I glanced at the clock to see 1:30am in large, red lettering and I sighed. I had been rolling around in bed unable to sleep for the past 3 1/2 hours and couldn't take it any longer.
I removed myself from my warm blankets and my feet hit the icy cold wood of the floorboards. All I was wearing was a spaghetti strap tank top and loose sleep shorts as my bare feet padded towards the door, fingers running through the tangles in my hair.
I felt my way through the dark until I came to the kitchen, switching on the lights with a flick of my wrist without a second thought. My best friend Draco Malfoy had graciously allowed me to stay with him over Spring break as I had no where else to go.
My parents were back home in America and it wasn't practical for them go go back and forth from the US to the UK twice in one week. Even being wizards and able to apparate, that big of a leap was a strain on the body. Especially the undeveloped body of a 18 year old witch barely able to turn on lights without a fancy stick.
Draco's parents had graciously welcomed me into their home, although they did think the two of us were lovers. We had explained numerous times in the last three days that we were simply friends, however, they still seemed unconvinced.
Nevertheless, here I was making a hot chocolate in their kitchen at nearly 2 in the morning. I naturally assumed I was alone at this ungodly hour of the morning and paid no attention to my surroundings.
I began quietly singing to myself, enjoying the sound in the otherwise silent manor. My voice reverberated off the walls even though I barely sung above a whisper, and I lost myself in the moment.
I'm not shy, I'll say it
I've been picturing you naked
I'm a little faded
You look like a fucking painting
Big doe eyes, amazing
She's everything I've been praying
My heart palpitation
She looks like the type to break it
Me and your girlfriend playing dress up at my house
I gave your girlfriend cunnilingus on my couch
She cute, kawaii, hentai boobies that excites me
I think she likes me, asked politely, can I (woo-ho0)
(Ooh, woo-ooh, woo-ooh) slumber party
(Ooh, woo-ooh, woo-ooh) slumber party
(Ooh, woo-ooh, woo-ooh) slumber party
(Ooh, woo-ooh, woo-ooh) slumber party
"So that's why you aren't dating my son hm?"
The sudden voice startled me out of my thoughts and I spun around, the swinging of my scarcely covered ass as I got into the song a sudden embarrassment as I knew just how little skin these shorts covered and exactly who's voice that belonged to.
"M-Mrs. Malfoy. I- uh, what are you doing up this late?" I swallowed nervously, afraid of how she would react but she just sat quietly at the kitchen table, eyeing me with a strange look on her face.
"Couldn't sleep, as I assume you couldn't either. I was a bit surprised to find you in here singing about liking a girl." She smirked and I could feel my body shaking, afraid she would kick me out of her home now that she knew the truth about my sexuality.
"I- I apologize. I thought I was alone." I looked down at the ground and scratched my head, avoiding eye contact with the older woman.
"It's alright sweetheart. You love who you love, and you don't get a choice in who that love happens to be for." I was surprised by that, pure bloods were never supportive of such an opened minded idea such as homosexuality. What was she playing at?
I nodded and smiled awkwardly, turning back around to finish working on my drink. I could feel eyes on my turned back and tensed up, incredibly uncomfortable knowing she could do anything she wanted to me right now. We were alone, and I was confused about whether or not her previous statement had been genuine or a way to manipulate me in some way.
Malfoy's mother was hot, that was undeniable, and I had definitely had a little crush on her while staying with them, but never actually thought anything of it. She was known in the wizarding world for being a typical, pretentious pureblood wife. She fulfilled her duty by marrying a pureblood man and producing an heir, what use did she have for a 18 year old lesbian girl that was friends with her son?
"So, y/n, who are you dating if not my son?" Her voice was now right behind me, and I couldn't help the flutter in my stomach and the dark smirk that she couldn't see. Was this really happening?
"Mm no one." I replied casually, stirring my hot chocolate without turning around.
"Is that so?" Suddenly there were small hands lightly resting on my hips and her body was flush up against my own, chin resting gently on my shoulder as her lips brushed my left cheek.
I tried to keep my hair in front of my face to hide the blush spreading across my cheeks at her closeness. I decided I might as well shoot my shot and subtly wiggled my ass into her crotch, her hands tightening on my hips and her nails digging into the skin a little bit.
A low growl escaped her throat and I felt the warm breath on my cheek again as she reached up to move my hair to one side, giving her access to the left side of my neck and face.
"You're playing a dangerous game little girl." She breathed in my ear, lips tickling my skin and I yearned to feel them on my own.
"You started it.. Mrs. Malfoy." I drug out her name as if it was an insult and it sent her over the edge. Suddenly I was spun around and pushed up against the counter, Narcissa smirking down at me as she rested her hands on the counter behind me, imprisoning me in her arms.
Her face was millimeters from my own and suddenly I was afraid. The primal look in the older witch's eyes scared me and as much as I wanted this I was also very confused by why. She had the perfect life. Rich husband, heir to the Malfoy fortune, status, power, why was the risking it all on a random girl she met 3 days ago?
I guess my hesitance was obvious as her face slackened a bit, one hand finding it's way to my jaw and cupping my face, eyes staring intently at my lips. I swallowed again and she slowly leaned in, giving my eyes once last glance for consent before pressing her lips against mine.
