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His Blood	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Blaise Views: 8726 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N- Huge thanks to Eclectic Pet for being an awesome beta!
Hermione slowly pushed herself into a kneeling position with the ottoman still in front of her. Her breathing had slowed and she felt sort of calm as she looked around the room. How was she feeling more relaxed than she had ever felt in her life? Was this what the other consorts meant by the peace of submitting?
“Are you alright?” Blaise asked as he sat down on the footstool she had just been bent over and turned her chin so he could look in her eyes.
She took a deep unneeded breath and nodded slightly. “Confused.”
“How long has it been since you really submitted to someone?” He asked as if this was a perfectly normal part of anyone’s life.
“Never.” She said frowning as she thought about the few relationships she had had before becoming a vampire. She had always been the one in control. She couldn’t usually handle letting others handle details and then getting them wrong.
“Never?” He asked sounding very surprised. “I thought for sure Potter could at least handle you.”
She frowned at this making a face of disgust she always got when people mentioned the idea of her and Harry as an item. “Harry is my best friend. He’s like a brother. We would never, that would just be, yuck.” She said shivering.
He nodded at this news in stride and helped her to her feet before leading her over to a large wingback chair. He sat down and carefully pulled her down into his lap. He was very careful to make sure she rested on her hip instead of her bum.
“Have you ever been spanked before?” He asked running light over the marks she hadn’t been brave enough to look at yet. There was still a very real pain back there, and his fingers made it tingle all the more.
“Never.” She said shaking her head. “Not even when I was a kid. My parents didn’t believe in that sort of punishment.” She said blushing a bit.
“It can be very cleansing for those who can accept it.” He told her softly. His behavior was throwing her once again. Since she had turned him, he had had this underlying primal aggression even when he seemed calm. That aggression had exploded with the wonderful fight they had just had, but now it seemed to have completely disappeared.
“I’ve a feeling I’m going to have to spank you often over the course of our relationship.” He said smirking up at her and making her shiver at the thought. “So I’m glad you enjoyed it.”
“You seem very sure of yourself.” She couldn’t help but say as she looked into his arrogant smirk.
“Would you like me to remind you?” He asked and his free hand dipped between her legs without hesitation he easily plunged two fingers inside of her.
She gasped, her hips moving to grind against him as she was still waiting for the climax he had almost granted her on the ottoman. As he started to move the hand away, she grabbed his wrist whimpering. “Please?” She asked not recognizing her own voice.
“Not yet kitten.” He said making her let go before resting the hand on her knee. “We need to talk first, and then we can get to your reward.”
Steadying herself once more, she looked him in the eyes. “You know your claim is forever right?” She asked blushing a bit. “Though you could…” She faltered before pushing herself on. “There are many Masters who claim more than one consort.”
“How would that look to our people?” He asked with a frown and understanding in his eyes that she couldn’t read.
“If they find out about you they are al...” She started before he put his fingers over her lips.
“I’ve been doing some reading this evening and I think I have an idea of how we can work this out.” He said smirking. “Eternity is not supposed to be lived alone Hermione. There is a biological reason that the vampire instinct is the way it is. When we try to live without a partner we turn into something twisted and less than we were.”
She frowned at his words and shook her head having no idea where this was leading.
He sighed pushing her hair back from her face. “I think you should make it clear that you are lonely. Have it said you are looking for a mate or whatever you want to call it.”
“I’ll get every vampire with any dream of my throne at my door the very next night.” She told him as if he should have known that already.
“Deal with them. Let them try to prove their worth. Turn them all down. I’ll stay separate for as long as it takes to make them believe you are not truly submitting, but making a choice of your own will to find someone to spend eternity with.”
“And when they find out that I just happen to find that person in my own child?” She asked her frown easing now as she started to see that it could possibly work, that not everything she had built would fall.
“Or we could story it as you turned me because you chose me.” His fingers found the half-healed mark on her neck. “And once I was presented to the public eye, I would never show my dominance over you in front of anyone.”
“But that would mean months or even years of living here, and not having the benefits of being a part of the coven. How would you feed?”
He frowned at this and he was still looking at the bite. “What would happen if I just fed off of you?” He asked a little smirk on his lips. “You taste so good.” He said leaning down a bit to smell her neck.
She shivered at that idea. Vampires bit each other all the time during sexual acts, especially mates like her and Blaise, but it was considered degrading to actually let another drink your blood. “I would have to feed more often to keep us both healthy.” She said and wondered why her pulse quickened. “But it would make me a Feeder, something that only humans do for us. It’s degrading.”
“And you like that idea as much as I do.” He said kissing the mark before sitting back. “But I will have to find some new places to bite, as you suggested before.” He added with a chuckle.
