Chapter 9

Dirty Weekend

Matilda had never seen a fancier hotel. Although her parents hadn't exactly been poor, because she'd spent the last five years living with her brother permanently, she'd not had the money to explore being a tourist in London. Her brother had taken her to a Travelodge for her 16th birthday so they could see a show and do some more tourist level sight seeing of London, which had been nice.

This hotel was not a Travelodge. This was Claridge's. She trailed behind him as he strode confidently into the hotel foyer and right up to the front desk to check in. He'd apparently paid for early check-in and late check-out the following day. They had no bags for the Concierge to deal with as they'd both shrunk their things before leaving Aidan's flat.

They were led up to the Mews Pavilion Suite. Matilda almost stumbled on the plush carpet when Lucius stepped aside to let her in. It was larger than Aidan's flat. Lucius had to admit, he was suitably impressed with the suite. It came with a full bathroom with a separate shower and bath, a large living room, two large bedrooms, and a mini bar with a small refrigerator.

Matilda explored the suite, looking at both bedrooms and wondering if he'd booked two so that it didn't seem so odd for an older man to be sharing a bed with a much younger woman.

Sensing her curiosity, he slipped his cloak off and tossed it over the back of an armchair. "I picked a suite with two beds mostly to give you the option of having your own space. I wouldn't want to assume you'd want to share a bed with me."

Matilda hadn't actually considered that. Honestly, she assumed that they would be sharing a bed, especially as they would be living together in less than two months.

"Oh. Uh, I don't think I would mind," she answered, biting her lip.

Lucius grinned. It made him happy to know that she didn't have any issue sharing a bed with him. He didn't want her to be afraid to be in a personal space with him.

Matilda then really looked at him. His hair was tied back with a black ribbon and he was wearing a three-piece suit that looked rather more muggle-like than his usual attire. He had a crisp white handkerchief in his pocket and silver snake tie pin perfectly placed on his tie. The suit was black, with black satin embroidery along the pockets and the waistcoat.

"Do you like it?" he asked when he noticed her looking.

Matilda nodded. "It's… well-fitted," she replied, blushing slightly.

Lucius smirked and stepped forward, stroking a finger down her cheek. "It's been some years since I had a reason to wear it. I thought it would be a good idea to dress a little more conservative, given where we are."

He leaned down to press his lips to hers and Matilda responded immediately, moving up onto her toes so she could close the distance, her small hands moving to rest against his chest. Lucius let his hands cradle her face as their kiss deepened, enjoying how her tongue confidently swirled against his own.

Matilda was perfectly content to continue their exploration, but Lucius pulled back again, earning a faint whine from her. If he was honest, he could have continued himself, but as he felt himself start to swell in his trousers, he thought it best to wait until they were back in the room later and relaxing with each other. He chuckled in response to the sound she made and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"Later, my dear. Let us go explore the city. Spend some of this muggle money."

Matilda licked her lips, her eyes still heated and her abdomen warm with need. "How… how much did you bring?"

Lucius pulls out a wad of rolled £50 notes and a smaller one of £20 notes. "I believe Draco acquired £10,000?"

Matilda's eyes go wide. "10… 10,000 muggle pounds?"

"Not enough?"

"That's… that's half someone's yearly salary in some jobs…"

She knew he was rich, that had never been in question. But, to be carrying around such an amount as though it was nothing but loose change was unreal to her.

Lucius blinked. That didn't seem like a lot of money. From what he understood from the exchange rate, £10,000 was the same as 2,000 Galleons. Surely, no one could live on only twice that? Still, it made him realise just how expensive the suite was in muggle terms.

"Just… don't wave it around. And I don't think you need it all for a bit of shopping. I'd leave at least three quarters here," she advised.

He wasn't sure he wanted to part with it, but knew if he secured it in his bag it would be safe from muggle hands. He unrolled the notes and took out a grand of £50s and £500 in £20s, stacking them together and putting them into the inside pocket of his jacket.

Matilda didn't want to get into the problem that some shops wouldn't be comfortable taking £50 notes, given the propensity of forged notes floating around.

"Do you know your way around London?"

"Some places I do, but I have a map on my phone we can use," Matilda responded, picking up her phone and turning it on, remembering she needed to text Aidan that she'd arrived safely. It was an older model of iPhone and had belonged to her brother until last year. The screen was cracked along the bottom and was being held in place by a screen protector. She hadn't wanted to risk using a repair spell to fix the screen as magic and technology could sometimes be volatile when mixed.

