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[FIC] Ageless Beauty (Part Three): Narcissa/Gabrielle
Originally posted here on 29 August 2007


Title: Ageless Beauty
Requestor: sweetcarolanne
Author:
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Narcissa Malfoy/Gabrielle Delacour
Summary: Narcissa Malfoy takes Gabrielle Delacour as her protégé, but her reasons for doing so are not entirely pure.
Warnings: AU. Femmeslash. Chan.
Disclaimer: I do not own Narcissa Malfoy, Gabrielle Delacour, or the HP universe.
Author's Notes: Gabrielle, in this story, starts out as being 14. I do not know exactly what the age difference is between her and Fleur, but I have them as being about five or six years apart. In any case, while attempting to keep with the books as much as possible this story will completely disregard the war. This is not an action/adventure story.

Part One
Part Two




The next couple of days were a mixture of torture, and joy for Gabrielle. Because Narcissa had to straighten out her situation at home, make sure everything would be settled so that she could go away for a couple of months, she was very busy. Gabrielle had known this would be the case, but it didn’t make her dislike it any less. Still, they had all of their meals together, and every night before bed Gabrielle received a goodnight kiss which made her knees week and her head spin. How could she be at all unhappy, now that she knew her teacher and mentor really did return her feelings?

Finally, however, the day for their departure arrived. Narcissa crossed the hall to rouse her sleeping student, sitting gently on the side of the bed and leaning over the girl to press gentle kisses all over her face. When the child awoke and became aware of her surroundings, Narcissa let her lips fall onto the other girl’s. Gabrielle let out a happy sigh as the older woman kissed her, wrapping her arms around Narcissa and pressing her lips back against hers. They had not yet progressed to open-mouthed kisses, but Narcissa was perfectly happy just to let their lips gently move against one another. She loved the feeling of the little girl, loved her taste, and especially loved the way her protégé reacted to her.

“Good morning, Angel,” Narcissa murmured as she pulled back ever so slightly from the now awake young girl.

“Good morning, Narcissa,” Gabrielle responded, sitting up in bed and stretching. Suddenly the child realized what they would be doing that day, and her eyes went wide. “We leave today!” she exclaimed with excitement, eyes wide and shining.

“Yes we do,” Narcissa remarked happily, brushing some of the almost white hair out of the girl’s face. “So you need to rise and bathe and dress, and then meet me in the dining room for breakfast.”

The younger girl nodded, and Narcissa reclaimed her lips once more before leaving the girl to prepare herself. The child rushed through her morning routine, putting on the white sundress Narcissa had set out for her the previous evening, before heading downstairs. Narcissa sat alone at the breakfast table, thankfully, as Lucius was already at work and Draco was most likely still asleep. Gabrielle had seen more or less of the two Malfoy men during her stay there, more often than not at dinner, as Lucius spent all of his time at work and Draco spent most of his time in bed, or out at some bar or club.

The woman was reading the morning’s papers, a daily habit of hers, as Gabrielle settled into the chair to her right and began helping herself to food. Narcissa always made sure the girl had her favourite foods to eat, but had also been delighted to find that the girl enjoyed trying new things whenever she could. She was also pleased that Gabrielle felt little to no reservation in front of her, helping herself to whatever she needed without hesitation. It was such a change, Narcissa noted, that had taken place over the months. When she had first encountered the girl, she had barely even spoken.

After breakfast Narcissa checked to make sure their things were all packed, and sent them ahead to where they would be staying. Then she took a crystal flower from her bureau, and presented it to Gabrielle. “This is our port key,” she explained to the child. “Now, are you ready?”

Nodding enthusiastically, Gabrielle placed her hand on the crystal. When she did so, Narcissa leaned for ward and placed a gentle kiss on the girl’s lips, before saying the word which would activate the port key. Almost instantaneously there was a strange tugging sensation at the girl’s naval, and then everything was spinning. She closed her eyes to keep from getting sick, and when she opened them again everything around her had changed.

Gabrielle had never seen anything like what she was looking at then. She was standing in the lobby to one of the most beautiful hotels she had ever seen. It was huge and incredibly wide open, with a vaulted ceiling and several large windows which let the light in. Looking out the window, she saw tropical plants and trees, along with a beautiful white sand beach and crystal blue water.

The lobby was filled with elegant furniture and plants, and a large reception desk where witches and wizards in uniforms were checking in their guests. Narcissa led her student over there, depositing the crystal port key which also served as proof of their reservations. The woman who checked them in spoke in English to Narcissa, with an accent Gabrielle had never before heard, and handed the other woman two keys. Narcissa then took her student’s arm, and lead her toward the grand staircase at the end of the lobby.

“I thought we might go to our rooms to change into our swimming costumes, before heading to the beach, if that is agreeable with you,” the woman remarked, as they ascended the stairs to take the elevator to their room.

Their accommodations were located on the top floor of the hotel, which was one of the most beautiful Gabrielle had ever seen in her life. Every room was brightly lit, and the whole building was furnished and decorated impeccably. Even the elevator, with its ruby coloured rug and gold trimmings, was one of the finest the child had ever seen.

Their rooms were large, and like everything else very beautiful. When they walked into the room there was a large sitting room, with big windows and a balcony overlooking the ocean. There were two plush, tan, leather couches in front of a fireplace, and a small kitchen area on the right side of the room. On the left side of the room were two doors, one leading to each of the identical bedrooms which were decorated in yellow and green, with large beds the focal feature of each room. The two rooms were connected by a shared bathroom, which had a gigantic bath tub which was more like a swimming pool, in Gabrielle’s eyes.

“It is so lovely, Narcissa,” the girl breathed excitedly for what was probably the twentieth time since they had arrived. She looked excitedly around the room her things had been left in, and then walked back out into the main room. “Thank you so much for bringing me here,” she remarked, walking up to her teacher and tilting her head up. Narcissa had come to notice, over the past couple of days, that the girl did that when she wanted a kiss, and the woman happily obliged her, leaning in and pressing her lips to the golden haired angel’s.

