In the Closet

Beauty comes from within

"Cissa, want to shag?" Rabastan said.

"Sure, and don't call me Cissa!" Narcissa said.

"But Bella, Andromeda, Sirius and even Lucius call you that!" sputtered Rabastan

"They are family, or as good as since Bella is shagging Lucius!"

"I thought you wanted Lucius!"

"I'll get him, when Bella is done with him! Persistence and perseverance that's the key! But I'm not going to sit around waiting for her to be through with him!"

"What are you going to do than?"

"Shag you, what else! I want to have some pleasure and you Rabbi have just been selected to give it to me!"

"Where? The closet?" Rabastan asked.

"That would be a nice place to start, would it?" Narcissa said.

~*~*~*~

"Alohomora!"

The closet had opened and they went in. Luckily there were no people already in there. That would have been something! It was rumoured that James Potter had lost his virginity in this closet. Narcissa shuddered at the idea that she was about to lose hers in the same closet.

No matter what anybody told, she was still a virgin. By choice she could add. She wanted to wait for the love of her life, Lucius Malfoy. But Lucius was dating her sister Bellatrix and she was tired of waiting. So when Rabastan offered her... well now she would at least now if she liked the damn thing everybody was talking about.

They undressed. Each undid their own clothing. They didn't know it could heat up the fire if the undressed the other instead of themselves. They were inexperienced.

Finally they stood in full bloom in front of the other, taking in every aspect of the others body,

Rabastan was taller than Narcissa, but then again he was older than she was. He had no muscles at all. He wasn't a Quidditch player like Lucius... He was more of a student; always with his head in books about the Dark Arts. It was a wonder he even thought about sex every now and then.

Narcissa was beautiful, but she had a haughtily look about her, saying she was better than everyone else. Her breasts were round and her nipples stood up fierce in Rabastan's gaze.

His hands were already grazing at them. He had lost his mind, but it did feel good.
What the hell was she thinking? Did she actually want him to continue? Yes, was the answer that welled up in Narcissa. So she pulled him closer and turned around. Grinding her hips at his crotch; making him moan in excitement.

She was almost moaning herself when he got into her. This felt really good, if it wasn't for the pain! The pain was hell! Bella had told her this before, but still she wasn't prepared for it. Bella had said also that it was only the first time that hurt. Well, this way Lucius wouldn't cause her pain...

At the thought of Lucius, Narcissa moaned. Her breath had become more irregular as Rabastan had moved up the pace by instinct. The last thing she thought before the waves of passion overflowed her was that she could really get used to this...

~*~*~*~

Rabastan held Narcissa tight. He was afraid to let her go. And what if she had hated the whole experience? Rabastan couldn't bear the thought. She was the only woman he ever loved. He also knew that she wasn't for him, but at least he had taken her virginity. That would be something no one would ever take away from him. Sure they could make him forget the memory, but that wouldn't change the fact that she truly lost her virginity to him: Rabastan Lestrange!