"Catalina, catch!" Fred shouted, already throwing a plastic bag towards the young witch. She caught it right before it hit her face.
"What is it?" She asked, confused.
"Jelly. Our own production. Try it." He encouraged her.
"Are you trying to poison me?" She laughed. George came by her side, ruffling her hair.
The match ended with their team winning. Arthur was extremely proud of winning the bets and he couldn't help but put the entire group in a good mood.
Catalina grabbed a jelly from the bag and threw it in her mouth. It tasted sour and sweet at the same time. She gave the twins a thumbs up, receiving a joyful wink from George.
"So we thought about gathering in our tent and telling old tales. Will you join us?" Harry asked Catalina with a smile on his face.
"Oh, I'm sure your stories are frightening. Yes, I will. But I need a bit of fresh air. I will be there before you'll start, big boy." She pulled him to her and kissed his forehead.
"Don't wander too far, woman." Fred shouted after her.
"Aww, the twins care about me. Touching." She laughed while holding a hand to her heart, sarcastically.
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Catalina wandered around the camp, reaching it's end. It was quiet and calming, the cheering and voices being heard only in the background. She looked at the tiny fairy lights that were scattered around, giving the camp a cozy feeling. She loved it. It would be the last time this year when people could gather and camp. The winter was almost there and so were the freezing temperatures.
The wind ruffled her knee-length skirt and her hair.
"You shouldn't wander so far from the camp, miss Fawley." A raspy voice was heard behind her. She got goosebumps on her skin, feeling his breath on her neck.
Catalina cleared her throat and tried to seem unbothered by his mere presence. "Mr. Malfoy."
He circled her until he was face to face with her. She raised her head confidently to look up into his blue-grey eyes. They were even more beautiful in the moonlight, she thought.
"Are they, really?" He chuckled.
Catalina gasped. "Wh-what?"
"I presume you don't know how to use legilimens yet." He smirked down at her.
As soon as the realization hit her, she wanted nothing more but to disappear into the void and never bump into Lucius ever again. She turned her face away from him, but his firm fingers caught her chin and kept her face several inches from his.
"Now, now, don't be shy." He taunted her.
"I'm s-sorry." She stuttered. All her confidence was gone. How could she not guess that he would know how to do legilimens? He peered into her mind so easily. She felt vulnerable and exposed.
"What else have you thought about?" He asked slowly, his finger lingering on her jawline and caressing the sensitive skin. She sucked in a breath, closing her eyes. "You know, this isn't the first time I use it on you." He confessed truthfully. This is exactly what Catalina feared. Her dirty thoughts about the older Malfoy being perceived by another person. "But I would enjoy hearing it from you." He got closer to her face, his lips brushing hers.
Catalina felt intoxicated by him, her head spun and she couldn't form coherent sentences anymore. She was entirely at his mercy.
She dropped the bag of jelly, putting her hands on his chest and pushing him lightly, trying to put some distance between them. His hands traveled lower, on her exposed shoulders, leaving traces of goosebumps. "Look how flustered you are, how vulnerable." He concluded in a low and seductive tone.
"Mr. Malfoy..." she whimpered.
"You can call me Lucius." He breathed with his lips pressed to her neck. She let her head fall back, her arms finding their way around his neck. One of his hand went to rest on her hip and with the other he held his cane.
She hated how easily she gave in when it came to him. Just yesterday she was conflicted and scolded herself for even looking his way and now, with a mere touch, he had her tangled around his body like her life depended on it. It was weird and exhilarating the way he could turn her into a desperate whore. She thought that she had much more self control when it came to her urges.
He used the cane to lift Catalina's skirt slightly, letting the cold air settle on her heated skin. She gasped at the sudden change of temperature.
The young witch moaned quietly. Her breathing became heavy holding so much lust in it. "Please." She pleaded as his lips left trails of kisses on her collarbones. She felt his smirk forming on her skin. He loved to hear her beg for what she wanted.
"Please, what?" He groaned.
