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Unchain My Lust	By : HildaMalfoy Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 10397 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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*muse squeezes herself into a muse-size 0 formal gown and applies 3 bottles of Sleek-musey for perfect hair before turning to readers* Muse wants to thank for all the love received in reviews. It is like calorie-less chocolate-she is ravenous for it!

As the muse is so happy she wants to give you tidbits of information
*Hermione dumped Rom because she felt he was not really the man she wants to have as her husband and grow old with. There were more things, but she is still on speaking terms with him.

*Lucius is not going to follow the book point by point-he feels sex is more than just a list of something to 'study'. He's more for the hands-on approach.

Now, on to the chapter...

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�Then the only way to prove that I indeed intend no harm for you, pick anything and I will be your test subject.� Lucius was rather intrigued about what she would do now. After a moment of hesitating, she picked a sandwich from the middle of the platter and handed it to him, watching intently as he took a bite, chewed and swallowed it.

�Do I pass your test?� he asked with a smirk.

�Well, you�re not dead yet, but it doesn�t prove anything,� she huffed, tried to ignore his gaze.

�Seeing as I am not fighting my last breaths in agony now, you can help yourself,� he added, seeing the witch�s uncertainty

�But what if it is poisoned with a slow working poison?� she asked, more to rile him up then in true suspicion. . It was actually quite fun to banter with him, once he got rid of his darker jokes.

�Then we�ll die like this Romeo and Juliet in that Muggle play. Wouldn�t that be romantic?�

�As if you know anything about romance,� she mumbled, looking at the platter again.

�I do, actually. Of course, you don�t believe me, but I can be very creative in my ways.�

Hermione snorted un-ladylike and turned her attention to the food, as asking how romantic he could be was not a good idea. Candle light and roses weren�t exactly something she imagined Lucius Malfoy would even consider. But what would he think of, she didn�t know. However, the one thing she knew for sure was that if she kept on looking into his amazing silver eyes she would get enthralled and lost to his charms.

Hermione finally took a sandwich from the platter and tried to concentrate just on the food and its flavour, ignoring the warmth of his body or the rhythm of his breathing. It was very hard to ignore, though, as sitting in his lap obviously didn�t help matters. She knew that should have felt embarrassed about being in such an intimate position with Lucius, but for some odd reason, she wasn�t embarrassed, but rather comfortable.

Lucius had let her eat in silence, managing to manoeuvre himself so she still didn�t lose the sitting position and he had access to the table.

He had toyed with the idea to ask her to feed him, but it was too much, too soon. His creative mind, however, didn�t stop at that. He imagined the witch naked, sprawled on this settee and cream from �clairs squirted over her luscious breasts so he could devour her, slow and teasing.

He groaned out loud and put his teacup down. Lucius wished that he could just live his fantasies with the girl, but he had promised not to force her.

�Is everything alright?� Hermione asked, licking her lips to get the last smudge of chocolate from the heavenly �clairs. She really had to ask the elves the recipe of this amazing pastry.

�No,� Lucius growled as he saw a bit of cream on her lower lip. He had wanted to kiss her for a long time now and this was the end of his wait. He leaned his head lower and captured her lips gently. He heard her gasp, but continued the gentle move, letting the tip of his tongue explore her lips. He pulled her closer, but avoided to let her feel his erection. He didn�t want to scare the girl away.

At first Hermione was surprised about Lucius� bold move. But when his lips kissed her so gently and with such expertise she was melting in a puddle of lust with every second he was devouring her. She parted her lips lightly, it was bold move for her, but she wanted to allow him to deepen the kiss. The feel of his hands caressing her back and his masterful tongue made her moan loudly.

Hermione had always thought that kissing was something sloppy and icky, as her experiences with Ron and Viktor had shown. But Lucius was� different. It felt amazing and she felt a flame slowly building inside of her. To her dismay, he broke the kiss at the best moment, when she had decided that she wanted to taste more of him and be as close as possible.

�I think this was enough,� Lucius said huskily. �I should�ve warned you.� He let the rest of the explanation unsaid. She looked so delicious with her flushed cheeks and swollen lips. If he could, he would devour her again, but he had to be careful. Her vocal moan was a sign that he was on the right track, but he wanted her to come to him freely.

�I�m fine,� she replied breathlessly, feeling her need only heighten.

�Would you like to see the library?� he asked, knowing that a change of the setting would let them cool down but still make the desire burn slowly.

�Hmm?� she mumbled, hardly registering what he was saying. Ah, something about the library. She wondered why he was asking for them to go somewhere else. She felt good enough here. Warm, comfortable and so close to him� She wanted him to kiss her again, so she had another example of a fabulous kiss, but he made no move to repeat it.

�We can move more freely now, the chain has lengthened again,� he added casually. Indeed, it had once again returned to its original length of about a tad over a foot.

