Sensuality's Slaves

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: As this is a romance between Lucius and Hermione, there will be no explicit sex scenes between two of the same sex. There will, however be hints of it. Just wanting to let everyone know. There will be an intimate scene between Hermione and Severus this chapter... Because Lucius deserves it... But relax... There is a surprise near the end...
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Chapter 3 - Pleasure’s Pain

The next morning, Hermione was sitting in the library, nursing a cup of coffee and staring again out the window into the garden. When Narcissa entered the room, she moved to sit in the chair across from her. “Good morning, Caramel. Did you sleep well?”

Hermione smiled at Narcissa’s endearment but continued to gaze out the window as she answered. “I slept. I suppose that counts for something.”

The elder witch watched Hermione curiously. “You aren’t regretting our little display last night, are you?” She felt a pain of worry even as she asked. She had truly enjoyed what they had done, but something had told her that Hermione had not really put her heart in it.

When the young woman turned her eyes to Cissa she saw the pain reflected in them. “I’m sorry, Cissa. It isn’t that at all. I loved what we did. I’m just a little preoccupied this morning, that’s all.” Her gaze moved back to the window and she bit her lip, determined not to let herself cry.

Narcissa shook her head, “Is it because you will have to let Severus touch you now?” When Hermione looked back to her friend with a gaze filled with alarm, she nodded “Oh, yes. We heard your little lover’s quarrel.” She laughed bitterly. “Would that I ever had the power to ignite such passion within my husband the way that you can.”

Hermione’s jaw dropped before she responded. “It is not his passion I ignite, but his fury!” Setting her cup down angrily, she growled, “I don’t think he really likes our arrangement.” Her eyes searched Cissa’s face. “Do you think he would rather be in Azkaban? I mean, he obviously doesn’t enjoy any time spent with me.”

Narcissa chuckled, “Oh yes he does, dear. Actually, I think he isn’t quite sure how to handle his growing obsession for you.”

Hermione raised an eyebrow. “What obsession? I see no obsession.” She shrugged casually. “ He hates me, pure and simple.”

The blond witch laughed and shook her head. “Right. That is the reason for the fire that glows in his eyes when he watches you.” When Hermione tilted her head in confusion, she explained, “You honestly don’t see how his eyes never leave you when you are in the same room? He can’t help but watch your every move with the anxious expectation of what may come.”


Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes. “You are teasing me, Narcissa,” she pouted. “And it isn’t kind to treat me this waqy after what we have shared.”

Narcissa smiled and moved to kneel on the floor in front of Hermione. Her eyes twinkled as she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around the other witches waist. “You are a treasure, my love. I am so glad you are with me now.”

Hermione smiled and returned Narcissa’s embrace. “I am too. I enjoy our time together very much!” Suddenly, with a worried expression, she pulled back and looked over the other witches face. “Are you sure that my being with Severus this evening doesn’t bother you? I know you are very fond of him...”

Narcissa placed a finger against Hermione’s lips, stopping her words. “I am fond of Severus. He is, in fact, my favorite toy.” her smile grew. “But I think Lucius needs to see this. Besides,” she sighed. “Severus is an excellent lover, and if I still play with Lucius, you should be able to sample your professor.”

Hermione returned Narcissa’s smile and leaned forward to place a kiss gently to her lips. The kiss deepened and the two chose to enjoy each other for a while before going below to once again torment their men.

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The evening found Lucius once again pacing the floor of the shared common room. Severus had yet to emerge from his rooms and Lucius knew why. He was going to be touching Hermione tonight. He was going to be fondling the witch that Lucius wanted him nowhere near.

From the moment he had Severus had agreed to the terms of their dwelling here, Hermione had never touched the darker wizard. She had never shown any interest in her professor. Instead she had tormented him. Always. Every single evening, she had come to him. Always she was barely dressed. Always within his grasp and always willing to tame the fires she helped to make rage within in him.

She was a vixen. Her long, hip-length hair fell in shimmering curls down her back. Her beautiful cinnamon eyes drove him wild with desire. His hands fisted at the thought of Severus burying his shaft inside her moist heat. It made him furious.

