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Death Eater Double Team	By : Tigerrr Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 15510 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: okay, here�s Lucius� Lemonade (lol, sounds like a brand
you�d get at the grocery store, sitting right next to the store brands) and
yes, he finally gets one up on Severus.

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Hermione sighed as his arms came around her and he kissed
her with such skill that it left her breathless. �Lucius,� she whispered, reaching up to tug
on his braid. It unraveled and the white blonde tresses cascaded around her
face, pooling on the blanket to either side.
Their first kisses were soft and somewhat hesitant and Hermione would
normally never be this forward, but Severus had relieved a hefty portion from
her capacity for shyness. He tasted like
pure sunshine would, clear and sweet, and smelled even better; a vaguely spicy
scent that made her want to bury her nose in his neck. She gave in to the urge and inhaled a lungful
of Ridiculously Beautiful Wizard, and wasn�t able to stop herself from licking
the stretch of sun-bronzed skin just below his ear. He groaned and shuddered against her, torn
between his considerable lust for her and the desire to go slow. She was amazed at how different he was from
Severus � the other Death Eater had been a bit harder, more intense. Lucius had an unexpected sweetness to him
that she found equally as alluring.

After casting a Charm that would make them invisible as well
as inaudible to any who might happen upon them, she returned to their slow
kisses and began to ease his sweater off.
He considerately folded it and placed it underneath her head as she ran
her hands over him delightedly. Good Lord, he�s gorgeous! He was built a bit heavier than Severus (she
couldn�t help making the comparison) with sun-kissed skin that felt like silk
under her fingers; not that he was fat by any means�she doubted he had an ounce
of cellulite on his whole body. Well
defined pecs and abs, she noted appraisingly, that one wouldn�t quite expect in
a well-to-do wizard such as he. His
stormy gray eyes were heavily lidded as she ran her fingertips down his �cut
lines.� Pointing the way to the treasure, she thought wickedly, and began
to slowly unbutton the faded jeans that clung to his muscular thighs � with
what he was packing, it was a miracle that he hadn�t torn a hole through the
front already � and peeling them off his body slowly. Finally he knelt above her completely nude
and unselfconscious, his more than generous erect length jutting out proudly. Her mouth went dry and she had to swallow
several times before she could speak.
�Lucius Malfoy�you have been
keeping secrets. Are all Slytherins
so�gifted?� she croaked. He lowered his
upper body so that he straddled her on all fours, his hair falling like silken
rain around her face again.

�Some of us are just a bit luckier than others,� he rasped,
nearly at the end of his rope and needing for her to touch him.

Hermione stared up at him, her breath coming faster and
faster. �I�I feel you must think I�m
quite rude, making you disrobe while I keep my clothes on,� she babbled, so
lightheaded that she feared she would faint.
All thought of Severus was firmly shelved in the back of her mind � it
was Lucius with her now, and he was all she could see. Literally.
Just reach up and get a taste,
it�s riiiight there, Voice consulted her impishly. She began to remove her clothing, struggling
with it, and he was around her in a flash of tanned skin, helping her out of
the offending dress. Damned zippers. She could feel the trembling in his fingers
as he unzipped her, could feel that his fight for control was the only thing
keeping her dress in its original state and not reduced to rags. He breathed her name like a prayer as she
slipped off her bra and panties, and that nearly made her lose it
altogether.

She was, Lucius decided, the most beautiful thing he�d ever
seen and he sat back on his heels to stare.
His arousal was so strong, it was a painful throbbing and he knew that
he would never last, but he desperately wanted to please her for some
reason. Up to this point, the contest
with Severus was just that, a contest.
Seeing her lovely body underneath his, looking into those brown eyes
that fairly glowed with lust for him and him alone�he wanted to be hers,
completely. Do I love her? Have I ever loved
anyone? It�s not a term I use, not one
I�m familiar with�but it�s not something I would mind experiencing. But do I love her? At this moment�yes. Merlin help me, I do. She looked up into his eyes as if divining his
inner torment and began to slide her hands up his thighs, to his hips�as they
stared into each other�s faces, she gripped his hips and pulled herself
partially off the ground to wrap her lips hungrily around his cock after
running her tongue up his length. He
bucked and fisted his hands in her hair as she licked and sucked him as if she
were starving. �Hermione,� he groaned,
not wanting the exquisite sensation to stop.

Her small hands moved on him, exciting him even more � he
hadn�t thought it possible � when she slipped one between his legs and began
massaging his testicles with just the right amount of pressure. He heard as well as felt her moan of delight
as they drew up in her hand, signifying his imminent release�the Gryffindor
began to suck him harder and rolled her eyes up to look at him as he began to
pull out of her mouth, bringing both her hands to his hips and holding him
firmly in place. Fuck, she�ll let me go in her mouth�and Severus never breathed a word
of it�! His hips jerked and he
pressed himself against her urgently, feeling her tongue wrap around his cock
as he came with a cry that set birds to the wing in the meadow around
them. Lucius felt his heart slamming
against his ribs, the pleasure almost but not quite sliding into pain so keen
he thought he might die of it.