“You are most welcome, my darling,” Narcissa murmured against the child’s lips, tangling a hand in the girl’s hair to hold her close. She kissed the young girl, and then gently sucked on the girl’s bottom lip. She nearly lost control when the child made a soft noise of approval in the back of her throat and pressed closer to Narcissa, as the woman wrapped her other arm around the girl’s waist. The woman did not know how long she would be able to wait now that she knew she could take the girl in her arms whenever she wanted, which happened to be all of the time. Narcissa loved having the child in her arms, tasting her sweet lips and feeling the child’s heart pounding in her chest, which pressed against Narcissa’s own. She felt as though she could never get enough of Gabrielle, which was well enough since the child seemed to want to spend all of her time kissing Narcissa now that she knew what it was like. The woman couldn’t help but think that bode rather well for her future.

“Go put on your swimming costume, my angel,” Narcissa commanded, slowly pulling away from the girl. It was much too early in the day, after all, for them to decide to stay in – even with the time difference. “And I shall take you to the beach.”

Gabrielle pouted in a most attractive manner. “Must I?” the girl asked, tilting her head up again, and Narcissa knew what she wanted. Still, she wanted to make the girl wait. They had only been kissing for a handful of days, and she highly doubted the child was ready for their relationship to progress any further. When she did take the girl, and she would soon, she wanted the child to be completely wanton from her store up tension and desire.

“Yes,” Narcissa remarked firmly. “There will be plenty of time for more kissing later.”

Gabrielle blushed and smiled. “All right,” she conceded, and then rushed into her room to change her clothing. The woman just smiled and laughed, moving into her own room to put on her own swimming costume, with a sundress, straw hat and straw shoes completing the outfit.

The young girl came out in similar attire, and Narcissa performed an anti-sun burn charm on the two of them. They then made their way out the back of the hotel, and down a well tended path which led directly to the beach. There were many witches and wizards of all ages out on the beach, some lying in the sun, others swimming in the water, while children played games all over.

The two women chose a location that was not quite as crowded as the others were, and set up their blankets and picnic basket, in case they got hungry. Each female then removed her dress, and Narcissa lay out on the blanket while Gabrielle went to test the water. Finding it to be surprisingly warm, the girl rushed in and began to swim.

They spent the early afternoon (which to them seemed like late morning) like that, Narcissa reading a book while Gabrielle alternated swimming, and lying in the sun. After a while of being in the sun, and since it was lunch time in England, they began to get hungry. They ate the picnic lunch which Narcissa had picked up for them at the hotel, and then made their way back inside to change their clothing. Narcissa wanted to take Gabrielle for a walk along the beach, that evening, to where they would be eating that evening.

The women each took a brief shower, changing out of their swimsuits and into fresh clothing. They then headed back out to the beach, where they walked with their feet in the water for a couple of kilometers. Every so often they would stop so Gabrielle could excitedly examine a flower or rock or shell which she had never seen before. Narcissa loved watching the girl discovering this new world, as everything seemed to bring her so much joy.

After a while they made their way off the beach and into the town, where they peered in the windows at the lovely island inspired items which were for sale. A long mother-of-pearl and shell necklace caught Gabrielle’s eye in one store, and without asking Narcissa purchased it for the girl, despite her protesting. Once Narcissa had bought it, the girl immediately put it on, grinning at her mentor and wishing desperately that she could give her a kiss to show her gratitude, but she knew it wasn’t appropriate for them to do so in public. Instead she settled for a kiss on the cheek, which no one would interpret as being more than a daughter being appreciative of a gift from her mother, as most people who saw them automatically assumed they were mother and child. The two did not do anything to make them think otherwise, since it was much more normal for a mother and child to go on holiday than for a teacher and student.

After several hours of walking, the two were somewhat tired and anyway it was time for them to go to the restaurant where they had reservations. Narcissa brought Gabrielle to a lovely, small building which served primarily sea food, all of which the child had never tried before and was very excited about. The woman ordered for both of them, and they enjoyed a delicious dinner together while listening to a live band play soft island music.

Afterwards, they Apparated back to the hotel to get some rest for the next day. When they returned, Gabrielle changed into her nightgown and sat on the corner of her large bed, as Narcissa freshened up in the bathroom. When the door opened not long after, the girl looked up and smiled happily at the blonde woman who came out and sat next to her. Leaning back against Narcissa, Gabrielle sighed happily and snuggled into the other woman.

Sweeping Gabrielle’s silver-blonde hair out of the way to expose the girl’s neck and shoulder, Narcissa pressed soft kisses to the girl’s skin. She loved the way the child visibly shuddered with delight as her touches. “Did you enjoy yourself today, my angel?” Narcissa asked, nuzzling against the girl’s soft skin.

“So very much, Narcissa, I can not even express it,” Gabrielle insisted, chills running down her chest from the woman’s touches.

“I am pleased, then,” Narcissa remarked, wrapping her arms around the girl.

Gabrielle turned in her teacher’s embrace so they were facing one another, and moved closer to the older woman, tilting her head up. Narcissa smiled smugly, leaning in and letting her lips brush against the younger girl’s. The young part-veela sighed happily, kissing Narcissa back and then, surprising the older woman, repeating the action Narcissa had done to her that morning by sucking on the woman’s bottom lip.

“Oh Gabrielle, my angel,” Narcissa breathed, half moaning, pulling her closer and for the first time nudging the girl’s mouth open. Gabrielle had never experienced this, but she wasn’t unaware of what was going on. She liked the kissing she and Narcissa had done up until that point, of course, but she was aware that there was also a whole other level of kissing which people did. She even knew that this type of kissing often lead to other things, things of which the girl was perfectly aware. Just because she was young and inexperienced did not mean that she didn’t know what happened between people who liked each other, and she adored Narcissa, so she had expected that things would not remain just kissing for long. In fact, she was hoping that her inexperience would soon be a thing of the past. Because of that, she was delighted when Narcissa nudged her mouth apart, and then opened her own lips against Gabrielle’s.

The girl gasped in surprise when she felt Narcissa’s tongue enter her mouth. She had known they would try that eventually, but she hadn’t expected it to feel so good! The child pressed herself closer to the older woman, and let her tongue tentatively touch back. The breath which her teacher sharply drew in was signal enough that she was doing something right, and so she continued her hesitant explorations. She loved the feeling of Narcissa’s tongue against her own; it sent waves of desire through her body. She could feel it in her fingertips and all the way down to her toes, and especially in the low part of her stomach. It was something that she had never experienced before kissing Narcissa, but she loved it and never wanted to stop.