Severus sat relaxed in the chair, watching Lucius with a half smile. When the blond wizard noticed his smile, he stopped and glared at the darker man. At this, Severus simply chuckled. “You really do not like the idea of my taking Mistress Granger this evening, do you?” He rolled his eyes. “Really, Lucius. I fuck your wife all the time and you do not care. It simply surprises me that you would become so obsessed with a Mudbl–,“

Lucius turned on Severus with an angry growl. “Do NOT call her that!”he spat. “I cannot explain my feelings for the witch. I do not understand what they are. I only know that I am unsure that I can survive an evening of your touching her.”

The other wizard watched Lucius resume his pacing for a moment before his eyes went wide. “Good gods! Lucius, are you in love with Mistress Granger?”

Lucius turned to return Snape’s shocked look. For a moment, he was silent, then he asked softly, “I don’t know. Does love feel like this? It is a feeling I am not familiar with.” He shook his head.
“I find myself longing for the little bits of time that she comes to me. I want to be a gentle lover to her, but she only wants me as a submissive. Or she wants me to take her brutally.” He shrugged. “I never minded rough sport before, but with her, it isn’t enough. I want more.”

Severus let his smile come and nodded. “Then, my friend, I feel that I may have the solution to your problem.” Dropping his book on the chair, he left the common room for a moment, only to return a moment later holding out two vials.

Lucius looked at the vials with confusion for a moment before understanding dawned. Reaching out to take the potion in his hands, he asked, “Severus, dare I hope that this?...”

Severus nodded. “Polyjuice potion at it’s finest, my friend.” He smiled widely at the grateful look Lucius gave him. “I think we shall be able to make great use of this potion this evening, don’t you?”

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Hermione followed Narcissa as the two of them made to travel down to the special rooms for Severus and Lucius. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. It wasn’t that she didn’t like Severus. She just didn’t view him in a sexual way.

Now, she had put her foot in her mouth with Lucius. As a result she would have no choice tonight but to touch her once professor in a sexual manner. But not only would she be touching him, he would also be touching her.

She gazed at Narcissa’s backside. She knew the feelings that her friend had for Severus ran deep. A bond had formed between them that Hermione had once wished would form between her and Lucius. But now she was beginning to realize that was a hopeless wish.

She didn’t know what had happened. At first, her desire was simply to punish him in her own way for all the ways he had tormented her when she was younger. Over time, however, she had come to know that he wasn’t as inhuman as she had first thought. He was only a man who had been raised to believe a certain way.

It was true, though. The curse and blessing of life is that you were a product of the morals your parents instilled within you. He had been raised to believe that people such as she were beneath him. Even if he did truly want her, he would never let her know.

When they stepped through the hidden doorway, Lucius and Severus were waiting for them, dressed only in loin-clothes that Hermione had acquired for them at a special Muggle store her own mother had introduced her to. Victoria Secret had a wide array of not only women’s lingerie, but certain things for men as well.

Narcissa looked over the men with a gleam in her eyes. Her eyes settled on Severus and she smiled as their eyes met before moving to sit next to Lucius on the couch. He looked from her to Hermione and she found his expression seemed unfamiliar to her. Her heart sank. He doesn’t even look the slightest bit unhappy at this.

When she looked to Severus, she noticed that the coffee table had once again been transfigured into a feather-down mattress. He stood beside it and looked at her with the barest hint of amusement on his features.

Moving to stand beside him, Hermione let the robe she wore slip from her shoulders and fall to her feet. As she stepped clear of it, she noticed her professor’s manhood was already beginning to come to life. Obviously, he didn’t find the act as distasteful as she did.

Forcing herself to relax, she took the hand he offered her and let him lead her to the mattress. Glancing at Lucius and Narcissa, she noted that the two of them were already beginning to pet each other as they watched her and Severus.

Of course, you silly girl! she chided herself. When you told him you would do Severus you had to know he won’t believe you did, unless he was able to watch. Severus pushed her gently back onto the bed and moved slowly, kissing a path from her cheek, down her neck to her breasts.

Using his tongue, he licked a trail between her breasts from nipple to nipple. Sucking each nipple so that she released a moan of desire even as she imagined it was Lucius touching her instead of Snape. His hand trailed between her thighs and he let his fingers trace the folds of her feminine core.

