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Captive	By : Dazzlious Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 27088 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from J K Rowling's fantastic books or films, I'm just borrowing and playing with them for a little while and get no monetary reward for doing so.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven
- 12-Twelve
- 13-Thirteen
- 5
- 6
- 7
A/N: Thank you for the reviews. I really appreciate them and I'm glad you're enjoying the story. Dx

‘How’s it going, Hermione?’
Lucius had joined Hermione in the library, where she was currently hidden behind a huge pile of books.
She put down her quill and turned to look at him with a smile.
‘Pretty good, I think. I’ve finished listing one whole bookcase; that one over there,’ she told him, pointing in the direction of said bookcase. ‘I know it’s only a tiny amount when you consider the whole library, but now I’ve got the first one done it’s almost like it’s downhill all the way from here.’
‘Have you found anything interesting yet?’ Lucius asked.
Hermione smiled again. ‘There are lots of interesting books in here, Lucius. You know that.’
‘I do. I was just wondering what you had come across so far.’ He smiled. ‘Anything that particularly stirs your fancy?’
She shrugged. ‘It’s been a real mixed bag so far. There was one Dark Arts book on potion-making — I’ve put it on the table over there in case it’s one you want to get rid of. I know you were divesting yourself of anything that might tie you to your dubious past.’
Hermione moved past Lucius to the table she had mentioned and pointed to the large pale-coloured book as he followed her.
She wrinkled her nose expressively and gave a quick shudder. ‘I had a quick flick through it but it’s not very nice. I can’t imagine ever needing any of the potions in there. Also, I’ve no idea what the cover is made of but it feels really nasty.’
‘Probably skin of some sort,’ Lucius told her as he examined the cover without touching it. ‘A lot of them were — not always human, though; it depended on what the book was about. This looks like it could have been human, although it might have been house-elf. They were a very popular choice at one time because there were so many of them and they were easily accessible and, of course, no one really noticed if a house-elf disappeared.’
Hermione’s face looked horror-struck and she stepped back as if to get away from the dreadful tome. ‘That’s horrible!’
Lucius shrugged as he picked the book up and began leafing through it. ‘Now you can see how far we’ve come, Hermione. House-elves today might not always have the sort of life you dream about for them but it’s far better than it used to be. I’ve no doubt there are still some of the older families who treat their elves as badly as we used to, but hopefully they’re in the minority and will continue to decrease over the years as new owners come along with a slightly better attitude. Even our elves will get used to the ideas you’ve mentioned to them in due course, with occasional gentle reminders. It’ll just take a while.’
‘You don’t think this was one of the Malfoys’ house-elves, was it?’ Hermione asked warily.
Lucius shook his head as he flicked back to the beginning of the book.
‘No, definitely not. We didn’t write it, just purchased it, and the binding would already have been on there. My ancestors wouldn’t have been bothered about the outside, only what dark deeds lurked on the inside.’ He wrinkled his nose as he closed the book. ‘Leave it there, along with any others you come across, and once you’ve collected a pile I’ll get rid of them. Borgin and Burkes still purchase Dark Arts material — they still have a few customers who are interested, especially in old collectable stuff like this.’
He replaced the book on the table and moved towards Hermione, wrapping his arms around her waist.
‘Have you found anything more . . . exciting yet?’
Hermione stared at him. ‘What do you mean, more exciting?’
‘Well, there are some interesting collections of erotica in here,’ Lucius replied.
‘I haven’t found anything like that at all yet. I’ve been working through Narcissa’s list and there’s nothing like that mentioned on it.’
Lucius made a soft snorting noise as if to suggest that he wasn’t surprised, and kissed Hermione’s nose before releasing her and springing away across the library in search of something. A few minutes later he returned to another reading table and laid a large and extremely old-looking folder on it. He blew gently on the folder to remove the light layer of dust before untying the ribbons that held it together and opened it to reveal a stack of parchments. Hermione left the books she had gone back to sorting and went to join him.
‘The library contains a considerable amount of erotic material,’ Lucius told her without a trace of embarrassment. ‘There are sexually explicit novels and books full of the most interesting ideas scattered here and there, but there are also images — both my grandfather, Lucian and his father, Septimus, were extremely interested in anything to do with sexuality.’
He lifted the first of the old parchments, which contained a finely drawn image of a man and woman embracing. The couple were both naked.
‘Saucy,’ Hermione said, smirking, as Lucius passed the illustration to her. She studied the fine artwork for a couple of seconds, considering how old the drawings were likely to be, before placing it on the table next to the folder.
‘That one’s quite tame but there are some much more interesting ones,’ Lucius told her. ‘This one, for instance.’
He passed Hermione the next parchment with a shark-like grin, his gaze raking over her as she studied the illustration. This one contained the same naked couple, obviously part of a series on a theme. In this picture the woman was on her knees, her mouth wrapped around the man’s cock.
Hermione couldn’t help but think about her doing the same thing to Lucius, particularly when he was standing so close to her, his crisp citrus aftershave mixing with the more primal scent of him that always aroused her so much; was arousing her now. It had suddenly got awfully warm in the library.
