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cissyenthusiast010155 · 5 months
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heyyy!! im back with another idea🤭
with this can you use prompt numbers 31 & 44 with narcissa x reader? like maybe cissy is the readers teacher but can you make it really smutty? like cissy is the dom obviously but you can make this anyway you like🤭🤭
Togetherness Through Hard Times ~Dom!Teacher!Narcissa Malfoy xFem Sub!Student!Reader ~Holiday Bingo
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Summary— Narcissa and Reader comfort each other through a xmas alone. Anon Response— Hi hi @mxmmyviolet !! Of course I can write this, thank you for the request! Hope you Enjoy 💞💞
Previous Bingo <—found here!
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Prompt- Spending X-mas Alone
#31. “What’s the dirtiest thought you’ve had about them/me?”
#44. “That’s right, grind down on me…”
Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, light smut, grinding, teasing, dom/sub relations, fluff, happy endings, etc.
Enjoy (;
It was Christmas morning. Bright and early. And most of the campus was deserted. There were a few straggler students and staff, but most people went home or on vacation for the winter break.
But not you. You were on your way to the library. Spending Christmas on your own.
You entered the vast, multi-story building quietly. It had the same deserted feeling as every other area on campus. You walked directly to the Philosophy section on the second floor.
To your surprise as you entered the section of shelves upon shelves of philosophical books, you saw your Paideia instructor Professor Black.
God was she terribly attractive…
You had thoroughly enjoyed her class on Greek Philosophy last semester, and you had already signed up for her Ethics and Morals Class in the upcoming semester.
She was always wearing something that hugged her curves perfectly. And she had mentioned her being divorced with a kid, the divorce part not helping your mind…
The woman caught your rather long lingering gaze, and she smirked. You had really no choice but to walk over to her.
“Hi Professor Black…!”
“Hello Darling, Narcissa is completely alright when we aren’t in the classroom.” Narcissa purred.
You gulped and nodded.
“Are you spending today alone?” She asked, her face contorting with concern.
You shuffled your feet back and forth.
“Yes” you muttered, kind of ashamed you had nowhere to go for winter break.
“That’s alright, love. I am as well. There is nothing wrong with that. Would you like to join me…?”
You bit your lip and blushed lightly, nodding profusely.
“Yes please”
Narcissa nodded in understanding, motioning you to come over caringly. You gingerly sat next to the woman, shuffling around in the seat anxiously.
“Do I make you nervous, Darling…?” Narcissa chuckled in a teasing manner.
“Maybe…” you squeaked, your face going redder.
Narcissa chuckled again, this time darker, her eyes sparkling with a newfound edge. She placed a hand on your leg, near your knee.
“Is this alright…?”
You nodded bashfully.
“I expect words, Darling.” She commanded.
“Yes Ma’am, I like it…” you whimpered.
Narcissa smirked, slowly moving her hand up your thigh.
“You are adorable…” she purred.
You blushed even harder at your words.
“What’s the dirtiest thought you’ve had about me…?” Narcissa purrs inquisitively, “Tell me your naughtiest fantasies…”
Your breath hitched and you were caught off guard by her question.
“I… I— you fucking me…” you stuttered.
“That’s all…?”
Narcissa quirked an eyebrow at you.
“N-no…”
The woman then grabbed ahold of your hips, swiveling you onto her lap. You gasped, but eagerly started lighting grinding against the professor. Narcissa chuckled once more, halting your grinding, earning a whimper from your lips.
“Use your words…” she ordered.
“D-don’t want to be alone… need to feel w-warm n loved…” you whispered, filling your face with the crook of Narcissa’s neck.
Her hold on your hips relented, letting you start grinding down on her once more.
“That’s right, grind down on me…” Narcissa purred, “Good girl. Let mommy take care of you…”
You whimpered desperately at the woman’s words, nodding fervorously.
“Yes mommy, please mommy…”
“Shhhh, I’ve got you, sweetness…” Narcissa cooed comfortingly.
Her hands helped your hips grind down against her thigh.
Your breathing got increasingly uneven, as you chased your high against the woman’s thigh. Your eyes rolled back and you let out a string of breathy whimpers. Narcissa’s fingers slipped underneath your shirt, getting a burger hold of your figure and more effectively helping you get off on her thigh.
The friction between your panties and your pants against her tensed thigh was delicious and clouding your mind more and more. You let out a particularly breathy and lewd moan.
“M-mommyyy mmmm close…!” You whined.
This woman had melted you into a desperate sex puddle so quickly…
“Just like that, Darling… Cum for mommy.” Narcissa cooed, tensing her thigh even more for your frictional delight.
You huffed and groaned, hunching over and into the woman’s embrace as your first orgasm crashed into you. Narcissa comforted and lead you through your high, holding you close and tight afterwards.
“Such a good girl…” she purred in your ear.
You hummed with delight into the woman’s embrace.
“I’ve got you, love. Neither of us will be spending this Christmas alone.” Narcissa cooed.
“Thank you…” you whispered, nuzzling even further into her.
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Next Holiday Bingo Fic <—Here!!
Narcissa Malfoy nee. Black Masterlist
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gulnarsultan · 1 year
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Can you do Yandere Lucius Malfoy where he take pregnant Mistress reader to live with him not care about what Narcissa and draco think?
"Scenario."
Lucius tells Narcissa and Draco everything in the afternoon. Narcissa had already suspected that her husband had a mistress. Draco gets very angry. Narcissa expresses her resentment. Lucius doesn't care what his wife and son say or think. Not everyone knows how they will feel when Lucius brings your reader to the mansion. Narcissa arrives for help as the reader settles into her room.
"Do you need help ?"
"No thanks. I'm sorry. I didn't want to destroy your family. Lucius forced me into this relationship. I was going away with the babies. But he threatened me to come here."
"I know what kind of man Lucius is. I don't blame you. Maybe we can support each other in this war."
"Thank you for your support."
The two women choose to fight together in this life they do not want and are forced to live.
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bitchyycapricorn · 5 months
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Im here to request Narcissa Malfoy to kinktober!!! You are free to choose the kink but i want some hard smut pleeeease 🥺🥺
Thx Happy October 🎃😚
Sub!Narcissa Malfoy x Dom!Fem!Reader + Praise
-Good Girl-
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AN: Ik this is a later request for kinktober that’s like a month overdue, I was just feeling a little ✨gay✨ (I fucking love women)
Warnings: SMUT BROSKIE!!! wlw, Dom/Sub dynamic, praise kink, punishment kink, fingering, oral (fem rec)
The feeling of Narcissa Malfoy’s body under yours wasn’t new. In fact, it had become a sort or routine since Lucius had been summoned to stand by the Dark Lords side. Since his leave, you often found yourself in her bed, under her covers, between her thighs, all while pressing rough kisses against her soft skin. And even now, your bottom lip was dragging across the inside of her thigh as you progress towards her heat in a teasing manner. There was always something about Cissy that made you hot and bothered whenever you were in the same room together. Now, only three months after her arranged marriage to your brother, you find yourself wrapping your arms under her thighs and pulling her closer to your face.
A moan erupts from her soft pink lips as your tongue slowly laps up her arousal, pleasing her the way she deserved to be pleased. Your fingers dig into the soft flesh of her hips as you pull her closer to your face that was still buried in her cunt. “Y/N…” She whines softly, her hands tugging at your pretty locks. You gave her a warning tap to her thigh in response, still continuing to trace circles around her clit with your tongue. “S-stop teas-…” she begins before another whine escapes her rather swollen lips. Your movements come to a halt as your eyes flicker up to meet hers.
