Disclaimer: I don't own the characters just borrowing them for my own amusement. Content rated R. Basically, this is total smut. If that offends you stop right here. I see Lucius as being in total control always.
LOSS OF CONTROL
Chapter One
They met at Flourish and Blotts quite by accident. She was there with her friends from work and he with his wife. Gwendolyn Wharton was twenty three and working in a Wizard law office as a legal secretary. He was Lucius Malfoy and everyone knew that.
Gwen's friend Abigail nudged her and said, "Look, its Lucius Malfoy and his wife. My god he's gorgeous up close isn't he?"
Gwen looked across the room to where the tall, blond, exceptionally handsome man and his wife were standing, "Hey, I know her. She used to baby-sit when I was younger. That's Narcissa Black. Let's go talk to her."
Abby grabbed her arm and said, "You can't just go 'talk' to Lucius Malfoy, you must be properly introduced."
"Well then let's get introduced," Gwen said as she started across the floor, leaving Abby behind.
"Narcissa, is that you?" Gwen asked as she walked up to the couple.
The older woman turned and looked toward the voice, and smiled when she recognized the younger woman standing there, "Gwen, how nice to see you, dear. My you have grown since the last time I took care of you." She said warmly, turning to her husband she added, "Lucius, this is Gwendolyn Wharton, I used to baby-sit her many years ago. Gwen, this is my husband, Lucius."
Gwen extended her hand, "Mr. Malfoy, how nice to meet you."
"And you," he said pinning her with his icy blue eyes.
"How is your family, I haven't seen any of them for years," Narcissa asked.
"They are doing very well. Thank you for asking. Mother still speaks so highly of you, I'm sure she'd love to hear from you"
"I will have to get in touch with her, but, what about you, what are you doing with yourself these days, are you working?" The two women started to catch up and never noticed that Lucius moved several steps away from them, but, continued to study the younger woman.
Narcissa and Gwen made plans to meet for lunch one day soon and parted ways. As Gwen was walking out the door with her friends she realized Mr. Malfoy was next to her, "It was so nice to meet you, Mr. Malfoy." She said.
"It was my pleasure," he replied.
"Could have been," Gwen said just loud enough for him to hear as she moved past him. She didn't see the slight smile her comment caused.
They ran into each other twice more in the next few weeks, the first time at a Quiddich match at Hogwarts. Seeing she was alone on her way to her seat Lucius approached her, "Miss Wharton, isn't it? Are you here hoping for a Griffyndor win?"
"Why Mr. Malfoy, I'm surprised that you remembered me. And yes, I'm sure they will win," she replied. "But, Slytherin isn't playing today, who would you be rooting for?"
"I'm just here to see my son, Draco. And why would I not remember such a charming young lady as you?" he asked
"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy, you are much too kind" she said, and then noticing a blond youngster who looked almost identical to Lucius approaching she added, "This must be your son, he looks just like you."
"That he does." Lucius said "I'm taking him to Hogsmeade for lunch so; once again it's been my pleasure."
"Yes," Gwen smiled, "It could have been."
Lucius who had turned to greet Draco, looked back and caught her with his piercing gaze and said, "Maybe next time, hmmm?"
Gwen smiled sweetly and drawled, "There's always that chance."
The second time they ran into each other she thought it might not have been an accident, it was at the bar she and her friends frequented after work on Friday nights, to relax before heading off to differing weekend pursuits. The bar was a bit run down, and filled with a younger crowd, it was also beneath Malfoy standards, and as such Gwen had never seen one of them there. She was sitting at a table with Abby and two other women when she noticed Lucius and another man walking in. Abby grabbed her arm and said, "Gwen, look Lucius Malfoy is here."
Having already made eye contact with him Gwen smiled, "I can see that, Abby, I think I'll have to go say 'hello' since his companion seems to have left him alone while he talks to that man." Gwen walked across the room to the table where Lucius sat. "Well, we meet again, how nice to see you, Mr. Malfoy."
"Miss Wharton, you look quite nice this evening." Lucius replied.
"Thank you, how kind of you to notice," Gwen smiled and then asked, "Will you be attending the Quiddich match between Griffyndor and Slytherin tomorrow?"
"I think not, Slytherin will win hands down, so it will be no contest," he said smugly.
"What makes you so sure of that?"
"My son is the seeker, he can't lose." His reply dripped with Malfoy arrogance.
"Harry Potter is no slouch in the seeking department; I think your son may have a battle on his hands." Gwen said hotly.
"Would you care to make a wager on the outcome?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"What exactly would we bet?" she asked.
"Something we would both hate to lose," he sneered. "Control." He had obviously given some thought to this.
"What do you mean?" Gwen was not someone who gave up control easily, 'what made him choose that' she wondered.
"Whoever wins gets to 'punish' the other, however they choose," he replied.
"Now that sounds very interesting, Mr. Malfoy. Very interesting indeed. All right, you're on," she said, thinking it would be worth almost anything to see him lose control.
"Until tomorrow's game, then." He turned to join the man he had arrived with.
Gwen smiled to herself as she walked back to her friends at their table. As she was sitting down Abby asked, "What was that all about? The two of you looked like you wanted to devour each other.....not that I would mind having him devour me, he is definitely a hottie. How can you be so comfortable talking to him like that, his reputation alone scares me? You act like he's just any other guy."
"He is just any other guy." Gwen said.
Abby looked at her incredulously, "What planet have you been on, Gwen?"
"We made a bet on tomorrow's Quiddich game. I'm not sure if I want to win or lose. Either way someone is going to have a great time paying off that debt," Gwen was still smiling.
"What are you mumbling about?" Abby asked.
