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Thanks a lot to my betas, remarkable, for correcting this chapter!

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I thought you would really like the last chapter but still just 6 reviews. I think that is the worst result of reviews I ever got on a chapter. At least they were all positive. :) So thank you anyway.

In this chapter Hermione will have some fun with Igor. Enjoy!

AgainAndAgain
Characters: Igor, Hermione, Darius, Severus, Neville, Ages, Draco, Dorothea...

Pairings: Igor/Hermione

Warnings: het

Chapter 26 – The Plan

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“You have a point there,” Draco said thoughtfully. “Too bad you’re not allowed to be there.”

“I'm not? Why?”

“Because it’s the male sub initiation and you make them nervous.” Draco grinned. “We’ve heard what you did yesterday.”

“I did nothing,” Hermione said, indignant.

Neville snorted, and Draco started to laugh.

“Oh, you just wait, I’ll make sure to be there. You’ll see.” With that, she stood up and went for the door. Then she paused momentarily. She needed to be on Darius' good side to convince him to be allowed to watch. She looked around the room for a familiar face and saw Igor talking with some men.

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Hermione walked self-confidently over to Igor, but as soon as he saw her, and with all eyes on her, she became insecure and her steps became shorter. In the end, she couldn't avoid reaching him.

“Ehm, Igor...”

Igor raised his eyebrow.

“I'm not allowed to go down to see Darius alone.” She bit her bottom lip.

“You want me to escort you down to him? What do I get in return?” Igor asked teasingly.

Hermione set her bottom lip free and stared open-mouthed at Igor.

The men chuckled, and Igor stood up. “That was a joke, pup. You don't have to pay me in any way, even though a thank-you-kiss would be nice.”

Hermione smiled, relieved. She hadn't felt like sex at a time so soon after her session with Ages. “That's no problem.” She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on his cheek. “Maybe you’ll even get two.”

“But the next one should be better, pup. I'm not your sire,” he said, looking down at her, amused.

Hermione rolled her eyes and kissed him again, but this time on his mouth. She knew why she hadn't done it before, because she immediately felt her body react to him. God, she sometimes felt like a whore, but damn, it felt good. She pushed him away after he had used his opportunity and ravished her mouth. “That’s why I wanted to avoid this. I'm not up for another round of...” She blushed, and that amused Igor and the other men a lot.

“Yes, I can smell him all over you, pup,” Igor said and kissed her again until she was dazed. Then he pulled away and continued, “Didn't you want to see your sire?”

Hermione glared at him when her head was clear once more, but he just laughed and pulled her with him.

The visit didn't take them long, and Hermione was practically begging Darius to let her watch during the initiation.

Igor was leaning back on the couch with an amused smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

“Pup, you make them nervous,” Darius tried to reason with her.

“But I want to watch.” Hermione leaned against Darius and batted her eyes at him.

Darius just raised an eyebrow and stared at her.

Groaning, Hermione pushed away from him. “I thought it's their task to be able to perform around anyone. So why is it suddenly a problem?”

“Gay sex is making her horny,” Igor laughed, amused.

“I wish it was only that, Igor. I fear there is much more behind it, right pup?” Darius asked.

“What? Of course not. I just want to be there for Neville and Draco.” She tried to look innocent.

“You are talking to the wrong man, anyway. You need to ask the head alpha to be there and not me.”

“What? But I was already there just an hour ago or so. Damn, I could have asked him, and he definitely would have said yes.”

Igor laughed deeply. “Yes, and now he will not be as horny as he was then. It will be much harder to convince him.”

Hermione glared at Igor. “And he still has those strangers in his office.”

“They left a moment ago,” Darius said, obviously happy to get rid of the insistent pup.

“Really? Then I will be on my way.” Hermione was out of the lounge without a good-bye.

“What about my reward?” Igor asked when he had caught up with her.

“I need to talk with Ages, Igor.”

Igor tilted his head, and on his normally so-serious face, the angle made it look funny. “I could try to convince the head beta to speak for you with the head alpha.”

“You could?”

“I may,” he said seductively and stepped closer to her.

