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Warning: Some of you may find this story somewhat
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In
front of a fireplace, in the master chambers of Malfoy Manor, Hermione Malfoy
was seated atop a very plush mattress. It was late in the night, and her
husband still hadn�t arrived yet.

At
the moment, she was currently having her dessert�s�mores to be exact. Earlier,
she ate dinner alone. It wasn�t something that happened a lot, but only when
her husband was terribly busy. She knew that it was going to be one of those
nights, since he told her about a meeting with board members of his company,
and those meetings always did take hours on end.

Hermione
sat happily alone, as she hummed to herself, placing a marshmallow at the end
of her stick. It had been years since she last had s�mores. Out of the blue,
she thought about having some, and of course ended up making them. They were
always a fun snack to eat when she was younger. Memories of her past were
brought back, remembering the days when she used to make them out in the woods
with her parents during camping trips, or when her father wanted to go fishing.
Of course that was a different time when her parents were alive.

�Have
I told you how many times Parkinson is a pain in my arse?� Lucius complained,
questioning Hermione about Pansy�s father. He stopped midstride, not far from
Hermione, noticing that things had changed in the seating area.

The
arm chairs, sofa and coffee table that used to be in front of the fireplace
where gone. Instead, there was a mattress on the floor, with just a single
white covering on it. There were no pillows, a blanket, or comforter of sorts.
His wife was seated on the edge of it, Indian style, wearing one of his grey
shirts, and doing something odd with graham crackers, marshmallows, and a
bottle of chocolate syrup.

�Welcome
home Lucius,� Hermione smiled as she continued to cook the marshmallow over the
fire. �And yes, I�ve heard you complain many times about him.

�What
in blazes are you doing?� Lucius asked, leaning his cane against the corner of
their four poster bed.

�Take
off your clothes and get comfy,� Hermione told him. �Come and make s�mores with
me.�

Lucius
did as told, stripping down to his boxers, leaving his clothes into a heap on
the floor. He then made his way to his wife�s side, sat down and quickly kissed
her. �Make what?� he asked with a frown.

�S�mores,�
she replied back. Hermione then started to explain what they were. �A sweet
muggle treat that�s usually made over a campfire. Did you have dinner by the
way?�

�We
had our meeting at the Wizhigh hotel, so yes, I had my dinner.�

�Good
then have dessert with me.� She took the marshmallow off the fire, and asked
Lucius to pass her two graham crackers.

�You
know I�m not fond of sweets,� Lucius reminded her, as he watched her squeeze
chocolate syrup on the blackened marshmallow before covering it with the other
cracker, making it like a sandwich. �It�s burnt. You�re actually going to eat
burnt food? A burnt marshmallow?�

�That�s
what makes it yummy Lucius,� Hermione told him, before taking a bite out of it.
She licked the syrup that dribbled down her chin with a wide smile, before she
offered him to take one.

�What
is it called again?� Lucius frowned backing away slightly, his eyes narrowing
at the odd treat.

�S�more�
Hermione annunciated, trying to bring it closer to his mouth again.

Lucius
moved his head to the side, afraid to eat it. �Odd name for a burnt dessert.�

�It�s
because people want some more, and more of it. Come on Lucius!� Hermione said,
moving and straddling his lap. Now he couldn�t avoid her feeding him. �Trust
me, it�s really good.�

�I
hate sweets!� he said through clenched teeth. He kept his mouth shut when he
felt the cracker touch his lips.

�Open,�
she urged. �You need some sweetening up sometimes.�

Lucius
let out a small growl, slightly opening his mouth without thinking. It was then
Hermione took advantage of the situation and shoved part of the s�more into his
mouth. After taking a forced bit out of it, he chewed slowly, tasting it. Even
though it was overly sweet, it did taste good. �So are you telling me I�m not
sweet enough?� he asked after swallowing.

�You
are sweet enough for me Lu. I wouldn�t marry you if you were,� Hermione
replied. She then shoved the last bite into her mouth, rubbing the bit of
crumbs at the corner of Lucius�s mouth when she noticed it with her thumb.
�Here, your turn,� she said handing him the stick, and a marshmallow.

With
a grumble, Lucius placed the marshmallow on the stick, and started to toast it
over the fire. When it was blackened enough to Hermione�s standards, he shook
his head after making the s�more. �It�s a sticky mess!� he hissed. He watched
her enjoy the treat, and refused to take another bite when it was offered to
him. �You actually enjoy it don�t you? Making it and eating it.�

�S�mores
being messy is only half the fun.�

�Mess
is never fun,� Lucius stated with a scowl.

�Really
now?� Hermione asked with a wicked grin.

