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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 23: Beautiful Words

Where what they didn�t say says volumes.

Hermione finished cleaning up the kitchen after dinner and made her way into the front room. Lucius was sitting on the sofa reading a book she had left on the coffee table and Elias, to her surprise was asleep in the chair. Smiling, she knelt down beside the chair and pushed the sandy curls back from his face.

�Elias, wake up baby it�s time for a bath.� She said softly. Big blue eyes opened slowly and blinked at her in bleary confusion.

�Can I take one in the morning, Mummy? I�m so sleepy.� He said, yawning wide. Hermione smiled and helped him sit up, laughing when his head bobbed as he tried to keep himself awake.

�I guess fishing with your brother wore you out.� She was thrilled that Draco had taken such an interest in spending time with Elias. She had fretted over whether or not he would be able to look past Elias�s conception and love his brother. Obviously it had been a wasted effort because she could see that Draco adored him and Elias adored him in return.

�We ap�rated to Spam and Draco has a big boat with a bedroom and a kitchen and a loo.� Elias said sleepily. �But he let me pee off the side right into the water, it was fun.�

�It�s Spain, Elias and your brother lets you get by with too much.� Lucius said, coming up from behind Hermione and lifting Elias into his arms. �Too tired for a story tonight?�

�Yeah, I am so sleepy, Daddy.� He snuggled into his father�s chest as Lucius carried him down the hall to his bedroom. Together they managed to get the sleepy, uncooperative child into a pair of pajamas and tucked into his bed. With soft kisses to his brow they turned out the light and let their sleepy child rest.

�Unusual for him to fall asleep so early.� Hermione said when they stepped out into the hall.

�Draco had him fishing for hours.� Lucius said as he wrapped his arms around her. �The sun and the sea air just wore him out, we should take advantage of the extra alone time.� The heated look in his eyes had the flesh between her thighs tingling instantly.

�I was going to have a bath.� She said hoarsely, her eyes closing and a tiny moan escaping as he palmed her buttocks.

�I�ll join you.� He said, tickling the lobe of her ear with his tongue and nibbling teeth.

�My tub isn�t as large as yours.� The image of his pool, misnamed as bathtub, came to mind next to her cast iron claw-foot tub.

�I don�t mind. The closer your naked body is to mine the better.� He raked his teeth lightly along her neck and smiled against her skin when she shivered. �Why don�t you go run us a bath and I�ll lock up?� She jumped when his hand connected sharply with her bottom, her eyes wide at his playfulness. He was certainly in a good mood and that boded well for her.

With a wary yet amused expression she slid out of his arms and into the bathroom where she began filling the large white tub with hot water and vanilla-cinnamon bath oil since she figured he would protest smelling of wild roses. She undressed, tossing her clothes into the hamper that never seemed to be empty, and piled her hair high atop her head, securing it with a bright red clip before stepping into the steamy, fragrant water. She sighed as her aching legs and feet were soothed by the heat, closing her eyes and moaning softly.

�Starting without me?� Lucius asked as he stepped through the door and into the bathroom. He was struck by the sight of her, her legs drawn up with her arms wrapped around them and her cheek resting on her knees. Stray curls evaded her attempt to tame them and lay in enticing little springs along the back of her neck and shoulders. He had left his shoes and socks in her living room along with his belt when he was locking up. He propped his cane up against the sink and unbuttoned his shirt, unable to take his eyes off of her.

She was smiling at him. That soft, adoring smile that was so filled with innocence that it made him feel guilty, yet so damned lucky at the same time. He pushed his suspenders off of his shoulders and pulled his shirt free of his trousers, letting the fine cotton slide off of his arms. He draped his discarded shirt over the stool in front of her dressing table and moved on to his trousers, loving the way her eyes roved over his body. When he was as naked as she was he reached out and swiped his hand over the switch on the wall and whispered a spell that illuminated the tiny jarred candles scattered about the small room.

�Feeling romantic?� She asked quietly.

�Seductive might be a better word.� He said. She edged forward as he slid into the tub behind her. He positioned his legs on either side of her and pulled her back so that she reclined against him.