“I’m afraid I'm still sore, Igor.” Hermione was uncertain. She felt attracted to Igor and would have loved to have some fun with him, but she really wanted to speak with Ages.

“I will be careful.” He had her pressed against the wall, and his hot breath against her ear made her horny. She rubbed herself against him and started to breathe faster.

“I...”

His hands wandered under her top and cupped her breasts. “You are so beautiful. I have waited so long.” His Russian accent was sexy and his hands skilled.

“Not here. Your room?” Hermione suggested, breathless. It was hard to keep her mind working while he played with her.

“Not appropriate. We are not allowed to have a sub in our rooms in the warrior wing.”

“Oh,” Hermione said. So Darius was an exception?

“My back had been against a wall too often, lately.”

“The alcove then,” Igor decided, lifting her in his arms to carry her over to the small alcove under the stairs. It was a bit chilly there, but the couch was big and looked comfortable.

Igor didn't give Hermione much time to think and pushed her knickers down. “Your Alpha should forbid you to wear them.” Igor growled low in his throat, and Hermione felt her center grow wet from the sexy sound.

Two fingers quickly prepared her and then Igor pushed into her with a moan. “God, yes.” He didn't start slow, but she didn't want him to. He was powerful and in charge, but Hermione still felt that she was the one to give him the opportunity to couple with her. With each of her mates, sex was different. She felt so safe with them during sex, and that meant she felt them to be totally in control, but this kind of sex felt right also.

Hermione came hard and let Igor push in a few more times until he came. He was more business-like than many others who sugared her with thanks and compliments after sex but it fit the normally distant and calm Russian guy. “All right?” he asked.

Hermione nodded. “And you?”

Igor laughed. “I feel like an alpha at the moment, but I'm not so good at showing emotions, pup.” He smiled at her and that was enough for Hermione.

Hermione smiled back. “That's all right. I just was a bit... worried when you just acted as if nothing had happened. It made me feel like a...”

Igor's frown made her stop. “It made you feel like what?”

Uh-oh, that tone meant trouble and Hermione didn't want to be in trouble. “Nothing, really.” She tried to sit up, but he stopped her and held her only a few inches away from himself.

“I still want an answer, and truthfully.”

Hermione sighed. “Don't be mad at me. I can't stop how I feel, can I? When you are so... so business-like, I can't stop feeling like a whore. What else is it I'm doing here? I whore myself. I paid you with my body for doing something for me.”

He grabbed her a bit too forcefully and shook her. “Damnit pup, that was a game. I thought you knew that. You are no whore. You are our pup. It is not some kind of payment. I would have brought you down here and talked with the head beta without you offering me that gift. You smelled like you wanted me. I thought you wanted me. Damn, we react to you, pup. You could see it the other way around. Maybe we whore ourselves to you.”

Hermione’s jaw dropped open. What a way to see it. Yes, Darius had also given her some new ways to look at things in such a way that she was able to view it that she had the upper hand, but Igor's version really was topping it all, as he was speaking outside of the view of a dominant, a friend or a sire. She couldn't stop the giggle that escaped her. “Yes, maybe I just used you as my sex toy.”

“Maybe,” Igor said and lessened his grip on her. “Did I hurt you?” he asked, worried after he realized how hard he had held her.

“I'm not out of sweetness, even though I love to be shown a bit of sugar after sex.” Hermione smiled shyly at him, hoping he understood her meaning.

“I will keep that in mind for next time.” He leaned closer again to nibble at her earlobe. “There will definitely be a next time because you are incredible.”

“Ah, there’s my sugar.” Hermione smiled and tilted her head to give him better access.

“As much sugar as you need, stupid pup,” Igor whispered as he licked her neck.

Another giggle escaped her because his tongue tickled even though it lit the fire in her sex again.

He groaned. “If you could only smell yourself, pup. You give your desire off so easily. You are driving us crazy with it.”

“Good to know,” Hermione flirted and felt as if she had the upper hand again. She gently pushed against his chest, and he didn't resist. “I will find my way to Ages alone if you have other things to do.”

“Oh no, I promised to bring you there and to talk with the head beta. I hold to my promises.” He lifted her chin. “Still, I would have done so without you offering yourself to me. I just like to play games, pup. Next time remember this, okay?”