�Then let�s go to the library,� she said uncertainly, moving away from his lap and standing up. She took his courteously offered hand and followed him out of the study, walking through intricately decorated hallways. More than once she wanted to ask a question about a painting, but decided to keep quiet as to not appear as an annoying chatterbox.

The library took her breath away. Hermione had heard that the Malfoy estate held one of the biggest private libraries in Britain, but she hadn�t imagined that it would truly be any bookworm�s wet dream, with endless shelves on three levels holding all the knowledge she would and would not need.

She wanted to go and explore everything, so she took a step forward, but then remembered their predicament.

�What would you like to explore?� he asked lazily, enjoying the play of emotions on her face. She looked like a child on Christmas, and truthfully, it made her even more beautiful to him. No witch ever had shown such excitement for simple things like books.

�Umm, is there something on sex magic?� she asked, a deep red blush creeping to her cheeks.

�Indeed there is, allow me to show you?�

She actually loved his good manners. It was rather refreshing to have man open a door for her and so on, in comparison to Lucius; Ron has the manners of a stray Bludger on a good day.

Lucius guided her through the aisles between bookshelves until they reached a small darkened alcove which had a single shelf hidden there. The shelf was filled with books of different sizes and bindings, and she wondered how many of those he had read before, as he expertly skimmed through content lists of volumes with obscure names.

�Isn�t sex magic illegal?� she asked, wondering if the spell which had triggered their chain was Dark.

�No, it is not, if it is used by two consenting adults. The parts with mind control and such are forbidden, yes, as it would mean someone could take advantage of an unwilling person.� He explained, his eyes never leaving the pages of the book he was holding.

�And what would our case be?�

Hermione was rather amazed at his subtle display of wandless magic when he made books he had deemed helpful hover near them.

�I think our case is in the grey area, as it was accidental magic, and thus it is hard to find the one who is guilty. Usually such cases are settled out of court, as doesn�t affect anyone else,� he explained, looking at the witch to see her reaction. Hermione seemed to be slightly thoughtful, and she didn�t make a hissy fit like most women would have done whilst being in such a situation, so he still had everything under control.

�I think I have found the books more relevant to our condition, feel free to peruse them,� Lucius concluded, turning and taking her arm and leading her back to a seating area.

The heavy oak table and the stuffed wingback chairs looked very inviting and Lucius� courteous gesture helping her to sit made her forget for a moment that she wasn�t here for her entertainment. Lucius took the other chair next to her and started summoning books and journals he had to read for business purposes.

It took Hermione a while to find an entry about their chaining. The Lover�s Chain was an ancient ritual used by older, experienced grooms for the purpose of teaching their inexperienced brides the pleasures of flesh, and the chain would dissolve as soon as the man deemed the wife was taught enough. She didn�t need to take notes on this; this wasn�t an essay, so there was nothing to study for.

Ever so often, her eyes would drift to the still form of Lucius Malfoy. He was a truly gorgeous man. If she didn�t know his true age, she�d say he was in his 30s, as his skin seemed smooth and not wrinkled. His pale hair and fair skin looked mesmerising, she had to fight her urge to reach her hand to touch his cheek and feel the silkiness of his hair.

It was so illogical to desire him; Lucius was not a type she would usually go for, but maybe, the Witch Weekly articles depicting him as the rogue, handsome and dangerous womaniser who was looking for salvation had some truth in them. She wanted to know what went on behind the beautiful and calm fa�ade. But she knew that she was not the type of witch he wanted.

A Malfoy needed someone flashy, maybe one of those Playwizard cover girls, not the plain old Hermione.

Lucius had been watching her as well, trying to figure out what her little pretty mind was up to. This witch was different from other witches, and she didn�t realise the potential of her beauty at all. Even in this worn and simple outfit she looked delicious and he ached to devour her. Lucius didn�t date to imagine what would be if she would become aware of her raw sex appeal. On the other hand, it was good that she didn�t know of her potential temptress self, so he had the change to mould and shape her the way he wanted to gain pleasure.

They had been sitting in the library for a good while, she knew it as the light from the windows grew dimmer and dusk began. Hermione wondered what he would ask to do next, and she was both scared and excited about it.

�It�s time for us to retire,� Lucius said using his silkiest drawl. �A relaxing bath is just what I need.� Lucius had never been one to follow set rules, so he wouldn�t do things their little binding book explained. To him, sexuality was not about a set chain of events, but more about feeling each other�s needs. He needed to guide the witch into expressing her desires at her own pace.

Hermione blushed and took a deep breath. What could she reply to that? It was not like he had acted badly towards her, but dear gods above- a bath meant that she would see him in a certain state of undress. Maybe there was a way to lessen the embarrassment of the situation?

�I promise I won�t look. I can sit and look away,� she mumbled, her cheeks flushing even more.

