What Lies Beneath
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Adult +
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19
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An Early Morning Discovery
To my readers: I have been very sick and unable to update! I am very sorry! I also had a few computer problems that erased chapters I already had written... so I am trying to recreate parts of my stories. I am going to continue these fictions... I just may be a little slow in doing so!
And thank you, to the reviewers! I hope you enjoy the new chapters! *hands out cookies she promised*
Lucius woke to the sun hitting his eyes.
With a groan, he stretched and realized he hadn't slept that well in years. Glancing down, he studied the face of the woman who was wrapped around him, her head resting on his chest.
Her flaming red hair spilled out, covering her side of the bed, tangled in the sheets and around his left bicep. Her lips were still swollen from the night before and were a rosy red. He smirked as he counted the light freckles that were scattered over her little, slightly upturned nose.
Ginny's eyes fluttered and opened, with a small sigh she looked up at him.
"37," Lucius murmured, his steel gray eyes looking down into her earthy brown ones.
"37?" Ginny questioned. "Is that 'good morning' in some language I don't know?"
"No, that is how many freckles you have," Lucius chuckled. "And, good morning."
Ginny searched his face, as though trying to figure out a puzzle.
"Good morning, Lucius," she softly replied after a moment.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked, not moving, as he realized he like the feel of her pressed against him.
"Very well, and you?" she asked, blushing as she felt his morning erection against her thigh.
"Very well," he repeated. "Are you sore?"
"A little," she answered, a little breathless.
They stared at each other for a moment, then he bent his head down and captured her lips.
Ginny moaned into his mouth, opening hers to let his exploring tongue in. Lucius turned them, so he was lying on top. Her hands were entwined in his blond hair, his hands were on her hips and thighs, gently spreading them apart.
Ginny gasped in his mouth when he slowly entered her. This was different from the night before, they had been passionate and little rough, desperate to be with one another. But this... this wasn't was she was expecting from him.
Lucius slowly made love to her, mimicking the actions of his lower body with his tongue, sending shivers down her spine.
Ginny wasn't ready for the feelings he unleashed in her, she felt as though she were breaking apart. It was all she could do to just grab on to his shoulders and try to meet his slow, sure thrusts.
Listening to her make little mewling noises against his tongue and lips was too much, he realized he just wasn't going to last, so he moved one hand from her hip and gently added pressure to her clit.
Sparks flashed in front of Ginny's eyes, she dug her nails into Lucius' shoulders as the new feeling hit her.
Just a few moments later, she came, gasping into his mouth. Lucius let out a strangled groan as she clamped down around him, with a few uneven thrusts he emptied himself into her.
They both lay there, their foreheads pressed together as they caught their breathe.
With a groan, Lucius pulled out of her and rolled over, Ginny followed, laying her head on his chest as she had been when they woke-up.
"That's an interesting tattoo, Lucius," Ginny commented, stroking her fingers over a tattoo of ivy and old text that was on his left pectoral.
"Tattoo?" he asked, his eyes dropping down to where she stroked.
A look of confusion crossed over his face as he tried to get a good look at the marking on his chest. Getting out of bed, he walked over a tall mirror lining the wall between their closets. Squinting his grey eyes, he looked at the marking, gently running his fingers over it.
"What is it, Lucius?" Ginny asked, sitting up in bed, questioning look in her eyes.
"It isn't a tattoo, it is some sort of magical marking," Lucius said, his eyes having a hard time staying on the tattoo when his wife sat up, leaving her top half uncovered.
"Have you never noticed it before?" she asked, the confusion on her face getting deeper.
Giving up on inspecting the tattoo, Lucius let his eyes roam over his half-naked wife.
"No, I have no idea how it g..." his sentence trailed off as he stared at his wife's breasts in the mirror.
"What? Are my boobs that impressive?" Ginny teased, a red eyebrow arching.
"What's that?" Lucius asked, turning from the mirror and pointing to Ginny's left breast.
