As Seph stepped off the train, her nerves were already frayed. The prospect of meeting her mother again after so long filled her with a sense of dread. But as she spotted Lucius in the distance, her anxiety reached new heights. Seph forced herself to maintain a brave face, even as her heart raced and her hands trembled.
Walking towards him, she steeled herself for the worst. "So, what's the plan? Where's my mother?" she asked, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside.
"We will see her tonight, unless you were planning on meeting her as Severus?" Lucius replied, his tone laced with a hint of sarcasm.
Seph felt her heart sink at his words. Of course, she had no intention of revealing her secret identity to her own mother. But the way Lucius said it made her feel small and insignificant.
Glancing down at the ground, her voice heavy with resignation, she muttered, "I guess not," feeling utterly defeated.
Lucius's gaze lingered on her for a moment longer, and Seph could tell that something had changed between them. The way he looked at her now was different from the way he had looked at her a year ago, when she was dressed up and wearing makeup. Back then, he had desired her in a way that made her heart race. But now, that desire seemed to have faded, replaced by something colder and more distant.
Arriving at Lucius's grand mansion, her nerves were on edge. Seph knew that she had to present herself in the best possible light if she were to make a good impression on her mother. With a deep breath, she made her way to the bathroom, where she began to work her magic.
She invoked the spell to grow her hair to new lengths, and watched in awe as it cascaded down her waist. She then adorned herself in one of the exquisite dresses that Lucius had given her the year before. However, to her dismay, she found that it had become rather snug.
Stepping out into the hall, she felt a sense of relief at the approving expression on Lucius's face. "I told your mother that you go by Persephone Prince in school, and she was more than willing to welcome you into her family in the wizarding world, despite knowing you have muggle blood," he said.
Seph glared at him, still feeling the sting of his words. "It's no wonder; she's always been so selfish and willing to go to any lengths to protect her reputation, even going so far as to deny her own daughter," she replied bitterly.
Lucius's expression softened, and he reached out to touch her arm. "I know it's not fair, Seph. But we have to make the best of the situation. With your talent and my connections, you can rise above your circumstances and make a name for yourself in the wizarding world."
Seph nodded, acknowledging that he was right. Despite her anger towards her mother and the world that had rejected her due to her blood, she needed to focus on the future.
"You may be correct," Seph admitted, raising her eyes to meet his with a thoughtful expression. "When is she expected to come and collect me?"
"Tonight," Lucius replied. "Narcissa Black is determined to give you a makeover. She's already chosen a few outfits that she believes will suit you perfectly."
Seph nodded, her feelings a mix of anticipation and apprehension. She hadn't been inclined towards fashion or beauty, and the prospect of undergoing a transformation by Narcissa Black, renowned for her impeccable taste, both excited and daunted her.
However, her thoughts were interrupted when Lucius spoke again, his gaze lingering on her curves. "You shouldn't wear those dresses from last year; you've filled out quite a bit since then," he remarked, his tone infused with a hint of desire.
Seph bristled at his words, feeling a surge of anger and humiliation. How dare he comment on her weight like that? But before she could respond, Narcissa materialized into the room, her presence emanating command and timeless elegance.
"Seph, Lucius informed me of what transpired, and I want you to know that I still care about you, regardless of circumstances." Narcissa's voice radiated warmth and understanding.
Narcissa's words caught Seph off guard, and a warmth spread through her chest in response to the kindness displayed. While it felt strange to hear someone other than Lucius address her as Seph, it was reassuring to know that Narcissa continued to care for her, despite all that had been revealed.
"Thank you, Narcissa," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. "I really appreciate all the effort you've put into getting me what I needed."
Narcissa's smile was warm and genuine, and Seph could sense the sincerity in her words. "It's truly no problem at all," she replied. "I've been missing a sister ever since Bellatrix got married, and my other sister is gone too."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Seph said softly.
