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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Luna_Lovegood/Yaxley
  Character:
      Yaxley_(Harry_Potter), Luna_Lovegood
  Additional Tags:
      Dubious_Consent, Rape/Non-con_Elements, Sad_Ending
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-04-23 Words: 9003
****** Heart's obsession ******
by imera
Summary
     Yaxley liked his women a special way, but there was something special
     with her, something that changed him.
Notes
     This was written in 2013 for a fic exchange over at hp_beholder @
     insanejournal. The recipient was Selmak, who had me as her recipient
     (I received an awesome fic from her, which made me feel like I didn't
     give her something as awesome)
Yaxley wasn’t the kind of man who liked his women to look like small girls; he
liked them curvy, big breasts and something he could hold onto as he thrust
into them, used their bodies until he was satisfied.
She was nothing like the previous women, but she was the only one that fit the
criteria; pureblood, pretty and a prisoner. He could do without the last two if
it was needed, but as long as there was someone who was all those things, he
would have them.
She was pretty, her hair falling in front of her face, looking innocent as she
sat at the end of the table, carefully cutting through her dinner. As a test,
he wanted to see how she behaved around him, and so far he was pleased. The
times he asked her to do things, like hand him the salt, pour him wine, or
simply to wait, she did. Pleased about her actions, he decided to have her that
night.
He ordered a Death Eater to bring her to his room before he returned that night
and tell her to shower and dress in whatever lay on the chair in the bathroom.
He had business to attend to and couldn’t be home until later, and because he
had been without a woman for longer than he wished to admit, he needed her.
When he was released from the Dark Lord’s meeting, he could barely wait before
returning home. The Death Eater stood outside his room, just as Yaxley ordered,
making sure she couldn’t escape. “You’re dismissed,” Yaxley told him, ignoring
him as he entered his room.
The room was dark, lights dimmed to a level where he almost had to struggle in
order to see. With his wand, he lit the candles. The flickering light cast a
glow on the room, and he could see the girl.
“How was the shower?” he asked. Removing his outer jacket, he walked closer to
her. She was sitting by his desk, staring out of the window. The nightgown he
picked for her fit almost perfectly. He did like them slightly more curvaceous
and older, but she wasn’t bad.
“Good,” she answered, her voice tired.
The first time was always a little awkward, even for him, but that didn’t mean
he would waste time trying to sweet talk her, especially since none of the
women would ever willingly enter his bed. He grabbed her hand, pulled her up
from the chair and lead her over to his bed. She didn’t protest, but he knew by
the way she avoided looking at him that she wasn’t comfortable.
In the nightgown she was breathless. The green silk against her pale skin
looked delicious, and while she had less forms than he liked, he still felt his
cock harden in his trousers.
Unable to stay away, Yaxley leaned down and kissed the girl’s shoulder. Her
hair smelled of roses and exotic fruit, just like he wanted it to. Only when he
cupped one of her breasts she reacted, gasping for breath.
He didn’t know how long he could stay away from her, so he turned her around.
“Undress me,” he ordered.
She continued to avoid looking into his eyes as she obediently unbuttoned his
vest, her small and delicate fingers slowly working their way down his chest.
Once it was off, she removed his tie, then his shirt. His body wasn’t what it
used to be, he knew that, but he still looked good for his age. When she was
done undressing his torso, she slowly reached for his trousers, but she stopped
and looked up, into his eyes. It looked like she sought approval to continue,
which he gave her in the form of a nod. She returned her attention to his
bottom, undoing his trousers.
She was calm as she pushed down his trousers, but the blush on her cheeks, her
breath, and the way she gasped told him otherwise. When his trousers were off,
Luna reached for his boxers but Yaxley stopped her.
He didn’t say anything, simply pulled her into his arms. He locked his lips
with hers, pushing his tongue into her mouth without a warning. Instinctively
she tried to pull away, but stopped fighting and let him use her as he wished.
He returned his hand to her breast, squeezing it lightly through the thin
fabric. Her nipples hardened under his touch, something that pleased him. He
pinched the nipple between two of his fingers, making her moan into his mouth,
something that turned him on even more.
His other hand travelled down to her arse, loving the shape and firmness and
rubbed. She didn’t move away, but the way her muscles tightened under his touch
was enough for him to know she was slightly frightened. He could simply take
her without caring about her, he could probably even torture her, or kill her
without anyone caring, at least not the group he was a part of, but he didn’t
want to rape someone if he could avoid it.
Slowly he moved her closer to the bed, laying her down before positioning
himself next to her. Her nipples showed through her dress, teasing him until he
couldn’t help himself and bit one of them. She gasped loudly and tried to move
away, but didn’t get very far with her nipple between his teeth.
Releasing her nipple, a wet stain surrounding the still hard nipple, he moved
his hand down her legs until he found the edge of the dress. Slowly he caressed
her inner thighs moving them up until he reached the cave between her legs.
Yaxley realised she wasn’t as wet as he hoped for, but it didn’t stop him from
pushing a finger into her. Slowly he twirled his finger inside her, searching
for the perfect spot that would make her betray herself. She was tight, but
slowly loosened up as he continued to play, slowly fucking her with his fingers
until his fingers were wet.