‘I think this one appeals to me most at the moment,’ Lucius said, passing the third parchment Hermione’s way, his low voice huskier now.
Their fingers brushed against each other as she took it from him, dropping the other as she did so, and Hermione sucked in a breath as small electric shocks transferred themselves to her skin. Wondering what Lucius found so appealing she stared down at the illustration and felt the flush of heat spreading not just in her face but throughout her body. The beautifully sketched drawing made her stomach swirl and a dull throb of need began deep inside her.
‘Beautiful, isn’t it?’ Lucius asked quietly.
He was standing behind her now, his arms wrapped around her waist as he first, kissed her hair, then moved it out of the way and began to attack the nape of her neck. Hermione thought her legs were going to give way as a wave of desire rushed through her.
‘Yes,’ she whispered.
‘Does it arouse you?’ Lucius enquired, his voice now even lower, making Hermione shiver.
‘Very much so.’ Hermione’s voice was as soft as his.
Lucius hugged her more tightly. ‘I want to do that to you, Hermione. I want to do it right now.’
Hermione looked at the illustration once more, imagining Lucius going down on her in the way the illustrated man was doing to the woman. Another flare of desire set off the aching throb again, more strongly this time.
‘What do you think?’ he asked. ‘Can I do that to you now?’
Hermione was suddenly back in the room again at his words, as if she had broken out of a trance.
‘You want to do it here?’ she asked sounding a little apprehensive.
Lucius nodded and grinned lecherously. ‘There’s another table over there, not yet being utilised. Just the right height, I would have said.’
‘But what if someone sees us?’
Hermione meant Narcissa but didn’t want to say her name just in case it angered Lucius. Whilst his wife had been as good as her word and didn’t seem to care at all what she and Lucius got up to, Hermione didn’t want to rub it in her face. The library was a little too open with all its windows and its prominent position in the house, and Narcissa did often come to visit her. Hermione couldn’t even begin to imagine how embarrassed she would feel if anyone were to catch them, but Narcissa would be worst of all.
Lucius pulled her round to face him and gazed down at her curiously.
‘This is my library, you know,’ he pointed out. ‘I think I’m entitled to do whatever I want in here, aren’t I?’
‘Of course, but—’
Lucius stopped Hermione’s protestation with a kiss, wrapping his arms tightly around her and pulling her to him. Still kissing her, he picked her up and moved towards the empty table.
‘Lucius, please. Anyone could see us if they walk past the windows,’ Hermione pointed out worriedly as he placed her on the table, moving back a little once his lips left hers.
‘I can close the curtains,’ Lucius suggested insouciantly and pulled his wand from his pocket.
Hermione knew she had no choice.
‘Narcissa,’ she whispered almost apologetically.
Lucius gave a loud, put-upon sigh, his head going back in frustration as he rolled his eyes. ‘You know she doesn’t care, Hermione.’
‘But she quite often comes to see me, Lucius, and whatever her stance I still don’t think she would want to be confronted by that. I know I wouldn’t if I were in her position.’
Lucius wrapped his arms around Hermione again and kissed her forehead.
‘All right, my love, not in here — at least not today. We’ll go to my bedroom.’
Hermione was about to point out that she was supposed to be working when she remembered the illustrations. Sod it — work could wait for a while. She would much rather be having sex with Lucius, and he was her boss, after all. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss.
‘Yes, please.’
With a smile at her response, Lucius waved his wand and the two of them disappeared from the library. A moment later they were in his bedroom. Lucius released Hermione onto the bed before dropping to his knees in front of her.
‘I want you,’ he told her sincerely.
His hands were already working on her trousers; he was pleasantly surprised to find they had an elasticated waist. He pulled them down, taking the knickers with them, and Hermione helped to kick out of them as Lucius discarded the garments on the floor. He gazed at her with lust for a moment before spreading her legs, then dived between them, his tongue connecting with her soft, warm flesh as he gave a loud moan of desire.
Hermione gasped and lay back on the huge four-poster bed, closing her eyes as she enjoyed what was happening to her, feeling the dull ache throbbing ever faster in time with her heart as Lucius’ warm, wet tongue examined every inch of her genitalia. She gave a small squeal as he sucked on her clit, the noise turning to a growl of approval as his fingers slid inside her.
‘I love doing that,’ Lucius confided before he sank again, his mouth covering her clit once more.
Hermione writhed beneath him, feeling her arousal building slowly but steadily, that throbbing ache almost unbearable now. She had pulled off her t-shirt at Lucius’ bidding, removing her bra so his hands could play with her breasts when they weren’t exploring her nether regions.
‘Fuck me,’ she whispered, her own hands running through Lucius’ lovely long blond hair as he continued to investigate her clitoris and labia with his mouth. ‘Please, Lucius. I need you.’
‘Cum for me first,’ he said, releasing her only for a moment.
