mrsnarcissamalfoy-to-you:
Stepping further into the room, all thoughts and warnings of the study supposedly being her husband’s sanctuary gone unheeded, she gave him an unapologetical pout. ”Oh, I can’t really be that bad, can I?”
Narcissa walked around his desk and stood behind her husband. Leaning over him, she placed her hands on his broad shoulders and bent down to get close to his ear. ”It’s nearly midnight,” she said, her voice’s tone seductively low. ”You’ve been working too hard."
█ ❖— ; Another sharp sigh was expelled through his nostrils with length, head turning just slightly at her touch to his shoulders- but in truth, he was both used to this, and wholeheartedly enjoying this. His wife was one of the only people in this world who even truly liked, well, no, he loved her, but that was not something that he went around flaunting. Looking back down towards the papers, Lucius deliberated only a brief moment before turning; clasping hands around the womans tiny waist, he moved her down to seat upon his lap, chin going to rest against her shoulder. "Yes you are that bad, love. But with the late hour I find myself in what must be delirium, so my attention is focused s o l e l y on you." Lips touched her cheek, if only for a moment, but it had been enough. A gentle hum pushed through slightly open lips, eyes falling half-closed as he turned his face towards her hair. Really, lifes simple pleasure went unnoticed too much of the time.
