Girl Talk

Scenario 2: Inadvertent









A wise man once said that you shouldn’t eavesdrop, you never hear anything good about yourself…







That didn’t seem to be the case for Lucius Malfoy however as he navigated the empty corridors of the ministry. He didn’t bother going to Hermione’s house, he knew she would be in her office so he had sent her flowers with a card letting her know he would pick her up there for dinner. He was a little surprised to see her ginger haired friend enter her office. He approached slowly, making sure to move silently as he leaned against the wall outside her half opened door.







Lucius had decided that girl talk wasn’t the silly, fickle conversations he had always imagined. It turned out that a man could learn a hell of a lot by listening to the conversations held between two women. They were rather interesting, detailed and informative and the more information a man had the better equipped he was to handle any situation that might arise.







With a smile he leaned back and settled in for a little bit of self serving espionage.







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“So?” Ginny asked after she had hugged her friend in greeting and seated herself on the leather sofa situated in a small sitting area in Hermione’s office.







“So what?” Hermione handed her a cup of tea and settled onto the cushion beside her.







“Do NOT play coy with me.” Ginny said, one brow lifted. “I had to sit through a family dinner seated across from my brother AND Harry. The whole time in my head I could see Ron rutting like some crazed animal and Harry shagging and weeping at the same time. You owe me, Hermione.”







“He wasn’t crying during, he cried after.” Hermione mumbled as she sipped her tea.







“Do I have to pry it out of you?” Ginny took the cup from her hand knowing she was hiding behind it. “Did you go see Malfoy or not?”







Hermione’s cheeks reddened instantly. A slow grin began to form on Ginny’s pink lips.







“You did go see him! I knew it!” She laughed and clapped her hands excitedly. “How was it? Did he change your mind about sex?”







“Good grief, Gin! You want the details?” Hermione kicked off her shoes and curled her legs beneath her.







“Hell yes I want details! You shagged Lucius Malfoy and I want to know every single kinky thing you did!” Ginny laughed.







“It wasn’t kinky.” Hermione chuckled when she saw Ginny’s disappointed expression. “It was…good gods, Gin, that man should come with a warning.”







“That good?” Ginny asked, scooting closer to her friend, giddy and anxious to hear all about it.







“Yeah…that good.” Hermione laughed. “He certainly blew my theory that great sex was a myth out of the water.”









“I had a feeling he was good in bed. It’s the way he walks I think, that lazy, rolling gate and the way he strokes that cane of his…..” Ginny gave an exaggerated shudder and then grabbed Hermione’s arm as though trying to keep her from escaping. “So if it wasn’t kinky, what was it?”







“You are a sexual deviant, Ginerva Weasley!” Hermione laughed. She supposed that after years of getting details from Ginny she owed her friend a story that wouldn’t have her tearing up with laughter.







“I won’t deny it, now spill it!” She said, giving Hermione’s arm a shake.









“It was…incredibly sensual…erotic. He touched me almost continuously from the moment I entered in some way or another. He doesn’t just kiss, he consumes. He was so focused on me, not himself…I couldn’t believe how incredible it was.” Hermione closed her eyes and sighed softly at the memory.







“And?” Ginny prompted, shaking her again.







“And what?” Hermione peered at her through one open eye.









“Is it big?” Ginny asked, waggling her brows.







“Ginny! You can’t ask me that!” Hermione blushed to the roots of her hair.









“Oh I just did!” Ginny laughed. “Was it?” She prompted, laughing at Hermione.







“Compared to what I had seen previously…” Hermione bit her bottom lip and rolled her eyes. “Oh forget it….it was big….really big and really beautiful.” She said, shaking her head as Ginny continued to shake her and laugh. “Okay, stop shaking me!”







“I knew it, I knew it, I knew it! A one night stand with a hot older wizard was just what you needed!” Ginny laughed.







“There is a problem with that, however.” Hermione said. “He is making me go to dinner with him tonight.”







“What?” Ginny looked even more shocked than she had when Lucius had slipped her his card. “How is he making you go to dinner with him?”







