Her body is my coffin. (Lucius, Nagini)

[Lucius Malfoy]

It was dark. Frighteningly dark.
The moon was Waxing Crescent over the mist, and over the looming and usually statuesque trees of the forbidden forest. The night stars twinkled up above with a bright intensity. The constellations were wonderfully aligned as usual, as polaris rested on the tip of the night sky. The Universe was a wonderful spectacle tonight. Any wanderer would stop dead in their tracks to gape at such a natural beauty.

Unless you were a certain someone lurking in the darkness of the forbidden woodlands, that resided beside Hogwarts.
The more than exausted Lucius Malfoy, who trudged in his shining dress shoes along the mangy muck of the woodland frontier around him, couldn’t in the slightest see if the stars were out tonight. In fact, he could barely see in front of him, let alone pointlessly look at the night sky. And he sure as hell didn't care a spot about what was in the d**n sky at this time of night. In fact, in any other night at all.
Our dear Lucius was not one to stop and stare at beauty.

Lucius slithered a curse through his clenched teeth as he stepped in a thick puddle of mud. And cursed the second time at the pure white owl whom flew into the opening of his plain glass window only thirty minutes beforehand. He cursed that the note ever had the audacity to fall into his hands, and for the vile letters that were etched inside. It was of course, a note. Sealed with red wax, and a serpent’s emblem engraved in it, of course.
How appropriate.

She wrote with curly, and slanting letters. It was a bit scratchy for a woman. But you could of course make it out, nonetheless. This inadequate excuse for a serpent may be vile, but she wasn’t the least bit a barbarian. He at least would give her that much.

The letter read;



Or maybe not; Barbarian, Indeed.

Lucius carelessly tread in another puddle with the same foot, as he passed his way through an unbelieveably scratchy and painful shrubbery. The twisted and devilish branches caught hold of his precious and hollow cane, and began slowly tightening around it, refusing to let go. This hollow cane was pitifully missing a head. A silver snake head, to be precise. Which had his wand faithfully attatched to the bottom, as always.

Frustrated and blustered, Lucius took a hold of the cane and forcefully tried to wiggle it free. It was to no avail. He wiggled harder. Still, it wouldn’t budge. Shouting, and thrashing his wretched cane about and fuming angrily, after a few moments Lucius had the notion that no living creature could possibly take his cane out of the clutches of this branch.
Lucius sighed, and finally let go of the cane, but not to suddenly call it quits like a pathetic school girl and cry in a corner; but to of course try another devious tactic.
“Hmmm..” After a moment of contemplation, Lucius bent over the blasted, infuriating Brush as he carefully slid off his right black leather glove. His slender white fingers were bare in the night air as he reached for a coiling, thorn branch beside him. His fore and middle finger wiggling up and down wildly. “Coochy-coo!” He said almost silently, and sneered solemnly as he began to tickle it.
The branch released its grip, and his hollow, pathetic excuse for a Malfoy’s cane fell to the floor.

After retrieving it, Lucius had the right mind to smack it again, but he knew the thought would only result to his foolish demise. It would be to no avail to get revenge when the man was completely wandless.
There was an echoing howl that resonated from deep inside the forest. Lucius’s insides clenched together for a split moment, his platinum head snapped left and right in a questionable look.

She must know that there are Centaurs out here, doesn’t she?
Of course she does.
Barbarian brat--


Another puddle, and his foot was in the slick brown goo.
Huffing, Lucius put his hand around his cape, pulled it up, and quickly took his right foot out of the mud.
A clearing was ahead, Lucius observed before his foot landed in the thick muss. And he would wait there.
If she was so giddy to give his wand back, then she would have to lurk every corner of the confounded, hideous forest to find him.
After a few steps or so, he quickly wiped his shoe on the tall grass below him. Lucius grumbled violently as he took his hankercheif out and began squeaking his boot clean. He was now in the clearing, and for almost a mile, there was nothing but long, tall grass and a log that was conveniently resting nonchalantly beside him. How Quaint.

That Vile, Slithering, impudent, barbarian brat of a snake!

