A love like Tinted Glass

Disclaimer: Don't own anything, and I'm not making any money. Don't sue me, I doubt you want my Paper Clip collection, because that's all you'd get in the settlement.

(Author Note: I'll not waste your precious porn time with babble. Enjoy part two of the smex.)

Chapter 11: A Fine Line.

Tugging her panties down slowly, with baited breath. Even Lucius couldn't keep his eyes from the treasure that his son was about to reveal. It seemed like hours passed before finally the first trace of darkness showed. Raising his eyebrows a little in surprise, the youngest Malfoy finally slipped the intimate garment down to the muggle-born witches knee's in a swift, smooth tug. His smirk took on a nearly malicious cast as he looked down on her well groomed mound. The small strip of cinnamon brown curls that marked her sex was surprisingly dainty. “Will you look at that father.... The witch is well kept. I wonder who she's done this for?” He asked, his forefinger and thumb delicately playing through the downy hair at the apex of her legs.

Lucius took another blow to his self control as he focused his vision on the surprisingly sexy young womans mound. He wanted nothing more than to lean over and bury his face into her folds, and taste her essence. And it seemed that his son, in the oddly altered state Draco was in, sensed that fantasy. Dragging two fingers through her wet slit, up and down, flicking over her clit once, only to pull away when she gasped in pleasure, the Slytherin raised his now glistening fingers to his face, to smell her juices deeply. From the near dizzy look in his eyes, it seemed like he got high off of her aroma. Draco sucked one finger clean, himself, before holding his middle finger out to his father. “Try her... She's to die for.” He purred enticingly, watching as the older man tentatively leaned in and took the proffered digit into his mouth. It only took a millisecond before his eyes slid closed, and he groaned. It had been ages since he'd had the taste of a sweet, young, virile woman in his mouth. And even then, he'd never sampled one as sweet as this. It was like pure honey. After many long moments, Draco slid his finger out with a soft pop thanks to the applied suction. Laughing warmly, the flaxen-haired youth ducked his head, and carefully spread the hypnotized Hermione's legs wide open, watching as her lips naturally parts slightly for him.

In the dim light, he could still see the liquid excitement that slicked her folds, and with a sweep of his tongue over his lips, the Head Boy situated himself to lay between her legs, his face level with his prize. It only took two fingertips to part her sex, exposing the slick pink flesh to him. “Her clit is already hard, as well.” He analyzed for his father, who was not at such an advantageous viewpoint. Lucius was just barely keeping himself rooted in place, his hands gripping tight onto the breasts that overflowed even his broad hands. It was hard enough with the girls face practically nestling against his achingly hard cock to keep himself in check. With Draco's thorough descriptions though....

“She is a virgin, as well father. I know you like virgins.” Draco mused aloud. The elder Malfoy was slightly taken aback at that. He'd never spoken that preference to anyone. Not even Severus. But then, in this state, Draco could see things about peoples desires... “Her little hole is so tight, I can barely see it.” His second statement was just as nonchalant as his first, and without any further pretense, Draco leaned in and dragged his tongue through her sex, mapping out the dips and rises of her flesh. The first one, the way his tongue dug lightly into the entrance to her tight channel, caused the Head Girl to tense, only to relax right after, and then to tense twice as hard when his agile tongue circled her clitoris.

“O-Oh Merlin....!” She gasped out, her voice breaking a bit as she did. Her hands finally shifted to grip the sheets on the bed, pulling on them as Draco began to suck, and very lightly nibble, at her tender nerve-bundle. Before her legs could convulse up to clamp around his head, Lucius leaned forward to push them flat to the mattress with a firm grip. Though, this new position was no better than the first.

Instead of having her head nuzzling into his groin, he was now straddling her head. Looking down, he could see his intimidating, twitching cock dangling over her face. Sometimes, with the undulation of her body trying to buck into Draco, his manhood would swipe across her lips. He wanted nothing more at that very moment to dive into her mouth, and to fuck her as if it were a hole meant for him. To his surprise, she suddenly opened her mouth, her lips fastening around the bulbous, mushroom shaped head of his cock, and began to suck and swirl her tongue about the bit of flesh like it were a treat. Groaning, Lucius shuddered visibly, and watched for a good while in awe, before glancing back to what Draco was doing. He was still buried face first into the witches sex, but his eyes were focused intensely on the older man. Eyes that had a bit of a stronger glow to them at the moment... Even for the New Moon. Lucius growled. “Don't force her to do things, Draco. That's manipulation.” He hissed. Pulling back from what he was doing, Draco raised an eyebrow.

