her, making sure she was okay. Once he felt her chin agains his balls he groaned and tilted his head back. "Spectacular! You are spectacular, darling."

She didn't stop, she moved her hands up to his hips and started to bob her head, now and then swirling her tongue around his tip, slurping and humming and when one of her hands started to massage his balls, he knew he was close.

"Oh, Merlin, do not stop, girl."

She hummed, made a final swirl and then pulled his balls while taking him all the way in. With his hand on the back of her head, he unloaded into the throat and since she didn't seem to even try to back off, he held her there until he was milked dry.

She leaned back and looked at him as she dried her chin. There were some tears in her eyes that worried him and he pulled her up to her feet.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes."

He stroke his thumbs underneath her eyes. "Are you sure?"

"Just a reflex. I'm fine. Would you say I've paid my debt, sir?"

"I'd say you made a very proper first installment at least," he chuckled. "But you'll be paying for years."

"Really?"

"Yes. But I do take some installments as orgasms from you as well. So I think you'll be pleased with the payment plan." He dipped his chin for a kiss. "Are you wet for me?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then I want you, on all fours on the bed with spread legs."

She immediately moved over to the bed and assumed the requested position. He looked at her, on all fours, her ass bare in his direction and he almost drooled. He got down on his knees next to the bed and stared straight into the pink pussy that was all his and his alone. He placed his hands on her butt cheeks, they covered them completely, and the buried his tongue into her opening while squeezing her cheeks.

When he finger fucked her he took a shot and licked over her anus. She flinched, but then relaxed and he gave it another try. This time she met his tongue and he smiled to himself before tensing his tongue and pressing it towards the bud and she moaned.

He knew it, one of these days she'd let him take her in the ass and just the thought of it made him hard again. He'd thought it would take him a little longer to get ready for a second round.

-o0o-

Four days in Paris, long days in meetings and an empty, big bed at nights. Three boring dinners where the others showed off their wives who weren't half as beautiful as Alma. If he'd known they'd all bring their wives he would've asked Alma to come with him. If he'd known how she'd tease him by sending naughty notes to him every morning and night, he would've insisted on her coming with him.

He came home late at night and yelled for Minni.

"Yes, Master."

"Where's the mistress?"

"She's in your bedroom, Master."

"We will call you for breakfast tomorrow. You don't have to wake us up."

"As you wish, Master."

He could hear on her breathing that she was sleeping. He undressed and got under the cover next to her and smiled when he noticed she was naked as well.

"You're back," she mumbled when she turned around and threw an arm and a leg around him. "Bed's been empty without you."

"You should've followed me to Paris, done some shopping during the days and fill my bed during the nights."

"I didn't know that was an option."

"If I go somewhere, you coming with me is always an option. Most bring their wives. The wives go shopping during the day and then we all have dinner at nights."

"Is this you wanting to show me off again?"

He grabbed her behind and rubbed his, already, hard dick against her mound. "I did noticed that if you'd been there, you would've been the most beautiful wife in the room."

"Would I be allowed a no-limit shopping?"

"Yes." He could feel her getting wet, seeping over his dick. "And you'd get off at least once a night."

"I'm in."

He angled and pushed. "So am I."

It was a pretty quick thing, but even the quick things were good these days and he held her against him once they were done.

"How were your parents?"

"Good. They... seemed to be more relaxed now. I think they get that I'm... fine with you."

"Fine?"

"Good?"

"I want more."

"Happy. I'm happy with you," she blushed and drilled her face into his chest, which he was glad about since it meant she missed his pleased smile when he kissed the top of her head.

"That's my girl."

"Your wife," she corrected him.

"My girl bride, that good enough?" She looked up at him and shook her head. "Okay, my wife." He kissed her. "Since my wife doesn't seem to be sleeping in her room anymore, maybe we could get rid of it."

"I like my room. I spend a lot of time there during the days."

"Then turn it into a dayroom."

"Why does it matter?"

"I want it to be clear that you're spending your nights here, with me."

"Clear to who?"

"To you." He couldn't explain why it mattered to him. He just wanted this to be their bedroom, their bed. Not his bed that she slept in sometimes. Even if it was most of the times now. "I want it to be clear to you that this is our bedroom."

"I'll take care of it tomorrow. But it'll still be my room. You have the study and that's my room."

"Sounds good." He fisted her hair and looked straight into her eyes. "Now go to sleep, Mrs. Malfoy, I'll give you another round in the morning."

-o0o-

Alma smiled when she walked into the Leaking Cauldron and noticed Ginny, Hermione and Hannah already waiting at a table. She loved these lunches. The three girls were so sweet and nice. The first three of four had been slightly awkward since they had stared at her every time she mentioned Lucius or just the word 'husband', but then it had pretty much stopped. She knew that their husbands, and especially Harry, hated Lucius and she knew why. She'd known that even before she married him. Since he didn't seem to mind what they thought about him, she didn't see no reason to mind either, even if it did stung a bit.

She'f followed him on two business trips, both of them to Paris. It had been okay, pretty boring, but she loved the luxurious hotels. She'd done some shopping with the other wives, but they were a lot older, and she preferred to stay in the room, reading.

