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  • The Masked Lady

    By : soldiersgirl0709
    Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione
    Views: 36030
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    Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Harry Potter nor do I make any money from the publication of this fic. Only friends and smiles.-
  • Chapter List
    • 1-The Masked Lady
    • 2-A Worthy Cause
    • 3-Special Treatment
    • 4-Seeking Answers
    • 5-Phantom Of The Opera
    • 6-Obsession
    • 7-Chairman of the Board
    • 8-Cinderella
    • 9-Caught In A Trap
    • 10-Vanished.....again!
    • 11-The Return
    • 12-What Have You Done To My Father?
    • 13-A Question of Retirement
    • 14-Poor Harry
    • 15-Dinner Parties and Dirty Deeds
    • 16-Situation Out of Control
    • 17-The Seeds of a Plan
    • 18-Soft Moments
    • 19-The Event
    • 20-Facing the Mirror
    • 21-The Epilogue
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  • Chapter 6: Obsession














    It was ridiculous how deeply the mysterious witch had gotten beneath his skin, Lucius thought as he stared out the window of his study. Draco was rambling about something behind him but for the life of him he couldn’t concentrate on what he was saying. His mind was on smooth curves wrapped in black leather and lush lips wrapped around his cock. Nary a minute passed when she didn’t dance through his thoughts.







    Never before had a woman affected him so and it tormented him. How could he be so enamored of a woman he had never even seen? How could she service him so intimately while keeping her identity secret? When would she find him again? So many questions he wanted answered, so many longings he wanted fulfilled and not a clue as to how to achieve his goal. Had his boredom with life in general brought him to this point?







    “Father….are you alright?” Draco’s voice broke through his thoughts and Lucius turned to face him.







    “I am fine, Draco, what were you saying?” He asked trying to cover up the fact that he hadn’t heard a word the young man had spoken.







    “I was just telling you about an upcoming board meeting at the ministry that you will be expected to attend.” Draco sat his documents aside and eyed his father suspiciously. “Are you ill? I heard that you went to the theater the other night but that you kept the drapes partially closed and left in a hurry with your face flushed.”







    Lucius snorted and shook his head. Ill? No, he hadn’t been ill. He had just been sucked off brilliantly by a witch he didn’t know who continually vanished before he could get his hands on her. Oh how he wanted to get his hands on her, on every delectable inch of her, especially those ripe, lush breasts that never failed to mesmerize him. If only he knew who she was. He didn’t have a clue as to her identity, he didn’t even know if she was a pureblood, half-blood or muggleborn. The only thing he knew for certain was that she was infuriating and intoxicating at the same time. He wanted her and one way or another he would have her.









    “No, I am not ill, Draco.” He said, turning back to the window. “I am simply distracted.”







    “A woman?” Draco smirked. His father tended to be a rather surly git in recent years, perhaps if he got laid he would be more pleasant.







    “Yes, a woman.” He was strategizing his next opportunity to lure her to him. There was a fundraising gala at the school coming up, perhaps she would show up there. It was still over a month away, however, and he had really hoped to see her sooner. He was exhausting every possible avenue to discover her identity by using his resources within the ministry and had recently paid a visit to some of his old acquaintances who danced on the outskirts of what would be considered….well, legal. So far they had turned up nothing. Hell he had become desperate enough to search his clothing, theater box and carriage for strands of her hair that could be used for polyjuice potion so he could discover her identity but she left nothing of herself behind, not a single trace aside from the lingering scent of vanilla in his nostrils.







    “Anyone I know?” Draco pressed.







    “No.” Lucius chuckled. Hell, I don’t even know her he thought. “I think we should reschedule, Draco, and pick this up when I am more focused.”







    “She must be something to have you so tied up in knots.” Draco chuckled as he gathered up his paperwork. “There really isn’t anything important left to go over, just make certain you are at the board meeting at the end of the month since you are the primary benefactor for the Dark Forest Conservation program.”









    “I’ll be there, Draco, good night.” Lucius said, idly tapping his fingers on the window sill as his son let himself out. He was so anxious, his body tense and on edge as he peered out into the early evening light. Maybe a trip to Madame Cherie’s was in order. His cock, which had been in a semi-erect state since his first meeting with the Masked Lady, deflated slightly at the thought of taking a whore. While Madame Cherie boasted the most finely trained and highest quality courtesans, Lucius didn’t want a woman who had seen half the cocks in the wizarding world.