“You told me to go see him, you encouraged me to sleep with him and I did, fully expecting it would be one time and one time only. But Lucius Malfoy had other ideas it seems and he doesn’t take no for an answer!” Hermione stood and walked across the room. “The arrogant prick shoved his hand up my skirt and whispered dirty things in my ear in the middle of a board meeting. He threatened to…well he threatened to let everyone watch him take me if I didn’t agree.”





Ginny began to fan her rapidly heating face, oh how she envied her friend and wished that Malfoy had slipped her his card instead. But she knew that the dominating wizard was just what tightly wound Hermione needed.







“Damn Mione, that’s hot.” Ginny said with a low whistle.







“Ready for dinner?” Hermione and Ginny both looked up to see Lucius standing in the doorway staring at Hermione. Her amber eyes narrowed and she glared at him.







“You were listening again weren’t you?” Hermione asked.







“You were talking about me; I had a right to hear what was being said.” He smirked.







“You are a real…”







“Don’t be that way, Hermione.” He said, approaching her slowly. “Be a good witch and give me a kiss.” He purred, lowering his head and capturing her bottom lip between his teeth to tug lightly. He released it, ran his tongue over the soft curve then curled the pointed tip under her top lip to tease and tickle the sensitive inner flesh.







“Damn.” The both turned their heads to see Ginny staring at them in astonishment.







“Time for you to go now, Ms.Weasley.” Lucius said roughly.









“Yeah…I think I will just go by and see if Dean is free.” She said, her cheeks red as she let herself out and closed the door behind her.







Lucius turned his attention back to the woman now leaning against her desk. He tilted his head to the side and looked her over. She had removed her robe and was wearing a simple cotton wrap dress the color of cornflowers; he already knew she didn’t wear stockings as he had felt nothing but smooth, soft flesh when he touched her in the meeting.







“So you were telling your little friend about our tryst.” He said, one leather clad hand trailing slowly down the side of her throat. “Do you always tell each other such personal things?”









“Yes.” She whimpered when he leaned in and nipped her earlobe.









“She seemed so disappointed to learn that nothing…kinky…occurred.” He purred. “Were you disappointed?”









“No…you know I wasn’t.” She let her head fall back as he ran his tongue up the front of her neck and nibbled at her chin.







“Do you want to play kinky games with me, Hermione?” He asked softly. “Would you like to test your boundaries?” She began to tremble and he smiled.







“Lucius…dinner….you wanted me to go to dinner with you.” She said hoarsely.









“We have some time before our reservations.” He said softly, rising to his full height and staring down at her. He reached up and released the frog closure on his robes and let them slide from his shoulder, tossing them onto the leather sofa. He popped the buttons on his waistcoat and it landed atop the robes. He stood there in his black dress shirt and trousers, his hands still encased in the soft leather gloves. “What are you wearing under the dress, Ms. Granger?”







Hermione jumped slightly at the low, seductive tone of his voice. His eyes smoldered as he watched her and her belly heated, tightened.







“I…uhm…my underthings.” Lucius smiled.









“Have you ever gone out in public without them?” He asked.







“No.” She said, watching him warily as he approached.







“Take them off.” He whispered.







“Lucius, we are in my office!” She said tremulously. Gods why did he have to smell so good? she thought as he stopped barely an inch from her.







“So? Worried someone will catch you playing with me?” He asked. “You could always say I was forcing you, using the Imperius curse on you to make you do my bidding, to be my little pleasure slave.” He brought the head of his cane up and pressed the cold, silver head against her collar bone, sliding it low until the serpent’s fangs caught the neckline of the stretchy cotton and tugged it down. The cut of the wrap dress and the fabric made it quite easy to bare the pretty white bra she wore beneath it.







Lucius used his other hand to adjust the fabric so it lodged beneath her breasts and stayed there while tugged the cups of her bra down as well, revealing the soft, round breasts he was so enamored of. Her nipples puckered immediately in the slightly chilled air of the room.







