The Life and Times of Denebola Black

a/n I really wanted to write in a lot more detail about the date with Blaise but, unfortunately, I had issues thinking of what those details would be. Also, I don't think I ever said what Draco did for a living so if I did and its not what I say here, let me know so I can rectify the mistake. And I'm sorry that it took FOREVER to write this damned chapter but while my brain was coming up with ideas to write, I just wasn't in the writing mood for any length of time that would be productive.


It was another four days until she went out again with Blaise. This time he took her to a wizard opera. It was sung in French and was about the plight of a muggle who gave born to a wizard and the plight they went through once the Dark Lord learned of their existence. It didn't end well for them, but the audience loved it. When it was over he brought her to his home in England where they had a casual dinner. She had a wonderful time with him but when he kissed her, she was filled with a complete warmth, but no urge to jump his bones. Once she was home she made a list of pros and cons for each man. In the end it was clear who she was going to choose.

By the following Monday she had yet to tell anyone of her decision; she had a few things to do first. The first was to visit the Minister. She arrived at his office mid afternoon in a floor length black robe and little else. She had disallusioned herself to blend in as she waited patiently next to the door until it opened up as Lucius walked his previous appointment out of the office. She slipped through the open door and qiuckly hid under his large mohagany desk.

When he came back into the room, he was alone. Once he sat down at his desk to work on paperwork she took away the disallusionment charm on herself so that he would be able to see her. She then put a hand on either of his thighs and ran them up towards his hips. His body jumped at the unexpected contact, and he looked down to see what was going on. When he saw Deni there, he smiled down at her. "Miss, Black, to what do I owe this visit?"

She just shrugged her shoulders as she looked into his eyes as she licked her lips sensously. She then opened up the lower half of his robes, as well as pulling his trousers gently from under his sitting form and pulling them to the floor before she put her hands on his knees and opened them up so as to fit her body between them.

"Don't mind me Minister, feel free to go back to your paperwork." She then licked up the side of his cock before fully bathing the tip with her tongue as her hand ran up and down the shaft as he rapidly became hard. When she took his entire length into her mouth, having long gotten over her gag reflex, he let out a low moan, clasping his hands behind his head as he shifted to a more comfortable sitting position.

He had been fighting the temptation to thread his fingers through her hair when the charmed voice of his secretary filled the room. "Minister, Mister MacNair is here, as is your son."

"Miss Black, you need to stop," he told her, his voice pained. In response, she rolled her tongue down the underside of his shaft and added a bit more suction. When he could tell that she had no intention of stopping he put both of his hands on her head and started thrusting into her mouth, bruising her lips against his skin until he came down her throat, not more than a minute later. He then cast a charm on himself to catch his breath and put his wand to his throat, telling his secretary to let in MacNair, as he had an appointment and Draco didn't.

Just before the door opened his clothing was back in place and he was on his feet to greet his friend. The meeting went by quickly, it was only to arrange a couple of executions, and soon MacNair left and Draco was escorted in, both men sitting in the comfortable chairs near a large enchanted window. If either man noticed the Minister's reluctance to sit behind his desk, neither said anything about it.

Deni had always thought that Draco got his job as Head of the Finances Department because he was the Minister's son. She had also always thought that it was simply a figurehead job with no real work. After listening in on their meeting she now knew differently. He did a lot of work to make sure that the government's money was spent wisely and productively. He had to deal with a lot more people than she would have ever imagined and listen to them fully out before deciding whether or not their prospects were worth speaking to someone else or even the public over. She was beginning to have a newfound respect for the business side of Draco. Eventually, though, the conversation turned to her.

Deni heard the clink of ice being swirled around a crystal glass as Draco tilted his head, as though in thought if he wanted to say what was going through his mind before he decided to forge on ahead, his voice turning cold instead of his previous genial tone. "So, Father. I just want to be sure to tell you... the second Deni tells me that she has chosen me, you will never touch her again."

Lucius gave a small chuckle. "Now, now, Draco. We both know that isn't very likely."

"That is where you are wrong, Father."

"And how is that, Draco?" Lucius' voice had more than a hint of smugness to it. Deni wondered of it was just because he knew that she was there to witness this conversation when his son had no idea, or if he just didn't believe what was being said to him.

"Exactly as stated. Her acceptance of my proposal signifies the end of your time sharing her company. Her being faithful to me is the only stipulation I gave her and she agreed."

At this, Lucius raised an eyebrow and swept the room with his eyes, catching hers peeking out from under his desk as they passed the spot. "And you expect her to turn down all passes made to her - even from the Dark Lord?"

"Yes. While she did day that she would never say no to him, I have spoken to out master on the matter and he has agreed as well. Once we are engaged, and it will be a short engagement, he will no longer seek her out. So, she will be mine and only mine."

