Diamond in the Rough

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“Bloody Hell Malfoy, if you cut my meat for me one more time, I’ll stab you in the back of the hand with my fork.” Hermione fumed at Lucius.


Lucius pressed his hand on top of hers then leaned over and said in that low silky voice of his, “I’m just trying to help you, my dear. Mind your tone.”


“I’m pregnant Lucius, not disabled.” Hermione sputtered still trying to gain control over her plate.


“You’ll be disabled from sitting if you continue to snap at me.” Lucius eyed her warningly.


Hermione squirmed a little in her chair trying to avoid making eye contact with her handsome git of a husband. She tugged her hand out from under his and began to pull her plate back so she could begin eating again.


“Hold on.” Lucius began to spoon more broccoli and peas onto her plate.


“Oh for Gaia’s sake.” She grumbled.


“Now Poppet, you need the nutrients. The folic acid is ideal for you.”


Hermione rolled her eyes. “I think I’ll kill Ginny from ever having given you those pregnancy books.” She leaned back in her chair and watched him. He really was gorgeous she thought, making her almost forgive him for being such a pompous arse. His hair was tied at the nape of his neck, away from his face emphasizing those sculpted features of his. His white shirt was unbuttoned enough to show a very nice portion of hard, enticing chest and he wore a black velvet waistcoat and black linen trousers that hugged his frame to perfection. She squirmed a bit more in her chair, heat pooled low in her body. Maybe there was a better way to manage him. “Lucius, I’ll eat more vegetables but I want dessert tonight.”


“Absolutely not. You know the sugar isn’t good for you.” While he had her plate in front him he decided to finish cutting up her food for her.


She plopped her chin in one hand and drummed her fingers against the tabletop. The idea of eating her meals in her room with the door locked was beginning to hold infinite appeal. “I was thinking of something reasonably healthy Lucius.”


He stopped arranging her plate and looked up at her. “Healthy?”


“For the most part.” She looked at him a mischievous glint in her eye, “Lucius have you ever heard of Cool Whip?”


“Can’t say I have though I do like the sound of it.” Lucius eyes flashed silver and he smirked at her. He looked at her suspiciously, “Is it muggle?”


Her little chin lifted, Gods, he loved that stubborn streak of hers. He hid his smirk.


“And what if it is muggle?” She asked obstinately. She stood up from the table, “You need to grow a pair Lucius. You are going to have to trust me on this but I guarantee you will enjoy my idea. I need to speak to the elves in the kitchen and we can take dessert in our bedroom.” She gave him a very naughty little grin.


“Grow…a…pair?” An elegant eyebrow lifted and haughtiness dripped from every word. Hermione snorted in response and began to walk out of the dining room.


He leaned back in his chair to catch her eye. “I do expect you to come back here and finish your vegetables.” He reminded her.


“Yeah, yeah…” she tossed over her shoulder.


He smiled broadly. His poppet was absolutely glowing at three months and he had never found her lovelier. He adored her little round belly that was beginning to show. He chuckled; their dessert would undoubtedly involve a fair amount of bed play. Her pregnancy seemed to have kicked up her sexual drive. She was becoming quite creative in devising new ways to have her way with him, not that he minded. She could have him anyway her little heart desired.


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She looked at herself in the floor length mirror within her walk in closet. She was beginning to show a rounded little bump. She smiled and ran her hands lovingly over her tummy. She loved the idea of platinum blond little boy or little girl or maybe both running around the manor.


“Poppet?”


“I’ll be right there.” She belted her soft pink silk robe taking another quick look into the mirror, she piled her hair on top of her head with a gold clip; tendrils of ringlet curls framed her face. She gave herself a brief nod and quickly made her way towards him. When she entered the bedroom, she saw a large tray of delectable fruits, candies, syrups and at her request, Cool Whip topping on the small table next to the chaise. ‘Lovely,’ she thought rubbing her hands together; she turned to see Lucius watching her from the bed. He raised one eyebrow at her. She smiled and quickly walked over to him climbing on top of him to straddle him over the covers.