“I will try, but you’re a very good actor, Igor.” She smiled at him and was relieved when he smiled back.

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“Please,” Hermione begged while she pressed herself against a stiff Severus. She heard Ages chuckle behind her, but ignored it.

“Merlin, you reek of Igor all over,” Severus remarked.

“Then make me smell of you,” Hermione whined, pressing herself against Severus.

“Nice try, but no,” Severus replied sternly.

“Hermione looked disappointed. “But why not? I really want to be with Neville.”

“I am denying your request to have you carry the smell of my scent, pup. I don't care if you are around during the initiation. The harder the task is for them, the better.”

“Severus,” Ages said disapprovingly, but Hermione smiled from one ear to the other. She ran over to Ages, who still sat at his desk.

“So am I allowed?”

“Who am I to deny your wish and my sadistic beta's version of an initiation?”

Hermione still clung to Ages neck, while Severus interjected, “We need strong men to guard the clan. They must be able to control themselves. The performance of some of them yesterday makes me wonder if we shouldn't make the tasks harder.” Severus paced the room, and Hermione gave him a confused glance.

Ages pulled Hermione on his lap while he watched his beta thoughtfully. “You think they’re not worthwhile to level up?”

“I think we make it too easy for them, and they are way too self-confident of their skills. In reality, they are just stupid kids that overestimate their skills,” Severus answered a bit snidely.

“Have you discussed this with someone else?”

“I have, and many of the veterans and level fives agree with me. Still, we don't have any idea how to improve the up-leveling.”

“I suggest we proceed normally this time, and afterward we have a meeting to discuss this new issue. Maybe we can send for advice from other clans,” Ages stated, deep in thought.

“I think that's best. Just one more thing; has Darius spoken with you about his assumptions concerning the pup?”

“Hey, I'm in the room,” Hermione protested but got a swat from Ages for her comment. She knew better than to interrupt them and was happy that it was only a warning swat.

“Yes, he has, and I think we will just wait and see what happens.” Ages lifted her from his lap. “Now off with you, pup. The initiation starts in an hour. Maybe you want to shower or you will be a real challenge for your mates, smelling so much of Igor.”

Hermione sniffed at herself but couldn't smell anything different.

Severus rolled his eyes. “You need to be blunter with her, alpha.” He turned to Hermione. “I will translate the head alpha's words for you now. If Fenrir comes back and you still smell like this, he will most likely strip you down wherever you are and piss on you to get rid of the smell. Igor is a level five in warrior ranks and that means you need to shower before you meet one of your mates.”

“One of my mates? You two—”

“You want us to pee on you? That can be arranged, pup. Fenrir will not be amused, but I would gladly take the risk to have my scent upon you, just to see his reaction” Severus smirked and stepped in her direction.

Hermione backed away from him. “No, I will go and shower.”

“I thought so,” Severus replied, almost sounding disappointed as he stepped away, waving her off.

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“Remember our plan,” Hermione whispered conspiratorially.

Neville bit his bottom lip nervously and glanced over to Severus, who had transfigured one of the couches in the lounge into a bed.

“Damn, Neville, you are no helpless sex toy they can toss around. They have to be on your good side to have you. Get this in your thick head.” Hermione tapped Neville against his forehead and he looked over at an admiring Draco.

“Wow, you really are a pup.” He looked around. “I think they already got wind of our plan, or at least assume that something is off. They look nervous.”

Hermione let her eyes wander and tried to sense the emotions of the men and women who already were in the room. “They don't seem worried to me; more curious or excited but that could be about the initiation overall.” Hermione remembered Severus and Ages had talked about Darius and an assumption that had been made, but she pushed it away.

The room quickly filled with people and this time they filled more than half of the big lounge. Dorothea fought her way through the crowd by hitting anyone near her with her walking stick. The dominants tried to jump out of the way of the Eldest, but the sheer amount of people made it hard for them. “Anyone who even accidentally steps on my feet will get my walking stick up his ass,” the old woman threatened.

Hermione giggled at the shocked and scared expressions of the dominants. She really liked to see the power the Eldest held over the dominants, as though the strong men were submissives.