�You know you don�t need all this to seduce me, all you have to do is kiss me and I melt.� She relaxed into him, her fingertips sliding up and down his lightly furred forearm idly.

�But you deserve to be seduced, you deserve to be romanced.� He kissed the side of her neck gently and she actually purred. �Besides, I find that I enjoy it. I like seeing you smile, Hermione.

�You are so sweet.� She tried not to let it sound as though she was surprised but in truth she was. She never dreamed that he had such kindness in him and certainly never thought it would be directed at her.

�Have I ever told you how much I like the way you look at me?� He asked, his wet hand sliding across her chest and up her throat until he was cupping her chin in his hand and turning her head so that he could look into her eyes. �You damn near devour me with those eyes of yours.�

�You are beautiful. It doesn�t seem right that a man your age should look so good.� She said with that sweet little smile on her face.

�I�m not subject to the same aging process as muggle men. I likely won�t show any recognizable signs of aging until I am well into my second century.� He caressed her jaw with his thumb. �And you will always look so much younger than I.�

�You are very fit, Lucius Malfoy.� She said, nipping at his stroking thumb when it passed over her lips.

�I try.� He said arrogantly. �I confess that I like to look my best and I find physical exercise to be a tremendous stress reliever. It was one of the only things that kept me sane when I was in Azkaban.�

�I still feel guilty that you spent all that time thinking you had..hurt...me.� She grabbed his wrist and pressed a kiss into his palm then laid it against the center of her chest where he could feel the pounding of her heart.

�I don�t want to think about those days. I don�t want them to dampen the happiness I have found with you and our son.� He pressed his lips to hers, needing to feel that intimate connection with her that he had come to crave. The way she surrendered herself to him, her lips parting and her soft breath releasing on a sigh, it made him dizzy with desire.

�What are you doing?�

Hermione and Lucius pulled apart abruptly and turned towards the door. Elias stood there in his pajamas, his hand clutching the front of his bottoms as he stared at them in sleepy confusion.

�What are you doing up?� Hermione asked.

�I have to pee. Why are you and Daddy in the bath together?� He asked. �Why are the lights off, is there a storm?�

�No�we um�� Hermione had her arms crossed over her chest, covering her breasts as she stammered for an explanation.

�We are very sleepy and wanted a bath before bed, it saves time to do it together.� Lucius said simply. Hermione turned to look at him, amazed at how quickly and easily the fibs came to him.

�Oh.� Elias turned and walked clumsily towards the toilet, lifting the lid and adjusting his clothing.

�Do you have no privacy at all?� Lucius asked as Elias did his business, humming to himself and swaying sleepily.

�Not with a four year old in the house.� Hermione said honestly. �Elias, Baby, watch what you�re doing!� She said as he swayed a little more and missed the toilet.

�Okay.� He mumbled, flushing and washing his hands before staggering out the door and back to his room.

�The boy has impeccable timing.� Lucius sighed.

�It�s not like we could accomplish much in this little bathtub.� She teased.

�You�d be surprised.� He drawled, pushing his hips up so that she felt his hardness pressing into her backside.

�Mmm�but it would make a mess�your bathtub on the other hand is perfectly suited for such things.� She pushed her bottom back against him, giving it a little wiggle that had him hissing through his teeth and wrapping his arms around her.

�Saucy little witch, aren�t you?� He growled against her ear.

�I think we should take this to my room.� She said softly.

�Very well.� He reached behind him for his cane and used his wand to disapparate them both to her bedroom.

�My gods, Lucius! Warn a witch before you just vanish with her!� She had her hand pressed to her stomach as she tried to catch her breath. Lucius just laughed and ran his wand over them both, drying them off in an instant.

�You�re safe with me, My Darling, I�d never hurt you.� He said as he released her and watched her walk across the room to the bed and sit down.

�You keep saying it as though you think you need to convince me. You don�t need to convince me, Lucius, I know you would never hurt me.� She looked up and saw him standing near the window, beautifully naked and cast in silvery moonlight from the window. He looked like a statue, as though every inch of his muscled body were carved from marble. He walked towards her and she could barely catch her breath. When did that reaction wear off? When would she stop turning into a puddle of want every time she looked at him?