He smiled a little crookedly at her as he ran his hands up her thighs then reached up to tuck one of her wayward curls behind her ear. She smiled lovingly at him, her heart so filled with love for this damned man of hers. She leaned down and pressed her lips to his, plying his mouth with slow sensual flicks of her tongue. He smiled against her mouth then pulled back to gently nip at her neck, sending tingles racing down her spine. She shivered and groaned, shifting slightly on his lap. His fingers kneaded the flesh of her thighs then moved to gently brush then pinch her nipples. Her mouth parted on a gasp and Lucius pulled her head down to his and pressed his lips to hers sliding his tongue inside her mouth to dance sensually with her tongue. They battled briefly for dominance and she won by sucking on his tongue until he groaned. She leaned back smiling sweetly down at him. He lifted his hand to cup her cheek; she pressed her hand over his. She bent down to tease his lips again and silently accioed black leather cuffs from his closet. She pushed his arms above his head and fastened a cuff to each wrist then secured the cuffs to the headboard. Straightening up she smiled wickedly down at him. “Now, I can have my dessert.” She rubbed her hands together with glee.


“Hermione, you know how I feel about your sugar intake.” Lucius admonished her.


“Shush, lean back and enjoy.” Hermione slid off Lucius and pulled her wand from her robe. She levitated both tray and table so it stood next to the bed. She then turned to Lucius and whipped both blanket and sheets off him so she could feast her eyes upon delectable nude perfection.


She walked over to the table and broke off a small piece of milk chocolate then leaned forward and placed the small piece between his lips. He closed his lips catching her fingers within the warmth of his mouth. His tongue flicked across the tip of her finger and she gasped, her gaze locked on his lips. Slowly, she pulled it free, staring at him with growing desire simmering in her gaze. He chewed, letting the taste of the sweet confection fill his mouth. He opened his mouth for another piece. Hermione smirked watched him with both laughter and hunger dancing in her eyes. She turned to the tray and picked up a small bowl of rich, dark chocolate syrup, she waved her wand over the bowl then dipped her finger into the chocolate. She brought her finger to her mouth and slowly sucked her finger clean while giving Lucius a rapacious look.


“Poppet…” he growled.


She smiled, dipped a spoon into the bowl then drizzled the chocolate syrup onto his right nipple. Lucius hissed as the chocolate made contact with his skin. Damn the minx, it was hot enough to sting.


Hermione laughed lightly at his reaction, set the bowl and spoon down. She leaned over and lapped up the cooling chocolate, dragging her teeth over the very sensitive flesh. Lucius groaned, his hips undulating. He pulled at his bound wrists. His cock jutted out hard and thick. Hermione picked up another bowl and scooped a large spoonful of what looked like whipped cream and plopped it over his abused nipple. He let out a small gasp; the whipped cream was cool and calmed his heated skin. She again leaned over and lapped the whip cream from his chest biting gently on the nipple as she licked him clean.


“Gods, woman, you are torturing me, unbind me.”


“Nope.” She smiled and picked up the bowl of chocolate syrup again. Her finger went into the bowl but this time she pressed her chocolate covered finger to his lips. He sucked her finger into his mouth and dragged his teeth lightly along her finger. A wicked flash of silver glinted in his eye. She pulled her finger back and smirked down at him, “You aren’t going to distract me so easily Lucius.”


She waved her wand over the bowl of chocolate syrup then spooned it up and drizzled the hot confection on his left nipple. Hard muscles contracted as the searing liquid hit his chest. Hermione wasn’t worried, though hot enough to sting that’s all the heated chocolate would do. Hermione leaned down to suck and nip at the chocolate until there was nothing left but clean, pinkened skin. She very deliberately moved away from his now weeping cock as he tried to press against her. She picked up the Cool Whip and turned to Lucius.


