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Chapter 2 Volumptuous Voyerism
Disclaimer: I have NEVER claimed any of JKR’s characters. They are hers... I only use them to play... ;-) When I put them back, I promise they won’t be compromised in the slightest!
A/N: I am not sure what section to put this in. It is Threesomes/Moresomes, as in they do have sex with other people besides each other, but it is going to end with Hermione and Lucius as the main couple. Severus and Narcissa as a couple as well.
This chapter could be severely misleading. This is NOT a lesbian story. I do not plan on having lots of same sex love scenes. there will be subtle hints, but the only two relationships that will really come with this story is Hermione/Lucius, and Narcissa/Severus... I promise... Nothing so terrible or shocking that you blush.... much!
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Chapter 2
Lucius sat, brooding. His frustration with his and Severus’ situation was beginning to show on his features. He had tried several times that day already to pick out a book and lose himself within it. However, he couldn’t seem to get the images out of his head. Images of the Mudblood, Hermione Granger, standing over him, whip in hand, wearing nothing but a leather thong and matching bra with heels that made her legs look endless.
She demanded him to kneel before her, and kiss her feet. He had wanted to refuse. He spat out his anger at being treated this way, but she had simply smiled widely, raised an eyebrow, and pointed at her foot.
Try as he might, his body would refuse her nothing. If she wanted him to sleep, he slept. If she wanted him awake and at full attention, then he was. Oh, it was an exquisite torture indeed, One that if he had the freedom to choose on his own, he probably would have. But that wasn’t the point! The point was that he had not chosen this. He had been quite content ordering Narcissa around and having her scamper to obey him.
Now, she did not jump to obey him at all. Instead, he was the one forced to do as she asked. Once more, he couldn’t even voice his anger with her. Not that he got much of a chance to anymore anyway. Since he ahd Severus had been here, she had decided she had a rather unquinchable taste for the black-headed git.
Scowling, he glanced in Severus’ direction. The once snarky Potion Master now sat at the end of the couch, reading a book with an interested expression on his face. He didn’t seem the least bit put out by their circumstances.
Lucius quirked an eyebrow at him. “Don’t you even care?” He asked heatedly.
Severus looked up from his book. “Pardon me?”
Lucius sputtered. “No, I will not pardon you” he snipped back, using a falsetto voice at the end of the phrase as he got up and began pacing the room. “This is basically a prison of sorts. We are made to suffer the desires of my imbecile wife and that damnable Mudblood, and you don’t look the slightest bit put out by it!”
Severus took a deep breath and lowered his book. “Lucius, we are fed, dressed, housed, and can bathe anytime we desire. We aren’t having to run for our lives, fearing Dementors coming to kiss us, and we aren’t suffering any true pain. Some pleasure is eve awarded to us at times, so what do I have to be put out about?” he returned quizzically.
Lucius sneered and crossed his arms over his chest and stuck out his bottom lip in a way that reminded of a little boy, pouting for not gaining his hearts desire. “Well, we might as well be their own personal whores.”
Severus smirked. “A roof over our head, food in our bellies... Why not? I don’t know any whores that are taken better care of than we seem to be.” he answered, letting the corners of his mouth quirk up in the merest hint of a smile.
Lucius was opening his mouth to speak, but instead snapped it closed as the charmed entryway into their common room opened. Severus moved to stand beside Lucius as the two witches strolled lazily into the room and looked them up and down.
Both wizards would be humiliated to admit it, but the way the mistresses looked made their blood reach boiling in their groins. Desire was evident in Severus’ face as he looked Narcissa over. He didn’t even try to hide it.
Lucius tilted his chin back slightly and curled his lip at Hermione, bedore looking away. Hermione watched his reaction with amusement. “Look at me, Slave!” She growled lowly as she approached him.
Although he wanted to fight it, Lucius could not help his body’s reaction to her order. His head turned back towards her and his eyes traveled the length of her. Instantly, his cock hardened and he clenched his jaw angrily.
She smiled and ran the handle of her whip across his cheek lightly. “Your mind may not want me, Malfoy, but your body does.” she winked at him and ran her tongue across her lip seductively, “Even without me ordering it to.”