He knew he had found the spot when a moan escaped her lips; it was a moan
filled with pleasure. “Yes, give yourself to pleasure, it will be easier for
you.” Those who accepted their situation had a better experience with him than
those who didn’t, mostly because he would be get tired of their will to fight
and use his power to take what he wanted.
Luna was like the other women who accepted their fate, but at the same time,
she wasn’t. He tried to see what made her different, but was distracted by the
wetness between her legs. His cock hardened, making his decision to play with
her a while longer difficult. Her breath became louder as she fisted the
mattress, pushing herself against his fingers. That was what sent him tumbling
over the edge where he had no self control anymore. Unable to stop himself, he
pushed his boxers off and crawled on top of her.
Laying under him with the lights dimmed, she looked older than she was, which
made it even harder for him to hold back. He lifted the nightgown until it
rested against her belly, exposing her legs and the welcoming entrance.
Only when he was entering her did he realise just how tight she was, and a part
of him wanted to go slowly since he didn’t want to hurt someone who was pure
blooded, unless they asked for it by refusing him. Moving slightly above her,
positioning himself so once he was fully inside he could easily move, he saw
the hard nipples under the thin layer of silk fabric. A rush of excitement
passed through him as the nipples tempted him. He tried to wait til he was
fully inside before reaching for the nipples, but it’d been so long since last
time, and he wanted to do everything at once.
It wasn’t long till he was buried in her, and he could bite that nipple between
his teeth again. This time he pulled her slightly up so it would be easier for
him to taste her breasts. Wanting more of her breasts, he pulled the dress
until one of the breasts was free. Quickly he took her nipple between his
teeth, this time sucking until it fully hardened, and her fingernails dug into
his arm.
Her body arched when he pulled his cock out and thrusted it back into her,
harder for each thrust until he was pushing her up the bed. In the beginning
she didn’t respond to him, but as he continued, she opened up, allowing sounds
to escape her delicate throat, allowing herself to touch him, to dig her
fingers into his skin every time she liked it.
There were those who took his advice, and accepted their fate like Luna just
did, but she was still something special about her. The way she moved, the way
she reacted, and the way she urged him to go faster, moving herself in order
for their thrusting to go more smoothly, it was different from all the others.
Another thing that was also completely different, was that she orgasmed before
he did, which had never happened before.
Her nails dug into his arm, her body arched beneath him, and she moaned and
gasped loudly. Seeing the way she reacted, and feeling her tighten around his
cock, was more than he could take before losing his control and he came inside
her.
Breathless, exhausted and satisfied, he dropped down on the bed next to her.
His skin was damp, and his hair was no longer pulled back in the perfect
ponytail; she was the same, her skin moist, and her hair tousled. She wasn’t
looking at him, something that didn’t surprise him, but her hand still rested
on his arm. Nobody had ever stayed close to him after he used them; they
couldn’t wait to pull away, to be returned to their cells, but Luna didn’t seem
to want that. “Did you enjoy it?” he asked, not really used to pillow talk.
“Yes,” she answered, slowly rubbing the tips of her fingers against his skin,
sending a pleasant shiver through his body.
“And you came?” he continued, wanting to be certain he hadn’t made it up in his
mind.
This time she nodded and smiled softly. There was something different with her,
he knew it. Rolling over on his back, he stared up at the ceiling. He thought
about the sex he just had, and about Luna, and wondered how many times he could
have her before he grew tired of her.
As his breath returned to normal, he got up from the bed and put on a robe. He
took one last look at where she was laying, the nightgown around her waist,
revealing her most private parts, one breast still exposed. “Take a robe from
the closet, and leave,” he ordered in a calm voice. She stared at him a few
seconds before obeying. As he poured himself a drink he heard the door open,
before closing behind her; he was alone again.
He didn’t go to sleep until late that night; he was preoccupied thinking about
what just happened, how she reacted, and how much he wanted to call for her
again that same night. Sadly, he was no longer the young stallion he once was,
and unless he took potions, which he absolutely refused to, he wouldn’t be able
to come more than once every night.
-
The next day he woke up as he always did, but the morning wasn’t like the
previous one. The first thing he did was not to place his feet on the cold
stone floor as he normally did; instead he pushed his nose into the pillow
where her head lay and smelled her scent. The faint smell of the shampoo filled
his nostrils, sending a rush of memories through his mind. It would take
another few minutes before he realised just how stupid it was and push himself
out of the bed.
He managed to keep her out of his mind most of the day, except for when someone
asked him what his plans for the day were. He didn’t give them any straight
answer since his plans were private, especially when they concerned his sexual
life. Giving them an answer wasn’t difficult, but gaining control over his body
that threatened to show others just what he was thinking about was much harder
as their question brought back memories of Luna laying under him.
He’d been with her once, and already he couldn’t get her out of his mind, which
was not something he was used to. Luckily there was no Death Eater meeting that
night so he could send an owl to the guards of her cell to take her to his room
as soon as possible so she could shower before he got there. A nightgown was
already waiting for her since he was quite certain he’d see her again, and
soon.