"Phones have maps?"

Matilda nodded and brought up the app for the maps, showing him that the phone knew exactly where they were in London and how to plot to another area, such as Leicester Square.

"It shows you the way, directing you down each path in turn and follows your progress so it can warn you if you take a wrong turn."

"I must say, that's rather ingenious. Perhaps a place to buy phones should be our first stop," Lucius commented.

Matilda nodded and plotted to the nearest one from the hotel. "Do you know what you might get?"

"One like yours I suppose. They do different kinds?" he asked.

"Oh, yes. Lots of different kinds, with difference price points."

Lucius nodded, already planning on buying Matilda a new phone. There was no need for her to be using a broken phone.

"Well then, shall we?" Lucius said, offering her his arm.

Matilda grinned and slipped on her handbag, checking the map again before popping her phone into her bag and then taking his arm.

On the way to the phone shop, Matilda pulled him into a Greggs Bakery, waxing lyrical about the joys of a sausage roll and a steak bake. She insisted on at least the sausage roll and a vanilla slice for herself and not having any idea about the types of foods a muggle shop would sell, he went for the same, smiling as he watched her devour the sausage roll in a matter of minutes. He cautiously bit into his roll and chewed thoughtfully. He hummed in surprise, having not expected such a simple food to have decent flavour. The pasty was buttery and perfectly flaky, and the sausage meat was tender and well-seasoned. He would need to remember the shop for future purchases.

Matilda was already working her tongue around the side of the vanilla slice, giving the confection a light squeeze to make the partially firm vanilla custard spill out the sides. He couldn't help but stare as he watched her lick at it, feeling his trousers become inappropriately tight.

He cleared his throat. "Enjoying that?"

Matilda giggled and blushed, having not even thought about how it would look for her to be tonguing a sweet pastry in the street.

"It's one of my favourites. They sometimes do a Bavarian Slice, which has a softer custard and a thin layer of jam on the bottom," she explained, humming wistfully.

"Perhaps we can find another place that sells them?" he suggested as he pulled his slice from the paper bag it had been placed in.

Some of the icing on the top of the slice had gotten stuck to the paper, which irked him, but it thankfully pulled free easily enough. He did the same as Matilda, giving the two pastry ends a squeeze so the custard would bulge out of the sides, then licked at them as she had.

"Mmm…" he hummed, appreciating the flavour.

Matilda grinned. She was glad he was enjoying some average muggle food. She wondered if she should introduce him to some international muggle fast foods, or take him to a supermarket.

She balled up the paper bags and dumped them into a nearby recycling bin, giving her fingers a final check for icing before he took her hand in his. They continued on, taking left turns and right turns according to Matilda's phone directions until they reached the phone shop she'd found earlier on the app.

The shop was largely like any other, displays full of merchandise and posters advertising the latest variants the manufacturers wanted to sell most of. The only difference to a wizard shop was the lack of magical items defying the laws of muggle gravity.

As Matilda had experience with iPhones, she showed him the latest model on display, showing him the basics of how it worked and even introducing him to the camera function, which he found fascinating. Wizard cameras were still rather large by comparison, though wizard pictures moved.

When the sales assistant came over to help, Lucius instructed them to retrieve two such models. Matilda also told him to get pay as you go SIM cards for them. She thought it would be easier to show him how to top up with credit than get a muggle contract when he didn't have a muggle bank account. Something to explain at a future date.

She didn't ask why he wanted two phones, she just assumed that he either wanted a spare, or intended to give one to his son. The sales assistant rattled on about insurance and phones cases, and tried to upsell on fancy headphones and a more powerful charger. Despite the products being muggle, Lucius knew how sales tactics worked and didn't fall for any of them, although, Matilda did recommend a couple of simple clear cases to protect the glass panels of the phones. He only relented when he remembered how her screen was cracked.

The assistant was surprised when he paid in cash, looking rather shiftily at Lucius.

"Oh, he's waiting for his bank card to be delivered, so the bank let him do a cash withdrawal to last until it arrives," Matilda quickly explained. Bank cards. Yet another thing for her to explain. Gringotts didn't need cards.

The assistant accepted her explanation and took the crisp bundle of £50 notes, checking each one for forgery before ringing up the total ad bagging the phones.

They left the shop and wandered in the direction of Savile Row. Lucius took interest in the upmarket clothing stores, wondering if perhaps he should buy some more muggle suits. He stopped outside of Henry Poole & Co. He considered going inside, but then decided to make a note of the shop and come back another time. This weekend was for Matilda, and he didn't want to waste time getting fitted for suits when he only had a little over a day with her.