Narcissa was circling Severus the same way Hermione did Lucius. Sighing loudly, she stepped back. “I don’t like it, Mione. They are entirely too overdressed.”
Hermione smiled at Narcissa’s words and nodded. Quietly she agreed, “Yes, Cissa... They most assuredly are.” Stepping back from Lucius she smacked the whip across the marble floor, ordering Lucius with a hiss. “STRIP!”
His eyes never leaving hers, he quickly divested himself of his clothing. When he stood naked before her, he sneered, asking. “Is this what you really want, Slut?”
Laughing at his tauntingly cruel words, Hermione shook her head. “All in good time, Lucius. I will have that cock between my legs soon enough! But today, Cissa and I thought we might give you wizards some entertainment...” raising her voice just a touch, she asked, “didn’t we, Cissa?”
Narcissa laughter joined hers. “Indeed we did.” she answered. “Now, Severus? Be a good boy, and go sit in that corner, won’t you? You may face us, if you would be o kind.”
Severus swallowed and nodded. “Yes mistress. When he began to turn, she stopped him with her hand on his chest. “Oh, and Severus?” His eyes turned back to hers and she graced him with a gentle smile, “Take off your clothes, please.”
He nodded as she ran her hand down his chest to his cock and rubbed the already throbbing erection she found there. Leaning closer to him she almost offered him the reward of a kiss, but pulled back when he leaned in to claim it. “Not just yet, my toy,” she whispered.
Hermione looked pointedly at Lucius, then pointed to a spot in the room on the opposite side from Severus. “You may sit as well, and face us please. “
Clenching his teeth, Lucius went to lower himself onto the chair nearest where she had directed him. The sound of the whip made him jerk away from the piece of furniture as if he had been scalded by it.
“No, Lucius.” Hermione said softly. When he looked at her, she pointed again to the spot she’d sent him to, “sit on the floor.”
His eyes filled with hatred and he glared at her for everything he was worth in that moment. She met his glare with a smile and tilted her head. “Ah... isn’t that sweet? Cissa? Puppy’s pouting! I wonder if puppy doesn’t want to see our little show?”
Cissa turned from where her attention was gladly on Severus, and rolled her eyes at her husband. Lucius, be a good dog, and just sit.” To Hermione, she added, “Don’t worry, Mione. Lucius is like any other man. He loves to watch pussy play.” Her eyes turned back to him. “Don’t you, dear?”
Lucius’ eyes widened as he watched the two women turn to face each other anc slowly move to stand together. Were they actually going to??? Hermione used her wand to transfigure a soft, feather-down comforter out of the coffee table beside them. Then, pointing her wand at Cissa, she spoke softly, “Divesto”
Narcissa was immediately naked before the other witch, a soft smile on her face as she moved to sit upon the comforter. Grabbing her own wand from her abandoned clothes, she smiled, “Your turn, Mione. Divesto
The hard, cold floor was the only thing that kept Lucius’s cock from growing so hard it hurt. Hermione’s full breasts were pressed against Narcissa’s as they kissed and touched each other. He could feel his heart pounding wildly in his chest as he watched them slowly begin to pleasure one another.
He refused to allow himself to enjoy this! He glanced at Severus, thinking surely the other wizard had to be disgusted by this display> He had never enjoyed the entertainments the Dark Lord had often put together with the muggle slaves he had kept.
Severus watched to two women’s fondling and stoked his own heat, wishing to be in the middle of it with them. It was almost more than he could stand. His hand wrapped around his length and he began to stroke himself. When he felt eyes upon him, he looked over to See Lucius’ horrified expression. He angled the blond wizard a challenging look before asking aloud. “What Lucius? Can you only enjoy this if someone is getting hurt? I actually find this quite...” he paused for effect, “stimulating.”
Hermione turned her eyes towards Lucius, and smiled before looking back at Narcissa. “What do you think? Should we let the puppies play?”