She can’t help but let yet another whine leave her lips, despite knowing exactly what she’d done. “Good girls don’t whine. They use their words.” You tell her, sitting up so you can hover over her body. “Don’t you want to be a good girl?” You ask with a slow hum. Your fingers delicately tracing patterns on her hip down to her upper thigh. Her eyes widen as she bites her lip, only giving a small nod in response. Displeased by her lack of vocalization, you land a sharp smack to the side of her thigh. “I said use your words. If I have to ask again, I wont be able to let you finish tonight.”
“Yes, I want to be a good for you-“ She gasps, the feeling of your slap stinging her thigh as your handprint starts to form on her pale skin. “I wont be whiny anymore, I promise.” She swore. You nod, watching as pleasure clouds her vision at the motion of you entering two fingers into her. Her hands grasp your shoulders as you push your fingers deeper into her soft cunt.
“See, that wasn’t so hard.” You smirk, quickening your pace as your fingers curl inside her. You watch proudly as her eyes roll to the back of her head and her soft moans got louder. Her body seems to melt under your touch as she begins to grind her hips down onto your moving fingers. Her thighs were shaking and her bottom lip quivering as you continue to finger her roughly. “Such a pretty girl,” you coo, watching as she continues to try and get off by using your fingers. Pausing your thrusts, you take the opportunity to press your palm against her cunt, putting pressure on her clit as she continues to grind against your digits. Another cry escaped her lips as she moves her hips faster, fingers now digging into your shoulders as she chases her high.
“Go on, be a good girl and cum on my fingers.” You encourage, thrusting and curling just your fingers in her as she continues to struggle against your palm. You can feel the moment she tenses up, followed by her cunt squeezing your fingers as she releases, soaking the silk sheets beneath her. Her head lolls to the side, as you slowly pull your finger out of her.
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yan-senna · 9 months
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Losing Her Innocence (Severus Snape x virgin! reader x Lucius Malfoy x Narcissa Malfoy)
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Y/N is a shy, young woman who wants to lose her virginity before her birthday. She decides to go to a place called ‘The Club’, and she definitely won’t regret that decision.
This is not a request, but a birthday present for myself🎁
I hope you enjoy!
Published: 7/23/2023
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Word count: 3.2k
Warning: SMUT (18+ - minors DNI)
Y/N Y/L/N is just like any other young woman. Well, except for one thing - she’s still a virgin. She’s the only one in her friend group who hasn’t had sex yet. She does want to lose her virginity, but she’s really shy, so it’s not easy for her to go to parties and just hook up with someone like her friends do.
She has a dream of losing her virginity before tonight ends - before she becomes a year older. Tomorrow is her birthday, and it would be nice if she finally got her wish fulfilled.
Luckily for her, one of her friends has recommended a place called ‘The Club’. The Club is a place where people can come and have sex with other people. Either with whoever they meet there, or with people who work there to satisfy others’ needs.
The thought of going there intimades Y/N a bit. Will she be able to find someone who would be willing to touch her? And how will the person react to her being a virgin?
Taking a deep breath, she finally overcomes her fear and decides to go and have a look at this place. She takes the bus to the location that her friend told her about. As she looks around, she finds a building with the sign ‘The Club’. Nothing suggests that it’s a place where people come to have sex. It doesn’t look like what she had in mind. It looks more simple and classy.
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multifandomfix · 4 months
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Hearth & Home — Narcissa Malfoy
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Summary: You find yourself alone this Christmas, but so does Narcissa and she’s not about to let that stand.
Word Count: 486
Warnings: Some angst, but a happy ending
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Darkness had fallen as you sat on a bench in Diagon Alley, lost in thought as a quiet melancholy settled within you as you contemplated spending the holiday season alone. The lamplight was your only friend, it seemed, saving you from being swallowed up in total darkness. The festive decorations all around seemed to mock your solitude. Just as despair began to take root, a shop door creaked open, revealing Narcissa Malfoy.
"Narcissa, what brings you here?" you asked, surprised to see anyone still out at this hour. Though, honestly, you weren’t even a hundred percent sure how much time you’d passed out here yourself.
She offered a soft smile that didn’t quite reach her sad eyes. “Passing the time, I suppose. With Draco grown and Lucius…” Narcissa trailed off, recalling the bitter divorce earlier that year. You’d read about it in the Daily Prophet, but didn’t mention it.
“No one should be alone for the holidays,” you said instead, the sentiment a true enough one in your heart. “I find myself in a similar situation. Perhaps we could spend Christmas together?"
Grateful for the unexpected company, Narcissa accepted your kind offer, then making one of her own. “You’re welcome to come to my home and stay, at least through the holidays.” It was your turn to smile now and you let Narcissa lead you to her home, far more modest than Malfoy Manor, no doubt, but tastefully decorated and it seemed to suit her.
As you both settled in by the crackling fire, Narcissa spoke gently, sharing stories from happier Christmases past and you did the same, helping the both of you to ease that loneliness that had threatened to consume you. The warmth of her presence was a Christmas blessing if there ever was one.
As the evening unfolded, Narcissa gave you a full tour of her home, garland and ornaments giving the place a festive feel. You were finally starting to feel like you should at the holidays; grateful, cheerful and dare you say loved?
The tour concluded back at the hearth. Above the mantel hung a sprig of mistletoe that hadn’t escaped your notice. Narcissa followed your eyes, landing on the plant she’d forgotten that she put up. She was hardly expecting the tradition to arise this year. But, as she took a moment to think about it, her gaze fell back to you. A tender smile played on her lips, and in that moment, she decided that, though it may have been unplanned, the tradition could certainly continue.
Without a word, Narcissa closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a gentle, lingering kiss. You met her kiss eagerly, returning it, as you pulled her closer. The crackling of the fire and the soft glow of the fairy lights that surrounded you seemed to dance in celebration of your newfound connection, turning a lonely holiday into a memory to cherish.
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eroticdelusions · 1 year
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𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 ˢ - 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤
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Warnings: smut, dom!reader, sub!narcissa
You kissed her back, grasped her waist, and pushed her even further up the wall. Your hand went up and down her body to her pelvis, teasing her. Your lips proceeded to her jawline, making sure you didn't miss anything. You then began to kiss and sucking your way down her neck to her sweet spot. Her mouth made a little sound, barely loud enough for you to hear.
You smiled as you went up and kissed her again, then pushed her dark green dress down her body, exposing herself completely. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. With her black velvet heels, she quickly kicked it away. You tutted, "Naughty girl, just begging to be touched, hm?"
When you looked up at her, her dark eyes were already fixed on you. You knew what she wanted: to be fucked like the desperate whore she was.
You quickly fastened your lips onto her nipple, causing her to gasp. You swirled your tongue around it, then lifted your left hand to take the other one into your fingers.
You discarded both and returned to her pelvis, teasing her. "Please..." she whimpered as she looked down at you. "And what would you like me to do, flower?" you chuckled against her skin, making her shudder.
Her cheeks flushed even as she thought about what she wanted you to do to her. "Touch me, plea-" 
You cut her off, which irritated her greatly. "Hmm, do I really want to do that?" Or do I want to see you squirm?"