"Please, touch me." She whimpered in exasperation. Her mind was foggy and she could barely hear a voice in the back of her mind telling her to stop and keep control, but she ignored it.
"If you ask so nicely..." Lucius chuckled, then took a step back, letting her catch her breath. He looked at the mess she was from head to toes while taking his silver rings off his fingers. "This look suits you."
She was burning with desire under his gaze, she wanted to hide under the ground, but at the same time, she wanted to expose herself completely and be at his mercy.
He didn't give her time to answer, he pressed her roughly against the tree trunk, her back hurting from the impact. He ravished her mouth while his whole body squished hers. Despite the wind around them, she felt like she was in a sauna, the temperature was so high that she thought she was walking on the Sun.
Lucius grabbed the back of her thighs, lifting her up, and wrapping her legs against his own waist. His already hard cock rubbed against her wet and sensitive core, making her moan loudly. She needed more, she needed to feel him entirely.
His hand reached her panties, rubbing her entrance through the thin material. "Look at you, you are already dripping wet and I barely touched you." He looked at her face.
"Please, Lucius." She begged him.
He continued his teasing by rubbing the inside of her thighs. His mouth continued devouring her exposed neck, sucking on the skin. Her hands tangled in his long hair, pulling his head closer. His fingers started playing with the material of her panties.
"I need it, Lucius, please, please." She cried in frustration.
"You are a really naughty girl." He laughed.
She reached down to touch his hardness but one of his hands, roughly caught her wrist, keeping her hand in place. His reaction took her aback.
"Ah, ah, you are not worthy of that yet. You have to prove yourself." He lowered her hand next to her own body.
His fingers pulled her panties aside, penetrating her without any warning.
"You are so wet." He hissed. "Such a needy whore that would do anything for me." He got closer to her ear, giving her goosebumps. "I enjoy that." He whispered.
"Oh my..." she threw her head back while arching her back and pushing her chest against Lucius'. He started moving the two fingers inside her painfully slow, feeling her entirely. The bulge in his pants was painful but he wouldn't give her the satisfaction now. Watching her face, the way her eyes squeezed shut and the way her mouth formed an "o" shape, made him want to throw her on the grass and fuck her rough until she couldn't walk anymore. But he knew better, the longer she would hold her like this, the more she would want him.
His fingers started moving faster. He used his thumb to rub her clit, making her scream his name. "Yes, Lucius, fuck." She dug her nails in his shoulder. He felt her nails penetrating his skin even through his clothes, making him let out a hiss of pleasure.
Neither of them cared that they could be heard or seen by anyone on that camp. Lucius would gladly tie anyone to the nearby tree and make them watch how he finger fucks this delicious witch. How she aches with need while screaming his name.
With the other hand, he slapped her ass hard. "Do you like that, you filthy witch?"
He pulled her hair back, making her open her eyes. "Answer me, whore."
"Yes, Lucius, yes." She moaned.
"Look at you, getting fingered in plain sight where anyone could see you. You are so filthy, you know that?" He started moving his fingers even faster, feeling her walls clenching around them.
"I'm-" her voice trembled, being unable to form a coherent sentence. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head and her body started to tremble.
"That's it, pet. Let it go, cum for me." He sucked the skin on her neck.
With several more pumps, she felt the release was over her, gripping his shoulders for dear life. Her moans were muffled by his own mouth on hers. Her body was shaking uncontrollably as she tried to come down from that high.
Lucius carefully pulled his fingers out of her and gently placed her on the ground. She held her weight on the three trunk, her legs still shaking from the delicious orgasm that experienced. Her breath started to calm down.
Lucius used his handkerchief to wipe his fingers, then stuffed it back in his pocket. He picked up his cane and turned his back towards Catalina. "I surely hope to see you again, miss Fawley." He said before taking off and leaving a messy Catalina to deal with the outcome.
The girl panted heavily, looking left and right, still not being sure of what happened just now. It seemed like everything was an illusion but the stinging in the skin of her neck, reminded her that it was very much real. She got a piece of what she wanted ever since she laid her doe like eyes on his for the first time, and she felt like this was only the beginning.
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