Narcissa nodded, before rolling to face Severus. “Come, to me, my pet. I will give you relief since you’ve behaved so well.” Severus didn’t have to be invited twice. Hermione watched as Severus crawled between Cissa’s legs and drove into her forcefully. She cried out and clung to him. “Yes! My beautiful, dark wizard. Take what should have always been yours!”
Lucius watched as the man he believed to be his best friend happily topped his wife. Confusion battled with him as he tried to understand why this was happening. Breathing hard, he turned his eyes to meet the Mudblood’s humorous expression. Sitting facing him with her knees drawn up to his chest, she watched him for a moment and he could almost swear he saw something that looked strangely like pity cross her face, before she addressed him. “What about you, puppy?” She asked as she slowly spread her legs, giving him a glimpse of her beautiful, moist, feminine core. “Does puppy want to play?”
There was no forced feeling here. Hermione had not used the words that would have forced him to fuck her. Instead, she had offered. Asking. Even though she used that ridiculous pet name for him that she had chosen. Puppy! He scowled deeper. Who was she calling puppy? He was almost twenty years her senior!
His cock pulsed painfully even through the cold floor as he considered refusing her. He didn’t want to fuck her! She was a Mudblood. Even as he told himself no, he could remember her moans of pleasure that had driven to the point of release himself so many times already.
When he still just sat there, Severus, who was still thrusting into Narcissa, offered, “If he can’t rise to the occassion, Mistress Granger, then perhaps when Mistress Malfoy is content with me, I could assist you?”
Narcissa chuckled before crying out again as another orgasm hit her. If you don’t mind waiting for a while, that is,” she added in when she once again found her voice.
Hermione smiled at the sounds the other couple was making but just watched Lucius. She didn’t comment on Narcissa’s or Severus’ words, she only had eyes for the blond wizard. Slowly, she reached up to stroke her breast, pinching a nipple and smiling as his eyes followed her hand.
“Or maybe, puppy would just like to watch me take care of myself?” Her hand traveled down to the wetness between her thighes. Biting her lip, she moaned softly as she worked her fingers over her clit. “I’d rather have you help, Lucius. But I won’t force you...” she paused, “today.”
Her voice uttering his name was his undoing. Before he could even try to reign in his emotions, he was on her, lifting her into his arms and crushing her against his naked body as his lips bit into hers painfully. Instantly, he felt the BITE of the curse that kept him from hurting her. It was like an explosion in his head and he cried out, backing instinctively away from her, although she still straddled his lap now.
He sat with his eyes closed, knowing that chances were, she would punish him now. Instead, he felt her hands smoothing gently over his face. Then, she lifted her hips enough for his cock to find her core, almost of it’s own volition. As he felt her slide down over him and her heat engulfed him, his eyes opened and stared into hers.
“It’s okay that you hate me, Lucius.” she said as she moved over him. Pushing down until his cock hit her g-spot. A gasp escaped her and her head fell back in ecstasy. Leaning closer to her once again, he let his tongue taste the skin of her throat.
“You realize that I truly do, don’t you?” He asked softly as his hands closed over her hips to take control of the lovemaking. “I hate everything about you. I hate your damnable Mudblood heritage! I hate the way you torment me and drive me to insanity. And I really, truly cannot stand how absolutely powerless I am when it comes to your desires.” He growled this last bit and she leaned back a little to look again into his eyes.
The positioning pushed his cock that much deeper into her core. He was rewarded by a hiss of pain/pleasure from her at this. “Too bad, “she gasped out, “that you can’t just go to Azkaban then, isn’t it?”
Instead of answering her, Lucius just leaned down and captured one fo her nipples between his teeth. When he pulled lightly, he also thrust again into her, eliciting a cry of pleasure from her lips. When he let go, he drawled, “Are you gonna fuck your puppy? Or talk him to death?”
He moved to lay back so that she was in control. He was the salve, he reasoned, so she might as well be the one riding. She took the initiative easily enough, leaning down to capture his lips with her own. When he didn’t respond to her kiss, she bit his lip, drawing blood.