The guard that was standing outside his bedroom door, as ordered, moved only
when Yaxley opened the door to his room. His bedroom had several security
spells, as well as silencing spells so the guard wouldn’t hear anything, but
Yaxley didn’t like the thought of a man standing right outside his door while
he was enjoying himself.
The lights in the room were dimmed, but he could still see her, sitting in the
same place as the night before, this time wearing a green nightgown that
reached her knees. Quickly he removed some of his clothes, then he walked over
to her side, placing a hand on her shoulder.
She sat completely still a few seconds before moving her hand on his, making
his lust harder to control. “Come,” he said and watched her as she stood and
followed him to the bed. The nightgown she had on that night was not as fitting
as the one before, but just as exciting. Luna was just about to climb up on the
bed when Yaxley grabbed her hips and pulled her into his own body, pressing his
hard cock against her back, kissing her shoulder, neck and jaw.
Her head rolled back against his shoulder, her chest pushing out, breasts
pressing against the thin fabric of the nightgown. Yaxley grabbed her breasts
and pinched her nipples. The reaction he got out of her excited him further
until he couldn’t stop himself and reached between her legs, pushing a finger
into her wet cave. She moaned and arched her back, pressing her arse against
his hard cock.
Twisting her around, he pushed her on the bed and lifted her legs. He couldn’t
wait to taste her as he sat down between her legs and pressed his mouth against
her wet entrance, tasting, licking and fucking her with his tongue. Her
reactions pleased him, as well as surprised him. He expected to hear her moan,
but he did not expect her hand on his head, guiding his head around, making him
move according to her wishes.
After some time passed Yaxley stopped and moved up on top of her, kissing her
passionately until they were both out of breath. Wanting her more than before,
he rose and quickly undressed. Naked, he pulled her higher on the bed before
positioning his cock between her legs, pushing into her tight entrance until he
was buried deep inside her.
She didn’t try to hide just how much she liked it, her arms wrapping around his
shoulders. Yaxley thrusted his cock into her, loving the way her body reacted
to the force, her breasts under the fabric bouncing up and down, and her hair
floating around her head. He felt her legs open slightly more before they
wrapped around his hips, pulling him closer to her. Willing to give her just
what she wanted, he gripped her shoulders and fucked her faster and harder
until her hair whipped his face. When he tried to look at her she was a blur
beneath him, so he closed his eyes and continued fucking her.
His skin was damp and he was getting tired, but he didn’t want it to end, not
until she had come. He wouldn’t have to hold himself for long as she came
within the next five seconds, her nails digging into his skin as her mouth
opened and she screamed out in ecstasy. Pulling her closer, he moaned as his
own orgasm grabbed a hold of him. The intensity of his pleasure was beyond what
he was used to, and once it had faded away, he crashed against the bed next to
Luna.
Like the previous night her hand rested on him, and unlike the last time, he
reached for her as well. His fingers travelled over her soft skin to her
breasts where he found her still hard nipple. Luna gasped as he lightly pinched
it, which made him smile. Yaxley continued to touch her body for thirty minutes
before he had to go to get up from the bed to go to the bathroom. “I think you
should leave,” he said as he pulled himself away from her. She didn’t say
anything, simply moved off the bed and over to fetch a robe.
When he returned from the bathroom his room was quiet. They’d only been
together two nights, but his room felt strangely empty.
-
The next time he ordered the guards to bring her to him was two nights later.
The Dark Lord gave him an assignment he couldn’t ignore, no matter how much he
wished to reject it.
Because he hadn’t been home there was no nightgown waiting for Luna, so he was
curious to what she would do.
The lights in his bedroom was dimmed as usual, but she was not sitting in the
chair as usual. Instead he located her in the bed, her naked back turned
against him as she faced the opposite wall. His body heat increased and cock
hardened until his trousers felt too tight.
Yaxley closed the door behind him and walked over to the bed, undressing on his
way until he stood next to the bed, completely naked. Luna turned around when
he crawled on the bed, her eyes as big as always. She smiled before reaching
for his arm, caressing his skin and pulled him closer to her naked body. He
didn’t mind her eagerness and let her pull him over her, opening her legs for
him to easily enter her with his fingers.
When he was pleased with how wet she had become, as well as pleased with her
reaction, Yaxley positioned his own prick between her legs.
As like the previous night's, her reactions were magnificent. He tried his
hardest to hold himself, but felt his orgasm get closer. If the woman was
anyone else he wouldn’t care, but he wanted Luna to feel the same pleasure. He
closed his eyes and tried to think of something else, hoping she was close
because he didn’t know how long he could last.
It turned out to be just above a minute before Luna came. Her orgasm wasn’t
over before Yaxley released himself and came inside her, his fingers digging
into the mattress as his orgasm sucked all the energy out of him.
Laying next to her after their orgasms, he buried his face in her hair, loving
the softness against his skin. Her fingers caressed his back, sending shivers
through his exhausted body.
A few minutes later he needed to release himself, so he sat up on the bed and
walked towards the bathroom, not embarrassed over his own body, even if it
wasn’t as nice looking as it once used to be.
When he returned from the bathroom, he realised he was alone again. He was
slightly confused to why she was gone, until he remembered the order he gave
her last time. He wished she hadn’t left, but knew it was for the best; he
wasn’t good with sleepovers.
