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You exchanged letters with Lucius constantly. Since you had started working at Hogwarts, the time you shared with the blond had decreased considerably. Minerva didn’t want him at school, which was understandable after everything that had happened in the war, so his visits were also very limited.
That didn't affect your intimacy, luckily. The letters were enough to keep up with each other, but also to take care of your lust. Lucius sent you the dirtiest howlers, which you responded to with images more than words: You had got a magic camera, so the blond could see you touch yourself whenever he wanted. And all while reading the letters he sent you.
“I miss seeing you so much ”, was how the letters usually began. Honey and sweetness, the path Lucius always took. And then midway everything turned dirty, as depraved as it could be, written in a nice cursive handwriting.
“I miss fucking that pretty cunt ”.
“I miss biting on those pretty tits of yours ”.
“I miss seeing you all hot and bothered, riding me, taking my cock like the whore you are ”.
You loved those phrases. You would repeat them in your mind all day while you were teaching, your panties constantly damp from it. At any moment you felt the need grow too much, you locked yourself in the classroom and fingered your pussy in an attempt to simulate what it was like to have Lucius inside you. You would close your eyes and think of him, of his cock, of how good it felt while he was fucking you. Sometimes you would cast a silencing spell so you could moan and be as loud as you wanted. Other times you would sneak into Severus’ quarters to relieve yourself with him.
No matter what you did, Lucius’s words always stayed in your mind. You treasured them until you met again, during the holidays, when the promises to treat you as you deserved became a reality.