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His Blood	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Blaise Views: 8726 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Once Wilton dropped him off at his own flat, Blaise knew he would have some time before his consort arrived. He frowned as he thought about what a very weird turn his life had taken in the last twenty-four hours. He remembered thinking he was just bored of the way his life was going, and maybe even on the edge of changing something in it, but now it seemed his whole life would change.
“Master?” He heard a frightened and squeaky voice behind him. He hadn’t thought about Wever the entire time he was out. Honestly, he hardly ever thought about the elf at all. He knew the thing kept his flat clean and food ready to eat, but beyond that, he never really bothered with it.
“Yes Wever.” He said turning to face the bat-eared house elf.
“Something is wrong with Master.” The elf told him, its eyes wide with fear.
“No.” He said shaking his head. “No. I think your Master has finally started to find his place in the world.” He said running his tongue over his teeth as he thought about his little consort.
“But Master is dead…” The elf told him making him shake his head.
“No, I’m undead I guess.” He said knowing his heart would never beat again. He wondered if he would miss it once he got used to all the newness of the situation. “But I forbid you to tell anyone about this, not even my mother. Do you understand?”
“Yes Master, Wever understands. Wever would never tell Master’s secrets.” The elf told him still sounding very worried.
“That is very good. Now I need you to do a few things so that my flat is safe for me. Do you know what I am exactly Wever?” He asked sniffing the air, as he was curious if he would want to drink from the elf.
“Master is a vampire. Master has to stay out of the sun now. Wever would put up new protective charms and curtains to keep Master safe.” The elf said making Blaise smile.
The elf hadn’t smelled like food, which pleased him almost as much as the elf’s forethought. It was one of the reasons he had taken Wever when moving out, he was the only elf he knew who could really think of what would be needed without being told outright.
“I’m going to have a guest later as well, and when she is around I need you to not be. She doesn’t exactly think kindly on keeping House Elves.” He said thinking of the button she had once tried to sell him.
Once the elf set off on its work Blaise moved into his small study and decided to see if he had any books on vampires. He had many books from his father’s old library, and some he had used regularly for entertainment or study, but many more were just to fill the shelves he had in the room.
By the time the elf appeared in front of him, he had found three books on vampires and was a third of the way through the first.
“She is knocking Master.” He said moving from foot to foot as if obviously bothered that he was not to answer the door.
“Okay, now stay out of sight and I will handle it from here.” Blaise said as he got to his feet and set the book aside.
He smiled as he took in her form once again. Being away from her for the hours they had, he had forgotten how good she smelled and how tempting she was. She had fixed her hair back up into the same snood and wore flawless stockings along with the tan stilettos he had guessed went with this outfit.
“All done for the night?” He asked moving out of her way so she could enter his home.
“If there's an emergency Wilton knows where I am and there are a few who have my number.” She said patting a small tan purse.
“Number?” He asked looking at the purse and then back up to her.
She smiled at him tilting her head. “Well it may not work very well in a wizard’s home, but most vampires don’t have magic. They have to rely on muggle technology.”
“It is some way of contacting you.” He said understanding with a nod. He closed and locked the door before turning back to her. “Maybe it would be best if you stripped now.” He said as he held onto his front door handle. “We don’t want it to look like you were attacked. And you should drop the glamour covering my bite.” He said searching her neck for it.
She looked like she was about to argue when she thought better of it. Without much thought, she kicked off the shoes, which shortened her by several inches then proceeded to unzip and remove the dress while he watched.
She looked around for a place to put the dress as she removed it. She wasn’t being sexy for him as she removed the clothes, which amused him at how businesslike she was making the whole thing.
His smile widened as she revealed the glorious white lace bra with matching garter belt and knickers. She even wore the under things like a woman who wore pretty things for function and not just sexual appeal. The knickers were placed over the belt where they belonged. So many of the girls he dated did it wrong and it pleased him to see she was just naturally sexy.
“That body of yours is something to kill for.” He said offhandedly making his way slowly towards her as she hung the dress over the back of the sofa.
She looked back at him and frowned, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at him. “I think we should get one thing straight right now.” She said and he could tell she was gearing up for a fight.
“Oh?” He asked amused as he easily invaded her personal space and trapped her against the back of the couch.
“Yes.” She said somehow ducking under his arm and moving away to get herself from him. He turned to watch. “Just because I’m your consort, does in no way mean I’m a pushover. I’m not going to just bow down to your every whim. And I’m not going to fuck you whenever you want.”
He smirked as he thought those terms over. “You think I want some kind of living sex toy?” He asked even more amused now, but then he thought his own words over. “Of course you think I want a living sex toy.” He added laughing. “We don’t really know each other Hermione.”
“Even to this day you have a reputation Blaise.” She said still looking very much on guard.
“And so do you, but I know for a fact that you have had other things between your legs than the spine of Hogwarts, A History.” He said smirking.
Her eyes widened in horror for a moment before she shook her head. “You guys thought I masturbated with books?” She asked narrowing her eyes.
“Are you trying to tell me you’ve never done it?” He asked eyeing her closely.
“NEVER!” She yelled in outrage. “Do you know how harmful that would be to the tome?”
He laughed and shook his head. “Now there is the Hermione I remember from school.”
“Okay…” She started again hesitantly as he just grinned at her. “You don’t want a living sex toy.” She said not really sounding as if she believed the words. “And you seem like you don’t have a problem with me still leading our kind…”
“Oh yeah I bet you are really sexy in your meetings or whatever you do.” He said thinking about her bent over a conference table.
“So what do you want?” She asked as her hands finally dropped back to her sides.
He was on her again in a flash, had her easily, and truly pinned to his living room wall. “Right now or overall?” He asked before running his tongue up the column of her neck.
She struggled to free herself from him but he wouldn’t let her slip away twice. Not until he got what he had been thinking about since he woke that night.
“Overall. I can guess what you want right now.” She said while she tried to push back against him.
“Overall I have no clue what I want. I guess I want you.” He said nipping at her neck without breaking the skin. “You Hermione.” He repeated as she kept struggling. “A wild creature that would never fall to her knees at my every whim. I want you to challenge me; don’t you want a Master who can rise to your challenge?” He asked licking her ear as she stilled in his arms.
He pulled back just enough to see her expression. She still looked angry, but also a bit thoughtful. “Right now on the other hand I want to rut with you like the beasts we are.” He said with a smirk “I want to spank your bottom black and blue so that when you sit on your throne tomorrow you can’t help but get wet thinking of when you will see your Master again. I want to take you in every room in my flat and see what part of your body I like biting the most.”
She only looked at him with wide, almost shocked eyes.
“In short, right now, I want to prove to both of us who you belong to.”
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