-
The next day he called on her like before; this time there was nightgown
prepared for her. He knew owning nightgowns was strange, but because the only
times he had any female company was when there was a prisoner that fitted his
list, since he wanted them to be dressed in something besides the clothes they
wore when they were captured, he needed the nightgowns.
Unable to wait, he almost jogged to his bedroom, the guard moving away as he
reached his door. What he saw inside his bedroom surprised him. Luna sat on the
edge of his bed, facing the door, completely naked. He wanted to ask why she
wasn’t wearing the pink lace nightgown he picked, but decided he didn’t care,
not when his cock started throbbing and his mouth watered over, and all he
wanted to do was to feel her body against his.
Almost everything that happened afterwards was like the previous nights; he
made her wet, then fucked her until she came before he would come deep inside
her, his arms wrapped around her. Everything that normally happened did, but
there was still a difference. As she came, she somehow got her hand on his
ponytail and pulled it until Yaxley groaned from the pain in his scalp as well
as the pleasure of fucking her. He thought for a second it would ruin his
orgasm, but instead of ending the pleasure, it increased his desire, as well as
the power of his orgasm.
Exhausted from another orgasm, he fell down on top of her, rolling off when he
remembered he was heavy.
Like before she caressed his body, making his skin prickle beneath her fingers.
He closed his eyes and enjoyed the soft touch, not wanting it to stop, but knew
it had to. Maybe he’d let her stay the night if he didn’t have another
assignment out of the country the next day.
“I won’t be here tomorrow,” he said, wanting to let her know the reason why he
wouldn’t call on her, not that it mattered since she was a prisoner. Luna
didn’t reply, instead she smiled and kissed his shoulder. Pulling her closer,
he enjoyed the last minutes with her before sending her back to her cell.
-
Leaving the country after the wonderful night he shared with Luna was
difficult, but he didn’t have a choice. As he strolled through the streets of
Belgium, after a long and stressful meeting, he came across someone who was
selling chocolate. Stopping, he thought about Luna, and wondered if she liked
chocolate. It was unorthodox of him to buy chocolate for a prisoner he was
fucking, but he wanted to do something nice for her, not that he believed she
expected anything.
That was why the next day he had a box of chocolate in his wizard robe pocket
as he stood outside his room. Entering the room, he was pleasantly surprised to
see her laying on top of the duvet, naked. “Are you having a good evening?” he
asked, slightly nervous about the box in his pocket; what if she hated
chocolate, or thought he was an old foolish man for buying it?
“Yes,” she answered and smiling sweetly.
Feeling surprisingly nervous, he sat down on the corner of the bed, his eyes
travelling over her young and youthful body. He pulled his eyes away from her
beautiful body a second in order to find the box; he pulled it out and lay it
between them on the bed. “I don’t know if you like chocolate, but I wanted to
buy this for you,” he admitted, hating the pathetic feeling that washed over
him.
“I like chocolate,” she said and moved closer to the box, laying in a certain
way so that her naked body tempted him. Opening the box, she picked one of
chocolates and sensually placed it inside her mouth before she closed her eyes
and moaned lightly.
Yaxley watched her as she took another chocolate, this time slowly licking her
fingers. He wondered how it would be to have someone suck his cock. He never
dared to force any woman to do it, fearing they’d try to bite his cock, even if
he threatened them. The idea of trying oral had to wait til later because he
wanted to fuck her instead. Moving the box to the nightstand, he pushed her
naked body into the bed and kissed her deeply. She returned the kiss, her mouth
tasting of chocolate and rum, two things Yaxley liked a lot.
Ending the kiss, Yaxley started to unbutton his vest. However, he was stopped
by Luna, who decided to straddle his lap, completely naked, to undress him
herself. Yaxley stared at her, somewhat shocked, but pleased. It was like their
first day again, only more erotic since she didn’t simply undress him, she
kissed his neck, his chest and his mouth, making him feel wanted, something he
hadn’t felt in a long time.
Maybe that was why he couldn’t get her out of his mind, because she wanted him.
In less than seven days she’d manage to make him obsessed with her, something
that never happened with him.
When his shirt was off, she climbed off his lap and opened his trousers. He
watched her work, her blonde hair softly floating in front of her face like in
a dream. He wanted to reach down and pull the hair to the side so he could see
her face, but she was done before he could even move an inch.
That night did not go as he thought, not when she guided him to the bed, and
almost forced him to lie down first as she straddled his lap, his hard cock
resting between them. He wasn’t used to a woman in charge, not sexually anyway,
so he was taken by surprise, but in a good way.
“What’s this?” he asked in the most sensual way he could.
“I want to try something new, not that there is anything wrong with how we did
things before, that is really amazing as well.” She smiled softly as she
grabbed his cock, surprising him even more. “I want to try something new that I
hope you’ll like.” He thought she meant the hand job, which was really nice,
but it was not her intentional plan as she rose up on her knees and positioned
his cock between her legs.
The position made everything different, and he loved it. His head rolled back
and he closed his eyes, a moan escaping his throat. His hands automatically
moved to her hips, forcing her to move. Her hands moved to his his shoulders,
holding on as she rolled her hips, fucking him faster.