She frowned, unsure what to say. But you couldn't say no to this little beauty, so you waited for her to respond. "Please, baby," she whispered as you stepped back up to kiss her.
Because of the nickname, you reddened. Your hand trailed its way down Narcissa's breasts and abdomen, then halted between the older woman's thighs, pushing against her smooth, delicate little cunt, causing a quiet moan from the older woman.
You ran your fingers along her slit, slightly brushing her sensitive spot. A whimper filled the room, turning you on even more. As your fingers circled her clit, your tongue crept into her lips.
"Please," she sobbed, attempting to remain silent, "use your fingers-" You complied by shoving two fingers into her already-soaked cunt. However, you didn't move them. "Merlin, Cissa, you're tight." In response, she groaned and jerked forward into you.
"Such pretty noises," you purred, sinking your head to latch your lips onto Narcissa's delicate neck, causing Narcissa to cry and clutch your waist with her hands. Her hands were so tight around your waist that her knuckles had turned white, and you had hardly started. 
"Such a gorgeous girl," you hummed against Narcissa's soft skin. "What a pretty little body. Look how it moves for me." Narcissa was so overcome with pleasure that she couldn't respond.
"So wet," you commented, almost mockingly. "Does your husband even touch you? Cissy, you're starving." Your teeth nibbled at Narcissa's neck, causing her to gasp shallowly and tilt her head back even further. "That man is an idiot. He had you in his bed every night and never touched you?" You made a smirk.
"He never spread your pretty little body across his bed, took you hard and stretched your tiny hole?"
Narcissa shook her head, out of breath. "N-no," she wept. "He never touched me..." 
You muttered something. "What a fool." You continued to suck and kiss her neck.
"Please move them," she whimpered, indicating to your fingers within her. Your skilful fingers circled Narcissa's clit until the older woman was gasping and writhing, pushing her hips up to seek more, and then abruptly, without warning or saying anything, your two fingers pounded in and out of Narcissa's cunt, prompting a little scream from the woman.
"You truly are starved," you remarked once again, repeatedly plunging your fingers into Narcissa's tight heat until she was almost weeping sliding slowly down the wall. "And tight. You can't even take a good fucking without crying."
As you caught her with your free hand, you grabbed her thigh, touching her ass. You looked at her deep brown eyes. Though her tears didn't fall, they welled up somewhat till her eyes gleamed with them as she struggled to process the incredible pleasure she wasn't used to the feeling, her body demanding for more.
She placed her arms around your neck for support, burying her head there as well. As she bit at your neck, her beautiful moans and screams were almost muffled.
You could hear yourself fucking her. The wet sounds from your fingers thrusting in and out of her, her soft moans filled the room. Her head falls back when you add a third finger, stretching out her tight walls.
When you noticed that she was looking away from you, your motions came to a complete halt. "I want to see your gorgeous little face when I have you cumming all over my fingers as I fuck you. Is that clear?"
"Y-yes! Please don't stop—" When you resume your motions, she is cut off. Your fingers return to her clit, pushing more more firmly.
This time she screams out loud, and her legs tremble violently. Your gaze rises to her hot face, her lips wide and her eyes rolling, her bared, exquisite chest rising and falling so forcefully that her breasts practically bounce. Her legs totally give out, and you can see she's only minutes from from coming undone.
"Y/n, just like that!" She whimpers as your motions get more intense.
She gives out a loud sob as her inner muscles tighten around you almost excruciatingly tightly. Her body trembles from head to toe, her little body sliding down the wall as her muscles fail and she is unable to stand on her own.
You lower her down inch by inch, continuously hammering her with your fingers and circling her clitoris while she grips you tighter and tighter, whimpers following her convulsions.  "Let it all out, Princess. Show me how much of a good girl you are and cum all over my fingers."
"F-f-uuuuck," she shrieks as she plunges headfirst into an earth-shattering climax. Her facial expression was enough to get you off right there. A warm liquid coats your fingertips, and you watch it fall to the floor, almost fascinated.
You unhook your thumb from her intimate centre and lower your knee beneath her as she collapses the rest of the way down the wall. You take care not to let her frail and defenceless body fall exposed on the floor.
Her trembling thighs clamp around yours as your fingers assist her through the last of her climax. She bucks a bit, her sweaty face buried against your neck and her fists balled into your chest, clenched around what she can get hold of of your bra, which is drooping over your shoulders.
She was gasping for air. When she appears to become too sensitive to the continued simulations, with a faint wince flashing across her face and through her hips, you withdraw your fingers completely and instead circle your arms around her curled body to pull her more snugly against you as you soothe circles into her shoulders with one thumb.
She continues to carefully rub herself on your leg, and you can feel your skin getting moist with her cum. She lets out one more little sob of ecstasy before fully stilling, lovingly nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck. You can't stop the adoring smile from spreading over your face as you embrace her still-shivering body.
She raises her head to look at you after a while. "Thank you," she says. "For what, flower?" you ask, perplexed. 
She doesn't respond, instead, snuggles back into your neck. You sigh and smile to yourself,
"Come on Cissa, let's get you cleaned up.”
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horeformilfs · 3 months
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Christmas Blues
Narcissa Malfoy x Fem! Reader
TW: Periods, Anemia, Passing Out
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As Narcissa Malfoy and Lucius stood at King's Cross Station, awaiting the arrival of their son Draco and his tutor Y/n, the bustling platform seemed to swirl around them in a flurry of activity. Narcissa's eyes, a captivating blend of dark brown and platinum blonde, scanned the crowd with an air of regal poise, while Lucius maintained his usual composed demeanor beside her.
Draco's arrival was imminent, and Narcissa's anticipation flickered in her gaze. She longed to embrace her son, to envelop him in the warmth of her maternal love. And yet, her thoughts strayed to another figure, one who occupied a special place in her heart.
Y/n, Draco's tutor, had become a familiar presence in the Malfoy household over the past year. Six years older than Draco, she possessed a quiet grace and intelligence that captivated Narcissa's attention. Though she had sensed the younger woman's admiration, Narcissa had never broached the subject, content to let their relationship unfold naturally.
As the train came to a stop, Draco emerged from the crowd, his expression lighting up at the sight of his parents. Narcissa rushed forward, enveloping him in a warm embrace, her heart swelling with affection. Meanwhile, Y/n lingered behind, hesitant to intrude on the tender moment between mother and son.
Feeling a gentle touch on her shoulder, Y/n startled, her thoughts scattering like leaves in the wind. She turned to find Narcissa standing beside her, concern etched into her brow.
"Are you alright, my dear?" Narcissa inquired, her voice soft with genuine worry.
Y/n's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, her heart fluttering at the sound of Narcissa's concern. "I-I'm fine, Narcissa, just lost in thought," she stammered, struggling to compose herself.
Narcissa's gaze lingered on Y/n, her eyes searching for any sign of discomfort. Sensing Y/n's unease, she reached out, gently taking her hand in hers. "Come, let's join Lucius and Draco," she suggested, her tone gentle yet reassuring.
As they walked together, Narcissa's fingers intertwined with Y/n's, a silent gesture of comfort and support. And as they approached Lucius and Draco, Narcissa couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for the younger woman by her side.
"Y/n, my dear," Narcissa murmured, her voice a soft melody that only Y/n could hear, "thank you for being here with us."
