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Loss of Control

By: roseanne
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 13
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Ten

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Disclaimer: I don’t
own the characters just borrowing them for my own amusement.



Content rated NC17. Basically, this is total smut. If that
offends you stop right here.



I see Lucius as being in total control always.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>



 



 



LOSS OF CONTROL



 



Chapter Nine



 



 



Lucius practically dragged Gwen down the hallway to her
rooms. She had to run to keep up with
him. When he pulled her into the bedroom
and flung her down on the bed she was panting with exertion.



 



“What were you doing with my son,” Lucius spat out between
clenched teeth.



 



Gwen looked at him, closely, and realized he was furious,
madder than she had ever seen him. Still
she knew she had to stand her ground or lose everything she had gained with
him, not that there was much to lose.
“Getting to know him better, Daddy, or do you prefer that I call you
Father, like Draco does?”



 



“What I prefer is that you keep your hands off my son.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Lucius was now pacing back in forth in front
of her.



 



“Well what kind of a marriage will that be?style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I’m not marrying someone I can’t touch.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> What would be the point in that?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She knew she was babg bug but couldn’t stop
herself. “Besides, what do you care, I
thought you wanted me to marry him?”



 



Lucius stopped and sat next to Gwen on the bed; gently he
reached out and brushed the stray hairs off her face.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Putting his hands on her shoulders he pushed
her back on the bed, stretching out next to her half covering her body with his
own. “Gwen, how many times do I have to
tell you, I do not share my toys!” He
kissed her, hard, not giving her a chance to reply.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> As she responded to his kiss, he started
pulling her skirt up. Gwen broke away
from his questing mouth and pushed him off of her, sitting up she turned to
look at him.



 



“You have to make up your mind,style='mso-spacerun:yes'> you either want me or you don’t, I can’t play
these games anymore.” Lucius started to
answer but Gwen put a finger over his lips to silence him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “I’m serious, Lucius, I can’t live like this.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> You might want to think before you answer me,
because if you say you don’t want me, I’m gone.
With no coming back.”



 



While she was speaking Lucius had been nibbling on her
fingers, once she stopped talking he looked at her then started kissing the
palm of her hand, slowly making his way up her arm, gently sucking the inside
of her elbow and licking at her shoulder, until he got to her neck which he
kissed and bit until she was swooning against him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He slid his arms around her holding her
close, whispering into her ear, “You know I want you.”



 



Gwen was totally limp in his arms, but, she managed to
reply, “How much?” before he started kissing her mouth again.



 



“Enough.”



 



Gwen pulled her liway way from his, “Enough to really make
love to me?”



 



He closed his mouth over hers again, tongue thrusting
roughly between her teeth, “Love has nothing to do with this.” He was nibbling
on her lips, “You don’t love me. You just have a bad case of lust.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> And, I most certainly don’t love you.stylso-sso-spacerun:yes'> I just like playing with you.”



 



Gwen struggled to free herself from his lips and arms.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Standing and walking away from the bed, she
turned and looked at him, he had turned and was on his back, all that lovely
blonde hair spread out around his head, a few strands laying across his broad
shoulders, one knee up his heel braced against the edge of the bed,style='mso-spacerun:yes'> he looked so inviting, except for that cold
look in his eyes. The look she had seen
so often before. “That’s where the
problem is, see, I do love you,” she held her hand up gesturing for him to wait
before he spoke, “I didn’t plan on it and you certainly don’t deserve it, but,
there it is. I know you don’t care about me, I know that.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It cat can’t stop myself from caring about
you. So there you have it, the problem
we need to work out.”



 



“I don’t see a problem, you love me, so what, we can
continue as we’ve been, nothing has to change. Now bring that warm mouth of
yours back here and please me,” he held his hand out to her.



 



“I can’t. This hurts
me too much, knowing that you really are just playing.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I can’t live like this, waiting and wondering
if you’re going to show up, and, if you do, how badly you’ll hurt me this
time. I need more than that, Lucius, I
need hope.”