He wanted to give her orders, to tell her how to move, but since he knew he’d
come either way, he concentrated on the wonderful feeling of being fucked.
Opening his eyes, he saw something he hadn’t seen in a long time, breasts
bouncing up and down without him doing almost anything. He wanted her to
continue fucking him, but her breasts were too tempting. Pulling her closer, he
grabbed one breast in his mouth, biting the nipple softly before sucking it
into his mouth and using his tongue to play with it. She moaned and arched her
body, one hand moving behind his head, grabbing his ponytail again.
When she arched her body and groaned, Yaxley feared she’d try to pull him off,
but all she did was hold onto him as he continued to bite her breast. “Harder,”
she moaned. He was uncertain if it was a good idea, but wasn’t about to protest
and obeyed. The cry that escaped her throat was so erotic that he wasn’t able
to hold back his own moan. “I’m so close,” she said, a few seconds before she
came. Her fingers dug into his hair, and she pulled his head closer, almost
choking him. He thought it would destroy the sexual experience, but he was
mistaken like before as he came harder than previously.
She let her body fall against his chest, his cock still inside her. Yaxley
wrapped his arms around her waist, never wanting to release her, but did anyway
when their temperature dropped and he started to feel cold, even with her warm
body pressing against his.
Luna seemed to think that was the cue and rolled off the bed, wrapping a robe
around her naked body and walked towards the door. He could have stopped her,
tell her he wanted her next to him that night, but he didn’t, he was too
scared. Instead he watched her leave, telling him good night before closing the
door behind herself.
Alone again, he grunted and hid his face in his hands, hating that he wasn’t
able to tell her what he really wanted, to have her next to him as he slept.
Closing the box of chocolates, he walked into the bathroom and prepared for
bed.
-
The next week passed in the same way; she was waiting for him, tasting of
chocolate as they kissed since she had eaten two before he arrived, and then
she undressed and fucked him. She would either pull his ponytail, press his
hands against the headboard, or push his mouth against her breasts, tell him to
bite harder or even slap her breasts. Yaxley loved everything she did, but he
still hadn’t asked her to stay the night.
They continued like that a week before she did something that surprised him so
much that he wouldn’t want to let her go again, something that would give him
more pleasure than before.
The day began as normal; he went to work, and returned late at night to find
Luna waiting naked on his bed. Luna started undressing him as soon as he stood
next to the bed, letting his clothes fall on the floor. He hadn’t noticed what
she had done to the bed, not until it was too late.
“I have a special surprise for you today,” she said, catching his interest.
“And what might that be?” he asked, curious. She looked at him and smiled,
refusing to tell him.
When he saw the fabric tied around the bedposts he knew what she planned. The
first thought that passed through his mind was that it was a bad idea, but then
remembered it was Luna, and she wouldn’t tie him up and try to escape, she
wasn’t that stupid.
“Do you trust me?” she asked, still smiling. Yaxley nodded. He did trust her,
but his Slytherin side, as well as Death Eater side, wanted him to worry about
what she might do. Luckily, the bonds were not as tight as they could have
been, and he could easily escape if needed. At first he thought she just didn’t
think they needed to be tighter, but if he knew her right, she made them loose
on purpose.
Never having experienced a woman in charge, because he was afraid to let
someone he didn’t trust be in charge, and also because he never thought it was
something he’d actually enjoy, Yaxley wasn’t sure what to expect. She rubbed
herself against his cock, her fingers caressed his chest, moving through the
little chest hair. Twisting her fingers, her nails made contact with his skin
and scraped down his chest, making him gasp. She stared at him, smiling softly
while continuing playing with her nails against his chest.
“I wish we had some whipped cream, or chocolate sauce, then I would lick it off
your chest.” Yaxley swallowed hard as he imagined Luna’s tongue across him. He
was about to open his mouth to say something, but in that exact moment she
grabbed his cock and guided it inside her. From then on he had no control over
the situation, and he found that he didn’t even want it, not when she took such
good care of him.
In the beginning she moved slowly, her breasts barely bouncing, her hair
floating softly between them. The motion increased a few seconds later, her
hands holding onto his shoulders for support. Everything after that was sort of
a blur for Yaxley, the combination of someone else controlling him was beyond
what he could imagine, and she was extremely good at it.
Yaxley heard Luna speak, but he was unable to hear the words as he struggled to
hold himself from premature ejaculation. He wished his hands were free so he
could touch her, the wonderful breasts, her soft skin, and even her lovely
hair, but at the same time he loved being tied up as someone else was in
control.
He thought he had experienced strong and mind blowing orgasms before, but he
was positively sure that when he came a few minutes later after a battle with
himself that was doomed from the beginning, he couldn’t remember the last time
he had such a powerful orgasm.
His eyes rolled back into his head, his breath was caught in his throat, mind
blank from the level of pleasure. He was in a strange place, limbo between
reality and a dream.
Luna’s forehead was resting on his shoulder, her breath heavy, looking as
exhausted as he felt. “That was amazing,” he admitted. It wasn’t right that
she, as a prisoner, should have such power over him, but if he hadn’t let her,
he would never have experienced just how good he could feel.
