Exchange | By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 107144 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
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A/N: Took forever to figure out what to do here. I.E. how far Narcissa would push the first dream. I settled for well you'll see... it seemed logical. At least I finally managed to get one of these chapters out huh?
Narcissa waited until she was absolutely certain that Hermione had fallen asleep before she threw the potion back and then laid down in her bed. It only took a moment for the feeling of weightlessness to sweep over her. She’d been anxious all day for this moment and while it was somewhat bittersweet since she knew it was a dream she couldn’t stop herself from being excited. Hermione had been teasing her all day with her pretty hair and oh so wonderful brain. Narcissa had never liked bimbos much but she did like the appearance of them. Especially at the age Hermione was. And it was much harder to give a bimbo a brain than it was to turn an intelligent child into someone who’d wear the look.
The Lady Malfoy appeared in a field of fog and nothing else. She knew from her readings that this was where she could twist her little pet’s dreams and desires to better match her own. It took a moment of effort to figure out how to change the world around her but she soon discovered how. Instantly, the fog melted away and a luxurious bedroom took it’s place.
It had a plush carpet in a deep red that welcomed bare toes to curl in it. A large fireplace was burning merrily off to the side and casting most of the room in an intimate light. What the fireplace didn’t illuminate hundreds of candles spread around the room did. The majority of the room was taken up by a large bed with a mattress one could sink into and plenty of silky soft pillows against the giant headboard. The covers on the bed were a dark purple with golden stitching that matched the purple drapes hanging across the large windows scattered around the room. A crystal chandelier hung in the center of the room, just by the foot of the bed and sparkled in the candlelight like jewels.
Narcissa smiled a bit at the room that simply begged for people to stay inside of it and took the liberty of increasing the heat in the room a few extra degrees and adding her own favorite perfume to the air. Realizing she was terribly overdressed, Narcissa changed her clothes into something far more arousing. A black lace teddy that clung perfectly to her curves and contrasted just wonderfully against her pale skin. She added a velvet choker with a blood red stone in the center and black lace thigh highs that matched a pair of tall gloves she also manufactured. A pair of perfectly shined red pumps finished off her look.
Only when everything was perfectly set for an intimate evening did Narcissa allow Hermione to appear though she did away with the girl’s clothes. They were hardly necessary right now. Standing back so that Hermione could see her easily, Narcissa allowed Hermione to become aware.
Hermione seemed to wake up slowly and blink a few times. She frowned some in confusion before looking around and settling on Narcissa. She gasped instantly and practically jumped through the room. “Mrs. Malfoy!?”
“Shh, Pet,” Narcissa purred as she sauntered over to the bed where Hermione was still sitting, though she’d scampered to the other side of it. “It’s alright. You know I’d never hurt you,” she said sitting down on the edge of the mattress and leaning closer.
“W-what’s going on?” Hermione demanded as her eyes quickly scanned the room. Her eyes widened even more when she realized there weren’t any doors.
Narcissa smiled and reached out to brush a curl behind Hermione’s ear. The girl flinched but Narcissa ignored it. “Don’t worry, Pet. You’re safe here with me… you know I love you.”
Hermione seemed to choke for a moment before pulling back. “This… this is a dream- a nightmare. There’s no way this is real!” she said as she scrambled off the bed. She seemed to suddenly realize she was naked and gave a little scream before grabbing the comforter and yanking it to try and cover herself.
Narcissa smiled at how cute she was being. “Now, now, Pet, you shouldn’t hide yourself… you’re absolutely beautiful,” she said as she got up and made her way around the bed to where Hermione was still trying to cover herself with the edge of the comforter. “Don’t ever be afraid to show yourself to me,” Narcissa said as she cupped Hermione’s young face in her hand.
The young girl’s jaw dropped and her eyes widened. “T-this is… no!” she said, pulling away quickly. Unfortunately, the only place she could back away to was the bed, which (with a little mental push from Narcissa) she promptly fell over. Narcissa smiled and quickly moved to straddle the girl.
“Easy, Pet… you’re scaring yourself over nothing,” she said soothingly. “Just let your Mistress take care of you.” Hermione sputtered but before she could form any actual words, Narcissa had dropped her head to press her lips against the younger ones she’d been fantasizing about. Hermione pushed against Narcissa’s shoulders but found the Lady Malfoy unmovable.
As Narcissa let her tongue explore Hermione’s mouth she let her control of the dream escalate. Hermione whimpered some as her body heated from the kiss. Narcissa pressed harder, letting her tongue explore even more secret places. She barely allowed Hermione a moment to catch her breath or even try to participate, simply taking the dominance she craved. Hermione’s fingers dug into Narcissa’s shoulders as she started rubbing her legs together in clear arousal.
Only when Narcissa was sure the girl was truly aroused from the kiss did she break it. She smiled down at the girl who was panting and her cheeks flushed. “See, Pet? Mistress always takes care of you,” she said as she lowered a hand to Hermione’s bare part.
Hermione’s eyes went huge and she pushed some at the older woman but Narcissa again ignored the protest and rubbed a finger over her young moist center. “Oh, Pet… see how wet you are? Why do you push me away when you want more?” she asked, feigning innocent confusion and a bit of hurt.
“I-I… It’s wrong!” Hermione sputtered.
Narcissa smiled and let her finger press against the hard nub of the young girl’s sex. Hermione’s eyes went huge as she gasped. “Don’t fight me, Pet… You are so lovely, I just want to help you realize it,” Narcissa said as I ducked her head and dragged a tongue over Hermione’s barely budding chest. Hermione gasped again and began to squirm.
Narcissa pressed her finger hard against Hermione’s nub, causing her to jerk with a little noise of pleasure. “It’s alright, Pet… just trust your Mistress,” she murmured before closing her mouth around one of Hermione’s pink nipples. Hermione gave a cry and squirmed more but Narcissa worked her hand at Hermione’s center to keep her struggles minimal. As Narcissa sucked and nipped at Hermione’s nipple to get it to become a little pebble, she continued to build the arousal in the girl through her hand and her dream manipulation.
It wasn’t long before Hermione was screaming and staining her thighs and Narcissa’s hand with her first climax. Narcissa smiled as she straightened enough to look down at the panting girl. “You see, Pet? There’s nothing to be afraid of…” she said before leaning forward to kiss the girl again.
Hermione was too busy panting and recovering from her climax to respond or fight but that didn’t bother Narcissa any. She just explored the pretty little mouth more thoroughly than before. As she kissed the girl, she reluctantly let the dream slip away. It wouldn’t do to give Hermione too much to think about at once.
Narcissa woke up in her bed and lowered a hand to find herself dripping wet. She slipped two fingers into herself and closed her eyes as she remembered the dream she’d just made with her pretty little Pet. She moaned and lowered her other hand to rub over her clit as she continued to finger herself. With the images fresh in her mind it only took a few moments for her to bring herself over the edge and climax. She smiled as she brought her hand up to lick the juices from her fingers. She couldn’t wait to see what Hermione was like at breakfast. She could imagine all sorts of adorable responses from the girl but nothing would be as sweet as actually seeing it.
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