INSATIABLE

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“You – I – gods! DON’T EVER LEAVE ME AGAIN!” she berated him as she wrapped her arms around him hungrily. She smothered him to her and he couldn’t make a coherent sentence as his words were muffled by her body. They gripped each other almost painfully to each other and the tears were falling freely down her face. “are you in pain? I can’t believe your really back, you were gone for so long”.

She let him up for air and his grey eyes studied her face. “how long have I been here?” he said as his eyes quickly glanced over the hospital room. “almost three months” she sniffled. His eyes drank her in appreciatively “look at you” he said as his hand rested on her stomach. “how did you…” she trailed on but he cut her off.

“I heard everything around me” he said with a broad grin. “you’re a Malfoy now love”. She felt a hot stab of pain at the slightly wounded tone of his voice. “Cissa planned the wedding… Oh Lucius I feel like such a fool” she said as she buried her face in her hands. He gave her a curious gaze “for what love? Spilling your secrets to me?” he said with a playful wink.

“I’ve missed you so much, so much has happened. I’m married, I’m a mother, I’m bloody Minister of Magic!” she spluttered. He wrapped his arms around her waist and tugged her closer to him. “and I blame you for all of it” she said with a tearful smile. “as you probably should blame me… but now you don’t have to face it all alone now do you?” he drawled.

“Merlin I love you Lucius” she said as she stroked his sleek hair. He gazed into her warm brown eyes and Hermione felt the breath leave her as Lucius slowly leaned into her and gently claimed her lips. Hermione couldn’t help but melt into his lips and feel the intense hunger well inside of her. “I love you more” he whispered against her lips, his forehead pressed against hers.

She slowly pulled back and she felt like the ring on her finger weighed about a ton. She watched as Lucius’s stormy grey eyes quickly spotted the white gold ring on her finger and she saw his jaws clench ever so slightly. “right, you’re my daughter in law now… I’m sorry for that” he said quietly. She felt her heart shatter into a thousand pieces to hear him say he was sorry for kissing her, she could live without his scorching lips on hers but for him to say he was sorry for showing he loved her, killed her inside.

“Lucius… please” she breathed, she felt like she couldn’t breath as long as he had that pain in his eyes. “Don’t worry, I think that poisoned dagger stabbed some morality into me. I plan on having Severus brew me a potion to curb my… need so to speak” he said with a weak smile. She was speechless but knew it was all for the best, she cupped his face in her hands and fought the urge to capture his lips again. “I”ll always love you, no potion can curb the way you make me feel” he added slowly.

She slowly found her voice again “Does that mean you won’t be able to… make love at all?” she inquired. “the only one powerful enough is the celibacy potion, and it takes away all urges, so yes, I won’t be able to make love” he said thickly. “Let’s not talk about this now… you’re family needs to know your awake” she said quickly as she moved from the bed.

“You’re my family Hermione” he said as he got up from the bed. “Get back in bed! Your still weak and you could have a relapse…” she said as she tried to force him back to bed, his still muscular frame didn’t budge and he gave her a smug smile. “I’m fine love, plus we really need to get to the bottom of those letters in my desk” he said as he tried to take a step but his legs gave out from under him. He caught himself on the edge of the bed and Hermione helped him back in his bed. “entropy… I thought as much, you need to take care of yourself Lucius” she said in a motherly tone.

Lucius looked livid and horrified that his limbs were failing him, but his expression changed completely when he saw Hermione’s face fall. He sat on the edge of the bed and studied her expression, reading the forefront of her thoughts “you’ve gotten more letters haven’t you?” he asked baldly. She gave him a curt nod and studied the floor. “It’s my fault, it seems the uproar is about the Emancipation of Elves Act… we still haven’t a clue as to who it is… Harry’s lost as much sleep as I have over this, trying to narrow it down, there are just far too many suspects really”.

“and Oberon has been watching over you?” he said as he grabbed her hand. “he’s been my shadow, why do I get the body guard that is overprotective? Draco couldn’t tell you what his body guards name is even” she said with her hands on her hips. “Oberon is very close to our family, he watches over all of you, but you now count as two Malfoy’s, so you get Oberon, he’s the strongest after all” Lucius explained with a wry grin.

“I’m going to go get a Healer, can you behave yourself till I come back?” she asked while she tried to tug her hand away again. Lucius gripped her hand tighter and brought it to his lips and placed a delicate kiss on her hand. “Kiss me once more, I might never taste your lips again” he said in his silky baritone. He tugged her closer to the bed and crashed his lips onto hers greedily. She felt her knees go weak with the force of his mouth and his adventurous tongue in her mouth. His hand snaked into her hair and she grabbed the front of his hospital robe for dear life. She never wanted to release the kiss and wanted to taste him forevermore. Lucius moaned into her mouth and she felt that all familiar need flare up inside of her, a flame that had been dormant since Lucius was attacked.