When his mouth opened, she let her tongue tangle with his and battle. Finally, he returned her kiss, and lifted his hips to remind her that his shaft was still solid inside her. She reacted by moving over him again. Her pace began to drive him and he began to meet each thrust she delivered with one of his own. His hands on her hips, she only let her up so much before pulling her back down to meet each thrust.
If she and been a pureblood, he would have gloried in the feel of her. As it was, he couldn’t help but feel self loathing for wanting her as much as he did. It was a secret he was guarding well. Severus knew, but he had sworn a wizarding oath at the beginning of their strange imprisonment, not to tell.
At some point, neither Hermione, nor Lucius knew... Narcissa and Severus had stood and adjoined to his rooms, leaving the two of them alone to finish their mating. When they finally came, Hermione rooled away and immediately began to dress.
She had no words for him as she gathered her things. He didn’t know if he should be offended or grateful for her silence. When she made to leave, he couldn’t help but ask. “Why?” it was just the two of them now. Alone. Surely she would tell him why she took such delight in torturing him.
Looking back at him, “Why what?”
He fell back onto the coverlet. “You obviously enjoy doing this to me. You don’t take Severus to fuck, although Narcissa has made use of me upon occasion. Why? Besides being a cruel nasty Death Eater, what have I done to deserve this torment?”
Instead of giving him a real answer, Hermione simply returned his question. “Why indeed?” She offered him another dazzling smile, like she always did when he tried to anger her. “You want me to fuck Severus? Okay... I’ll grant you that... Tomorrow should be soon enough.”
Turning, she quickly left the room, leaving him staring at the swiftly disappearing doorway. His anger returned as he lay back to glare at the ceiling. It was to the empty room that he actually asked his real question. “Narcissa stays with Severus all night when she comes for him... Why do you not stay with me?”
He hated this entire situation. But most of all, he hated how much he was finding himself thirsting for her companionship. With an angry sigh, he stood up and retired to his private room, leaving his clothes behind.
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A/N: I have not abandoned my other stories... I should have an update ready of MR soon. I jsut had a strange thing come over me and I had to work on this idea. I will tell you all honestly, I do not know where it is going. I have no major plot ideas save the merging of the two unlikely couples. But, I have to follow it to see where it goes. I hope you guys like it so far. Please leave a review!
A/N: I am not sure what section to put this in. It is Threesomes/Moresomes, as in they do have sex with other people besides each other, but it is going to end with Hermione and Lucius as the main couple. Severus and Narcissa as a couple as well.
This chapter could be severely misleading. This is NOT a lesbian story. I do not plan on having lots of same sex love scenes. there will be subtle hints, but the only two relationships that will really come with this story is Hermione/Lucius, and Narcissa/Severus... I promise... Nothing so terrible or shocking that you blush.... much!
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Chapter 2
Lucius sat, brooding. His frustration with his and Severus’ situation was beginning to show on his features. He had tried several times that day already to pick out a book and lose himself within it. However, he couldn’t seem to get the images out of his head. Images of the Mudblood, Hermione Granger, standing over him, whip in hand, wearing nothing but a leather thong and matching bra with heels that made her legs look endless.
She demanded him to kneel before her, and kiss her feet. He had wanted to refuse. He spat out his anger at being treated this way, but she had simply smiled widely, raised an eyebrow, and pointed at her foot.
Try as he might, his body would refuse her nothing. If she wanted him to sleep, he slept. If she wanted him awake and at full attention, then he was. Oh, it was an exquisite torture indeed, One that if he had the freedom to choose on his own, he probably would have. But that wasn’t the point! The point was that he had not chosen this. He had been quite content ordering Narcissa around and having her scamper to obey him.
Now, she did not jump to obey him at all. Instead, he was the one forced to do as she asked. Once more, he couldn’t even voice his anger with her. Not that he got much of a chance to anymore anyway. Since he ahd Severus had been here, she had decided she had a rather unquinchable taste for the black-headed git.
Scowling, he glanced in Severus’ direction. The once snarky Potion Master now sat at the end of the couch, reading a book with an interested expression on his face. He didn’t seem the least bit put out by their circumstances.
Lucius quirked an eyebrow at him. “Don’t you even care?” He asked heatedly.