He snorted, and threw away his hankerchief (which was full of mud) on the grass below him. Now, all that was ahead of him was waiting.
Lucius wouldn’t in his wildest dreams sit on the slightly wiggling log. The bark on it would scratch his hands, and who knows what vile creatures lurk inside of it?
A moment of silence, and suspense.
He was Fuming of certian moments that happened only a week or so before.
Certain moments that he undoubtedly wasn’t proud of.
But still, he couldn’t help but produce a long, devilish sneer.
A smile slightly curled Lucius’s lips, as he stood in the wavering grass.
His right hand firmly gripped his cane as he peered across the field, with the usual mask of boredom yet with that one smirk playing on the corner of his mouth.

Yes, he admitted he was thinking of her. After that uncouth spectacle they made of themselves, of course he would have a slight inkling to draw her into his thoughts.
But why is this taking so long?
He was certain that that… Serpent; could at least find a measly clearing and suspect he would be there. After all, she did at least have an once of intelligence.
For a lap dog.

[nagini]

Nagini had to admit, a part of her didn't expect him to come. It wasn't exactly like he was fond of her - but she had to remember, she had something he wanted, and probably couldn't live without. She had been lounging in her office, trying to hide her anxiety and slight anticipation of the meeting that was to come - twirling the seperent-headed wand between her slender fingers - when Filch had come to tell her there was an intruder on the grounds. Of course, he normally would have gone to tell the Headmaster, Snape, such a thing - but Nagini had informed him beforehand that she was expecting someone.

After thanking the Squib, a man she wasn't really fond of and sometimes had an inkering to have him as a midnight snack, she resisted the urge, and headed out the door of her office in the dungeon. Once she was out of his range, she bent down - allowing her body to shift into the serpent she truly was. Her skin and hair turned to emerald sclaes, and her body elongated to a good, at least, 10 feet long. Once in her serpentine form, she proceded to pick up the wand in her mouth, trying to avoid crushing it - that wouldn't please Lucius at all. Of course, sometimes she wanted nothing more than to make him angry... But she knew that his wand was a serious matter.

Once she had slithered up the winding stairs, it was easy for her to slip out a window that was opened the tiniest bit, and find her way out onto the grounds. She knew no one would notice her - even if she was a giant serpent. It was nearly pitch black outside, and none of the students had proper infrared vision like she did.

The Forbidden Forest did not scare her. The creatures in there were probably more afraid of her than she was of them - at least, when she was in her serpent form. She slithered carefully along the cool and slightly damp ground, avoided branches and the like that might try to grab ahold of her. It was silent - until she heard a bit of rustling, and a man's voice. A man's voice that she recognized all to well. She quickly recoiled before she came into his view, and made her way up a tree - she wanted to have the elemet of surprise.

It seemed as though he hadn't seen her, as he was trying to get back the hollow bottom of his cane back from a live branch. Were she in here human form, she would have smirked. Once he had retrieved said cane, and continued on, she did as well - easily moving through the thick branches of trees intertwined.

And there was the clearing. She watched as he cleaned himself off - what a pansy - and sat on a rotting log. She was frighteningly still for a moment as she watched him, as still as a serpent could be, and she almost did smirk - in her serpent form or not - when she saw that hint of a sneer cross Lucius' mouth. She knew exactly what (or who, in this case) he was thinking about.

She slid her way down the large tree as silently as possible, and kept herself in the brush as she transformed back into her human form. Her scales once again reverted to skin and hair - both with a light green tint to them - and her body shrunk to the height of about 5'6". A simple emerald gown seemed to materialize, as did a black velvet cloak. Once she was ready, taking his wand in her hand now - after all, it would be rather awkward if she had it in her mouth when she approach him, albeit hilarious - and she stepped out from the thick brush, revealing herself to him.

"Looking for me?" She asked simply, once again twirling his wand from finger to finger with easy, her inhumanly bright green eyes watching him closely - a smirk that resembled the one on his own lips on her face. This would be an interesting night.[/color]

[Lucius Malfoy]

It was only a wait of mere seconds, sitting on the filthy and pathetic excuse for a log. It felt quite good to rest after a long, and fatiguing experience of a “stroll” through the forbidden Forest, even though with one movement, the roll of tree bark began wiggling wildly underneath him. After all, he wasn’t the youthful, eccentric, and strapping lad he once was. Although, strapping nonetheless.

Lucius wasn’t the least bit startled with Nagini’s serpant-like words stringing casually out of her mouth. In fact for quite a while now, our beloved Death Eater was silently searching for the sound of her sleek accent in the mist. After an interesting evening of countless shocks, Lord Malfoy had more than learned thoroughly of this reptile’s sly and stealthy love for the element of surprise. He knew it would only be awhile until she would furtively appear (most likely behind him) entwining her long fingers with his beloved wand. Yes. This act was plastered “Snake” all over it.

