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Loss of Control

By: roseanne
folder Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 13
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Nine

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Disclaimer:style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 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.



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style='font-size:9.0pt'>LOSS OF CONTROL



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style='font-size:9.0pt'>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.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
Still she knew she had to stand her ground or
lose everything she had gained with him, not that there was much to lose.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “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.” Lucius was
now pacing back in forth in front of her.



 



“Well what kind of a marriage
will that be? I’m not marrying someone I
can’t touch. What would be the point in
that?” She knew she was babbling 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. 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!style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
He kissed her, hard, not giving her a chance
to reply. 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 mindclass=GramE>, you either want me
or you don’t, I can’t play these games anymore.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Lucius started to answer but Gwen put a
finger over his lips to silence him.
“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.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>



 



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, tly tly 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. 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.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>



 



Gwen pulled her lips away 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. And, I most certainly
don’t love you. I just like playing with
you.”



 



Gwen struggled to free herself
from his lips and arms. 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,
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 certy doy don’t deserve it, but, there it
is. I know you don’t care about me, I know that.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
I just 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.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> This hurts me too much, knowing that you
really are just playing. 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.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “Hope hat.hat.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 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.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
“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.
Certainly he’s never been faithful to me!”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
Narcissa walked over to Gwen and pulled her
into her arms, patting her on the back in a soothing manner.



 



Gwen was so confused at this
she burst into tears again. Narcissa
rocked her gently and murmured comfortingly in Gwen’s ear.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
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?”



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“Why should I stop him?style='mso-spacerun:yes'> At least he’s not bothering me anymore.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I had hoped you would be more discreet,”
Narcissa said looking at Luc



 



“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.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
Under thrcumrcumstances I am sure you will
make my excuses to Draco for missing his birthday.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 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.



 



Gwen ran out of the house and
down the drivece sce she was clear of the wards protecting the mansion she was
able to apparate home. Alone in her
apartment she sat in the chair Lucius had always sn ann 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. She knew it was all her
own fault. 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 gip.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
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 god you’re here. I’ve
been so worried about you.” He stopped as he took in her disheveled state.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
“What happened, are you alright?”



 



“Yes, Stephen, I’m fine.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 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.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 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, ft hft him this time.”



 



“Well you’ve finally come to
your senses. 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.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
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.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 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 you, do you?”



 



“You seem to be.”



 



“Yes, well there you go, look
how unhappy I am. Don’t you want better
for yourself?”



 



Stephen stepped up to to her
and pulled her into his arms, cradling her head against his shoulder.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
“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.” 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.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
Then the thought of what Lucius would do if
he knew what was going on made her pull abruptly away.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “No, we can’t do this.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It’s not fair to either of us.”



 



“Again you are deciding what I
think is fair? Come on, Gwen, you can’t
deny that you do feel something for me.



 



“Maybe I do.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> But I love him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> 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. 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'> Shewerewered and went to bed not getting up
until Monday morning to prepare for work.



 



 






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