“I hoped you’d like it,” she said, placing soft kisses on his shoulders before
reaching for his mouth where she kissed him deeply.
When they parted, he looked at her, slightly confused. She seemed to be happy,
something he couldn’t fully grasp as she was still a prisoner and used for sex.
“I don’t understand how you enjoy being used like this, by a Death Eater.”
Yaxley knew well why she was a prisoner; it was because her father sided with
Harry Potter. It wasn’t her crime, but she was his daughter, and could very
much be a part of the Order if they allowed kids to become members.
“There is no shame in enjoying your own sexuality, even if it is during a
strange situation like this. I simply let go and try to enjoy everything that
happens.” She ended her confession with another sweet smile, that almost didn’t
fit the scene where his cock was still inside her.
“What would people say, if they found out you enjoy being with a Death Eater?”
he asked, smirking slightly at the thought of her friends turning away from her
because she was tainted. It wasn’t the thought that she would be an outcast
that excited him, it was the thought that she might turn on her own friends for
him that made him happy.
“I don’t see why I should care about others’ opinions, I haven’t so far, and
I’m not going to start now.” She was completely different than what he was used
to, and he liked it.
Yaxley wished he could he could wrap his arms around her and kiss her deeply,
but his wrists were still bound to the headboard. “Kiss me,” he demanded.
Without a pause, she leaned down and kissed him deeply.
They continued to kiss and play for longer than Yaxley liked to admit. He
wished he could say he didn’t enjoy the cuddling, but he did. Normally he never
found pleasure in cuddling, but like everything else, he found he enjoyed it as
long as Luna was there.
That night didn’t end as Yaxley believed it would. After they cuddled and
relaxed, Luna did something that surprised him, again. She grabbed his cock and
started stroking. He wanted to tell her it was too soon, but struggled to speak
as his cock hardened in her grip. Eventually it became so hard that she could
once again sit on it and ride him. He wasn’t sure if he could come again; he
very much doubted it, but because he found it enjoyable to stay with her, he
didn’t want it to end.
It took longer before he reached the same level of erection as before, but Luna
didn’t give up and continued until he was panting under her. His hands, that
were now free, grabbed her hips and tried to help her by giving her the extra
push, hoping to make it easier for her, and at the same time bringing him
closer to his orgasm. “Just like this,” he said when he found the position that
made it more pleasurable for him.
He wasn’t as young as he used to be so it took him longer to reach a second
orgasm, something he strongly believed he would never be able to do without the
help of a potion. Fortunately for him it took longer time for Luna as well,
which was perfect since it normally took them about the same amount of time to
come. He was the first to come, his fingers digging into her hips until the
orgasm finally released him. As his orgasm came to an end, hers just began.
Grabbing his hands, she placed them on her breasts, and he squeezed.
Eventually her orgams ended and she crashed against his chest like before, her
arms wrapped around his neck. Yaxley’s hands caressed her back, slowly
massaging the scalp of her head, simply enjoying her body against his.
“I’m getting tired,” he said, trying to hold back a yawn as he thought about
sleep.
“Then I’ll go,” she replied, rolling off him.
Without thinking, Yaxley grabbed her wrist and pulled her close. “I don’t want
you to leave, I want you here with me, all night,” he confessed, pulling her
into a deep kiss. Because it was Friday, and he had nothing special planned the
next day, Yaxley thought it was the perfect night they could spend together.
“The thought of anyone else laying a finger on you makes me sick, and angry; I
don’t want you to leave, ever.” She smiled softly but didn’t speak, which
slightly worried him. “If I could, I’d take you and run away with you, far
away.” He pulled her into another deep kiss which she replied to by kissing him
back.
Right before they went to sleep, Yaxley walked over to his door and opened it,
telling the guard that his service was no longer needed and he could leave that
night. The guard looked at Yaxley, confused, but accepted the order and left.
“There, he won’t bother us anymore,” Yaxley said and lay down next to Luna,
pulling her into his embrace. With her safely between his arms, they closed
their eyes and went to sleep.
-
Yaxley was slightly worried that when he woke up the next morning, Luna would
be gone, that she would use that as an opportunity and escape. So when he
opened his eyes and saw that she still lay next to him, he took a deep breath
before releasing it with a twisted smile on his lips. He reached for the hair
strands that crossed her face and moved them aside so he could see her face
better; she was special.
Getting up, Yaxley put his robe on and left his bedroom. Down in his living
room, he called on his house elf and gave him his breakfast orders. Only then
did he realised he didn’t know what she liked, but knowing her, he doubted she
would refuse anything he’d offer. When breakfast was ready, and Luna had still
not showed up, Yaxley went up to his bedroom to see if anything was wrong.
She was sitting in front of the window, dressed in one of the robes she used
before. “Aren’t you coming for breakfast?” he asked.
Luna turned around and smiled. “I didn’t think I was allowed to leave this
room,” she said. Yaxley had left the door slightly ajar, thinking she would
know that he wanted her to come down when she woke up; apparently she didn’t
understand the way he thought.
“Breakfast is ready, why don’t you join me?” he asked nicely, knowing she would
accept even if he ordered her.