They wandered more, heading towards Leicester Square through Soho, when Matilda stopped outside of a shop as they were nearing the theatre district that she had intended to visit at some point after leaving Hogwarts.

Lucius looked up at the signage – Ann Summer's. The display in the front had mannequins dressed in lingerie and Lucius smirked down at her. He turned on his heel and went to step inside the door, but Matilda's grip on his arm stopped her.

"Wait! We can't go in there! Not together!" she exclaimed.

He frowned. "Why ever not?"

Matilda took a deep breath and considered how to explain why. "This isn't the wizarding world. If we go in there together, they're going to think you're an… older relative… and it will look suspect. Uh, they sell more than lingerie."

Lucius felt an initial pang of annoyance at their age difference being a problem. Logically, he knew how it would look to outsiders, especially when outside of their own world.

"I see. What else do they sell?"

Matilda pulled him to one side so she could speak more quietly to him. "Uh… They sell… uh… sex toys." She blushed furiously and looked down at her feet.

Lucius' annoyance evaporated completely and he smirked, slipping a finger under her chin and tilting her head upwards to look into her eyes.

"Was there something in particular you wanted to buy?"

"Uh… There was… just one little thing…"

Lucius chuckled and pulled out the roll of £20 notes, separating 10 of them and handing them to her. Matilda tried to protest.

Lucius shook his head and pressed the notes into her hand. "You go in and buy what you wanted to, and whatever else this will buy. I'm very intrigued to know what these toys can do."

Matilda flushed at the thought but grinned at him as she went inside.

She was inside for a good 20 minutes and Lucius found a bench to sit on, rummaging through the bag with the phones in so he could browse at what he'd already bought. He then simply sat and watched people go about their day as people in the magical world would.

In reality, aside from magic, muggles weren't that much different. The buildings were sometimes different. Modern by comparison, and clothing was often less ornate. Severus had remarked that wizarding clothing tended to be more Victorian in nature, whereas muggle fashion changed almost every season, as did their technology. Although Severus had long since been accustomed to using quills and parchment paper, muggles had moved on from such ancient methods, creating thin and sometimes lined paper, which could be bought in a loose bundle, or bound either by some sticking method Severus referred to as gluing, or by a spiral of metal holding each page in place. Pens were another fascination for him. They had been designed with the ink already inside them, negating a need for a separate ink pot. Perhaps he could purchase some paper and pens before they left tomorrow.

When Matilda finally came outside, she had a large brown bag in her hand and was still grinning.

"Did you get what you wanted?" he asked as he stood up to meet her.

Still grinning, she nodded.

"Will you let me see?"

She shook her head and giggled. "It's a surprise."

Lucius leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. "How every Slytherin of you."

Having not had a proper lunch, they stopped off at Poppies Fish & Chips restaurant and ate an early dinner. Matilda was thoroughly enjoying the fact that they were eating simple classic muggle food. She knew that the wizarding world had some of the same foods, especially considering the fact that their world had an abundance of muggleborn and half-blood people, but it was nice to be more casual and a little less fancy than the places Lucius had taken her to before, though, she had to admit, she missed the addition of the privacy curtain.

Lucius missed the curtain too. Although they had largely avoided too much scrutiny, he knew that if he got too close to her, people would start staring. Matilda had been right; this wasn't the wizarding world. People here wouldn't understand the Marriage Law and would think he was some sort of middle-aged predator, when that couldn't be further from the truth. He wasn't about to alienate her from the world she'd grown up in.

They managed to finish eating without incident and left to go back to the hotel, ambling leisurely whilst Matilda explained how muggle banks worked.

"So, why did you tell that shop assistant that I was waiting for a new card?" he asked.

"Well, rather than walk around with huge bundles of cash, many years ago, banks designed a way for people to transfer money from their accounts to pay for goods and services without having to do withdrawals all the time. The card links directly to your account and authorises the transfer of funds directly from the bank to the recipient, without any physical money needing to be handed over," she explained.

"Ingenious. No wonder the assistant looked at me strangely when I pulled out all those notes."

Matilda chuckled. "Yeah, you need to be careful doing that. People who walk around with huge wads of cash are often treated suspiciously, as though they've earned it through illegal means. Maybe you should set up a muggle account? Keep some small funds there for when you visit the muggle world?"

Lucius thought about it. It wasn't a bad idea, especially if he intended to visit on occasion, which he suspected he would now that he was engaged to Matilda.

