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said_scarlett) wrote2005-12-09 11:24 am
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Gift Fic for Gabriel_Anubis!
For
gabriel_anubis who requested femmeslash with light spanking and frilly lingerie!
Title: A Gift Wrapped In Lace
Pairing: Narcissa/Fleur
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,109
Summary: Lucius gives Narcissa an early Christmas gift.
Warnings: Light spanking and light bondage.
“Narcissa dear, I left you a present in the bedroom.”
Narcissa Malfoy looked up from the silver and green paper she was using to wrap gifts and arched a delicate eyebrow at her husband. A gift? It wasn’t even Christmas Eve yet and he had a gift for her? She couldn’t help but be intrigued, and the expression on Lucius’ face only heightened her curiosity. He was watching her like a cat, bored and half-interested. What was he up to?
Narcissa stood and smoothed her robes down over her thighs. She was aware of Lucius following her to the bedroom, his footfalls behind her soft on the carpet. Whatever this mysterious gift was he wanted to watch her open it. How sweet of him.
The door to the bedroom was open only a crack and Narcissa pushed it open with interest.
“Oh. My.”
“I saw her at Gringotts,” Lucius explained. “And I thought of you.”
On the bed, bound by her hands and feet, lay a young Veela girl. She was exquisite, Narcissa had to admit. Pale and long limbed and draped in exquisite green and white lace.
“I see why you didn’t leave her under the tree,” Narcissa said as she ran a perfectly manicured nail across her lips. “She is here of her own free will?” Now was hardly the time for Lucius to begin abducting young women. Someone was bound to notice.
“Of course she is, what do you take me for?” Lucius snorted. “She’s yours for the night. Quite an agreeable young thing, I believe you’ll find her to your liking.”
Narcissa simply nodded and approached the bed. Merlin, but the girl was appealing. The fall of her hair and the curve of her breasts beneath the fine lace made Narcissa’s heart race. The girl’s head was tipped back and her red painted lips were curved up in a come-hither smile. She had bedroom eyes - blue and hooded and framed with thick pale lashes. Lucius did indeed have a way with gifts.
“A happy Christmas to me,” Narcissa said under her breath. She ran a fingertip along the fine line of the Veela girl’s jaw, the skin beneath her finger as soft and smooth as fine silk. She let her fingertip come to rest against the vibrant red of the girl’s lips and smiled as the Veela’s tongue darted out to lick at her skin.
“Very nice,” Narcissa said, pressing down on the girl’s full bottom lip. Her fingertip slid into the Veela’s mouth easily, disappearing between ripe red lips. “And what is your name, girl?”
“Eet iz Fleur, Madame.”
“Fleur,” Narcissa repeated, seizing the girl’s chin and tilting her head up. “You’re a very naughty girl, Fleur. Do you know that?”
“Yes, Madame.” There was a teasing hint in the Veela girl’s voice. Flirtatious and coy and wanton despite her submissive demeanor. Lucius did have an eye for young woman. Narcissa let her hands wander down Fleur’s body, teasing the girl’s nipples through the thin lace and making her squeal in pleasure.
“And naughty girls need to be punished,” Narcissa went on, her finger tracing a path between Fleur’s breasts. They were pressed together like a pin up girl’s by the lingerie, full and round and enticing. Narcissa leaned down and dragged her tongue along the swells of Fleur’s breasts, the lace tickling her chin. One hand slid down between the Veela girl’s legs, pulling aside the lace skirt and finding nothing but smooth, slick skin.
Grinning a self satisfied grin, Narcissa perched on the edge of the bed. She dragged the bound girl onto her lap, feeling the heavy softness of Fleur’s breasts against her thighs. The snug skirt of the lace lingerie was pulled up, exposing the white swell of the Veela’s buttocks. Narcissa traced her finger along the lines of the girl’s slit, her fingernails scraping delicately over sensitive flesh. Fleur squealed again, a high and girlish sound.
“Already dripping,” Narcissa said, shaking her head and clucking her tongue. “What a naughty, naughty girl.” She drew her hand out from between Fleur’s legs and brought it down with a light ‘crack’ on the girl’s arse. Fleur twisted on Narcissa’s lap, the lace over her breasts sliding down as she writhed. Narcissa rubbed the place she had hit, smoothing her palm over satiny-smooth skin. “And now you’ve gotten your lovely lace all crushed,” she went on with another light smack to Fleur’s bottom. The girl twisted and moaned, her head tipped back and her back dipping. Narcissa swatted her once more, her fingers slipping between the Veela’s legs once more.