“Hermione put down that whipped topping and put your mouth on me.”


“Lucius…”


“Now, Hermione!” he growled at her.


“You seem to forget you are bound, my love. Now be a good boy and be quiet.” She smirked at him and plopped the Cool Whip onto his chest. She lapped up the sweet cream and took her time sucking the tight, taut pink bud. She looked up to see Lucius’ head straining back, his eyes tightly closed and a light sheen of sweat beading on his forehead. Perhaps it was time to get down to business.


“Gods, Poppet.” He gasped out and pulled at the cuffs. He was anxious to get his hands on his naughty, teasing little witch.


“Oh take heart Lucius; I am now ready for the main dessert.” She smirked down at him and grasped him. He groaned pushing his hips up to press further into her hand. She picked up the bowl of chocolate and Lucius’ eyes widened. She kissed him lightly, “I’m not that cruel, Lucius.”


This time she didn’t wave her wand to heat the chocolate, she spooned it as is over his tumescent shaft. She set the bowl down and climbed up to sit on his thighs, admiring that beautiful long, thick, chocolate covered cock. She smiled wickedly at him, “This could very well become my most favorite dessert.” He strained against the cuffs that held him, if she didn’t get to work shortly, he would undo his bindings and take over her erotic edible endeavors.


Without further ado Hermione leaned down and ran her tongue up and down his length. She swirled her tongue over the plumy tip, then lapped at the sensitive vein underneath. She took her time to slowly lick and suck the chocolate off him until he was completely clean. She moved further down and nipped at the sac between his thighs drawing it gently into her mouth. She enjoyed the guttural noises he began to make. She moved her hand to the base of his cock then slid her mouth over the head, teasing the slit, nibbling on the sensitive spot just behind the head. She began to move both hand and mouth up and down, working the head and shaft with her tongue. He suddenly stilled then his hips snapped forward. She moved faster, sucking harder until he moaned her name in his release. She lapped at him gently then laid a gentle kiss on the tip. She raised her head to see Lucius gazing down at her, his eyes a glazed, cloudy grey. Smirking a little smugly, she slowly crawled up his body until she could press her lips against his.


When her lips met, his he could taste a hint of chocolate and his own essence. He broke the kiss and flicked one finger, his cuffs opened and he wrapped his arms around her and gently rolled her underneath him. He looked down at her. “How about we work off a bit of that chocolate, hmmm?” He said with a salacious grin on his face, he wiggled his eyebrows up and down at her. Hermione burst out laughing, drew his head to hers, and whispered, “Yes,” against his lips.


He rubbed his cock enticingly along her clit and very wet slit, the head toying with her opening. She ached badly. She wanted to feel his thick girth stretch her. She closed her eyes and whispered, “Lucius…”


In answer, he pressed just the head of his cock into her opening, but his hands held her hips still, not allowing her to slide lower along his length. “Tell me,” his voice low and silky. “Tell me what you want.”


“Oh, oh you, Lucius. Please I want you,” she groaned.


With a growl of pure satisfaction, he pressed forward, stretching her, filling her completely. Pleasure shot through her as he pulled out then pushed in again. He slowly began to thrust in and out of her. She could feel herself begin to quiver as he drove her nearer and nearer to her climax. Hermione whimpered. Lucius leaned down and captured her mouth with his. His tongue marauded her mouth, thrusting in and out of her with the same rhythm as his cock. Every part of her body tensed and he moved his hips just so rocking a cry from her lips and her body shattered into bliss. He moved faster, reveling in the feel of her inner muscles clenching him. He groaned out her name and came long and hard.


They lay pressed against one another until their ragged breathing calmed. Lucius rolled to the side and tucked her snuggly against him, caressing her little baby bump with his big warm palm.

