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Lucius and Narcissa in Mark of Cain .
It was their baby, really, who wore him down in the end.
He needed to be near the baby, so he needed to be near to her. And the nearer he got to her, the less adept he became at keeping her out. It was nigh impossible for him to hold hands with her over the gentle curve of her belly in one moment, and then fall back into the impersonal courtesy he had used as a shield in the next.
Finally, when she was nearly five months gone, there was a shining moment when she kissed him as he knelt before her, and he didn't pull away.
"Lucius," she whispered. "Please. Oh, please."
He held her gaze, looking suddenly, terribly raw. Lips parted, just a little. Whispered, "Narcis-" and broke off. At a loss.
"Let me in," she pleaded. "You can't want this distance between us. I don't believe that."
His jaw wavered a little at that. She'd touched him. "No," he admitted. "No, I don't."
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