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LaBib- I think Sev is Lucius's only friend, I dont think he went for advice so much as to vent his frustrations....and lets face it Severus would likely advice him to tie, gag and flog her until she tells him whats wrong(at least the sexy dom version of Sev that lives in my sick and twisted head)



Now about her little foray into "back" territory in a previous chapter....my hubby says that Cosmo is evil because it puts bad ideas into my head (he hasnt forgiven me yet for a cough drop incident a few years ago thanks to Cosmo's advice LOL) Alas, that is where Hermione's muse for adventure came from. :)



Brotherhood is my newest obsession....I love Michael's ink! I hope you are right about Cath, I dont like her and want her to go away. Let Michael find himself a sweet little Irish girl LOL Now Tommy...hes a state rep of somesort with his sights set on being Governor or Congressman or something....I think hes more crooked than his gangster brother.







SYGNUS! - I think its great your hubby reads! Mine wont, he says its torture since he's "out of commission" for now LOL...but his commander reads! I have 2 LTCs, one CSM and a BG who read regularly LOL.....





Well, Enjoy this chappy and get ready for Sev's visit LOL













CHAPTER 21: Wizards Bearing Happy Meals 





It was late evening by the time Lucius returned to the house. It was Severus’s weekend to visit so he followed Lucius home. They had spent most of the day talking at Severus’s dingy little house and then gone into London where Severus took him to get Hermione her Happy Meal.



Lucius had been appalled at the fast food restaurant. He didn’t care for the way the people were staring at him. Maybe because a tall man with long blonde hair, dressed in linen wizard’s robes carrying a snake headed cane was a bit unusual. He had actually hissed at a teenage boy who gawked openly at him and sent the boy stumbling over his own feet to get away from him. That pleased him somewhat.



He had kept the little brightly colored box and the small drink tucked beneath his robes as they made their way back to Spinner’s End and floo’d to the manor.





They found Hermione curled on the sofa reading, a pair of dark framed glasses perched on her nose. She looked cute in her jeans and white shirt, her tiny feet bare and tucked under a throw pillow. She looked up at him and smiled softly when he entered the media room.



“Welcome home Lucius.” She said. “Oh, Severus….you’ve come back. I do hope you left the quill box at home this time.”



“Nope, Lucius kept it, it was his to begin with.” Severus smiled.



“I brought you something.” Lucius said as he shrugged his robes back and held out the Happy Meal box and small drink. Hermione set her book aside slowly and stood up. She took the box and cup and stared at them in shock.



“You brought me a Happy Meal.” She said quietly.



“Um…you mentioned it.....” She looked up at him and he could see the tears in her eyes. “Oh god, what did I do now?” He asked. Was everything he did today wrong? She set the food on the table and threw her arms around his neck.



“Thank you Lucius. This is just the sweetest thing you could have done for me!” She cupped the back of his head and pulled him down for a soft, sweet kiss. Lucius was confused. When she pulled back he was staring at her blankly.



“I don’t understand. I give you a necklace worth a small fortune and I get a thank you note. I bring you a cardboard box of grease and you act like I just gave you the world.”



“I love the necklace, I haven’t taken it off, but you are good at picking out stuff like that Lucius. The happy meal, well that shows me you listened to what I said and remembered it and thought of me enough to go to London and get it for me. It’s just so sweet!” She slid her arms beneath his robes and around his waist, hugging him tight.



“Hey, what about me, he didn’t even know what it was until I took him to McDonalds!” Severus pouted. Hermione pulled away from Lucius and leaned over to give Severus a quick kiss on his cheek.



“Thank you for helping Severus. By the way, did Angelique install your manacles yet?” She asked as sweetly as if she were inquiring about the weather. Severus started to chuckle and he began leering at her.



“Oh yeah, wanna come to my dungeon and see them?” He asked suggestively.



“Absolutely not! I don’t trust you Severus Snape, there is no telling what you would try to do to me you kinky rascal.” She laughed.



“Oh, nothing that would hurt you….well it might sting a little…”



“Will you stop propositioning my wife?” Lucius said with a frown as he removed his robe and tossed it on the chair, leaving him in his trousers and silk shirt.



“What? She’s the one who asked about my manacles….how did you know about them anyhow.” Severus unbuttoned the top several buttons on his jacket.



“I met Angelique when Lucius took me shopping.” She said as she curled back onto the sofa, tugging Lucius with her and snuggling into his side. Severus took a seat in the chair and smiled.



“You took your wife to the Wizard’s Whip?”



“Shut up Severus.” Lucius grumbled.