Lucius
arched an eyebrow at her. He knew she was thinking of something with a glint in
her eye.

Hermione
had another marshmallow on the stick. �And what about if we take out the graham
crackers?�

�Then
it�ll be more of a mess,� Lucius answered.

�A
mess I�m sure you�d like,� Hermione smirked.

�What
are you getting at wife? I don�t like s�mores as they are. Making it worse will
make me hate it all the more.�

Hermione
tested if the marshmallow was not too hot with her fingers. Whne she knew she
wasn�t going to burn him; she ripped it in two as she took it off from the
stick, watching the white goo stretch. �I want a Lucius Malfoy s�more.�

�And
what in the hell is�� A hiss then came out of his mouth when she placed half
the marshmallow on one of his nipples, and then the other. �Dammit woman, that burns!�

�You�ll
live Lucius, I�m sure,� she said seductively and pushed him back to lie down.
Her eyes glided over his wonderful body. Despite his age, he was well toned and
had muscles rippling around his body. it was one of the wonderful reasons for
being a wizard. They didn�t age as fast as muggles. In his rich brown boxers,
it made him look more delectable, making her lick her lips unconsciously.
�You�re boxers are chocolate in color. We can devise that and put real
chocolate on your body.� She reached for the bottle and gentle squeezed a
generous amount on one marshmallow nipple, going to another, leaving a small
drizzle across his chest.

Lucius
could feel his blood rush down to his groin. A deep groan escaped from his
throat as he felt Hermione eat the marshmallow and then suck on his nipple.

�I
don�t hear you complaining anymore,� she said against his skin, before licking
her way across his chest, doing the same on the other side. She could feel him
hardening beneath her, as she felt herself burn within and start to get wet
with desire. �Delicious!�

Lucius
was about to sit up, and roll her over, but was stopped when she firmly placed
her hands on his chest. �What about me?� he asked in protest. �I want my fill
of a Hermione Malfoy s�more.�

�I
haven�t got my fill of you yet Lucius, so be still.� She pulled his shirt off
her body. �But that doesn�t mean you won�t get a preview as to what you will
have later on.� She slapped his hand away when he attempted to touch one of her
breasts. �Now behave otherwise, you won�t get your sweet reward.�

Like
a good boy, Lucius obediently did as told. He placed his hands at his sides,
and started up at his wife�s perfect body. His eyes widened slightly as he
watched her drizzle syrup down his abdomen. He knew what she was going to do,
and it was going to be hell�a sweet and torturous hell. But he knew it was all
going to be worth it later on.

Hermione
slid down his thighs and legs, and bent forward, planting kisses along his
body. �You taste good, but even better with chocolate. Or is it the other way
around?� Her tongue flatly pressed on his skin as she attempted to clean every
single bit of syrup as best as she could even though it wasn�t possible in one
go.

Lucius
could only watch her, enjoying every second of it. He was tempted to close his
eyes at one point, but kept them open with hooded lids.

�And
what do we have here?� Hermione cooed, getting to his boxers. There was more
than a definite bulge as the soft piece of cotton was tenting up. �Does the
little one want to come out and play?�

�I
am not little!� Lucius snapped as he sat up, looking
down at her.

�I
didn�t mean it that way,� Hermione said, kneeling up to level with him. �And
nothing about you is little.� She moved closer to him and nibbled at his
earlobe. �You are my manly husband, with a big satisfying cock. And right now,
I want that cock in my mouth before I have it in my tight pussy.�

No
sooner, Lucius was back on his back, and his boxers were discarded at the side.
He stared down at his wife as she looked at his raging erection with greed. The
look on her face intensified after she dribbled syrup on, around him, and until
his balls.

This
was new for not just him, but the both of them. Lucius and Hermione had never
added the interaction of food in their sex lives. Their sex lives were never
dull, to say the least, but this definitely took it to a whole new level.
Despite the fact that it was going to be a sticky mess, he wasn�t going to
complain. Lucius was so turned on, as his cock twitched with excitement under
her stare.

Hermione
stroked Lucius with her hand, the syrup had become a wonderful kind of
lubricant. She stared at the top of his cock, and saw a bit of pre-cum come out
touch the syrup that was nearby. Sticking out her tongue, she tasted and teased
his slit. The slight mixture was tasted very well. After a few good licks, she
opened her mouth widely, and allowed her mouth to cover him as much as it
could.

�Hermione��
Lucius groaned as his hips bucked up slightly, his eyes rolling up into his
head. �Fuck!�

�Mmm��
Hermione said around his cock. She allowed her throat to open as he went past
beyond the back of her mouth. She then went up and down on him with her mouth
as her hands too kept busy. One hand stroked him in a rhythm while the other
cupped and fondled his balls. �Delish!� she said, smirking as she looked up at
him.