Pulling the girl even closer as she explored her mouth, Narcissa slowly turned Gabrielle over and laid her back on the bed. Their legs tangled together as Narcissa hovered over her student, kissing her mouth passionately, desire raging through her. The little child had no idea how terribly badly Narcissa wanted her, wanted to rip off her lacey little nightdress and devour every inch of her. Holding Gabrielle’s arms down against the bed, Narcissa moved her mouth to the girl’s jaw and throat, sucking on the tender skin she found there. The little blonde gasped and writhed against her teacher’s ministrations, tilting her head to the side to allow Narcissa better access. Daggers of pleasure were now rushing straight from Narcissa’s lips to the place between her legs, and Gabrielle didn’t know how to handle it. She wanted more, infinitely more, wanted to be able to touch Narcissa and especially to be touched by the older woman.

Taking both of Gabrielle’s hands in one of her own, Narcissa then used her other to pull down the strap of the child’s nightgown. She then let her mouth travel across the girl’s collar bone and shoulder, kissing and sucking alternatively. Gabrielle let out a loud moan when Narcissa sucked on a particularly sensitive spot, and pressed herself up against the other woman.

The sound jerked the woman back to reality, and Narcissa instantly drew back from the girl, looking down at her with lust filled eyes, her breathing laboured. She wanted nothing more than to continue devouring the beautiful child, to take it as far as she possibly could, but was it a good idea?

Gabrielle became very worried when her teacher pulled away. “Is something wrong? Did I do something wrong?” she asked, worriedly.

Narcissa’s face softened as she looked down at the child. “No, my angel, you are perfect. That is the problem. I can not keep my hands off of you,” she admitted, leaning down and kissing that perfect neck again, as if to emphasize the point.

“Ohh,” Gabrielle moaned softly. “Well, I do not want you to take your hands off of me. Ever,” the girl insisted between panting breaths.

Narcissa pulled away again, looking down at her thoroughly tousled protégé. “It is too soon, Gabrielle, for us to continue this,” the woman explained, even though she desperately wanted to. The feeling of their bodies pressed against one another, the smell and taste of the young girl – it all drove her absolutely mad.

“But I want to,” Gabrielle remarked, her voice surprisingly husky and low and very sure of itself.

“My love, you have no idea what you are asking for,” Narcissa remarked, shaking her head and sitting up, moving away from the girl. The child frowned at that and sat up as well.

“Actually, I do know what I am asking for. Just because I am inexperienced and young does not make me ignorant,” the girl insisted, looking pointedly at her teacher. As if to prove she knew what she was doing, Gabrielle climbed off the bed and pulled her nightgown over her head so that she was standing in front of Narcissa completely bare except for her small lace underwear.

The woman was in shock that her quiet, shy little angel had made a move so forward, and had to groan aloud when she saw the child’s beautiful body. At only fourteen years old, the girl was very slender and lithe, but Narcissa ached when she saw that the girl had almost fully developed breasts – and the fact that her nipples were already taught did not escape Narcissa. The little creature stood at the edge of the bed looking completely sure of herself, waiting for her teacher’s reaction.

Narcissa knew there was no going back now, as she reached over and grabbed Gabrielle, dragging the girl back onto the bed. She gently pushed the child back down on her back, moving over her and kissing her neck again. “I do hope you are ready for this,” Narcissa murmured into her student’s ear. “Because I do not plan to stop after this, and once I have made you mine you will belong to me completely.”

Gabrielle shivered at her teacher’s words, and pressed her body up against the other woman’s. “Please, Narcissa,” the girl begged, longing to feel the woman’s hands and mouth on her. “I want you.”

Using one arm to hold herself up above the girl, Narcissa used her other to gently run up the child’s side. Gabrielle arched against the older woman, her whole body completely in tune with the feeling of Narcissa’s hand on her, and the lips which had found her neck once more. Wrapping her arms around Narcissa’s neck, the girl pulled her mentor to her for a deep and heated kiss. Their tongues entwined passionately, and Narcissa marveled at how quickly Gabrielle had mastered everything, but as she did that with all of her lessons the woman couldn’t really be surprised.

The girl’s soft skin beneath her fingers was heavenly, and she let her hand stray from it’s up and down path along her side to gently cup the girl’s small, firm breast. Gabrielle moaned into her teacher’s mouth, tangling her fingers in Narcissa’s hair and kissing her even harder than before. The older woman hooked one finger around the child’s tight nipple, giving it a light flick, before breaking the kiss and then lowering her mouth to the taught peak. Gabrielle gasped at the sensation, moaning Narcissa’s name as the woman laved her nipple with her tongue and gently pulled on it with her teeth.

“Please,” the girl moaned, more than anything wanting for her teacher to continue touching her no matter what. She could hardly stand the feelings, they were so intense, but at the same time she could not get enough of them. Her chest was tight, and the place between her legs absolutely ached.

“Do you like this, my angel?” the woman asked, her voice low and sultry, as she moved her attention to the young girl’s other breast.

“Ohhhh yes, Narcissa,” the part-veela replied, her hands roaming her teacher’s shoulders, her head tipped back.

Giving the nipple a gentle tug with her teeth, the woman then continued her path down the girl’s body. Kissing down the side of the girl’s stomach, she put her hands between Gabrielle’s knees and gently pushed them apart. The girl readily opened up for her teacher, her hands digging into the sheets on the bed as she no longer could grip onto the woman’s shoulders.

Narcissa’s fingers trailed along the inside of Gabrielle’s slender thighs, causing shivers of delight and pleasure to run through the child. Then Narcissa smiled wickedly, and hooked her fingers under the waistband of Gabrielle’s only covering. Without hesitation the woman pulled the last item of clothing off the girl’s body, and looked at her beautiful naked flesh. Desire like she had not known in a long time coursed through her as she looked at her perfect little protégé.

The woman then leaned over the child, and kissed up the inside of the girl’s thigh, before leaning in and lowering her mouth to the girl’s maidenhood. Gabrielle let out a loud gasp of surprise and desire, arching hard off the bed.