Hermione closed her eyes again, her back arching as she concentrated on the feelings Lucius was raising inside her. Her hands moved to squeeze her breasts, pinching at the stiffened nipples, and moans of pleasure escaped her lips as the disparate feelings overwhelmed her, the ache now so bad that she almost cried out. Then she was screaming, calling out Lucius’ name over and over as the feeling inside her exploded in a wave of pleasure so intense she couldn’t keep it in.
Lucius remained where he was for a few more seconds, waiting until Hermione had calmed a little, then he moved back and watched his beautiful lover as he unbuttoned his trousers and released his throbbing erection. He needed to fuck Hermione every bit as much as she wanted him to. Before she could even move he was back between her legs, his eager cock pressing against her; his previous ministrations had made her wet enough for him to slide straight inside.
Hermione gasped and wrapped her arms and legs around him, clamping him to her as if she was never going to let him go. Lucius groaned loudly, delighting in the friction between them as they moved in a steady rhythm. He revelled in hearing Hermione’s enjoyment, which in turn increased his own pleasure. She was still whimpering when he came hard, unable to hold back the massive orgasm that made his whole body spasm with delight.
Lucius rolled off Hermione and instantly pulled her into his arms. He could feel her still twitching, her heart beating every bit as fast as his own. His mouth found hers for a tender kiss, followed by another and another, the two of them unable to break away from each other even for a second.
Eventually, when they had both calmed, Hermione said, ‘I should get back to work. You’re not paying me to lie around in bed all day.’
‘Oh, I don’t know about that,’ Lucius replied wickedly. ‘I’d be more than happy to pay for you to stay here for as long as you like.’
‘I told you before I’m not your whore.’ Hermione extracted herself from his arms and sat up.
‘I know that, and I wasn’t suggesting you were,’ Lucius said soothingly. ‘I just meant that I like being in bed with you and don’t care how long it takes to get the library sorted.’
Hermione slid out of bed and found her clothes. Lucius watched her appreciatively as she got dressed.
‘You really are gorgeous,’ he told her.
Hermione smiled and leant down to give him a kiss.
‘So are you, but now I need to get back to work. I’ll see you later.’
She went to move away but Lucius grabbed her wrist and pulled her back towards him.
‘Next time we’re doing it in the library,’ he warned her.
‘Only if Narcissa isn’t at home,’ Hermione retorted.
Lucius sighed loudly. ‘It’s my house.’
‘Yes, and she’s your wife,’ Hermione reminded him. ‘So only when she’s not around. Now, I need to go. I need to put away those illustrations before someone sees them.’
‘Are you going to look at the rest first?’ Lucius asked.
Hermione shrugged. ‘I may do.’
He grinned. ‘I might as well stay here, then. You’ll be back as soon as you’ve finished looking at them, begging me to fuck you again.’
‘Not necessarily,’ Hermione countered.
‘You will.’ Lucius’ grin was as smug as it could be. ‘Go on, go. I’ll see you in quarter of an hour or so.’
Hermione walked across the room and opened the door. ‘Don’t hold your breath waiting for me, will you?’
‘You’ll be back,’ Lucius prophesied. ‘I know how horny looking at three pictures made you and I also know how hot the others are.’ He began to undo his shirt in a seductive manner. ‘Come back whenever you’re ready, Hermione. I’ll be waiting.’
Hermione shook her head, but she was smiling. She blew Lucius a kiss as she went out the door.
Lucius finished removing his clothes and climbed into bed properly. He lay back with his hands behind his head, waiting for Hermione to come back to the bedroom. He knew she wouldn’t be long. The oral sex illustrations were tame compared to the ones that came after, documenting in exquisite detail various interesting sexual positions. Knowing how aroused Hermione became and how quickly, he reckoned he would have to wait no longer than half an hour at the most, and that would only be because she was trying to prove him wrong.
He closed his eyes, thinking of the various graphic illustrations and the recreation of them that he and lovely Hermione would be performing shortly. Her work was definitely finished for the day, whatever she might pretend. Lucius wondered for a moment whether she would put the drawings away without looking at them, maybe save them for another time, but he was fairly certain she wouldn’t. Hermione would need to look at them, she was far too inquisitive not to, and that would be enough.
There were plenty of other illustrations dotted around the library which he would be more than happy to reveal over the coming months, and next time they would definitely be staying down there, whatever Hermione said now. He might allow her to go to the minstrel’s gallery if she really still didn’t feel comfortable having sex in the main library space, but it was going to happen. It was a fantasy of his — actually, it was several fantasies — and Lucius was determined they weren’t going to stay that way for long.
It was twenty minutes later when Hermione came back to the bedroom. Lucius opened his arms to welcome her back to the bed once she had undressed.
‘Time to try some of those positions, eh?’ he said as Hermione’s warm body pressed seductively against his.
‘Mmmm, I particularly like the idea of number seven,’ she told him.
‘Number seven, eh? You are a naughty girl . . . lucky me,’ Lucius said lasciviously.
He grinned, knowing he and Hermione were in for a great afternoon.
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