Y/n's heart skipped a beat at the endearment, her cheeks flushing with warmth. "It's my pleasure, Narcissa," she replied, a shy smile gracing her lips.
As they apparated back to the Malfoy Manor, Narcissa couldn't shake the feeling of contentment that enveloped her. In Y/n's presence, she found solace and companionship, a connection that transcended the boundaries of friendship.
And as they entered the grand halls of their ancestral home, Narcissa knew that this Christmas would be one to remember, filled with love, laughter, and the promise of something more.
As Draco eagerly raced to his room, excitement bubbling within him, Lucius made his way to his study to attend to some pressing matters. Left in the hallway, Narcissa turned her attention to Y/n, a warm smile gracing her features.
"Would you mind if I walked you to your room, dear?" Narcissa offered, her voice carrying a gentle cadence.
Y/n returned the smile, appreciating the kindness in Narcissa's gesture. "Of course, Narcissa. I'd appreciate the company."
They strolled through the quiet halls of Malfoy Manor, the soft echo of their footsteps creating a serene melody. Narcissa, with her trademark grace, initiated a conversation.
"How were your classes this term, Y/n?" Narcissa inquired, her curiosity genuine.
Y/n shared her experiences, her passion for Potions and Astrology shining through her words. Narcissa listened attentively, finding joy in the animated expressions that danced across Y/n's face.
Upon reaching Y/n's room, Narcissa paused, turning to face her. "I'll let you unpack and settle in. A house elf will be around shortly to escort you to dinner. And after, we're planning to decorate the Christmas tree. I hope you'll join us."
Y/n expressed her gratitude, "Thank you, Narcissa. I'd love to be a part of it."
Narcissa leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Y/n's cheek. As she pulled away, her fingers lingered, delicately caressing Y/n's jaw. The intimate gesture left Y/n momentarily stunned, a soft warmth spreading through her.
"Until later, dear," Narcissa whispered, her voice carrying a subtle invitation.
Y/n, still processing the tender moment, watched as Narcissa gracefully walked down the hall, her heart fluttering with a newfound awareness. Gathering herself, Y/n entered her room, the anticipation of the evening's festivities mingling with the lingering touch of Narcissa's affection.
As she unpacked, Y/n couldn't help but replay the moment in her mind. The enchanting allure of Narcissa Malfoy had captivated her, and in that quiet room, surrounded by the opulence of Malfoy Manor, Y/n found herself eagerly anticipating the magical moments that awaited her in the company of the Malfoy family.
Two hours had passed since Narcissa bid Y/n farewell outside her room. Engrossed in a book, Y/n was taken aback when a soft knock interrupted her reading. Opening the door, she was surprised to find Narcissa standing there, a gentle smile adorning her features.
"Narcissa, I wasn't expecting you," Y/n remarked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.
Narcissa's gaze softened, her eyes sparkling with warmth. "I thought I'd come and fetch you for dinner myself," she explained, her tone soft and inviting.
Y/n nodded, a smile tugging at her lips. "Thank you, Narcissa. I appreciate it."
Together, they made their way to the dining room, the anticipation of the evening's meal filling the air. Taking her seat next to Narcissa, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort in her presence.
As the meal commenced, Lucius engaged Draco in conversation, inquiring about his classes and his endeavors on the Quidditch team. Draco, ever eager to please his father, recounted his experiences, including his struggles in Potions class.
"I've got an assignment to do over the break to catch up," Draco admitted, a hint of frustration creeping into his voice.
Lucius turned his attention to Y/n, his curiosity piqued. "And what about you, Y/n? Are you confident in Potions?"
Y/n met his gaze with unwavering confidence. "Yes, Mr. Malfoy. I've always excelled in Potions, and I'd be more than happy to help Draco with his assignment."
Draco's eyes lit up with gratitude, nodding fervently in agreement. Lucius offered his thanks, impressed by Y/n's willingness to assist.
The conversation turned to Quidditch, and Draco revealed his unsuccessful attempt to make the team this year. However, his revelation about Y/n's involvement caught both Lucius and Narcissa by surprise.
"You're on the team, Y/n?" Narcissa inquired, her curiosity piqued.
Y/n nodded, a modest smile gracing her lips. "Yes, Narcissa. I've been the Seeker for the Slytherin team since my second year."
Lucius and Narcissa exchanged a glance, impressed by Y/n's achievements. "Well, it seems we have quite the talented individual in our midst," Lucius remarked, a hint of pride in his voice.
With dinner drawing to a close, they adjourned to the main hall, where the Christmas tree stood tall and majestic. Boxes of decorations awaited them, placed there by the diligent house-elves.
As they set about adorning the tree, laughter and chatter filled the air, the warmth of camaraderie enveloping them in its embrace. And as the evening wore on, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging in the company of the Malfoy family, her heart full with the promise of new beginnings and cherished memories.
The soft light of morning filtered through the windows of Malfoy Manor, casting a warm glow upon the grand halls. Y/n stirred from her slumber, memories of the previous night's tree decorating festivities dancing in her mind. However, her pleasant reverie was soon shattered by a sharp pang in her lower abdomen.
Groaning softly, Y/n realized with dismay that her period had started. She had hoped to avoid it during the break, knowing all too well the toll it took on her due to her iron deficiency anemia.
Summoning her strength, Y/n rose from her bed and made her way to the bathroom, the ache in her stomach a constant reminder of her discomfort. After a quick shower and change into comfortable attire – black flare yoga pants and an oversized cable knit sweater – Y/n reluctantly swallowed three pain relievers, hoping they would provide some relief.
Descending the staircase, Y/n's steps were slower than usual, her complexion paler than normal. To her surprise, only Narcissa was seated at the breakfast table, her expression one of concern as she caught sight of Y/n's condition.
"Y/n, dear, are you feeling alright?" Narcissa's voice was laced with worry as she observed Y/n's sluggish movements.
Y/n managed a weak smile, attempting to downplay her discomfort. "I'm fine, Narcissa, just a bit under the weather," she replied, her voice tinged with strain.
Narcissa's concern deepened at the sight of Y/n's pallor, her maternal instincts kicking in. "You look quite pale, my dear. Are you sure you're alright?"
Y/n nodded, though her movements were unsteady as she took a seat at the table, pouring herself a cup of hot tea and grabbing a slice of toast. Despite her efforts to appear composed, Narcissa couldn't help but notice the tremor in Y/n's hands, the telltale signs of her discomfort.
Making a mental note to keep a watchful eye on Y/n, Narcissa resolved to ensure that the young woman received the care and attention she needed during her time of distress. For in the quiet moments of vulnerability, bonds were strengthened, and the true essence of compassion revealed itself in the nurturing embrace of a friend.
As the day wore on, Y/n's condition continued to deteriorate. Despite her best efforts to push through the discomfort, the relentless waves of pain left her feeling increasingly unwell. When Draco extended an invitation to go riding with him and Lucius, Y/n reluctantly declined, citing her worsening condition as the reason.
Seeking solace in the quiet solitude of the library, Y/n attempted to lose herself in the pages of her book. However, the persistent ache in her abdomen made it difficult to focus, each word blurring together in a haze of discomfort.
Narcissa, ever attuned to Y/n's needs, entered the library and made her way over to the young woman. Concern etched into her features, she checked in on Y/n, offering her gentle reassurance.
