“Let’s go, Malfoy!” The guard tossed his clothes at him, leaving Lucius to scramble after him.
One cold shower later, Lucius, shivering was shoved into a chair.
When Narcissa entered, Lucius thought he was hallucinating. “Cissa?”
Narcissa embraced him and he sagged in her arms. “You’re coming home, darling.”
Looking up, Lucius searched her eyes. “Truly?”
“Truly.”
That night, Narcissa led him to bed, arousing him with mouth, hands, and body, and after riding his thick cock to screaming orgasm, she held him as he shook. “It’s all right, love,” she whispered. “Azkaban’s over. The best is yet to come.”
“Let’s go, Malfoy!” The guard tossed his clothes at him, leaving Lucius to scramble after him.
One cold shower later, Lucius, shivering was shoved into a chair.
When Narcissa entered, Lucius thought he was hallucinating. “Cissa?”
Narcissa embraced him and he sagged in her arms. “You’re coming home, darling.”
Looking up, Lucius searched her eyes. “Truly?”
“Truly.”
That night, Narcissa led him to bed, arousing him with mouth, hands, and body, and after riding his thick cock to screaming orgasm, she held him as he shook. “It’s all right, love,” she whispered. “Azkaban’s over. The best is yet to come.”
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