Drabble: Silver Ribbons
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dexstarrTitle: Silver Ribbons
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Word Count: 500
Rating: NC-17
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hp_humpdrabbles 2010 Humpathon. Prompt posted by scaratthedisco, and was "Lucius/Narcissa - corset."
Characters: Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy
Warnings: Sexual descriptions!
Author's Note: This is actually my second attempt at writing just a drabble for this prompt; there is a longer version in the works that should be finished sometime soon.
Disclaimer: HP and all assorted belong to JKR, and are not mine.
Summary: Narcissa loves surprising Lucius.
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“My, my.” Lucius stopped in the doorway to their bedroom, surprised by the sight of his wife sprawled lasciviously on their bed, wearing silk and lace. “Lovely.”
As he walked to the bed, he started to remove his silver domino mask, but Narcissa said, “Leave it on.”
“I’ll expect prompt obedience,” he warned, grabbing her chin harshly, forcing her to look at him. When she nodded, blue eyes blazing with sureness and want, he released her and snapped his fingers.
Narcissa rose and turned on her toes, spinning slowly until her back faced him. Lucius admired how the black taffeta corset glowed against her pale skin, and how the scraps of lace knickers perfectly framed her bottom and legs.
“This won’t do,” he said, tugging on the silver bow dangling from the corset. “Far too loose. This won’t do at all.”
“I’m sorry, sir,” she said with just a hint of cheek; he knew she was grinning mischievously.
He responded by slapping her arse; when she jumped forward, Lucius tightened his grip on the silver ribbon leash, pulling her back toward him. “Hands on the bedpost, and don’t move,” he growled in his wife’s ear.
Normally he much preferred to take his time with tightening her corset, lacing and re-lacing slowly and deliberately, until Narcissa was gasping for breath; her straining pleas hardened his cock in the most delicious manner. But tonight he was tense from a long meeting with the Dark Lord, and even coming home to find Narcissa dressed up to please couldn’t quell his impatience for some relief.
Lucius whispered a quick spell, and while his wand tugged on the corset’s satin ribbons, steadily closing the gap, he tangled a hand in Narcissa’s long blonde hair, pulling her head back until he could kiss her deeply, thrusting his tongue past her lips. The other hand caressed her inner thighs, and then pushed between to rub the damp, scratchy lace against her sensitive nub; he savored her breathless moans as the magic continued its unwavering draw on the laces.
He stopped his assaults on her mouth and ribs when the gap had reduced only a few centimeters; his impatience was winning again.
He had to have her. Now.
Lucius pushed his wife facedown on the bed, and pounced on the exposed stripe of pale flesh framed by black silk and crossed by silver ribbons. He swiped his tongue from the base of her neck to the ending knob of her spine, dragging the sharp nose of his half-mask over each vertebra bump. He laughed at Narcissa’s muffled mewling as he teased and tickled her, knowing that each movement of his tongue and scrape of the mask sent sparks of heat to her sex. She humped the bed, her arse moving exquisitely against the hardness in his trousers.
He heard her whimper, “Please,” as he nipped along her neck.
“Please what?” he drawled. “Ask properly, Narcissa.”
“Please, Lucius, sir,” she begged, her voice rough with desire. “Fuck me.”
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Author:
dexstarrWord Count: 500
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: Written for
hp_humpdrabbles 2010 Humpathon. Prompt posted by scaratthedisco, and was "Lucius/Narcissa - corset." Characters: Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy
Warnings: Sexual descriptions!
Author's Note: This is actually my second attempt at writing just a drabble for this prompt; there is a longer version in the works that should be finished sometime soon.
Disclaimer: HP and all assorted belong to JKR, and are not mine.
Summary: Narcissa loves surprising Lucius.
***
“My, my.” Lucius stopped in the doorway to their bedroom, surprised by the sight of his wife sprawled lasciviously on their bed, wearing silk and lace. “Lovely.”
As he walked to the bed, he started to remove his silver domino mask, but Narcissa said, “Leave it on.”
“I’ll expect prompt obedience,” he warned, grabbing her chin harshly, forcing her to look at him. When she nodded, blue eyes blazing with sureness and want, he released her and snapped his fingers.
Narcissa rose and turned on her toes, spinning slowly until her back faced him. Lucius admired how the black taffeta corset glowed against her pale skin, and how the scraps of lace knickers perfectly framed her bottom and legs.
“This won’t do,” he said, tugging on the silver bow dangling from the corset. “Far too loose. This won’t do at all.”
“I’m sorry, sir,” she said with just a hint of cheek; he knew she was grinning mischievously.
He responded by slapping her arse; when she jumped forward, Lucius tightened his grip on the silver ribbon leash, pulling her back toward him. “Hands on the bedpost, and don’t move,” he growled in his wife’s ear.
Normally he much preferred to take his time with tightening her corset, lacing and re-lacing slowly and deliberately, until Narcissa was gasping for breath; her straining pleas hardened his cock in the most delicious manner. But tonight he was tense from a long meeting with the Dark Lord, and even coming home to find Narcissa dressed up to please couldn’t quell his impatience for some relief.
Lucius whispered a quick spell, and while his wand tugged on the corset’s satin ribbons, steadily closing the gap, he tangled a hand in Narcissa’s long blonde hair, pulling her head back until he could kiss her deeply, thrusting his tongue past her lips. The other hand caressed her inner thighs, and then pushed between to rub the damp, scratchy lace against her sensitive nub; he savored her breathless moans as the magic continued its unwavering draw on the laces.
He stopped his assaults on her mouth and ribs when the gap had reduced only a few centimeters; his impatience was winning again.
He had to have her. Now.