"Lunch is ready, Y/n," Narcissa informed her, her voice carrying a note of concern.
Y/n nodded weakly, setting her book aside as she prepared to join Narcissa for lunch. But as she rose from her seat, a wave of dizziness washed over her, leaving her unsteady on her feet.
Narcissa's keen gaze caught the subtle change in Y/n's demeanor, her worry deepening at the sight of the young woman's pallor. With a gentle hand placed on Y/n's arm, she offered her support, silently vowing to ensure that Y/n received the care and attention she needed.
And as they made their way to the dining room, Narcissa's protective instincts kicked into overdrive, her heart heavy with concern for the well-being of her dear friend. Little did she know, the day held more challenges yet to come, testing the bonds of friendship and the strength of their resolve in the face of adversity.
As they made their way to the dining room, Y/n's steps faltered, her hand reaching out to grasp the wall for support. Sensing her distress, Narcissa turned to look at her, concern flashing in her eyes as she saw Y/n struggling to maintain her balance.
Rushing over, Narcissa gently wrapped her arm around Y/n's waist, providing a steady anchor of support. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.
Y/n's breathing was labored, her words coming out in short bursts. "I-I feel dizzy," she managed to gasp, her head spinning with disorientation.
Narcissa tightened her grip, her heart pounding with concern. "Just breathe, darling," she murmured soothingly, her voice a comforting presence amidst the chaos.
But before Y/n could respond, the world around her seemed to blur and fade, darkness encroaching upon her senses. With a soft cry, she slumped against Narcissa's support, her consciousness slipping away.
With gentle care, Narcissa eased Y/n to the ground, cradling her head in her lap as she waited for her to awaken. Time seemed to stand still as she watched over Y/n, her heart heavy with worry.
And as the minutes stretched on, Narcissa whispered words of comfort, her voice a tender melody in the silence of the room. For in that moment, all that mattered was the well-being of her dear Y/n, and she would do whatever it took to ensure that she was safe and sound once more.
After what felt like an eternity, Y/n stirred, her eyelids fluttering as consciousness slowly returned. Blinking dazedly, she found herself cradled in Narcissa's arms, the worry etched on the older woman's face.
"Narcissa?" Y/n's voice was weak, her head throbbing with remnants of pain.
Narcissa's expression softened with relief as she brushed a gentle hand over Y/n's forehead. "Welcome back, darling," she murmured, her voice a soothing balm to Y/n's ears.
Y/n attempted to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over her, causing her to falter. With Narcissa's steady assistance, she managed to rise into a sitting position, leaning against the wall for support.
"What happened?" Y/n's voice was filled with confusion as she struggled to piece together the events leading up to her collapse.
Narcissa's gaze was filled with concern as she recounted the moment Y/n had faltered, her own heart racing with worry. "You passed out, sweetheart," she explained gently, her hand squeezing Y/n's reassuringly.
Y/n's brow furrowed in alarm as she absorbed the gravity of the situation. "I-I'm sorry," she murmured, feeling a pang of guilt for causing Narcissa concern.
Narcissa shook her head, her expression tender yet firm. "Don't apologize, dear. Your health is far more important," she insisted, her unwavering support a testament to her genuine care for Y/n.
As they sat together in the quiet of the hallway, a sense of gratitude washed over Y/n, mingling with the lingering traces of discomfort. In Narcissa's presence, she found solace and strength, a beacon of light in her darkest moments.
Narcissa's concern deepened as she observed Y/n's discomfort, her heart aching at the thought of her dear friend suffering in silence. With gentle insistence, she prompted Y/n to share the cause of her distress, her voice a soothing presence amidst the turmoil.
"What's going on, Y/n?" Narcissa's tone was gentle yet firm, her eyes filled with genuine concern.
Y/n hesitated, feeling a rush of embarrassment flood her cheeks. "It's... it's embarrassing," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
Narcissa's expression softened, her hand reaching out to gently grasp Y/n's. "You have nothing to be embarrassed about, darling," she reassured, her voice filled with warmth. "I'm not here to judge. I just want to help you."
With a deep breath, Y/n summoned the courage to confide in Narcissa, her words tumbling out in a rush. "I got my period this morning," she confessed, her voice tinged with vulnerability. "And I have iron deficiency anemia, so it gets worse during my period. I usually feel dizzy and lightheaded for a few days, and sometimes I even pass out."
Narcissa's brows furrowed with concern as she listened, her heart aching for Y/n's struggles. "Why didn't you tell me?" she asked gently, her voice tinged with regret.
Y/n lowered her gaze, feeling a pang of guilt for keeping her condition hidden. "I... I didn't want to bother you with silly things," she admitted quietly.
Narcissa's gaze softened, her hand reaching out to gently lift Y/n's chin. "It's not silly if it's something important, like a medical issue," she insisted, her voice firm yet compassionate. "I want you to feel comfortable coming to me with anything, no matter how small you may think it is."
Y/n felt a swell of gratitude wash over her at Narcissa's words, a warmth spreading through her chest. Nodding in agreement, she whispered, "Thank you, Narcissa."
With a tender smile, Narcissa helped Y/n to her feet, guiding her with gentle reassurance. "Would you like to rest for a bit?" she offered, her voice filled with kindness.
Y/n nodded gratefully, allowing Narcissa to lead her down the hallway. However, as they bypassed Y/n's room, confusion flickered in her eyes.
"Narcissa, where are we going?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.
Narcissa's smile was tender as she replied, "To my room, dear. You'll rest there for now." And as they continued down the hallway, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the unwavering care and compassion.
Narcissa led Y/n into her room, a haven of elegance and comfort. As they reached the plush bed, Narcissa assisted Y/n in settling down, ensuring she was surrounded by soft pillows and luxurious blankets. Y/n couldn't help but appreciate the soothing atmosphere, a stark contrast to the discomfort she had been experiencing.
Narcissa disappeared briefly into the bathroom, returning with a warm water bottle. She approached Y/n with a gentle smile, offering the comforting remedy for the pain that wracked her lower stomach. Y/n looked up with gratitude as Narcissa placed the warm water bottle over her abdomen.
"Thank you, Narcissa," Y/n whispered, touched by the care and consideration.
Narcissa's response was a tender smile, her fingers brushing lightly over Y/n's hair. "Anything for you, darling."
With a vulnerable yet hopeful look in her eyes, Y/n asked, "Could you... stay with me?"
Narcissa's gaze softened further, and without hesitation, she agreed. "Of course, sweetheart. I'm here for you."
Carefully, Narcissa slipped into bed beside Y/n, arranging the pillows for both comfort and support. Gently, she pulled Y/n's back against her front, creating a secure and warm cocoon. The warmth of the water bottle against Y/n's stomach provided a soothing contrast to the cool silk of the sheets.
As Y/n nestled into Narcissa's comforting embrace, a sense of relaxation washed over her. The steady rise and fall of Narcissa's breath, the gentle beat of her heart, created a calming rhythm that eased Y/n's discomfort. Narcissa pressed a tender kiss to the top of Y/n's head, a silent reassurance that she was not alone.
In the tranquil intimacy of Narcissa's room, Y/n felt a profound sense of gratitude for the woman who had opened her heart and home. The comfort and solace provided by Narcissa's presence were immeasurable, and as Y/n closed her eyes, she allowed herself to drift into a peaceful nap, guided by the gentle embrace.