Narcissa shrugged, a wistful expression on her face. "It's just the way things are, I suppose. But enough about that. Let's get you dolled up, shall we?" She gestured towards the bags she had brought, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
Narcissa's sincerity provided Seph with a sense of solace, recognizing that Narcissa aimed to fill the emptiness that weighed on her, rather than belittle or mock her. Though Seph had only heard rumors about Bellatrix and Andromeda, their names carried a mixture of grandeur and disdain. Reflecting on her involvement with Lucius, a sense of regret blossomed within Seph. She assumed Narcissa was unaware of their past relationship.
Narcissa's excitement was evident as she carefully laid out a stunning white lace dress, accompanied by a perfectly coordinated bra and panty set, for Seph to wear. It was apparent that Narcissa viewed her as a porcelain doll, meant to be adorned and dressed, and Seph felt she had no choice but to comply.
Narcissa commanded firmly, "Strip down now!"
Seph stood there, feeling vulnerable as Narcissa instructed her to strip down. The stern tone left no room for argument. Bewildered by the sudden demand, Seph momentarily forgot about Lucius's presence. A twinge of discomfort washed over her at the thought of being exposed in front of him. With a gruff voice, he interjected, "Perhaps it's best if I take my leave now."
Narcissa shook her head, her voice warm and affectionate. "Nonsense! Someone as beautiful as Seph has nothing to be ashamed of!"
Ah, so he had definitely informed her. She wondered about the extent of the information he had shared. As she was on the brink of voicing her objection, Narcissa grew impatient with her hesitation and swiftly disrobed her with a spell, leaving Seph feeling defenseless.
Narcissa circled around her and whispered in her ear, "You have been so blessed with beauty, no wonder my Lucius can't take his eyes off of you. He has done so much for you, I'm sure you wouldn't mind if he takes a moment to admire your exquisite body."
Seph felt a deep flush of embarrassment as she tried to conceal her body with utmost discretion. It was not often she found herself in such a compromising position, and the attention of two of her closest friends only added to her discomfort.
Lucius looked at her with an intense longing in his eyes. "If you'd rather I went, Seph, just say the word," he said, his voice low and seductive.
Narcissa, on the other hand, was firm and sure as she kept Seph in place, her gaze lingering on her body. "Look how hard her nipples are," she murmured, her hands coming to cup both her breasts.
Narcissa delicately grasped Seph's hands at her sides, unveiling her exquisite nakedness for Lucius to behold. "You have such an amazing figure, Seph. Why are you trying so hard to keep it hidden?" she said in a gentle yet firm tone.
Seph hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond. "Because I'm ashamed," she confessed, feeling her cheeks burn with embarrassment.
Lucius spoke with a gentle tone, looking into her eyes with an intensity that made her stomach flutter. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about," he reassured her. His ice blue eyes were captivating, and for a moment, Seph forgot all of her fears and doubts.
Narcissa's sultry breath, tantalizingly close to her neck, made her heart race with anticipation. Narcissa's body pressed against hers, and she couldn't help but feel a growing confusion inside her. As much as she tried to deny it, she was undeniably attracted to the blonde, and the prospect of indulging in such hedonistic pleasures was both daunting and irresistible.
As they swapped spots, Narcissa's fingers explored her body, sending shivers down her spine. Lucius gazed over her shoulder, and Seph could feel his eyes on her exposed breasts. "They grew even bigger, Seph. With you always binding them during the school year, I never would have thought they could be so incredibly stunning," he said, his voice low and seductive.
Lucius let go of one of Seph's slender wrists, and he elevated his hand to her bosom. A soft moan escaped her lips as he tenderly compressed it, relishing in its weight. His thumb caressed her nipple, causing it to stiffen. "Your body is so responsive, Seph. I can tell you're enjoying yourself," he said, his voice filled with desire.
Seph was torn between the conflicting emotions raging within her. On one hand, she knew that indulging in such pleasures could lead to disastrous consequences, but on the other hand, the allure of both Narcissa and Lucius was too strong to resist. Seph closed her eyes and surrendered herself to the moment, letting her body and her desires take over.