Hermione fought to breathe deeply as he exploded in her
mouth. Breathe with your nose, breathe with your nose, she instructed
herself sternly as she fought to swallow the scalding liquid. She felt, through her hands, how hard Lucius
was trembling in reaction and eased herself off of him before he collapsed atop
her. Rolling back on the blanket, she
was just in time to avoid being squished as his legs gave out. She poured a glass of wine, thankfully still
chilled, and swallowed a mouthful slowly to ease the sting in her throat as he
watched her. �Lucius�� she moved back
over to kiss him and held the glass to his lips, watching as he drank deeply.

He felt renewed strength flow through his veins as soon as
he tasted the wine and felt more charitable towards his friend � one didn�t
become a Potions Master by not knowing what they were about, after all. He suspected that there was an extremely
powerful virility potion mixed in the merlot, but hoped that was all his sly
friend had seen fit to alter the wine with.
He wouldn�t put it past him.
Lucius smiled at Hermione and pulled her over beneath him, proceeding to
kiss her so thoroughly she didn�t know where she was. �Where did you�learn�that?� he asked before
he could help himself.

She ran her fingers through a section of his hair. �What do you mean?� she asked languorously,
lifting her face to be kissed again which, of course, it was. Mmmm,
Slytherins. Who would have thought
they�d be like this?

Lucius noticed how much she seemed to enjoy playing with his
hair � most witches found it fascinating for some reason � and resolved to put
this knowledge to good use, pressing her shoulders down on the blanket and
kneeling over her again. Yes, the wine
certainly lessened his �down time,� he noticed with a smirk. Hermione was wriggling underneath him and he
snapped his neck forward suddenly so that his unbound hair cascaded over her
nude body, backing away on his knees to make it trail down her belly and hips. and Merlin, what hips! He repeated this a few times, making sure to
bring his face close to her body so that his breath was hot on her thighs. A light touch, and they spread open for him
to lick and suck on the sweetest part of her until she arched underneath him in
orgasm, screaming his name repeatedly.

�I can�t wait any longer, Hermione,� he warned and moved her
legs apart again after allowing her a brief respite. He wrapped them around his waist and began to
thrust forward into her, throwing his head back at the feel of her walls
clutching at him tightly. �So�so good,
my sweet�so hot,� he groaned. It felt as
if he were balls-deep in a furnace.
Pulling out completely and hearing her complain sharply, he stared into
her eyes as he rammed back inside and began to fuck the little witch so hard
that she was almost bent double. He
couldn�t stop and pressed his palms down on her stomach so that he stroked her
sweet spot with every thrust home; her screams rang out in the stillness and
his joined hers, a co-mingling of swearing and praise. Suddenly he pulled out and rolled her onto
her stomach. �On your hands and knees,
that�s how I want it,� he demanded.

The tiny witch complied shakily and he was up behind her in
an instant, filling her up with his throbbing cock. He gripped her thighs from the front,
effectively trapping her against him as he worked her so hard and fast that he
felt the sting of his sack slapping against her clitoris � he freed one hand to
spread her cleft and kept the rhythm so that every move stimulated her all the more.

Hermione howled as he plunged in and out of her, almost
passing out at the force with which he took her. She welcomed every thrust, every curse that
passed his lips and almost collapsed when he reached to part her nether lips �
the force he was using, as well as the speed made his balls strike her sharply
but when he opened her further, his sack slapped right against her clit with a
delicious sting. Her muscles knotted as
she came yet again, screeching wildly.
She felt him shudder violently, but he kept his speed and began to
thrust even harder for his pleasure.
When she was finally too weak to support herself on her arms, she sagged
down to the blanket and he let go, spilling into her. She could feel the warmth of his seed
spreading up into her as he came in violent spurts. Sweet
Merlin, how much sperm does the man have left? She wondered feverishly as,
when she thought he was finally finished, he gave another deep moan and spasmed
again. I�ve certainly never heard of a man
having multiple orgasms�this is too wild.
She asked him about it as he released her and joined her on the blanket,
flipping a corner of it over their bodies.

�I suppose it�s just been a long time,� he panted, still
trying to catch his breath and he pressed against her as their heartbeats
slowed and synchronized. �You�re
amazing,� he murmured into her ear, making her blush. And the
fact that she can still blush is even more
amazing, he thought humorously as he stroked her hair affectionately. She gave a fulfilled-sounding sigh and
shifted slightly, her fingers walking over to where the bottle sat.

�More wine, Lucius?�

He grinned.

