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Shadows Of The Past	By : soldiersgirl0709 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 64110 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter Twenty: Righting the Past

Where Lucius makes up for the past.

Upon finishing the tale of Sir Gawain from a collection of stories about Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table, Lucius tucked Elias into his large, comfortable bed leaving the little train night light burning at his bedside since he was sleeping in a new place for the first time. He checked to make certain Nonie was nearby and monitoring the room before he left and made his way down the hall. He slipped into the room beside his, a room that had once belonged to Narcissa. It was the �Mistress�s Chambers�, a set of rooms connected to his by a single door. He had never shared a room with his wife nor had his father before him, or his grandfather before him.

His wife had slept in her own bed every night of their marriage, even on their wedding night, allowing him to come to her bed to make love after which he would return to his own bed to sleep. It hadn�t occurred to him to mind, it was what he knew, what was expected. He never slept with his mistresses because he felt it promoted their intimacy to something that it wasn�t and he never wanted there to be any confusion as to where they stood with his affections. He had slept with Hermione though. He had slept deep and peacefully beside her, the soft whisper of her breathing was soothing.

Once she had fallen asleep in his arms she had rolled away from him and he missed her warmth but appreciated the fact that she didn�t crowd him while they slept. Ever so often she would reach out in her sleep and touch him, curling her hand in the center of his chest, draping an arm over him briefly as though she were unconsciously reassuring herself that he still lay beside her. It had been an incredible experience, one he wanted to repeat over and over again, especially waking up to see her sleepy smile and slumber heavy eyes and lazy morning love making to get their blood pumping before starting their day.

He stopped at the door connecting the rooms, teased by the knowledge that she was on the other side waiting for him. He smiled to himself and slipped into the bathroom, wanting to shower and change before he went to her, before he finally got to make love to her the way he wished. He was already hard by the time he stepped beneath the cool spray of the shower. He kept the temperature low but it did nothing to calm his raging libido. He considered �rubbing one out� the way he did when he was a young man before a date but he didn�t want to come anywhere but inside her.

He had almost achieved his goal the morning before. He had the head of his cock just inside her, her tight wet heat was closing over him and heaven was right within his reach�and then Elias happened. He loved his son with his whole heart but he wanted to scream at the top of his lungs at the interruption. But that wasn�t going to be a problem in his house, he had taken precautions to ensure their privacy and that there would be no interruptions. She was all his.

With that thought racing through his mind and his blood racing to his cock he shut the shower off and used a spell to dry his body, leaving his hair damp and clinging to his shoulders. He stepped into a pair of grey knit sleep pants, forgoing boxers since he didn�t plan on being dressed for long. He brushed his teeth and checked his appearance in the mirror one last time before walking purposefully towards the connecting door and knocking lightly before he entered.

The room was dimly lit with a half dozen small, flickering candles scattered on surfaces nearest the large canopied bed. The midnight blue bedding had been turned down to reveal silver grey sheets that looked crisp and inviting. On the other side of his bed she stood in the shadows near the window, cast in the silvery light of the moon shining through the large floor to ceiling windows. Her hair was still damp, hanging in loose spirals to the middle of her back. She was staring out into the night, her bottom lip between her teeth. He smiled when he realized she was wrapped up tight in his black dressing gown, the sleeves folded up to her elbows and a pool of excess fabric at her feet.

He walked towards her slowly, making sure that she saw him approach so she wouldn�t be startled. She turned towards him with a tentative smile, clearly she was nervous and he was a little surprised to realize that he was too. It was such an important night for them, full of meaning and potential.

�This looks familiar.� He said huskily, running his fingers beneath the lapels.

�I was chilled.� She whispered. He smiled and behind him the fire rose in the hearth stoked by a silent command. His display of power was rather impressive, he was showing off for her and she couldn�t help but smile. �That was impressive.�

�It was nothing.� He smirked because they both knew it for the lie that it was. Any display of wandless magic was impressive but for him to have pulled it off without even looking at the fireplace was even more so. �I rather like seeing you in my dressing gown.� He tucked his fingers behind the knotted sash and pulled her closer. �Are you sure? You don�t have to do this if you aren�t ready.�

�It would have already been done had our son not interrupted us.� It was frustrating to have him asking her again and again if she was sure but she understood his reasons. Somewhere inside him was still the fear that he had forced her, that he had raped her that night in the castle, so despite her own frustrations she continued to reassure him. �I am very certain that I want this, Lucius. I want you.� She whispered, laying her hand against the center of his bare chest.