Lucius pushed his wife facedown on the bed, and pounced on the exposed stripe of pale flesh framed by black silk and crossed by silver ribbons. He swiped his tongue from the base of her neck to the ending knob of her spine, dragging the sharp nose of his half-mask over each vertebra bump. He laughed at Narcissa’s muffled mewling as he teased and tickled her, knowing that each movement of his tongue and scrape of the mask sent sparks of heat to her sex. She humped the bed, her arse moving exquisitely against the hardness in his trousers.
He heard her whimper, “Please,” as he nipped along her neck.
“Please what?” he drawled. “Ask properly, Narcissa.”
“Please, Lucius, sir,” she begged, her voice rough with desire. “Fuck me.”
***
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Date: 2010-09-09 01:44 am (UTC)I love your depiction of the tendeness and cruelty of their relationship. Just slight BDSM hints, enough to spark my own imagination...thank you for doing so.
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Date: 2010-09-09 01:50 am (UTC)This fic has one of my favorite lines ever: “Please what?” he drawled. “Ask properly, Narcissa.” This is how I like my D/s, subtle and sexy.
I really like trying to puzzle out their relationship and interactions, can you tell?
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Date: 2010-09-09 01:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-09 02:10 am (UTC)Just right off the bat, het BDSM is one of the only things that squicks me. And I consider myself pretty unsquickable. But when I read the usage of the word "sir", and her apologizing to him, it just makes my stomach flip over. However, that is just a personal problem that arises because of past experiences.
That aside, I think that Lucius's feelings are remarkably well portrayed, and that Narcissa's cheek and obvious enthusiasm redeem the parts of this that would normally make me queasy.
Awesome work.
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Date: 2010-09-09 02:18 am (UTC)I didn't really consider this overt, but maybe in the future I'll put a BDSM warning. I tried to make it kinda fluffy, and Narcissa as a strong woman doing it because she likes it (and enjoys it).
Thanks for continuing to read it, and at least I didn't make you feel too bad (I hope!)
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Date: 2010-09-09 02:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-09 02:34 am (UTC)Thanks, I am gonna go grin endlessly now!
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Date: 2010-09-09 02:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-09 02:37 am (UTC)And yes, corsets are damn hot, and I like them a lot. There will be a longer version of this, with a different take, when I finish it :D
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Date: 2010-09-09 03:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-09 07:34 am (UTC)“I’ll expect prompt obedience,” he warned, grabbing her chin harshly, forcing her to look at him.
That... his no-nonsense attitude and the way he comes off as impatient, tired and needing release is really sexy. There's no other word for it, you make the atmosphere around him so hot.
He responded by slapping her arse; when she jumped forward, Lucius tightened his grip on the silver ribbon leash, pulling her back toward him. “Hands on the bedpost, and don’t move,” he growled in his wife’s ear.
Leashes and the element of control they afford are my favourite sexual things along with spanking - it's so right for him to be handling her that way, with such ease and simmering aggression, you write such a vivid scene out for us that his grip and the firm pull Narcissa experiences inside her corset are completely tangible.
And her calling him "Sir"... just so lovely and realistic. This is going in my memories because it's well-crafted and really arousing in its subtlety.
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Date: 2010-09-09 02:44 pm (UTC)"I’ll expect prompt obedience,” he warned, grabbing her chin harshly, forcing her to look at him. My intention with this, and her having him leave the mask on, was that was her way of asking for some 'play' like this. It was more overt, but the word limit got me.
I love subtlety :D
Thank you so much for your lovely comment!
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Date: 2010-09-10 08:18 am (UTC)Me too! I mean, it's very believable when you look at Charles II, Oscar Wilde, the Prince Regent - lavish spending and the characterised versions of themselves that they presented to the world leads me to believe that when you have that much money and time, you seek more and more depravity and pleasure to keep from getting bored and just because, you know, you can.
Making Narcissa ask for it that way is awesome. I hadn't thought of that at all but now you say it, it's clearer in the text. I suppose it's just my view of Narcissa being totally submissive in every thought and action that got in the way.
My pleasure :D
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Date: 2010-09-09 01:34 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-09-09 04:08 pm (UTC)BTW added you back :)
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Date: 2010-09-11 12:17 am (UTC)I like their version of a relationship. hehehe. So much... mm, Power with a capital 'p'. Again, well written. I don't suppose you have any published works?
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Date: 2010-09-11 12:55 am (UTC)Thank you, I'm glad you liked it. I do actually have another version of this in the works, a longer version. The power play is a bit different, but it's definitely there.
And nope, I just wish I was published!
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Date: 2010-09-11 01:07 am (UTC)Yay! I can't wait to see/read it!
Lol. I know how you feel. I dream of days when I have the money to self-publish and then dream of how, of course, my book is going to make millions and I'll never have to work again! >.> Ha. I try.
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Date: 2010-09-11 01:26 am (UTC)For me it's not so much that I want to self publish, or even publish really, since I don't care to write original fiction. It's more that I've returned, after a years long hiatus, to something I forgot how much I loved doing - writing. So I hope this time around I don't forget that and slide again.
But yeah, making millions and never having to work would be quite nice; good luck! :P
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Date: 2010-09-11 01:49 am (UTC)O.O you can forget? Wow. I can't not write. If I'm not writing a story (more for lack of inspiration) I'm writing poetry. Yay! for coming back to it! Because you're quite good. ^^
Hahaha, it would be nice, but I'm aware of how silly that sounds. If I make any money at all, I'd be more than thrilled.
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Date: 2010-09-11 02:01 am (UTC)*blushes* Thanks again, I'm all happy now.
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Date: 2010-09-11 02:09 am (UTC)Heh, I know how you feel. I didn't get really into it until the second movie was out. And then I discovered fanfiction. And then I discovered the internet.
*cheers* yay! being happy is good. ^^
We be friends now! *haunts your journal* I'm not a stalker, I swear.
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