"And do you plan on telling her of this conversation with our Lord?"

"No, but I'm sure he will do the honour."

Deni could not believe her ears. She wondered what Draco had had to give up for the Dark Lord to acquiesce to such a demand, not to mention the way he had decided that since she had accepted his apology she was automatically going to choose him. And now not only did she need to have a good last fuck with Lucius, but also with her Lord. She shook her head as she thought that she had planned to tell Draco her decision the next day, though now she was thinking that perhaps she should let him sweat it out a little. Not too long, though. She was practically sopping after listening to the way he was talking to his father with such self appointed authority and confidence. In fact, she was having a hard time not touching herself, but she knew that if she did she wouldn't be quiet enough.

After what seemed like forever Lucius escorted Draco from the room and closed the door. "Miss Black, is what my son told me true?"

Deni crawled out from under the desk and stood up to look at her lover, completely nude. "Draco told you many things, Minister. I'm sure that a good majority of them were the truth."

"You know what I'm speaking of, Miss Black, and if you would answer the question." He was standing a meter or so away from the door, his arms folded across his chest, trying to be stern as he watched her mubile young body sashay its way to in front of him.

"Yes, that is what I told him, and I will keep to that promise." She leaned into him, wrapping her arms around his neck as she looked into his eyes, so similar to those of his son, yet so different.

"So you have chosen Draco over Zabini?" He put his hands on her shoulders, slowly lowering them down her sides, grazing her breasts and her stomach until they moved behind her, each cupping an ass cheek and pulling her even closer to him until she could feel his erection through the material.

"Yes..... does that mean that I can call you Daddy?" She smiled at him with a smile that could only mean trouble.

He raised an eyebrow in question. "What?"

"Sorry, it's a muggle thing. Apparently some men get turned on by their lover calling them daddy."

"Sounds like incest to me, so no. We intermarry close enough, there's no need for such things. When do you intend on telling Draco your decision?"

"I was going to tomorrow, right after Blaise, but he's just so sure that I'll be choosing him, I think he'll have to wait a bit longer. Besides, if our Lord is willing to give me up, I'm sure he has something planned first." She then stood on her tiptoes and brought her mouth to his ear and gently skimmed the outer rim with her tongue before biting down on the lobe with her gums. "Enough about them, though. I'm afraid I've been a naughtly little girl. I might just need you to split me in two with your huge cock to punish me," she huskily whispered.

"I'm not so sure that would be a punishment, Miss Black," he told her as he lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist and her dripping core staining the front of his robes.

The next thing she knew she was in her bedroom. Within two minutes he had her naked standing up three feet away from a wall with her hands chained together at the wrists from the ceiling, her legs spread eagle, each chained to the floor from hooks that appeared with magic. Her room had been warded against the use of her magic so she wouldn't be able to get herself out of her predicament. He then pulled on a black leather glove and inserted two fingers into her, pumping them roughly as he added his thumb into the mix, teasing her clit. Just when she was about to cum, he pulled away. With a wave of his wand, her laptop was on a table in front of her playing the same porn he had seen her watching before.

"I have to go back to work, Miss Black, but don't worry, I'll be back. In the meantime, be sure to enjoy yourself." She was about to ask him how she was supposed to enjoy herself when she could barely even move, never mind do something about the need for release that didn't seem to be fulfilled any time soon when he apparated away.

It was slightly more than two hours before he returned to find her squirming as much as possible in her restraints, her juices running down her legs and her eyes closed to try and keep the images of the laptop away. When she heard the telltale pop of apparition her eyes snapped open. "Lucius.... Minister.... please...." she whined to that she was almost crying with want.

"So, I see that your punishment has gone well. But I must ask, just what is it you're asking, Miss Black?" As he was speaking, Lucius circled Deni, taking in every nuance of her body from her flushed face to the way she gravitated toward him wherever he was in hopes of contact. If this was going to be his last encounter with the woman, this was how he wanted to remember her.

"I want your cock pounding into my pussy so hard that it hurts. Then I want you to ram yourself into my tight ass until you cum inside me. When you pull out of me I want to tease your flaccid member with my mouth until you're fully erect again so you take me again while your finger probes my ass, and pulling out to spill your seed all over my body. Simply put, Minister, I want you to fuck my brains out, and then keep going until there's no chance that I'll be able to walk tomorrow."

All the while she had been talking (and straining to keep her voice level) he had started trailing his fingers over her skin, barely grazing her, but setting her nerve endings aflame. When she had finished her little speech she found her wishes coming true, as with a wave of his wand her restraints were gone, he was naked, and he had her pinned to the wall, his cock deep within her.

Six hours later he arrived home and went directly to bed where he passed straight out leaving no question in the minds of his wife and son where, what and who he had been doing.