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Narcissa in love - Narcissa x fem!reader
A couple of headcanons that guide me for my Narcissa fic. Am I gaslighting you to forget about the fact I have yet to post another chapter by posting this? Maybe. In the meantime, enjoy! 🤍
She's a cold person who's used to getting what she wants whenever she wants but that doesn't mean she is heartless. She creates a persona from all the rules she respected when growing up and none of them was about handling one's feelings
When she meets you the only things she notices are your imperfections and ways to improve them. It's not intentional, it's just her usual train of thought when meeting someone. But those intrigue her
 Usually she'd put them aside, she always does, but with you it's different. It's the way those brows were a little bit disheveled and how your lipstick smeared over the lip line after having a sip of the drink you held. How the clothes you wore had wrinkled from sitting down a long time and how your neck was stiff and affecting your posture
 She becomes captivated by all those things and starts to think for the first time about why. Why did your brows look like you've been sleeping recently, why didn't you notice the lipstick, why did you sit for so long and why are you hurting yourself with a bad posture?
She likes to start conversations and end conversations whenever she wants and that’s exactly the treatment you’ll get the first few times. But it seems she can’t quite get enough of your voice and begins to let you lead the conversation
Soon enough she starts to crave your presence. She’ll be right next to you to smell your perfume, paint her nails often for you to grab her hands and admire her manicure, whisper nonsense into your ear when you're in a crowded place just so she would make you smile and laugh
The mask of perfection slips and for the first time in her life she’s out in the open, with no protection against the world but you
She won’t admit it’s more than a very fond friendship, not even to herself, for a long time but when most tomorrows she makes plans for you two, she might start to see it. She fell in love with you
A confession would take even more time as she doesn’t want to scare you off. Every time she fantasizes about telling you about her feelings, her heart feels squeezed in an iron grip at the immediate thought of losing you.So she settles with the usual “I adore spending time with you”
She might begin to feel satisfied with just your presence and as the time goes by, she doesn’t feel the need to tell you anymore. She finds self sufficiency in the fact that you’re by her side and for the first time in a long while she is once again conforming to all the social norms of her world
Little does she know you’ve fallen for her too and seeing her going back to her cold hearted demeanor is the last and definitive reason to come clean in front of her
No matter how you decide to confess your feelings, Narcissa would be left speechless. She’d freeze then and overreact in the exact opposite way you would expect. She shuns you completely for the first time since she met you
But as time goes by and you’re not by her side, she’d start missing you. Everywhere she goes, everyone she sees, everything she hears somehow ends up being related to you. You’d be everywhere and nowhere at the same time
She’d look for ways to make up for rejecting you and even though you put her in a turmoil denying how the mere fact of Narcissa chasing you is making your heart leap to heaven, time brings you together once more
She loves to hold you until your breathing is even and deep and she can feel your muscles relax in her hold as your body succumbs to sleep
She loves to touch your skin with her hands and lips, to hear you sigh and moan and chant her name over and over as she pleasures you
She loves to make you smile and laugh and forget about the world outside of your little bubble
She loves you and as long as you do too, she won’t need anything else in order to live
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Taking It From the Best ~Mistress!Narcissa Malfoy x EarlySVU!Alex Cabot xFem Pet!Younger!Reader
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Summary— A little crossover scenario Harry Potter x Law & Order SVU… AU where Narcissa is Alex and Reader’s mistress. Early SVU seasons Alex and Reader are roughly the same age, Narcissa is older. This is pure filth.
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Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!!, smut, threesomes, strap-on fucking, doggystyle sex, eating out (oral), implied overstimulation, collaring, use of a leash, light bondage, mistress kink, pet kink, collaring kink, implied power play, implied sub/dom relationships, praise, physical comforting, aftercare, etc.
Enjoy (;
“Oh Jesus fucking Christ—” you groaned.
Alex’s tongue curled inside your aching walls like fucking ecstasy, making your toes curl and your mouth open in a silent scream. The blonde’s face was being propelled in and out of your cunt by the rhythm of which Narcissa was fucking her.
The older woman was on the bed on her knees holding Alex’s hips with one hand, while her other held a leash attached to a collar. A collar which was around your neck, squeezing your airway in the most delicious way. With a swift tug from Narcissa, your body spasmed as you were pulled closer towards Alex’s savage mouth.
“Such a good girls for your mistress my Darlings… pet, my love, don’t fight it… That will only make it harder, just relax for your mistress…” Narcissa cooed lustfully, before punctuating her words with a couple twisted thrusts into the blonde’s dripping pussy.
“Oh FUCK Mistress—!!” Alex cried out, panting heavily and shaking lightly.
Alex was sandwiched in between the two of you, on her forearms and knees, and taking Narcissa’s plastic cock as it pounded into her from behind. Her eyes were rolling back as she fought to continue to eat you out while coming closer and closer to climax herself.
Your head lolled back, your body splayed out on the bed, legs wide for Alex’s face and Narcissa’s gaze. Your wrists were bound together above your head, along with the collar around your neck. It was tight enough to stifle some of your noises, but not enough to choke you out entirely. Every time you attempted to squirm away from underneath Alex’s relentless tongue, Narcissa would ruthlessly tug you even closer by the leash attached to your collar…
“Fuck I’m gonna… gonna cum again Mistresss please…!!” You moaned mindlessly, thrashing beneath Alex’s hot mouth and tugging at your restraints and leash.
Narcissa only tightened her hold on you and only fucked Alex harder, making the blonde spew moan after moan into your soaked cunt. Alex’s administrations faltered as she quickly approached her own high.
“Shit Mistress m-me too God Please!!” Alex begged, holding onto your thighs for dear life as Narcissa pounded into her from behind.
“Alex, Darling, make our pet cum. Once she has, then you may as well…” Narcissa purred.
Alex didn’t need anymore prompting, swiftly diving back into your core. With a couple more tongue thrusts into your pussy, your walls were clenching around Alex’s tongue as you came. Your back arched as you tugged against your wrist restraints as Narcissa held your leash tight while pile driving into Alex. The walls of pleasure around you came crashing down as your body spasmed in white, hot pleasure.
Alex was quick to cum right after you, falling over the edge, her cunt clenching around Narcissa’s cock. The blonde and your screams of pleasure coincided and echoes throughout the room reeking of sex. With one final thrust from Narcissa, Alex’s body collapsed onto the bed, along with yours.
Narcissa was quick to remove the strap-on and come up to the two of her girls. She caressed each of you, giving you light forehead kisses and making sure to untie you. You were panting heavily, just as Alex was.
“Darlings, you both did so good for your mistress… such good girls…” the older woman praised.
After you had both gotten a chance to catch your breaths, Narcissa ushered you two to the lavish bathroom in order to clean you up and then get you ready for bed. You followed the older woman’s command mindlessly, knowing and trusting her every word. Your heart swelled in delight as the night ended with Narcissa cuddling both of you in bed, where your eyes got heavy quickly and it wouldn’t take you nor Alex long to slip into deep slumbers.
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The golden trio are shocked when they learn that you are Draco's grandmother. Because they don't understand how a good person like you can be related to Draco.