�Please.�

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They returned much later in the evening, after the bottle�s
contents were long gone and both were almost too sore to walk � broom riding
was definitely out of the question, thought Hermione with a groan. She wasn�t about to ask Poppy Pomfrey for
salve, either, and couldn�t make up her mind whether or not she dared ask
Severus. He�d probably come on more
jealous than a third year guarding her diary.
But then, he had sent the wine in the first place, and it hadn�t
taken a genius to figure out that he had tampered with it�Lucius had been nigh
unstoppable. She glanced over to see him
grimace and adjust himself carefully.

�I�m fine,� he lied when she asked him about it. He should have known this would be the
aftereffect of all that wine. Severus
strikes again, he thought ruefully. If
he had any sense at all, he would have known to be more�judicious in the
distribution of his lust. �I�ll get
Severus to give me something for you, love.�
He limped up the stairs and saw Hermione gingerly make her way to the
kitchen. Pounding on the door to
Severus� room, he yelled at his fellow Death Eater to open up, he needed to
talk to him. The door swung open into
darkness. Had the bastard been taking a
nap?

�Need something?�
Came the patronizing drawl that made him want to hex the other wizard
into oblivion.

�That wine business was extremely amusing, Snape. Now, hand it over and I promise not to tell
Hermione.�

A light flared and sure enough, the git had been
sleeping. He saw Severus sit up and push
his hair out of his face. �Tell her
what?� Severus said it so quietly that
Lucius grinned � so it was true,
after all. He was going to enjoy this
immensely, getting some of his own back.

�Hmm? Oh�yes. It
seems you are secretly fond of being�well, how should I put it? Being�ordered around and spanked
senseless. Yes, Hermione wouldn�t like
that at all; seems to enjoy the straight-forward type of sexual encounter, you
know. I�m shocked you didn�t just hand
her the paddle right away, old boy.�

Severus looked positively murderous and Lucius rejoiced to
find that his source was actually correct.
He was going to have a fine time holding this over his head. �How�?�

Ah, here comes the
kicker. �How did I know? Thing is, I didn�t, until you confirmed it
for me. And quite nicely, I may
add.� A roar of unbridled rage answered
him and he closed the door just as the Curse struck it, almost blasting it off
the hinges. He chortled all the way down
the steps when he realized that he hadn�t gotten the cream. Tiptoeing back up to the landing, he knocked
again. �Ahhh, Severus? You forgot to give me the-� The door crashed open, a container of
something or other was thrown at him so hard that it bounced off his chest with
bruising force, and the door slammed with a resounding bang. Grinning, Lucius trotted downstairs to share
the salve with Hermione who kissed him in thanks (right in front of Molly
Weasley) and pointed her wand at it, separating it into two identical, though
smaller, containers. Another quick kiss,
and she was away to use it � a good idea, he thought, and followed.

He passed Severus� door (which had grown a multitude of
wicked-looking spikes to keep everyone away) and grinned at the thought of his
friend in bed and seething. He locked
his door after making sure Kreacher wasn�t anywhere around and stripped off for
a hot shower. After drying himself
carefully he sprawled nude on his bed and spread his legs as he scooped half
the salve from the container. If he had
to touch himself, he might as well make it pleasant. He thought of Hermione writhing and moaning
underneath him and got an instant erection, coating it liberally with salve and
pumping into his fist slowly. He sighed
with relief as the sore skin was soothed by the cream, but didn�t register what
the slow-building burning sensation was until a few moments later. His cock was growing more and more
uncomfortable and he released it, puzzled, looking down. Lucius gasped with pain as the prickling,
itching sensation grew � what the fuck was going on? He picked up the container that held a small
portion of salve and sniffed it, his eyes going wide in horror as he recognized
the scent. Eucalyptus. He was allergic to eucalyptus oil � and
Severus knew it. Fuck. He was off the bed and into the bathroom in a
flash, leaning over the sink and trying to wash it off his now burning and red
member.

Having to suffer the Cruciatus Curse numerous times helped
him to keep his howls of pain locked in his chest as he knelt over the sink
with his hands clenched into fists at his side.
He thought of Severus Snape�s face and put every fiber of his being into
the thought that yes, he would definitely inform Hermione of the other Death
Eater�s proclivities. Nothing on earth
was going to stop him. He sighed in
relief as a blue glow appeared on the countertop, leaving a tiny vial of liquid
which he uncorked and spread over the injured part of his anatomy. As soon as all traced of his agony were gone,
he walked over to the stretch of wall separating their rooms and struck it with
a fist. A muffled sound, most assuredly
laughter, answered him. �Sleep well,
Lucius,� he heard Severus yell. What a
wanker.

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A/N: Poor Lucius,
lol. And poor Severus, it looks like his
secret is out in the open and he might have to be really nice to Lu if he
doesn�t want anyone else to find out about it.
I smell blackmail!!!!
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