The next day seemed to simultaneously go by so slowly and also so quickly as you waited for the clock to strike 10 o'clock at night. You had sheltered yourself in your room all day, trying hard to read your books and concentrate as you bided your time. You had barely eaten as well; your stomach was too nervous to really eat anything and so you had mainly just sipped on water all day.
Soon enough, your family had all gone to their beds, the candles throughout your grand house had been put out for the most part, and the house maids all retired to their own quarters.
You were wearing a very lightweight shift dress, your most comfortable garment, and you draped a deep blue velvet cloak around you and lifted the hood, so that when you snuck out and made your way to the carriage Lucius was to send, you would blend in better with the night around you.
At 9:58, you quietly opened your window and slowly and carefully climbed out and then onto the side trellis and gently stepped down until your feet touched the soft grass below. Wasting no more time, you ran across the front garden and out onto the quiet streets, and sure enough, around the corner and a bit down from your home, that elegant all black carriage with the black horses was waiting for you.
The coachman, being quite discrete and without saying a word, opened the carriage door for you and the moment you stepped in your nerves began to really start. The nerves weren't necessarily a bad thing, but you definitely noticed the butterflies beginning to form in your stomach. Despite that though, the scent of the carriage alone was pure heaven. It smelled delightfully of pine and leather, the essence of Lucius Malfoy, and those nerves in your stomach slowly began to turn into feelings of anticipation. Luckily you didn't have to wait as long as you would have thought. From your home to Lucius' it took about 25 minutes. Lucius home was a bit out of the city, down a long drive that seemingly lead into a forest, however a clearing eventually appeared, and what you witnessed was a house, no, a Manor, that was pure ancient nobility. The Manor would have been perfectly suited to house any king or queen and you wondered then how lonely Lucius must have felt out here in the countryside, all alone with nothing but his servants and his gardens to keep him company. Your heart beat fast, not only due to the fact that the carriage had now pulled up to the front of the Manor but perhaps realizing that Lucius wanted this just as badly as you did, due to his loneliness…and maybe even more.
The footman opened the carriage and offered his hand to help you out of the carriage and, still, without saying a word motioned with his hand for you to climb up the front steps and up towards the intimidating grand doors of the Manor. Your heart beat in tandem with each step you climbed until finally you were face to face with the doors and right as your hand lifted slightly to knock, the door opened, revealing none other than the master of the house himself, Lord Lucius Malfoy.
Your heart skipped a few beats at the sight of the man with which you were about to share every intimate detail with. He was gorgeous in the light of the moon that seemed to shine down upon him, his platinum hair sleek and shining and pulled back at the nape of his neck with a leather ribbon. His tall, manly form clad in all black, a black that was as rich and decadent as the night itself. He wore no gloves, but you noticed a few silver rings gracing some of his large, graceful fingers, and for some reason it made your body tingle. Would those perfect looking hands and fingers be on you soon? Your heart beat fast and your body shivered in anticipation as your eyes met his.
You had yet to speak, not only because you had been admiring the beautiful man in front of you but because you had been struck at how he answered the door himself. Surely in a Manor this grand, there would be numerous servants about.
Lucius must have seen your wide eyed expression, probably noting your nervousness and anticipation but also your questioning gaze. "Good evening Miss Y/N," he said, his voice husky and deep, as seductive as the night itself. "It's just us tonight," he said as he offered you his hand as he led you across the threshold and into his home. "I can assure you my footman is quite discrete."
Lucius looked you over with his piercing silver gaze, however you were looking at the gorgeous environment that was Lucius' home. The most grand chandelier you had ever seen in your life hung above a spacious foyer that was floor to ceiling marble, as if you had been transported into a French chateau. The light from the hundreds of lit candles cast an ethereal and romantic glow throughout the grand space and an epic staircase, also made from the same beautiful marble, led to an upstairs area which you could see was expansive with numerous doors showing that this Manor had every type of room one could dream of.