Her kiss was soft and sweet, perfume filling my senses and causing me to lose all track of time during this moment. My hands had a mind of their own and found their way to her hips, pulling her closer to my body and she instantly relaxed into me, smiling into the kiss as we continued to make out.
She finally pulled back and I gasped for air, not having realized how deprived of oxygen I was getting.
"Why are you doing this.. not that I don't love it.. but why?" I had to ask and I needed to catch my breath before this went any further anyways.
She sighed and took a step back, regret suddenly filling her eyes as she refused to meet my own.
"I was forced into a loveless marriage y/n, that's just what purebloods do. We want the world to view us on a pedestal but behind closed doors.. it's a nightmare. Once I became pregnant with Draco, Lucius had no use for me inside the home, other than to fulfill his needs every once in a while. In public we are still the perfect Malfoy family but within these walls is a completely different story. I've always preferred the company of women, not that my parents knew or cared, and Lucius and I have a silent agreement that so long as I continue to please him and we keep our reputation in this world, we can do what we please. Or who we please."
I was taken aback by her honesty, I knew there were a lot of problems within the sacred 28, but I never really thought about just how small the dating pool really was these days. Lucius had been her only option and she followed her duties out of fear of what would happen had she abandoned the pureblood line and gotten disowned by the House of Black.
I had heard rumors of her sister doing that exact thing and now I think I understood why. Purebloods were not as perfect as they wanted the world to think and Andromeda wanted a shot at true love rather than the fake relationship that the other two Black sister's had.
"I'm sorry Narcissa.. I had no idea." I wasn't sure how to proceed after that.
"Don't be. I made my family happy, his family happy, and I get to fuck whoever I want." Her somber expression turned to one of lust once more and this time I didn't protest when her body met mine.
She leaned against me, hands on the counter once more to brace herself around me as she nibbled at my jaw. I tilted my head to give her more access and her hips began rubbing against mine, searching for some sort of friction.
"Just say the word and I'll stop my sweet. But it seems you want this just as badly as I." I could only let out a breathy sigh as she found the sweet spot on my neck and alternated between biting it and kissing it, undoubtedly leaving a mark that I would have to find an excuse for tomorrow.
My hands were once again on the other woman's waist, my nails digging into her skin through the thin fabric of her dress. She had said she couldn't sleep, however, she was still wearing her clothes from earlier in the day rather than pajamas.
I gained a sudden boost of confidence and my hands slid down to grip her ass, pulling her even closer to myself. That earned me a small growl from deep within her throat and she nipped hard at the tender skin she had been working on, making me whimper and flinch slightly at the sudden pain.
"Don't test me darling. You will not win."
My lower half was aching to be touched and I could feel a throb go through my core every time she moved, fingers trailing across my skin, hair tickling my face, everything she did sent butterfly's into my stomach and it seemed they were trying to escape from in between my legs.
She must have realized how needy I was becoming as one skilled hand found its way to my clothed center and began tracing the slit as lightly as humanly possible, the tickling sensation sending a jolt through my crotch as it ached for more.
"Mm that feels good." I couldn't help but try and grind myself into her hand to receive more friction but that just made her pull back altogether and I whimpered at the loss of contact, giving the older witch a confused look.
"We do this my way little girl. This is the only warning you get. The next time you try and take control of your pleasure, it won't be so pleasurable."
She took my hand and pulled me over to the kitchen table, sitting down in a chair and patting her lap for me to straddle her. I did as I was told and her hands found my ass, keeping me where she wanted me. The way I was sitting only my thighs touched hers, my needy core in the empty space between them and receiving no stimulation.
I subconsciously began to roll my hips while she kissed me, trying to find anything that would alleviate the ache in between my legs. She quickly drug her nails down my thigh, leaving red scratches before slapping the already tender area. I immediately stilled my actions and her sweetness returned, slender hands roaming up my sides underneath my tank top.
The other woman ran her hands across my breasts, reaching around to unclip the bra I had forgotten to take off earlier. I slipped my arms through the straps and she reached down the front of my top to pull the garment out and threw it aside, my nipples now very prominent through the thin fabric covering them.
Narcissa ran a thumb across my left tit, feeling the nipple eager for her touch. One strap of my top slipped off my shoulder and I allowed the material to slip down further on my chest. She played with the other strap for a moment before letting it slide off my shoulder and folding my tank top down to expose my breasts.
"So beautiful." Her mouth attached itself to one nipple, tongue swirling around it as she massaged the other with her hand, squeezing a bit hard making me whimper in pained pleasure.
Suddenly she pulled back and made me look her in the eye. "Don't hesitate to make me stop if it gets too be too much. Understood?" I nodded and would have said anything to get her to touch me again.
A small smile returned to her face before she began sucking at the other nipple, giving both equal amounts of pleasure. I grabbed a handful of her hair and tugged, pushing my chest towards her to make her take more of my breast in her mouth.
The other woman glared up at me and nipped at my skin in reaction to me trying to take control once again, but continued what she was doing. I knew if I kept pushing I'd be limping tomorrow but I wanted to see just how much she'd tolerate.