Severus looked up from his book. “Pardon me?”
Lucius sputtered. “No, I will not pardon you” he snipped back, using a falsetto voice at the end of the phrase as he got up and began pacing the room. “This is basically a prison of sorts. We are made to suffer the desires of my imbecile wife and that damnable Mudblood, and you don’t look the slightest bit put out by it!”
Severus took a deep breath and lowered his book. “Lucius, we are fed, dressed, housed, and can bathe anytime we desire. We aren’t having to run for our lives, fearing Dementors coming to kiss us, and we aren’t suffering any true pain. Some pleasure is eve awarded to us at times, so what do I have to be put out about?” he returned quizzically.
Lucius sneered and crossed his arms over his chest and stuck out his bottom lip in a way that reminded of a little boy, pouting for not gaining his hearts desire. “Well, we might as well be their own personal whores.”
Severus smirked. “A roof over our head, food in our bellies... Why not? I don’t know any whores that are taken better care of than we seem to be.” he answered, letting the corners of his mouth quirk up in the merest hint of a smile.
Lucius was opening his mouth to speak, but instead snapped it closed as the charmed entryway into their common room opened. Severus moved to stand beside Lucius as the two witches strolled lazily into the room and looked them up and down.
Both wizards would be humiliated to admit it, but the way the mistresses looked made their blood reach boiling in their groins. Desire was evident in Severus’ face as he looked Narcissa over. He didn’t even try to hide it.
Lucius tilted his chin back slightly and curled his lip at Hermione, bedore looking away. Hermione watched his reaction with amusement. “Look at me, Slave!” She growled lowly as she approached him.
Although he wanted to fight it, Lucius could not help his body’s reaction to her order. His head turned back towards her and his eyes traveled the length of her. Instantly, his cock hardened and he clenched his jaw angrily.
She smiled and ran the handle of her whip across his cheek lightly. “Your mind may not want me, Malfoy, but your body does.” she winked at him and ran her tongue across her lip seductively, “Even without me ordering it to.”
Narcissa was circling Severus the same way Hermione did Lucius. Sighing loudly, she stepped back. “I don’t like it, Mione. They are entirely too overdressed.”
Hermione smiled at Narcissa’s words and nodded. Quietly she agreed, “Yes, Cissa... They most assuredly are.” Stepping back from Lucius she smacked the whip across the marble floor, ordering Lucius with a hiss. “STRIP!”
His eyes never leaving hers, he quickly divested himself of his clothing. When he stood naked before her, he sneered, asking. “Is this what you really want, Slut?”
Laughing at his tauntingly cruel words, Hermione shook her head. “All in good time, Lucius. I will have that cock between my legs soon enough! But today, Cissa and I thought we might give you wizards some entertainment...” raising her voice just a touch, she asked, “didn’t we, Cissa?”
Narcissa laughter joined hers. “Indeed we did.” she answered. “Now, Severus? Be a good boy, and go sit in that corner, won’t you? You may face us, if you would be o kind.”
Severus swallowed and nodded. “Yes mistress. When he began to turn, she stopped him with her hand on his chest. “Oh, and Severus?” His eyes turned back to hers and she graced him with a gentle smile, “Take off your clothes, please.”
He nodded as she ran her hand down his chest to his cock and rubbed the already throbbing erection she found there. Leaning closer to him she almost offered him the reward of a kiss, but pulled back when he leaned in to claim it. “Not just yet, my toy,” she whispered.
Hermione looked pointedly at Lucius, then pointed to a spot in the room on the opposite side from Severus. “You may sit as well, and face us please. “
Clenching his teeth, Lucius went to lower himself onto the chair nearest where she had directed him. The sound of the whip made him jerk away from the piece of furniture as if he had been scalded by it.
“No, Lucius.” Hermione said softly. When he looked at her, she pointed again to the spot she’d sent him to, “sit on the floor.”
His eyes filled with hatred and he glared at her for everything he was worth in that moment. She met his glare with a smile and tilted her head. “Ah... isn’t that sweet? Cissa? Puppy’s pouting! I wonder if puppy doesn’t want to see our little show?”
