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Codename: Creampuff	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Lucius/Hermione Views: 16839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The abuse of italics continues�.and
there might be some sex this time.� Maybe.

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Hermione stared at the napkin which was richly embroidered
with an �M,� and looked up at Lucius, who seemed quite pleased with himself as
he asked her if she would like to try the wine.�
�You�re a sneaky bastard, Lucius,� she decided, more amused than
offended at his charade.�

He laughed and agreed with her as he reached for her wine
glass and filled it.� �I wasn�t Sorted into
Slytherin because I simply let opportunities pass me by � how�s your food?�

She took a bite and made a show of testing it.� �Not bad, not bad at all�.a pity that your
chef keeps forgetting that I like more pepper than that,� she teased, knowing
that he had cooked it.� He gave a
long-suffering sigh and pushed the peppermill over to her, allowing their hands
brush together slightly.� The touch was
enough to reignite the lustful sensations she had felt while dancing for him
and she swallowed with difficulty.� Hermione
knew that now they were in his home, there would be no more interruptions and
nothing at all to keep them from exploring their mutual attraction�still, she
had no wish to let Lucius believe that he could play games with her whenever he
wanted.� She ate lightly and pushed away
her half-full plate.

Lucius downed the rest of his wine and quirked an eyebrow at
her.� �You should finish that � I
guarantee you�ll need your strength,� he insinuated.�

�That remains to be seen, Lord Malfoy.�� She found the alarm in his eyes quite
satisfying. Two can play this game, I
think�� You have some explaining to
do before I let you anywhere near my person.�
Did you honestly think that I would be amused when I finally discovered
that you had me worried for no good reason?�

At least he had the grace to look (slightly) abashed.� �Hermione�oh, how do I put this?� The members of some Houses have a greater ability to dissemble than others.�
I happen to be quite skilled at it, and the fact that you are
inherently�� he cast his eyes up to the ceiling and his mouth moved silently as
he plainly sorted through any non-inflammatory phrases he had on-hand.� He finally looked back at her, having
selected the avenue of attack.� �Let me
put it this way: if I were to have informed you about my plans, you might have
inadvertently let them slip to Dumbledore.�
I don�t believe that I need to remind you that he is a skilled
Legilimens�no, I thought not.� If your
beloved Headmaster knew what I had planned for, he would never have allowed it
� he still thinks that I resent being placed under your tutelage, and he has no
idea of our true� connection� to each other.�
I am able to conceal my thoughts from him to an extent and your distress
was the perfect distraction for him.�

Hermione thought he might be telling the truth�for once in
his life� but kept him on the hot seat.�
�And the costumes I bought�they were more expensive than the sum I paid
for them, weren�t they?� I noticed that
the items that I truly liked were in that bag,� she said.�

�My darling, you didn�t pay for them at all.� Your money was returned to you.�

�Wait a minute, Lucius Malfoy � I�m not going to be your
kept witch,� she threatened as she thrust her finger into his face.

She was unprepared for him to catch it and place a kiss on
the inside of her wrist. �Hermione Granger, I wouldn�t dream of keeping a witch
such as yourself�I do, however, wish that you might want to stay of your own
accord,� he purred.� �Now, if you are
finished with your meal, I suggest we retire to the next room and get on with
our evening.� ��The �next room� had better have a large bed, she thought; a single
touch of his hand (or lips, in this case) was enough to set her afire and she
followed him eagerly.� To her surprised
disappointment, it didn�t have any furniture at all � simply hundreds of books
on shelves that lined the walls and towered over them.� Lucius plucked a small book from a lower
shelf deftly and turned back to her.�
�This might be something that would interest - what�s the matter?�

�Nothing, I was just looking at the books,� she
stammered.� How exactly like him to turn around and catch the sullen look she had
aimed his way � at any other time, any other time at all, she would have been enthralled at simply the sight of all the
books