“Oh Gabrielle, you do want this,” Narcissa remarked when she saw how incredibly ready the girl’s body was for her. She put her hands on the girl’s hips, holding her in place, as she lowered her mouth again and her tongue ran along the girl’s incredibly wet opening. It aroused her to no end, knowing that her protégé so desperately desired her.

Shivers ran up and down Gabrielle’s body as her teacher made love to her with her tongue and teeth and lips. The girl had never felt anything like it in her life, and an unfamiliar feeling of tightness and pressure began to form in between her legs. It became very intense very quickly, coiling most prominently in between her legs, but she could feel it in her breasts, her arms and in her toes as well. “Oh, Narcissa,” the little girl remarked, starting to tremble. “I…I…I feel…” the girl didn’t know how to explain it; she had never felt anything like it before.

Narcissa doubled her efforts, finding the little nub which would bring the girl the most pleasure, and sucking hard on it. Gabrielle began to whimper, her whole body shaking, and then suddenly she tensed up and the most unbelievable pleasure she had ever felt in her life caused her to arch hard off the bed as it washed over her. The girl rode the wave of her first orgasm, before collapsing back onto the bed, breathing heavier than she ever had before.

Narcissa moved up to lay beside her beloved student, smiling triumphantly down at the girl whose eyes were still closed. When the child’s breathing began to even out, she slowly opened her eyes and looked up at Narcissa with the purest love and devotion the woman had ever seen. With a smile, the woman leaned in and kissed her thoroughly on the lips.

“That was…oh, I have never felt anything like that before,” Gabrielle remarked when they drew apart. “It was amazing.”

“You are amazing, my pet,” Narcissa corrected, her hand lazily trailing along the girl’s hip. “So lovely and beautiful and sensual. I can not get enough of you.” The woman pressed kisses to Gabrielle’s neck, and the girl let out a sound of contentment, moving closer to her teacher.

Unable to fight off the yawn which hit her, Gabrielle covered her mouth and smiled abashedly at her teacher. The woman smiled, and kissed the girl softly on the mouth. “I think you deserve a good night’s sleep, after that,” she murmured against the child’s lips.

“Do you not want me to…?” the young girl asked, wanting to return the favour for Narcissa, but having trouble fighting off the sleepiness which had settled over her.

“Next time, my love, next time,” the woman assured, wrapping her arms around the girl’s still naked form, and pulling her close. In all honesty, Narcissa was perfectly content with spending all of her time giving attention to the other girl, and receiving nothing for herself. Anything to see the girl as she had tonight.

“Stay with me tonight?” the child requested, turning and pressing her face into Narcissa’s neck.

“Of course, angel, of course,” the woman replied, running her hands over the girl’s back. The soft skin felt wonderful under her fingers.

“I love you, Narcissa,” Gabrielle murmured with a yawn, already drifting to sleep in the arms of her teacher.

Narcissa just smiled, and pressed a sweet kiss on top of the girl’s head. “Go to sleep, my sweet,” she murmured, and settled down for sleep herself.

* * *

The next morning Gabrielle awoke feeling more rested and satisfied than she ever had, rising from the otherwise empty bed and stretching. A look at the clock showed her it was rather late, which explained why Narcissa was no longer in the bed with her. Pulling on the nightgown which had been discarded the night before, Gabrielle padded out into the main room. As she had expected, Narcissa was sitting in one of the high backed chairs in front of the windows, reading the newspaper. She was already dressed for the day, and had a large tray of breakfast foods beside her.

Gabrielle approached her teacher, who lowered the paper to smile at her sleep-tousled protégé. “Good morning, my love,” she remarked as the child leaned in to kiss her good morning. “Did you sleep well?”

The child nodded her head affirmatively, before settling into the other chair and helping herself to some food. For some reason the girl was starving. Narcissa smiled knowingly at the girl, thoroughly pleased with herself for obviously having done such a good job the night before. The child looked as though she was practically glowing with happiness.

As Narcissa continued to read the paper, she had to debate with herself whether or not she wanted to bother with going out that day, or just take Gabrielle back to bed and not leave until tomorrow morning. That was what she wanted to do, in reality, but she had made reservations for them for the day. She would have to wait, then, to see the girl’s face as she let herself be taken over by desire again.

When the child finished eating, Narcissa sent her off to bathe and dress. They would be heading out fairly soon.

When the girl returned, the two women headed out. Narcissa had brought a couple of snacks, but not a full meal for them, so Gabrielle expected food would either be gotten while they were out, or they would be returning to the hotel early. The child hoped it was the latter, as that would provide them with an opportunity to continue last night’s activities.

The girl felt as though she was absolutely floating, ever since she awoke. Narcissa took every opportunity that she could to give the girl a long, tender kiss, and Gabrielle loved it. She was doing her best to be as close to the woman as she could without drawing attention to them from the other people at the hotel and on the island.

They had made their way to the entrance of the hotel, where Narcissa approached a native young man, whose long dark hair was pulled back out of his face. “Jerome, thank you for waiting for us,” the woman said in English, as that was the official language of the island.

“Yes, of course, Narcissa. I am glad to see you again,” the young man remarked, his voice heavy with the native accent, and then turned and smiled at the younger girl. “This must be Gabrielle,” he remarked with a smile.

Feeling slightly nervous, as her English was not fantastic, the girl just smiled and nodded. She would put off speaking until she absolutely had to. It wasn’t that she didn’t know the language, as she could understand them both perfectly, but it was still unnerving for her to speak it aloud, and she knew her heavy French accent could at times be difficult for people to understand.

“Well, are you ladies ready?” the young man asked, and they both nodded. He presented them with a small figurine which was shaped like a dolphin, which made Gabrielle smile, and the two women took hold of it. When he said the word, the port key activated and the three of them were taken away.

When Gabrielle’s stomach settled, and the girl opened her eyes, she looked around at her surroundings. They were standing on some wooden docks in a lovely blue bay, a small motor boat tied to one.

“Here we are,” the young man, Jerome, remarked, and gestured to the boat. He then assisted each of them as they got in, and then ran back to the small building at the end of the docks. When he reappeared, he was walking with a dark haired woman who had a huge smile on her face.