�Don�t
stop, please Love,� Lucius moaned in frustration. �More� More��

�You
want s�more Lucius?� she teased. �Just a moment
ago, you said you didn�t like them.�

�Yes,�
he answered back, nodding enthusiastically. �But this I like.�

�What
about this?� Hermione asked, putting a little more pressure in holding his
balls in her hand. �I love chocolate balls for dessert.� Before Lucius could
reply, she placed her mouth around one, teasing it softly as she played with it
with her tongue. When she was done with that, she did the same with the other.

Lucius
was in s�more heaven. He was being tortured, but in a very literally sweet way.
The feeling of Hermione�s mouth teasing him made him want more. When he felt
her mouth start to go up and down part of his length, he placed his hands on
her head and started fuck her mouth. Soon enough, he couldn�t look at her
anymore, and started to thrust into her with his eyes shut.

Hermione
smiled around her husband�s cock. The sound of him grunting and groaning was
telling her that she was doing things right and pleasuring him. Lucius to
everyone else was a man that barely lost his control and kept his cool. Not
with her though. She loved it when he lost his control when they were having
sex, and it was all because of her, and her alone.

Minutes
passed, and it was all too much. Lucius felt a familiar tightening in his
balls. �I�m going to cum!� he warned.

Hermione
couldn�t talk around Lucius�s cock, and just hummed around it. The rhythm of
her mouth and both her hands also gained speed. All in all, she was encouraging
him to cum in her mouth.

�Fuck!
Hermione!� Lucius bellowed when he felt himself let go. He grunted as he thrust
into her mouth, releasing his seed.

When
she felt his seed hit the back of her throat, Hermione stopped her movements
and sucked on him greedily. With every throb that she felt, she swallowed
everything to the last drop, enjoying the different taste his cum had with the
chocolate flavor. Once done, she slowly released him from his mouth, giving his
sensitive head a last lick. Silently, she moved up on him, placing her sticky
mess palms on his body.

�That
was� amazing,� Lucius commented breathlessly. He turned his head to her, and
kissed her softly. �You�re amazing.� He kissed her again, and the second time
around, it was deeper and more passionate. Suddenly, he felt the stickiness
travel to his neck and hair. �Watch your hands witch!� he growled. His hair was
something he had much pride in.

�Oh
shush Lucius,� Hermione scolded. �You mean to tell me you�d stop fantastic sex
over your hair anytime?�

Lucius
only scowled at his wife, not really being able to answer that question.

Hermione
chuckled. �I promise to wash it all out later. Now do you still want your
Hermione Malfoy s�more?�

�That
dessert is what I�ve been waiting for,� Lucius replied as he moved to lie on
top of her. He reached out for the stick and a marshmallow, instructing her to
be the one to heat it over the fire. After, he got hold of the chocolate syrup
bottle, and started to put some on her. Then, the marshmallow was next after
testing to see if it wasn�t too hot.

Hermione
frowned as she watched Lucius make a letter M on one side of her stomach. The
gooey marshmallow was his next writing tool as he tried to stretch or smear a
simple L on the other half. �Has your mother ever told you that you shouldn�t
be playing with your food?� she asked.

�And
has your husband ever told you that you are his, and his alone?� he asked back,
satisfied with his branding of his initials on her. And plus, she already
looked delicious enough to eat.

�I
could be no one else�s.�

�Damn
right!� Lucius bent his head and roughly claimed her mouth with his. His tongue
dueled with hers roughly. His body went down on hers, and ground up against
her, forgetting about his work of art. As he pulled away and broke the kiss, he
felt a really sticky feeling at the front of his body, and stared between them
as he pushed himself up on his arms.

Hermione
let out a giggle seeing his frown of disappointment. �You should�ve known
better than to play with your food. Tut, tut, tut,� she teased, playing with
his chocolate covered nipped with a finger. After, she placed it in her mouth
and sucked on it like she did his cock earlier. �Yum!�

�You
think you�re the only one who can tease?� Lucius asked in frustration.
Immediately, he came up with an idea and grabbed the syrup bottle again. With
his other hand, it traveled down between her legs, testing her nether lips, and
thrust two fingers into her. He was pleased to feel her very wet, and more than
ready, but fucking had to wait.

�Oh
yes!� Hermione gasped in surprise. The build up in her pussy was getting more
and more intense earlier, and his touch down there is exactly what she needed.

�Like
that?� he asked.

�More!�
she demanded, thrusting up into his hand.

