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rules to abide by : ❀ narcissa is now mine. [ anti-jkr ] ❀ please, if you are under 21, please do not follow . ❀ DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. ❀ oc + female character positive writer. ❀ i may be slow - i have a demanding job and i work odd hours. ❀ no god-modding / controlling my character. ❀ i am not a stickler about formatting or icons. ❀ i may be icon-less most of the time. ❀ one-liners to para is fine with me. ❀ best way for interaction is through ask box prompts and plotting ! ❀ mun is 25+ / elle + she / her / temp cred

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on her wedding day

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❝ and for what reason would i have to be upset with you ? ❞ lucius pauses as he turns to face her, brows furrowed in slight confusion as he reaches for his wand, casting a wall of shadow across the hall to hide them. ❝ unless, of course, you didn't mean it ... ❞ a flash of hurt crosses his expression before it's replaced with its previous blank look, his hand finally falling from her wrist, only for his arm to snake around her waist to pull her close. and how lucius hoped that she would be his match ⸻ how he'd hidden the depths of his feelings from his own father, praying that abraxas would allow narcissa to stay unhindered and unbound for the rest of their time at school. it seemed pointless, now. their romance, laid bare. ❝ though, i don't think i'd believe that, considering how you cornered me and removed my father from the equation. ❞

fleurissa

" because i kissed you without asking. it's not as if we've made a decision or defined our friendship. " she speaks, then eyes the wall of shadow for a moment before her attention turns back to lucius. her expression turns displeased at what he said, though her chin tilts up and she allows herself to be pulled into his arms.

a haughty look pulls over her features as she stares up at him, lips pursed to hide the fact that she wanted to smile. wasn't this the rouse? the game? and she had purposely cornered them and removed abraxas from their group. her mother had mentioned speaking with him but it wasn't quite as urgent as she had made it seem.

" perhaps i did want to get you alone but the kiss was not premeditated. " narcissa speaks once more, her hands flattened and palms sliding up the pressed lapels of his robes. " though. . . i have wanted to kiss you for some time now. "

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the exhaustion of the night's festivities aches him, bones creaking in his youth and tiredness settling underneath his eyes. as they step into the shared master bedroom, two flights high and in the east wing, lucius' fingers curl around her shoulder, tugging narcissa back into his arms.

i skipped underwear, just for you, says @fleurissa

a teasing remark, but lucius hears the truth. a smug, malfoy-esque smirk spreads across his face, his chin settling over her shoulder as long arms embrace narcissa from behind. ❝ and you waited until now to tell me ? shame ... we could've had so much fun in some hidden alcove away from everyone else. ❞ deep voice comes softly against her ear, lips ghosting the shell of it before he nips her earlobe. ❝ care to show me ? or are you going to leave me wanting again ? ❞

fleurissa

she steps in just before him, stilling when he grabs her shoulder. her body bumps back into his solid one and a smirk slides over her own rose-coloured lips as she looks ahead. narcissa turns her head just slightly when she feels his chin rest atop her shoulder and her fingers touch his arm. " i thought perhaps you'd try to sneak a touch anyway. " but they were busy the entire night, laughing and drinking and speaking to everyone in the room, like good socialites did.

the nip to her earlobe had shivers running down the length of her spine to the tips of her toes. gooseflesh rose against her neck. her floor length dress hid any idea she was nude underneath but it had left her feeling bold the entire night.

narcissa spun out of his grip and turned to face him, a teasing look over her features. " there was no room for any undergarments under this silk and tulle. " she brought her fingertips up to where her shoulders were, edging her dress down her arms and chest. the fabric slid down her smooth skin, the black dress pooling on the floor at her feet. it left her in nothing but her heeled shoes. naked, she boldly stood before him and smiled. " is this what you wanted to see ? "

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Hear me out,

Model Narcissa, Designer Lucius.

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Hear me out,

Model Lucius, Designer Narcissa.

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narcissa would fuck up anyone who messes with her husband or son

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rodolphus wouldn't have been his first choice if asked which of them would marry first. it had been a tie between lucius and rabastan, but rodolphus had been the first to earn himself a girlfriend ⸻ courting bellatrix black, and successfully, too. lucius was impressed. though, the only people aware of his own interest in narcissa were himself and ... her sister. lucius had never been the shy type. his father hadn't taught him so, instead giving him everything materialistic to foster a better-than attitude. it provided a masculine image, unafraid to spend and to demand of what he feels he deserves. the only problem that abraxas presented was the lack of familial love, thus inventing a cold, unfeeling son in a line of cold, unfeeling sons. acquaintances, sure, and that's why lucius follows her. the only reason. to deny himself the pleasure of one narcissa black over and over again was sure to be a disaster, he follows her anyways, and a small voice inside his head tells him that he'd follow her to the ends of the earth if she asked him to. when narcissa kisses him, lips warm and inviting against his own, the shade of crimson that covers his face gives light to the heat that envelopes him, from his fingertips all the way to the tips of his toes. though caught off guard, before narcissa can take her leave, lucius grabs onto her wrist, yanking her back into his body before he turns her around, only to march her down the hallway.