"That's a breast, Lucius," Ginny smirked, glancing down she did a double take. "What is that?"
Over her left breast, in the same spot as Lucius, she had the same tattoo.
And thank you, to the reviewers! I hope you enjoy the new chapters! *hands out cookies she promised*
Lucius woke to the sun hitting his eyes.
With a groan, he stretched and realized he hadn't slept that well in years. Glancing down, he studied the face of the woman who was wrapped around him, her head resting on his chest.
Her flaming red hair spilled out, covering her side of the bed, tangled in the sheets and around his left bicep. Her lips were still swollen from the night before and were a rosy red. He smirked as he counted the light freckles that were scattered over her little, slightly upturned nose.
Ginny's eyes fluttered and opened, with a small sigh she looked up at him.
"37," Lucius murmured, his steel gray eyes looking down into her earthy brown ones.
"37?" Ginny questioned. "Is that 'good morning' in some language I don't know?"
"No, that is how many freckles you have," Lucius chuckled. "And, good morning."
Ginny searched his face, as though trying to figure out a puzzle.
"Good morning, Lucius," she softly replied after a moment.
"Did you sleep well?" he asked, not moving, as he realized he like the feel of her pressed against him.
"Very well, and you?" she asked, blushing as she felt his morning erection against her thigh.
"Very well," he repeated. "Are you sore?"
"A little," she answered, a little breathless.
They stared at each other for a moment, then he bent his head down and captured her lips.
Ginny moaned into his mouth, opening hers to let his exploring tongue in. Lucius turned them, so he was lying on top. Her hands were entwined in his blond hair, his hands were on her hips and thighs, gently spreading them apart.
Ginny gasped in his mouth when he slowly entered her. This was different from the night before, they had been passionate and little rough, desperate to be with one another. But this... this wasn't was she was expecting from him.
Lucius slowly made love to her, mimicking the actions of his lower body with his tongue, sending shivers down her spine.
Ginny wasn't ready for the feelings he unleashed in her, she felt as though she were breaking apart. It was all she could do to just grab on to his shoulders and try to meet his slow, sure thrusts.
Listening to her make little mewling noises against his tongue and lips was too much, he realized he just wasn't going to last, so he moved one hand from her hip and gently added pressure to her clit.
Sparks flashed in front of Ginny's eyes, she dug her nails into Lucius' shoulders as the new feeling hit her.
Just a few moments later, she came, gasping into his mouth. Lucius let out a strangled groan as she clamped down around him, with a few uneven thrusts he emptied himself into her.
They both lay there, their foreheads pressed together as they caught their breathe.
With a groan, Lucius pulled out of her and rolled over, Ginny followed, laying her head on his chest as she had been when they woke-up.
"That's an interesting tattoo, Lucius," Ginny commented, stroking her fingers over a tattoo of ivy and old text that was on his left pectoral.
"Tattoo?" he asked, his eyes dropping down to where she stroked.
A look of confusion crossed over his face as he tried to get a good look at the marking on his chest. Getting out of bed, he walked over a tall mirror lining the wall between their closets. Squinting his grey eyes, he looked at the marking, gently running his fingers over it.
"What is it, Lucius?" Ginny asked, sitting up in bed, questioning look in her eyes.
"It isn't a tattoo, it is some sort of magical marking," Lucius said, his eyes having a hard time staying on the tattoo when his wife sat up, leaving her top half uncovered.
"Have you never noticed it before?" she asked, the confusion on her face getting deeper.
Giving up on inspecting the tattoo, Lucius let his eyes roam over his half-naked wife.
"No, I have no idea how it g..." his sentence trailed off as he stared at his wife's breasts in the mirror.
"What? Are my boobs that impressive?" Ginny teased, a red eyebrow arching.
"What's that?" Lucius asked, turning from the mirror and pointing to Ginny's left breast.
"That's a breast, Lucius," Ginny smirked, glancing down she did a double take. "What is that?"
Over her left breast, in the same spot as Lucius, she had the same tattoo.