It was a perfect and calm Saturday morning, and after they finished their
breakfast, Yaxley couldn’t help himself and pulled her into the living room
where he fucked her against the sofa, their robes piled on the floor next to
them. It was a great beginning of the day.
Sunday was almost just as perfect; they ate, had sex, and then repeated it
another two times before it was time for bed again. He’d never believe he’d be
able to fuck that many times in one day and still come, not without the help of
potions, so it was a pleasant surprise.
Eventually Monday came, and he woke up early to get ready for work. The guard
returned that day, prepared to take her back to her cell. “I decided she should
stay in my room,” Yaxley told him, his voice rougher than normal from all the
moaning and kissing he had done that weekend, as well as chatting.
“But, you’ve had her three days, and I’m supposed to take her back each night,
and if I’m not mistaken you’re going to work today,” he said, looking nervously
between Yaxley and the house.
Yaxley couldn’t help the jealousy that boiled up in him at that point, and he
wondered if the reason she was to be taken back each day was because she was
lent out to others. “How many, besides me, have had her?” Yaxley asked in a
dangerous tone.
“Nobody,” the guard said, looking like he wanted to back away from Yaxley,
which he did when Yaxley silently stared at him a few seconds.
“You better tell the truth, because if I find out you’ve lied, you’ll pay with
your life, is that understood?” The guard nodded, and ran as soon as Yaxley
permitted him to go.
Yaxley wished he could trust the guard told him the truth, but because he knew
many guards were dirty and lied, he wouldn’t fully trust he’d tell the truth.
He thought about asking Luna, but because he didn’t want to destroy the strange
relationship they had, he kept his mouth shut.
“I have to go to work, and I have a meeting right after, so I won’t return
until later today. I’ve ordered my house elf to feed you when you want, and you
may use all the rooms in the house, but don’t leave.” She nodded and smiled.
They shared a deep kiss before he left, hoping she’d not leave the house,
because he ordered his elf to lock her in the cellar if she did.
-
Yaxley tried his best to concentrate on work, as well as the meeting that day,
but it was difficult when his memories constantly reminded him about Luna naked
in his bed, in his living room, bathroom and even dining room. He couldn’t
remember if he had anything special planned that weekend, but after the amazing
weekend he did have, nothing compared.
He made it through that day and was finally allowed to go home, where he found
Luna sitting in the living room with a book. He thought of taking her upstairs
to his bedroom, but he wanted her at once. Throwing the book across the room,
Yaxley pulled her into a kiss before he pressed her body against the chair,
unable to hold himself for long.
The next day continued in the same way; he went to work, had a meeting with the
Dark Lord, and then went home where he could relieve himself in Luna.
The guard came back that evening, trying to tell Yaxley his orders were to
bring Luna back to the prison that day. Yaxley couldn’t hold back his anger,
and if Luna wasn’t inside his home he would have. If she wasn’t there, he
wouldn’t care if killing another Death Eater would mean he’d be in trouble; she
was worth it. The guard was allowed to leave with a warning, that if he
returned, his head would be sent as a gift to Nagini.
Yaxley wanted to believe he was able to part his private life from his
professional one, but it became harder to do so as the days passed. He wished
he could spend another amazing weekend with Luna, but the Dark Lord decided he
needed to take a trip out of the country to try and convince some high nobles
to join their side. “Can I have your promise that you won’t try to escape?” he
asked Luna, not wanting to send her back to the prison only because he’d be
gone a night.
“I promise,” she said, which was all he needed. He thought of asking for a
guard to watch the house, but she had not tried to escape so far, so he was
sure she wouldn’t try it while he was gone a whole night.
Returning home the next day, he was tired and annoyed. His assignment had not
gone as planned, which didn’t please the Dark Lord. He knew he’d be punished,
and if the Dark Lord wasn’t occupied with some other plans, he’d punish him
right then. Luckily, the Dark Lord decided to wait til the Monday meeting
before punishing Yaxley, which meant Yaxley could spend the remaining Saturday
and Sunday with Luna.
His punishment was simply more tasks, which would have been fine, if his mind
wasn’t constantly occupied thinking about Luna. Unable to concentrate on his
tasks, he continued to fail, earning himself even more assignments until he
didn’t know if he’d ever be able to have more than a few hours each night with
Luna.
It was during one of those days when everything seemed to go horribly wrong
that the Dark Lord asked him to stay after a meeting. All Yaxley wanted was to
return home where he knew Luna was waiting for him, and would tell him that it
would all be well in the end, but because he couldn’t refuse the Dark Lord, he
waited.
“I’ve noticed you’re doing less than well lately on your assignments, care to
tell me why you’re so unfocused?” It was the kind of question the Dark Lord
would ask Lucius, not him; he always worked hard and did well, he shouldn’t be
doubted.
“No, my Lord,” Yaxley replied.
“Really? So you mean to say that you’ve gone from being one of my best Death
Eaters to being someone even less worthy than a half blood in less than a
month; is it merely a coincidence or do you think it has something to do with
the blood traitor you’re keeping in your home?”
Yaxley was no fool, he knew when he was caught and shouldn’t lie. “My Lord, I
admit she might have been a distraction, at first, but I believe everything
will be better from now on.” It had to, because the Dark Lord did not accept
failure.