She swallowed hard and let her eyes wander over him. He was a tall man, lean but well muscled with broad shoulders, narrow waist and hips and long legs. His stomach was smooth and tight, the muscles lightly defined. He was clearly a man who took pride in his body. A light dusting of hair centered his chest, trailing into a thin line down the center of his stomach, swirling around his navel and vanishing into the drawstring waist of his bottoms.

She stroked her fingers through the silky curls, following the line as it arrowed down. A quick little smile twitched her lips when his stomach tightened. He gently wrapped his fingers around her wrist and pulled her hand away. Maintaining his hold on her he pulled her forward, forcing her to take another step towards him until barely an inch of space was left between them.

�If I let you continue on that path we will both be sorry.� He said hoarsely. He reached for the knot on the sash around her waist and slowly worked it loose, letting the ends fall and the sides open. She reached up and with a boldness that seemed to surprise them both and opened it further, shrugging her shoulders until the too large robe slid over her shoulders and down her arms to pile on the floor around her feet.

�You are�� He was speechless. She was barely covered in a slip of a gown that reached the top of her thighs with a small lace flounce along the hem. The pearl/silver color of the silk and lace concoction made him think of purity and innocence, two things that she would always represent for him. How could he have ever thought her anything but remarkable?

�Not compared to you�you are beautiful.� She whispered as she moved closer. She pushed her hair back over her shoulders, revealing the tight points of her nipples pressing into the thin material of her gown. She saw the slight twitch of his lips and smiled. He knew he was beautiful, knew that he was an incredible specimen for a man his age, even though wizards weren�t victim to the ravages of time like muggle men. He had survived war, torture and prison and still he was beautiful. And by some strange twist of fate he was hers.

�You amaze me.� He reached for her, laying his hand on the curve of her waist and pulling her close. �In all my years I have never known another witch like you.�

�Lucius�.before we do this�I-I need to make sure you know that for me, sharing your bed is not something done lightly. It�s a commitment I am making to you and as long as you and I are together there will be no other.� She swallowed past the knot in her throat to continue. �I ask the same of you. I wasn�t raised the same as you, I wasn�t raised to look the other way while you take a mistress. If you reach a point in our relationship where you are unsatisfied then I ask that you end it. Please don�t hurt me by cheating.�

He caressed the smooth curve of her waist and hip with one hand and her soft cheek with the other one. Her lips were trembling and her vulnerability tugged at his heart.

�I promise. At the moment I couldn�t imagine wanting anyone else, certainly not as much as I want you.� He lowered his lips to hers and took her lips with a tenderness that brought tears to her eyes. Her emotions were riding close to the surface. She felt so many things that she thought she might explode if something didn�t happen to release the pressure building inside her. The kiss began tentatively, their contact limited to their lips, his hand on her waist and alongside her neck, her hands pressed against his chest. Slowly they moved closer, lips parted and tongues tangled and soon they were thigh to thigh, belly to belly and breast to chest.

Lucius inched her backwards towards the bed, refusing to release the kiss or remove his arms from around her to move across the room. He only let her go when the backs of her thighs touched the mattress. She was breathing hard as she sat down and scooted back across the cool sheets, settling herself into the center of the bed. Lucius reached behind him where he had tucked his wand into his waistband when he undressed and withdrew it. She smiled and reached beneath a pillow, withdrawing hers as well.

�I was once told that I should never let it get too far from my reach.� She said, twirling it between her fingers.

�Smart advice, though I don�t think we will be needing them tonight.� He said as he opened the drawer of his nightstand to put the wands inside. His plan was thwarted however, when the drawer proved to be full of little foil packets in a variety of colors with the words Trojan and Durex, lubricated, un-lubricated, flavored and ribbed for her pleasure. �Gods damn it, Draco!� He swore, staring down into the small sea of prophylactics.

�Um�WOW, you really planned ahead, didn�t you?� Hermione had never seen so many condoms before.

�This wasn�t my doing, it was that wretched son of mine.� Lucius growled as he slammed the drawer closed and dropped his wand onto the top of the nightstand. She couldn�t help but laugh, he looked so put out by Draco�s prank

�He means well.� She said as she tossed her wand beside his and held out her hand. His furrowed brow smoothed slightly as he laid his hand in hers and climbed into bed with her.

�While he is definitely out of line�it brings up an important issue.� He settled onto his side as she lay on her back next to him. �I am sorely out of practice when it comes to such things��

�I don�t want to have another baby just yet, Lucius.� She said softly, unable to stop herself from reaching out to touch him, running her fingers lightly along the defined muscles of his biceps.

�Alright.� He moved to roll over and retrieve one of the condoms from the drawer when her nails bit lightly into his arm.