He had heard her slithering voice, appropriately echoing behind him.

Slowly moving his body out of the sitting position placed upon his log, Lucius gradually turned towards the woman. His Platinum hair Whisped about his shoulders and his dark robes, billowing behind him.
For a second, standing there silently in the midst of his reptile, he drew in a small breath, and inconspicuously gazed in vertical motions at this pathetic excuse for a female. He did it with ease, and with the visual presumption that it was the most natural act in the world. Lucius turned up his nose, and almost whispered these words through his teeth.

“You know why I’m here, you foul reptile. Excuse me if I don’t try to stop and chat, but I would love what is so precious to me to be back in my hands--”

Lucius paused for a moment and emphasized, “—With Haste.”

He stepped a few steps closer to her, with his leather gloved hand reaching forward. A vile squint resided in his eyes, as he wrinkled his nose towards the girl. He paced still closer, as they were now in civil and enclosing distance towards each other.

He could almost feel his fellow wand in his hands. One long, and barren week without a wand was torture for a dark wizard. And especially this one. It was murder to try and spew lies towards Narcissa about his reason of not carrying his beloved cane around the Manor. It was murder, not because he had to lie to his obsessive, overbearing, insinuous, and born of a jackal wife, but because he was almost out of false reasons why a cane didn’t reside in his hand everywhere he moved. His Damned spouse almost always caught him off guard, hurling questions at him with long, sharp, and sturdy spears. Something that he had once admittedly fallen in love with, but now he curses the day she had ever learned to open that never ceasing flapping mouth of hers. He blames it on her now close relationship with a chummy companion of Narcissa's by the name of “Senile”.

Lucius’s hand twitched forward in expectancy.
“Give… It.” He spat with the outmost care.

He wouldn’t want to start a ruckus, now would he?

[nagini]

Well, Nagini wasn't exactly expecting him to be too civil or have much small talk with him - but really, he was just being rude. Of course... She hadn't exactly been nice to him during their last meeting.. The same could be said for him though! He should be the slightest bit pleasant, seeing as how she was in posession of something that was quite important to him.

She watched him as he approached her, her smirk had faltered a bit because of his attitude, but she regained it when he was within a few feet of her. He was a handsome man, she wasn't going to lie. Of course, Nagini had a thing for older men - even though she might be quite a bit older than Lucius as it was - she certainly didn't look it, and was great at hiding it. But, when she was around Lucius, she felt like she had to put up a very strong wall, and quite a bit of maturity. He wasn't one to fall for her innocent act.

A scowl briefly crossed her face as he outstreched his hand to reach for his wand - she she moved back a step. He wasn't going to get it that easily. Still, she wanted to tug on his strings and push a few buttons while she was here... So she let the very tip of the black wood brush ever so slightly against his gloved fingertips before she pulled the wand into her and turned away from him.

"You're not one to waste any time, are you?" She questioned with a light chuckle, striding away from him and studying his wand with feigned interest. "Though I give props to your fowardness - you aren't getting this that easily." With that, she turned swiftly on her heels to face him, a very malicious and mischevious look in her eyes. "Besides, what's in it for me if I just give it to you?"

She came within a foot of him, and began to circle about him, like a predator would circle its prey. And Nagini was quite the predator. She trapped the wood of the wand with her nails a bit, and dragged it along his shoulders for a moment, before she pulled away. Ah, she loved taunting the silver-haired man. He was so tense, and really, he needed to let go a bit. And Nagini was the best person to accomplish such a thing. Not like his horrid wife, Narcissa. Nagini had always held contempt for the woman - simply because Nagini knew her loyalties laid with her son, and not with the Dark Lord. Lucius cared for his son, yes, but he was willing to sacrifice him for the Dark Lord. Narcissa was not. And Nagini was determined to fix that... Or replace her. Whichever came first.