    Of course he had no way of knowing that his masked tormenter wasn’t a whore but the fact that he was the only wizard she engaged intimately indicated that she was a choosy witch with discriminating tastes. Or so he liked to flatter himself. She appeared to enjoy sex and had no qualms about taking what she wanted. Hell he had never seen anything quite as glorious as her kneeling between his legs and sucking his cock into her mouth without even considering asking his permission. Not that he would have withheld it, he wasn’t an idiot, when a sexy, strong and passionate woman wanted to suck your cock you let her.









    His wayward appendage perked up at the thought of her and Lucius groaned. His cock was a fickle and picky bastard, rising for this unknown woman in seconds when it wouldn’t even stir slightly for a well trained courtesan. He laughed at himself as he stood there considering his penis as though it were a separate sentient entity and not functioning according to Lucius’s own thought processes. Though sometimes he did wonder if it didn’t have a mind of his own, why else would he be getting off on the dominating little thief making his life hell?







    With a frustrated sigh he turned away from the window and went back to his desk to attempt once again to focus on his work. The words and numbers on the parchment all seemed to run together as he stared at them. His head ached from trying to force himself to focus so he leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. No sooner had he closed them than he heard the low, sexy chuckle that had them springing open once again.







    “Thinking about me?” She was perched in the open window with a saucy smile on her face. She hopped through and dusted off her clothing. He noted that while she was still dressed in black leather she had replaced her snug fitting trousers with a long skirt with a side split up to her thigh.







    “Now we can add breaking and entering to your list of crimes.” He said, his lips twitching and his cock filling quickly and painfully. She smiled and came towards him with that sexy, determined stride that had his heart pounding in his chest with a rib breaking rhythm.









    “You sent thugs searching for me, Mr. Malfoy.” She said as she approached the desk. “Dark Wizards, former deatheaters, have been asking questions and nosing around. You are getting desperate.”







    “You leave me little choice, Mistress. Did you think that the little episode in the theater was going to make me less intent to find you?” He watched her in astonishment as she sat on his desk right in front of him and smiled smugly.









    “Oh no, I knew it would make you want me more. That’s the fun of the game. You chase, I run. But I keep on winning, don’t I?” She taunted.







    “For now.” He said with narrowed eyes. “Why are you in my house? Come to pilfer something for one of your causes?” She leaned back on his desk, reclining with her hands braced behind her. Her hair brushed the glossy wood surface and her eyes glittered in the dim light. Were they brown? Hazel? No, they were gold, the color of fine whiskey.







    “I didn’t come here to relieve you of your property….I came to see you.” She said softly. “You’ve been on my mind these past few days.” She licked her lips seductively. “I can still taste you.”







    He hissed through clenched teeth, unable to stop himself from responding to her deliberate enticement. “You enjoy provoking me, don’t you?”











    “Move your chair closer.” She ordered, smiling when he slowly slid the chair forward towards the desk. She placed her feet on the arms of his chair, one on either side of him. “Push my skirt up.”







    Lucius nearly groaned at the command. Oh gods how he wanted his hands on her. He didn’t care that she was a stranger, whoever she was he wanted a piece of her. Wanted to pull her beneath him and fuck her into oblivion until whatever it was that drew him to her was vanquished. He circled her leather clad ankles with his fingers and slowly began sliding his hands upward, pushing her skirt up as he did. When his hands passed over the knee high leather of her boots to the smooth creamy satin of her skin he wanted to whimper in pure delight. Soft, heated skin met his palms as he pushed the skirt higher and higher, baring the milky white skin of her thighs. He looked up, one brow arched high in query.









    “All the way, Mr. Malfoy….you owe me, remember?” She purred, shifting her thighs beneath his hands. He clucked his tongue and pushed the skirt up further, bunching it at her waist as the breath caught in his chest. She was naked beneath her skirt. There was nothing covering her but a small, neatly trimmed triangle of hair on her mound. Her lower lips were smooth and plump and when she let her thighs fall to the side the soft, swollen petals flowered open to reveal her moist, pink center.









    “For the love of Merlin you are beautiful.” He said on a rush of breath as he looked at her. She was reclining on his desk, her eyes shrouded in the familiar black leather mask and her thighs open. She looked wanton and so unbelievably stunning that he couldn’t believe his good fortune.









    “You say that now. But would you think me so beautiful if you knew who I really was?” She asked softly, reaching out with one hand to stroke his hair.









    “Reveal yourself to me and find out.” He was lightly stroking the insides of her thighs and enjoying the silky feel of her skin beneath his fingers. Her fingers tightened in his hair and she scooted to the edge of his desk.