�Yes, well. As I was saying, this book might interest you; I
thought that we could adjourn to the sitting room and read poems to each other
before the fire�� She felt like strangling him when he began to laugh.� �You should see your face�!� I am
sorry, I simply couldn�t resist,� he snickered.�
She whirled to get her things and leave but he caught her arm.� �No, don�t go...I am truly penitent and this book is
truly for you.� He held it out to her and she took it slowly, tipping it up to
see the cover.� The Wizarding Arts: Bellydance, she read.�

Opening the book, she saw that it was heavily inscribed in
gold lettering and richly illustrated � Hermione gasped to see one of the
illustrations came to life before her eyes, a beautifully drawn woman rising up
from the pages to begin in a shimmying dance not unlike what she had been
taught.� �Oh, Lucius�this is just what I
need to help practice!� And it�s such a
beautiful book,� she sighed.� The dancing
illustration executed an elegant salaam and vanished back into the pages with a
smile (and a wink for Lucius - she�d have to ask him about that later).� She closed the cover and petted it lightly,
smiling down at it�when she looked up to thank him, she swallowed hard at the
look in his eyes.� He looked absolutely
predatory.

Lucius gestured for her to precede him out the door and she
turned to leave obediently.� What was
going on here? �Third floor, seventh room on the right,� he instructed.

Hermione walked ahead of him, feeling a good deal more than
nervous as she heard his footfalls behind her.�
Anticipation made every nerve ending come alive with a tingling that was
almost painful, and as she reached the top of the third flight of stairs, she
impulsively dropped her arms and let the concealing cloak fall away from her
body.� The muted growl that broke the
tense silence made the hair on the back of her neck lift, and when she glanced
in a nearby mirror to see him, the look of unadulterated lust and need on his
face nearly made her offer herself to him right there on the staircase.� Well, now she knew why he insisted on walking
behind her.� It was a little frightening,
but then he hadn�t had the touch of a woman for a very long time�the knowledge
that she would be the one to break
his fast, as it were, filled her with the same sense of empowerment she had felt
while dancing for him earlier.� She began
to swing her hips and strutted down the hall to the appointed door � instead of
opening it, she waited for Lucius to close the distance between them.� �Is this the room you meant?� she asked
innocently�or tried to, anyway.

He pulled her into his arms for a kiss, his tongue seeking
entrance into her mouth as one hand slid down her back to cup her buttocks and
press her closer so she could feel him, erect and firm beneath his trousers.� Her hands scrabbled at his clothing as she
sucked on his tongue, unsure of what part of him she wanted to touch first �
Hermione settled on pulling away and trying to slide to her knees so that she
could taste the part of him he had flaunted ever since he had discovered how to
shift back to his true form, but he held her up.� �Not yet�later,� he admonished.� Lucius shoved the door open and she barely
had time to take in the details of the room (huge room, even bigger bed,
enormous fireplace) before he stationed her at the foot of the bed, and
instructed her to lean over and grasp the poles.

�Lucius, I don�t think that this angle-ohhhhhhhh...�� He slowly
rubbed his fingers between her thighs and, urging her legs apart further, knelt
behind her to mouth her sex through the fabric.�
She bucked back against him, lost in the sensation; it was unlike anything
she�d ever felt before but she wanted more,
so she reached back to pull the harem pants off.

�Hands on the bed!�
he snapped.� She snatched her hands away
from her waist as if burned and placed them back on the posts while he
tormented her with the lightest of touches where she needed them most.� When she thought she could take no more of
his unique brand of torture, Lucius untied the flimsy garment and drew it off,
hooking his fingers underneath the practically transparent panties to pull them
down as well.� �Bend your knees,� he
ordered softly.� As she obeyed, she felt his
hands parting her legs once more and she screamed aloud when he blew softly
upon her core.� Then his lips were
against her folds and she writhed and bucked in response to his ministrations,
moaning loudly in a manner that would have previously embarrassed her. Even Viktor wasn�t this good, she
thought feverishly.� There was also something
so taboo about the fact that he was doing this from behind her�her mind ceased functioning altogether as she felt
Lucius flick his tongue over her clitoris lightly, then rub against it over and
over.� Only when she was a shuddering
wreck draped over the footboard after her second orgasm did he draw back from
her, only having to lunge forward to catch her as she slid bonelessly towards the
floor.