Now that she had baited him, there was nothing to do but way. She knew this would end similar to their encounter all those days ago.. But that was what she wanted. And she knew, secretly, Lucius probably wanted that as well. [/color]

[Lucius Malfoy]

The pit of Lucius’s stomach lurched for a moment, as Nagini brushed his precious solid silver head of a wand against his leather-gloved fingertips. What exactly was this sly reptile doing? Lucius’s knuckles tightened in an unknown fury at her act. Slowly, his chin turned up and blue eyes squinted in a questionable glare. She was taunting him, like the sly character she was. He knew it. Deep in his bones, he could feel it. And on his tongue, he could taste it. She was exactly like him, he supposed. A cunning and conniving little being. Gradually, Lucius’s teeth began to clench, as his lips began to curl inward. He felt himself rapidly breathe in.

“What’s in it for you?”

He repeated. Yes Lucius, what exactly is in it for her? he thought to himself for a moment. This was a question he had asked himself almost the moment he got the letter to meet at this confounded swamp. He knew all too well what he was doing to himself. Distancing. The Dark Lord would have his head on a platter, for all to see. The mortified faces of his family, staring back at his lifeless mask. The humiliation he would bring the Malfoy name. The humiliation. Draco, possibly killed by his Lord’s revengeful acts. Narcissa… Well, good riddance. But not his boy!

“What is in it… For you?”
Once again, Lucius replied as Nagini trailed his wand against Lucius’s own broad shoulders. It was almost a tickling feeling, which caused his neck to slightly and inconspicuously, twitch.

The Malfoy manor burnt to the ground! His fellow collegues spitting and jeering at His and his son’s unmarked grave! And the Sly Nagini peering down with a snicker etched mockingly in her pretty face. She would possibly plan the whole thing, She would! Nagini, the serpant completely faithful to the Dark Lord would be the sole initiator of the complete havoc and eventually downfall of the Malfoy Bloodline. And all she had to rely on was her charming good looks, and that one conniving and pesky little smile upon her lips. That smile. That small little grin can say the world, now can’t it? He had known her all too well. The tricks she plays, the silly little things that she can say which stirs conflicted pains on other souls. She knows they run deep, and that is what really gives his slithering serpant a small spark of entertainment. They were alike, She and him in many, many ways.

And Narcissa, oh Narcissa to be learned of such an act by her husband. In his mind she would cry from joy, but by the circumstances… Well, who gives a spot? She can say what she likes! Damned woman. He could barely remember the time that he had felt an inlking of ‘love’ or any certain feelings associated her. Years have passed by, and their relationship seemed to have dulled. I hate her. he decided. Hasn’t he always? It wasn’t love he had married for, was it?

Never mind that, it certiantly wasn’t love he was edging so keenly about.

Quickly, and without a thought in his head, he grabbed ahold of Nagini’s slender, and pale wrist.

“… For you?” He muttered in a silent whisper that was still audible to hear.

He paused for a moment feeling the shock of himself, grabbing a hold of this woman. It was a feeling that was more than pleasant. It was absolutely scrumptious. Slowly, he pulled her towards him by her tiny wrist. Its funny how a woman can feel so fragile, and yet be an utter tank in presence and poise. It was especially amusing to Lucius as he stared into her now concentrated pale face, and glowing green eyes.

“My dear…” He had pulled her towards him with a snag violently. The wrist that he had clenched within his black paws he knew was completely fine, but it was still bending slightly unnaturally by the force of his palm.
His face was only inches away from hers, as he felt her breath upon his skin. His chin turned up once more in his classic look of defiance. He grinned, but not of complete malice. A true smile played on the corner of his lips, as he held back a sly snigger. Lucius’s long platinum hair draped down on the corners of his face, as he leaned in closer to the woman. His right hand now losing his clench as his left reached for the small of Nagini’s back.

“I don’t give a flying damn what you want.” He lightly chuckled, “You should know by now my pretty little reptilian, that it’s all about me.”

[nagini]

Now, Nagini was quite pleased with herself. She had gotten just the reaction she had wanted out of him - even if he did seem to be gripping her wrist a little too hard. Her fragile and slender wirst bent awkwardly, but in a way that would never hurt a snake, and she hardly resisted when he pulled her towards him. She stepped slowly towards him as he tugged on her, and when she found herself but inches from him, her smirk turned to a grin.

In the back of her mind, a tiny, miniscule voice told her that the Dark Lord would be furious if he knew what was happening - but that made it that much better for her. All of her life she had followed the Dark Lord - his every whim, his every order. She had stayed by his side as a loyal pet, and while she did have power and she was more loyal to him than anyone could ever hope to be, even she needed a break sometimes. And Lucius was just the way she got that.