Her entire being quivered with frenzied anticipation as Narcissa enveloped her nipple, while Lucius watched with a smoldering intensity in his eyes. Her skillful ministrations, a tantalizing combination of biting, sucking, and licking, elicited a delightful squirm from her form, which Narcissa relished with a sly smirk.
Seph could feel her breaths coming in ragged gasps, a symphony of heavy panting, accompanied by the primal sounds of Lucius' labored breathing, echoing in her ear. It was a heady mix of sensations, and Seph was struggling to keep herself from losing control.
A reflexive motion propelled Seph's hips forward, a desperate plea for gratification. Narcissa seemed to understand her needs without her having to voice them, for she deftly ensnared her remaining nipple with her lips and proceeded to lavishly caress the tender bud with her agile tongue.
As she bestowed a trail of kisses upon her abdomen, Seph was scarcely conscious of her own movements, but they conveyed an unmistakable message to Narcissa. She delved her tongue into her navel, eliciting a delightful squeal from her lips, coupled with fervent writhing.
The sensations were almost too much to bear, and Seph felt herself teetering on the brink of ecstasy. It was a dangerous game they were playing, but in that moment, she couldn't bring myself to care. All that mattered was the pleasure that Narcissa and Lucius were giving her, and the primal desires that were consuming her every thought.
Seph watched as Lucius and Narcissa shared a knowing look, and she couldn't help but wonder what they were planning. When Lucius suggested that she might be ticklish, Seph denied it vehemently. But her protests were short-lived, as Narcissa's fingers danced across her sides and she burst into a fit of giggles.
Seph was caught off guard when Narcissa's hands came to rest on her hips, and she couldn't help but feel a flutter of nerves in her stomach. Seph asked her what she was up to, but her calm reassurances did little to put her at ease.
As Seph struggled to break free from Lucius' grip, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of fear and excitement. Despite her protests, she trusted them both implicitly and she knew that she was in safe hands.
When Lucius' hands found their way to her breasts, Seph gasped in pleasure. His touch was gentle yet firm, and she couldn't help but arch her back in response. She felt a rush of heat spread through her body as his fingers teased her nipples, and Seph knew that she was in for a night of unimaginable pleasure.
Seph's body was tense with anticipation as Narcissa's lips brushed against her hip bones. Her hand slipped behind her knee, elevating it towards her shoulder as she expertly brought her lips to her most intimate area. Seph let out a soft moan as she felt a rush of heat spread through her body, and she tried to suppress her embarrassment as Narcissa gazed intently at her.
Despite her initial discomfort, Seph couldn't deny the intense arousal that was building within her. Her essence flowed freely, betraying her desires and causing her to feel a sense of shame. But Narcissa was unhesitant, her tongue flicking against her inner thigh as she explored the depths of her being.
Seph gripped the sheets tightly as Narcissa continued to lavish her with care and attention, her hands gripping her hips to anchor her into place. A deep, guttural moan escaped her lips as she worked her magic, and Seph knew that she was powerless to resist her advances. Despite her reservations, she couldn't help but surrender to the pleasure that she was giving her.
Seph was lost in a sea of pleasure, her body writhing with ecstasy as Lucius expertly worked her nipples. But her desire for Narcissa's touch between her thighs was overwhelming, and Seph found herself yearning for her skilled ministrations.
Despite Seph's futile attempts to push her away, Narcissa remained steadfast in her ardor. Her tongue traced heated circles around Seph's throbbing clit, and she could feel herself teetering on the brink of ecstasy.
In a moment of sheer vulnerability, Seph's standing limb gave way, threatening to send her tumbling to the ground. But Lucius was there to support her, his strong arms holding her up as she quivered with unbridled intensity.
Seph felt a moan rising in the back of her throat, but she bit down on her bottom lip to stifle it. Lucius noticed her trying to hide her sounds and frowned in disapproval. The pleasure was too intense, and she was powerless to resist.
His growl in her ear sent shivers down her spine, and Seph couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation as his hands gently caressed her. She tried to resist, but his words were too alluring. "I want you to surrender to me, Seph," he murmured. "Just relax and let go."