“Do you know how many times I thought of these over the last few days?” He asked. “Hold on to the edge of the desk and don’t let go.” He whispered, the teeth of his serpent scraping over her nipple gently. “I think you like this.” He chuckled, watching the puckered tip draw tighter.









“Yes.” She hissed when his leather clad fingers pinched and pulled at her other breast. “Please!” She moaned, arching into his touch.







“Please what?” Lucius murmured, continuing to torment her breasts with fingers and cane.







“Please…your mouth…I want to feel your mouth on me.” She whispered.







“Where?” He was pushing, he wanted her to say it, to beg.







“M-my breasts….my nipples…suck them…please.” She nearly screamed when he lowered his head and sucked one painfully erect bud between his lips. His tongue lashing and circling, his teeth scraping as he suckled hard upon the tender peak. “Oh yes!” Her hands came up to his shoulders but he quickly grabbed them and moved the back to edge of the desk as he moved on to the other needy nipple and lavished his attentions on it.







He pulled back suddenly and she cried out, trying to lunge for him but he stopped her with his hands on her shoulders.







“Easy now…I’m not leaving you.” He said, brushing his lips against hers as he retrieved his cane from where he had laid it on her desk. He pulled his wand from the hollowed shaft and stepped backwards until there were a few feet between them. “Turn around, lift your skirt and remove the knickers.”







“You…are you serious?” She asked, staring at him in confusion, wondering where the tender, sensual lover of a week ago had gone.







“I’m deadly serious. Don’t make me punish you.” He said, pointing his wand in her direction.









“Punish me? You would curse me?” She jumped when his wand bobbed slightly and she received a gentle shock to her bared nipples.







“Turn around, lift your skirt and remove the knickers.” He said again, his eyes narrowed and completely serious. She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and turned around to face the enchanted window behind her desk that showed her an ocean view. She couldn’t believe she was following his direction, allowing him to order her about and getting so aroused by it.







Lucius nearly laughed at the incredulous look on her face when he sent the little shocking spell her way. Poor repressed little witch had no idea what to do and she certainly didn’t know what to think about him. He couldn’t recall the last time he had had so much fun playing with a woman. He watched her nervously tugging her skirt up and it suddenly didn’t matter, all he cared about were the soft, creamy thighs and plump, round backside now being revealed to him.







She definitely liked pretty things he noted when he saw the white satin and lace stretched over her arse. She bunched the blue fabric around her waist and tucked her fingers into the elastic waistband. She blushed furiously as she began to lower the underpants, knowing she would have no choice but to bend over to complete her task.







Lucius smiled, sensing that once the witch got a taste of the myriad of pleasures sex could offer her that she would be a complete and utter wanton, the perfect companion for a man with…varied tastes, like himself. As she revealed her lovely backside to him he began to contemplate just how to train her to be his personal little pleasure pet.







“Lay them on the desk, then bend over it and hold on to the other side.” He said. She laid the scrap of white fabric on the desk but hesitated to bend over. She felt the sudden sting on her backside and looked over her shoulder to see him pointing his wand at her bum. “Do it. Now. Or the next one will be harder.” He said.







She pushed the files aside then bent over, her bare breasts and puckered nipples smashed against the cold wood surface as she curled her fingers around the curved edge on the other side.







“Now isn’t that lovely?” He smoothed his gloved hand over the red mark on her left arse cheek from his little stinger. He pulled off the glove, tugging one finger at a time, and tossed it on to the desk in her line of sight, smirking when she gasped. He laid his hand against the pinkened flesh and felt the heat against his bare palm. “Perfect.” He muttered, lifting his hand and bringing it down sharply against the plump flesh with a loud crack. She bucked and cried out, her fingers biting hard into the wood edge. “How does that feel?” He asked, his hand soothing the abused globe as it blushed and heated.







“It hurts, damn it.” She yelped when he did it again, and again and again, alternating between her right and left cheek until her bottom was burning hot, bright pink and her pussy was pulsing and wet.