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suckerforcate · 1 year
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Heyyy, I absolutely adored your larissa weams xteacher!reader piece as well as your Joyce Byers xOC smut piece!!! I was wondering if you could write something for Narcissa Malfoy? Maybe where the reader admits their feelings and she's just stunned... or something? I was thinking the reader could be a teacher at hogwarts or a worker at the ministry of magic? Oh and an age gap would be highly appreciated lol...Smut if you want to add some spice to it (; ~@cardlover010155
Weak Knees
Pairing: Narcissa Malfoy x teacher!Reader
Word Count: 1898
Warning: NSFW, 18+, Mommy Kink, fingering, eating out
A/n: I really hope you like it @cissyenthusiast010155 and that this is how you imagined it. It was my first time writing for Cissa so I hope I got it right.
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"Come in." You sat at your desk, grading papers when you had heard a gentle knock. You didn't look up when someone opened the door and stepped in. Just as the door was already closed again you saw who the visitor was. And it wasn't who you expected. You thought it'd be a student or a colleague. But in front of you stood Narcissa Malfoy.
"Mrs. Malfoy, what a pleasant surprise. Please sit down." You gestured for her to sit down on the chair in front of your desk. She thankfully accepted the offer and sat down.
"Please Ms.(Y/l/n). Call me Narcissa." You smiled and slightly nodded.
"If you wish. But then I must insist that you call me (Y/n)."
"I was pleasingly surprised as I heard that you're head of Slytherin now. I always knew you to be highly qualified for the position."
"Thank you very much. I hope to do my best. How can I help you?" Your eyes roamed over her. She still looked just as good as she did the last time you saw her. If not better. The end of war must have had good impact on her.
"I need Draco's graduation certificate. He would like to apply at the Ministry of Magic. After the war our house was searched when Lucius was being arrested, and we can't seem to find the certificate." You were surprised at her directness and her openness towards her husband. You had read in the paper that he was arrested. So it was no new news.
"Oh, well. That will be no problem. I can easily give you a copy. Just a second."
You started to search for Draco's file. While your back was turned towards Narcissa, you could still feel her eyes on you at all times. She was definitely staring.
"Right, here it is." You laid the certificate out in front of you and grabbed your wand.
"Geminio. Wonderful. Here it is." You gave her the freshly made duplicate of the certificate and put the original away.
"Thank you, Darling." You were glad she couldn't see your face right now, because you were sure it got bright red at the use of that pet name.
You turned around again and leaned on the back of your desk chair. You needed all of your courage to ask the following.
"Would you like to accompany me for a cup of tea, or a glass of wine?" She looked up at you and smirked. She saw how nervous you were and thought it was just adorable.
"I wouldn't say no to a glass of wine." As she saw you gesturing to a door at the back of the room she stood up and followed you. She stepped through the door and found herself right in the middle of your living room.
"Please sit down, feel just like at home." She heard you speak from a different room. Assuming it was the kitchen she sat down and took off her jacket. You entered with two glasses and a bottle of red wine.
"I hope red wine is fine. I don't have any white wine." You smiled apologetic.
"All fine, I'd always rather drink red wine." Pleased with that answer you set the glasses down and poured the wine in. You took a seat just across the table from her and bend your legs up, so you sat on them. Narcissa had to slightly laugh at that sight. It did indeed look incredibly adorable.
"What?" You asked, laughing. At that Narcissa just had to laugh even more.
"Nothing, love. Everything is fine." She didn't miss the blush that crept up your neck onto your cheeks.
You two talked about everything. How Hogwarts was doing, how Draco was doing, about your job as head of Slytherin and about so much more. Fast one glass of wine became two and even though you weren't technically drunk, your tongue definitely loosened.
"Can I ask, why did you come here? You could have just asked for the certificate by sending an owl." She looked you directly in the eyes now and to be honest, it took all you had in yourself to not look away. It felt like she wanted to look inside your soul.
"Well, I suppose I just wanted to see how the school was doing. Maybe I wanted to see you. Who knows." You nearly choked on your wine at that. Narcissa just smirked devilish.
"I mean I did use to have the biggest crush imaginable on you." You talked before you could even think about it. And directly you regretted it. But now there was no way out of this. Narcissa lost all of her confidence and just looked stunned. She slowly sat down her glass and blinked, speechless.
"Is the so hard to believe? You look amazing, and your constant flirtatious demeanour would make anyone's knees weak." For a second you thought you had seen a slight blush on her cheek, but she pulled herself together again very fast.
"Do you think so? Do I make your knees weak?" She stood up and approached you, sitting down right beside you. Her sudden closeness and her warmth on your skin made you blush even more. You were fully startled.
"Don't you want to say something? I don't think that little crush of yours ever left." She lifted her hand and placed a strand of your hair behind your shoulder. She had perfect sight of your neck. She looked you in the eyes looking for permission and as she received it she slowly started kissing your neck down to your shoulder. This felt like heaven, and it was better than anything you had ever imagined.
You felt absolutely useless sitting there not doing anything, so you grabbed her waist and tried to pull her closer to you.
"Eager, aren't we?" She smirked at you and you shyly looked down.
"If you liked we could move this to the bedroom?" You looked at her questioning, confused as to why she laughed.
"Oh I'm sorry honey, but you just look so cute when your nervous." You sighed in relief and fake slapped her shoulder. She stood up and reached her hand out to you. You took it and followed her to the bedroom.
The second the door was closed Narcissa pushed you onto the bed and hoovered above you. It was very clear in which direction this was about to go. But you didn't mind at all.
She started planting kisses on your neck down to the hem of your blouse while slowly opening the buttons. You were hyper aware of her warm body on yours and her breath on your body. It made you shiver in desire.
It didn't take long until both your clothes adorned the floor. Just underwear still on your body.
You mildly lifted you body, and she reached behind you, with ease she opened you bra and released you from it. Her lips lightly grazed your breast before she took one nipple in her mouth and elicited a moan from you.
"Oh god, please don't be such a tease." You pleaded in-between moans. She stopped to look at you with a smirk on her face.
"Whatever my princess wishes." With those words she gently moved down, all while kissing your stomach every few centimetres.
Arriving between your legs she just couldn't help herself, she had to tease some more. Your thighs just looked too exquisite to not kiss them all the way up to your centre.
While doing so she started pulling your panties down. After they were also on the floor she started spreading you legs and planted some more kisses right on your clit. You were undeniably wet, and she hadn't even really touched you yet.
"Is this for me?" She chuckled at your dripping cunt.
"Yes, please touch me. It's all for you, just for you."
She didn't let you ask again as she immediately started.
She slowly started licking up and down your centre, tasting you and letting one hand wander up to your breast. She gently kneaded it, feeling your erected nipple. At your muffled moans she started alternating between licking and sucking on your clit. Much to your liking. This woman made you crazy, honestly you had never felt so good. And she definitely didn't miss that. She had to say she was proud of the sounds she got out of you.
As she slowly started to push one and then two fingers inside you, you felt like you would explode.
"Please, give me your hand." And she did, she reached out her hand to you, and you immediately grabbed it. Squishing it like your life depended on it. Narcissa had to chuckle at that, but she gladly resumed with her doing.
"Oh god, please don't stop...ahh, Mommy" It had slipped your mouth even before you could think about it and you instantly let go of Narcissa's hand.
But she grabbed it back and squeezed it tight. Stopping from pleasuring you for a second.
"That's okay, sweetheart. You can call me Mommy if you like." Again you blushed immensely at that statement and pulled her up to passionately kiss her before she resumed eating you out.