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“I swear Ginny you should never have given him those baby books. He’s driving me out of mind,” sputtered Hermione as she stepped onto Madame Malkin’s dais to have her new set of maternity clothes fitted. She looked at herself a little uneasily in the mirror. “How will this fitting work? I don’t see how she can possibly tell how big I’m going to get.”


“Madame Malkin will charm the robes you’ve picked out to be at various stages of your pregnancy so you can see how the outfit will look at four months, six months, etc… and I take it that the HE is Lucius and HE isn’t driving you crazy in a good way?” Ginny asked smiling a little crookedly as she sat back in Madam Malkin’s pink poufy chair enjoying a glass of champagne.


“Yes, HE is Lucius,” Hermione snapped then she smirked. “He’s driving me crazy in sometimes a good way BUT….” She said quickly as she saw Ginny’s eyes start to dance. “When it’s not good it gets on my last bloody nerve. You wouldn’t believe what he did.” She turned slightly sideways to see how she looked after Madame Malkin charmed the robes as if she were six months along. “Oh my Gods, I’m enormous. At six months I’m going to be a whale.” Hermione exclaimed then pouted as she turned this way and that in her maternity robes. “I think I need to go to a couple of shopping centres in London to get my hands on a pair of maternity jeans while I can still wear them."


Ginny chuckled, “you won’t be a whale, you’ll just be very pregnant. It is not that bad. What did HE do?”


"He actually told the Professor I can’t run anymore practical applications of my potion theories. I’ve been regulated by the two of them back into the Professor’s study to research only." Hermione huffed. “I’m thinking I might go to Oxford Street, I was originally thinking New Bond but it is really expensive.”


“’Well if you think about it, it probably is a good idea, given some of your ingredients are pretty volatile.” Ginny shook her head smiling, when Hermione got wound up she had a tendency to bounce from topic to topic.


“Don’t you start.” Hermione glared at her friend


Ginny held up her hands, “You already know what you need to do ‘Mione, you just don’t like being told what to do.”


“YES, that’s it exactly! I would have made the choice myself but he is constantly telling me what to eat, when to sleep. It’s bloody aggravating.” Hermione huffed.


“I think we should go to both streets. It will also be good to get you out of the manor! You can show me where you get your tarty undergarments...” Ginny smirked up at her friend.


“You are quite right. We need girl time. Do you think Harry will be able to manage without you?


“Harry will manage just fine.”


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“You know you shouldn’t be in here Hermione.” Severus Snape said in his low, dark voice without looking up from his cauldron. His black eyes fixed upon his potion.


Hermione blew air through pursed lips counting to ten slowly so she wouldn’t start yelling at the professor.


Snape looked up and smirked at the stormy expression across her face. “Lucius will have my head if he knew I had let you in my laboratory while I was brewing. You and I both know all too well it is never a good idea to get on Lucius Malfoy’s bad side.”


Waving her hand dismissively, Hermione frowned. “Yes, yes, I know. I’m not actually in your laboratory, I’m in the doorway and I did come in here for a reason.”


Snape looked at her and cocked his eyebrow, waiting.


“You’ve an owl.” She crossed her arms and stood up on tiptoe to see what he was brewing.


He smirked at her, “You know it’s times like these that I wonder why you were considered the brightest witch of your age. Take whatever it has brought and send it on its way.”


“I would normally do that Severus but this missive demands a reply. The bird will not go away until you respond to whatever has been sent to you.”


Bloody Hell,” he stood up scowling and put his work in stasis with a wave of his wand. Both he and Hermione returned to his study where a little brown owl was waiting on his large oak desk.


Severus looked down at the envelope with the ministry seal and made no move to pick it up.


“Severus?” Hermione enquired. He glanced over at her looking somewhat resigned. “Do you know what it is?” She asked softly and a little hesitantly.


“I’ve a fair idea and it appears I won’t be able to keep pushing this off.” He slowly opened the envelope to read the missive. Hermione came around the desk to glance around him. Her eyes widened, ‘Oh no, it looked like an appointment had been set up for the professor to come in and take the matrimonial matching test.’