She was barely conscious of being lifted in his strong arms
and deposited on the bed.� A rustling sound
was heard off to the left � Lucius taking his clothing off, she supposed � and
then a glass of wine was being held to her lips.� The fog lifted from her mind as she drank
thirstily, and Hermione revived enough to sit up to take the crystal goblet
from his hand and drain its contents.� He
took it from her and placed it on a side table next to a large hourglass.� �What�s that for?� she asked, pointing to it.

Lucius tossed his long hair back and reached for it.� �Do you see that clock over there?� Watch carefully.�� He flipped the hourglass, and as the first
grain of sand hit the bottom, Hermione saw that the hands stopped
mid-sweep.� �This device is akin to the
Time Turner you used in your Third Year�yes, I know about that,� he said in an
amused tone.� �This is only different in
that it is specifically keyed to the Manor�as long as it is kept in use, time
slows for all inhabitants inside the wards.�
We could spend a week here and only an hour would have passed outside.�

Hermione thought it a brilliant idea and said so as stretched
her arms out for him.� �Come to me now,
Lucius�.there�s only so much waiting a witch can handle.�� He cast aside the concealing sheet and came
to her, crawling across the bedding with his shaft at stiff attention.� He diverted her curious hands when she
reached between his legs and began to concentrate his attentions on the lower
curve of her right breast, grazing her skin with his teeth in gentle bites
until he worked his way up to her nipple and licked the erect peak before drawing
it into his mouth and sucking with just the right amount of pressure.� �Luciusssss,� she hissed, clawing at his
shoulders and arms when he switched to her other breast and began anew.�

He gave a low laugh and reached between their bodies to
slide a finger inside her, testing her readiness.� �Are you sure you wouldn�t rather read poems
in the sitting room?� he breathed in her ear, having switched his attentions to
the sensitive curve of her neck.

Her eyes almost rolled to the back of her head as he added a
second finger.� �Don�t tease anymore,
Lucius, please!� she wailed up at
him, convulsing. She almost sobbed in relief as she felt his cock placed at her
entrance and her upper body came entirely up off of the sheets when he placed
his hands to either side of her body and began to push inside.� Any remaining thoughts of Viktor Krum�s
bedroom prowess were forever banished from her mind as Lucius began thrusting,
stretching and filling her.� Another
orgasm shivered through her frame with a twist of his hips and when her sight
cleared, she looked up to see the look of intense concentration on her lover�s
face�of course.� He was attempting to
fulfill her needs first because of that ridiculous promise, and deliberately
holding back.� �Go ahead � don�t hold back
just because of your promise,� she panted.

Lucius stilled within her and looked down.� �That might not be wise.�� Nevertheless, she could see the hunger and
intense need in his eyes.� �It�s been a
long time, love.�

�It�s been a while for me as well,� she pointed out wryly,
having successfully caught her breath.�
�Never let it be said that Gryffindors shy away from a challenge.� Slytherins, though�� Yes, that should do it, she thought gleefully as she saw his jaw
set and his eyes narrow.� Her breath was forced
from her lungs once more as he pulled out of her and flipped her onto her
stomach.

�Just remember that you asked for it,� he growled into her
ear as he kneed her thighs wider apart.�
Hermione began to push herself up on her hands when his first thrust
knocked her back down on her face, so she simply grabbed handfuls of the
coverlet and hung on for dear life as he went to work, his hair brushing
against her back.