As if on cue, Narcissa captured her pleasure center between her lips, and Seph let out a sensual sigh. Lucius smirked, his lips brushing against her neck as he encouraged Seph to let her moans out.
Seph found herself embracing Narcissa's advances ardently, her hands ensconced in her golden locks as she surrendered to the pleasure that she was giving her. She tried to synchronize the cadence of her tongue with her hips, but the sensation was too intense. Seph undulated wildly, her moans becoming more and more intense with every flick of her tongue.
Despite her attempts to resist, Seph's burning passion compelled her to let go completely, and she surrendered to the intense pleasure that Lucius and Narcissa were giving her.
The experience was nothing short of breathtaking. At first, Seph was wary, given her previous attempt at such activities when she was only eleven years old. However, her apprehension quickly faded away as Narcissa took control, unleashing a torrent of pleasure that left her utterly spellbound.
Her every movement was pure artistry, each dip and swirl of her tongue sending Seph into a frenzy of ecstasy. Seph could feel herself gyrating her hips against her mouth, unable to contain the overwhelming sensations that coursed through her. It was as if every nerve in her body had been set alight, and she was lost in a sea of pure bliss.
As if that wasn't enough, Lucius had joined us, his chiseled frame pressing up against hers. Seph could feel the heat emanating from his body, his desire palpable as he yearned to claim her as his own once more. Seph was powerless to resist, her body wracked with tremors as she surrendered to the raw, unbridled pleasure that consumed her.
In that moment, nothing else mattered. All that existed was the intense pleasure that Narcissa and Lucius were unleashing upon her.
"The feel of your skin in my hands is exquisite, and I crave more. Narcissa," Lucius purred, his voice low and husky. "How does she taste?"
Narcissa, kneeling before Seph, paused momentarily, her voice rich and full of awe as she uttered her words of admiration, "Absolutely incredible," before delving back into her velvety folds.
"Let me taste her." Lucius panted.
Lucius's voice sent shivers down her spine. Seph could feel his hands on her skin, and it was all she could do to keep from trembling in his arms.
Then, before she knew it, Narcissa was withdrawing from her embrace and Seph was in the arms of Lucius, his strong arms supporting her from the front. He effortlessly carried her across the room to his bed, his movements graceful and fluid.
Seph could feel her heart racing in anticipation as Narcissa quickly removed her shirt and bra, throwing them to the floor.
"I want to get into a position where I can see everything," she exclaimed, her voice full of anticipation.
Seph couldn't help but feel a sense of vulnerability as she laid there, exposed and waiting for their next move. But at the same time, she was filled with an intense desire that left her breathless.
Narcissa was reclining on the plush bed, positioned in a manner that left no doubt as to her desires. Her form was elevated by embroidered cushions, creating a space for Seph to lay down beside her.
Without hesitation, Lucius gently eased Seph down, arranging her limbs in a most alluring manner, so that her spine was supported by the plush contours of Narcissa's bosom. Seph could feel her body responding to their touch, her breathing quickening as Narcissa delicately caressed her breasts and captured her earlobe between her teeth.
But Seph's attention was quickly diverted as Lucius discarded his shirt and gracefully mounted the bed, settling his weight between her parted legs. Seph could feel his breath on her skin as he inhaled her scent, his skilled hands caressing her innermost thigh.
And then, with a suddenness that left Seph gasping, his head moved towards her most sensitive area, parting her glistening folds with his skilled tongue. The sensations that coursed through her were overwhelming, and Seph knew that she was powerless to resist the pleasure that they were unleashing upon her.
The sensations that were coursing through her body were almost too much to bear. Seph's hips gracefully ascended from the bedding as Lucius' talented tongue deftly penetrated her, sending her into a state of euphoric delirium. The linens were clutched in her newly manicured hands with fervor, as she surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure that was consuming her.
Narcissa, ever the vigilant seductress, observed her frenzied convulsions with rapt attention, her embrace unyielding as she kept Seph ensconced in this divine ecstasy. Seph could feel her tangling her hand in her hair, gently but firmly pulling her head to the side to give her better access to the skin of her neck.