“Hello, ladies!” the woman exclaimed with an American accent, as she climbed into the boat with them. Jerome followed her, and started the machine, maneuvering it away from the dock. “My name’s Stacey and I’m the director of our program here on Nassau. I’m so glad you could join us today!”

“Yes, we’re quite pleased to be here,” Narcissa remarked. Gabrielle, who honestly didn’t have a clue what they were doing anyway, just nodded her head in agreement.

“So, tell me, have either of you ever swam with a dolphin before?” the dark haired American asked, and Gabrielle’s mouth dropped open, her eyes going wide.

“Are we really going to swim with dolphins?” the girl asked, forgetting about the language problem in her excitement. It was something she had dreamed of doing as a child, but had never had the opportunity to do so.

“Yes, dearest,” Narcissa remarked, well pleased with her student’s reaction.

The American girl laughed, watching the exchange. “I guess that a no, huh? Well, this’ll be a treat for you, then.” She then went on to explain the history of her company’s program, the situation with the dolphins in the Bahaman Islands, and gave them an idea of what it would be like when they swam with the creatures.

“Right now we’re on our way to a cove where the dolphins go a lot. We’re lucky because it’s not a well known area, yet anyway. There are so many dolphins here that people tend to stick to the places they already know. We discovered this cove by accident,” Stacey explained, glancing with a fond smile at Jerome. Narcissa wondered briefly if there was something going on between the two of them. It certainly wouldn’t have surprised her.

Gabrielle was practically bouncing with excitement, she could hardly contain herself. Narcissa enjoyed watching the girl, her newfound lover, who was obviously so happy. It made her happy when the child was happy.

When they reached the cove, Gabrielle’s breath was stolen. It was so beautiful, she could hardly believe it. At the entrance to the cove, Jerome turned off the engine of the boat, and used his wand to move the boat forward. Gabrielle suspected this was because he did not want to hurt any dolphins that might be swimming around the boat, although she knew the animals were supposed to be highly intelligent, and therefore she doubted they would be swimming around or under the boat. Still, the girl knew nothing about the animals other than that she had heard they were smart, so she really couldn’t say.

Looking over the edge of the boat, the girl exclaimed in delight as she saw several dolphins swimming alongside the boat. Occasionally one would leap out, and the girl just couldn’t believe how beautiful they were.

When they finally stopped the boat, they all stripped down to their swimming costumes, and Stacey and Jerome jumped in the water. Immediately a couple of dolphins swam up to them, which Gabrielle assumed were familiar with the two people. She looked over the edge of the boat, watching with delight but slight trepidation.

“This one’s Amie and that one’s Steve,” Stacey called to the two women who were still in the boat. “They’re super friendly! Come on in! The water’s warm.”

Gabrielle then joined them in the water, followed gracefully by her beloved teacher. The two blonde women made their way over to Stacey and Jerome, who were petting and talking to the dolphins.

“Gabrielle, you come with me and Amie, while Narcissa, you go with Jerome and Steve,” Stacey suggested, and Gabrielle then swam over to the dark haired woman.

“Wow,” she said out loud, as she looked at the animal. She had never seen one so close before, and it brought a huge grin to her face. “They are very interesting,” the girl said with her heavy accent.

“Here, want to ride her?” Stacey asked. Gabrielle looked at the dolphin in confusion. How did one ride a dolphin? As if sensing her question, Stacey laughed. “Here,” she explained. “You hold on here, and they’ll pull you around.”

Stacey showed her where to put her hands, and soon she and the dolphin, Amie, were swimming around the boat and the group, and Gabrielle was laughing in delight. She had never had so much fun in her life.

They passed the morning that way, the two others showing Narcissa and Gabrielle all the tricks the dolphins could do, and allowing them to swim around with them. It was all very fun, but also tiring, and so around lunch time they jumped back into the boat and returned to the docks. Jerome then port keyed the two women back to their hotel, and they returned to their room to have lunch.

After eating, Narcissa took Gabrielle by the hand and lead her into the bathroom. With a wave of her wand, the beautiful tub was filled with hot water, and the older woman turned to her young protégé. “Would you care to join me for a bath, mademoiselle?” she murmured seductively, leaning down and capturing the girl’s lips.

Instantly, the younger girl’s arms wound around Narcissa’s neck, and she kissed back passionately. “I would love to, Madame,” the young woman responded, trailing kisses along the older woman’s jaw and neck, causing her teacher to shiver.

The woman’s hands went to the fastenings on Gabrielle’s dress, which she quickly peeled away to reveal the swim suit the girl had been wearing all day. Narcissa then helped the girl rid herself of that, until she was standing naked before her teacher once again. Narcissa loved doing that; ridding the girl of all her clothing, while remaining completely dressed herself. It made her feel powerful, as though she was completely in control of Gabrielle.

The older woman let her hand cup Gabrielle’s firm little breast, loving the way the child melted into her teacher for support. Yes, she was able to make Gabrielle week in the knees, and that was a delightful sensation to Narcissa. Kissing the girl’s neck, and pinching an already hardened nipple, she could feel the part-veela shivering against her. She pulled away, and began to rid herself of her clothing.

“Get in the bath,” she instructed her student, as she let her clothing come off. Gabrielle nodded obediently, but didn’t want to take her eyes off her teacher. She quickly got into the bath and then turned to look at the sight of her naked mistress. Gabrielle felt that familiar feeling of desire shoot through her. Narcissa was quite slender, like her protégé, but her breasts were much bigger in proportion with her body. Gabrielle found this was something she liked very much.

Narcissa, well aware of her student’s appreciative gaze, moved into the bath and settled back in one of the built in seats. She then opened her arms for the blonde child to come closer. Gabrielle more than happily complied, moving to sit close to Narcissa and wrapping her arms around the woman’s neck. It was amazing, feeling their bare bodies touching, as the two women held on to one another. Narcissa smiled at her student, who beamed happily at her teacher.

“I do hope you enjoyed yourself this morning,” the woman remarked, and Gabrielle nodded enthusiastically.

“I always enjoy myself when I am with you, Narcissa, but this morning was a dream come true,” she explained. “I have always wanted to swim with dolphins. I can hardly believe it has happened!”

