~ @araneorum || Liked for a wizarding world starter || From Lucius for Hydra ~
Lucius has been on a slow decline since the defeat of Voldemort. He rarely eats. Rarely speaks. He'd cut his hair shorter in some sort of attempt to gain control over himself. He doesn't leave his study much, choosing to sit there pretending to work. What he's working on, no-one know - It's not as if he has a job anymore. The Malfoy name has been blackened, his standing in society collapsing beneath the weight of the prejudices and villainy that he'd spent the majority of his life partaking in. Draco barely talks to him anymore - Blames him for all of it. Narcissa - Well, she's more concerned with keeping their son happy than trying to hold the family together.
Therefore Malfoy Manor has turned into a shell of its former self, haunted by the people who live there. Eyes look up as there's a knock to the door, an annoyed sigh leaving his lips. "I'm busy." He's very clearly not. He's been staring at the wall for the past twenty minutes. "Who is it?"
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~ @araneorum || would you go on a walk with me? we have much to talk about. / hydra to lucius ! ~
Book snapped shut, eyes lifting to Hydra. "A walk?" Attention glanced to the window, inwardly cursing at the sunshine - He couldn't use the miserable weather as an excuse not to go. "A short one." Hand waved, sending the book back onto the shelf as he moved to get his coat. Although, he had to admit his curiosity was piqued, wanting to know what they had to talk about. Gesturing for her to follow he swept out into the hallway, leading the way towards the grounds. "What do we have to talk about then?"
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@araneorum ( hydra lestrange ) sent " i need to rest "
rest . really , he's not going to blame her for that . lucius isn't complaining about their closeness . he'd never really complain about being that close to her , but there was something different about their current situation . in the past two days , not only had they killed bellatrix – he'd given hydra that honor . they also killed voldemort as well . there were no other death eaters around . lucius would never really know how they managed such a situation . maybe it was fate . it wasn't really something he'd put stock in before , but now there was just something that he couldn't quite deny about their situation . lucius can't imagine what headlines the prophet was going to spin the next day .
" you haven't relaxed in a long time , darling , " lucius says , gently running his fingers through hydra's hair as she rested her head on his lap . everything could move around them , but as long as they didn't have to get up to do anything he's fine with that . lucius ends up directing his thoughts to a different area , sighing a little as he leans his head back . they'll probably have to go back to normal within a few days . he , somehow , would have to tell narcissa . if she's smart , which he knows she is , narcissa would have discovered what was going on between them . lucius isn't ashamed . he's more concerned about keeping his family together , trying to provide some stability during the still - shifting tides in society .
he gently leans over her to kiss the side of her head , leaving his lips there for another few moments . " what would you like to do now ? there's now a power vacuum that needs to be filled , after all , " he says , plans already forming in his mind as he gave a soft hum . there's a hunger for power that he'd never really been able to foster , && there was an opportunity that he'd never expect . they created the opening – it was only fitting that they be the ones to fill it .
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@araneorum sent [ GRIND ]: sender grinds on receivers thigh. / hydra and lucius 🥵
"fuck," he whispers, breath catching in his throat as he tries to grab for any part of hydra that he could. lucius settles for grabbing her hair, although he doesn't grab it tight enough to make it hurt. there's enough grip that he's able to tilt her head to the side && pepper kisses there, a softness in contrast to the grip his other hand has on her waist. he's getting hard — something he hasn't accomplished in a little while. the last time he'd had any sort of intercourse had been years before, but it hadn't been anything recent. he hadn't really ... felt any urge to do anything of that nature until he'd been spending most of his time around hydra. now, they were free of any sort of outside control && he could do whatever he wanted. they could do whatever they wanted. he can feel how wet she's getting as she keeps grinding on his thigh. in the back of his mind, he knows that he's going to have to clean his pants later, but he's also itching to rid himself of his pants. he wants to rid himself of his boxers && rid hydra of her clothes so he could just take her right there.
oh.
his heart thumped even harder in his chest as he ends up moving his lips from her neck to her lips, kissing her harder than he'd ever thought imaginable. each && every nerve ending felt like it was on fire, but he'd never felt more alive. he wanted to feel each part of hydra. he wanted to feel her around him. fuck, he wanted to make her feel as amazing as she made him feel. "do you realize what you're doing to me?" he asks once he pulls back from her lips, something darkening in his gaze as he looked from her eyes to her lips before going back to her eyes again.
lucius internally steadies himself as he tries to say the words hovering on his tongue. "do you know how much i want you?"
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