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Red Riding Hood	By : Dazzlious Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 5843 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Thanks to my beta Mamacita for her hard work in sorting out my errant punctuation.

Leonora - Thank you for reading and reviewing. I'm really glad you're enjoying it. I hope you enjoy this chapter as much. Dx

Lucius’ hand stroked her face again gently. His own face moved closer, his lips brushing against hers before capturing them in a tender kiss. He was going to upset her again shortly, but there was time for some romance first, something to calm and relax her. Kat reacted favourably to his kiss and soon he had an arm wrapped around her and was pressing her to him as he kissed her deeply. He could feel her breasts pressed against his chest, rising and falling as she tried to quell the heavy breathing that had overtaken her with his kiss.
Arousal. She was aroused by him, whether she knew it yet or not. That was a good thing. It would make the evening so much easier, at least after the initial unpleasantness that he instinctively knew was to come. Knowing the type of person Kat was assured him of that. Taking the glass from her hand, he placed it carefully with his on the floor out of reach of possible spills and pulled her to him once more, his mouth finding hers for an even more intense and intrusive kiss.
This wasn’t too bad, Kat thought vaguely. She could cope with kissing. It was just anything after that that she had a problem with. And Lucius was a very good kisser; in fact, he took her breath away. Quite literally! It was a shame he was married. Although he clearly had no scruples, she did, and sleeping with other people’s husbands wasn’t something she was interested in doing. After all, she knew how it felt to be on the receiving end of that kind of betrayal. But how she was going to convince Lucius that she wasn’t interested she had no idea. Remembering his demonstration on the unfortunate Pacey, she suspected that if she upset him he would turn the curse on her.
‘What’s the matter, angel?’ Lucius asked, noticing her drifting away from him.
Kat frowned. ‘I know why you’ve brought me here, Lucius. But I’m not interested. You seem like a nice man—’ she shivered inside as she said it— ‘and you are without a doubt very handsome. But I’m not interested in getting involved with a married man. I’m sorry, but I can’t do it.’
Lucius looked at her intently for a moment, nodding as if he knew exactly what she meant, then smiled that smile that frightened her so. ‘But you don’t actually have any choice, angel. You can’t leave, and I’m not in the mood to let you go just now. We haven’t even begun to have fun yet.’
He grabbed her to him again. His mouth forced itself upon her now, kissing her roughly as his tongue slid into her mouth, his hand caressing and gently squeezing her throat as they kissed. He was annoyed now. Kat had ruined his romantic moment by reminding him that he was married. Of course, she had been on the receiving end of an adulterer’s disloyalty, so that made her touchy on the subject but he wasn’t giving her up just because she didn’t want to get involved with a married man. And now that she had ruined the mood he was going to upset her even more.
Abruptly he released her from his grasp and stood, looking down at her appraisingly.
‘Time for the fun to begin, I think,’ he said, his voice seductive but with a hard edge. He scooped up the glasses of cognac from the floor and moved to one of the chairs by the fireplace. He moved it and sat down facing the bed, putting the glasses on the table beside him. He looked at Kat again.
‘Stand up and remove your clothes.’
The order, delivered in such a cold, businesslike tone, shocked Kat, but she didn’t move.
‘Didn’t you hear me, angel?’ Lucius asked coldly. ‘I said, stand and remove your clothes.’
‘I heard you,’ Kat said quietly. ‘But I can’t do that. I told you, I’m not interested.’
Lucius’ wand had suddenly appeared from God only knew where, and he pointed it at her. ‘I told you I wasn’t interested in hurting you, and that I wouldn’t as long as you did everything I told you to. Now, it’s your choice: either you undress for me, or I’ll be forced to use a spell on you.’
His face appeared passive; there was no sign that he would be unhappy about casting a spell on her. Kat shuddered. What choice did she have? She didn’t want to find herself rolling around the floor in agony like that elf had done.
She stood unhappily and undid the buttons of her cardigan before slowly removing it. Lucius had settled back in his chair to watch the show, his wand still trained on her. Her jumper went next, revealing her full breasts encased in scarlet satin and lace. Kat cursed herself for choosing that set when she saw Lucius’ eyebrows rise with a smile at the sight of her racy underwear. Her hands were shaking badly as she tried to undo the skirt — she couldn’t do it. She didn’t want to get undressed in front of Lucius, however attractive or dangerous he was. She couldn’t give him the show he so obviously wanted.