    “No.” She said firmly as she urged him closer. “Make me come.” Lucius nearly came in his trousers right then. Never in his life had a woman uttered those words. Bold, beautiful and slightly vulgar given that he didn’t know her yet there he was leaning forward between her open thighs. No woman in his past had ever tried to give him orders sexually, he hadn’t really considered the idea that he might like it. He was the man, he was the one in charge. So why was he between her legs waiting for her next order?







    “You want me to…”







    “Lick me with that wicked tongue of yours.” Her sultry whisper had him swearing softly as he leaned closer and kissed the plump petals of her sex as tenderly as he would her mouth. She jerked and he smiled before letting his tongue slide forth to trace the smooth folds of flesh. He brought his hands into play, using the fingers of one hand to gently spread her nether lips so he could apply his tongue diligently to the tender pink interior of her sex. “Oh yes….” She hissed pulling him closer with her fingers locked in his hair. She rocked her pussy against his mouth as he licked and tickled her with his tongue, the tip lightly circling the ever increasing bud of her clit. “I knew you would be good at this.” She moaned as he swiped the flat of his tongue along the length of her slit, the rough pad abrading her sensitive nub erotically and causing her to shiver in delight.









    Lucius was lost, delirious with the scent and taste of the delicious woman at whose altar he feasted. She wasn’t a passive participant who simply whimpered and moaned when appropriate. No, this creature was bold, demanding and vocal about her pleasure. She moved against him, grinding her sex against his mouth seeking deeper contact. She fisted her hands in his hair and pulled him closer, begging him with words and movements to give her the release she sought. She didn’t hesitate to tell him what she wanted. Lick me….suck me….there….lower… she was never still and never quiet. Lucius hoped that his son wasn’t still lingering about the manor because the woman on his desk was not a quiet lover.









    Would she be a screamer when he fucked her? Would his ears ring with the sounds of her cries? He hoped like hell he would get the chance to find out. When he slid two of his fingers into her tight, wet heat he moaned right along with her as her snug flesh closed around him. God it would feel so good wrapped around his cock. He pumped his fingers into her slowly as his tongue lashed at the firm bud of her clit.







    “Oh god! Yes….don’t stop….never stop….” She was writhing and moaning, her thighs beginning to quiver as the first little contractions of her impending orgasm began pulsing around his fingers. He fastened his lips around her clit and suckled gently. Smug satisfaction rolled through him when her nails bit into his scalp and she bucked against him, her shrill cry of release echoing in the room as she moaned and shuddered in release.







    “Mmmm….so good.” She muttered, stroking the top of his head gently as she came down and he eased back from between her thighs to slump in his chair and try to regain a normal breathing pattern. He stared at her and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as she smiled and her body gave a little shudder.









    “I aim to please.” He said watching her as she pushed her skirt down and rose from his desk. He wasn’t surprised, he knew she would use him for what she wanted and then flee, he was becoming accustomed to it, poor pathetic bastard that he was.









    “Well your aim was true, I am very pleased, Mr. Malfoy.” She said as she leaned over him and brushed her lips against his brow. “That wicked tongue of yours is useful for something other than cutting others to shreds it seems.” He smiled at him and then slowly backed her way across the room. “Until we meet again.” With a little wave she was out the window in a flash. He didn’t bother going after her because he knew she wouldn’t be there. Instead he left his study and headed upstairs for a wank and a very, very cold shower.









    AN:And the witch gets hers. =) Yes…this is a very smutty little fic….not apologizing for it lol…after The Affair I needed to write something lighter and funny…this is what came from it LOL…..You guys have been great! SO many reviews…ok….Ill answer the prominent questions…, I wish AFF had a way for me to answer them on the review board individually like on GE…..anyhow…Yes, Lucius is going to figure out who she is and very soon, him discovering her is not the end of the tale however =) it is just something that pushes it along…More of Draco and Harry come into play as well, oh…and a whole lot more smut =)





    MB 3 - Addressing his usage of “Jesus Christ!” I don’t think of Lucius as religious, certainly not Christian, but, whether he liked it or not he went to school with Muggles and Halfbloods and took Muggle Studies in school….I also think he would have moved through muggle England for various reasons so he would be familiar with Christianity and Jesus, very familiar with swearing in general. Im sorry but that is Jason Isaacs creeping in…ever watch him interview? Or watch Brotherhood? The man swears every other sentence, the F-Bomb being a favorite….though Jesus Christ would probably not be one of his faves given hes jewish…….
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