The dark mark
Lucille POV
He looks deep into my Soul smirking sipping the firewhiskey as I watch your Adam's apple Bob up and down I lick my licks breathing deeply you smirk raising his eyebrow humming
"I heard your thoughts at dinner since the moment you stepped into this school, feeling the burning need to be pinned to a wall and fucked until all other thoughts runs away from that beautiful mind, isn't that right my dear little witch "
my mouth suddenly becomes dry I nod softly he let a deep chuckle fill the air he started to step towards me the sound of the heel clicking the stone floor so strong he smirk towering over me "a girl so young as yourself can't pleasure herself in the right way that will give her any satisfaction "without missing a beat he grabs my hands roughly throwing them up in the air pinning them in place with one hand with a strong grip making me wince out in the most purest of pleasure that i have ever known this was all i wanted since i laid eyes on him he leans down brushing his lips across mine feeling his stubble where he had not shaved that day, i let out a moan of Bliss as he ran free hand down to my Petite body he smirks as his finger tips cross over my nipple that become hard with his intense touch i needed the feel of him more then ever i moan as he chuckled in my ear
“tell me miss Evens are you a virigin” i let a glup of air that i didnt realise i had been holding since my last orgams i felt embarrassed as many of the girls in my year was not i nod softly he hum rolling up his sleeve Unnoticeably as i was always drawn to his Hazel
“good i am impressed, and so would he” before i could question who he was he Plunged two fingers deep into my wet hot sticky cunt and forcing his tounge down my throat as i let of a heavenly moan in his mouth he moans rocking his fingers in a come here motion hitting the walls of my pussy.
The sound of a splashing noise was noteily coming from my pussy his fingers hold on tightly inside of me as i benign to tremble he pulled away before i had the chance to climix he raised his fingers to his nose and inhaled the sense of my juices before licking the wetness with his tongue
he smirks “oh yes he would be pleased”
my eyes went down to his fingers and landed on his arm my eyes widen in fear as i lay appon the dark mark, the mark of the people who killed my parents my breathing went wild as look at the door without saying a word running to my dorm shutting and jumping into bed falling into a Disturbed slumber many thoughts going through my mind unable to tell a soul at what happened…
I woke up again in the early hours of the morning groaning after tossing and turning for what felt like hours I rose from the bed and placed myself on the Window sill about to write a letter to Lucius I start thinking what did Snape mean that he would be impressed who is he
I sat and thought my brain tearing at itself I sigh grabbing my cloak unable to settle I needed to go for a walk clear my head, however, this walk did nothing but left me asking more questions.