�What
about this?� Lucius took out his fingers, and placed the opening of the
chocolate syrup bottle right at the entrance of her pussy. After thrusting in
the squeeze top alone inside, he squeezed a fairly good amount inside her, and
watched her eyes widen in amazement.

Hermione
watched him in surprise as she was resting on her elbows. She could feel the
rush of syrup shoot and coat her insides, and she couldn�t deny but feel so turned
on by it. It felt similar to Lucius cumming inside her, but obviously not as
deep.

�Now
I can�t wait to taste my special s�more.� With that, Lucius placed his head
between his wife�s legs, and licked her. Her sweet juice mixed with the
chocolate was absolutely the best dessert he had ever tasted.

�Lucius,�
his name escaped from Hermione�s lips helplessly as she fell flat on her back.
She always wanted to watch his go down on her, but sometimes, her brain would
just turn into mush, and her body would just respond to his touches without
even thinking.

Lucius
teased her clit, which was also covered in the delectable syrup. His fingers
thrust in and out of her continuously until he started to feel the familiar
flutter of her muscles. He knew she was going to cum very soon. �Cum Hermione,�
he demanded. �I can feel it. I know you�re going to cum. Cum!�

�Argh!�
Hermione shouted aloud as she bucked up into his face and hand. Abruptly, her
hands went on top of his head, and her fingers dug into his scalp.

Lucius
withdrew his fingers right away, and replaced them with his tongue. He
swallowed her flowing juices as his fingers teased her clit. When her orgasm
started to come down, he knelt up and stroked his new and hardened erection.
Without a word, he thrust into her, clenching his jaw as he felt the last of
her orgasm clench around him.

�I
didn�t know you could be so kinky,� Hermione said as she stretched her arms up
and wrapped them around his neck. Her legs too wrapped around him, locking her
ankles just at his tailbone. She looked up at him and smiled at his messy face.
He looked like a child with chocolate all over his mouth, cheeks and chin.

Lucius
lowered himself onto her, placing his hands beneath her shoulders, and held
them there. �And I never like sweets until now.�

Hermione
pulled Lucius down for a kiss, tasting the chocolate and herself. �Fuck me
Lucius!� she demanded. �Fuck me please.�

Without
wasting another second, Lucius did as told. He pulled back until his the head
of his cock edged at her entrance and thrust back in forcefully.

The
rhythm that they started out with was quick, and rough. There was nothing slow
about it since this was fucking and not love-making. Grunts, moans, groans, and
the word �Fuck� was very much the language that was spoken between them.

�Lucius,�
Hermione said in a grunt. She could feel herself about to cum soon. �I�m going�
Fuck!... Cum soon.�

�Then
cum,� Lucius told her as he built up the speed and strength of his thrusts.
�Cum on my cock.�

Hermion�es
orgasm hit her full force. She threw her head back in a silent scream as her
body started to convulse uncontrollably.

�Fuck!
Fuck!� Lucius swore as he thrust as best as he could through her orgasm. His
balls then lurched up and tightened as he bellowed her name, spilling his seed
into her.

When
they were both done coming down from their orgasmic highs, they had become a
mess of entangled limbs. Both of them were trying to catch their breaths. He
was still inside her, partially erect refusing to still withdraw from her.

Lucius�s
head was resting on Hermione�s soft breasts. His eyes focused on the chocolate
covered nipple of hers, as it seemed to call out to him. With gentleness, he
brought the nipple to his mouth and sucked on it like a baby nursing on its
mother�s breast.

Hermione
pushed off Lucius from her breast, not being able to take it anymore.

�S�more Love,� he asked softly rubbing his
nose against hers.

�No
more,� Hermione said breathlessly. Lucius was such a sex god in bed that at
times, Hermione would almost pass out from orgasmic highs. �Must rest.�

�Must
bathe,� Lucius reminded her. He was a sticky mess, and refused to sleep in such
a state.

Hermione
shook her head. She was weakened out, and it felt as if her bones melted. She
was sure she couldn�t stand up on her own.

�Come
now Love, I�ll carry you,� Lucius told her. He pulled her up to sit on his lap,
and stood with her legs wrapped around his waist loosely as he walked to the
bathroom.

Later
on, the both of them were lying in their four poster bed. Its crisp Egyptian
sheets were crisp clean, and very soft.

Lucius
sighed contently enjoying the feel of being clean again as he pulled his
sleeping wife into his arms. Soon, he too fell asleep with the last thought of
strawberries and champagne in his mind.

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AN
� Odd how my plot bunnies came up with this when I was just eating a Cadbury
Carmello bar in bed. Why didn�t it happen when I was making microwave s�mores
the other week? LOL! Lucius is a sex god, agree?Review!
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