A/N: Hey everyone! Thanks for sticking with me between breaks. I love you all. And I would love to hear from you. Don't be shy!
This is a pure smut-tastic chapter. Rated M and not much plot, so enjoy!
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Lacey was well aware of the stares she was getting from nearly every witch and wizard she elbowed past in the Ministry. It wasn't only because she was fighting through groups of people as if her life depended on it, but more because of her attire. She had forgone robes for her tan muggle trench coat that only reached her mid-thigh, and not much at all on underneath. As she stood in the lift, surrounded by people giving her horrified looks, she realized in hindsight that her plan wasn't as flawless as she imagined if she had to encounter half of wizarding London before she even attempted it.
Breathing a sigh of relief when she stepped out onto the floor of the Ministry that she now knew very well, Lacey paused when she looked in the direction of Lucius' office and found the door closed and the glass of the floor to ceiling windows blackened with a spell Lucius used when in important meetings.
Lacey's stomach clenched in anger and nerves, wondering just what he would need to keep from prying eyes in a mere interview with a potential secretary and her mind jumped immediately to a worse-case scenario conclusion. She looked down at her heels and the get-up she thought would steal the show and suddenly felt childish and insecure. At that moment she wasn't quite sure what had possessed her to plan on marching into Lucius' office in front of a woman she didn't know in a short trench and lingerie, like she had seen happen in the cheesy muggle movies her and her younger sister used to watch on summer holiday, curled up in bed together with a hidden flask of Ogden's. In those films, it all played out just right, but now she wasn't sure that her spontaneous idea was going to go so smoothly.
She ran a hand down the back of her hair, smoothing it to not much avail, and in her pause, she heard a high-pitched giggling coming out of Lucius' office followed by the low, dark-chocolate-and-a-shot-of-whiskey laugh that could only come from the one man that now occupied every one of her fantasies. He was in there, laughing with some daft bird, not even thinking twice about her. Was she really that replaceable?
Snap out of it, Lace. What have you got to lose? Him?
She didn't really want to answer that question, nor did she want to continue to talk to herself like a crazy person, so she pulled herself together with a deep breath, harnessed the jealousy that was making it difficult for her to breathe, and headed towards the door.
The second his office door burst open, every face held the same look—surprise. Lacey was shocked that she hadn't found them fucking, the girl, and she could really only be called a girl by the looks of how young she was, had been cut off mid-sentence and her green eyes betrayed her confusion, and Lucius was simply surprised to see Lacey, and yet, not that surprised at all.
Clearing his throat, Lucius broke the awkward silence that had followed Lacey's entry, "Did you need something Miss Delaney?"
"Actually, yes," she nodded, jumping in before the girl could speak, "Sorry honey, but the job has been filled. Thanks for coming though. I am sure you are really delightful, but it just wasn't meant to be."
Lucius leaned back in his chair, placing his fist over his mouth to hide his laughter as he watched the young girl, Sarah, gape unattractively at being ordered about. She was a haughty little pureblood fresh out of Hogwarts with no real-world experience and had clearly never been spoken to like that before.
"I'm sorry, but Mr. Malfoy and I were in the middle of an interview and he didn't tell me that the position was filled. I don't know who you are, but clearly you don't have any manners if you are going to barge in on a meeting like this," Sarah held her head up high and Lucius stifled another bout of laughter. He knew better than anyone that Lacey was not going to take a response like that lying down, and was truly happy that she was there. He had missed her, had missed this—every facet of her that was so unpredictable.
"You are right. I don't have any manners. Which is why I can tell you to get out of my boyfriend's office because I don't have a lot of clothes on underneath this coat and I plan of making the most of that with him on that desk," Lacey said matter-of-factly, raising an eyebrow at the petite blonde sitting in the chair in front of her. Sarah gave her a scandalized look and at this, Lucius stood up and his countenance took on a completely different emotion. He was no longer laughing, but highly impressed, turned on, and just the slightest bit sorry for the poor girl that he never really wanted to be his secretary in the first place.
"I do think it may be time for you to leave, Miss Chittingham, although it was a pleasure," he dismissed her and the girl had no choice but to storm out of the office, mumbling under her breath, leaving Lacey finally alone with the man she had missed for days. Lacey shut the door and then turned to him.
"Well, hello there Lacey," Lucius said, his words nearly a purr. He raked his eyes over her tousled hair and the short trench coat to her long, bare legs and heels, "I wasn't expecting to see you."