�Your trust means everything to me.� He said, stopping right in front of her. He reached for her shoulders, his intent was to urge her back onto the bed and cover her with his body but she laid her hands on his hips and stayed him.

�Lucius�what you did to me earlier�in my office�I want to do to you.� She managed, despite her flaming cheeks. He didn�t say anything in reply. He reached for the clip holding her hair and released it, tossing it across the room where it slid beneath the bureau forgotten. Her curls tumbled down around her shoulders and he pushed them back away from her face, caressing her jaw and the side of her neck with gentle fingers. His thumb stroked her bottom lip for a moment then with the lightest pressure he urged her to open, sliding his thumb between them. She sucked the invading digit gently, her tongue swirling around it and tasting the salty flavor of his skin before he withdrew and circled her lips with his wet finger.

�Open.� He ordered softly, grasping the base of his cock with his other hand as he once more cupped her chin and tilted her head back slightly. The look on his face was so intense, so hot and feral that she felt heat wash over her, settling between her thighs as her sex grew slick and swollen. She kept her eyes wide open and trained on his face as he pressed the hot tip of his erection against her lips. It was a bit unnerving to have her watching him so intently yet it was arousing at the same time. He only hoped he could keep it together long enough to make it as enjoyable for her as he knew it would be for him.

Her mouth closed over the head, enveloping him in scalding heat. He had held tight to the base, keeping his foreskin retracted and his orgasm at bay as the rough pad of her tongue pressed up and rubbed against the sensitive underside. With his hand on her chin he guided her in a slow sliding motion with her mouth, thrusting gently between her lips. It was a challenge to keep from pushing deeper but it was her first time and he didn�t want to do anything that might turn her against the practice. She pleasured him the way she did everything, with open curiosity and a determination to be the best. What she lacked in technique she made up for in enthusiasm, suckling and licking at his shaft, her eyes locked with his the entire time until he couldn�t take it anymore and nudged her away.

�No more.� He gasped, the disappointed look on her face caused him to groan and made him long to give her back the treat she so obviously craved. Her lips were wet, swollen and looked so damned soft that he couldn�t stop himself from bending down and taking them with his own. He eased her back onto the mattress, rolling with her until his back was against the sheets and she was stretched out over him. He couldn�t stop kissing her, his hands sliding down her back and over her bottom, caressing the smooth curves of her waist and hips. He could feel the tight points of her nipples digging into his chest and spread his hands across her back and held her against him.

She spread her legs, straddling his waist and bracing her hands on either side of his head as she pulled away from his kiss. Her hair enshrouded them as she perched over him, her breath coming in heavy pants while she slowly moved her hips, rubbing her sex against the firm muscled ridges of his stomach. He grasped her hips and edged her back until the tip of his cock nudged her wet cleft, slipping between the plump folds and easing into her. She rocked back on her knees, settling herself firmly onto his lap and burying his erection fully inside her.

�Lucius�oh!� Her expression was a combination of surprise and arousal. Her hands were pressed firmly to his chest, her dark pubic hair mingling with his lighter curls. He could feel the walls of her vagina pulsing around him in an erotic massage of his aching cock.

�My gods you look beautiful.� He said on a loud exhalation of breath. She sat up straight, her hair draping over her shoulders, the moonlight catching the streaks of auburn and fiery gold running through it, illuminating her from behind. Her plump red lips and heavy lust filled gaze made him think of a succubus, a beautiful creature come to seduce him and steal his soul. He decided that it was his heart at risk more than his soul when it came to the siren slowly beginning to awaken at his tutelage. �Ride me, Siren, take me.�

She whimpered, aroused by his words and the look in his eyes. She felt sexy when he stared at her with such passion and want. And when he touched her so gently, one hand clutching her hip and the other resting against her belly, his thumb nestling into the top of her slit and pressing into the hard bud of her clit, she felt desired and dare she say it�.loved?

With his hands guiding her she began to move, a slow rocking motion that slid her up and down his length causing a friction that had her gasping and curling her fingers into his chest. As his thumb circled the firm nubbin between her thighs her movements became more fluid and sensual, a rolling, undulating motion that had him moaning and rubbing her more quickly. A fine sweat broke out, the sheen of moisture catching the moonlight and making his balls twitch at the beauty of it.