He slowly released her and she saw stars, she was completely flustered and her cheeks were flushed bright pink as she met his smoldering gaze. “I just needed one last kiss” he said as he choked back the emotion in his voice. Hermione caressed the side of his cheek slowly “it might be hard, but I’m satisfied knowing I still have you with us” she said sagely before she slowly left to find a Healer.

Due to Lucius’s entropy, he was confined to a wizards convalescent chair that hovered slightly off the ground. Hermione enjoyed steering him around the Manor’s gardens or Minsitry hallways on long strolls, as it was time they could spend alone together. They bickered like an old couple about little things, but mostly they bickered about the baby.

“I want to be surprised” Hermione said through gritted teeth. She was steering Lucius through the exquisite Manor gardens and they were stopped by the graceful fountain of a mermaid. “so you said before, but need I remind you this is you’re first child… you haven’t the faintest idea of what to name it or what to buy for it” he chided as she helped him from his chair to sit by the fountain. “well if it’s a girl I want to name her Persephone, Draco wants it to be a boy naturally… I was thinking if it was a boy…”

Lucius cut her off “Maybe call him Abraxas?”. She grimaced immediately “Well no, I was thinking we would give the baby your name”. She said hopefully. “I would be honored” he said softly.
They shared a comfortable silence and listened to the gushing fountain behind them for a short while as Hermione stroked the back of his hand. Hermione looked up at him “your hiding something from me… your quiet… too quite” she said suspiciously. He nodded slowly and removed a piece of parchment from his pocket and handed it to her with a grave expression.

He watched her read the letter, midway through she grabbed her stomach protectively, but instead of worry, her expression was one of triumph when she looked back at him. “I know who is behind these threats!” she gasped.

He gave her an expectant look and he looked at the letter over her shoulder. ‘I, his most beloved and most faithful have come to avenge him. You will suffer as I have suffered for degrading the pure blood lines’ Hermione read aloud to Lucius. “it has to be Bellatrix Lestrange, she always boasted that she was Voldemort’s most faithful and her death was never confirmed, Harry told me the Ministry… previous to us covered it up”. Hermione said.

“it was not common knowledge, but Bellatrix and the Dark Lord were lovers. That only confirms she was his beloved, but we can only imagine what kind of vengeance lurks in that foul creatures heart after we took away the world she once belonged, including her love” he said quietly. “If I didn’t know better it sounds like you sympathize with her, maybe my baby and I are just disgraces on your family” she said haughtily.

Lucius pressed his finger to her lips “don’t EVER say that again, though I don’t share the beliefs anymore I do know how much things have changed for pure bloods, there a minority that feels very hard done right now Hermione, but you and this baby are my pride and joy… how could you be so callused to forgive me?” he pleaded.

Her eyes glistened with unshed tears and she gently kissed his fingertips. “I didn’t think, I’m sorry” she breathed. He slowly withdrew his finger from her lips and held his hands in his lap as if being scolded. “I find myself forgetting my place with you, I cannot let my desires cloud my judgment in what is best for this family” he confessed.

She ghosted a hand into his hair “must you always play my Atlas? With the world upon your shoulders?” she said with a sad smile.

“I fear for your safety above all others, I can’t risk losing you, your too valuable of an employee anyways” he said playfully.

Though Hermione had been living in the Manor for a spell, she still had not gotten use to living in Malfoy Manor, after living in a tiny little apartment and shared dormitories her entire life she now found herself wandering long hallways of the Manor. She and Draco now lived in the west wing of the manor and, like multiple times before, she was now lost somewhere in the middle of the two wings, or at least she thought that was where she was.

She smirked at the idea of putting up “you are here” maps like they have in muggle malls up in the exquisite wood inlaid walls. Her thoughts went to Lucius, as they usually did when she was alone at night. He had started taking the celibacy potions and they seemed to be working, though he was now oddly affectionate towards her, in a fatherly sort of way.

She was about to kip on the floor, she was feeling so exhausted from wandering the halls. Suddenly she bumped into something solid, tall and blonde. Lucius’s arms wrapped around her to steady her and she found herself clinging to him. “I’m so lost, this house is impossibly large” she said stiffly. “you should be in bed my dear” he said gently. “as should you, you’re still weak from those poisons!” she said, now with her hands on her hips, reminiscent of Molly Weasley.

“ah little mother hen… I’ve just taken a strength potion… among others, I assure you I’m strong as an ox” he said with a wink. Her hormones were on full tilt whenever she was around him and his wink sent her body into hysterics. Without realizing what she was doing she had caught his lips and pressed herself full against him.

