Lucy Rosier 🐺
19th of November, Last Quarter 🌗
'Mind it if I take a picture for the Daily Prophet?' I rose my eyebrow at the man with plum, clean-shaved face and a red beret with contempt.
'You didn't bother asking the first time around' I pointed out with disgust for the reporter painted over my face. Lucius chuckled coldly and pulled me close to his side in front of the crowd heading towards the blue-bricked quidditch venue.
'Feisty woman, surely one in an appropriate pose won't hurt' He drawled out with umbrage. The man turned red like a quaffle and quickly snapped a photo of us. His camera released smoke making him cough.
'Cheers' the reporter mumbled awkwardly before he walked away.
'Relax, love' Lucius purred in my ear, his voice at the most tempting notes.
'If you're a good girl today, we'll have fun. Promise' I gave him a warning look, feeling a blush creeping over my cheeks along with a tingle of excitement in my lower abdominal.
'Monsieur Malfoy, behave yourself' I scolded him but only earned an amused gaze of his icy eyes and a mischievous chuckle. He looked away, leading us, my eyes steadied in glare at his annoyingly handsome to perfection profile. He looked gorgeous with his hair neatly tied at the back, exposing his strong jaw and the crook of the bridge of his nose. So royal.
We went to a side door, leading to the private guests box. It was an intimate space with a table in the middle filled with snacks and drinks, mostly Goblin's ales and Fire whiskeys. There was space for exactly six people, the view of the stadium was outstanding. I guessed after the lights would go down in the box, you had enough space between other spectators that it could feel as if though you were here alone. We could see the playing field up close from the height, the other stands hugging it around with hoards of screaming people. An orchestra was playing the English team's song and I could spot children running to buy popcorn before the play begins. I smiled a little at the view, my little interest in sports wouldn't be a problem. I already enjoyed being here.
Two seats remained empty in our box and two were filled with the head of court and the head of governors of Hogwarts - two old men, whom Lucius seemed to despise regardless putting up a show as he greeted them. They both looked eerily similar. They looked like the kind of men who held dark secrets while having spouses waiting for them at home. I were introduced to them and we took our seats at the back of the room after a short small talk. I wondered where was Draco and his partner, hoping he would eventually show up later.
'Is Draco coming?' I asked Lucius and he nodded, assuring me that him and his partner Anastasia Greengrass would join us after first half. I deeply hoped the young Malfoy thought this through and perhaps we would meet today the person he was really with.
The lights dimmed. I held a small cup of beer in my hand as I stretched comfortably in the large armchair. I reached out for some popcorn to nibble with the bitter beverage. Mister Ruth and Antramoor, who were sat in front of us, glued their eyes in the glass as the players entered the field. I took a sip of my drink, focusing my gaze on the opening of the game too.
Soon enough I felt Lucius's gloved hand rest over my thigh, the feeling of fine leather sending a pleasurable thrill down my body. I smiled sweetly at him. I felt content that my red dress was a bit shorter than I would usually wear.
His touch felt wonderful
I glanced over at his handsome face bathed in the half darkness and he approached his hot lips to my ear, turning my head to the side gently by holding my chin.
'Take off your panties for me, sweetheart, will you?' His breath tickled my skin and the hair on my back stood up with a shiver. I looked at him as if he lost his mind.
'Here?' I mouthed back, without making a sound. The crowd cheered at the stands as the English National Team aligned to meet their French opponents. My gaze pierced through his, unmoved, challenging, evil almost. A small smirk curved my lips as I made sure the other men in the room weren't glancing in my direction, before I hesitantly put down my beer and straightened my back.
I ran my fingers underneath my dress up until I reached my pantie line, Lucius's gaze never left me as I wiggled out of my underwear and I let it fall to my ankles. A delicious smirk bloomed over his lips as I handed him the lacy black thong and he tucked it in his inner pocket, giving me a cheeky wink.
'Good girl' he whispered and as if nothing ever happened, he rest his gaze over the quidditch field. I felt warmth on my cheeks but I followed, acknowledging members of the French Team who were making their way to face the English now. I topped up my beer and handed Lucius a glass of neat whiskey, which he greeted with a quiet thank you.
The game began and even if I did my best to follow, the players mixed and merged in front of my eyes. Only the score board was helping me keep track properly.
'You look lost' Lucius's low voice grasped my senses as I turned me head towards him.
'They're moving so fast' I whispered with a small scoff.
'Come, I'll explain' I furrowed my brows, wondering what he could possibly mean since we were sitting close to each other, until he patted his knee.
I was pretty sure my face turned crimson.
I looked away, choking a small chuckle building up in my throat. This man was shameless.
'Fine' I rolled my eyes as I replied in a shushed manner and he glared at me.
'Uh-uh... yes, sir' He corrected me and I bit my lower lip hard as his suggestive tone turned me on ever so slightly.
'Yes, sir' I smiled a little and slowly lifted my bum, placing it over his lap. I leaned in, comfortably wrapping my arm behind his neck. He wiggled his leg, making me squirm at the touch. Only a thin layer of the dress separated my most intimate parts from the fabric of his neat silky trousers.