�That�s it�gods you are stunning�� She made an inarticulate sound and fell forward, her hands sliding from his chest to the bed where they curled into the quilt beside his head.

�I want more.� She moaned, her plea sounding whiny to her ears but it sounded like music to his.

�More? Like this?� He arched up into her and she screamed through clenched teeth as pleasure raced through her.

�Yeeessssss!� She hissed, pushing her hips down aggressively when he thrust upwards. She could feel him, every long thick inch of him slamming into her and carrying her higher. He moved his hand from between her legs, her new angle ensuring clitoral stimulation with ever desperate shift of her hips. He lifted his head and captured one of the pert nipples dancing above him with his lips, curling his tongue around it and sucking it into his mouth, nursing gently.

It was like an electrical current running from nipple to clit that had her nearly sobbing in a desperate search for release. She was tense and he could feel it in the way her muscles trembled, in the way she ground her pelvis into his, nearly out of control in her lust. He loved it, loved seeing her so wild and free, loved being the one to bring her to such a point.

�That�s it�you feel so damned good wrapped around me.� He groaned, rolling his hips and grinding his cock into her. �Come on�let go�.come for me.� He whispered, his voice vibrating against her sensitive nipple as he continued to suckle and nibble between words. �Let me feel it�let me feel you tighten around me.�

She quickened her movements, taking him deeper than she ever dreamed possible, her thighs beginning to ache and quiver from exertion. Then she felt it, those first flutters of nirvana coming for her. The heat in her belly burned hotter, the coil of need pulling tighter and then, with a final thrust deep inside her it released. The heat washed over her as orgasm overtook her. She cried out, loud and long, her body shuddering and pulsing around him as he too lost himself to the euphoria of release, coming inside her and bathing her womb with his seed. She fell on top of him, her body still shaking as she sobbed against his shoulder. His breathing was ragged and his head was spinning but he held her regardless, stroking her back and murmuring soft love words in her ear.

�Are you alright?� He asked softly. He�d never had a woman cry after an orgasm before. Had he done something wrong?

�I�m fine.� She sniffled, laughing lightly at the same time. She lifted her head and looked at him, fat tears clinging to her lashes as she smiled. �That was intense. I think I like being on top.�

�Do you now?� He swiped his thumbs over her tears and wiped them away, confused by such an emotional response to her release. �Will you cry every time you get on top?�

�I guess it depends on how intense the orgasm is. That one nearly killed me�in a good way.� She said still smiling. �I can still feel you throbbing inside me.�

�I can still feel your greedy little pussy pulsing around me.� He smirked.

�You are a bad man, Lucius Malfoy.� She said, her cheeks blushing furiously.

�How is it that you can still blush at such a time over a silly word when you were just going wild in my arms a moment ago?� He asked, spearing his fingers through the curls at her temples and pushing her hair back from her face.

�I�m still trying to get used to this�to sharing your bed and making love with you. I guess it just takes time to get used to it is all.� She bit into her bottom lip and smiled, lifting his head to nip at it too.

�I like it�I like it that you are always surprised, always overwhelmed and always so honest. I don�t think I want you to get used to it, My Darling. I think that I want to see the rose in your cheeks, always.� He kissed her, a soft brushing of lips that ended when he carefully withdrew from her body and rolled her onto her back. �Somehow the air seems cleaner, fresher when you are breathing it too.�

�You say such beautiful things that I don�t know how to reply sometimes.� She said softly as he shifted her up onto the pillows and curled up beside her. He laid his head on the soft pillows of her breasts, his arm draped across her waist.

�You make me happy, witch.� He said sleepily, his lids falling closed as oblivion swept over him. Above his head Hermione smiled, her fingers moving idly through his hair.

�Now that was probably the most beautiful thing you�ve ever said to me.�

AN: How about a few lemons to start your weekend off right, eh? As for Jessa�well, within the next couple chapters you will learn all about Jessa and her mysterious past, so stay tuned!!!!!!!!!

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