“I am pleased you enjoyed it, then,” the woman remarked, drawing her pupil in for several long, lingering kisses. The younger girl melted into her teacher’s embrace, her arms around the woman’s neck as she surrendered to the kiss.

As always, whenever Narcissa touched her, fire flared through the girl’s body. It was so wonderful to be touched by the woman she so adored, who created these feelings within her. The older woman ran her hands over the sides of Gabrielle’s face, stroking her hair and cheeks as she kissed her lovingly. It was so nice for her just to be able to hold the girl in her arms like that and to kiss her thoroughly and for as long as she wanted. The child was, without a doubt, now her own and she loved that.

“My darling Gabrielle,” Narcissa murmured, nuzzling the girl. “You make me so happy.”

Gabrielle beamed, and kissed her teacher adoringly. “I love you, Narcissa,” she insisted, pressing kisses to the woman’s face.

“I love you too, my angel,” Narcissa responded, enjoying the kisses Gabrielle was pressing to her face, especially when those kisses moved to her jaw, and then from her jaw to her ear. The woman gasped in pleased surprise as the young girl began to suck on her ear lobe, before kissing her on the neck again.

Letting her hands fall beneath the level of the hot water which surrounded them, Narcissa ran her hands over her student’s bare torso. She gently rubbed the girl’s hip bones. Gabrielle shuddered at that, feeling pleasure shoot straight to the place between her legs from those caresses. The hands then traveled up to gently cup the girl’s small breasts, causing the girl to tip her head back in pleasure, her eyes sliding shut.

Narcissa had to close her own eyes. She wanted nothing more than to make love to the girl again, but the bath tub was not the place to do that, and she needed to get the two of them clean. She regretfully moved her hands away from those perfect little breasts to take the soap, and lovingly began cleaning her student’s body.

Gabrielle opened her eyes, and blinked at her teacher. She didn’t understand why the woman had stopped, and wanted them to resume their previous actions. Narcissa must have seen and understood her look, because she said; “The sooner we get cleaned up, the sooner we can move this to the bedroom.” Her words were purred into her protégé’s ear. The girl quickly understood, and began helping by offering her teacher limbs to clean, before jumping out of the bath to find some towels while Narcissa cleaned herself.

When Narcissa got out of the bath, Gabrielle wrapped her in a towel and helped her to dry off. While the woman enjoyed the attention she wanted to move things to the bedroom, so she took her wand and cast a drying charm on them, then taking the girl by the hand and leading her into her own room. She discarded the towel she had been using, and lowered the girl to the bed before climbing on top of her. Pushing aside the towel the younger girl was using, Narcissa ran her hand along the young blonde’s body. Gabrielle shuddered at the feeling, her eyes falling closed. The older woman then leaned in and lowered her mouth to one of Gabrielle’s beautiful pert nipples.

“Oh,” the younger girl breathed, leaning into the touch of the older woman’s mouth on her skin. Narcissa laved the girl’s nipple with her tongue, and then trailed a path of kisses from one breast to the other, to give it equal treatment. Her hands ran along the girl’s sides, brushing along her ribcage, and then the undersides of her breasts, and then back down to her hips.

“Please, Narcissa,” the veela-child moaned. Gabrielle wanted so badly for her teacher to touch her there, again, and so she spread her legs a little bit in invitation. She desperately hoped Narcissa would understand and give her what her body needed.

In fact, Narcissa almost had an orgasm herself when her little protégé spread her legs of her own accord. Unable to help herself, a hand moved between them and gently probed the younger girl’s sex. Gabrielle gasped and sucked in a huge breath as Narcissa touched her, the woman again incredibly impressed by how wet the young girl was. If she had ever doubted that taking their relationship to a sexual level this early was a good idea, she no longer thought so.

The woman ran a finger along the girl’s wet opening, as the smaller blonde trembled with desire. She let her fingers caress the most sensitive spot on the girl’s body, causing her to jerk at the overwhelming sensations and then let out a loud, shuddering breath. Narcissa let her fingers slide lower, and slowly entered Gabrielle’s hot, wet opening. Both women moaned, Narcissa from the feeling of her student’s tightness, she was so incredibly small, and Gabrielle from this amazing new sensation. She had never felt anything like it. Narcissa began to move her fingers in and out of the younger girl’s body, and then suddenly she was pressing against something within Gabrielle which made her see stars. Her whole body tensed up, as it had the night before, only it came upon her much quicker and when it finally hit her she felt like she was drowning in pleasure. It took several minutes for the girl to stop shaking and regain her mobility.

“I love watching you as you orgasm,” Narcissa murmured when the girl moved to kiss her soundly.

“I love that feeling,” Gabrielle admitted. “I want you to feel it too,” she announced, moving up on her knees, obviously with the intent of returning the favour.

Narcissa shuddered at the thought. She was already so terribly close just from watching her beloved little pet, and the thought that Gabrielle wanted to do the same to her was very arousing. The woman moved to lie on her back, and opened her arms to the blonde child. “You may do to me whatever you like, my angel,” she said, kissing the young girl soundly. “If you have any questions, just ask. If I want you to do something in a particular way, I will let you know, alright?”

Gabrielle nodded, with an excited smile on her face. She wanted to please Narcissa the way Narcissa pleased her, and only hoped she would be able to do it. She began the way Narcissa always began with her, taking one of the woman’s nipples into her mouth. Narcissa hissed with pleasure, shifting against the young creature, and putting her hands behind the girl’s head, pulling her closer. Gabrielle used her tongue to move over the woman’s nipple, fondling the other breast with her other hand, gently rubbing the woman’s other nipple. It was a strange and enjoyable sensation, being able to bring pleasure to her beloved teacher this way.

“That is lovely, Gabrielle,” Narcissa breathed, enjoying the feelings the young girl was creating in her, as she moved her mouth down over Narcissa’s flat stomach toward the juncture of her thighs. Narcissa spread her legs for the girl, who moved into a better position over her teacher.

“Should I use my hands or my mouth?” the girl asked, not sure what her teacher wanted.

“Whichever one you liked better, angel,” Narcissa suggested, watching as the girl considered for a moment, and then lowered her mouth to the place between the older woman’s legs. The woman couldn’t hold in a low moan at the first touch of the tip of her student’s tongue to her already tortured and swollen clit. She knew it was not going to take much for her, after months of torture and then finally having the girl she so desired.