“Can I taste you now that you’re turned? Blood only gets better and your blood was already so sinful when you were a human.” She told him turning to look him in the eyes. “Little bites are normal sexual play with vampires.” She added wanting to make sure, he understood she wasn’t looking to do the same to him that he wanted to do to her.
“If you’re good we could make that a reward.” He told her with a smile. “But we are getting off topic. What do you think of my plan?” He asked seriously looking for her ideas.
“If we frame everything correctly and no one else finds out about you, than we may have something. But Eva is going to have to approve of you!” She said suddenly sitting up as she realized she forgot about Wilton’s Mistress.
“A problem for another night I think.” He said pulling her back into a resting position on his lap. “Right now I think I’m a bit peckish.” He said, his hand playing with her hair.
She blushed at that and looked up to him. “Many find the inner thigh is a very enjoyable spot to drink from.” She said parting her legs and running her fingers over the artery.
“That sounds perfect.” He told her pulling the snood out of her hair completely. She realized only then, what a mess her hair probably was. She hid her face in his chest unsure of how to respond. “Better. I like it down. You should always wear it down for me.” He told her as he moved them both into standing positions.
“Yes Baron.” She said a little smirk playing across her lips.
“Now sit.” He ordered pointing to the chair with a knowing smirk. Sitting was the last thing she wanted at this moment in time, but the pull of having his face between her legs, was a strong one.
She held her breath as she sat down and the flame of her spanking came back with new force. She gasped and arched her back as she tried to think of anything but her wonderfully painful rear-end.
Before she could settle on anything she felt Blaise pushing her knees apart and looked down to see him kneeling there before her. It was a wonder that even in this position she still felt like the powerless one, and that he let her have that was amazing.
He slowly licked his way up from her knee, the heat of his breath moving closer and closer towards where she really wanted him most. It made her dizzy to deal with the pain as she anticipated the pleasure of his bite.
His hands moved up the outside of her thighs grasping her knickers. It was easy to tell he wanted her to lift her bum so he could pull them free. Even with the help, the lace dragged over her arse like sandpaper, making her gasp and her hips to jerk before he pushed her back down into the chair.
Tossing the knickers aside Blaise went back to tasting her skin. She shivered and mewed unable to keep herself quite. She felt him smile against her thigh, his lips were so very close to her sex she wanted to just shift herself a little bit and have those lips drink her core instead of her blood. But she knew she couldn’t, she knew she would be good for him for at least a while longer.
She almost came as his teeth once again broke her skin. His venom had a powerful effect on her, sending waves of pleasure that seemed to spread from her sex throughout her body. But also the way he bit her, the primal way he growled and claimed her, she wanted to give herself over to it completely.
Hermione didn’t quite realize he had pulled back before she felt his tongue and lips exactly where she had wanted them most all night. She grasp the arms of the chair, knowing that shoving his face into her quim like she had done to other men would not get her what she wanted with Blaise, with her Baron.
A hand moved up her body as his tongue drove into her core. It twisted and curled in ways that could put all previous lovers to shame. He played lightly with her nipple, running his thumb over and around it in time with the pleasure he took from her womanhood.
And then he was drinking from her again, sending new doses of venom through her system. She screamed as her body jerked violently with the overpowering climax he had just forced from her. Her vision went white, as she knew nothing but pleasure for several long moments. When she came down from the high, he was still there, his tongue lapping at her leg and sex as he drank both blood and pleasure from her. She simply shook for an unknowable amount of time as he sent smaller quakes through her body.
When he finally pulled back from her sex she couldn’t really tell what he was doing, and wasn’t in any condition to move from her lazy position on the chair. Soon he scooped her up in a bridal hold and carried her out of the room.
“You didn’t even notice we were in my study did you?” He asked regretfully.
“You were very distracting.” She replied tiredly.
“I’ll let you look more next time.” Blaise said as he set her down on a soft but cool place. She glanced up to see it was his bed.
She realized his room didn’t scream Slytherin, or bachelor sex god like the one she was expecting. It was decorated in deep grays with dashes of warm colors. There were more books than she expected, and the desk was full of clutter as if he actually used it.
“You don’t bring girls home a lot do you?” She asked watching, as he got undressed.
“You’re the first, and the last.” He said smirking as he noticed her eyes watching him reveal his slim athletic form.
“Most get paler when they are turned, but you have this lovely golden hue.” She said as she admired his dark skin.
“Is that because I’m black, or because I’m me?” He asked amused.
She smiled shaking her head. “Because you’re you.” She said with a laugh laying back and wondering how long they had until sunrise.
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