fleurissa

she isn't sure why she's done it - kissed him. she had wanted to for so long at school, but had been too young of mind, too afraid of admitting what was in her heart. something about him had always had her heart beating at a quickened pace - the way he looked at her. like he truly saw her, not just her sisters or her family . . . that he really saw her. she had chalked most of it up to a silly crush, unsure if he'd ever see her in any way other than that. he was so good at keeping emotions off of his face or maybe she was too hesitant to read them.

but he seems to have let her in, at least in this moment as his fingers curl around her wrist. the feel of his fingers on her skin, how close she is to him. . and then how they are walking back down the hallway. the flurry of emotions she feels has narcissa wondering. she isn't quite sure what to expect from him - but the shade of his face matches her own and she notices when she glances back during their march down the hall. “ are you not upset at what i've done? ” she asks him, looking up at him expectantly.

#slithair #[ JUMPS OFF A BRIDGE ??? LMAO ]

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Samara Weaving

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 . ( a collection of prompts centered around ... well, smut. adjust phrasing — mature themes, obviously . )

| -> ( ... ) lightly spicy.

meet me in the bathroom in five minutes.

shhh, they'll hear you.

i'm serious - right here, right now.

i needed a distraction, and here you are.

keep reading, don't let me distract you.

can i touch you here ?

i have five minutes, let's make this quick.

you seem to know what you're doing.

oh, we've barely just started.

i won't break, don't be afraid.

can't we just sneak off ? no one will notice.

i'm getting under you to get over someone else. is that okay ?

did you start without me ?

[ in the shower / tub / pool ] are you gonna join me or not ?

you're the one who told me to let off some steam.

you have no idea how long i've wanted this.

looks like it's just us here ... privacy at last.

can we come up with a safe word before continuing ?

you're so beautiful, [ name ].

take these off.

you take them off for me.

wait ... won't they hear us ?

don't get sappy on me, it's just sex.

can we try something new tonight ?

i skipped underwear, just for you.

if you tear that, you're paying for it.

i've missed this so much.

you just want me to do all the work ... it's kinda hot.

you don't have to hide anything from me.

tell me you love me ... i won't hold you to it, just say it.

you know what i'm waiting for.

is this the [ piece / lingerie ] i picked out for you ?

feeling risky ?

your scars don't make me see you any differently.

take me to the sofa, i can't make it to the bed.

i want this. i want you.

i don't know how i ever lived without this. without you.

i could never share you with anyone else.

do you want to come in ? i was gonna take a shower ...

i want to forget. just help me forget.

is this okay ? [ ... ] tell me if that changes, alright ?

you can pretend i'm [ name ], if that helps.

let's make this last ... i want you to remember tonight.

this doesn't have to mean anything.

i want to hear you say it.

do you trust me with this ?

let me take care of you.

right here on the counter ? naughty ...

i want to paint that pretty neck plum with hickeys.

someone's feeling bold tonight.

don't worry, i'll buy you another one.

you turn me on so easily --

say please.

| -> ( ... ) xxxtra spicy.

you're doing so well for me , [ name ].

i thought i told you to [ wait / stay still ].

choke me . i promise i'll be fine .

i'm so fucking [ wet / hard ] for you.

fuck ... that's amazing , right there ...

i'm all yours ... fuck- all yours–

touch yourself for me.

can you come from just this ?

ah-- you're going to leave a mark.

do you want to taste yourself ?

please, [ name ] - i want to come.

do you have any idea how good you taste ?

you look so fucking good down there.

show me where it feels good, [ ... ] right there ?

faster ... fuck, i'm so close.

please, please, plea-

if you don't quiet down, everyone out there will know what we're doing.

say you're mine. shout it so everyone knows what we're doing in here.

don't stop, fuck, please don't stop-

i won't stop until you've come so hard your legs shake.

get on your knees for me, baby.

are you getting close ? i'm almost there–

fuck me like you hate me. pretend if you have to.

fuck me like you love me. pretend if you have to.

i love the sounds you make ... i can't get enough.

get yourself off ... i love watching you.

come for me. now.

grab your [ toy ], i'm about to rock your world.

please touch me. please, i'll do anything.

look how pretty you are when you're about to come.

we shouldn't ... ah, we shouldn't be doing this.

fuck, [ name ], i'm coming ... fuck-

tell me how badly you need [ it / me ].

you feel so fucking good.

please, i'm so close.