‘Why have you stopped, angel?’ Lucius’ voice was lush and dangerous.
Kat looked at him, feeling the tears forming in her eyes again. ‘I can’t do it,’ she said. ‘I don’t care if you hurt me — I can’t do it.’
Lucius looked angry. He was annoyed at being denied his show. He had been looking forward to seeing Kat in that incredibly sexy underwear that she had got concealed under her boring work clothes, but once again she had refused him. Of course, he wasn’t going to hurt her — at least not yet — but it could be a requisite further into the evening if she was already willing to go against him.
Looking bored, he waved his wand.
‘Divestio!’
Kat realised in shock that she was naked. All her clothes had disappeared — not just fallen off, but completely vanished. She tried desperately to cover herself with her hands, not making a very good job of it, while she looked around trying to find her clothes.
‘They’re quite safe, I assure you,’ Lucius told her. ‘Anyway, you don’t need them.’
He looked at Kat, quite clearly admiring her body. ‘I did warn you what would happen if you didn’t do as I asked. Now, remove your hands. I want to look at you properly.’
Kat was still shaking from the spell that had been cast on her. He was serious. He could hurt her if she didn’t do as he said. She lowered her hands, her gaze dropping to the floor and her cheeks turning red as she cringed with embarrassment. She had never been all that keen on her body and would never have willingly shown it to anyone, especially not a handsome man like Lucius.
‘Lift your head, angel. I want to see all of you.’ Lucius’ voice wasn’t unkind, and Kat raised her head, the crimson flush of embarrassment lingering on her cheeks.
‘Why so embarrassed, angel?’ Lucius asked gently, his gaze never leaving her. ‘You really are beautiful. Very sexy.’
Kat was completely mortified by Lucius’ scrutiny and could hardly hear his words for the deafening pounding of blood in her ears. It was one thing to choose to undress for a lover, for someone who knew your imperfections — the lumps and bumps and lines of age — and loved you despite them, but quite another to suddenly have your clothing — your defences — stripped from you with no warning and no way of stopping it. She closed her eyes and wished it was over, that she was anywhere but here.
‘Look at me,’ Lucius said immediately, not giving her a second’s respite.
Kat opened her eyes and felt the tears falling again.
Lucius stood and walked towards Kat. He noted her slight flinch when he reached out to touch her. His finger ran from her face, where it wiped away the tears, down her neck and down over one breast, rubbing lightly over her nipple. She looked terrified — not what he wanted at all. He couldn’t enjoy himself if all the time he was worrying that she was going to freeze with fear.
He leant down slightly to whisper seductively in Kat’s ear. ‘I’ve told you that I’m not going to harm you, so why are you so scared? ‘
Lucius looked at her for a second, his finger still rubbing at her now slowly stiffening nipple, then promised, ‘I’m going to give you the most pleasure you’ve ever had. You just have to relax and trust me.’
His mouth found Kat’s throat and kissed it gently. He could feel another shiver run through her, although this time it was not necessarily completely due to fear. ‘And do whatever I tell you, of course . . . .’

‘I think you should get back on the bed,’ Lucius said with a warm smile. He was still holding his wand. He waved it and the rich eiderdown folded down to lie neatly at the end of the bed, revealing ice-white silk sheets.
Kat knew she had no choice. Lucius obviously didn’t care that she was uncomfortable — no, not uncomfortable: totally opposed to what he was making her do. He was thinking only of his own desires. She backed away from his touch toward the bed, once more sitting down on the end of it.
‘Make yourself comfortable, angel,’ he drawled. ‘I’ll be with you shortly.’
Lucius waved his wand once more although not in her direction this time. He was removing his own clothes. Kat didn’t know where to look. She had been watching him closely to see what he was doing with his wand, but now he was naked.
‘I thought I told you to get comfortable,’ Lucius said, seemingly slightly surprised that she hadn’t done as he had asked. ‘Perhaps you might like to lie down.’
Not wanting to risk his wrath, Kat did as he suggested. She climbed fully onto the bed and lay down, turning slightly onto her side in an effort to hide her body. She wished she could pull the covers up around her chin, but she didn’t think Lucius would be too pleased if she tried.
He walked over to the bed and stood beside her, watching her with what seemed to be amusement. Did he really find her distress at being naked funny? He reached out a hand to stroke her long auburn hair, pushing it away from her face.