She kept her grip tight around his wand, though, she still wasn't going to give that back until she felt she wanted to - though she had to admit, he was certainly a bold one, placing his hand on the small of her back like that. She had half a mind to pull away and scold him that the Dark Lord was the only one who could ever even hope to touch her like that - but she didn't, amazingly enough. Her actions almost even surprised herself. If she hated this man so much, and wanted nothing more than to ruin his life, why would she left him be so intimate with her? She wasn't quite sure about that either.

His next words both annoyed and amused her. She let out a dry chuckle, finally slipping her wrist almost too easily out of his grasp - her wrist was so tiny, it was a miracle that he did not snap it, but that made it easier to slide out of his grasp. However, she did not hit him or slap him or anything violent of the like that she had been originally planning on doing - instead, she reached for his other hand, that was on her back, that still held the hollow part of his cane and brought it back in front of her.

In a swift movement, she slipped his wand back into the other half of the cane - making it whole again. Did he deserve to have his wand back so soon? She knew he didn't, but something told her he was going to stick around anyways, no matter if Nagini had leverage over him or not. With that being done, one of her arms snaked (ha, forgive the pun!) around his neck, gripping his white hair ever so slightly.

"Spoken like the Dark Lord himself, Lucius," She knew that would have some effect on him - whether it be good or bad, she wasn't sure. She knew Lucius was loyal to the Dark Lord, that didn't mean he didn't hold resentment towards him. To be compared to such an evil and heartless man, perhaps that would offend Lucius. But then again, the Dark Lord was the most powerful man in the world right now - so maybe Lucius would take it in a good why. Either way, though, Nagini would still be quite pleased with herself.

Even now that she didn't have his wand in her posession... She knew she held more power over him than his wife, his son, or even the Dark Lord could ever hope to have. [/color]

[Lucius Malfoy]

It was pride that inevitably egged Lucius on to his next act, it was that complete intense amount of pride, and an exceptional Lust for power that dwelled in the pits of his stomach, which was currently snagged by the woman and sly reptilian who was mearly inches away from his face.
Her glowing greens were rested upon him, as Lucius felt her step towards his appearance as he had held upon her. It seems that his snake was deliberately consenting to his firm grip on the small of her back, and the miniscule inches of space that were placed between them. His stomach jolted again as she did this, and the smile that played in the corners of his mouth broadened.

And oh, how Lucius could feel the Lapdog’s sweet breath toying upon his skin, as his own lungs were rapidly increasing along with the now building intensity that lay in his abdomen. Was it nerves, because it had been years before the thought of toying with another woman? He had barely touched Narcissa. Who would dream to touch such a pathetic and nagging excuse for a Female? He was a fool. An utter fool.
And out of all the women in the world, why was he thinking of his dreadful satan of a wife?
Nagini. Nagini. His thoughts should be with the reptile.

Lucius held back a snort, as Nagini dropped his cane. So easily, he could reach down and grab it. So easily, could he take her by wand point. But he found himself too damned lulled in the serpant’s eyes. He had gone too far, and became too close to her to reach down and grab his cane. Too close…

And then she had said it. “Spoken like the dark Lord Himself, Lucius.”
The power. The Ultimate power. His stomach flipped again.

“Silence!” He snarled.

Oh, how she toiled with his damned emotions. He knew that the snake knew what she was doing. It was such an obvious thing, why else would she speak those words? His sly reptilian of course didn’t mean a letter of it, he was certain. If Lucius was in her shoes, he wouldn’t imply a word of it either.
How they were alike!

And ever so quickly, did he fling his fingers forward to hold Nagini’s chin up to his face. Her eyes still lay upon him. So confident, and dark.
Flashes of his previous memory flew by him, the both of them rolling around making a spectacle of themselves whilst hands were flying and impacting in the other’s face and pressure points. The look that was plastered on Nagini’s mask as Lucius coiled his fingers around her neck. He was certain that he had her then. But now, it was certain that he never will. She was deliciously independent.

Slowly, Lucius bent his neck forward. He could feel their noses brush against each other. Not only was she a delightfully pleasant woman to look at, but she was hardly rough to the touch.

He deliberately moved his right hand to the back of her head, and vigorously pressed his lips against hers.

[nagini]

Nagini had to stifle a laugh at his sudden outburst - she did love messing with his mind, tugging at his emotions, pressing his buttons. She was like a cat playing with a ball of yarn... Or perhaps, in this case, like a snake playing with it's food before it dined. Yes, that seemed more appropriate for Nagini.