“Please, Madame!” Fleur begged, spreading her legs as best she could with the silk bindings at her ankles.
“Please what?” Narcissa coaxed, her fingertips teasing Fleur’s eager entrance. But she didn’t wait for the girl to repeat her request before plunging her fingers inside, sliding two easily into the aroused young woman. The angle was awkard, however, and Narcissa pulled Fleur until the girl sat in her lap. Narcissa’s hands went to her full breasts, pulling down the lace the covered them. Fleur’s breasts were round and heavy, and Narcissa pinched the girl’s hard pink nipples until Fleur arched against her. With a word, the bindings on the girl’s ankles were gone.
Narcissa sighed happily as she licked along Fleur’s neck. One hand moved downwards over flat planes of lace to Fleur’s spread legs. She pinched at the girl’s sensitive points, rolling the soft nub of flesh between her fingers. Fleur gasped and brought up her own bound hands to squeeze at her breasts. The lace was pulled up to her stomach now and Narcissa fingers traveled the length of the girl’s slit - up and down, up and down, up and down - before plunging into her once more.
Fleur was damp with sweat, her silvery blond hair slick and clinging to her cheeks and open, pouting lips. Narcissa drove her fingers into the young woman again and again, making her thrash and cry out. Fleur’s breasts heaved and bounced as she twisted in Narcissa’s lap, her feet planted firmly on the floor and her thighs spread as wide as they would go.
Narcissa finished the girl off with her fingers, holding tightly to Fleur as she writhed and shook and cried out in climax. Narcissa removed her fingers and slid them once more between Fleur’s lips, the Veela girl licking them clean.
“Delightful,” Narcissa breathed, her own nipples achingly hard and her knickers damp with desire. “Now,” she said, lifting her own skirts over her pale, slim legs. “On your knees.”
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Title: A Gift Wrapped In Lace
Pairing: Narcissa/Fleur
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,109
Summary: Lucius gives Narcissa an early Christmas gift.
Warnings: Light spanking and light bondage.
“Narcissa dear, I left you a present in the bedroom.”
Narcissa Malfoy looked up from the silver and green paper she was using to wrap gifts and arched a delicate eyebrow at her husband. A gift? It wasn’t even Christmas Eve yet and he had a gift for her? She couldn’t help but be intrigued, and the expression on Lucius’ face only heightened her curiosity. He was watching her like a cat, bored and half-interested. What was he up to?
Narcissa stood and smoothed her robes down over her thighs. She was aware of Lucius following her to the bedroom, his footfalls behind her soft on the carpet. Whatever this mysterious gift was he wanted to watch her open it. How sweet of him.
The door to the bedroom was open only a crack and Narcissa pushed it open with interest.
“Oh. My.”
“I saw her at Gringotts,” Lucius explained. “And I thought of you.”
On the bed, bound by her hands and feet, lay a young Veela girl. She was exquisite, Narcissa had to admit. Pale and long limbed and draped in exquisite green and white lace.
“I see why you didn’t leave her under the tree,” Narcissa said as she ran a perfectly manicured nail across her lips. “She is here of her own free will?” Now was hardly the time for Lucius to begin abducting young women. Someone was bound to notice.
“Of course she is, what do you take me for?” Lucius snorted. “She’s yours for the night. Quite an agreeable young thing, I believe you’ll find her to your liking.”
Narcissa simply nodded and approached the bed. Merlin, but the girl was appealing. The fall of her hair and the curve of her breasts beneath the fine lace made Narcissa’s heart race. The girl’s head was tipped back and her red painted lips were curved up in a come-hither smile. She had bedroom eyes - blue and hooded and framed with thick pale lashes. Lucius did indeed have a way with gifts.
“A happy Christmas to me,” Narcissa said under her breath. She ran a fingertip along the fine line of the Veela girl’s jaw, the skin beneath her finger as soft and smooth as fine silk. She let her fingertip come to rest against the vibrant red of the girl’s lips and smiled as the Veela’s tongue darted out to lick at her skin.
“Very nice,” Narcissa said, pressing down on the girl’s full bottom lip. Her fingertip slid into the Veela’s mouth easily, disappearing between ripe red lips. “And what is your name, girl?”
“Eet iz Fleur, Madame.”
“Fleur,” Narcissa repeated, seizing the girl’s chin and tilting her head up. “You’re a very naughty girl, Fleur. Do you know that?”