"I wasn't expecting it either. But here I am. Just in time, thankfully. And just in case it wasn't obvious, I'll take the job if it's still on the table."
"Oh, I think we could work something out," he smirked, walking out from behind his desk and moving closer to her, "But I seem to recall you saying that you had a lack of clothing on underneath this coat and I must say that I can hardly think of anything else at the moment." He reached his hand up to cup her cheek, stroking her soft skin and letting his hand fall to her exposed collarbone, trailing his fingers to where the first button of the coat was. Lacey pushed his hand gently away with a smirk.
"Did you miss me?" she asked and his eyes darkened. He bent his head to plant a kiss right below her ear on her neck, causing Lacey to moan softly. She hadn't realized missing his touch so much would cause her to go wanton for him so quickly. "Don't ask stupid questions," he chastised her, "And if you came here simply to tease me then you are going to be exceedingly sorry."
She could hear the hidden playfulness in his voice, mixed with dominant undertones as he gave a sharp and unexpected smack to her arse. Her reaction caused her to move closer to him and he put his hand on the middle of her back to keep her pressed to his chest, "I also seem to recall you saying that I was your boyfriend."
This time Lacey blushed, "You are if you want to be. I've done a lot of thinking and I was stupid for holding back. I'm all in, Lucius. I want it. This. Us. Everything."
She wouldn't have ever been able to tell by the look on his face, but Lucius felt a surge of relief and an intense happiness fill him. If he was being completely honest, he wanted that just as badly, if not more, and being without her had been hell for him. To show her so without marking himself as ridiculously emotional, he let his face crack into a small, genuine smile.
"Take this damned coat off and get on my desk. We can talk about all that later, darling," he told her, his smile giving him away and Lacey broke into a wide grin herself. This was everything she wanted. This was them…and it couldn't have been more perfect. Even a simple 'yes' from him wouldn't have meant more than that.
She took a step back from him and slowly unbuttoned her trench coat one button at a time, with a teasingly seductive look on her face, her confidence bolstered by his words. Lucius' erection was already getting uncomfortable in his trousers by the time her breasts were on display for him in a sheer, lacy, black bra and he moved to sit down in the chair Sarah had vacated, facing Lacey and enjoying the semi-voyeurism.
"You came all the way here, through the whole Ministry in only this, to seduce me in my office?" he smirked, unbuttoning his trousers and pulling down his zipper as she hit the fourth button down the coat, exposing her taut stomach and bellybutton.
"That was the plan Mr. Malfoy," Lacey grinned, finally reaching the last button and pulling open the coat to reveal her entire set of black lingerie. Her tiny sheer thong finished the ensemble, along with a scrap of black lace serving as a garter around her thigh, "Too much?" she asked, a little worried when he didn't say anything.
"Well, you know I prefer you in nothing at all, but this…this is…" he couldn't find the words to finish his sentence, as most of the blood was leaving his brain anyway. He had pulled himself out of his trousers and his gorgeous, thick cock was fully hard. Lacey saw it twitch impatiently as he looked hungrily at her.
She dropped the trench to the floor and it pooled around her feet in her tall black heels. She gave a slight turn so he could see her practically bare arse and the negligible amount of fabric covering it and watched as he grasped the base of his cock and started to greedily stroke it.
Lacey took a step towards Lucius, entranced with how good he looked leaning back in the chair, his trousers pushed down his thighs and one hand cupped his balls while the other stroked himself, "You really couldn't contain yourself, could you?" she teased, half wishing it was her hand on him, but enjoying how roughly he gripped his cock and his face tensed in pleasure.
"Well if you are going to just be a bloody tease then I had to do something, didn't I?" he grunted out, "You look so fucking perfect and I…"
Lacey dropped to her knees in front of him, spreading her legs and putting her hands on his thighs, "You what?"
He groaned as he gave his cock another sharp tug, but Lacey grabbed his hand and swatted it away, replacing it with her own as she gently began stroking his shaft, "You infuriating woman, you should know…"
Lacey inclined her head but kept her light blue eyes locked with his and her lips just ghosted the head of his cock. She noticed his hands tense as he grabbed the armrests and she stuck her tongue out just slightly, almost licking him, "But I don't. And I want to hear you say it."
Pure fear of his emotions drove Lucius to fist a hand into her messy hair and jerk her forward toward his cock, but she turned her cheek with an impish grin so the side of her face just brushed against his velvet length. "Lacey…" he breathed, and she could hear the need in his voice, so once again she opened her mouth and moved as if she were going to take him, but then quickly backed away and stood up.