"Do you have a muggle account?" he asked.

She nodded. "Since I was 13. My brother would transfer half the money from mum and dad to it so I could link it to Gringotts. There's not much in it and now that I'm 18, there won't be anything going into it at all, unless I transfer money back to it."

Lucius fully intended to do something about that, though he didn't mention it. He knew Matilda felt uneasy about using any of his money, and whilst he could appreciate her not wanting to just assume she could have whatever she wanted, in reality, she really could. As soon as they were married, his money would become their money and he certainly intended to make sure she had full access to it. Perhaps he could link her new Gringotts account to her muggle account… Yet another thing to consider another day.

Although it was still light out, it was early evening when they came back to their suite, having stopped off at a few more shops along the way, Lucius had insisted on them getting some pastries and drinks to enjoy the night with, making sure to pop the 'Do Not Disturb' tag on the outside of the door before he closed it behind them. He then took out his wand and cast a Muffliato over the room. Whatever intimacy transpired, he wanted Matilda to be comfortable enough to relax. He then cast a Colloportus on the door, just in case.

Matilda put her bags beside the plush sofa as she watched him cast the two charms. Lucius watched the bags and smirked. He still hadn't seen what she'd bought from the adult store she went into alone. He pulled the bottles from one of the bags he'd been carrying and set them down, casting a stasis charm over them to keep them chilled.

Matilda pointed to an appliance behind him. "Uh, most hotels supply rooms with a small fridge."

Lucius followed her finger to the white appliance and opened the door, feeling the rush of cold air as it hit him. He nodded and put the bottles inside.

"It's easy to forget we're in a muggle hotel suite. I should really know better, Draco had some muggle appliances installed in the kitchens of the Manor, though I so rarely use them it's easy to forget they exist."

"It's good that you have them, even if you don't use them much. Mundane and magical can be a benefit to each other," she responded.

"I'm not entirely sure mundane really adequately describes the world you grew up in. I must admit, I feel rather ashamed that I didn't learn about your world a decade ago. What most of us knew were simply misconceptions and outright lies. So many things could have been avoided if we'd simply bothered to learn that we're not really that different."

It was a little heavier than he intended to be, but being out in the muggle world had given him a perspective he'd never had before, despite the rehabilitation he'd undergone as a consequence of his Death Eater involvement.

He waved a hand and smiled. "Discussions for another time. This weekend is about us."

Matilda grinned, her head tilting back as he stepped closer, a hand moving to stroke her cheek. When he leaned down to kiss her, she moved her fingers into his hair, finding the ribbon he'd used to tie his hair back and pulling it free, his silky hair falling loose around them.

Lucius chuckled against her lips. "Not a fan of the ribbon?"

"Oh, it's not that, I can see why you'd want it tied back sometimes. I just like your hair."

He hummed as he felt her fingers stroke through his hair. "Would you like to wash it?"

Matilda blinked a moment, her fingers stopping in his hair.

"There's a rather nice tub in the bathroom… if it wouldn't be too much too soon, we could share a bath?" he murmured into her ear.

She bit her lip. He'd had his finger inside her and his mouth on her breasts more than once. It wouldn't be bad to share a bath…

She nodded as her face flushed at the thought. She hadn't seen any part of him yet, so she was a little nervous.

He took her hand and led her through to the bedroom and summoned their bags, including the brown bag of Matilda's he'd yet to see the contents of. He busied himself with exploring the tub in the adjoining bathroom, setting the water going whilst they prepared.

Matilda smirked and finally pulled a small box from the brown bag and put it on the bed. Lucius had just kicked off his shoes when he saw it.

He read the description on the front – Bullet Vibrator.

"What exactly does it do?" he asked.

"Um… it's for… clitoral stimulation…" Matilda explained, blushing as she opened the box, pulling out the little vibrator and reaching for a battery from the bag so she could turn it on.

It made a powerful humming noise when the button on the blunt end was pressed and Lucius stared at it. Matilda offered it to him so he could feel the vibrations.

"Goodness! That's rather powerful. I can certainly see the appeal…"

"It's waterproof," she stated quietly, side-eying him.

Lucius grinned and pressed the button, expecting it to stop, but it then cycled through several different vibration settings every time he pressed it, until it finally turned off.

