Lucius Leonidas Malfoy (malus_fides) wrote in cr_noughts, @ 2012-06-21 18:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2002, lucius, narcissa |
Who: Lucius and Narcissa
What: More talking. They've been talking a lot lately.
When: After this
Where: Malfoy Manor
Rating: K - for the slightly kinky way Lucius handles his wife.
Fucking fucking fuck. Lucius slammed his journal closed and angrily threw it across the room. It would have been fine for the Dark Lord to call for him, to punish him for the words his wife used, the scene she made, and the negative attention she drew to them, but it really made Lucius angry that He wanted to see her too. With everything else she was having to deal with, abstaining from liquor, which wasn't nearly as easy as it sounded, no pain potions for her back any longer, the last thing that needed to be added to that was a Voldemort session of being Crucioed. She was being punished enough at home. Lucius didn't need anyone's help with that.
Now he had to tell her. He noted the time, and as if it were a great effort, heaved himself from his desk chair. It was a quarter after seven and Narcissa should have been getting ready for bed, but her ease with obedience had been variable the last couple of weeks. However, after dinner, nearly an hour ago, she had said she wanted a bath. The woman had become the cleanest drying out alcoholic going. She spent more time in the bathtub than doing anything other than sleeping. Lucius was well aware that the increase in her bath time was mostly to get away from him and his constant hovering. And Lucius let her to it most of the time. He needed the breaks too.
Entering their bedroom he could hear the unmistakeable sounds of a bath in progress in the en suite. "You should be out by now," he said to her wearily, coming to sit on the edge of the tub.