“Never swear at me.” He whispered harshly. He set his wand on the desk and slid his fingertips between the shadowed cleft of her ass and down until his fingertips found the evidence of her desire. She was soaked, her arousal thick and fragrant as he slid his long fingers inside her. She moaned and pushed back against his touch, seeking harder, deeper contact. “It couldn’t have hurt too much you little liar, you are soaked.”







“Lucius, please!” She rocked her hips against his hand, humiliated that his abuse excited her to the point she was soaking his hand in her attempt to seek satisfaction.









“Please what?” He purred, leaning over her as he unfastened his fly and freed his cock. He didn’t bother with the belt; he simply released the buttons and withdrew his erection from the opening. He rubbed the tight, leaking tip over each hot, pink cheek as he continued to finger her steadily.









“Please…I need you…”









“You need me? What do you need? The beautiful cock you were telling your friend about? Is that what you need, Hermione?” He withdrew his fingers and rubbed her juices over his erect cock. He bent his knees slightly and rubbed the tip of his erection against her opening the slid it forward between the lips of her sex, nudging her tight little clit again and again as she whimpered beneath him. “It this what you need?”







“No…Lucius…”







“Say it, tell me what you want me to do.” He pulled her hair aside and sank his teeth into the back of her neck. She arched her back and cried out loudly.







“Fuck me! Please, Lucius, fuck me now!” She begged.









“With pleasure.” He chuckled, slamming into her hard, forcing her against the desk. He didn’t give her a chance to adjust, he pressed one palm between her shoulder blades and pushed her onto the desk, the other hand gripped her hip as he rode her hard; His pelvis bouncing easily and comfortably off of her plump, round backside.







Hermione was incapable of thought, all of her blood flow was settled between her legs with none available to fuel her brain and make her realize that she was bent over her desk with a death eater plowing into her again and again from behind. His thrusts were hard and deep, bordering on painful but it was a sweet pain, one she wanted, needed. She had no control over herself with him, with a simple kiss and few whispered words she was his to do with as he pleased.







His hand slid from her hip and curved around, sliding over her belly and down until his fingers found the plump little bead of her clit and began to worry it, rolling it gently between his fingers, plucking and tugging on it, flicking his finger back and forth until she slammed her hips back, rolling them against him as her tight pussy clamped down on him like a vise.







She screamed and Lucius prayed that no aurors were in the building to come running at the sound. He held him so tightly inside her that he couldn’t move as her muscles flexed and undulated along his length. He grabbed her hips hard in both hands and began to thrust as much as her pulsing flesh would allow, slamming into her again and again until his spine locked and he began to shoot his seed deep inside her sucking, greedy little body.







He fell over her back, kissing her shoulders and the back of her neck as the pulses of their orgasm began to fade and his cock softened, slipping out of her. He lifted his weight off of her and stood, righting his clothing and snatching his wand along with her knickers from the desk. She pushed herself up and leaned against the edge as she righted her clothes and reached for her own wand to clean herself up.







“I can’t believe that just happened…in my office….” She said, shoving her sweat dampened hair back from her face. “What made you…I mean what….”







“You think too much, Hermione, sex isn’t about thinking it’s about feeling. I wanted you so I took you, it wasn’t planned.” He drawled, slipping his robes back over his shoulders and fastening them. Hermione watched as he tucked her knickers into his pocket.









“Um…I need those, Lucius.” She said.







“No, you don’t.” He smirked. “You can go to dinner without them.”









“But I can’t go out without my underwear!” She was cute when she was in a snit, he thought.









“Of course you can, no one will know but the two of us and they aren’t necessary for you to eat.” He said. “Now put on your shoes and get your handbag, I find myself suddenly famished.”







With a wink and a sly smile he opened her door and waited for her to pass by. As he followed her to the main hall where they could apparate, he began to formulate a plan.









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So….I am not quite sure what happened….this was supposed to be a simple one shot but Lucius never seems to be simple and somehow the oneshots with him always become something more. Don’t expect storyline however LOL….expect little snippets, PWP that comes to me when I need a break from more serious writing…..like Remus and my current original fiction involving a very dark hero. Fan fiction is a great outlet for stress LOL