 



“Hope,” he snorted.
“Hope of what. Did you honestly
think I would change my life for you? “



 



Gwen sighed turning away from him, hiding her face so he
couldn’t see the tears falling down her cheeks.



 



“Well, well isn’t this a pleasant little scene?” Narcissa
said from the doorway. “I expect this
kind of behavior from you, Lucius, but not from you, Gwen.”



 



Gwen hastily wiped her tears away, turning to face Narcissa,
she started to explain, “It’s not what you think, really…”



 



“Don’t bother dear, I heard enough of the conversation to
know what is going on, you should have told me you were fucking him, Gwen, I
could have saved you some heartache by telling you he won’t ever change.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I doubt he’s capable of being faithful to one
woman. Certainly he’s never been
faithful to me!” Narcissa walked over to
Gwen and pulled her into her arms, patting her on the back in a soothing
manner.<
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Gwen was so confused at this she burst into tears
again. Narcissa rocked her gently and
murmured comfortingly in Gwen’s ear.
Lucius still on the bed said, “Isn’t this nice, my wife comforting my lover.”



 



Gwen pulled away from Narcissa’s arms and looked horrified
from one to the other, “This is insane!
You know he’s been cheating and yet you do nothing to stop him?”



 



“Why should I stop him?
At least he’s not bothering me anymore.
I had hoped you would be more discreet,” Narcissa said looking at
Lucius.



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“Since I’ve been playing with her for the better part of a
year, I would say I have been discreet.”



 



“Narcissa, I am so sorry, I never meant to hurt you, this
will never happen again. Under the
circumstances I am sure you will make my excuses to Draco for missing his
birthday. I am leaving.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Gwen was pulling her cloak on and gathering
the few clothes she had taken out and stuffing them back into her overnight
bag. She turned and ran from the
room. Neither Lucius nor Narcissa made a
move to stop her.



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Gwen ran out of the house and down the drive, once she was
clear of the wards protecting the mansion she was able to apparate home.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Alone in her apartment she sat in the chair
Lucius had always sat in and cried until she had no more tears.



 



Gwen spent most of the day Saturday in bed, head under the
covers, trying to figure out how her life got so screwed up.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She knew it was all her own fault.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> If she hadn’t been so attracted to Lucius she
wouldn’t have any problem.



 



Late in the afternoon she was roused by a persistent knocking
on her door. Try as she might to ignore
it, whoever it was would not give up.
Finally, she pulled on her bathrobe and made her way to the door.



 



She barely had it opened before Stephen pushed his way into
the room. “Gwen, thank you’you’re
here. I’ve been so worried about you.”
He stopped as he took in her disheveled state.
“What happened, are you alright?”



 



“Yes, Stephen, I’m fine.”
Gwen tried to turn away from the concerned young man, but he grasped her
arm and held her in place.



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“Don’t tell me. This
mysterious man you are so in love with has dumped you yet again.”



 
>

“You don’t have to sound so smug about it.” She replied,
“And just for the record, I left him this time.”



 



“Well you’ve finally come to your senses.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Maybe now we can continue where we left off?”



 



Gwen looked at Stephen, standing there so eager, like a
puppy waiting to be petted, and yet she knew things would never work between
them. He just didn’t give her the thrill
she got whenever she saw Lucius. No one
did. “Calm down, it isn’t really over,
we’re just taking a break for now,” she said hoping that it was true. “Besides,
Stephen, I’ve told you we will never work together.” Gwen saw his eager face
fall, “You know I still have feelings for him, and while I like you, I don’t
love you. I don’t know that I’ll ever
love anyone other than him. You don’t
want to be involved with someone you know doesn’t love yoo yoo you?”



 



“You seem to be.”



 



“Yes, well there you go, look how unhappy I am.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Don’t you want better for yourself?”



 



Stephen stepped up next to her and pulled her into his arms,
cradling her head against his shoulder.
“All I want is for you to be happy, whatever it takes.”



 



“That’s sweet, Stephen, but I don’t think you really mean
that.”



 



“Yes,” he said as he stroked her back, “I do.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He tilted her head back and kissed her
gently.



