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The Other Man	By : mimi1234 Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 44980 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters. I make no money from fanfiction.

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A/N: Hello. I realised recently that since joining AFF I’ve uploaded literally 1 fanfic per year. So here’s 2013’s offering (although I may go crazy and write 2 this year, who knows).

Anyway this is actually a sequel to the first story I wrote back in 2010, Caught Out! I don’t think you really need to have read CO! to follow this story as it’s basically just a PWP follow up. It’s up to you. In real life it’s been a couple of years but in the story it’s only been 3 weeks since CO! ended.

It started out as a oneshot but who knows when a one shot isn’t a oneshot? When it ends up being nearly 14,000 words long and you figure people might not want to read that all in one go! Still not sure how many chapters it will end up being though.

Also I’m English and I was thinking the other day that perhaps I use too many English-isms?? Hopefully not but if there is anything that doesn’t make sense, just ask and I’ll explain.

Thanks for reading x

Chapter One

Hermione was wondering down a muggle high street. As much as she loved the wizarding world, it was sometimes nice to escape back to her previous life. Walking down this street in muggle London, not one person recognised her. Here she wasn’t Hermione Granger, Harry Potter’s muggle born best friend and war hero. She could blend right in, as far as anyone here knew she was just a regular girl in her early 20’s out shopping. There was no pressure.

There was also the added bonus that walking around muggle London meant the chances she would bump into a certain older blonde haired pure blooded wizard were nil.

She bit her lip as she thought back to what had happened in his office at the Ministry 3 weeks previously. How he’d spanked her as she bent over his desk, all in the name of teaching her a lesson. It was a lesson she wouldn’t be forgetting for a long time. She felt her cheeks heat as she remembered the reason she’d ended up in his office, how he’d walked in to her office to find her with her legs spread wide frantically fucking herself with her fingers.

She quickly blanked her memory of everything else that had happened in his office that day. They were not appropriate thoughts to be having whilst walking around in public. She was sure her cheeks were scarlet from the heat she felt radiating from them. That didn’t stop her blaming the crisp autumn chill as the reason her nipples had hardened against her bra though. She opened a couple of buttons at the top of her thin coat; the last thing she wanted was for anyone to notice.

She came to a stop outside a bookshop. The tower of old weathered tomes stacked high in the window caught her eye. Perhaps she’d treat herself to a book. Yes, that was just what she needed. A night curled up on the sofa with a new book to become engrossed in. She’d barely stepped back from the window to enter the shop when a voice sounded from behind her.

“Well well of all the places to bump into you.” Lucius spoke in his suave voice.

Hermione startled slightly, she couldn’t help it. She raised her eyes to look in the window and sure enough there was Lucius Malfoy reflected in the glass. He was stood just behind her wearing an expensive looking muggle suit.

She turned slowly to face him trying to think of something to say. Why couldn’t she think of anything to say?!

“I’m sure you weren’t expecting to see me here, were you? He smirked. “I imagine that was your reason for visiting a muggle high street seeing as you’ve been avoiding me for the past 3 weeks.”

“I…I haven’t been...” She stammered.

“Do I look like a fool to you Hermione?” He said cutting her off. “What is it that has kept you away? Could it be embarrassment I wonder? What embarrasses you more, how you begged me to put my fingers inside that tight pussy of yours or how good my cock felt fucking it?”

Hermione’s eyes widened at his words.

“Mr Malfoy!” She gasped as she realised how many people were in ear shot of them.

Lucius took her by the arm and led her away from the crowds of people shopping in the high street.

“Mr Malfoy is it now?” Lucius spoke as he looked for somewhere quieter. “You called me Lucius that day in my office.”

“Where are we going?” She asked as she tried to pull her arm from his grip. He wasn’t holding her tightly but it was enough to stop her getting away.

Lucius spotted an alleyway up ahead and pulled Hermione into it.

Hermione’s breathing sped up as she was led further down the abandoned walkway. She tried to convince herself that it was fear that had quickened her heart beat and not anticipation. After what had happened between them before though it was hard not to contemplate what he might have in store for her.

Her internal battle was cut short as she found herself suddenly pushed up against the wall, her back connecting with the cold brickwork behind her. She was about to let out a shriek when Lucius’ lips covered hers.

She whimpered as she felt the pressure of his mouth against hers. Merlin he was good at kissing. She hadn’t forgotten from last time but she had tried to keep all thoughts of his lips from her mind since. The last thing she’d planned on doing was getting herself worked up again and ending up back in his office. No matter how good it had been last time. The way he had made her feel and the way she had behaved terrified and excited her all at the same time.

“I want you to come with me.” He murmured against her lips.

Hermione let out a shuddering breath, she didn’t know what to say. Her mind was telling her it was a bad idea. Unfortunately her body didn’t feel the same. Her lip caught between her teeth as Lucius’ mouth moved to her neck.

“Come with me.” He repeated his breath fanning out over the sensitive skin of her neck.

“Where?” Hermione whispered.

“I own a flat in Belgravia. We can go there.” Lucius replied before returning his mouth to hers.