�She keened as his
thick cock pumped in and out of her pussy, the force of his thrusts steadily
moving her up the bed until she could grasp the sides of the headboard and
brace herself.� Hermione could see a
large mirror hanging on the wall beyond the headboard when she managed to get
enough leverage to return to her hands and knees; Lucius� head was lowered so
that all she could see at first was a fall of long blond hair that swayed with
his movement - as she watched, he raised his head slightly and she could see
him biting his lip.� She moaned his name
loudly as she felt herself beginning to reach another climax � surely he was close...?� He placed his hands over hers on the
headboard and began to thrust harder still.�
His speed increased until he released her hands and moved to grip her
hips tightly; he came with a snarl, tossing his head back and emptying his seed
into her.� They collapsed in a panting tangle
of limbs until Lucius rolled off of her and onto his back, breathing as though
he�d run a race.

Rolling her head over to look at him, she saw his normally
carefully brushed hair was in a tangled mess and his golden skin was flushed
with exertion; he also lay in a singularly undignified sprawl that left no
illusions as to his level of satiation.�
He looked magnificent.� He was
also, she noticed with wide eyes, still hard.�
�I believe I mentioned that it had been awhile,� he said suddenly,
opening his eyes to look at her.� �Come
here.�

�So soon?� she asked doubtfully.� She was still a bit sore.

Lucius laughed suddenly, startling her.� �Come, Hermione,� he repeated softly,
wrapping his arms around her when she moved over.� Hermione rested her head on his chest and
snuggled close, relieved that he wasn�t planning on taking her again
immediately.� She quickly fell asleep as
he stroked her hair, and woke much later to find him slumbering beside
her.�� Hermione gently pushed his hair
from his face and surveyed him affectionately.�
His beautiful face looked completely relaxed, more than she�d ever seen
before, and she placed a kiss on her lover�s lips.� Her lover.�
She still couldn�t believe that she had actually slept with Lucius
Malfoy, of all people�but he had entranced her ever since that day at Flourish
& Blotts, though he had been a complete and utter bastard to her.

Hermione craned her neck to look about his bedroom,
reluctant to leave the circle of his arms.�
From what she could see, the floor was made up of flagstones and there
was a rather inviting-looking rug in front of the fireplace.� There were no paintings or tapestries upon
the wall, which she thought was odd � surely a man such as Lucius would want something to gaze upon.� He shifted in his sleep, and she slipped from
his embrace as he turned onto his back with his arms flung wide.� Desire sparked within her anew and a
mischievous smile appeared on her face as she thought of an idea how to wake
him, and she turned back the dark green sheets with a whispered cleansing
spell.�

Running her hands lightly over his sculpted chest, she
kissed her way down his stomach to where his flaccid organ stirred against his
thigh and ran her tongue over it.� A
quick glance up his body showed that he was still fast asleep so she took the
opportunity to explore him with her hands and mouth, kneading and tugging
gently until he was fully erect and murmuring in his sleep.� Hermione leaned over him and took him into
her mouth, sucking as she bobbed up and down.�
She was tempted to bring him to climax this way; as a general rule she
(almost) loved nothing better than to suck a man off � there was just something
about having a wizard�s cock in her mouth that made her immediately randy.� Well, with Lucius there would be plenty of
time�and at least with him, he seemed to enjoy performing cunnilingus almost as
much as she enjoyed receiving it.� And Merlin, was he good at it�

Hermione climbed up to straddle his hips and lowered impaled
herself upon his cock, gasping as she felt herself stretching to accommodate
his girth.� She closed her eyes and rode
him, wondering how long it would be until he actually woke to find himself
buried inside her.� She started violently
when hands clamped down on her thighs and she looked down to see Lucius looking
up at her with amusement in his eyes.�
�Enjoying yourself?�

tbc�

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A/N: I guess Hermione just
couldn�t wait�lol.�
I hope you enjoyed this chapter; the lemons will get better, I promise �
writing a couple�s first time together is hard for me sometimes (no pun
intended) and I wanted to portray Lucius as trying to be mindful of both his
promise to Hermione and his plan to keep her coming back for more (okay, this
pun was intended, lol)
but getting sidetracked a bit because of his, um, dry spell.�
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