“I know things will be better, because I’ve taken it upon myself to have her
relocated somewhere you won’t find her.”
A cold feeling passed through Yaxley; he hadn’t expected the Dark Lord to know
exactly what happened in his life. Yaxley wanted to protest, even beg if it
would mean that Luna would still be his. He wanted to do so much, but he did
nothing, not while he was in the presence of the Dark Lord.
“I might return her to you, only if you improve, is that understood?” Yaxley
had no other choice but to accept, and he wasn’t a fool that would question the
Dark Lord to his face.
As soon as he was released, and outside Malfoy manor, Yaxley hurried back home.
Fear ran through his body as he ran, not knowing what to expect once he reached
his house; if Luna was still safe, or if she was taken. He made sure to use the
best protection available, but Death Eaters could still penetrate his safety
spells if they really wanted to.
He soon realised the best protection wasn’t good enough to hold Death Eaters
out of his house, not when they were determined to fulfill the Dark Lord’s
assignment.
His front door was blasted to shreds, by the looks of it; it took several
spells before they could enter his house. He called out for Luna, and his house
elf, but was met with only silence. The inside of his house was a mess as well,
all the way up to his bedroom. That door was blasted open too; Luna was nowhere
to be seen.
It felt like his heart shattered when he realised she was gone. She was the
one, the woman who had changed him, who made him a better man, or so he
believed. Without her, his life wasn’t the same, it was more or less worthless.
What good was blood purity if she was gone? Yaxley hadn’t realised it before
because none of the other women were worthy to spend more than a few days with
him, but she was.
-
The loss of Luna was hard, but he tried his best to continue his tasks in hope
that the Dark Lord would one day return her to him.
He never lost faith that he’d one day see her again, but he didn’t think the
next time would be during a big fight.
Harry Potter surrendered to save his friends, then was killed by Voldemort.
They thought they had won, but Harry Potter would simply not die. He returned
from death, giving the resistance new hope. Yaxley fought hard, hoping that
once his side won, he’d find Luna again, and then he would run away with her.
When he saw the blonde wavy hair for the first time, he thought he started
seeing things that weren’t there. Only after he defeated an older witch, and
concentrated on the blond haired girl in the distance, did he realise it was
her. She had a wand in her hand, and was fighting another Death Eater. His
whole body ran cold from fear that she’d get harmed.
Yaxley tried to fight his way through the masses of Death Eaters and rebellions
to reach her side before someone killed her. At one point she saw him, but
because she was fighting a Death Eater, she was unable to go to him.
He was almost by her side, and would have reached her if it wasn’t for two
boys, a redhead who could easily be a Weasley, and a dark skinned boy with
dreadlocks who Yaxley didn’t know, who started throwing hexes against him.
Yaxley tried his hardest to beat them, and for a few seconds he believed he
could, but then the two boys pulled a move which he hadn’t expected. Darkness
wrapped itself around him, his attackers were gone from his view, and so was
Luna.
When he woke up again he was bond, and on his way to Azkaban where he knew he’d
await his trial. It wasn’t how things were supposed to end, he hadn’t suffered
to simply to be locked away, alone, without Luna. There was no hope for him, he
knew that; the Dark Lord was gone, nobody would try to rebuild the dark side
now, not while everyone was still suffering from the war.
His trial was short since everyone knew he was on the Dark Lord’s side; it
didn’t surprise him at all. However, what did surprise him was that he could
see Luna amongst the people. She still managed to surprise him, even if they
weren’t together longer. If he could, he’d kiss her one last time since he’d
never have a chance to leave Azkaban.
-
Having accepted that his new life was in Azkaban, he was surprised when the
guard told him he had a visitor. He had no family, or friends. When he saw who
it was, he still didn’t believe it.
“What are you doing here?” he asked as she reached for her hands.
“I wanted to see you,” Luna replied. Yaxley really did believe that once she
was free she’d go back to her life and forget all about him.
“Why would you do something so foolish as that? I’ll never get out of here.”
“That doesn’t mean I don’t want to see you,” she said, pulling him closer in
order to kiss him. Her warm lips felt like heaven against his, and he wished
they weren’t separated by the bars. “I miss you,” she admitted to him, breaking
his heart.
“I miss you too,” he said, wanting to tell her that they’d be able to be
together one day, but knowing it was impossible. He wished his future wasn’t
doomed, but it was, and unless he wanted to be a really horrible man, he should
release her from him, tell her to continue with her life.
It hurt, to think that she might one day find someone who would make her happy,
and give her a life he couldn’t give her, but it was the right way to do it. “I
wish I had taken you and ran when I could, then we’d be together right now.
Unfortunately that will never happen, and since I don’t want you to be with any
other man, it’s the right thing to do, you still have your whole life ahead of
you.”
“I understand,” she sadly said and kissed him. “I will never forget you.”
“And I’ll never forget you either,” he said before pulling her in for another
kiss, not releasing her until the guard told them it was time for her to leave.
As she left, her blonde hair floating around her face, turning his chilled body
warm and excited, he realised he might never see her again. That thought made
destroyed him, broke him down until he lay on the ground, crying until sleep
took a hold of his tired body.
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