"Come with me," Lucius said gently as he hooked your hand in the crook of his arm, and gallantly began to lead you across the floor and up the grand stairs.
Still staring wide eyed at your surroundings the second floor was more subdued but still so elegant. The floor here was beautiful parquet wood, as well as the walls were also paneled wood, and there was never ending candelabras, portraits, antiquities and hints of greens and silvers everywhere. Door after door you passed, your eyes took in everything so quickly, from numerous studies, to a grand library, to guest rooms and sun rooms. Finally, when it felt as if you had been walking for quite some time, Lucius stopped in front of a door and opened it, revealing a most spectacular bedroom.
It was most definitely his room; masculine but still stunningly decorated. The biggest four poster bed you had seen in your life took over the far side of the room, where another equally as impressive chandelier hung above it. The green velvet of the drapes and the bedding looking so rich, your body longed to feel it, and your mind couldn't help but fantasize about laying on it naked, which caused your cheeks to flush at your own scandalous thoughts.
A green velvet, chaise lounge sat in the middle of the room, and various dark wooden armoires and bookshelves took over a lot of the wall space and the wood of all of the pieces of furniture were spectacularly gilded. A huge fireplace took up most of the left wall, where there was a low fire crackling, making the atmosphere even more romantic than you could have hoped for.
Finally, after taking in your fill of his room, you looked back at the gorgeous man himself, his eyes were intense upon you as you pulled back the hood of your cloak. Your hair was fully down and falling in soft waves, and Lucius seemed to take it in, his eyes sparkling in the light of the fire. He stepped closer, his tall body seeming to tower over your petit one, and yet he didn't scare you; you were nervous, yes, but not scared.
"Are you sure about this?" He asked with the upmost care in his voice, his brow furrowing slightly.
Your mouth was dry from the nerves and you licked your lips slightly before you spoke, something you noticed his eyes take in as he studied you. "Yes, I'm sure," you said knowing that you meant it completely besides your voice being a bit shaky.
Lucius' own hands, quite steady and sure, reached up to the clasp of your cloak and unhooked it gently, letting it fall to the ground around you.
Lucius had always been the gentleman, even that first night that he had seen you in the dark gardens, you had seen his eyes flick briefly up and down, taking you in, unlike the ogling stares of most men who would openly gawk at yourself and the other young women of the ton. However, tonight, Lucius had his fill of you as he looked and didn't hide it this time, and the way he looked at you didn't disgust you as it did when other men did it…the way Lucius looked at you made your core ache with a pleasantness that you'd never experienced before. You had perhaps been subconsciously aware that by not wearing a corset or any other undergarments under your shift dress, that it would be something Lucius would notice right away. The thin fabric leaving little to the imagination as your expectant and perky nipples hardened under his gaze.
Lucius clenched his jaw briefly before his eyes moved back to yours, the silver in them as molten as they had been when you had asked this favor of him the other night. You now recognized it as a sign of his own arousal, those gorgeous eyes of his portraying so much emotion and desire without him even having to say a word.
His warm hands slowly reached up to cup your face, your eyes closing in bliss at the feeling of his comforting and assuring touch. One of his thumbs rubbed tenderly along your cheek as he leaned his head down to place a kiss on your cheek right where his thumb had just been. Your eyes had fluttered shut at feeling him treat you with such tenderness as your mind and body were calling out for more as you sighed out sweetly. You felt his hands then move to your back where they traced delicious lines up and down before settling on the lacing of your gown. His lips moved from your cheek to the crook of your neck where he placed another soft kiss, causing your skin to prickle with gooseflesh, and then to your ear where he whispered in that deep, addicting voice of his. "May I?"
You knew what he meant as you felt his fingers grip the lacings of your gown. He wanted you completely bare for him. This was one of the parts you were nervous for. However, you wanted this, so incredibly much, and so with a shallow breath of nerves you nodded your head and whispered "yes."