‘I think you’ll be more comfortable on your back.’ His voice was matter-of-fact.
Kat didn’t think she would, but she moved to lie that way, trying not to look at Lucius and trying even more desperately not to notice him looking at her. She closed her eyes momentarily, then realised as she opened them that Lucius was leaning over her, smiling brightly.
‘Mmmm, lovely. Now, just you relax,’ he whispered.
His hands shot out and grabbed hers, and he pulled her arms above her head. Before she had a chance to register what was happening, silken cords erupted from the bedposts, wrapping themselves like snakes around her wrists and ankles and tying her firmly to the bed, embarrassingly spread-eagled across it. Kat closed her eyes again and tried to bite back a cry of shock. She didn’t succeed.
Lucius was whispering in her ear again now, his soft breath causing her to shiver again.
‘Don’t worry, angel, you’re perfectly safe. I told you, you just have to trust me. You do trust me, don’t you?’
Did she trust Lucius? Why would she, after everything he had put her through so far? And now he had tied her up, leaving her even more helpless than she had been before. She had never been interested in bondage or any of that sadomasochistic stuff. It didn’t give her a thrill, just made her blood run cold. But what choice did she have now? She had no choice but to trust him.
She nodded her head slightly, unable to say the words, but Lucius appeared satisfied.
‘Not too uncomfortable, I hope?’ he asked almost conversationally.
‘I don’t like being tied up,’ Kat said. ‘It freaks me out not being able to move . . . and being stuck . . . like this . . . .’
Lucius smiled. ‘You look . . . magnificent. Even more beautiful than I’d expected.’ He ran his hand slowly down her taut body, from her shoulders down to her stomach.
‘And I can see so much more of you like this,’ he said, sounding delighted.
Kat shivered. Lucius’ hand and his dark, sultry voice were raising goose bumps on her flesh. He really was very attractive and very scary.
He leant in close again and planted a delicate kiss on her lips before whispering once more in her ear. ‘And now to do what I promised . . . .’
He removed his hand from her body and disappeared from her line of vision. She heard a clink, possibly the sound of his wand being placed on the bedside table — at least he obviously wasn’t going to use that on her at the moment. He was going to do what he had promised. But what had he promised? She still couldn’t remember.
Then the image of Little Red Riding Hood came into her brain. What was it Lucius had said? She had reminded him of Little Red Riding Hood. And that had reminded her of . . . what? She turned her brain over and suddenly she remembered.
The woods — Lucius holding her tightly, too tightly — and his eyes so big and round, shining like silver moons. She had thought for a moment that he might be a wolf or a werewolf. And his teeth so perfect, his mouth so alluring and—
‘Oh!’ she cried out, both from the memory of his words and the sudden physical understanding of what he had meant.
Lucius was between her spread legs and had just licked from her clit right down the length of her slit and back up again, and his tongue was now laving her quickly hardening nub.
‘All the better to eat you with, my angel’ he had said — and he was doing just that.

Lucius didn’t pause in his exploration of Kat’s hard clit and luscious vulva. His tongue slid between the delicate pink folds as he tasted her, and when she cried out, the sound was a mixture of desire, pleasure and understanding. He smiled as his mouth worked harder on her, drawing out more whimpers of enjoyment. So the Red Riding Hood clue hadn’t reminded her of his promise immediately, he mused, but she had finally got there, apparently at the same time he had.
She really was very beautiful, as he had told her, and she tasted wonderful. His fingers had been playing with her breasts, squeezing them and pulling on her now erect nipples but he reluctantly let them go to concentrate instead on the matter at hand. Plenty of time for her breasts later.
His tongue had been alternately laving her wondrous clit and sliding into her wetness, drawing her closer to orgasm. The bonds stopped her from moving away from his mouth, something she clearly seemed to want to do as his tongue continued its deadly assault. From her cries, begging, and pleading, she was finding the experience overwhelming, exactly as he had planned. That was the reason for the bonds, after all.
With them, he didn’t have to hold on to her but was free to use his fingers to aid him in his quest for her climax, and this he did, his fingers sliding into the warm, wet tightness as his tongue continued its attention to her most sensitive part. Kat struggled against her bonds, straining to get away from his mouth and fingers, yet desperately wanting them at the same time. Lucius hoped she wouldn’t be too badly marked by the ropes. He had purposely made them as soft as he could, knowing things could get rough, but he’d had to tie them securely or she would have been able to escape him, and that would never do.