“She was interesting; she made a pass at me I think.” Hermione said, running her fingers through Lucius’s hair as she yawned.



“No doubt, Angelique likes men and women equally.” Severus said. Lucius was staring at Hermione as she dug through the Happy Meal box, happily munching on the French fries as he pulled the yellow paper away from her cheeseburger. She squealed excitedly as she withdrew a tiny plastic doll with long blonde hair.



“What is that?” Lucius asked, pulling the foreign object from her hands to look at it.



“It’s a Barbie doll.” Hermione said before taking a bite of her sandwich.



“Looks like you Lucius.” Severus said with a smirk. Lucius gave him the finger and handed the toy back to Hermione.



“I’m glad it makes you so happy.” He said, watching her enjoy the food. Hermione took the opening presented and smiled prettily at her husband.



“You always make me happy Lucius.” She leaned in and kissed him softly then lifted a french fry to his lips. “Now, try it.” He opened his lips, more because her words had stunned him somewhat than because he wanted to try the greasy food. He chewed slowly, not particularly fond of the salty, oily potato, but it kept his mouth occupied as he wasn’t sure what to say.





Severus was watching them closely, peeking just a little inside Hermione’s thoughts. He probably should feel guilty for it, but a conscience wasn’t something Severus was known for. He was surprised, and somewhat pleased to see the love she felt for Lucius, and her determination that he would love her back. She was blind if she couldn’t see that Lucius already did, he just didn’t want to. Seemed like the ministry had matched them well, if stubbornness could be overcome.



He was slightly envious of Lucius. A young, intelligent wife who adored him? He could do far worse. Severus sometimes longed for a normal life, a family of his own. But he knew he could never love anyone else, his heart always had, and always would belong to Lilly.



“Well, I think I’ll go have a swim…” Severus pushed himself from the chair and headed towards the door.



“You’ll find some trunks in your room Severus, I went shopping and bought a pair just for you.” Hermione said.



“Now where’s the fun in that?” He winked at her before disappearing into the hall. Hermione saw him turn towards the poolroom and knew he intended to swim naked in their pool regardless.



“He’s going to swim naked anyhow, Severus is long past the point of change, Darling, don’t even try.” Lucius said.



“I just don’t want to see him in the buff again.” She muttered as she took a drink of her soda.



“That bad, huh?” Lucius laughed.



“No, not bad at all, I just prefer big blonde men.” She set her drink aside and moved to straddle his lap. “Now, I think I owe you an apology for this morning.” She said, settling into the cradle of his lap and unbuttoning his shirt.



“I was worried about you, what did I do wrong?” He asked, stroking his hands over her thighs gently.



“It was nothing you did Lucius, it was my own idiocy, don’t worry about it.” She was tugging his shirt from his waistband and unbuttoning it completely.



“You know, I’m a pretty decent listener, you can tell me anything.” He was watching as her fingers began undoing her own buttons.



“I’ll try to remember that.” She said softly. If he knew just what it was that was tearing her up he would run so fast you would swear he had vanished into thin air, of course he could do that too.



“Are you sure you want to play here? Severus could come back you know….”



“I’m sure. Severus will be swimming for awhile I’m certain, and if he comes back…” She pushed her shirt off her shoulders and revealed the silver and green lace bra that barely covered her breasts. “Well, I’m sure he will give us the privacy we need.” Lucius licked his lips slowly as he stared at her breasts.



“You really don’t know Severus. He’s more likely to take a seat and watch.” Lucius said as he feathered his touch over the ripe swells that plumped over the tiny cups of her bra.



“Well…it would certainly be interesting wouldn’t it?” She reached behind her and unfastened the clasp, shrugging her shoulders and sliding the bra off and tossing it to the floor.



“Until he decides he’s tired of being a spectator.” Lucius muttered as he reached up to cup her breasts. He really couldn’t resist them, she had the most beautiful breasts he had ever seen. Full and round with the sweetest café au lait colored nipples. Hermione stilled for a moment and stared at him with wide eyes.



“Are you telling me Severus likes to play in groups?” She asked.



“Sometimes.” He brushed his thumbs over her nipples, watching them pebble and pucker beneath his touch. Hermione grasped the sides of his face and tilted his head up to look at her.



“I know I told you I would do anything you asked me if it made you happy, but I need to establish something here. I…will…NOT…play with your friend, even if you ask it, I will have only you.” Lucius smiled, he couldn’t help it, every time she voiced her desire, or any sort of possessiveness over him it gave him a thrill.