Narcissa licked and kissed her neck, sending shivers down her spine before coming to Seph's ear, where she whispered in a seductive voice, "Do you like what Lucius is doing to you? Does it feel good?"
In that moment, all Seph could do was nod her head in surrender, her body arching to meet Lucius' exploring tongue.
And then, with a suddenness that left her gasping, Narcissa whispered seductively in her ear, "Tell me what it feels like to have him inside of you."
Seph found herself gasping for air between moans of pleasure as Lucius worked his skilled tongue inside her. Surrendering herself to his touch, Seph felt her body writhe in ecstasy as he expertly lavished her clit with his tongue and slipped a finger inside her, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.
As Seph indulged in the exquisite pleasure of his ministrations, she could feel Narcissa's gaze upon them. She watched with a knowing smirk as Lucius delved deeper into her sacred sanctuary, his expert touch bringing Seph closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy.
Unable to contain the rapture that coursed through her, Seph surrendered to a moan that verged on the ecstatic, convulsing in Narcissa's embrace. With a singular focus on her pleasure, Lucius continued to thrust with a skillful rhythm, his tongue and finger working in perfect harmony to bring Seph to the height of pleasure.
Seph's body trembled with a mixture of arousal and fear. Narcissa's voice was soft against her ear, her words like a balm to her frayed nerves. "Do you like the sensation of his fingers in you, Seph?" she asked, her tone gentle and coaxing.
Seph couldn't help the gasp that escaped her lips as Lucius pressed his fingers deeper, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through her body. "Oh Merlin," Seph moaned, her voice barely above a whisper. "He's so deep within me and I can feel him stretching me."
Narcissa's grin widened, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she watched the scene unfold before her. Seph could feel her delicate touch on her arm, a comforting presence amidst the overwhelming pleasure that threatened to consume her.
As Lucius added another digit, Seph couldn't help the way her body arched, a silent plea for more. "Lucius, you're stretching me so wide," Seph whispered, her voice strained with desire.
He looked up at her, a mischievous grin on his lips as he asked, "Does it feel good?"
Seph could only nod, unable to form words as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her. "Yes, please don't stop," Seph begged, her voice desperate with need.
Lucius' skilled tongue was a source of exquisite pleasure, sending shivers down Seph's spine as he continued to lick at her folds. Seph leaned back against Narcissa's chest, her body trembling with desire as she surrendered to their ministrations.
But even as she gave in to the pleasure, Seph still clutched the sheets tightly, her body tense with anticipation. Narcissa noticed and moved her hands down her arms, coaxing Seph to let go. With her gentle touch, she guided her hands above her head, entwining her fingers in her soft hair.
Seph arched her back, thrusting her chest forward as Lucius continued his oral and manual caresses. Narcissa was captivated, her hands cupping Seph's ample assets as she moaned in pleasure.
"Seph," she murmured, her thumb tracing circles over her nipple. "Look at me."
Seph turned her head to meet her gaze, her eyes clouded with desire as she surrendered to the sensations that coursed through her body. With Narcissa and Lucius by her side, Seph was lost in a world of pleasure, her every need fulfilled by their skilled hands and lips.
As she gave in to Narcissa's desires, the blonde captured Seph's lips with hers, kissing her with a fierce hunger that left the raven haired girl breathless. Narcissa's fervor conveyed the depth of her emotions, revealing the intensity of her passion for Seph. Meanwhile, Lucius skillfully added another finger within her, and Seph couldn't help but cry out in pleasure and amazement, her voice muffled by Narcissa's insistent mouth.
The sensations were almost too much to bear. Lucius' tongue on her clit and his fingers inside her, coupled with Narcissa's searing kiss and her hands playing with her nipples, pushed Seph closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. She released her hold on Narcissa's hair, only to reach down and entwine her fingers in Lucius' golden locks, pulling him even closer to her.
Narcissa broke the kiss to catch her breath, and Seph found herself panting in her ear. "Oh god Narcissa, I think I'm gonna..."
