Dare I

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Dare I



Dare I ask how we ended up this way? Dare I speak the words of the little menacing voice that plagues my head to tell him to stop? Dare I dare to stop this? No. Even if I dare myself to end this now, I would only suffocate and drown upon my own misery. His lips are so soft as they flutter against my cheeks, my closed eye lids, the tip of my nose, and lastly my lips. His tongue moves with grace as the tip traces and parts my lips with such eased skill that I can not help but be a little jealous of his talent. His hands are so elegant looking, much more elegant then my own, and I can not look away from them as they part my white shirt away from my chest.

I hear a hissing sound from him my eyes looking up at his face, just in time to watch that sinful tongue swipe slowly teasingly across his upper lip.

“Delicious,” he rasps out his eyes taking a quick glance up at mine before going back down to exam my upper bared torso.

“What looks delicious?”

My voice is not more then a breathy whisper of a reply. Could that have been my voice or was that the growing need in my mind that had answered a non-question?

He smirks as a finger traces a path from my neck to my collar bone.

“Your skin first of all. How pale and soft it is, so much like the first blankets of snow that covers the grounds outside.”

I gasp in a breath and toss my head back as his finger moves down to my nipple. My chest arches into his light touches as his finger circles about my sensitive flesh. I bite down upon my bottom lip and stifle the moans that beg to rise out of my throat as my nipple hardens.

“Your nipples are dark as wine. Tell me do they taste as sweet?”

Before I could answer all breathe is ripped from my entire body as sharp white teeth clamp down upon the question at hand. Pleasure starts shooting down my spine; my hands shake when I place them upon his head. He nibbles so softly at my hardened nub at I whimper for more of his mouth. His teeth release my nipple to be quickly replaced by a strong and wet tongue. Heat is rising to my cheeks as I toss my head to the side, my hair framing out about the red wine satin pillow beneath me.

“Mmm yes such a delicious taste, even better then the sweetest wine that has ever passed my lips.” He purrs out making me bite down on my lip harder.

His hand rests upon my chest, the spot over my heart, feeling it rapidly beat against the palm of his hand. His other hand has moved down to rest against my inner thigh, warming my flesh quickly as he kneads it. Merlin does he know what he is doing to me?

“But as delicious as your teat was. Your lips are but sweeter still,” he whispers to me.

It was his little warning for me and soon his lips attack mine forcing me to release my bottom lip from my teeth to kiss deeply. His tongue feels as though it is down my throat drinking up every moan, every whimper that touches it. My fingers dig into his long silky strands tugging at them as the kiss becomes harder. The hand that had rested against my chest has ventured to the back of my head his own fingers mimicking mine as they grip at my hair.

His hips lower themselves to rest upon mine settling himself between my spread thighs and legs. Our hips are starting to rub together, the friction causing me to break our kiss to bring in desperate air as shocks of electrifying pleasure sparks throughout my body. I rest my cheek against the pillow as I gulp in as much air as my over heated lungs could take in. He is breathing harshly against my neck moistening it up as we begin to grind harder against one another. I can feel how hard he is against my thigh, my own aches to be released from my pants.

Gathering some strength that I have seemed to have loss somewhere along the way, I release his hair and move my hands down his already naked back. My nails are scratching harsh red lines down his perfect peach skin as they search for the hem of his pants. My eyes are closed tightly as he grinds harder into my thigh from my scratching. My fingers grip the rough feel of his pants as I start to gasp with each of his grinds.

I can feel him smile now one that will be my very undoing; he stops his grinding and sits up looking down at me heaving for air.

“Tell me that I can. Tell me these words my precious darkling,” he whispers to me that I could only moan at his voice and nod my head.

“Let me hear you say them.”

I open my mouth as he quickly takes off mine and his own pants. I try to form the words in which he wants to hear so badly, but they die into a moan as I feel a slick finger run down the space between my ass. Again I try and fail as I scream out in pleasure as his long finger enters me.

“PLEASE FUCK ME!” I scream out my whole being is shivering for more.

He chuckles so softly and leans down to kiss my cheeks.

“I will, and it will be hard, fast, and I will be so deep inside of you that you will be able to taste me in your throat,” he hisses out.

I arch into his touches my body aching for him, quickly he opens me, prepares me with oils of calming scents. His fingers leave me and I groan or loss my hips jutting up just a little bit for more of him. He smiles at me as his hands move my own hands to grip the headboard and I obey. Slowly his hands move down my arms his nails ghosting over my flesh as they run back over my chest and scrapping teasingly once more over my nipples delighting at the way they harden even more. He moves his hands lower still until they are under my thighs and with not much effort he picks up my legs making me bend them so that they are nearly touching my chest, my ankles are behind his neck crossed about one another.

“Scream for me,” he commands and quickly he thrusts into me.

And oh do I scream. My back arches into a tight bow helping him to sink in deeper inside of me my head tosses to and fro as my body takes in the burning feeling of being penetrated. But oh it feels so good. He takes only a moment before he starts to thrust hard, fast, and deeply in me. I can feel my hands tighten harshly against the headboard as my body is rocked from his pounding.

I can’t stop screaming, I can’t stop withering in pleasure under him, and I can’t stop begging him to fuck me.

“So tight, so hot, my beautiful darkling, my beautiful lover. So wonderful around me, such heaven,” he gasps against my ear. His breathing so harsh and strong against my neck. I turn my head and our lips collide against each others. The kiss so hot and powerful, his mouth devouring my screams. I can feel his hand leaving my thigh and begin to stroke me in time with his thrusts.

I scream louder as I spill my seed between our stomachs, my body tightening about him that I force him to spill his own seed deeply inside of my body that I swear I can taste it. Our lips rip apart as he swallow in air and his body falling on top of mine. My arms are shaky as my fingers release the headboard and drape over my head. My legs fall away from his body as he slips out of me. He rolls over onto his side pulling me along with him. His arms about my waist as he rains kisses along my neck and down my shoulder, he holds up my arm kissing about the dark mark that I had recently received not so long ago.

“Forever we will be as one my darling Severus, my beautiful dark Faye. No one will take you way from me, no one, or my name is not Lucius Malfoy. ”




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