Hermione let out a groan of disappointment at the loss, only to make Lucius groan with how intense the vibrations of her voice had been on his cock. “I don't see you pulling away, Father. I'm not forcing you to keep your cock in her mouth.” Draco pointed out, but to prove a point, the glow faded out from his glacial eyes. Even though he'd released his suggestive influence on Hermione, the Gryffindor witch continued to suck hungrily at the length between her lips, even taking more of it into her.

“She's quite good, isn't she, father?” He asked, watching with interest, disregarding the fact that his face was covered in the girls love-fluids still. Cursing deeply, Lucius reached over and grabbed Draco's neck, pulling him to lean up so Lucius could duck in without breaking the blow job he was getting. Now in range, the older Malfoy slowly, and thoroughly, licked Draco's mouth, chin, and cheeks clean. Draco chuckled in satisfaction at how the situation was proceeding and grabbed a fistful of his fathers hair. He used that girp to pull the man into a dominating kiss, pushing as much of his Hermione-flavored saliva as he could into the older mans mouth, some of it streaming from their warring lips down onto the soft torso of the momentarily forgotten girl beneath them. It was a shiver from Hermione, thanks to the chilled saliva on her naval, that made Lucius break the kiss with another groan.

Draco took the opportunity to shove his fathers face down by the handful of silvery silk strands into the quivering twat that was begging for more attention. Lucius was no match for Draco physically. Not in this form, not tonight. So he submitted, and eagerly lapped and ate at Hermione, taking his fill before Draco yanked him up again. This time, the younger Malfoy leaned in to clean his fathers face. Meanwhile, his free hand shoved the older mans hips down, seating the lengthy cock even deeper into the witches mouth, ignoring the sputtering gag that followed. He made sure that Lucius stayed buried to the hilt inside the writhing girls mouth while that shared a delicious, sloppy kiss that only made an even bigger mess.

Finally, Draco let up, and Lucius pulled out of Hermiones mouth, letting the girl breath. She gasped for air to fill her lungs, while Draco took over again, tasting her, and teasing her. But now, his impossibly nimble, and long tongue, was working itself inside her hole. She'd only ever put a single finger inside of herself before, afraid of doing anything more on her own. Draco's tongue was wider than her finger, and reaching a spot inside of her that she'd never reached. Crying out in pleasure, she felt her body begin to tremble. She knew this feeling. The tightness in her groin was harder, and hotter than she'd ever felt before though. Lucius cursed loudly and leaned back, letting Draco's hands take over holding the girls legs open, while he began to fist his length hastily, jacking off fast. Just as he felt his balls tighten and lift, he dipped the head into her open, panting mouth, and let out pulse after pulse of hot cum into her. She choked a little on it, spluttering it up and trying to turn her head, but Lucius held her still and continued to orgasm into her mouth until she finally had no choice but to swallow what he was pouring into her. It was the rich, pungent taste of Lucius' seed filling her, and the way Draco was now brushing his thumb over her clit in time with his tongues thrusts that threw her over the edge and into an orgasm that nearly sent her unconscious.

What happened next was a blur to her. Draco, leaning back, eyes closed as he took in deep breaths, as though he were smelling the deepest, most intoxicating incense, was absorbing the energy the two magical beings had exploded with their orgasms. Lucius took the moment of weakness to grab his wand and cast a quick disabling charm on Draco, the younger Malfoy falling to the floor with a hard thud. Lucius pulled away from Hermione, hauling the girl up to her feet and half carrying her to the door, and shoving her into the bathroom. “Go to bed, before he breaks free, if you want to stay a virgin tonight.” He barked at her. The man looked almost wild as he commanded her. She could only stand there, confused, weak kneed, and wobbly as he swung back, slamming and locking the door shut. Staring at the wood for a long minute, she swallowed hard, wincing as the taste of cum suddenly brought reality crashing back to her.