When he grasped her chin in his hand, she clenched her jaw slightly, and stared at him with narrowed eyes - almost defiantly. He thought he was in control here, didn't he? Oh, how wrong he was... And he would be finding that out the hard way. Nagini had no intentions of letting this encounter go too far, not yet. She wanted to leave him hanging, just like last time, just like she always would... He would never be in control. However, she would let him think he was. Just so she could rip that out from underneath him.

She was thrown for a bit of a loop, though, when he craned his neck forward and let his nose brush ever so slightly against hers. It was almost romantic in a way - though Nagini knew neither she nor Lucius was romantic in any way, shape or form, not now, anyways. This was about something completely different. It was just that... Nagini never had felt that sort of touch before. The only thing that came close to such a thing was her time spent with the Dark Lord - as he was the only one she was truly loyal to, and the only one she could ever feel any sort of attachment to - but this was... different. No matter. She pushed such thoughts and emotions away. No. She did not feel such things.

And that was proven when his lips so forcably met hers, and she wanted to laugh again. So eager, he was! Sure, it may seem like he was no controling the situation, but Nagini had more than a few tricks up her sleeves now... And she put those into action.

Closing her eyes, not because of the kiss, but because she was focusing - she allowed her canines that were usuall normal-size shift to become more snake-like - definately sharper, with the slightest hint of venom in them. It wouldn't kill him, but it might make his lips go numb. Ah, yes, that would be interesting.

She kept those fangs retracted for a bit, letting him enoy the moment - until about a minute had passed. Then, she started to take the lead, pushing back against his lips, and finally, letting those fangs retract. She took a small nip at his bottom lip, and within seconds, she could taste the metallic flavor of blood in her mouth. Let's see how he took that. [/color]

[Lucius Malfoy]

It was only a few moments of passion that lulled through Lucius’ mind. And within those moments, his muscles clenched together, and forced harder. It had been so long. So, so long since his last encounter with another woman. It was completely ravishing. No, not even ravishing. There honestly was no word to describe it. Enticing? Enchanting? These miniscule letters could describe only a part of this sensation.
This unknown feeling was now spreading from his fingers, to his spine, and all the way to the tips of his toes. It was… A young vibe. Yes… Youth. Something that Lucius hadn’t felt in decades, it seemed.

This long and suceptible feeling made the blonde as young as a perverse school boy, still lingering in the halls of the dreadful old Hogwarts; school of witchcraft and wizardry. Our Dark wizard had always been one with the ladies, since his breakthrough into the maze of puberty. A phase in which Lucius wished had never existed in the complicated ways of human growth. And because of these experiences, our Dark Wizard was more than aware of the pleasures of a woman. A single touch here, and a brush beside the cheek gave these creatures an irregular and extreme excitement.

It was then, when Lucius was in his youthful reverie that he felt a sharp, stabbing pain on his bottom lip. The pain was intense, as if someone had took a knife and ripped the inside of his lower mouth, as blood was rapidly flowing onto the wet sides of his tongue and gums.
Lucius’ eyelids that were once shut in the binds pleasure, flew completely open in incredulity.

Rapidly, His once active bottom lip began to numb. Tearing away from the Serpent’s lips, he moved backwards, clenching his mouth with his leather-covered hand. After a few seconds of clenching his mouth he retraced it, to analyze the flow of blood.

“Damned…” Lucius spit out a large amount of blood that had accumulated in his oraface, “… Snake!” he roared in a bluster.

The lulling sensation flew away faster than a snap, as pain began to fill Lucius’ mouth.
Blasted, Infernal, Confounded, pathetic excuse for a Reptile!


((OoC: Blah! It sucks and its way short! I know, but I also have Sanguini to reply as well!))

[nagini]

This time, Nagini could hardly conceal her laughter. When he had pulled away so suddenly, she was sure to jump back a bit - just incase his rage came her way - and she let a large grin cross her face as she let out a few innocent giggles. She had a bit of his blood staining her pale lips red, and was quick to lick it off - with a forked tongue, no less.

She watched his reaction with a pleased look on her face - seeing him in pain made her even more happy then the moments before when they had been sharing that kiss. As Lucius had just found out, Nagini was quite the sadist, and was not going to change that just for him. At his words, she gave him a sly look that proved that he was right about her being a 'damned snake' - because, quite simply, she was one.

