Exchange | By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 107144 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
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Narcissa smiled as she watched the naked dream version of Hermione sprawled out on the bed beside her. She’d watched for several days as Hermione got used to masturbating on her own. It was terribly arousing but the Lady Malfoy had used every inch of self-control she could muster to keep herself from bursting into the girl’s room and fucking her pretty little head every which way. Instead she had set up their fantasy room tonight and brought Hermione to her in a way that wouldn’t scare off Narcissa’s little obsession.
Narcissa reached out and fingered one perfect curl and smiled. All the potions really had done wonders. Hermione even had a few delightful gold highlights in her hair now. The majority was still a rich brown but the strands of gold added endless depth and extra sheen to the locks. One Narcissa was quite partial to.Hermione gave a little noise that the lady Malfoy found adorable and slowly opened her eyes to look up at the older blonde. Narcissa smiled. “Hello, pet.”“M-mrs. Malfoy!” Hermione squealed and pulled back some.Narcissa caught her quickly with a manicured hand around her slender hips. “Ah ah ah, you must call me Mistress,” she told the girl, echoing her usual admonishment but twisting it to better suit her needs.Hermione stopped trying to pull away but she was trembling some. “W-why am I here?” she asked. Narcissa tilted her head slightly but didn’t get a chance to ask. “Why do I keep having these dreams?!”Narcissa found that very interesting. She hadn’t given Hermione that many of these dreams at all. She smiled a bit and moved her hand up to cup the girl’s cheek. She might have hit the nail on the head without meaning to and it was utterly delightful. “A dream just tells us what we want, Pet,” Narcissa said sweetly. “If you keep dreaming this… you must want it.”“I don’t!” Hermione said instantly. “It’s wrong.”Narcissa smiled and leaned forward to kiss the girl. Hermione struggled at first but Narcissa pressed on, easily forcing Hermione’s mouth open and slipping her tongue inside. She nearly moaned at the taste of the girl’s mouth but managed not to. She kept the kiss dominating but as gentle as she could. If Hermione was questioning herself already Narcissa had to be sure now more than ever not to scare her off. She slowly pulled away from the kiss and rubbed her thumb across Hermione’s lower lip. “How is it wrong, Pet?”“Y-your… your Draco’s mother. You hate everything about me,” Hermione whispered. “You’re old enough to be my own mother. I can’t have these dreams!”Mrs. Malfoy found it utterly telling that Hermione didn’t argue over the fact that they had the same gender. Only the age difference. She smiled and continued to stroke Hermione’s bottom lip. “Age is just a number,” she said lightly. “As long as we’re both enjoying it how can it be wrong?”Hermione shook her head slightly. “It is…”“Hush now, pet,” Narcissa said gently. “You’re worrying over nothing. I don’t care how old or young we are. I just want to make you feel good,” she said as she let her hand begin to move down Hermione’s young body. Hermione shivered and looked off to the side.“This is just a dream,” Hermione said. “It’s not real.”Narcissa bent down and kissed Hermione’s jaw. “It could be,” she said gently as her hand paused at Hermione’s chest. Her thumb brushed over Hermione’s nipple lightly, making it harden quickly.Hermione shook her head slightly. “No, it’s wrong.”“You don’t want it to be wrong so it’s not,” Narcissa murmured as she continued to kiss over Hermione’s skin lightly. “I just want to love you, Pet. Wasn’t it nice when I held you before?”Hermione shifted on the bed and Narcissa let her hand drift further down her body. “Didn’t you like me holding you when you were scared? I’ll do it again. All you have to do is come to me,” she whispered against Hermione’s ear. “I love you, Pet. And I want to take care of you.”“Y-you’re just a dream,” Hermione protested shakily.Narcissa’s fingers teased the top of Hermione’s part as she kissed her way back towards the girl’s mouth. “So what’s wrong with enjoying a dream?” Narcissa questioned. Hermione’s eyes widened some and Narcissa took the chance to kiss the girl again. She did her utmost to coax the girl into joining the kiss even as her slender fingers dipped down to Hermione’s privates. Narcissa was delighted to find they were already moist and hot from arousal.Hermione whimpered and grabbed at Narcissa’s arm as the older woman started gently rubbing over the girl’s part. Hermione continued to cling to her caretaker as her arousal spiked and her center grew even wetter.The blonde continued the slow, gentle, kiss as she rubbed the girl’s clit. Hermione cried out into the kiss and Narcissa took the chance to plunder her mouth further. Narcissa found her own womanhood growing equally wet as she seduced the girl in her dreams. Hermione was making all sorts of mewls and whimpers that got Narcissa’s blood burning as she continued to use her fingers on the girl.Hermione broke the kiss to gasp as her legs started to tremble. She was close to a climax; Narcissa had watched her masturbate enough to be able to tell. The older woman smiled and slipped one slender finger into Hermione’s molten channel while continuing to rub over her girl clit. Narcissa practically devoured the sight of the girl writhing on the bed as she was fingered expertly. In a matter of moments Hermione cried out and came hard over Narcissa’s hand. She was panting as she stared upwards.Narcissa brought her hand away and sucked the girl juices off her fingers. Hermione clearly saw it because her eyes widened. “You taste so good, Pet,” she whispered before kissing the girl again. Hermione didn’t put up much of a fight as Narcissa kissed her hard while letting the dream end.When she opened her eyes, Narcissa could feel her own arousal making her legs damp. She smiled and reached to her side table for the toy she’d started keeping there since Hermione started masturbating. That dream had been wonderful and very telling. 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