Gabrielle didn’t have a clue what she was doing, but she figured from Narcissa’s reaction that she was doing okay. If the woman wanted her to do something different, she knew she would tell her what that was.

Gabrielle used her tongue to take broad licks of Narcissa’s sex. It tasted strange, but not unpleasant, and the girl was enjoying the moans which came from her teacher’s mouth. Recognizing the little bundle of nerves as being the same as that which Narcissa had touched to make her feel so good earlier, the young girl put her mouth there and began to suck. The older woman let out a loud, long moan, tensed up and shuddered all the way to her toes as her release washed over her.

When the woman collapsed panting on the bed, she reached for her student, and pulled the girl close. Gabrielle wrapped her arms around her teacher, lying mostly on top of the other woman, with her head nuzzled in Narcissa’s neck.

“Was that right?” the girl asked quietly as they lay together breathing.

“It was perfect, my angel,” Narcissa remarked. “You are absolutely perfect.”

Both women were feeling rather tired, and like they probably needed another bath. Gabrielle yawned. Was sex always so tiring? The girl shifted, moving to lie on her side beside Narcissa. The woman urged her to flip over, to face away from her, which the girl didn’t understand until her teacher moved up behind her and pulled her close. Having her lover pressed up behind her like that was very comforting, and she quickly fell asleep like that.

* * *

The two women passed a great deal of very enjoyable time together over the following weeks. They would explore the island by day and one another’s bodies by night. Gabrielle quickly became an expert in the art of pleasuring her teacher, although Narcissa more often than not only wanted to pleasure the other girl for hours on end.

With every passing day, Gabrielle found herself to be more and more in love with Narcissa. She was dreading the day when she would have to go back to school, and not spend every waking moment with the woman. She didn’t know how she was going to handle that, since her mind was very rarely occupied with any thoughts other than those about the woman she loved.

The problem was the same for Narcissa. The woman absolutely adored the young girl and wanted nothing more than to have the girl in her arms, always. She felt so much more complete when she had the girl with her, whether they were engaging in sexual activity or not. It would be strange to return to Paris and not have the girl with her at all times.

They made up for their lack of time with their enthusiasm for one another, which was abundant. Every day that passed found them loving one another in some manner or another, and Narcissa had been delighted to find that, as with all other things, Gabrielle was very open to trying new things. There were still things Narcissa wanted to try with her, but thus far she had found the girl to be very responsive and honest when it came to their bedroom activities.

When their vacation time came to an end, the women resentfully returned to Paris. They still had a week before Gabrielle was to return to school, but the girl had to spend that week with her parents, and Narcissa needed to return to England for a brief period of time. Before all of that, however, they managed to have one last night together.

“I have laid out something for you on your bed,” Narcissa said to her beloved pet, who was sitting in a chair in the sitting room, reading. The woman came up behind her, brushing the girl’s long blonde hair aside and pressing kisses to the girl’s neck. “Would you wear it for me tonight?”

“Of course, Narcissa,” the young girl remarked, putting her book aside and rising from her chair. The girl turned to her teacher, taking the woman’s face in her hands and bringing their mouths together.

“Why don’t you go change, then, and I shall have dinner set up for us, shall I?” Narcissa remarked, nuzzling the girl’s neck and pressing her close. The fourteen year old just nodded, and headed into her room to bathe and dress.

Narcissa was having their final dinner set up in her room, with flickering candles scattered all over the room. She had considered taking the girl out for their last meal together before school began anew, but she wanted to be as romantic as possible and that was not an option when they were in public.

When she had it all set up, with the food set under silver trays and heated with a heating charm, Narcissa made her way back out to the sitting room to wait for Gabrielle. A part of her was very stressed by the idea that they would be spending a whole week apart, but she knew she was just being silly. After all, it was only a week, and then the girl would be at her house every afternoon as they had done the previous year.

When the girl did emerge, Narcissa’s breath caught in her throat. She’d had a beautiful corset specially made for the child, and that was what she’d asked the girl to wear that evening. It was a cream coloured corset, with rose accents, which lifted the girl’s breasts, making them appear ever so slightly larger than they really were. The girl also wore rose coloured underwear, but that was it. Narcissa loved looking at her beautiful girl, who had somehow managed to put some pink roses in her long blonde hair.

“You look beautiful, mon amor,” Narcissa remarked as she approached the young girl, kissing her thoroughly. “Are you ready for dinner?”

The girl nodded, although not pulling away from the older woman. Her lips lingered there briefly, because she couldn’t get enough, and she was terrified that somehow, within the next week, Narcissa was going to forget about her. Rationally she knew that was ridiculous, that Narcissa loved her, but still a tiny part of her would always be afraid.

Returning the gesture which Gabrielle had done earlier by taking the girl’s face in her hands, Narcissa gave her another sound kiss. The two women stood there for several long moments, just drinking from one another’s lips, before they slowly pulled apart. “Let’s eat, my angel,” Narcissa suggested, taking the little girl by the hand and leading her into the bedroom.

Gabrielle gasped as they entered the room, which had been transformed beautifully for the evening. She settled onto the bed at Narcissa’s direction, as the woman sat next to her. On one of the bedside tables were the plates of food, which the women took turn feeding to one another in between long, lingering kisses.

When they had finished the food, Gabrielle wrapped her arms around Narcissa’s neck and pulled the woman down on top of her. The two kissed one another thoroughly, knowing that they would not be able to do so for a week and knowing it was going to be absolute torture. Narcissa brushed a hand down the side of Gabrielle’s cheek, looking at the girl’s beautiful face. “I am going to miss you so,” the woman remarked.

“I’m going to miss you too, Narcissa,” Gabrielle agreed, clinging to the other woman. They just held one another for several long moments, before the older woman leaned in and captured Gabrielle’s mouth in a hard, passionate kiss. The girl responded with equal fervor, pressing her body fully against the other woman’s.