When she withdrew he had an amused grin on his face and one perfect golden eyebrow raised. She felt rage boil inside her at his smug expression, she was livid that he could remain unaffected while she was climbing the walls for him. “Oh I hate you… here I am like a cat in heat and you just give me that smirk!” she sputtered as she scurried away from him.

He quickly scooped her up in his arms and led her in the opposite direction she was coming from. “let me down, I can find my way to my room by myself” she hissed at him. “this is for my own good, I won’t sleep well knowing your wandering lost in the Manor”. She gave a great huff and stopped her struggling, eventually she wrapped her arms around his neck and stared at his beautiful face. “the potion really works for you?” she said quietly.

“afraid so, don’t get me wrong I still find you breath taking, I just can’t act on those feelings” he said simply. She felt the odd sensation that she might explode if she didn’t release some of her pent up sexual energy so she did the first thing that came to her mind. “I want you inside me, I want to taste you on my tongue… I don’t know what’s gotten into me tonight Lucius, I can’t get you out of my mind… I want to ride you so hard I’m sore” she whispered into his ear. She felt and heard his breath hitch and she smiled in the dim light of the hallway.

“you can’t say things like that to me love… I’m only human” he said with forced calm in his voice. “I’m sorry” she whispered as she nuzzled into his neck and slowly drifted off to sleep. Lucius tucked her in her bed and bumped into Draco as he walked out of the room. “she got lost again didn’t she?” Draco said with a yawn. “Draco my boy, you’re a lucky man” was all Luicus said as he gently rapped Draco on the shoulder as he left.

As he strolled the hallways he was grateful to have such a skilled Potions master as a close family friend. Suddenly Oberon materialized by his side and joined him in his nightly stroll through the Manor. “you’ve grown quite a conscious there Lucius… when a beautiful witch throws herself at me, it’s not likely I’d refuse her” Oberon said with a sly smile. Lucius regarded the divine vampire strolling next to him with a curious gaze. “forgive my sudden interest, but how many women have you loved in your time?” Lucius asked quietly.

“made love to, the numbers are incalculable, but loved… as in one and only, earth shattering love Lucius? Well in 500 years I’ve only met one that turned my world inside out, oui Esmeralda was her name… hair as red as blood and full of fire… not unlike your little spitfire Lucius” Oberson said sagely.

“Why did it end?” Lucius asked. “I was selfish and forced the Dark Gift on her, I couldn’t stand life without her. She took her own life and walked into the midday sun, to this day I shall never forgive myself”. Oberon said quietly as Lucius saw the pain etch across Oberon’s flawless face. “what if you could do it all over again?” Lucius asked suddenly. “I would have set her free, and loved her as long as I could… if she came back then as they say… it was meant to be”. “It is better to have loved and lost…” Lucius said sagely. He embraced Oberon before entering his study.

Lucius’s study had a large anteroom that had a secret passage leading to it, he tapped his wand on the very top edition of ‘Hogwarts, a history’ and the cherry wood door materialized amongst the back of the bookcase.

He sank into his elegant winged back chair and unlocked his pensieve from a drawer. He closed his eyes and organized his thoughts, isolating a particularly powerful memory. Like a silvery white thread of gossamer he pulled the memory from his mind and it swirled around the pensieve till it was as still as a mirror like surface.

He crashed through the surface and into the memory. He had visited this memory before, but it never lost it’s impact on him. It was a memory he never wanted to forget, the night Hermione and he really made love for the first time. They had their share of wild and adventurous sex, but this time she had let him inside a part of her he had never been before.

His gaze fell upon himself and Hermione, in his office late at night. She was cast in firelight and stood near the grate, he could see she had something on her mind. Soon she was in his arms, and his mouth crashed onto hers. He felt like he was filled with helium the way his feet never seemed to touch down after he told her he loved her. She resisted him at first, but it didn’t take long for her breath to become labored and her hands started roaming his body.

She never said it, but he could see it every time she smiled, or brushed her hair back or laughed, she was in love with him and nothing really mattered after that.

They made love right on the floor in front of the fire, their foreheads pressed together, eyes locked and bodies slowly writhing in rhythm. His eyes drank in her body under his own, her legs were tightly wrapped around him, coaxing him in deeper.

The firelight dancing in her eyes and making her skin warm and inviting. He walked around himself and Hermione clinging to each other on the floor and noticed how absolutely perfect they fit together. He was unsure where she began and he ended, and the look on her face made his pulse race. She was gasping his name, chanting it like a prayer as her hands clung to his shoulders.

They found their peak and crashed over it at the same time, knowing they both had changed forever after what they had just shared. The memory faded and he found himself staring down into the pensieve again. He coaxed the memory back inside his mind, rubbed his eyes and climbed in bed and went to sleep dreaming of her.