“Stop giggling or you will meet my walking stick as well, pup,” Dorothea muttered in Hermione's direction and lifted her walking stick threateningly.

Hermione laughed and went over to the old woman. “Shall I help you?”

“That would be appreciated. Those dunderheads have absolutely no control over the bulges of muscles they are so proud of.” She emphasized her comment with a particularly hard hit with her walking stick against the thigh of a dominant nearby.

Oh, how Hermione wished she could have them under control like the old woman. “Maybe I should get a walking stick as well,” she muttered, almost to herself.

Dorothea answered with a not-so-hard hit of her walking stick against Hermione's bum. “You have other skills to handle them.”

“Ouch,” Hermione winced, rubbing her bum.

“I hope the show is worth the fact that I will miss afternoon tea,” the old woman complained, looking expectantly at Hermione.

“Ehm... it's Neville's and Draco's part to perform today, but I think they will satif— ouch, what was that for?”

“Either for your stupidity or for your attempt to take me for a fool. Choose one.” With that, she limped over to the couch and sat down, exhausted.

Seeing Draco's and Neville's questioning expressions, Hermione just shrugged.

Severus’ expression was priceless when he turned around after he had arranged the bed and found the old woman sitting in his place. The horror on his face became even more obvious when Dorothea smirked at him with her toothless mouth. “Scared to sit beside me, head beta? Maybe your pup will hold your hand.”

Severus glared at the Eldest and then grumpily waved Neville and Draco over to him.

“May I sit beside you?” Hermione asked shyly.

“I don't think they will let you sit here alone for long, but please try,” Dorothea encouraged her, obviously amused with how Severus was trying to avoid her eyes. “The head beta is nervous. I wonder why.”

“Because Neville is nervous. He likes him, and he always gets nervous when Neville is scared,” Hermione replied, even though she had the feeling it was a rhetorical question.

“You think so, eh?” Dorothea looked mockingly at Hermione. “If you think the little rebellion you planned hasn't made the rounds already, then you haven't learned your lesson about werewolf senses and the way a clan works now.”

“Rebellion?”

Dorothea's finger was so quickly in front of Hermione's face that she didn't have time to jerk her head back before the old woman spoke again. “You want to lie to me?”

Hermione shook her head and then looked around fearfully. Leaning over, she whispered, “It's no rebellion. It’s going to be a test to see if things actually work the way the dominants say things do around here.”

“Ah, ah, ah, don't spoil the surprise by telling me already. I just wanted you not to lie to me.”

Severus, meanwhile, had stripped Neville and Draco. Neville stood shyly, trying to hide his private parts, even though Severus had already swatted his hands twice for it. Draco stood proudly, showing all what he had, obviously excited about what was to come.

Hermione rolled her eyes and laughed. “Draco behaves as if it’s his birthday party.”

“Yes, he is an eager little sub. Just perfect,” Dorothea said.

“Now you sound like a dominant.”

“No, I'm just old enough to know that everyone has their place in the clan, and Draco there has adjusted very, very well. He is a natural submissive. I have never seen a sub act so natural without being born one.”

“Natural submissive,” Hermione snorted. “You should have seen him in school...” And then it crashed all over her. Old pictures in her mind and a heavy feeling in her chest overwhelmed her until Dorothea slapped her.

“Stop this.”

Hermione looked a bit shocked but was thankful for it. The heavy feeling went away, and she could hardly remember the pictures she had seen in her mind. It took her a moment to realize that the room was totally silent and all eyes were on her. She blushed and muttered an apology even though she had no idea why she was excusing herself.

“Don't be stupid. If this happens again you will come and talk with one of us. Is that clear?” Dorothea commanded.

Hermione nodded and looked puzzled.

“It's not good for your wolf.”

“My wolf?”

Dorothea rolled her eyes. “You had control over your wolf during the full moon, didn't you?”

“Yes.”

“Your mind is always separated from your wolf, but you learned well to listen to your heart, which is only influenced by your wolf. Just now, you let your human mind take over completely and pushed the wolf down. Has this happened before?” Dorothea drilled Hermione with her eyes.

“No, I promise.”

“Good,” she said dryly and turned to Severus. “When will this show finally start, head beta? I will be dead before the first sub will be satisfied if you go on at this pace.”