�Which is why I started taking a contraceptive potion about a month ago.� She said softly. �There has been no one else�so I�m safe.�

�So there is no need for��

�Only if you need to protect me from something.� She smirked. She didn�t think Lucius would ever take such a risk, he was too vain, too fastidious in his personal care to allow himself to contract an STD.

�No, you don�t have to worry about me.� He rolled towards her once more, leaning over her so that they were nose to nose. �I�m relieved actually, the last time I used something like that they were�different. I didn�t relish making a fool of myself trying to figure out how they went on.� Her tinkling laughter made him smile and he was struck by the strange situation. He finally had the witch he desired in his bed, nearly naked and ready to give him full access to her body and they were laughing, joking about the bloody condoms Draco had stuffed in his drawer. He really had lost his touch, gone from Casanova to clown in a few short years.

�Lucius?� She whispered his name as her fingers walked up his arm over his shoulder and along the side of his throat.

�Yes, my Darling?� He caressed the smooth curve of her hip, wanting more than just about anything to roll over and settle on top of her.

�Are we going to talk all night?� She clasped the back of his neck and pulled his head towards her.

�No, I think maybe the time for conversation is passed.� He kissed her, a soft, languorous exploration of her mouth with his. He tasted her lips, her tongue, even the sharp edges of her teeth. He sucked and nibbled on her lips until they were red and swollen, throbbing from the passionate kiss and still she wanted more of it, more of him. The hand that had been content to stroke the curve of her waist and hip ventured higher, cupping the soft mound of her breast, the puckered tip pressing into his palm. She whimpered and rolled towards him, her hands clutching his shoulders as she tried to get closer.

Lucius wasn�t about to be rushed, despite the wanton little witch rubbing her body so temptingly against his and his insubordinate cock twitching in merry reply. He kneaded the supple flesh gently as he nibbled his way along her jaw to trace the shell of her ear with his tongue, his breath hot and tickling against the dampened skin. He sucked on her earlobe then bit into it gently causing her to squirm and moan and dig her fingertips into the tight muscles of his back.

He followed the smooth line of her throat, kissing, licking, suckling and nibbling lightly. He could feel her tremble beneath his lips, her skin prickling as little shivers raced through her body. His oral journey ended at the soft swells of her breasts as they plumped over the neckline of her negligee. He sprinkled tiny wet kisses over the creamy mounds while wayward fingers pushed the thin spaghetti straps off of her shoulders. The silvery silk drooped providing the perfect opportunity for him to push it lower.

Hermione was all too eager to assist in his endeavor to render her naked, sliding her arms free of the straps and quickly moving her greedy little hands all over his torso. Lucius couldn�t recall a time when anyone had been so eager to touch him. Her hands were all over him, threading through the curls on his chest, tickling through the trail of fur bisecting his abdomen and then around his waist to traverse the dips and swells of his muscled back. It felt incredible to have those cool, curious fingers moving over his heated skin.

As her fingertips followed the long line of his spine he ducked his head to press a soft kiss to her puckered nipple. The high pitched moan that drifted from her lips encouraged an answering groan from him just before he opened his mouth and sucked the perfect little bud inside. His tongue licked, flicked and tickled her nipple until her soft little whimpers blended into one long note of desire. And then he lifted his head and moved to the other one.

She was so damned responsive that it was nearly his undoing. Every touch, every stroke of his hand or brush of his lips had her writhing beneath him and crying out breathlessly. The honesty of her reactions moved him, it helped heal him yet it wounded him at the same time wondering if he had ever known honest emotion before her.

When his hand skimmed lower, over the softness of her belly, pushing the silk negligee down as she raised her hips from the bed so he could push it all the way down. He skimmed the flimsy garment over her thighs and lower to her feet where she kicked it away to be lost in the tangle of his sheets. She was naked, gloriously bare with her creamy skin shining the glittering candlelight. He thought perhaps he had imagined how lovely she was in the post orgasmic haze of a few mornings past. He thought that perhaps spending five years without a glimpse of a woman and spending more time than he cared to admit with his hand had colored his judgment but he knew it wasn�t true.

She was, without a doubt, beautiful and he would dare any man to say otherwise. Every inch of her was soft and her peaches and cream skin was flushed with passion and slight embarrassment but she didn�t shy away and she didn�t try to cover herself. Her toes curled when he rested his fingertips on the top of her foot and slowly dragged them up her leg. Her lips parted and her breathing picked up. Up and over her bended knee his touch tickled and then down the smooth, round length of her thigh, feathering into the ultra-sensitive crease where thigh met pelvis.

