wanking_mods (wanking_mods) wrote in hp_wankfest, @ 2011-05-20 12:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2011 fic |
Fic: Lucius Malfoy in Malfoy Manor with a Riding Crop
Title: Alone in the Manor
Author: aleysiasnape
Character: Lucius Malfoy
Location: Malfoy Manor
Prop: riding crop
Other Characters: -
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: light bdsm, au, wank
Word Count: 586
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything.
Author's Notes: Since this was my first time, I had fun writing this. Hope everyone enjoys it. Many thanks goes to my beta Songquake!
Lucius Malfoy was bored. He was all alone at Malfoy Manor since Draco had taken off with his friends to see the Quidditch finals. Narcissa was off visiting relatives in France; he knew that she wouldn’t be coming back home within the week. So he reclined back in his high-backed chair holding a glass of Firewhiskey and reading his favorite magazine: Playwitch. Nothing excited him until he flipped a page and saw Hermione Granger, naked, laid out on a rug next to a flying Pegasus.
He nearly gulped his drink the wrong way as he eyed her lithe figure up and down, feeling a tightness in his pants. She has certainly grown up nicely. I wonder if Severus knows that his potions assistant has posed for Playwitch. Knowing how possessive he can be…
His trousers felt constricting after a while and, with no Narcissa to help him, he desperately looked for his favorite thing to use: a riding crop.
“Where did I put the blasted thing last?” he fretted as he hurried upstairs to his bedroom. He took the magazine with him, deciding that it was the next best thing to having Narcissa there to help him wank off. I’m just glad no one is here to see me in this state. He glanced at Hermione’s moving picture, saw her winking at him, and felt his cock straining to get out.
He looked at his bed and then thought of his huge spacious tub waiting for him. Either place would be good. I was on the bed last time when Narcissa accidentally walked in on me. The tub it is, he thought excitedly as he unzipped his pants, freeing his straining cock. He stroked the head, noticing a drop of pre-cum forming as he looked around the bedroom for the riding crop. Then it hit him. "Accio riding crop!" he pronounced clearly, holding out his left hand as he was stroking his cock with his right.
The riding crop flew into his hand as he eagerly hurried to the bathroom, finding the spacious tub filled with hot bubbly water for his tired body. He quickly stripped down as his cock stood at attention. Using the riding crop, he whipped different areas of his body for a little pain before his pleasure. He stroked his hard cock faster, remembering that he left the magazine in the bedroom.
"Accio magazine," he spoke, and the magazine flew into his hand. He laid the magazine down by where he was going to sit at in the tub. With riding crop in hand, he eased himself into the water and turned the magazine to Hermione’s page. He whipped himself some more as he stroked faster, grunting in time with his hand. His eyes glued on Hermione as he rocked himself back and forth sensing his climaxing approaching fast. He cried out as he came in the water. As he calmed himself down, he thought he heard a, “Lucius, are you in here?”
Lucius smirked. His planning had paid off and his secret was safe as he rose out of the water to hide the magazine and his riding crop. He quickly put on a robe and went to greet Narcissa.