Once the lunch was over she walked out with Ginny and Hermione.

"I was thinking," she mumbled. "If you'd like to come to our house for dinner. Lucius is going away soon and I'm not going with him since it's my mother's birthday and maybe you could come. And bring your husbands as well."

"You usually go with him?" Ginny asked. "Where?"

"I have a couple of times, both times were Paris."

"And what do you do?" Hermione was staring as well.

"Eh.. it's... actually quite boring. The wives who are there tend to shop and they're... sort of bitches."

The two of them laughed. "Jealousy," Hermione said with a determined voice. "I would hate going shopping with you as well. Everything must fit on you."

Alma stared at the two of them. "Look who's talking. Either way. It's shopping and then there's dinner at night. Boring. But it's nice to see new places so I hope we're going some other city soon."

"Where would you want to go?"

"I don't know. I don't really care." She turned to them. "Think you'd come? Just a dinner. I... I really hate being alone in that house."

She did. It was big and even if she didn't usually hang around Lucius it was different just knowing he was there. And Minni wasn't much of a company when you felt lonely.

"Do you think he'll be okay with us coming to his house?" Hermione asked with a skeptical expression in her face.

"I'll ask him, but I don't see why. As far as I know he doesn't have any secrets." Then she remembered something. "Oh! It might be really... uncomfortable for you, I didn't think about that."

She blushed. She had completely forgotten that Hermione, Ron and Harry had been brought to the Malfoy Manor, and that Hermione had been tortured there. Alma had to admit that she wouldn't want to go back to a house where she'd been tortured.

"No!" Hermione said and then sighed. "Maybe a little to be honest."

"It's okay, I'm sorry, I should've thought about that."

"It might be good," Hermione said after thinking about it. "To get some good memories from that house.

"Listen, if you're uncomfortable with it, it's okay."

"I'll talk to Ron," Hermione said with a determined face.

"I'll talk to Harry," Ginny filled it. "Is it soon that he's leaving?"

"No, it's the weekend three weeks from now. So you can just let me know next time we meet for lunch."

They hugged and said goodbye and then she apparated home. Lucius was in the study and looked up when she came inside.

"How was your lunch?"

"It was fun. We were confusing Ginny with Muggle-thing memories. The few things she did know about she had all backwards since her dad seemed to... get things a bit wrong." She sat down in the armchair opposite him and decided it was best to switch subject. He, if anyone, wasn't at all interested in Muggle-things. "I have a question."

"What?"

"When you're in Madrid, would it be okay if I invited them here for dinner one night. I just... I don't like to be alone and I'm not sure I can stand my parents for four whole days."

"Who are 'them'?"

"Well... Hermione, Ginny, Hannah and their husbands. I mean, it's not sure that they'll want to come. Hermione..." she didn't know how to finish and Lucius stared into the fire.

"Ah. Yes, I imagine it would be... strange for her to come here." He kept looking into the fire. "But if they do want to come it's up to you. They're your friends and this is... your home."

"Thank you."

He had still not met her eyes, and she stood up and went over to him. She leaned over and gave his cheek a kiss which seemed to finally break the stare, and he took her hand and yanked her into his lap.

"What muggler-things?"

"Ah. Electrical things. Like and I-pod or computer, digital camera. Things like that."

"We have cameras!"

"They're not the same. Muggle-pictures doesn't move."

"Doesn't move? What would be the point with that?"

She stroke her finger along his nose. "Why do you ask? I know you don't really care about mugglers or their world."

"Okay. What else did you gossip about?"

"We didn't 'gossip'. We talked. Neville is thinking about quitting his job as an Auror. The others are working and... they talked work stuff. Hermione's job sounds quite fun."

"Where is it she is?"

"Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. Think she's fighting to free the house-elves again. She was quite upset that we have one." When he stared at her she changed. "Well, that you have one."

"We have one. I'm just... why on earth would she be upset about that?"

"I could explain, but I doubt you'd understand."

"Are we being clever again, Mrs. Malfoy?"

"A little." She cuddled up in his lap and he tugged her braid. "If you have more work I can leave you alone."

"Some. But call Minni for a cup of tea and sit here for a read." He stood up and put her down on the chair.

"Sure I won't bother you?"

"Sit here and keep your clothes on and I'll be fine." He laughed and pointed at her. "I saw that. Give me a few hours before you drop your clothes."

"I wasn't thinking anything like that!"

He leaned down and gave her a kiss after a sly smile. "But you are now."

She called Minni, had some tea and started reading. Like always, she was almost instantly lost in the book. She didn't come to until Lucius knelt down in front of the chair and ran his hand along her calves.

"Hungry?"

She put down the book and took a deep breath. "Yes." She scooted forward until he was kneeling between her legs. Running her fingers through his hair she gave him a kiss. "Are you done for today?"

"Yes."

"Why don't we take the food in the bedroom and spend the afternoon in bed?"

"Darling, you really are trying to fuck me to death."

"I was thinking about bringing my book, just... spend some time. It's raining and.."

"And?"

"When I was a kid, we often spent rainy weekend afternoons in bed, reading and talking. I liked those."

"Then let's do that."