All of a sudden I was picked up, hands supporting my ass as I wrapped my legs around her waist. We kept eye contact as she moved us back to the kitchen counter once more, placing me so that I was sitting with the other witch in between my thighs.
Narcissa kissed me hard, running her hands around my inner thighs while avoiding my center. She moved the fabric of my shorts to the side and swept her middle finger from my opening to my clit, making my body jolt at the sudden overstimulation.
She slipped the finger inside of me while still kissing me and began slowly pumping in an out, making me moan into her mouth. She bit my bottom lip and gently pulled it with her teeth as she pulled back, looking down between my legs to watch herself finger fuck me.
Her other hand found its way to my core as well, thumb stimulating my clit through the fabric of my shorts. I parted my thighs and rested my weight on my hands behind me, opening up my body for her to do as she pleased.
Narcissa removed her finger from inside me and sucked off the liquid coating it before hooking her hands around the band of my shorts to pull them off. I helped her by pushing my butt up off of the counter and she pulled them completely off my body, as well as pulling the tank top over my head so that I was now completely nude and at her mercy.
The other woman raked her eyes over my body and even though I was a bit self conscious of how she was staring at me, I parted my legs further and sat back once again while smirking seductively. I placed one hand on my pussy, dragging my middle finger through my wet folds and tasting myself. When I pulled the finger out of my mouth I let a string of spit connect it to my tongue before licking it off once again, all while making eye contact with the witch in front of me.
She raked her nails down the outside of my thighs, eyes filled with a primal lust at my actions. "You're such a little tease my dear. I'm going to fuck that right out of you." That last sentence was whispered in my ear and it sent a chill up my spine as her warm breath tickled my skin and her nails dug into my legs.
Narcissa summoned a dagger from somewhere, twirling it in her fingers to show it off to me as I swallowed nervously, eying the deadly weapon. She used the cold tip of the knife to lift my chin and eye my red, swollen lips from our make out session. The sharp dagger was trailed down my throat, right over my jugular, and gently pushed into the soft spot between my collar bones.
"Pull your legs up dearie." I didn't really have a choice as she still had the weapon pressed to my neck. I pulled my feet up onto the counter, perching there as my back rested on the wall behind me. Narcissa pulled the dagger back just to flip it around so that she was holding the sharp point.
The older witch rubbed the handle of the tool through my wetness to lube it up before roughly inserting it into my pussy. I gasped and elicited a sound of pain as the thick handle stretched out my walls none too gently.
"Just relax sweetheart. It will feel so good soon enough" I just breathed as I adjusted to the girth of the handle and she slowly began pumping it in and out of me, allowing my body to get used to the new sensation.
She was right, I relaxed as the pleasure overtook the pain and my body begged for more. I reached up to squeeze my own breast, head falling back against the wall as I made eye contact with my lover, her movements quickening as she saw me get comfortable.
I moaned and bit my bottom lip as she began roughly pumping the knife in and out of me, fucking me mercilessly until my body was shaking at the overwhelming feelings inside of me. I desperately needed to cum and she could see that.
I put one hand between my legs and stimulated my own clit while still being fucked in order to reach that high I was seeking. She allowed me to pleasure myself and I was nearing the edge very quickly.
"I- I'm gonna-" Narcissa understood my incoherent sentences perfectly, feeling my walls begin to tighten around the dagger in anticipation.
"Do it. Cum for me darling." With that I went over the edge, eliciting a mixture of what sounded like a moan and a scream as stars appeared in my vision. My back arched up off of the counter and my legs parted, hips angling down to receive as much friction from the knife as possible while riding out my climax.
Narcissa fucked me through the orgasm, milking every bit of pleasure possible. Finally I fell against the kitchen wall, exhausted and panting. My body was coated in a light sheen of sweat and I knew I wouldn't be able to walk right now.
"Such a good girl. Let me clean you up" the older witch leaned down to lap up the mess I had created with her tongue, flicking it in and out of my entrance as she did so. As she made her way to my clit, licking and sucking I couldn't help but feel a second orgasm beginning to build.
She was still cleaning the spilled liquid when I entangled one hand in her hair, steering her up towards my clit again and she chuckled into my pussy.
"So needy tonight aren't we?" The warm breath tickled my now numb bud and sent a throb through my core.
"Please- please Cissy." My pathetic begging seemed to do something to her and she latched onto my clit, swirling her tongue around in all the right ways as my grip on her hair tightened the closer I got to release.
I can for the second time, this one more intense that the last and had my entire body convulsing on the kitchen counter as I screamed in ecstasy. Narcissa looked up at me through big doe eyes as she continued to eat me out, letting my liquid spill onto the counter top once more.
I knew I couldn't take another one and pulled myself out of the older woman's grasp once I had the chance. She was smirking in victory at what she done to me, and I was close to passing out but had never felt better.
"Fuck you're amazing. Mrs. Malfoy." I enjoyed the look she gave me when I used her surname far too much.
"I could say the same about you my pet." She kissed me gently on the lips, allowing me to taste the salty sweet liquid that had come out of me just moments ago.