Cissa turned from where her attention was gladly on Severus, and rolled her eyes at her husband. Lucius, be a good dog, and just sit.” To Hermione, she added, “Don’t worry, Mione. Lucius is like any other man. He loves to watch pussy play.” Her eyes turned back to him. “Don’t you, dear?”
Lucius’ eyes widened as he watched the two women turn to face each other anc slowly move to stand together. Were they actually going to??? Hermione used her wand to transfigure a soft, feather-down comforter out of the coffee table beside them. Then, pointing her wand at Cissa, she spoke softly, “Divesto”
Narcissa was immediately naked before the other witch, a soft smile on her face as she moved to sit upon the comforter. Grabbing her own wand from her abandoned clothes, she smiled, “Your turn, Mione. Divesto
The hard, cold floor was the only thing that kept Lucius’s cock from growing so hard it hurt. Hermione’s full breasts were pressed against Narcissa’s as they kissed and touched each other. He could feel his heart pounding wildly in his chest as he watched them slowly begin to pleasure one another.
He refused to allow himself to enjoy this! He glanced at Severus, thinking surely the other wizard had to be disgusted by this display> He had never enjoyed the entertainments the Dark Lord had often put together with the muggle slaves he had kept.
Severus watched to two women’s fondling and stoked his own heat, wishing to be in the middle of it with them. It was almost more than he could stand. His hand wrapped around his length and he began to stroke himself. When he felt eyes upon him, he looked over to See Lucius’ horrified expression. He angled the blond wizard a challenging look before asking aloud. “What Lucius? Can you only enjoy this if someone is getting hurt? I actually find this quite...” he paused for effect, “stimulating.”
Hermione turned her eyes towards Lucius, and smiled before looking back at Narcissa. “What do you think? Should we let the puppies play?”
Narcissa nodded, before rolling to face Severus. “Come, to me, my pet. I will give you relief since you’ve behaved so well.” Severus didn’t have to be invited twice. Hermione watched as Severus crawled between Cissa’s legs and drove into her forcefully. She cried out and clung to him. “Yes! My beautiful, dark wizard. Take what should have always been yours!”
Lucius watched as the man he believed to be his best friend happily topped his wife. Confusion battled with him as he tried to understand why this was happening. Breathing hard, he turned his eyes to meet the Mudblood’s humorous expression. Sitting facing him with her knees drawn up to his chest, she watched him for a moment and he could almost swear he saw something that looked strangely like pity cross her face, before she addressed him. “What about you, puppy?” She asked as she slowly spread her legs, giving him a glimpse of her beautiful, moist, feminine core. “Does puppy want to play?”
There was no forced feeling here. Hermione had not used the words that would have forced him to fuck her. Instead, she had offered. Asking. Even though she used that ridiculous pet name for him that she had chosen. Puppy! He scowled deeper. Who was she calling puppy? He was almost twenty years her senior!
His cock pulsed painfully even through the cold floor as he considered refusing her. He didn’t want to fuck her! She was a Mudblood. Even as he told himself no, he could remember her moans of pleasure that had driven to the point of release himself so many times already.
When he still just sat there, Severus, who was still thrusting into Narcissa, offered, “If he can’t rise to the occassion, Mistress Granger, then perhaps when Mistress Malfoy is content with me, I could assist you?”
Narcissa chuckled before crying out again as another orgasm hit her. If you don’t mind waiting for a while, that is,” she added in when she once again found her voice.
Hermione smiled at the sounds the other couple was making but just watched Lucius. She didn’t comment on Narcissa’s or Severus’ words, she only had eyes for the blond wizard. Slowly, she reached up to stroke her breast, pinching a nipple and smiling as his eyes followed her hand.
“Or maybe, puppy would just like to watch me take care of myself?” Her hand traveled down to the wetness between her thighes. Biting her lip, she moaned softly as she worked her fingers over her clit. “I’d rather have you help, Lucius. But I won’t force you...” she paused, “today.”