Narcissa’s hands traveled along the girl’s sides, the corset too thick for the girl to really feel anything through it, but she looked so incredibly beautiful. The woman let her hands travel beneath the bottom of the corset to stroke Gabrielle’s hip bones, causing the girl to moan. They had discovered over the months that this was Gabrielle’s favourite place to be touched. It sent pleasure through her body unlike anything she had felt before, and she was always wetter for Narcissa after being touched there, something which the woman was deeply appreciative of.

The girl shivered as Narcissa used her nails to ever so gently run over the girl’s hip bones. It sent pleasure straight to the centre of her, making her want so badly for more. The girl spread her legs underneath Narcissa’s, hoping the woman would take the hint and move forward, but the woman seemed content to continue rubbing along the girl’s hip bones and watching her writhe from the pleasure. The older woman briefly wondered if the girl could have an orgasm simply from this action, she seemed to enjoy it so terribly much.

“Please, Narcissa,” Gabrielle finally moaned, thrusting her hips forward in hopes that her teacher would continue on. Unable to deny the girl anything, Narcissa hooked her fingers under the waistband of the girl’s pantalets and drew them off her. When she had the girl undressed from the waist down, she spread the girl’s legs wide open and touched her ever so softly with her fingers. Gabrielle shuddered at the action, pressing herself into the woman’s hand.

Narcissa played first with the girl’s clit, rubbing it gently between her fingers, before trailing her fingers down to enter the girl. Gabrielle let out a loud, low moan at the feeling. How was it that Narcissa could always cause her to feel so consumed by pleasure? Then the woman lowered her head to the girl’s sex, and let her tongue play with the hard little nub above the girl’s opening, where her fingers continued to move in and out of the girl. The girl began to shake from the intensity of it all, as the woman took her pleasure spot into her mouth and began to suck. Moments after that the girl felt her whole body tense up, lifting off the bed, and then suddenly something sparked behind her eyes and she was coming.

The girl shuddered and collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. Her lover moved up her body, moving to kiss the already breathless girl, letting her taste herself on her teacher’s lips. She then gently pushed the girl over onto her stomach, so that she could unlace and remove the corset. Gabrielle moaned as she was freed from the confines of the constricting top, feeling Narcissa move away from the bed for a moment. She could hear the rustle of fabric, and knew the woman was undressing. When she felt the bed dip again, she rolled back over onto her back and looked at the lovely nude woman who had joined her. Tonight, however, there was something Narcissa had put on before coming to bed which Gabrielle had never before seen.

It was some sort of belt, with a large phallic object projecting from Narcissa’s centre. Gabrielle looked at it with curiosity. They had never used a dildo before; much less one that could be worn, but the girl knew what it was. Narcissa moved on top of the girl, laying down on top of her and kissing her soundly. Gabrielle could feel the object resting against the natural cradle of her hips.

“Tonight I’m going to make love to you in a new way,” the woman explained between kisses which were long and tender. “It may hurt at first, but I promise it will feel better than anything else after that.”

Gabrielle nodded. She trusted Narcissa completely, and was glad that they were doing away with the problem of her virginity. There was no one else in the world who she would want to give it to, and she wanted to be rid of it anyway if, some day, she would have a husband who would try to fuck her. She knew she was never going to enjoy that experience, and to make it painful on top of un-enjoyable would just be too much. No, it was much better for her to loose her virginity to the woman who she loved completely; who always took care of her and made sure she had several orgasms every day.

The woman kissed Gabrielle’s neck, pulling the girl’s legs up to bend at the knees. Then she positioned the dildo at her perfect angel’s entrance, and thrust forward in one fluid movement. As she did so, Gabrielle flinched with the sharp pain that shot through her, clenching her jaw and eyes as she waited for it to subside. As she did so, Narcissa petted her face and hair, kissing her neck and breasts to try to make her more comfortable. Eventually the pain dissipated, and the girl let her lover know that she was all right.

When Gabrielle told her it was okay, Narcissa pulled her hips back and then thrust them forward hard. The younger girl gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head at the intense pleasure the movements caused. Narcissa used her arms to hold herself up, giving herself better leverage as she moved in and out of her protégé’s body. She wanted to find that spot inside the girl which would make her scream with pleasure.

When she found it, she knew by the way Gabrielle shrieked with delight, and began babbling incoherently, begging Narcissa not to stop, not to ever ever stop. The woman would have been happy to comply, wanting only to give the girl pleasure, as she thrust in and out of the young veela-child’s body. Gabrielle began shaking from the intensity of it, from that spot inside of her being thrust against over and over again until suddenly her body tensed up for the second time that night, and she had the most intense orgasm she’d ever had, the pleasure rolling off of her in waves. When she collapsed against the bed, the girl could barely keep her eyes open, and her breathing was incredibly heavy.

“How do you feel, my angel?” Narcissa asked, pulling out of the girl and taking off the apparatus, before lying down beside the girl and gathering her in her arms.

“Oh, so good,” Gabrielle moaned, snuggling close to her lover. “Thank you for that, Narcissa. I wanted you to be the one who took my virginity,” she remarked, kissing the woman’s neck.

Narcissa smiled fondly at the exhausted child, pressing kisses to the top of the girl’s hair, and having her roll over onto her other side so that they could spoon. It didn’t matter that Narcissa hadn’t been touched by the child; that was actually how she preferred it. Gabrielle was so beautiful; she wanted to touch the girl all the time, to give her the greatest pleasure she had ever known. That was where Narcissa herself derived her pleasure.

Narcissa let her hand find its way between the young girl’s legs, not in a sexual way, but because both of them found it very comforting while they slept. Gabrielle loved being touched so intimately, and always wanted that closeness with Narcissa. It didn’t hurt, the woman knew, that it often lead to more sex whenever one of them woke up, which she expected they would be doing a lot of that evening. The prospect of having to spend a whole week apart from one another was not one that she enjoyed thinking on, but Narcissa knew it was only a week and that as soon as they were reunited she would have Gabrielle back in her bed. She smiled as she thought to herself of the things she wanted to do to the girl when they saw one another again, thinking that the strap on would definitely be making another appearance.

Gabrielle’s breathing evened out, and Narcissa realized that the beautiful girl had fallen asleep. The woman smiled happily, settling down for sleep. It was a wonderful thing, she thought as she slowly began to drift off, to have the one you loved asleep in your arms.