In a low whisper, he began leading me through what happened so far in the game, his finger toying with the hem of my dress as he did. I slid my blazer off my shoulders as the temperature of my body rose up, his words were coming in one ear and leaving through the other as his scent and touch were the forte of my attention right now. I swallowed hard and my gaze landed on his thin lips, admiring their shape rather than catching the words escaping them.
'What language do I need to speak for you to understand?' His harsh tone broke me out of my thoughts and got me flustered as I brushed a lock of my hair behind my ear awkwardly.
'I'm sorry, I can't focus' I whimpered out and jumped as one of the elderly men coughed suddenly. I looked in that direction, worried he'd turn around but he stayed still.
'Why can't you focus, princess?' His eyes flickered and I let out a seductive giggle.
'Well' I turned my head and approached my lips to his ear, my nose between his luscious hair. Mint and sandalwood, his fancy products imported from France.
'The only player I can think of now is you' I smirked as I pulled away and watched his gorgeous eyes cloud with lust. Lucius slowly removed the glove from his right hand and he slid it underneath my dress firmly, gripping the skin of my thigh as it traveled up. I held in a whimper as I felt his index finger run between my damp folds.
'I bet you taste delicious' He muttered as he approached his finger to my lips.
'Taste it for me' He demanded and I briefly glanced towards the men in front of us, before hastily licking his skin. I could indeed taste myself over it and the act made me even more excited, a small pool slowly forming between my legs.
'Monsieur Malfoy' I purred as he slowly shifted me over his lap, my back now rested comfortably over his tough chest. He brought his arm around and tickled my inner thigh before sliding his hand underneath the red fabric again, now confidently placing two fingers over my sensitive clit. He rested his chin over my shoulder and wrapped his other hand around my lips, silencing any sounds of delight that were possibly about to escape my throat as he began making small circles. The Ministry people were hypnotized by the game while I were spread out over my lover's lap, his skillful fingers working magic between my legs.
This man was insane.
And I felt dragged into that madness.
I loved every moment of it.
He kept picking the pace up. I thanked him internally for shutting my mouth as it was becoming hard to contain myself. The feel of leather glove against my lips and nostrils, my gradually wetter and wetter weak spot and the Lucius working working on it, short breaths running from his rolled lips as he tried to stay silent too. A hard bulge pressed against my lower back, making me toss my head back as I was getting close. Having him so excited underneath me pushed to the climax and my legs trembled as my body contracted in the most blissful fulfillment.
The sweet orgasm spilled over my body and... over his fingers. As he let go of my lips I gasped for air and grasped my glass of beer, putting out my thirst with the beverage.
'Mm...' Lucius purred as he licked his fingers and dried them with a napkin. I couldn't believe we got away with it without being seen. I buttered my eyes over his handsome face.
Goodness.
My feelings for this man trembled inside me. I almost confessed them.
I panicked a little.
'I'm going for a cigarette' I whispered before pressing my lips against his. He tasted of expensive whiskey and just... himself, his own unique feast for my taste buds. The shape of his lips aligned with mine perfectly and I seized the moment before softly pulling away.
'Thanks for that' I caressed his cheek as I looked into his ocean blue eyes, smiling smugly at me.
'My pleasure, princess. Don't get lost' He pecked my hand and I nodded, smiling widely, before I made my way down the stairs onto a smoking balcony one floor under. I pulled out a thin Barnet & Bronx branded fag and I approached it my lips, lighting the tip with my wand as I spotted a familiar face by the barriers overlooking the stands.
'Draco!' I called and the boy turned around, waving at me. He was smoking a cigar with another boy standing close to him. He had messy, short black hair and round spectacles. I walked up to them and Draco cleared his throat after letting smoke out of his mouth.
'Lucy, it's good to see you' We greeted each other and I eyed curiously his companion, whose face seemed somewhat familiar.
'This is Harry. The one and only Potter' his blue eyes filled with sweet content as he introduced us. Ah, of course. The boy who lived.
'My boyfriend' He added, sending me a warm smile. I grinned and held out my hand to the boy.
'Nice to meet you, Lucy. I heard a lot about you' Harry let out a friendly chuckle and I scoffed, as we shook hands vigorously.
'The pleasure is all mine. Will you join us upstairs for the second half?' I re-lit my cigarette and inhaled, tracing my gaze over the couple in front of me. I felt so happy for them and hoped Draco was ready to tell the truth to Lucius. They were both dressed in neat black suits and I caught Harry's flustered look. His eyes were blue like Draco's but darker, more like the sky after sunset.
'We shall, right, Harry?' Young Malfoy smiled encouragingly and held the boy's hand as he squeezed it.
'I guess' He looked unconvinced, which made me chuckle. Yes, Lucius had this intimidating effect on people.
'Cheer up, Harry. He's not the man you remember from your school years. I'm sure of it' I smiled warmly and threw the cigarette bud in the ashtray, excited for Draco and Lucius.
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