It struck Hermione as odd that Lucius Malfoy would own property in an area so highly populated with muggles. Although she supposed if he was going to own a house in muggle London, it made sense that he would choose somewhere like Belgravia. It was one of the most affluent ostentatious parts of London.

She stopped dwelling on Lucius’ choice in property when she felt his tongue slip between her lips. She moved her own tentatively against his.

Lucius had to stop himself groaning as she returned his kiss. He knew she still wanted him. He was greatly frustrated that she hadn’t returned to his office after the day he’d caught her masturbating. In the last few days he’d been half tempted to use lust potion to spike her coffee again but the infuriating little witch had been avoiding him like the plague.

Besides which he hadn’t wanted to resort to the lust potion again. He knew she’d enjoyed it last time and he’d hoped she would return of her own accord. It had quickly become clear that that wasn’t going to happen though, hence why he had sought her out here where he knew she wouldn’t be expecting him.

Hermione raised her hands to Lucius’ shoulders, her fingers digging into the material of his suit jacket. With her hands out of the way Lucius began to undo the rest of the buttons on her coat.

As soon as her coat hung open he broke the kiss to look down at her. She was wearing black muggle skinny jeans and a tight blue jumper that didn’t quite reach her jeans leaving a small expanse of her flat stomach revealed to him.

He could feel Hermione’s breaths in short bursts against his cheek. He raised his eyes so he could watch her reaction as he lifted his hands to cup her breasts.

Hermione’s eyes closed under his intense gaze and the feel of her nipples straining against her bra. She knew he’d be able to see them through her jumper. Merlin she couldn’t believe how much she wanted him to move his thumb over them.

“Come with me.” Lucius repeated once more before brushing his left thumb over her nipple before doing the same to the right. He kept this up until he had both thumbs circling her erect buds.

“O…Ok.” Hermione finally gave in.

“Good girl.” Lucius whispered leaning in to kiss her again.

Hermione moaned against his mouth. Why did she like it when he told her she was a good girl? Since when had she been so desperate for the approval of a man?!

“Put your arms around my neck.” Lucius instructed.

He wrapped his arms around her back as her hands slid from his shoulders to clasp at the nape of his neck.

Hermione closed her eyes as the pull of side along apparition took over. When she opened them again she found herself in opulent surroundings.

They were clearly in the bedroom of Lucius’ Belgravia flat. She quickly slipped off her shoes as she looked down at the expensive parquet flooring on which they stood.

There was a four poster bed against one wall with blue silk curtains tied at the edges. The ceiling was high which made the room seem somewhat bigger than it actually was. They were stood near a beautiful dressing table that had an ornate mirror atop it and there was a bay window with a chaise longue in front covered in a luxurious deep blue fabric.

She looked out to see one of the grassed areas that made up Eaton Square. She knew her mouth had fallen open and she could feel Lucius smirking at her without even looking up at him.

“Anyone would think you were here to see the flat.” Lucius said as he continued to watch her looking around the grand bedroom.

“Why exactly am I here?” She questioned finally turning to look at him.

“You said you’d return to my office. Yet you haven’t.” Lucius replied as he slipped her coat off her shoulders and hung it on the back of the chair by the dressing table.

“No, technically you said I should return if…if…” Hermione hated that she was stuttering.

“If you needed to release your tension, shall we say, at work again.” He finished for her.

Hermione nodded but avoiding looking into his eyes.

“Are you telling me that you’ve not once become aroused in the past 3 weeks?” He questioned.

“No.” She lied.

In truth she’d struggled to keep a hold over her arousal after the erotic encounter in his office. Before that day she’d occasionally indulged in touching herself but the memories of his desk and his fingers and his… Well she’d found her pussy wet and pulsing on more occasions than she’d care to admit over the last 3 weeks.

“You’re not a very good liar Hermione.” Lucius smirked as he removed his suit jacket and placed it on top of her coat. “You don’t need to be embarrassed about what happened. It made you feel good. It certainly made me feel good. Why would you want to deny yourself those feelings again?”

“Because it’s not normal to be turned on by… by things like that.” Hermione said quietly.

“Say it.” Lucius commanded.

“It’s not normal to be turned on by someone spanking you.” She answered blushing crimson red.

“What’s not normal about it? Many women enjoy it, and men too for that matter.”

Hermione’s eyed widened.

“Don’t worry I don’t want you to do that to me.” He chuckled. “I’ll never make you do anything you’re not comfortable with. But you know I can make you feel good. Let me make you feel good Hermione. “

She finally met his eyes, they were staring lustily at her. Oh god she wanted him so bad. She let out the breath she’d been holding and boldly leaned up to kiss him.

Her lips were moving gently against his but Lucius soon took control and deepened the kiss. He pulled her tightly against him as his nipped at her lip.

Hermione gasped when one of his hands came down to cup her left buttock. He squeezed it firmly and she wondered whether he would spank her again. His hand didn’t linger on her behind though. He lowered it to her thigh and lifted her leg to wrap around his hip. This gave him access to grind his erection against her centre.