“Yes, Madame.” There was a teasing hint in the Veela girl’s voice. Flirtatious and coy and wanton despite her submissive demeanor. Lucius did have an eye for young woman. Narcissa let her hands wander down Fleur’s body, teasing the girl’s nipples through the thin lace and making her squeal in pleasure.
“And naughty girls need to be punished,” Narcissa went on, her finger tracing a path between Fleur’s breasts. They were pressed together like a pin up girl’s by the lingerie, full and round and enticing. Narcissa leaned down and dragged her tongue along the swells of Fleur’s breasts, the lace tickling her chin. One hand slid down between the Veela girl’s legs, pulling aside the lace skirt and finding nothing but smooth, slick skin.
Grinning a self satisfied grin, Narcissa perched on the edge of the bed. She dragged the bound girl onto her lap, feeling the heavy softness of Fleur’s breasts against her thighs. The snug skirt of the lace lingerie was pulled up, exposing the white swell of the Veela’s buttocks. Narcissa traced her finger along the lines of the girl’s slit, her fingernails scraping delicately over sensitive flesh. Fleur squealed again, a high and girlish sound.
“Already dripping,” Narcissa said, shaking her head and clucking her tongue. “What a naughty, naughty girl.” She drew her hand out from between Fleur’s legs and brought it down with a light ‘crack’ on the girl’s arse. Fleur twisted on Narcissa’s lap, the lace over her breasts sliding down as she writhed. Narcissa rubbed the place she had hit, smoothing her palm over satiny-smooth skin. “And now you’ve gotten your lovely lace all crushed,” she went on with another light smack to Fleur’s bottom. The girl twisted and moaned, her head tipped back and her back dipping. Narcissa swatted her once more, her fingers slipping between the Veela’s legs once more.
“Please, Madame!” Fleur begged, spreading her legs as best she could with the silk bindings at her ankles.
“Please what?” Narcissa coaxed, her fingertips teasing Fleur’s eager entrance. But she didn’t wait for the girl to repeat her request before plunging her fingers inside, sliding two easily into the aroused young woman. The angle was awkard, however, and Narcissa pulled Fleur until the girl sat in her lap. Narcissa’s hands went to her full breasts, pulling down the lace the covered them. Fleur’s breasts were round and heavy, and Narcissa pinched the girl’s hard pink nipples until Fleur arched against her. With a word, the bindings on the girl’s ankles were gone.
Narcissa sighed happily as she licked along Fleur’s neck. One hand moved downwards over flat planes of lace to Fleur’s spread legs. She pinched at the girl’s sensitive points, rolling the soft nub of flesh between her fingers. Fleur gasped and brought up her own bound hands to squeeze at her breasts. The lace was pulled up to her stomach now and Narcissa fingers traveled the length of the girl’s slit - up and down, up and down, up and down - before plunging into her once more.
Fleur was damp with sweat, her silvery blond hair slick and clinging to her cheeks and open, pouting lips. Narcissa drove her fingers into the young woman again and again, making her thrash and cry out. Fleur’s breasts heaved and bounced as she twisted in Narcissa’s lap, her feet planted firmly on the floor and her thighs spread as wide as they would go.
Narcissa finished the girl off with her fingers, holding tightly to Fleur as she writhed and shook and cried out in climax. Narcissa removed her fingers and slid them once more between Fleur’s lips, the Veela girl licking them clean.
“Delightful,” Narcissa breathed, her own nipples achingly hard and her knickers damp with desire. “Now,” she said, lifting her own skirts over her pale, slim legs. “On your knees.”
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Anyway, this is totally hot. I'd also like to thank the person who requested it, because..
kinks!it's so lovely.:D
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Yay, thank you! It was fun to write. And it was neat to write a new pairing. I have had way too much caffeine today.
Reminds me of something I need to write! :P
And once again thank you so much for this luscious fic. Narcissa/Fleur works very well *is tempted to offer you more caffeine so you'll try more new femmeslash pairings! :P*
Re: Reminds me of something I need to write! :P
I was actually sad that I only got two femmeslash requests for my holiday fic thingy. Though my
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This was delightful! All the hotness and kinkiness and prettiness... lovely femmeslash and bondage and Lucius knowing his wife's tastes so well to give her such a lovely gift... perfect! Thank you so much for writing this - sorry I'm not more articulate but I've been up way too long and it's past 4 am here. But I love this! *hugs you*
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It was a very hot and kinky prompt, I loved writing it! And I'm so happy you liked it. Hehe, no worries for the incoherence. Sleep! Sleep!
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*fans self*
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