Fire shot through Lucius' eyes as he quickly followed suit, kicking off his trousers and hastily unbuttoning his shirt, "You are going to pay for that…"
"Am I?" she flirted, taking a step back and biting her lip, "Just tell me what you were going to say Lucius and I'll be a good girl. Promise."
"No," it was a short and final answer, but he knew she wouldn't give up. He was upon her in an instant and his mouth crushed against hers, seeking the warmth and the sexy fight for control he had missed so much in the past days. She melted readily under his touch, moaning into his mouth when he palmed her breasts and the pair found themselves making their way towards his sleek mahogany and glass desk. Although Lacey had vividly pictured them fucking on top of it, she was still more than pleased when Lucius maneuvered her so that she was bent over it, arse in the air, calves stretched as even her heels and her height didn't put her at exactly the right place, and arms laid out in front of her submissively across the desk. She had no idea what he was going to do, but the wetness in her panties was proof that she didn't really care as long as he touched her.
All that was keeping her bent over the desk was his firm hand on her lower back, but other than that, his body was disconnected from her and the separation was painful for Lacey. "If anyone else had been in my office, that little stunt you just pulled would have been a mistake…and let's not forget how you acted the last time I saw you."
Lacey was just relieved that he wasn't really wondering how she had shown up at just the right time in the first place. She focused on his dark, low voice and could nearly feel his gaze on her. "I was rude, I know." She finally answered him, but all she got in return was another unexpected slap to her arse. She jolted against the table, her breasts, only covered by the extremely thin fabric of her bra, rubbed against the cold glass of the desktop and caused her nipples to pebble.
"Rude is an understatement. You were also ungrateful…"
Slap
"Stubborn…"
Slap
"…and you left me and didn't talk to me for an entire weekend."
Lacey whimpered when he spanked her three more times and then gently caressed where he had hit her, bringing the rosiness out onto her pale skin even more. She tried to reach around the desk for anything to grab onto but found nothing. "You didn't talk to me either…in case you forgot…not even one bloody owl…" she retorted.
His palm spanked her pussy this time and Lacey yelped. Her legs shook from the bewildering pleasure of it and Lucius couldn't help but smile at how turned on he saw she was, "That insolent mouth of yours is so troublesome sometimes, Lacey."
"You know I don't care. Are you just going to stand there Malfoy, or are you going to fuck me? Because at this rate, I might as well do it myself," Lacey groaned out, so sexually frustrated, turned on, and panting for him that she felt she would die without his hands on her.
"Oh, is that what you want?" He took one finger and ran it down the length of her back, followed the curve of her arse, and then dipped it underneath her panties into her wet folds, "You want me to fuck you Lacey?"
She tried to bite her lip to keep her mouth shut, but it didn't work and her low moan betrayed her. The way he was caressing her hips and softly rubbing her tender arse was killing her in the most delicious way and she wriggled her body, still under the control of his hand keeping her in place, and it showed him she was losing control.
Lucius looked at his lover…his girlfriend…and his breath caught in his chest at how sinful she looked spread out for him like that. He moved his hand from her back and down to the thin band of her thong and yanked on it so that it snapped off of her and left a red line around her pale hips. He did the same thing with the flimsy little garter, ripping it off her thigh. He loved each little squeal she made and moved closer to her, stroking himself a few more times before thrusting into her from behind.
The force literally moved Lacey's chest and tits back and forth against the glass beneath her, cooling her in contrast to the heat between her legs and his warm, thick cock inside of her. Lucius thrusted relentlessly into her with one hand on her shoulder and another on her hip, making her rock back into him so he could fill her more deeply with every stroke.
Lacey could hardly believe it but she was so close to an orgasm and breathlessly told Lucius so, which had the opposite effect she intended-he took himself out of her and left her panting and shaking against the table. After a moment, she felt she had enough strength to move as she recovered from being so close and not getting release, and stood up and whipped around on Lucius, who was standing there with the most devilish smirk on his face.
"Something wrong?"
"You fucking bastard," Lacey groaned as he looked over her body and saw the deep duskiness of her nipples beneath the sheer fabric of her bra and the pretty flush to her cheeks.