�No, you will not,� he reached for her hands and took them in a gentle grasp,� we both need to begin get closer to each other. Don�t feel ashamed. It�s just us two, there is no evaluation and deadline,� he said in a soothing tone.

�But Mr. Malfoy, I�� she looked away from his piercing gaze,� I don�t know what to do.�

�Please, call me Lucius. We�re not in a formal situation here.� His hand reached up to cup her cheek ever so gently. �Let me show you what real pleasure is, Hermione,� he purred, leaning forward and capturing her lips with his in a gentle kiss.

For a few moments, Hermione was lost in the gentle passion of the kiss. It made her melt inside and forget all her troubles for a moment, as all what existed in her world were his lips and tongue doing wonders. He tasted divine, the contrast of the bitterness of the coffee he had drunk mingling with the aftertaste of the sweet pastries she had devoured made the kiss� sensations rise to a new lever. Kissing wasn�t just some wet and sloppy affair, Lucius Malfoy had proved it to her the second time today.

She pulled away from the kiss, suddenly feeling guilty for enjoying his masterful move. She was not supposed to like it, much less answer it. He was not a man she should even consider to be in the same room with, much less let him kiss her with those sinful lips. She should�ve never allowed those lips to touch hers again; she should�ve hexed Lucius to the gates of Hades the moment she had seen him in the bookstore and� not desire to kiss him again� To thread her hands through his silken hair�.

She knew that she was officially crazy now. Hermione wished that the chain would just vanish now so she could return to her pixie-infested room and bland job.

Lucius saw the emotions play on her face. He knew from the passion she had put into the kiss that the witch was going to become a goddess of pleasure if she was showed that desires are natural and not moderated by the rules of society.

�Why do I feel like this?� she asked in a whisper, not really talking to him. �I shouldn�t have responded��

�It is not a bad thing to let out your deepest, primal desires. It is natural for a woman to respond to a man who has passion for her. This kiss didn�t contain even a tenth of the desire and need I truly have for you,� he said soothingly.

�Is the sex magic making me become like this? None of the books you showed me mentioned it�� she replied thoughtfully.

�Sometimes things are not so logical to be explained by books. In these cases, you just have to go with what you want the most, without thinking of right and proper.�

He gave her a warm, reassuring smile, and she blushed even more. It was upsetting to see him acting so nice. It was as if he really wasn�t an evil psychopath everyone thought he was but just a normal man.

�I just feel like I have no control in this situation. Being helpless scares me so much,� she confessed, looking away from him.

�I can help you feel better. Just let me guide you,� he purred, �tell me what you�re scared of, and I will ease your fear.�

�I have never been in a meaningless relationship with a man,� she blurted, �I want it to be special, not just some tumble in the sheets.�

�It is special. It is extremely rare that a magic so unbreakably strong and pure binds two people. And I will follow your wishes; I will not force unwelcome attentions on you.�

�But a wizard doesn�t care for a witch�s pleasure.� She was speaking from experience. After all, sex was something like a chore, and once a wizard got what he wanted, he�d just roll over and snore.

�You are so wrong in that. A good lover�s first need is to assure the partner�s pleasure. And if only you knew how much I want to pleasure you, witch. All the things I could show you�� Lucius paused and groaned.

It took all of his strength not to push her up on the table and rip of those clean, but worn clothes of her divine body. Kissing her had been extremely delicious, but now Lucius craved for more, only his good manners kept him from demanding out loud what he wanted right now. But she was so pure and innocent in her ways�even if she wasn�t a virgin�

�Maybe we should go and see to the bath?� she asked, gathering all her courage. Hermione knew the signs of a frustrated man. With Ron, it usually was almost insufferable, with his whining and nagging until she let him grope her and thought of �Potions Weekly� whilst his three-minute bed performance.

Lucius was unpredictable, in her opinion, so it was better to soothe him or else she might experience the legendary anger of the last Malfoy. That was something she didn�t wish to, and suddenly some articles she had read in �Witch Weekly� came to mind. That was not her favourite magazine, but it was the only available read during her lunch breaks at work as the reception witch Annie was an avid fan of this glossy nonsense. There had been something about wizards being putty in a witch�s hands if they were happy�. Question was- what exactly did he need?

�Are you sure about this?� he asked, doubting that he had heard her correctly.

�Yes, a bath will relax us both and we will do as the bond magic wants us to.� Hermione didn�t add the thought that it was kind of exciting to think of the actual being close to each other, naked thing.

Leading her through the hallways to his private wing, Lucius had a hard time to contain his giddiness. He felt like a teenager again, the excitement of doing something hot and normally impossible was making his heart race. They entered the bathroom and Hermione gasped at the sight of its splendour, and she shifted her concentration to her surroundings, not the impending very intimate and exciting situation.

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