Dangerous Liaisons
Dangerous Liaisons
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I would deeply, deeply, DEEPLY love to own these characters in every way
imaginable, sadly, I do not. This fiction is based on a fantasy shared by all
those who have been captivated by the Wizards in Black, allured by their dark
charm and mesmerized by their brilliant, seductive performances. And to you
Severus/Lucius fans, I dedicate this adult fiction. Do enjoy and please take a
minute to review. Applause. Flame. Encourage. Inspire. Whatever. It’s all good!
~ Luv, Ricky Roo
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DANGEROUS LIAISONS
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women in the wizarding world that understood what it was like to fall
desperately in love with the most feared wizards of all. Granted there are some
who don’t deserve a woman’s touch, but then there are those who possess a great
deal of passion, skill and deliverance. Those were the men I sought after, the
ones I wanted, and the ones I have.
feared the Death Eaters.
with them.
charm captivated me, ensnared my senses and drew me to them like a moth to a
burning flame. Women warned me of their danger, but it’s danger I seek. The
depth of their passion is unmatched and their poise and precision overwhelmed
me.
time I encountered a Dark Mark. He seemed careless in exposing it in front of
me, promising that I’d not remember our encounter by the next morning. Perhaps
it had been the way I idolized him all night long and insisted that he bear the
mark with pride that had convinced him to let me keep our first memory
together.
led to a hot, torrid affair that has lasted four months now. I shared my
passions and my fantasies with him, and he shared his with me. I know him in
ways that his wife will never know him and that is what will always
bring him back to me.
My dear Lucius.
gentle. So refined.
but what’s more to love a Death Eater, is to love two.
night when I was expecting Lucius to come by my flat. His wife had somehow
detained him for the evening and was forced to cancel our scheduled rendezvous.
He sent me an owl immediately, concluding his letter with the most peculiar
instructions, requesting that I remain in bed as planned.
leaving only two candles burning on the vanity. Lucius loved having the candles
burn as we made love. He says he cannot get enough of gazing about my naked
flesh glowing in the dim of flickering firelight. I suppose his love of the
flame comes from years of his wife never allowing such a thing as light upon
embracing his intimacy – as if she were afraid of him seeing her body in its
nakedness. Lucius stopped arguing having the bedroom reduced to utter
blackness. With a crooked smile on his face he told me it was because he found
it easier to fake an orgasm to a blinded lover than it was to one who could see
his indifferent expression.
told me this for I had never heard of a man faking an orgasm, nor could I
imagine how a woman could ever love him so indifferently. If there was
something -- some hidden secret about Lucius sufficient enough to be just
reason not to love everything about him, I had not discovered it. I loved
everything about him. And he – unable to resist me but unable to devote himself
purely to me – loved everything about me. In the touch of light from both the
moon and our candles I could make out the deepest expressions he made when he
came into me. I both felt and tasted his plentiful orgasms and he mine.
see that face again right now.
Lucius…
for it had been nearly two hours before I felt the brush of soft suede gliding
across my face. I could feel the chill of the air permeating my skin as he
slowly drew the covers back and glimpsed upon my flesh. I could feel a dip in
the mattress as he sat down on the bed next to me.
I could feel the warmth and
moisture of his breath wafting gently across my shoulder, thus erecting a
congregation of goosebumps that caused me as much pain as pleasure. His long,
narrow fingers swept my curtain of hair aside and his soft, wet lips touched my
neck.
Lucius by the way he touched me, and his sweet succulent moan was unfamiliar,
but all the same arousing. This man’s enticing technique wrought just as much
spine-tingling stimulation as Lucius’ did. I began to turn around to face him
when I first heard his voice.
he commanded.
heard those velvet words slip so deliciously off his tongue. Then, never having
seen his face but only feeling his hands and his lips about my body, I let him
carry out the seduction in dominant command.
being able to see his face or to touch his skin. I longed to hold him, to kiss
him, and to surrender to his intimate embrace. But he took his time bringing my
arousal to the point of sheer ecstasy. I gave him my will and submission thus
rendered myself his scarlet rose. Although I wanted him indefinitely and
immediately, I exercised my patience and my submission. He took pride in his
dominance and I didn’t dare take that away from him.
Slytherin and few dared to take a Death Eater for a lover. Only those with an
abundance or sheer lack of sense and knowledge challenged the dark wizards. I
knew this man had been a Slytherin straight away. Lucius would not have sent
anything but.
whispered into my ear.
tickled my neck. Long, slender fingers encircled my wrists and brought me up
ever so slowly. I turned my head, ready to look upon the face of the man who
would shortly become my latest inamorato.