Lucius pulled at the lacing, and within a few seconds his perfect hands were at your shoulders, as he stepped back a bit so that when he moved the dress down your arms he could take you in.
You felt everywhere that his silver gaze took you in, almost as if it left an aura in its path. You so instinctually wanted to cover up the parts of your body that had since now been forbidden to anyone else, but you gained more confidence by the second as you saw how he looked at you as if you were the most perfect goddess he had ever seen. From the petiteness of your stature and waist, to the womanly fullness of your breasts and bottom, you knew Lucius was absolutely besotted, and if you needed any more indication you noticed a rather large bulge where his manhood would be, straining against the tighter fitting pants of his suit, something which caused your core to clench involuntarily.
Lucius almost sighed out with a moan when he next spoke, "You are so incredibly beautiful Y/N."
You finally blushed, despite having stood naked already for the past few moments, not only from the compliment, but because you noticed he had called you simply by your name. No use of formal titles or anything.
After a few more moments of silent reverence on his end he stepped back to stand more closely to you and leaned down to place the most warm and passionate kiss on your lips. It was your first kiss, and all you had ever wanted in life was to feel any type of passion, the type that you read about in your novels, and finally here it was. It took your breath away.
After he had his fill and you were both needing to catch your breath, he took you by the hand and led you to the green velvet chaise lounge, indicating for you to sit. Your eyes must have mirrored your confusion. If you were being honest with yourself, you had half expected him to lead you to the bed, do the deed, and then politely send you on your way. However, he clearly had other intentions and ideas.
And so you sat on the cushioned chaise, the velvet feeling heavenly against your skin, just as you had imagined. However he didn't sit down next to you, but he slowly circled the chaise, lightly caressing your shoulders with his ringed fingers as he walked behind you and then back around to the front, your skin already pebbled with gooseflesh. He stopped in front of you and you innocently looked up at him from where he towered over you. Suddenly he sank to his knees, and he was so tall that even on his knees in front of you his face was at your own eye level.
"Tell me…" he said as he looked at your bare body in front of him and then back up into your eyes. "Have you ever touched yourself….pleasured yourself?"
You blushed slightly, at the blunt question and didn't know how to answer, fearing that you would be judged.
"I won't judge you. Quite the contrary," he said comfortingly, as he again seemed to know exactly what was on your mind.
"Yes, a few times," you answered truthfully. You had definitely touched yourself before after reading some of your more intense romance novels. You'd never forget the moment you had first experienced an orgasm from your own touch. And if you were honest you had thought about Lucius once or twice during these times in recent memory.
"Good," he praised, his mouth quirking into soft smile. You felt relief and also felt a sense of sexiness. He seemed to be proud of you in a way and it was entirely surprising but not unwelcome. However you weren't expecting what was coming next. "Show me how you do it," he said, the silver of his eyes burning into your own eyes, his body so close to you as he kneeled still facing you.
You looked at him, as if waiting for him to say he was joking, but when he kept looking at you with those encouraging gorgeous eyes, you realized he was serious.
"Well…I…" you stuttered a bit, your shyness and also your boldness conflicting with one another in your mind.
"I want to see what you like. What you find pleasurable…how your body reacts," he said as he placed one of his warm hands on your thigh and caressing it, which caused your aching core to clench in desire. "I'm going to take it slow with you, I assure you. I want it to be a pleasurable experience for you. You selected me after all, an honor I don't take lightly."
Your mouth slightly hung agape at hearing all of this from Lucius, your heart swelling in appreciation for this gorgeous man in front of you, and you knew once again that you had made the right decision in asking this of him. "Show me," he repeated again, his hand still rubbing you on your thigh. Taking in a deep breath, you leaned back against the chaise and then you spread your legs a bit more open so that you'd have better access to touch yourself.
Lucius was still at your eye level, but with you leaning back he got a complete and up close view of your glistening sex, the pink petals of your lips slick with longing and anticipation.