"We both know you deserved that," he winked at her, taking a step back towards and silencing her with a kiss that moved down her neck. He alternated each of her hard nipples into his mouth, biting and licking them, before placing his hands around her waist to lift her up and set her down on top of his desk. This time his ministrations didn't stop and he kissed down her stomach and when he got to her center, he jerked her knees apart and buried his face in her pussy. Lacey weaved her hands through his blonde hair as he slowly licked up her folds and took her clit in his mouth. He loved the way she screamed out his name, not caring if anyone could hear, and how delectable she tasted when he sucked a little harder on her clit and she came for him. He gave her a few lingering kisses there before looking up at her glowing face and heaving breasts.
"And…how come I suddenly deserved that?" she asked and he stood up between her legs, "Well, I always try to be a gentleman, and I honestly just couldn't resist. Now, let's make better use of this desk, shall we?"
He ran a finger down the side of her face before moving it to her mouth. Lacey sucked it eagerly as if it was his cock and the little action made Lucius even harder. "Dirty girl," he scolded her lightly, taking his finger out of her mouth and using it in tandem with his thumb to pinch her cheek. He then leaned over and with a few quick shoves, knocked all of his paperwork on the floor until the glass top was completely empty. With one graceful move, he was up on the desk, pulling Lacey on top of him so that she was straddling him and his back was flush to the cool glass.
"We are going to break it!" her eyes were wide as she ground against his erection and her wetness created delightful friction between them.
"The second you walked into this room wearing that coat, I wandlessly charmed the desk to hold both of our weights," he told her, looking up at her and reaching behind her back to take off her bra. He threw it to the floor and began to covetously cup and knead her breasts in his hands as she rocked back and forth against him, almost letting him slip into her a few times and causing him to grunt in pleasure.
"So you knew this would happen?" she raised an eyebrow at him.
"I hoped to Merlin it would, and look where we are now…" his tone was cheeky but infectious and Lacey placed her hands on the planes of his defined chest and he grasped his cock and lined it up with her sopping entrance. With one simultaneous movement from both of them, Lucius was once again inside of Lacey and bucking up into her tight, wet heat. She rolled her hips to coincide with his thrusts, making sure he came nearly all the way out of her before she would ease back down onto his length, causing him to sigh out her name and close his eyes in ecstasy. Lacey moved her hands from his chest to hers, pulling at her nipples as her tits bounced up and down, mesmerizing Lucius as he stared up at her.
"Fuck this feels so good…" she moaned, her voice cracking after she said it when they both fell over the plateau and began to race towards orgasm together. He coaxed her down to him and she pressed her chest against his so she could nip at his neck. He took her hair into his hand and into a makeshift ponytail and tugged on it hard with every stroke up into her body, causing her back to arch further as their bodies rubbed against one another. She knew he was close when he moved his grip from her hair and held her close to his body with his arms, grunting as he filled her over and over again. Lacey let herself go and scraped her nails down his chest as she orgasmed and cried out his name into his neck. He spilled himself inside of her a few moments after and was sure he had never come so intensely before. Her name had left his lips again and again and when they were both spent, he held her close to his chest for a while and stroked her slightly damp and perpetually messy hair as he felt her shallow breaths against his body.
"That was unbelievable," Lacey told him and her voice barely made it above a whisper. He tightened his arms around her in a hug of sorts.
"Every time is an adventure with you Lacey," he murmured into her hair and he could feel her cheek move against his pec and he could tell she was smiling, "What do you want to do now, darling?"
At this question, Lacey sleepily moved from her place snuggled against him so that she was supporting herself with her hands on the table and looked at Lucius with a smile and the most outrageous sex-hair imaginable, "So wait, is that definite a yes to wanting to be my boyfriend?"
"It always was a yes."
"Then I want to go home and I want to talk. I want to get to know you and I want you to know me." Her voice was decisive and stronger than it had been before and Lucius was well past hiding his emotions at that point. He felt so much for the woman lying on top of him that he didn't feel the need to hide the smile that her words caused.
"Then we will. Anything you want."
"Can you tell me now what you didn't say earlier?" She asked, tilting her head ever so slightly to the side and seeming more curious than prying. The feeling in Lucius' chest made it clear to him that now was the time. He simply couldn't hold it in any longer. Severus knew. His wife knew. And even Draco knew. There was no reason why she couldn't.
"I love you, Lacey. That is what I wanted to say."
A/N: AHH the 'L' word! Shorter chapter, I know, but I liked the way this stood by itself. Reviews would be lovely!