Seph couldn't form the words to finish her sentence, lost in the overwhelming pleasure that consumed her. Her words were cut off by a moan as Lucius thrust his fingers into her with renewed force. Seph clutched at his blonde hair, unable to control her grip even as he growled warningly. She was teetering on the edge of release, desperately trying to anchor herself to the two of them.
"Let go, Seph," Narcissa whispered, her voice as hot and liquid as the pleasure coursing through her body. Seph knew she wasn't just talking about her grip on Lucius' hair.
Narcissa's hand wandered over her abdomen, where Lucius' fingers were sliding deep inside her. As she felt his digits move within Seph, she pressed down on her stomach, forcing Seph's walls to contract around them even further. The sensation was almost too much to bear, and Seph cried out in pleasure as her body convulsed with ecstasy.
Seph watched her carefully, her eyes narrowing as Narcissa continued to work her magic. Her actions had instantaneous results, and Seph found herself struggling to maintain control over the wave of emotions that threatened to overwhelm her.
Seph was lost in the moment, completely consumed by the sensations coursing through her body. And as Seph shuddered and gasped, she couldn't help but wonder what other secrets Narcissa held.
Seph couldn't believe the sensations that Lucius was eliciting from her body as he delicately caressed her clitoris. Despite the tumultuous gyrations of her hips, he remained steady and focused, determined to bring Seph to the heights of pleasure.
As her inner muscles constricted around his fingers, a deep, guttural groan escaped his lips, and Seph knew that she was close. With each passing moment, her essence flowed forth, saturating his digits and drenching her thighs and the luxurious sheets in her sweet nectar.
But Lucius was determined to taste every last drop of her ambrosial release, and he endeavored to lap it all up. However, Seph's fervent climax proved too much for him to contain, and she felt her body convulse with pleasure as she rode the waves of ecstasy.
And then, as if that wasn't enough, Narcissa's hand pressed her against Lucius' fingers, and the ball of fire that had coiled so tightly in her stomach exploded. The waves of pleasure that followed were so intense that they consumed her completely, and for a moment, everything around Seph evaporated into nothingness.
It was just her, riding wave after wave of pleasure in total darkness, lost in the sensations that Lucius and Narcissa had elicited from her body.
As Seph started to fall asleep, a sensation of pleasure began to awaken her senses. Seph discerned the presence of a figure behind her, their delicate fingers caressing her midriff with exquisite tenderness. Moreover, a tantalizing tongue glided along the contours of her inner thigh, setting her nerves alight with a rarefied thrill.
Seph languidly opened one of her eyes, her body still buzzing with the aftershocks of pleasure. And then, she saw him - Lucius, staring up at her with his mesmerizing ice-blue orbs, peering up at her from between her legs. He had been indulging in the final remnants of her sweet nectar, savoring the taste of her release.
Clearly, Lucius was delighting in his own prowess, having elevated Seph to the pinnacle of ecstasy, all while his intended bride bore witness. But as he elevated his head and delicately dabbed his mouth with the fabric of his sleeve, Seph couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that she was the one who had brought him to this point.
"Seph, you are irresistible when you scream like that," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction.
"If you scream like that every time we make you cum, you may not have a voice tomorrow," Narcissa purred into her ear, pressing her chest against her.
Seph couldn't help but chuckle at her words. They were dangerous, but she couldn't deny the pleasure that they brought her. "So Seph, was being intimate with my fiancé and I everything you hoped it would be?" she asked, her voice low and sensual.
"I think it was better," Seph said, panting with a hint of satisfaction on her lips. And it was true - the pleasure they had given her was beyond anything she had ever experienced before.
With a lingering sense of vertigo, Seph eventually came to the realization that she was still quite vulnerably situated. Despite her attempts to modestly conceal herself, Lucius remained steadfast in his refusal to let her do so. His unyielding grasp upon her quivering thighs effortlessly preventing any semblance of modesty.