"Interesting… Something we should explore I think…"

He kept hold of the vibrator as he went into the bathroom and began to undress. Matilda watched him for a moment before kicking off her own shoes and following him into the bathroom. She tried to distract herself by tugging off her skirt so she wouldn't stare at him as his body was slowly revealed, a very faint dusting of blond hair littered his chest, culminating in a denser trail into his trousers.

Lucius had no such qualms as he unbuckled his belt and unzipped, letting his trousers fall to the floor. He waved his wand to fold his discarded clothes, taking off his socks and adding them to the neat pile, then stood completely nude, having not bothered with underwear.

Matilda tried desperately not to stare. He wasn't hard, but he certainly wasn't suffering from being cold. He summoned a bag of toiletries so he could line some along the side of the bath for them, though some expensive varieties had been provided for them by the hotel.

He turned the taps off and stepped into the water, sitting down and lying back, the water doing little to obscure his body. The situation was suddenly changed when he slid himself lower so he could wet his hair.

He sat up and smirked. "You're entirely too dressed to join me."

Matilda blushed and pulled her blouse off her shoulders followed by her bra and knickers, trying not to feel self-conscious of the fact that this was the first time he'd seen her fully naked. Lucius let his eyes take in every inch of her, licking his lips as her nipples hardened under his scrutiny. He then took in the sight of where he'd only had his fingers exploring the last time they met. To see her luscious black curls hiding where he'd love to bury his mouth had his cock swelling in the water.

He held out a hand to her so she could step in and join him. She shifted with the intention of sitting against his chest, but he stopped her.

"No, sit facing me… You can hardly wash my hair if you face my feet," he told her.

Matilda bit her lip and obliged, sitting nervously over his groin, a soft squeak leaving her lips as she felt his hardness under her. He smirked as he handed her a glass bottle with a pearlescent liquid in it, the hand-written label stating it was shampoo. The handwriting was familiar and she wondered if it would be any good for curly hair.

In truth, he didn't actually care about having his hair washed, he just liked an excuse for her to get her fingers in it whilst he got his mouth around her breasts, both of which were hovering deliciously near his face. He hummed softly and leaned in to swirl his tongue around a plump nipple.

Matilda gasped and almost spilled some of the shampoo as she was trying to pour it into her hand. His sinful mouth was distracting as she tried to focus on smoothing the shampoo through the length of his hair, a soft moan leaving her lips as she felt him suckle for a few moments before moving his lips to the other nipple, his hand coming to continue where his mouth had left, fingers rolling the nipple in gentle circles. She rolled her hips in response, earning a grunt from his as her crotch came into contact with his throbbing length.

She tried desperately to focus on smoothing her fingers through his hair, washing as best she could as his free hand slipped down her spine and grasped one of her bottom cheeks, lightly squeezing as he swirled his tongue around the large and plump nipple in his mouth.

The fact that she was seated right over his erection wasn't lost on him. It would be so easy to reach down and place himself right at her tight entrance. But, a bath was not a place for a woman's first time. Despite water being, well, wet, it wasn't the best lubrication and would likely increase chafing. It would only be a few short months before he could satisfy his need to feel himself slip inside her, trying not to think about how it would feel for her tightness to be milking him as she came.

Lucius put both hands on her hips as he lifted her slightly, shifting under her so he could dip his head back into the water to rinse out the shampoo. Matilda gripped the sides of the tub as he did so, biting her lip as she looked down at him, watching as his heated eyes flicked from her face to her engorged nipples.

He sat back up and helped her to turn around so she could rest against his chest. Lying against him in this way, her chest is completely out of the water and Lucius wastes no time in reaching around to smooth his fingers over both breasts, giving each nipple a gentle tug.

Matilda giggles softly. "I always thought they were on the small side," she said, watching as his fingers circling her right nipple.

"It's not the size that matters, as pleasant as a full pair can be. It's how sensitive they are," he whispered, running his tongue along her neck, enjoying how she squirmed.

"You have such succulent and plump nipples. They make my mouth water…"

He slipped his free hand down into the water between their tangled legs, his fingers slipping through the dark curls and grinning against her when he felt her swollen clit protruding eagerly from between her inner lips. He circled her clit in tandem with the hand massaging her breast and groaned softly when she rolled her hips upwards, her bottom sliding over his erection.

He reached behind him to retrieve the little vibrator she'd bought and turned it on, moving it down into the water as she'd told him it was waterproof.

"Guide my hand to where you need it," he whispered.

She moved a trembling hand over his and placed it gently over her clit, gasping when it made contact, the vibrations far more intense than his finger could be. Lucius grunted when she rolled over his erection and had to slide a hand between them, pulling his cock into a more comfortable position by letting it rest against the crook of her inner thigh, near to her clit.