Kat was crying out loudly now, clearly with pleasure; she seemed to have abandoned all worries about his marital status and was purely enjoying his attentions. Her obvious enjoyment was arousing him more than he had expected, and he had the sudden desire to plunge deep inside her and fuck her hard until they both came, but that, too, was for later. For now, he had to keep his mind on his task: his promise to give her more pleasure than she had ever had before, and of course, his earlier promise to eat her.
Small sobs were issuing from Kat now as his fingers and tongue continued to tease and torture her, bringing her time and again to the very edge of orgasm, then letting her down. He had teased her enough; she needed to come urgently and he wanted her to, wanted to give her that which she now so clearly, desperately desired. He intensified his efforts, rewarded only minutes later with cries of ecstasy from his beautiful lover as she climaxed, her juices flooding his grateful mouth and making him moan with desire for her.
For a few more minutes his tongue continued to gently lick her slit, probing into the soft, swollen folds that covered that most exciting area. Then his mouth released her, and he kissed her gently as he made his way slowly up her body, over her sparsely covered mound, over her stomach — pausing briefly to lick at her belly button — then up her ribcage to those wonderful breasts with the now erect nipples. His mouth fastened on first one, then the other, his hand providing comfort for the neglected breast. He groaned in pleasure, feeling his hardness throb with desire for the goddess who lay beneath him. He needed to reign himself in for a little while longer. He wanted to increase his desire to its fullest pitch before finally claiming her body with his hard cock.
Kat’s moans of desire continued even now, she was obviously enjoying his attention to her breasts as she had enjoyed his tongue such a short while before. But still she was tied, and that obviously frustrated her. Seeing the way her body twisted against the restraints, Lucius worried that she might hurt herself. He didn’t need the bonds any longer. They had served their purpose and he was sure now that Kat wouldn’t be attempting to escape him. He muttered quietly and the ropes untied themselves and retreated back into the bedposts, leaving Kat free.
Her hands moved to run through Lucius’ hair, her cries loud as his wonderful and talented mouth now gave her breasts the same attention he had previously given her pussy. It had been so many years since she had felt the touch of a man that she had forgotten the exquisite pleasure such a touch could bring. Now Lucius was reminding her forcefully of the pleasure she had missed for so long, and regardless of who or what he was, she had no intention of stopping him. Already he had given her a massive orgasm, better than anything she remembered ever experiencing with her husband, and the feelings Lucius was arousing in her now were almost on a par. If he continued like this, he was going to kill her with sheer pleasure.
Her hands had moved to massage his shoulders now. Kat didn’t want him to break off his attentions to her, but at the same time, she wanted to repay him for all the pleasure he was giving her. She couldn’t imagine now why she had been so frightened of him and what he might do to her. Not now that she had experienced his attentions and given in to his desires. He had even released her from the bondage she had so despised but now understood.
‘I want to give you pleasure,’ she whispered.
Lucius broke from his assault on her nipple to look at her and laugh deeply. ‘You already have, angel.’
‘You know what I mean,’ Kat said, suddenly embarrassed again. ‘I’m sorry I don’t have the experience, don’t really know what to do.’
Lucius smiled and moved to kiss her deeply on the lips. ‘You’re doing fine,’ he assured her. ‘All I need is for you to want me.’
‘I do,’ Kat replied sincerely. ‘More than anything.’
‘Then tell me, angel,’ Lucius whispered between kisses. ‘Tell me you want me . . . what you want me to do.’
Emboldened by his kisses, Kat’s hand slid down to touch Lucius’ cock. She heard his sharp hiss of pleasure as her hand wrapped around its hard length. But she wasn’t sure what to do next, she and Dave had never really done anything like that. He hadn’t been into foreplay. She squeezed it, enjoying the texture of it, interested in the hardness and the length. Lucius was considerably bigger than Dave — and she had always thought him big!
‘What do you want?’ Lucius’ seductive voice whispered in her ear before he kissed her again.
‘What do you want?’ Kat asked.
‘You know what I want,’ Lucius drawled. ‘I want to possess you completely. I want to make you come again and to come myself.’
Another kiss.
‘That’s what I want, too,’ Kat said. ‘I give myself to you.’