You looked at Lucius, who was looking at you and it was everything. His eyes drank you in as he looked at your core with a reverence as his jaw clenched and he swallowed hard, and to top it all off you saw that his manhood was still achingly hard in his trousers, this sight causing your core to clench, which then caused Lucius to sigh out as he saw your tight hole pulsate with longing. "My God…you're stunning darling," he said as he looked back up at you, a wicked smirk on his lips as his eyes shined bright with desire.
Him calling you darling made you sigh out as well and your skin tingle as your right hand began to slowly move down your body and head straight to your core. Your middle finger dipped slightly into your entrance bringing your slickness with it as you then slowly moved your finger up to start circling around your clit.
The instant your finger met your clit, your back arched and your head fell back as a soft moan escaped your lips. You felt Lucius' fingers tighten where they had been on your thigh and heard him began to encourage and praise you.
"Yes sweet girl, that's it," his voice said soothingly and reverently.
You couldn't help but moan out again as your finger began moving faster and faster against your clit at hearing his words of encouragement.
"Yes, you know exactly what you want," he praised, as your back arched a little more.
Even when you had touched yourself before, you had never felt this good. For some reason, being here with Lucius, in this forbidden act of defiance against society and propriety, and the way in which his seductive voice encouraged you on and made you feel like you were something to be worshipped and praised, made the pleasure you were feeling go to a completely new level. At this point you were absolutely soaking, and you knew there would be a mess on his lovely chaise lounge and yet even that couldn't distract you from beginning to move your hips in a thrusting motion, as your back arched even more and your finger moved faster and faster on your clit.
"Lucius," you moaned out, not exactly sure what you were calling out his name for, or even realizing that was the first time you had used his name improperly out loud.
"Tell me what you feel sweet girl," he said as his hand still rubbed encouraging circles on your thigh.
"Feels so good," you breathed out as your eyes bore into his with an intensity you knew he could feel. "It's never felt this good before."
You heard Lucius hum in satisfaction under his breath and you longed to always hear that sound, and more. Your mind ran wild with fantasies about what he would sound like during his pleasure and those thoughts alone had your core start fluttering with the onsets of an orgasm, which you knew would be the strongest orgasm of your life as of yet.
"Lucius, I…" you moaned as your hips continued to thrust in time with your finger on your clit, soaked with your own essence. "Lucius," you said again, as you built up to your tipping point. "I adore how vocal you are darling, tell me what you want," he said as his grip on you tightened, his rings digging into your thigh in a pleasurable way. If hearing him encourage you was the last thing you heard in life, you could die happy. But before your body tipped over the edge into bliss you knew you needed something more.
"Touch me…please," you moaned, needing to feel him touch you even more.
You saw Lucius clench his jaw briefly, a now recognizable sign of his arousal, and without saying a word, he immediately complied with your desires. His right hand reached up to cup and squeeze your left breast tenderly but firmly, his hand warm but where his rings graced his fingers the metal of it was cool against your heated skin. Seeming to know exactly what he was doing, Lucius rubbed his ring clad knuckles then over your pert nipple, causing you to moan out at the sensation and thrust your hips and arch your back even more.
Repeating the same ministrations to your right breast, the feel of Lucius' touch was driving you ever closer to your release, your core already weeping with arousal causing the velvet where you sat to become wet.
"Lucius!" You couldn't help but moan out at what you felt next.
His hand had dipped lower from his attentions to your breast to now next to where your hand was currently working your clit, and knowing exactly what you needed, seamlessly moved your hand quickly out of the way and replaced his thumb over your clit himself, so he could finish you off.
Both of your hands now clutched to the edge of the chaise lounge as Lucius' finger worked you perfectly, exactly how you needed, until you couldn't take it anymore.
Lucius must have sensed you were about to fall over the edge, since his eyes were glued on your flushed face and all you needed was one last moment of his amazing encouragement. "Yes Y/N, come for me my sweet girl, you're there. Let go."
