Is there a mute button on this fiancé?

*narrows her eyes at him* No.

Lucius stared at her for a moment before pulling her into a passionate kiss.

MMMMMMMMMMMMMPH!!!!! *muffles in protest*

Narcissa why are you never drunk?!?!?

"You can get the fuck out so I can get on with making my soon to be wife a puddle of screaming orgasm!" Lucius barked at the house elf which instantly disappeared. Lucius didn’t even bother with the drinks. The only thing he wanted to drink up was his woman

Narcissa cringed.  "Did you really have to tell it that?" she asked, feeling that Lucius had revealed things that were far too intimate for a servant, even a house elf, to know.

"Not to the point where it hurts you it’s not!" Lucius said rather shocked. "You’ve let me have you quite enough already why don’t we go to sleep?"

Narcissa looked away.  Perhaps she had overstepped her boundaries?  It felt too early for her to sleep, though she would probably be feeling sore in the morning.  Reluctantly, she lay back down on her side of the bed.

"All right then.  Good night, Lucius."

Lucius let out a shuddering gasp but didn’t want to push his luck. She must still be sore from the sex they had before and he would feel bad taking advantage of their first time together. “Cissa I don’t want you to think you have to. It’s just natural, you’re so beautiful and I can’t help myself. Please don’t think you have to do this. I want your first time with me to be special for the rest of our lives.” He slipped her fingers off his growing erection and shifted his hips away from her. 

Dejectedly, she sat up in the middle of the bed and sighed.

"Lucius...it's still my first time.  And I thought, well, isn't it supposed to be my duty to, erm, let you have me?"

Narcissa why are you never drunk?!?!?

Lucius looked down at the house elf and said “Get her the Screaming Orgasm and if there’s any screaming coming from this room you leave it outside. Bring me a bottle of Odgen’s please.”

"Sir yes, yes sir, yes sir, yes," replied the frightened but loyal house-elf before popping out.  It took a couple of  minutes for him to return with the drinks his master and soon-to-be-lady of the house requested.  "H-here, sir...ma'am.  Is there anything else I can get you two?"

"Uhhh yeah?" Lucius said nervously. He knew she was completely innocent until he’d taken that innocence from her moments ago. She probably knew nothing about the male anatomy and how laying with her in bed naked was making it impossible for him to keep all the blood in the right head.

"You're poking me, aren't you?" she replied.  Narcissa twisted her body to face him, needing him to loosen his grip on her for a small moment.  Her eyes fell to his hardening member and she looked back up at him.  "Round two already?"  She blushed, though the prospect of having sex again rendered her entire body's senses feeling heightened, her nipples hardening and her sex craving him once more.  She bit her lower lip as she reached out to touch him.

Narcissa why are you never drunk?!?!?

"We can wait till they leave. Order a pitcher of something and let’s get this show on the road!"

"Why always a pitcher?  I can't drink the whole thing by myself!  Oh, fine, whatever...I want a Frozen Mudslide or a Screaming Orgasm."  She looked Lucius in the eye at the last one.  "What?  It's a cocktail!"

Narcissa why are you never drunk?!?!?

"I don’t bloody know I’m not a bartender! I can be a Casanova though." He winked at her.

"Not when the house elves and servants are coming into the room!" she protested.

Is there a mute button on this fiancé?

*narrows her eyes at him* No.

"I was only kidding Cissa!" Lucius wrapped his leg around her waist and felt his length grow a bit hard again. Narcissa was amazing and he wanted to love her till the day he died. 

The head of his cock was now pushing into her back slightly and he shifted his hips so hopefully she wouldn’t notice. 

She smacked his arm lightly when he said he was joking.  "Oh, you!"  When was the last time it was the two of them together, just like this?  Actually...considering they hadn't made love together before, she really had no answer for that.  But the prospect of a loving husband coming home to her every day made her heart flutter.

Getting pulled from her thoughts, Narcissa felt the unusual prodding of something against the small of her back and she looked up at Lucius, her brows furrowed.  "Honey?"

You can only call me that when we’re married. It’s Lucius to you.

I disagree.  I'm calling you Mr. Malfoy because I can!

Narcissa why are you never drunk?!?!?

Lucius flopped them both onto the bed and snapped his fingers for a house elf. “What are you drinking dear? Just because we’re not going out doesn’t mean I can’t get you drunk.”

Her legs entwined with his as she settled herself onto the bed, still giggling.  "Ow, that hurt a little too hard!  I think I'm in the mood for something creamy and sweet.  No wine, no champagne, no fruity drinks for today.  I need something different!"

"I think four would be too many, honestly. Can you imagine us running around after four little heirs and heiresses? It sounds dreadful. No, three would be my limit." He held her a little tighter and whispered in her ear, "When do I get to call you my wife? Can we elope three days before the wedding? Is that allowed?" Lucius laughed and kissed her temple. 

"Your figure will never go to waste with me around." Lucius said smugly.

"We shall see!" she replied matter-of-factly.  In truth, she was all too frightened at the prospect of being a mother.  Narcissa didn't know what to expect, and she wasn't trained to raise a child!  No, she was raised to be a wife, but not a mother!

Her hand went up to touch his forearm where he squeezed her form.  "No, we can't elope!  Can you imagine, my mother keeling over from such a thing?  We promised them we'd wed, and they would be able to throw the party.  And people are expecting to see us!"

You’re becoming an expensive bride.

Is that a problem?

No… but I think making it up to you will largely involve my tongue between your legs.

Mr. Malfoy!

"It doesn’t hurt?" Lucius asked sounding slightly concerned. He took his wand from the bedside table and cleaned the sheets and his fiancé up. After he was done he wrapped his arms around her tightly and kissed her. 

"I hope that was good for your first time. Can you believe we’ll only ever have sex with each other for the rest of our lives? How many children do you want to have Cissa? I want three. I think I want a boy first, obviously and then maybe a girl and then I don’t really care what comes next. What do you think?"

"It did at first," she admitted, knowing that they'd just had their 'first time'.  "But I'm fine now.  Wonderful, in fact."  Narcissa felt right at home in his arms, in their home, uninterrupted by wandering servants and house elves that daren't disturb them.

She giggled.  "I don't think I'll mind you bedding me for the rest of our lives.  And I don't know how many kids we want.  But I don't want more than three or four!  You don't want my figure to go to waste, do you?"

Narcissa why are you never drunk?!?!?

"It just got turned into date night in!" Lucius said as he pushed to door open their bedroom. 

"And here I thought you wanted to get me drunk!"  She held onto him for dear life, hoping he wouldn't drop her until they got to the bed.