Tears glistened in Hermione’s eyes as she felt her body responding to the sensation. Her teeth sank into her bottom lip and she tilted her head back as the kisses continued down her stomach. He traveled lower still, drawing a gasp as he began to touch her in ways Lucius never would.

Giving herself over to the feeling, she reached down to run her fingers through his hair. Her hands met with longer hair than she had expected and she found herself leaning up to look. A gasp of shock escaped her as she saw Lucius, not Severus kneeling between her legs. His grey eyes held hers as he licked at her folds even as his fingers pushed into her core. After tonguing the nub that was filled with sensation, he bit it lightly before sucking on it. Crying out, she nearly came right then as she realized what had happened.

Looking over to Narcissa, she saw that Severus was doing much the same thing to Narcissa, leaving her as breathless as Hermione felt. Closing her eyes, she fell back on the mattress as Lucius climbed up and settled his shaft between her legs.

With one violent thrust, he filled her and began to move within her. When she began to feel the stirring within her core, he moved a hand to rub a thumb over her clit as he thrust deeper within her still.

“Mine,” he growled. When her startled eyes looked into his again, he repeated. “Mine!” Each thrust became more pronounced as he began moving faster. “I am your slave willingly, Hermione.” He moved his hips in a slow round motion before thrusting deeply into her again, drawing forth another cry of ecstasy from her.

He abandoned verbalization as the two of them began to feel the orgasms building within them. She grasped him closer, wrapping her legs around his hips, opening herself to him. As they came, he claimed her mouth in a kiss that drove her over the edge.

Later as they lay in each others arms, he repeated what he had said while they had been in the throws of passion. “Mine...” As he spoke, he began rubbing her mound again, drawing a moan fromher.“I entered into this imprisonment of my own free will, Hermione.” He said quietly. “At first, it was because I was simply afraid of Azkaban. But I began to enjoy the time we spent together.”

She turned into his embrace and her eyes held his. He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose. “You can be the Dominant one in our relationship.” He smirked. “I can allow that. You can even pursue a relationship with my wife. I can deal with that too. But...” he began rubbing her clit again making her arch her back and close her eyes. “As I am your slave, I wish to be the only cock you take.”

Her eyes flew open at his demand and he smiled. “You can play with your little torture devices... You can drive me to insanity with want of you... But you must let me be the only man you take.” She smiled at his words, but remained silent. “In return, I will be your eternal... willing... slave.”

Hermione wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He returned her kiss and for the first time in all the many times they had touched each other, she really felt his emotion tied to the kiss. When they broke apart, she smiled and ran a finger down his cheek. I will always have a bond with Narcissa. But that “Wanna know a secret?” When he nodded, she whispered. “Yours is the only cock I ever wanted anyway...”

From the couch, the other two lovers watched and shared a secret smile. When Severus leaned down to kiss Narcissa, he asked, “Are you accepting of this arrangement?”


Narcissa nodded. “Yes, my love. I am thrilled with tonight’s outcome. I am happy for the two of them.”

Severus let an eyebrow rise as he asked. “Even though it is your lady lover and your husband that are making the pair?”

Narcissa smiled and ran a finger down his chest. “Lucius and I were never in love, Severus. In my heart, you are the husband I always wanted.”

Severus smiled. “Good, because I feel the same way Lucius does. I want to be the only man you take.” A wicked smile broke his usually stern face.”

“What?” Narcissa asked softly at the look in his eyes.

Severus leaned down and whispered in her ear. “Well, If you and Hermione are going to continue as lovers, would Lucius and I still be allowed to watch? We rather agreed that was something that we both found acceptable to this arrangement the four of us have...”

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Fin*

A/N: Okay... I said at the beginning that I only wanted this to be a short story... a little longer than a one-shot, but not a huge storyline either. I have never written a story like this before and I must confess to the people that like slash or femslash... this is probably as close as you will ever see to the real thjing from me. I just don’t have that much of a knack for it. Anyway, if you took the time to read and review this story, then I want to thank you. This was just a wild idea I had and I followed it. It was kinda fun, but I really want to dedicate myself to the two other stories I am working on actively right now. Mirror’s Reflection and Dare to Dance. (I know... there are a few other stories that are sitting in the sidelines now as well, but I just have to listen to my muse and direct the attention where she leads me for the moment.)