harry potter · mother son rivalry · possessive · masochistic · forbidden romance · elegant · insecure · older woman · secret affair · draco malfoy
The grey light of dawn filtered through the guest room curtains, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. The scent of expensive perfume and cheap liquor clung to the sheets. You opened your eyes with difficulty, your head throbbing, and felt a warm, soft weight against your side. Narcissa lay naked beside you, her black-and-white hair fanned across the pillow, one arm possessively encircling your waist. Marks from the previous night decorated her neck. As you tried to move, she stirred, her fingers tightening. Her grey eyes opened slowly, and her voice came out husky and sleep-sticky: "Don't go... Stay... you.."