 



At first she tensed against him, not wanting to lead him on,
but as he kissed her more intently she gave in and kissed him back, relaxing
and sliding her arms around him. Then
the thought of what Lucius would do if he knew what was going on made her pull
abruptly away. “No, we can’t do
this. It’s not fair to either of us.”



 



“Again you are deciding what I think is fair?style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Come on, Gwen, you can’t deny that you do
feel something for me.



 



“Maybe I do. But I
love him. And I owe it to myself to find
out what happens next. You had better
leave now,” she said as she opened the door for him to leave.



 



“Fine, I’ll go, just remember I’m here for you if you decide
you need me.”



 



Gwen closed and locked the door behind him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Looking around the room, she decided the
whole apartment needed cleaning, and not magically.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She scrubbed and dusted and vacuumed from top
to bottom, by the time she was through everything gleamed and shined.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> And she was exhausted.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She showered and went to bed not getting up
until Monday morning to prepare for work.



 



 



Disclaimer: I don’t
own the characters just borrowing them for my own amusement.



Content rated NC17. Basically, this is total smut. If that
offends you stop right here.



I see Lucius as being in total control always.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>



 



 



LOSS OF CONTROL



 



Chapter Ten



 



When she arrived at work that morning, the whole office was
abuzz. Abby grabbed Gwen’s arm and led
her into a conference room and sat her down.
“Gwen, you are not going to believe this, Stephen is dead.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He was killed.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> One of the secretaries went to his house
yesterday afternoon, they were supposed to meet for lunch, or something and she
found him outside in the yard. Gwen, she
said he was like totally turned inside out; it was the grossest thing she ever
saw.” Abby noticed Gwen had gone
completely pale. “Oh, god, Gwen I’m sorry, I forgot you used to date him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I am so stupid sometimes.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Abby continued to babble on but Gwen wasn’t
listening.



 



‘Lucius’ was the only thought going through Gwen’s befuddled
brain, ‘it had to have been Lucius. He
said he would get rid of him if I didn’t.’
She was sure it had been him, not that she would ever tell anyone.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> ‘How did he know Stephen had come to see
me?’ Gwen’s mind was racing.



 



“Gwen, are you alright, you haven’t heard a word I’ve said.”
Abby was asking.



 



“Yeah, I’m fine, just surprised.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> What did you say, he looked turned inside
out?”



 



“Oh… yeah, Mr. Martin said he’s never seen anyone look like
that not even after the Avada Kedavra curse.
Hey! That means someone is out there using something worse than the
Unforgivable curses and getting away with it.”
Abby said in wonderment.



 



Gwen just sat there unable to accept the reality of all of
what Abby was saying.





Slowly the office returned to its normal routine.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> By the end of the week hardly anyone
mentioned Stephen any more.



 



Upon returning home on Friday, Gwen entered her apartment to
find Lucius waiting in his usual spot. Sudden fury filled Gwen at the sight of
him sitting there so unconcerned as if everything were normal.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She flew across the room and threw herself at
him hitting and punching any part of him she could reach, screaming the whole
while, “How dare you? How could
you? What gives you the right to
interfere in my life?” Lucius let her
spend her fury, which didn’t last long and she finally slumped to the floor
muttering and shaking her head.



 



“Are you quite finished?” Lucius looked down at her on the
floor, her face tear stainnd hnd her clothes askew.



 



Gwen just nodded.



 



“Get over here.” Lucius gestured to the floor in front of
him.



 



“No. No more.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I’m not doing this anymore.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Gwen looked him in the eye, as if daring him
to make a move toward her.



 



“Gwen…Gwen…” Lucius was shaking his head in disbelief.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “We’ve been through this before; I decide
when it’s over. Not you.”



 



“I can’t, Lucius we both know what you did to Stephen.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She stopped, suddenly terrified at the look
on his face.



 



“I have no idea of what you are talking about,” he said
icily.



 



“Please, I know what you…”



 



Lucius interrupted her, “Gwen…Gwen, how many time have I
told you, I do not share my toys.” He glared at her as if daring her to say
anything more.