Lucius’ heart soared at her words. She had offered herself to him freely, the thing he wanted above all else. His cock twitched in her hand and he groaned again. It felt good, her holding him, but he needed more. He needed to be inside her.
‘Tell me you want me,’ he breathed. ‘Tell me you want me to fuck you.’
‘You know I do,’ Kat whispered.
‘Then tell me, angel,’ Lucius pleaded, needing to hear her say the words. He needed to hear her beg for him as much as he wanted her.
‘I want you to fuck me, Lucius,’ Kat breathed, ‘more than anything. Please fuck me.’
Lucius gave a huge sob, a mixture of joy, excitement, and relief, and moved between Kat’s legs, his throbbing hardness now pressing at her tight, wet entrance.
‘This is going to be good,’ he promised as he guided himself into her, moaning with pleasure as her tightness wrapped around him.
Kat called out, too, at the intrusion of his erection into her body, enjoying the feeling as he pushed deep inside her, her arms and legs wrapping around him as she pressed against him. Soon they fell into a steady rhythm, Lucius’ thrusts accelerating or slowing depending on the cries Kat was making, thrusting deeper or withdrawing almost all the way before pushing back in as her body arched beneath him.
‘Oh God, you feel so good!’ she cried.
‘You too,’ he confirmed, her exquisite tightness drawing him closer and closer to climax. Soon it was clear that she, too, was close, and the need for release was overwhelming. Lucius held her down as his thrusts became deeper and harder in response to her begging. She screamed out his name as her orgasm hit; her contracting muscles dragged him along behind her, making him cry out too as he buried his face in her fragrant hair.
‘How long has it been since you last did that?’ Lucius asked a short time later as he held her tightly in his arms, enjoying the feeling of her soft body against his.
‘Forever,’ Kat replied. ‘At least it seems that way. Probably at least six years. And it was never that good.’
Lucius couldn’t believe anyone would go so long without sex, especially someone as clearly passionate as Kat. He wondered what her husband must have been like to leave her so unfulfilled, and at the same time grieving so deeply that she wouldn’t let anyone else into her life. Whoever he was, he obviously didn’t deserve her. Kat was better off without him, and hopefully, Lucius would make her realise that.
‘Six years? Gods! Well, you’ve obviously got a lot to make up for, and I would be more than happy to offer my services in any way.’ Lucius grinned as he hugged her closer to him, kissing her hair.
Kat curled closer to him, trying to imagine what six years of this sort of pleasure would have done for her. But of course, she never would have had this kind of pleasure with Dave. She now realised that their inexperience had given them both an unsatisfactory sex life, but without anyone else for reference she had never known. She felt stupid for having grieved so long for her marriage. Dave had obviously realised shortly after cheating on her that what they had was nothing special, but instead of trying to rectify things he had taken the easy way out, ruining her life in the process. If nothing else, Lucius had shown her she didn’t need or want Dave any more. Once again, she thought it a shame that Lucius was married. Then that made her feel guilty about what they had just done. She tried to move away from him.
‘What’s the matter?’ Lucius asked in confusion, his grip tightening automatically.
‘You’re married,’ Kat replied unhappily.
Lucius sighed and pulled her closer. ‘We’ve been through this, angel. Yes, I’m married, but it makes no difference. Are you really upset that I made love to you?’
Kat cringed. She couldn’t say yes to that; she had enjoyed it too much. But she felt guilty about hurting Lucius’ wife.
As if he could read her thoughts, Lucius said, ‘You’re not hurting her, you know.’
His hand slid between her legs to find her clit once more before sliding into her wetness. Kat moaned and tried to move away, but she was held fast.
‘Just let me love you, angel,’ Lucius told her. ‘I’ve so much to show you. Just forget about Narcissa. I have.’
‘It’s not that easy,’ Kat retorted.
Lucius kissed her. ‘Yes, it is. You have no choice. I haven’t finished with you yet — nowhere near finished.’
Kat moaned as his fingers moved inside her. She knew she wouldn’t be able to get away from Lucius until he decided to let her go, but she wished, too, that she didn’t know about his wife and son. It would have made it so much easier, especially when she couldn’t resist his touch or the things he did to her. Finally, unhappily resigned to her fate, she yielded to him once more.
Later, while she slept, he checked her wrists, noting the red marks the cords had made. He kissed each one and whispered a healing charm to banish any pain they might be causing her. Then he moved to her ankles and followed the same pattern before joining her in sleep.
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