She pushed her fingers in again and quickened the pace in which she pulled them out and in again. And the same time she sucked harder at your clit. She felt that you were nearing the orgasm.
"Oh god, please Mommy- Can I come...please, I can't keep it anymore." It felt like it was nearly too much, so you squeezed her hand even more. Like it was the only thing preventing you from fainting.
"Of course, love. Come for me." And you did, with Narcissa's name on you lips you came screaming and moaning. Looking like a total mess but felling better than you ever had before. Narcissa let you gently ride the orgasm out and couldn’t suppress the urge to lick her fingers and taste your juice once again. With your taste still on her lips and your hand still intertwined with hers she moved up and kissed you. Tasting yourself on her tongue was so hot you felt yourself getting wet again. But even more than being pleasured again you really wanted to make her scream. So while she was still kissing you, you flipped positions and let your hand slowly wander down. It gently slipped into her panties and your fingers started running through her slit. Narcissa had to gasp for air at the sudden contact.
"Ah, (Y/n) please more." Of course, you obeyed and started rubbing her clit with increasing pace. She grabbed your arm and clung to it. The pleasure being so overwhelming that she closed her eyes.
"No, open them. I want you to look at me, when you come." So she opened her eyes and looked directly into yours. You had never known a moment so intimate. You saw the pleasure in her eyes as she stumbled over the edge with you name on her lips. Slowly removing your hand from her clit you ran them through the slit one last time, hearing her gasp at the touch. She was extremely sensitive. You leaned down to kiss her again and laid down next to her with your head on her chest. To your liking next to her perfectly shaped breasts.
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Also this is how I imagined them holding hands <3
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httpjupiterbby · 8 months
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i blame @when-wolves-howl ice spice
i need more narcissa malfoy x reader fics 🫣
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emmie-tt · 1 year
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insomniacaesthetic · 2 years
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narcissa treating us like we’re helpless is the best thing ever??!
like just imagine she’s punishing us for being bratty and so she has her trying to get ourselves off but obviously because “we’re too little” we can’t do it and she just watches us struggle and it’s just so so hot istg 😫
a/n: Narcissa USING THAT CONDESCENDING TONE WILL BE MY WEAKNESS 🧎‍♀️
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Warnings: NSFW 18+, female reader, dom cissa, degradation,
I imagine she would’ve caught you trying to touch yourself without her explicit permission. Right after she told you to be patient as she had some work to finish up and then she would take care of you. Instead you decided to be bratty and take care of it yourself.
So there she found you all spread out on your shared bed, trying to touch yourself the same way she did. But your fingers weren’t as skilled and you couldn’t reach the same spots that she could. She sat watching you in the doorway struggling to finish with a smirk plastered on her red tinted lips.
When you finally looked up and made eye contact with her a series of whimpers left you, which only made her smirk grow. “You having trouble there little one?”
Feeling too needy to speak, you nodded your head eagerly. Hoping she would feel sorry for you and come use her lovely fingers or even her sinful tongue on your aching cunt.
Normally you would’ve immediately stopped your ministrations when caught breaking a rule, but Merlin she looked so good. Her two-toned hair draping over her exposed shoulders and the silk camisole she wore to bed clinging tightly to her curves. Perfectly showing off the tops of her breasts.
“Keep going for me darling. Try your hardest to come for me, yes?”
And try you did, but despite your best efforts it was all in vain. It was like a scratch you couldn’t quite reach. Your frustrated moans finally pulled her from the doorway and she joined you on the bed. She cooed lightly and cupped your cheek. “Do you need help baby?” She used that condescending tone that always made your knees weak.
Your exaggerated nods made her chuckle as she trailed open mouthed kisses along your neck and collarbones. “Course you do. You’re too little to do it all by yourself.” Her hands slid down the curves of your body. Pushing you down into the mattress as her lips and tongue mapped your body.
When she reached your aching center, her fingers ghosted over your clit. Before you had a chance to lift your hips and grind against her, she pulled away. “However, naughty girls don’t get what they want.”
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fandom-puff · 2 years
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Spanking/Caning with Narcissa Malfoy
warnings: spanking/caning/impact play, established dom/sub relationship, light degradation, bratty reader
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Narcissa raised her eyebrows as you huffed and slumped onto the chaise longue, your arms folded and your lip almost jutted out in a pout.
"You know the rules, YN, Sweetheart. What are they?" she chastised, barely looking up from her book.
"Only you get to touch my... my cunt. And you get to decide when and if I cum," you mumbled begrudgingly.
"Clever girl. See, you do know the rules. Just be patient for me, and after dinner you will get your reward," you huffed and rolled your eyes. "Watch the attitude, YN, or you won't cum for a week,"
"Oh, for fuck's sake," you grumbled, face like thunder. If you had been stood up, you definitely would have stamped your foot.
Narcissa's book closed with a sharp snap as her eyes narrowed at you. Fuck. Biting your lip, you shuffled in your seat, trying not to meet her glare. For a minute that seemed like ten, she stared at you, before crooking her finger at you. "Get up. Come here."
You bolted over to her, standing directly at the spot which she pointed at. "Cissa, I'm sorry for swearing and being bratty and-"
"Ten should suffice, I think," she said, her voice whisper soft, yet dripping with authority. "For disrespect and foul language,"
"Ten what, Cissa?" you mumbled, your thumb finding its way into your mouth. Narcissa smiled gently and tugged the digit gently from between your teeth.
"Ten spanks, of course," she said, her eyes glinting as she surveyed your face. It wasn't something you had implemented into your dynamic just yet, and you felt heat rush to both your face and between your legs at the thought of being bent over Cissa's lap. "Will that be okay, darling?" Narcissa murmured, and when you nodded, she made you recite your safewords, praising you gently when you chirped them eagerly.
"Good. Come here then, YN," she said, using her firm voice that had butterflies swirling around in your tummy. "Over my lap, hurry up,"
Eagerly, you bent over her knees, holding your breath as she slid your pyjama bottoms over the curve of your ass, letting the elastic waistband rest on your mid thighs. Gently, she began stroking your cheeks, rubbing firm circles into the plush flesh that had you relaxing into her arms, your eyes fluttering shut and your head hanging loosely...
Searing pain burned over your ass, and you jolted forward with a yelp. "Ow!" you complained, turning your head to stare up at her. "That hurt,"
"That's the point, sweetheart," Narcissa smirked. "Are you okay to carry on like this?"
You bit your lip. It hurt, of course it did. But as the initial sharp sting dulled, it dissipated into a... throb. And the throbbing sensation was... nice. Very nice, actually, and as you pushed your ass out ready for the next hit, you gave a soft whimper, feeling the throbbing in your clit now too.
Narcissa smirked, and struck you once, twice, three times more in rapid succession. Tears prickled in your eyes but you pushed your ass out all the same. “What’s this, hmm?” Narcissa asked, one hand holding your squirming body down by the small of your back, the other holding onto one of your cheeks, exposing your cunt. “This… this is meant to be a punishment,” she smirked. “You’re soaking,”
As her knuckle dragged up and down your cunt with the gentlest of touch, you squirmed, arching your back more. “‘M sorry… feels good, Cissa, I’m sorry,”
“Hmmm… you will be,” she murmured, dipping her fingers in before smacking you once more. “Because I think you deserve another five, on account of being a needy slut,”
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