Seph could feel the heat of embarrassment rising in her cheeks, the shame of being exposed so intimately in front of them was almost unbearable. But despite her discomfort, she couldn't deny the undeniable thrill that coursed through her body at the touch of Lucius' hands on her skin.
Seph cursed herself for her weakness, for allowing herself to succumb to such base desires. In that moment, she was both repulsed and aroused, caught between the conflicting emotions that warred within her.
A sense of filth had suddenly overcome Seph, no, a feeling worse than such. Seph had allowed two individuals who were soon to be joined in holy matrimony to lay their hands upon her. It was a momentary lapse in judgment, a weakness that she could not fathom. In the span of fifteen minutes, she had descended from a paragon of chastity, having only known the embrace of only one, to a lascivious creature who indulged in trysts of three.
And yet, Seph had surrendered herself to them with such ease, as if possessed by a frenzied desire. It was not as if she had never been touched before, but this was different. This was a transgression, a betrayal of her own beliefs and principles. Even now, Seph yearned for their touch, craving for them to shed their clothing and caress her form anew. The thought itself was repulsive, and yet her body betrayed her.
Was she a wretched soul for this? Uncertainty plagued her thoughts, and she was now acutely aware of her unclothed state, feeling a sudden pang of self-consciousness. Seph had always been in control, but now she felt vulnerable and exposed. It was a feeling that she despised, and yet she could not shake it off. She had been foolish to let her guard down, to allow herself to be used in such a manner.
As she sat there, trying to collect her thoughts, Seph realized the enormity of her mistake. She had compromised her own integrity, and for what? A moment of fleeting pleasure? Seph was disgusted with herself, and yet a part of her longed for more. It was a battle that she knew she could not win, and so she retreated into the shadows of her mind, hoping to escape the shame and guilt that consumed her.
"What's with the sudden display of modesty?" Lucius asked with a teasing smile as Narcissa held her arms back, preventing Seph from covering her bare breasts. Seph felt a sense of shame and vulnerability wash over her as she sat there exposed before them.
"I um…I…" Seph stammered, her voice wavering as she avoided eye contact. Seph knew that she was being ridiculous, but she couldn't help feeling ashamed of her own body.
"Seph," Lucius said, his voice deepening with concern as he noticed her unease. "Tell me what's the matter."
Seph took a deep breath, steeling herself to face their judgment. "Do you think I'm a slut for allowing you to do this to me?" Seph blurted out, feeling the weight of her own words as soon as they left her mouth.
"Seph!" Narcissa's voice cut through the room, firm and clear. Seph closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable condemnation.
But instead of judgment, Narcissa's voice was filled with understanding. "Did you like how we made you feel?" she asked gently.
Seph opened her eyes slowly, meeting Narcissa's gaze. "Yes," she whispered, her voice filled with anticipation.
"Do you regret that it happened?" Narcissa asked, her eyes searching Seph's.
"No," Seph said firmly, knowing that it was the truth.
"Neither do we," she said, a small smile playing at the corner of her lips. "You have nothing to be ashamed of. You don't need to cover yourself or be embarrassed."
"That's right, Seph," Lucius said, his voice filled with concern and tenderness. He was still kneeling between her legs, his expression reflecting his worry for her. "We did this out of love and care for you, not to take advantage of you. We want you to feel cherished and valued, not dirty or ashamed. You are one of us, Seph, and no matter what happens, we will always be here for you."
His words were like a balm to her soul, and Seph felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. It was hard to believe that she had found such acceptance and support in the most unlikely of places. Lucius and Narcissa had always been her friends, but she had never expected them to understand the depths of her desires, let alone indulge them.
But here they were, holding her close and reassuring her that she was not alone. Seph could feel the warmth of their bodies against hers, and it was a comforting sensation. It was a reminder that she was not just a tool to be used and discarded, but a person who was valued and wanted.
Seph took a deep breath and leaned into their embrace, feeling the tension in her body melt away. It was a freeing feeling, and Seph knew that she could trust them completely. No matter what happened in the future, she knew that she had found a place where she belonged.