“Patience is a virtue,” Severus muttered while he took Neville's and Draco's clothes to bring them over to the couch.

“I heard that, you insolent cub,” Dorothea raged and hit Severus with her cane when he was close enough.

Hermione couldn't suppress a giggle. Severus being called a cub was just too funny.

“Amused are we?” Severus asked dangerously, hauling her up to place her a second later on his lap after he had sat down beside Dorothea. When he had arranged Hermione to his satisfaction, he looked at Dorothea again. “You should hit the head alpha and not me. We are waiting for him.”

“Such a back talk your mate, pup. Maybe I really should give you a cane so you can train him a bit for me, eh?”

Hermione shook her head fiercely at Dorothea. “I don't think that's a good idea.”

“Definitely not, pup,” Severus drawled, swatting her thigh playfully.

“We will see, head beta, we will see,” Dorothea teased.

“Dorothea?” Ages spoke, surprised as he came over to them.

“Yes, it is good to see that you are still able to recognize us. Rumor has it you are slowly going blind, and we Eldest fear we will have to call for an expert for eye illnesses.”

Hermione loved this; oh how she loved this! The old woman was pure entertainment. She deeply hoped that one day she would be like her.

“My sight is perfect, I can assure you, Dorothea. If I ever notice a problem in my health, I promise you I'm capable of calling for a healer myself.”

“Are you capable of getting your beta to behave as well? I doubt it, because he still has as big a mouth now as he had when you took him in.”

Ages eyed Severus, and Hermione noticed with surprise that Severus became nervous. “I assure you, I will have a word with him about your concerns after the initiation, or do you wish for me to produce an instant solution?”

“What? Alpha, I...”

Ages had lifted his hand to stop Severus and looked sternly at him.

“No, seeing him squirm is quite entertaining enough and your pup would cry for you to stop anyway. Let him be... for now.”

“Are you in trouble?” Hermione addressed Severus, worried.

“What did I say?” Dorothea asked dryly.

Severus looked at Ages quickly. Denying would only mean more trouble for him later. He turned to Hermione. “That's none of your concern.”

Dorothea snorted. “Nice try, cub.”

Severus growled, and Hermione quickly grabbed his chin. “No, don't do that.”

“Pup,” Severus warned, trying to get his chin out of her grip.

Hermione held his chin in a death grip, and then she leaned over to whisper in his ear. “You need to behave or I won't let you play with me for quite some time.” She emphasized her threat with a subtle shift of her hips, which made him moan slightly.

Severus murmured to Hermione through her hair, his lips almost touching her neck. “The old woman is getting on my nerves,” he said between gritted teeth. He had never been good in bowing to the Eldest. That fact had gotten him into quite some trouble in his time with the clan.

“But she is one of the Eldest, and you need to respect her. Ages is angry. I can feel it,” she whispered.

“I don't need you to translate my alpha’s body language, and you can whisper as much as you want. Even those farthest away from us in the lounge can hear you, pup.”

Hermione straightened up and looked around. “That can't be. I can't hear them.” It was a bit stupid to say this, as no one else was speaking at the moment except for her. “I mean, I wouldn’t be able to hear them if they were talking right now.”

Severus rolled his eyes. “You are a submissive.”

“Great, and that is the answer to everything for you dominants.” Hermione bumped Severus in his chest.

“Yes, this is much more entertaining than afternoon tea with the others and a round of Bingo,” Dorothea stated and leaned back against the couch, amused.

“Maybe we should start,” Ages offered and went over to the two naked boys. After he had patted both of their heads affectionately, he gestured Darius to start his speech.

Hermione turned on Severus’ lap so she could watch Neville and Draco, leaning against Severus’ chest. She grabbed for Severus' hands that lay lifeless beside him and pulled them around her until he responded, pulling her tight. With a sigh, she snuggled in his embrace.

“She is playing you like an instrument, head beta,” Dorothea teased Severus, but he only tightened his grip on Hermione and lightly bit her on her shoulder.

Hermione was surprised, but then relaxed into the bite. She felt that Severus needed this dominating to bear Dorothea's mocking.

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