He watched as he created invisible patterns on her skin thinking he had never held anything so good in his hands before her, still in awe that she let him touch her. When he looked up at her face he was shocked to see her eyes wide open. Other lovers had always laid back and closed their eyes when he touched them and he never really knew if it was to savor or to hide. But she wasn�t hiding, she was watching his fingers move over her body and she wasn�t just laying back and accepting his touch, her hands were busy touching him as well.

As his fingers danced low over her belly hers were dipping beneath the waist of his bottoms and tickling the base of his spine. She licked her lips and lifted her head, capturing his bottom lip between her teeth at the same time she plunged her hands deep into his trousers and clasped his backside in a tight, urgent grip. She caught him off guard when she rolled him onto his back and leaned over him, her hair falling in a dark curtain around them.

�You have too many clothes on, Lucius.� The throaty purr had heat racing through him. She seemed shocked at the sound of her own voice laced with passion and need.

�I was getting to it.� He whispered, reaching up to caress her lips with his fingertips. �You are beautiful.�

�If you keep saying that I am going to start believing it.� She said, her little smile playful.

�Believe it.� He muttered against her lips as he tugged her face down so that he could kiss her again. As she kissed him back she was trying to release the knot in the drawstring of his pajama bottoms. After several frustrating and unsuccessful tries she wrenched her mouth away from his and reached for her wand on the nightstand. Lucius watched in stunned amusement as his comfortable sleepwear disintegrated right before his eyes leaving him as naked as the day he was born.

�That�s better.� She grinned, tossing her wand back to the nightstand. She squealed when he wrapped his arms around her waist and rolled her back onto the bed moving so that he half covered her with his upper body.

�Where is my shy little witch and who is this wanton vixen in her place?� He asked softly, a little smirk lifting the corner of his mouth.

�I don�t know. I-I don�t know what it is�but when I�m with you I want to touch you all the time, I want to kiss you and I want to feel you. Do I have it wrong?� She asked softly, wriggling against him, fascinated by the way the little hairs on his chest tickled her nipples.

�No, you don�t have it wrong. I�m glad that you aren�t frightened after...� He trailed off, there was no place between them for what had happened before, he was going to make love to her for the first time and in his mind the past no longer existed.

�No, never frightened, not of you.� She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled him down to her for a long, slow, heated kiss. As their lips, tongues and teeth danced together his hand moved slowly down her torso, following the smooth curve of her waist to the flare of her hip and then over the softness of her belly. A groan rumbled in his chest when she opened her thighs, encouraging him to journey further, to touch her where her need was centered.

The short curls crowning her sex were silky beneath his fingertips as he swirled them in the well groomed thatch of hair. Her lower lips were smooth and swollen with want, her creamy essence beginning to seep from between the petals that were slowly flowering open in welcome. He stroked the outer folds gently, still kissing her sweet lips tenderly. He licked at her lips at the same time that his fingers parted her to find the slippery hot flesh of her interior. She moaned, a hoarse ragged sound that was muffled by his lips and questing tongue as he rimmed her opening with a gentle finger and spread the slippery cream of her arousal.

She bucked and rolled her hips beneath his fingers and when he brushed the turgid bud of her clit with his thumb she screamed into his mouth. She was ready, and though he wanted more than anything to take it slow and taste every inch of her he couldn�t wait. When he moved between her thighs she spread her legs wide and tucked her face into the side of his neck, her lips and teeth tormenting him while her arms wrapped around him and held him tight against her.

�Yes!� She whimpered as he fitted the thick head of his cock against her. She canted her hips up and the crown popped inside her easily. He could feel the vibrations of her little moans against his skin and he swallowed hard, slowly pushing forward into the silky glove of her body. She was tight, so tight and so damned hot that he was sweating before he had even worked half of his length inside her.

�Gods how did I not remember this?� He growled, pulling back slightly and pushing deeper into her. �So damned good�.so tight�.so hot�gods I�m going to burn up inside you!� She held him tighter, the sounds she made increasing in volume as he worked the heavy length of his cock into her. He pulled back again and then plunged forward sharply until he had no more to give her and her body checked his invasion, a perfect fit. Hermione adjusted to the feeling of being filled to bursting. He held himself still inside her, letting her grow accustomed to the feel of him. Soon the burning stretching feeling gave way to an aching, an itchy feeling that made her wriggle beneath him to seek relief.

�Lucius�.please.� She sobbed as the muscles deep inside her pulsed around him involuntarily, begging him to ease the pressure slowly building inside.

�For Merlin�s sake�.please don�t do that.� He groaned, gritting his teeth and squeezing his eyes closed as he fought the need to come. He cursed himself for not taking his cock in hand in the shower to take the edge off because being buried balls deep inside the tightest pussy he had ever known after five years of abstinence was going to kill him. He was sweating and his body trembled as he tried to get himself under control.