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just this once, lucius will allow himself the pleasure of feeling. the girl who plagues his dreams, who makes eyes at him in the common room, who tries every single day to get as close as she possibly can to the only one who refuses to look in her direction for more than 5 seconds. besides, abraxas could forgive lucius' lack of educational focus if he showed up that summer with a black sister on his arm. yes, perhaps this is a good thing, rather than the one thing he had been told not to engage in. the first inklings of romantic love. when narcissa tumbles into his arms, the malfoy heir takes a closer look ⸻ soft skin, eyes bluer than his own, and blond hair that he imagines entwined around his fingers. he can't help but kiss her, the favored quill long forgotten in his sweater pocket beneath his robes, while long arms wrap around narcissa's waist, pushing her body lightly into the bookshelf behind them. when lucius pulls back, he smiles, genuine, and reaches to brush a thumb against her cheek. ❝ you're very easy to tease, miss black. or is it that i'm the one doing it ? ❞

fleurissa

her heart hammering in her chest, blood rushing in her ears. . she can barely hear him. all she can feel is his arms around her waist and the ghost of his kiss upon her pink lips. the feel of the books pushing into her shoulder blades lightly just adds to the senses. her awareness of this moment.

her teeth pull at a piece of skin on her bottom lip as she watches his expressions. her fingers were still curled into the front of his robe. “ perhaps i'm just letting you win. . . " narcissa whispers, her head in the clouds - or at least it appeared that way. obviously her quill was no longer in his hands. . so it had to be in his pocket. narcissa let go of his robes, her hands moving to slide down his chest slowly. up on her tip toes, she closes the space to kiss him again. it truly is everything she has ever wanted. she simply melts against his chest, her hand slipping into his pocket simultaneously.

#slithair

kissing them to confess your true feelings | @slithair

being out of school for the summer was a relief, home a solace. no one else to bother her or get in her way. narcissa adored her home and the vacation home in france. . . which she wasn't sure if she'd visit this time around. there were too many events happening this summer and it made her head spin. bellatrix was getting married to rodolphus lestrange. the thought of him made her shiver with disgust. the youngest black sister wasn't entirely accepting of either brother - rodolphus nor rabastan. something about them and their love for cruelty made her stomach sour. narcissa knew what had to be done from time to time, but they seemed to delight in in absolute cruelty. that was what she knew would be the difference in people. . . she just hoped they wouldn't pair her off with someone like that. if they could be so cruel, would they ever love her ? would anyone ?

this party though. . . this was for bellatrix with a few guests outside the family. narcissa, dressed in a soft green chiffon floor length dress , was eyeing the dessert table when she felt the smack of her mother's fan across her fingers. “ those are for the guests. you are to behave. remember, you're watched by many. ”

it wasn't as if she didn't behave, but andromeda was already showing rebelliousness to her own husband choice - she did not approve of who druella had chosen for her. narcissa, not yet being taken seriously for marriage quite yet until her elder sisters were married off, ( and there was less drama ) still found romances. well, at least one hopeful one . . . lucius malfoy stood across the foyer speaking to his father. shit, her heart almost leapt out of her chest. they had become acquaintances over the last school year but that was truly it. narcissa had wanted so much more. . . but she had been so young and naive at first and he had been nothing but just polite. that was really it. perhaps his avoidance of her was what made her want him more.

being rather bold, narcissa smooths her hands over her dress and confidently walks up to abraxas and lucius malfoy. she smiles politely, greeting them both. “ thank you so much for coming . . i'm sure my mother will be so pleased you're here. i actually believe she and my father wanted to speak with you at least once tonight, master malfoy. ” narcissa said sweetly, her head tilting with grace. when abraxas departed from the pair in search of her parents, she turned back to the remaining malfoy heir. “ lucius. ” narcissa greeted, engaging in a bit of small talk that meant almost nothing until they reached the corner of the foyer that led down a hallway to the restroom.

“ i know you most likely – i . . ” under his gaze, she wanted to shrink and crawl under the wood of one of the nearest doors to escape. instead of freezing, she acted. acted stupidly. in her silver heels, she stepped up onto her tip toes and planted a firm , swift kiss upon lucius' lips. when the click of her heels on the floor brought her back to reality, her face turned a dark crimson and she realized her mistake - she probably just made a fool of herself. “ i'm . . i'm so sorry. ” she said in a rush , attempting to flee the scene and get back to the main party.

#slithair #[ BYE BRB JUMPING INTO A VOLCANO ]

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