“It would never cross my mind, you belong to me darling, and I will not share you with anyone, especially Sev.” He grabbed her braid and twisted the long rope of hair around his wrist and pulled her head down for his kiss. She expected a rough, bruising kiss based on his death grip in her hair. She wasn’t prepared for the gentle slide of his lips over hers. The way his tongue moved so slowly against hers and the way he sucked her lower lip into his mouth.



Hermione moaned softly against his lips and pressed her hips down into him. Lucius cupped her backside and rolled her onto her back on the sofa. He broke the kiss long enough to unfasten her jeans and strip them, along with the lacy green and silver knickers, off and toss them to the floor. He removed his shirt and unfastened his trousers as he settled between her thighs.



“I haven’t shagged on the living room sofa since I was a lad.” He said into her ear as he pushed his trousers and boxers past his hips. He adjusted her legs, one over the back of the sofa, the other around his hip as he pressed into her. He braced his hands on the arm of the sofa and began thrusting into her, deep and steady. “You are making me revert back to my youth.” He panted.



“Not such a bad thing….god Lucius!” She was clutching at his back as he pounded into her.



“Will I ever get enough of you?” He growled, and she suspected he was talking more to himself than her.



“Gods I hope not!” Lucius suddenly pulled back from her. “What…”



“Turn over, bend over the arm of the sofa.” He was breathing heavy, his chest and face perspiring slightly. He guided her into the desired position with his hands on her hips. She was kneeling on the sofa, one foot on the floor as he pushed her over the rolled arm of the sofa with his hand between her shoulder blades. “That’s right, just like that.” He was smoothing his hand over her bottom, admiring the soft, plump globes. He drew his hand back and swatted one cheek firmly with the palm of his hand, his cock twitching at the loud crack when his palm met her flesh.



“Oh!” Hermione turned to look at him over her shoulder, but he was busy admiring the bright red palm print now beginning to mar her pale skin. He took his cock in hand and began pushing into her from behind, the angle allowing him to go deeper, to hit just the right spot inside her when he began his slow and even thrusting again.



“Damn but it feels so good to fuck you…” He smacked her ass again, surprised and delighted when he felt her tighten around him and crown his erection with a hot wash of fluid. “I knew you would enjoy it.” He chuckled, thrusting harder into her, hard enough that the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed in the room. She was moaning in earnest, pressing back into him as she cried his name over and over again.



“Lucius, please!” He slapped her ass again and she tightened around him like a vise, throwing her head back and shouting as the orgasm crashed over her. He pounded into her harder and faster until he was filling her to overflowing with his semen, collapsing over her back as he struggled to draw breath into his lungs. She reached one small hand up to cup the back of his head where it rested against the back of her shoulder. Lucius wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back into his lap as he flopped back onto the cushion.



“Well, I can’t say I was expecting that.” He said, kissing the side of her neck and her shoulder.



“Surprises keep you young.” Hermione reached for his shirt where it was draped over the back of the sofa and pulled it on.



“Either that or they will give me a coronary.” He joked as he fastened his trousers. “So you’re just going to take my shirt and leave me here half naked?” He asked when she stood and fastened the silk shirt. She looked up and smiled.



“Yes. I’m going to bed, so you can visit with your friend.” She leaned down and kissed him softly. “Good night, my love.” She left him alone, shirtless and sweating on the sofa staring after her.



My love? She had never called him that before. She never called him by any sort of endearments to be honest. Maybe she cared more for him than he thought.



“If you are naked please cover up, I’m almost to the room.” Severus called from the hall as he rounded the corner and entered the media room. “Oh, its just you….I was hoping I would find her sitting here topless.”



“You will never see my wife naked in any way if I can help it you ass.” Lucius laughed. He couldn’t be offended; he knew Sev was just trying to get a rise out of him.



“What have we here?” Severus leaned down and picked up the lacy bra Hermione had left on the floor. His eyes went to the pile of her clothing laying in front of the sofa and his brows lifted. “Looks like she really enjoyed that Happy Meal.”



“Give me that.” Lucius snatched the bra from Severus and balled it up with the rest of her clothes and sent the stuff to the laundry with a snap of his fingers. “Do not handle my wife’s underwear, it….annoys me.”



“For someone who claims he isn’t in love, you are awfully possessive.”



“She’s my wife Severus, not some trollop I’m playing with, of course I’m possessive.” Lucius frowned.



“If you say so. What are we going to do tonight?” He asked, rubbing his hands together in anticipation of a long weekend of revelry.



“How about a nice old bottle of my father’s fire whiskey and maybe a game?” Lucius asked.



“You are on!” Severus smiled excitedly.