“You said you’ve been pushing this off? How have you been pushing off your appointment at the ministry exactly?” Hermione was puzzled.


“If you do not open the ministry sealed envelope, you are considered not officially notified.”


“You’ve got to be kidding me. How in the Hell did you figure that out?” Hermione was shocked, if she had known that at the time she had received her ministry missive she might have done the same thing.


He looked over at her, “Simple observation and no, it wouldn’t have worked for you because Lucius was Hell-bent to marry you quickly.”


“How did you know what I was thinking?” She asked shocked.


“You’ve a very expressive face.” He smiled slightly then sighed.


He sat heavily down into his desk chair. He looked up at Hermione then scowled when he saw the look on her face. Just as she opened her mouth, he interjected, “Don’t you dare tell me that it will work out for the best Granger.”


Hermione eyes widened then she closed her mouth. Smirking she said, “its Malfoy.”


“Whatever.” Snape waved his hand dismissively. Hermione leaned a hip against the side of the desk and they both looked at the little brown owl patiently waiting to take an answer back to the ministry.


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A/N: Please review!

I’m so sorry my wonderful readers and reviewers. I got hit with a really nasty cold/flu. I find it pretty difficult to write super smutty sex scenes when I don’t feel so good! I’m doing MUCH better. We are about ramping down with this story. I really only have a few chapters left…..


Scary Bear Hair: Chapter 13, She does LOVE to be spanked, Lucius is very well aware that Hermione has a bit of a devious side much to his delight! I am honored that you love my smut, coming from you that's especially wonderful! Oh Honey thank you so much for reviewing!

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Voracious Reader: Hey Hun, not diabetically, wouldn't suit Severus Snape if it was too syrupy! The Malfoy hellions won't be able to get away with much. Kids grow so fast...sigh....

LiteraryBeauty: I've been eye-balling the Vanity Fair movie on Netflix with Reese Witherspoon. I can check out the book! I LOVE imperfect heroines! I'm so glad you liked the last chapter! I think they may look like Lucius but Hermione's got some pretty strong genes too! We'll see!

Scary Bear Hair: Chapter 14, Have you found what he keeps in his toy box yet? (I grin mischieviously!) I'm wanting to write so the readers can visualize what's happening, hopefully I'm able to accomplish that just a little.... Thank you so much for reviewing, man, chapter by chapter. You'll find Lucius thrives in being dominant!

twinsie: It does make it sound like he's underwear! BBD is definitely close to BVD. Wonderboy LOL, that's funny! I like Severus Snape being alive, makes him way more fun to play with!

margaritama: Hey Sweetie - not only did they attempt the baby making they succeeded! It took! Whooppeee! Sev needs some loving. THANK YOU, THANK YOU! My dear! For all those reading this, Margaritama is the bomb at Beta'ing

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Scary Bear Hair: Chapter 15, Ginny is Hermione's voice of reason, they have a very close relationship and Ginny can help Hermione navigate her feelings through unchartered waters. Draco is pleased his dad has found love. Thank you for your lovely review!

Qui: Hey Hun, Lucius would make excellent babies, course I'd just rather lock him in a room with me and just practice the whole baby making thing...SQUEEEEE!!! I cried at commercials on TV when I was pregnant, it was pathetic!

Scary Bear Hair: Chapter 16 - You were definitely on a reading roll! Yes, I personally think Lucius in any kind of leather is a good thing, oooh, black leather pants, shirtless, good lord I'm salivating! Thank you, thank you!

jlclark: Hello, I'm so glad you like the story. I love the SS/HG ship as well but there's something about Lucius, I want him to run that long hair all over my body!

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Scary Bear Hair: Chapter 17, I couldn't wait to read your reaction on this chapter! Lucius is an extremely lippy bottom! He deserved every smack he got! I'm pleased you are enjoying the story!

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