“Do you feel how hard I am?” He hissed in her ear. “Do you know how many times I’ve tossed off in my office in the past 3 weeks thinking about what we did on my desk and waiting for you to come back to me?”

Hermione panted softly at his words as he gripped her hip and moved her to rock over his hard member.

“Lucius.” Hermione whimpered hating how desperate that made her sound.

“Yes, that’s what I want to hear. I want you moaning my name over and over while I plunge my cock into that hot dripping cunt of yours.” Lucius told her. “You’re wet for me already aren’t you.”

Hermione nodded against his shoulder. Yes she was wet for him. She could feel the slick moisture at her entrance clinging to the satin knickers she was wearing. How was it possible for him to get her worked up so quickly?!

He let her leg slide down to the floor again and trailed his fingers along the bare flesh of her stomach between her jumper and jeans. It made her shiver.

“I want this jumper off.” He said clutching the woollen material at the bottom and pulling it up.

Hermione raised her arms to help him remove her jumper.

Lucius couldn’t help but look down as her breasts were revealed to him again. With her arms still in the air they sat high on her chest tempting him. The hardened peaks of her nipples were straining against the purple satin cups of her bra.

He pulled the rest of the jumper off her arms and chucked it to the floor. He wasted no time in lowering his mouth to one of her globes to take a satin covered nipple between his lips.

Hermione’s hands came back to his shoulders clutching at him to keep her balance as she pushed her chest forward against the wet heat of his mouth.

Lucius let the erect nub slip from his lips and pulled back to admire the wet patch on her bra where his mouth had darkened the purple satin. He moved across to give her other nipple the same attention.

While Hermione was suitably distracted by the sweet pulling of his lips on her breast, Lucius reached down to open the button and zipper on her jeans.

The dark denim was tight against the creamy skin of her thighs and he had to leave her breasts to bend down and pull the jeans from her legs. He knelt on the floor as he slipped them off her feet and chucked them over to where her shirt had landed.

From this position he raised his head to look up at the purple satin panties that matched her bra. He smirked as he saw that the material was darkened around her entrance from her arousal. It matched the marks his mouth had left on her bra.

“Merlin I’ve not been able to get the memory of how your tight wet walls felt wrapped around my cock out of my head.” He groaned as he cupped her satin covered mound tightly with the palm of his hand. “The longer you stayed away the more it tormented me.”

Hermione’s fingers gripped his shoulders tighter at the feel of his hand over her most intimate area. Her head fell back as he lifted his fingers and began to rub tight circles over her clit.

Just as she began to buck her hips against the delicious pressure on her sensitive nub Lucius pulled his hand back and stood up again. He let out a low laugh as she whimpered at the loss of his hand on her pussy.

“Go and sit on the chaise longue.” Lucius instructed.

“Lucius it’s by the window.” Hermione protested.

“Don’t worry, the window is charmed to appear empty, no one will be able to see us.” He replied.

Hermione took the short few steps across the floor to sit on the chaise longue. She perched herself nervously on the edge.

Lucius watched as she obeyed him, his eyes drawn to the curve of her buttocks still encased in the purple satin panties. Once she was sitting facing him he walked to stand in front of her. Her face tilted to look up at his as she worried her bottom lip between her teeth. He had the perfect view of her cleavage from this angle, her breasts were rising up and down rapidly with the short breaths she was taking.

Hermione’s breath caught as Lucius eventually leant down to kiss her. His hands held her face, his thumbs resting near her cheekbones while his fingers were in her hair.

Just as Hermione began to settle into the kiss, Lucius pulled his lips from hers. His face remained inches away from hers though.

“I want you to turn around and kneel facing the window.” He instructed.

Hermione felt her heartbeat quicken at his words yet she did exactly as he asked. She clutched apprehensively at the curved back of the chaise longue.

“Do you trust me?” Lucius asked as he came up behind her and pulled back her hair to draw a line down her neck with his tongue.

“No.” She whispered, shuddering at the feel of his wet tongue on her sensitive neck.

“But you want to don’t you.” Lucius spoke close to her ear. “I bet every time that tight cunt of yours was throbbing with need over the last 3 weeks you wanted to trust me. You wanted to trust me enough to turn up at my office with your nipples hard and erect and your knickers soaked against your plump pussy lips.”

“I’m here now aren’t I?” Hermione murmured as she rubbed her thighs together to try and relieve some of the tension his words were evoking.

“Give me your trust and I promise you I’ll give you an experience you’ll never forget.” Lucius said as he brought his hands around her front to cup her breasts.

Hermione let out a shuddering breath as his hold tightened on her breasts squeezing them.

“And you know I’d never cause you pain. Unless you wanted me to of course.” He smirked.

Hermione felt her cheeks heat at his reminder that she had enjoyed being spanked.

“Close your eyes.” He whispered in her ear.

Her eyes fluttered shut without hesitation. She was sure she shouldn’t be behaving quite so pliantly but as much as she hated to admit it she was desperate to explore her own sexual desires with him.
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