"Oh nothing important, nothing at all," Gwen said as she stared off into space. The thought of what she would do to Lucius if she won this bet was filling her mind and making her head spin.
LOSS OF CONTROL
Chapter One
They met at Flourish and Blotts quite by accident. She was there with her friends from work and he with his wife. Gwendolyn Wharton was twenty three and working in a Wizard law office as a legal secretary. He was Lucius Malfoy and everyone knew that.
Gwen's friend Abigail nudged her and said, "Look, its Lucius Malfoy and his wife. My god he's gorgeous up close isn't he?"
Gwen looked across the room to where the tall, blond, exceptionally handsome man and his wife were standing, "Hey, I know her. She used to baby-sit when I was younger. That's Narcissa Black. Let's go talk to her."
Abby grabbed her arm and said, "You can't just go 'talk' to Lucius Malfoy, you must be properly introduced."
"Well then let's get introduced," Gwen said as she started across the floor, leaving Abby behind.
"Narcissa, is that you?" Gwen asked as she walked up to the couple.
The older woman turned and looked toward the voice, and smiled when she recognized the younger woman standing there, "Gwen, how nice to see you, dear. My you have grown since the last time I took care of you." She said warmly, turning to her husband she added, "Lucius, this is Gwendolyn Wharton, I used to baby-sit her many years ago. Gwen, this is my husband, Lucius."
Gwen extended her hand, "Mr. Malfoy, how nice to meet you."
"And you," he said pinning her with his icy blue eyes.
"How is your family, I haven't seen any of them for years," Narcissa asked.
"They are doing very well. Thank you for asking. Mother still speaks so highly of you, I'm sure she'd love to hear from you"
"I will have to get in touch with her, but, what about you, what are you doing with yourself these days, are you working?" The two women started to catch up and never noticed that Lucius moved several steps away from them, but, continued to study the younger woman.
Narcissa and Gwen made plans to meet for lunch one day soon and parted ways. As Gwen was walking out the door with her friends she realized Mr. Malfoy was next to her, "It was so nice to meet you, Mr. Malfoy." She said.
"It was my pleasure," he replied.
"Could have been," Gwen said just loud enough for him to hear as she moved past him. She didn't see the slight smile her comment caused.
They ran into each other twice more in the next few weeks, the first time at a Quiddich match at Hogwarts. Seeing she was alone on her way to her seat Lucius approached her, "Miss Wharton, isn't it? Are you here hoping for a Griffyndor win?"
"Why Mr. Malfoy, I'm surprised that you remembered me. And yes, I'm sure they will win," she replied. "But, Slytherin isn't playing today, who would you be rooting for?"
"I'm just here to see my son, Draco. And why would I not remember such a charming young lady as you?" he asked
"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy, you are much too kind" she said, and then noticing a blond youngster who looked almost identical to Lucius approaching she added, "This must be your son, he looks just like you."
"That he does." Lucius said "I'm taking him to Hogsmeade for lunch so; once again it's been my pleasure."
"Yes," Gwen smiled, "It could have been."
Lucius who had turned to greet Draco, looked back and caught her with his piercing gaze and said, "Maybe next time, hmmm?"
Gwen smiled sweetly and drawled, "There's always that chance."
The second time they ran into each other she thought it might not have been an accident, it was at the bar she and her friends frequented after work on Friday nights, to relax before heading off to differing weekend pursuits. The bar was a bit run down, and filled with a younger crowd, it was also beneath Malfoy standards, and as such Gwen had never seen one of them there. She was sitting at a table with Abby and two other women when she noticed Lucius and another man walking in. Abby grabbed her arm and said, "Gwen, look Lucius Malfoy is here."
Having already made eye contact with him Gwen smiled, "I can see that, Abby, I think I'll have to go say 'hello' since his companion seems to have left him alone while he talks to that man." Gwen walked across the room to the table where Lucius sat. "Well, we meet again, how nice to see you, Mr. Malfoy."
"Miss Wharton, you look quite nice this evening." Lucius replied.
"Thank you, how kind of you to notice," Gwen smiled and then asked, "Will you be attending the Quiddich match between Griffyndor and Slytherin tomorrow?"
"I think not, Slytherin will win hands down, so it will be no contest," he said smugly.
"What makes you so sure of that?"
"My son is the seeker, he can't lose." His reply dripped with Malfoy arrogance.
"Harry Potter is no slouch in the seeking department; I think your son may have a battle on his hands." Gwen said hotly.
"Would you care to make a wager on the outcome?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"What exactly would we bet?" she asked.
"Something we would both hate to lose," he sneered. "Control." He had obviously given some thought to this.
"What do you mean?" Gwen was not someone who gave up control easily, 'what made him choose that' she wondered.
"Whoever wins gets to 'punish' the other, however they choose," he replied.
"Now that sounds very interesting, Mr. Malfoy. Very interesting indeed. All right, you're on," she said, thinking it would be worth almost anything to see him lose control.
"Until tomorrow's game, then." He turned to join the man he had arrived with.
Gwen smiled to herself as she walked back to her friends at their table. As she was sitting down Abby asked, "What was that all about? The two of you looked like you wanted to devour each other.....not that I would mind having him devour me, he is definitely a hottie. How can you be so comfortable talking to him like that, his reputation alone scares me? You act like he's just any other guy."
"He is just any other guy." Gwen said.
Abby looked at her incredulously, "What planet have you been on, Gwen?"
"We made a bet on tomorrow's Quiddich game. I'm not sure if I want to win or lose. Either way someone is going to have a great time paying off that debt," Gwen was still smiling.
"What are you mumbling about?" Abby asked.
"Oh nothing important, nothing at all," Gwen said as she stared off into space. The thought of what she would do to Lucius if she won this bet was filling her mind and making her head spin.