All at once your body felt as if it had come alive, as if you had never been alive before this very moment. Your entire body quivered and quaked and you vaguely sensed that you had been crying out into the room as pure bliss rocked your entire soul. You felt your inner walls clench around nothing and pulsate as your orgasm went on for what seemed like forever and ever, all the while Lucius' magical thumb flicking and rubbing on your clit to make your orgasm keep going and going as he whispered praises at you.
Your eyes had been shut and your head had been thrown back as you had come, but after the last aftershocks of your orgasm finally wore off, you lifted your head and opened your eyes to see the gorgeous sight of Lucius staring down at you with nothing but reverence, his right hand still hovering over your sex as his thumb was still gently and slowly rubbing your clit, to his left hand which was palming his hard length through his pants, a sight which made your drenched cunt clench briefly, as if your body knew that you wanted to fully see what he was currently palming in his left hand. Much too soon though Lucius removed his hand from himself and your clit and placed both of his warm hands on your thighs as he looked into your eyes. "You did so well darling," he said leaning in to kiss your heated forehead.
You breathed out a sigh of post orgasm bliss and reached your hand out to lightly clutch to the lapel of his suit, your eyes darting down to his pants where his erection was still straining to be released. You reached your hand towards his length, indicating you wanted to touch and see him.
"Lucius, let me-" you began to say before he interrupted.
"Oh that'll be for another night, don't you worry," he said with a smirk, noting the confusion and determination in your gaze. "I told you I'd take it slow with you."
"But-" you began to say to protest, your cunt already aching for more pleasure and for more of him.
"When I'm done with you, you will know all aspects of pleasure, and what it can truly be…" he promised, his silver eyes now determined. "There's much to teach you yet."
Your skin shivered in anticipation and longing and your lust riddled mind raced with all of the possibilities of what he was going to show you and wishing it could all happen tonight.
"Patience sweet girl," he soothed as he finally stood up from his kneeling position and then offered you his hand for you to stand as well. "The wait will be worth it, I assure you."
You stood up, despite your legs feeling like jelly, and you looked up at him with wide eyes of reverence of your own. This man was truly not like any other you'd ever meet again, and your heart hurt slightly with something that felt what you could only describe as bittersweet.
As you began to dress yourself, Lucius walked over to a side table with a pitcher of fresh water on it and poured you a glass, something which you thought was extremely galant and thoughtful of him. You noticed that there was a wet spot as well on the velvet chaise lounge from where you had been and your cheeks flushed a bit as Lucius came back to your side offering you the glass of water.
"I apologize…" you said as you took the water and sipped as you indicated to where you had been seated.
"Don't ever apologize for that," Lucius said with a soft smile as he went to pick up your cloak so that he could fasten it over your shoulders for you.
You smiled softly, not wanting the night to end, but you finished the water and placed the glass on the side table. All you wanted was to stay in this room forever with Lucius, so that he could show you a world full of pleasure and bliss. To go back to your real life was truly heartbreaking in that moment.
Seeming to always know what you were thinking, Lucius took your hand in his and squeezed it slightly in comfort, and put it in the crook of his arm as he walked you out of the room and back towards the front door of the Manor.
When you got to the front door he led you outside to where the black carriage was waiting for you but not before he took your left hand and raised it to his mouth to place a soft kiss to your knuckles.
"Until tomorrow night," he said as he bowed slightly at the hips, as he then helped you into the carriage.
You leaned out the window one last time to give him a smile, and he returned one of his own, watching the carriage leave the long drive of his home, his gorgeous silver eyes watching until you disappeared from view. Leaning back against the plush green cushions of the carriage, you closed your eyes in satisfied bliss from the night you had just experienced, and knowing that the next few nights would be even better. Your core clenched in longing, and you knew waiting until the next night would feel like ages, so until then you would dream and dream on what was to come.