�I need you.� She whispered against his ear, sinking her teeth into his earlobe as punctuation.

�Damn it�I�ll just apologize now�� He ground out. �Wrap your legs around me, Hermione.� He growled when her soft thighs clasped him high around his waist and he felt her ankles lock at the base of his spine. He slid his arms beneath hers, curling them beneath her so that his hands held on to her shoulders, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. �Look at me.� He needed to see her eyes, needed to have her looking at him. When she locked her gaze with his he began to move, slowly at first, dragging his cock through her greedily clasping sheathe with agonizing precision, intent on making sure that she felt every inch of him laying claim to her.

�Oh!� Her eyes widened and her grip on him tightened, her hands fisting in his hair. �Oh gods�.Lucius�.� She sounded confused and her tone was pleading.

�I�ve got you�Gods, Hermione, I won�t last�.you feel so good and it�s been so long�� Then tendons in his neck stood out as the tension built. He moved faster, thrusting deep and hard with every pumping, grinding motion of his hips. He moved one hand down her back and gripped her ass, pulling her up against him. �Move with me�.oh yeah�just like that�� He could feel the beads of sweat rolling down his back and temples. She caught the rhythm, moving with him, rolling her hips up with every down-stroke.

�I�I�oh gods, Lucius! I can�t�it�s too�� She cried, her fingers digging into the back of his neck. He felt her tighten around him, felt her body tremble with impending orgasm and he thanked every deity known to humankind that she was such a responsive witch because there was no way in hell he was going to be able to pull off an impressive performance, not this time.

�Don�t fight it, come for me�� He ordered as the hand on her ass tightened and he began to thrust harder, faster, his cock driving through the wet clasping flesh like a piston. His own orgasm was rushing in on him. He could feel the scalding burn in his balls and that tight, itchy feeling in the base of his spine as nirvana drew near and for a moment he feared he would end up leaving her behind despite his best intentions. But the witch beneath him stiffened suddenly and her mouth opened on a scream that never sounded as tremors wracked her body. The tight glove of her pussy convulsed around his cock so tightly that his tip swelled almost painfully before his testicles convulsed and he came inside her with an intensity that had him shouting in near pain and seeing stars as he spilled into her. It went on and on, his body trembling as he began to wonder if it would ever stop.

It was good, better than good. It had NEVER been so good. He had never imagined that it could be so good. He hadn�t been the suave, cool lover he had hoped to be with her but damned if he could complain as he laid on top of the witch completely boneless with his head spinning, his softening cock still pulsing inside her. He lifted his head, groaning when the world spun for a moment before his eyes focused on the flushed, sweaty face looking up at him with sleepy eyes and a smug, satisfied smile on her lips.

�Are you okay?� Lucius started, his lips twitching slightly. Had she really just asked him if he was okay?

�I�m better than okay, my Darling.� He chuckled, lowering his head to kiss her gently. �Are you alright?�

�Oh yes.� She sighed, stretching languidly beneath him. �I am so�so�.so alright.� She said smiling.

�I�m sorry that I lost my head.� He whispered, rubbing his nose against hers as he brought his hand up to stroke the side of her neck. It was probably the most awkward night of sex he had ever experienced, not nearly the romantic lovemaking he had planned. Yet it had been without a shadow of a doubt the best sex he had ever had.

�I�m not.� She reached up to trace his brow with her finger. �So that was what was missing the first time?�

�That�and more. I had planned on loving you slowly but somewhere between the condoms and the conversations my plans were lost. Someday I will make love to you slowly.� He said quietly.

�I think we did pretty well, I certainly have no complaints.� She kissed his lips and then winced. �Well, okay, I have one�you�re heavy, Lucius.�

He laughed and withdrew, rolling onto his back beside her and grabbing his wand to clean them up. He pulled the blankets up over them and snuggled Hermione into his side, her head resting on his shoulder.

�We are good together, Hermione.� He said on a yawn, turning his head to kiss her temple. �But there is so much more for us to share between us, so much more to experience. This was incredible but I have a feeling that you and I will only get better.�

AN: Lemons!!! Have you unscrewed your pucker yet? There are more coming�.thanks for all the delightful reviews, Im so glad you enjoy Elias�..probably one of the best compliments I have gotten to date was my friend Jen ,one of the people dearest to me in my life, sitting at the end of the sofa with her laptop laughing out loud as she read. It made me smile, just as all your funny and flattering reviews do =) Oh�and Im updating now because I have a busy morning ahead of me and wont have time�.so hope you enjoyed!!!

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