“All right, let’s just say I’m tired of being treated like a
toy. I’m moving on with my life and you
are not a part of it.” Gwen didn’t
really want to discuss what had hapd tod to Stephen.



 



Lucius looked at her, the anger slowly draining from his
face to be replaced by a look of utter contempt, “You have become quite
bothersome lately, all talk and no fun.
Yes…..we are through. I’ve taken
all I can from you.” He stood and with a
loud bang, was gone.



 



Gwen slumped on the floor relived that he had taken it so
well. She would get on with her life, no
matter how difficult it was she would forget all about Lucius Malfoy.



 



Time passed slowly for Gwen, she spent weekewithwith her
parents, and filled her weeks with work.
She refused the few invitations she received from men, not wanting to be
involved with anyone, preferring to be alone.
She even stopped going out with Abby and the other girls from the
office.



 



One dreary spring afternoon, close to quitting time, while
Gwen was transcribing notes taken during a meeting, there was a quiet knock on
her partially closed office door.
Looking up she saw Draco Malfoy and motioned for him to come in.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “Draco, what a pleasant surprise, do come
in.”



 



“Hello Gwen, how are you?”
Draco seemed much surer of himself than the last time she had seen him.



 



“I’m fine, and yourself?”



 



“Not bad, what brings you here?



 



“I wanted to see you.
Is there someplace we can talk privately?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>



 



Gwen’s curiosity got the better of her, “It’s almost
quitting time anyway, how about if we go for a drink?”



 



Draco smiled, “That would be perfect.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He waited while Gwen put away the documents
she was working on and gathered her purse and coat.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Offering her his arm he said, “Shall we?”



 



Gwen was impressed by the mature attitude Draco was
displaying, though she was still wary, he was after all a Malfoy.



 



They went to a little café, across the street, after they
had been seated and given the waiter their order Gwen looked across the table
at Draco and said, “Well?”



 



“I wanted to see you again,” he seemed unsure of how to
continue but plunged ahead, “I can’t help but think that if my father were not
involved with you, you and I might have had a chance.”



 



“Chance,” Gwen looked surprised, “chance at what?”



 



Now Draco looked very uncomfortable, “A chance to see if
maybe…if there was… I can’t stop thinking about you…is there any way that you
might have any feelings for me? Ever?”



 



It was Gwen’s turn to look uncomfortable, “Draco I… you know
about your father and I…I don’t see how…what exactly are you expecting me to
say?”



 



“I guess I’m just hoping that you will let me see you
occasionally, maybe dinner, or whatever, just to see if anything developed
between us. No strings, no promises,
just maybe we could have a little fun.”



 



“What do you mean by ‘fun’?”
Gwen asked warily.



 



Draco looked startled, “Nothing. Really, I just thought we
could spend time together.”



 



“Ummm, I don’t know…you’re a lot younger than I am, what do
we really have in common?” Gwen was
trying to let him down gently.



 



“I’m not that much younger than you, only six years, that’s
nothing. As to what we have in common, I
think if we spent some time together we might find a lot of things we could
share. Once you get to know me better
you may find that we have the same opinions of certain people’s behavior….”
Draco let the thought trail off, not sure of how deep her feelings for his father
went, not wanting to offend Gwen before he had a chance to prove himself.



 



He seemed so eager to please, Gwen thought, ‘Why not?’style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “Okay, let’s start with dinner tonight.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Do you want to stay here or go somewhere
else?”



 



“Here is fine.”



 



And so their friendship began, after spending time with
Draco, Gwen discovered that he was quite capable of having a platonic
relationship. She also found that he was
very intelligent and resourceful. He
could think of the most fun places to go and things to do, she found herself
looking forward to the time spent with him. One of the things that amazed her
most was the way Draco looked at life.
Lucius was a hard and unyielding person; he only looked at what he could
get out of any given situation. Draco,
on the other hand, was more than willing to compromise, he would always listen
to Gwen’s opinions and never made her feel she was not worthy of being in his
presence. Without realizing it Gwen had fallen in love with Draco.



 



Draco, for his part, knew that if he was left alone with her
long enough she would eventually succumb to him.



 



 



 



 



 



 



 






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