Finally, as she knew her venom must be kicking in now, and his lip, perhaps the entirity of his chin, probably would have gone numb by now - and he would be preoccupied with that - she stepped forward a bit, watching him with that same pleased smile still wide on her face. She raised a single finger and wagged it at him, while making a 'tsking' noise.

"Lucius..." She began, shaking her head with another chuckle, "You, of all people, should know that when you play with serpents... You are bound to get bitten."

Now that she had said that, she knew that Lucius' rebuttle might be worse - but she didn't care. That only proved that she had control over him, and could get the reaction she wanted out of him with ease. However, before he had a chance to maybe go for his wand, or to make a move to physically hurt her, she had taken a few steps back once again, watching him with anticipation. Perhaps she should just return to her serpent form now, and rush back to Hogwarts.. Maybe he'd follow, or maybe he'd leave... Hmmm, she doubted he would leave without getting his revenge for her biting him. As she pondered over whether or not she should turn back into a serpent, and began to lead towards the idea that she should, she began to take on more snake-like traits than before.

Her eyes became a brighter green, so much so that they dimly glowed in the darkness and her pupils were now slit like a snakes, and it would seem that hair was darkening to an emerald color. The tongue that was behind her teeth was not only forked now - but had become completely snake-like - thin, forked, and black. She doubted Lucius noticed any of this though, as he was too busy... bleeding.[/color]

[Lucius Malfoy]

It was astounding. Just astounding how the thick, warm blood was pouring rapidly out of his now swollen and slightly numb bottom lip. It dripped into Lucius’ glove, and spread about by the pressure of his aching mouth upon it. His light brow furrowed as he studied it for a moment, trying to contain his complete arousal caused by the trickster of a Viper that was displayed so non-chalant in front of him, grinning ear to ear, spewing helpless words that were deliberately and calmly meant to provoke his innermost desires…

And in all truth, it did.

Lucius had to contain every fiber of his being, to lash out at the reptile in a mad dash of lust that he had been so deprived of.
In honesty, the only reason he held those passions in was of fear. The Dark Lord would have Lucius faithfully murdered by a close minion on the sight, if he had ever played too harshly with his highly prized lap dog. He supposed it would be Snape that would lead the attack. Severus Snape, greasy black mange of a man. The minion, whom would do any miniscule chore for his mightiful Dark Lord.
But what was Lucius thinking? Surely he wouldn’t disgrace himself with hypocratic thoughts. Nevertheless, Snape wasn’t the one whom had Nagini melting in his arms just moments before.

What was Lucius to do? It was more than plain that Nagini had held him in her grasp by day one, ever since that moment in the graveyard only a week ago. She was never his. He was simply hers. A plaything. Always a plaything… And to a woman!
He realized this now, as his eyes were still fixed on the blood that was pooled in his palm.
Quietly, Lucius began to move towards his wand.

“Yes. Quite.”
He nodded to the woman smirking devilishly in front of him, and he silently moved sideways, to bend and retrieve his wand.

“But now, my serpent… You will have to excuse me. I am done playing for the moment…”

He slithered through his teeth, with narrowed eyes.
Lucius moved about with utter and precise care. He made long movements with his right and left arms that detected the wand use was of no harm. Our scheming Blonde knew that Nagini had planned that the tides of this nigh were to possibly turn as it did in that night one week ago. That one, completely amusing night, he now confessed.
What a night…

“…Surely you of all serpents can understand! I have things to do, and people to see.
So sorry, but you will have to excuse me if I take my leave, my pesky reptile… But I am all out of fun and games if you see my meaning.” Lucius chuckled, and turned up a grin.

What a night… For a pesky plaything!

“You see, Nagini, I am in no mood to be your amusement tonight. It is clear by your actions that you wish this…” Lucius paused, “…Relationship to be what you wish it. I of course, only consider what pleasures me.”

Lucius took one long, glance up and down Nagini’s bodice. Her fangs were showing as well as other serpent-like qualities that are usually overbearing her presence. It was completely Ravishing, as he stated before. Such curves for a woman! Even if her fangs were showing like the esteemed predator she was.

“Tsk, Tsk.” Lucius clicked his tongue, as he brought his eyes to hers.
“...And Such a shame.”

And in that moment, Lucius was gone. Disappeared into thin air.
Apparated.

Lap dog to a Lap dog. Preposterous.