HP: In The Magical World As Draco Malfoy

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"Raise your arms," I ordered, my fingers closing around the red dress. She did so, her stretched body even more enticing than before. 

It was a real game of willpower to not do anything sexual other than occasional grab or caress as I gently pulled the dress on her. 

"You look amazing," I murmured.

"Thanks, son," she murmured halfheartedly, captivated by her own reflection just like her namesake. 

But in her case, it was justified, I noted even as I licked my lips to combat arousal-induced dryness. 

The little red dress wrapped around her to reveal her toned body for any onlooker's gaze. 

Even discounting its tightness, it had a thin but deep cleavage in the front, going until her belly, revealing the inner side of her breasts. 

The back of her dress was even worse, the emptiness went deep until her bottom, encroaching the area that should have belonged to her skirt enough to hint the absence of her panties, which was also short enough to protect her secret only when she was standing completely upright. 

On top of all, the silky fabric of her dress was extremely thin, not doing anything to hide neither her erect nipples, nor her rising arousal down there.

I let my hands roam over her body freely, mounting a lingering invasion over her inviting cleavage. It was a real display of willpower, denying the request of fingers to delve deep into her chest to sank into her inviting flesh once more. 

It was tempting to push the short dress up to create a convenient access for me, and take her right in the dressing room. 

But that would have wasted a lot more interesting opportunities afforded by the setting. 

"The dress is perfect. Let's go," I said simply instead.

I watched as a wave of disappointment spread through her face, but she said nothing, just reached towards her actual clothes. 

Clothes that I vanished before she could grab them. "Draco?" she said, confused.

"You're already dressed, aren't you, mother? Why would you need those scraps?" I said, enjoying the blossoming of panic, once again accompanied by arousal, replacing her momentary disappointment.

"But I can't go out like that," she said, her arms wrapping around her breasts to fend off the imaginary onlookers. But even while saying that, her excitement was showing through.

"You can and you will," I said, taking a step towards her which forced her to look up. 

"Because I said so." Then, without waiting for an answer, I grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the dressing booth. 

She yelped in surprise, but put no resistance, obediently following.

There was a small complication waiting for us outside. The sales assistant had returned to the floor while we were discussing the best way of putting the dress, putting her in a prime location to watch us leaving the dressing room together. 

Her eyes popped open in shock, no doubt coming to some accurate, but likely a bit excessive, conclusions about what had been going on in the dressing room.

I didn't bother to act apologetic, choosing to smirk at her smugly. She blushed deeply. She was supposed to kick us out of the shop, or giving us a stern warning at least, but no words left her mouth. It wasn't surprising. 

It was very difficult to stick to the store policy when it stood between you and several thousand in commission. 

Still, her silence tickled my imagination, and I decided to test just how far I could push her. 

"Can we get several pairs of stilettos to try, mostly black and red," I said, and she scuttled, taking the opportunity to get away from the situation as quickly as she could, leaving me alone with Narcissa.

"Draco," she pleaded as I gently pushed her on the chair. "What are you doing?"

I spent a second to enjoy the view created by her dress, which turned out to be too short to properly cover her while she was sitting. 

"Why mom, we need to find some shoes for you of course. We can't go dancing if you are barefoot."

"But, what about my…" she said, her voice dwindling half-way. "What about my panties?"

"What about them," I said, acting surprised. "Is there a problem?" I added even as I placed my hand on her leg, sliding upwards until my fingers reached her wet lips. 

"Mother!" I said in a mock surprise. 

"Did you know that your panties were absent? How could such a disgrace happen." She opened her mouth to reply, but I was ready, my lips clamping to hers, arresting her words. 

"But don't worry, as a good son, I will gladly take the task of protecting your modesty in their absence!" My fingers slid inside her, a cry ran off her lips, reverberating in me even as my rhythmic invasion explored her tunnel. 

Then, I pulled as quickly as I started, leaving Narcissa fumbling to cover herself.

She barely managed to push through the border of being presentable before the sales assistant arrived, but with her red face and messy demeanor, there wasn't a chance that the sales assistant would miss what had gone through in her absence. 

However, she did the smart thing and acted completely obvious, ensuring to receive a generous tip. None of us were inclined to speak. 

They weren't because of the thick air of awkwardness in the room, and I wasn't because I was busy enjoying their discomfort, even as my fingers danced over Narcissa's shoulders, naked other than her thin straps. 

The assistant crouched in front of Narcissa, a shoe already on her hand, while I was looming above Narcissa, watching the reaction of both of them.

"Could you raise your foot," the assistant asked, and Narcissa did so, her hands tight around her skirt in an effort to hide her lack of underwear. 

A vain effort, I assumed based on the slight widening of her eyes. 

But once again, she proved that the customer experience was more important to her than modesty, helping Narcissa try several different shoes without uttering a word.

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