Her voice uttering his name was his undoing. Before he could even try to reign in his emotions, he was on her, lifting her into his arms and crushing her against his naked body as his lips bit into hers painfully. Instantly, he felt the BITE of the curse that kept him from hurting her. It was like an explosion in his head and he cried out, backing instinctively away from her, although she still straddled his lap now.
He sat with his eyes closed, knowing that chances were, she would punish him now. Instead, he felt her hands smoothing gently over his face. Then, she lifted her hips enough for his cock to find her core, almost of it’s own volition. As he felt her slide down over him and her heat engulfed him, his eyes opened and stared into hers.
“It’s okay that you hate me, Lucius.” she said as she moved over him. Pushing down until his cock hit her g-spot. A gasp escaped her and her head fell back in ecstasy. Leaning closer to her once again, he let his tongue taste the skin of her throat.
“You realize that I truly do, don’t you?” He asked softly as his hands closed over her hips to take control of the lovemaking. “I hate everything about you. I hate your damnable Mudblood heritage! I hate the way you torment me and drive me to insanity. And I really, truly cannot stand how absolutely powerless I am when it comes to your desires.” He growled this last bit and she leaned back a little to look again into his eyes.
The positioning pushed his cock that much deeper into her core. He was rewarded by a hiss of pain/pleasure from her at this. “Too bad, “she gasped out, “that you can’t just go to Azkaban then, isn’t it?”
Instead of answering her, Lucius just leaned down and captured one fo her nipples between his teeth. When he pulled lightly, he also thrust again into her, eliciting a cry of pleasure from her lips. When he let go, he drawled, “Are you gonna fuck your puppy? Or talk him to death?”
He moved to lay back so that she was in control. He was the salve, he reasoned, so she might as well be the one riding. She took the initiative easily enough, leaning down to capture his lips with her own. When he didn’t respond to her kiss, she bit his lip, drawing blood.
When his mouth opened, she let her tongue tangle with his and battle. Finally, he returned her kiss, and lifted his hips to remind her that his shaft was still solid inside her. She reacted by moving over him again. Her pace began to drive him and he began to meet each thrust she delivered with one of his own. His hands on her hips, she only let her up so much before pulling her back down to meet each thrust.
If she and been a pureblood, he would have gloried in the feel of her. As it was, he couldn’t help but feel self loathing for wanting her as much as he did. It was a secret he was guarding well. Severus knew, but he had sworn a wizarding oath at the beginning of their strange imprisonment, not to tell.
At some point, neither Hermione, nor Lucius knew... Narcissa and Severus had stood and adjoined to his rooms, leaving the two of them alone to finish their mating. When they finally came, Hermione rooled away and immediately began to dress.
She had no words for him as she gathered her things. He didn’t know if he should be offended or grateful for her silence. When she made to leave, he couldn’t help but ask. “Why?” it was just the two of them now. Alone. Surely she would tell him why she took such delight in torturing him.
Looking back at him, “Why what?”
He fell back onto the coverlet. “You obviously enjoy doing this to me. You don’t take Severus to fuck, although Narcissa has made use of me upon occasion. Why? Besides being a cruel nasty Death Eater, what have I done to deserve this torment?”
Instead of giving him a real answer, Hermione simply returned his question. “Why indeed?” She offered him another dazzling smile, like she always did when he tried to anger her. “You want me to fuck Severus? Okay... I’ll grant you that... Tomorrow should be soon enough.”
Turning, she quickly left the room, leaving him staring at the swiftly disappearing doorway. His anger returned as he lay back to glare at the ceiling. It was to the empty room that he actually asked his real question. “Narcissa stays with Severus all night when she comes for him... Why do you not stay with me?”
He hated this entire situation. But most of all, he hated how much he was finding himself thirsting for her companionship. With an angry sigh, he stood up and retired to his private room, leaving his clothes behind.
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A/N: I have not abandoned my other stories... I should have an update ready of MR soon. I jsut had a strange thing come over me and I had to work on this idea. I will tell you all honestly, I do not know where it is going. I have no major plot ideas save the merging of the two unlikely couples. But, I have to follow it to see where it goes. I hope you guys like it so far. Please leave a review!