He could feel the vibrations through her skin and it made his eyes cross. She moved his hand in tiny circles, looking down to where his cock was now resting. She bit her lip as she looked at the large and swollen head, then moved her free hand down to shift it closer to her clit, allowing him to feel more of the vibrations along with the shifting of her hips as she rocked in the water, breathing heavily.

He groaned against her neck, feeling how her muscles clenched and twitched, and the vibrations cascaded through her to where his cock was resting, her slender hand keeping him next to her clit.

Oh, it would be so easy to just shift his hips and press the tip against her, allowing their movements to help push inside her. Instead, he slipped his hand down and stroked a finger over her entrance, her arousal moistening the passage as he slipped it inside. There was no resistance at all, and nothing around the entrance was restricting his movements. She'd either broken her hymen through natural means years ago, or she simply didn't have one. It was quite common for it to be broken in childhood and he was certainly glad they didn't have that minor inconvenience to worry about. He didn't want to cause her pain in any way.

He slipped a second finger inside her and grunted in surprise when she pushed her hips downwards on them, a needy moan escaping her lips as she sought to get them as deep as she could. Her muscles contracted tightly around them, and then released, leaving them remarkably slack. He had been right when he'd told Severus that she was incredibly stretchy.

"How do my fingers feel?" he whispered into her ear as her hips rolled rhythmically.

"So good… You'd feel better…" she responded.

Fuck, she was utterly testing his resolve. There was nothing in the law that dictated that they had to be married before consummating, but he had intended to make a special deal about it for her sake. Perhaps she didn't need it? Perhaps what he needed to give her was her own choice. He ached to be inside her, to feel how her muscles would cling to him as she came, to feel his cock swell and spill deep inside her.

"Is that what you want?"

Matilda nodded vigorously. She was no stranger to a conjured dildo and she wasn't frightened of having him inside her.

"You need to say it," he murmured, pressing a warm kiss to her neck.

"I want you inside me…" she breathed out, her hips rolling upwards so his tip slid closer.

He stroked his fingers within her a few more times, then withdrew them, gripping his aching cock and shifting under her slightly so he could finally press against her entrance. He slowly pushed inwards, the head slipping inside her. She grunted at the stretch, but it didn't hurt. It was just a fuller feeling than his fingers had been and her muscles were quivering as she continued to circle her clit with the vibrator.

After stilling for a few moments, he pushed again, the rest of his shaft slowly disappearing within her, a long groan erupting in his throat. She was tight and slick and hot, and he knew he wouldn't last too long if her muscles continued to flex around him.

She was whining and moaning as she worked the vibrator on herself, her hips rocking harder, causing his cock to slide in and out. He was happy to let her set the pace and just enjoy how she felt around him.

He palmed her breasts, twirling and gently pinching her nipples as her hips began to buck almost erratically, her breath coming out in heavy pants as he felt her muscles begin quiver between clenches.

He felt the moment her climax crashed through her when her muscles gripped him for a long moment, then pulsed and clenched as she cried out, water splashing over the side of the bath as her hips jerked on his lap, pulling up and shoving down as her muscles clenched and released around him, milking him and causing his own orgasm to spill from him, groaning loudly against her neck as his come filled her, his hand pushing down on her hips to keep him seated deeply within her as they rode out their pleasure.

In the glorious aftermath, he pulled the vibrator away and turned it off, dropping it onto the bathmat so he could wrap his arms around her, keeping her seated on his cock even as he began to soften.

"It wasn't my intention for this to happen outside of a comfortable bed," he rumbled into her neck.

"We're not breaking the law, are we?" she asked.

"No, there's nothing in the law that states we must wait. I thought perhaps you might want to wait."

"A month ago, I probably would have wanted to wait. But, it just felt… right. I like how you feel inside me," she admitted, flushing despite still having him inside her.

Lucius chuckled. "It didn't hurt you I hope?"

She shook her head. "No. Just a little tight at first. But I like the stretch. I like how it feels."

She was surprised how much she liked how his cock opened her up. A conjured dildo wouldn't be enough. Warm and rigid flesh would be the only thing.

He hummed and pressed a kiss to her cheek. He would definitely agree. He wouldn't call virginity a hurdle to overcome, but he was glad it wasn't a barrier for her any longer. He didn't want her to be afraid of things with him. He wanted their time together to always be as pleasant and pleasurable as he was able to make it.