The Favor

A/N: This is the last chapter. I know it's a short story, but this was an exchange story. I hope everyone enjoys it. Thank you to all my reviewers!

“Stop, I can't, not like this,” Hermione said as she backed away.

“Sorry, I don't have a bottle of firewhisky to help,” he said angrily.

Hermione was outraged at his statement. “What! Are you saying that I need to be drunk in order to be aroused?”

“Maybe just with me,” he said sarcastically.

“Trust me; I don't need to be drunk to be aroused by you.” Hermione gasped, “Did I say that out loud?”

Lucius smiled. “That's good to know.”

Hermione sighed. “I'm just little out of sorts, by the fact, that we are locked in a room, surrounded by scary looking things.”

Lucius raised an eyebrow. “I take it you never explored bondage in the bedroom?”

“No!” she yelled, and then her shoulders slumped at bit. “Okay, maybe a little. But I never used anything that resembles the things on the wall.”

“Let me guess, a few silk ties on the bedpost?” he said, as he gently grabbed her throat. “There is so much more to explore,” he whispered in her ear.

“I don't like giving up my free will,” Hermione whispered. His actions were turning her on a bit and it scared her.

Lucius shook his head and released her throat. “That is not what bondage is about.”

Hermione furrowed her eyebrows. “It's not?”

“No, it's about trust. Let me show you,” he said, as he came up behind her again, and started kissing her neck.

She didn't pull away from his advances but she was still unsure. “I... I don't know.”

“Don't worry; you are perfectly safe with me.”

“Easy for you to say,” she sighed and gave in to his ministrations. “At least I will remember it this time around.”

Lucius stopped kissing her. “I have a confession to make. We never actually had sex that night.”

Hermione pushed away from his grasp and turned to face him. “What!”

“We came back to the manor and I did play the piano for you. Things did get a little heated on top of the piano, but when we got to the master bedroom, you passed out before anything could happen.”

“You had me believe that I slept with you. How could you do that?” Hermione said, pacing.

“I never actually said that we had sex,” Lucius said calmly.

Hermione eyes flashed with anger. “Well what was I suppose to think when we woke up naked together? If we didn't do anything, why was I naked?”

“Because you stripped and threw your clothes everywhere.”

Hermione cheeks flushed red. She was even more embarrassed now than before. “We didn't?”

“No. It was tempting; you have a very delectable body. It was very hard to be a gentleman.”

“If you were a gentleman, you would have not slept in the same bed with me,” Hermione pointed out.

“I'm still a man,” he said darkly.

“I...”

“Hermione, we are not going to get out of here by you arguing with me.” Lucius moved to the wall and took a thick piece of leather off it.

Hermione backed away a bit. “What are you doing?”

“Taking command. Turn around,” he said, in a dominating voice.

She hesitated for a moment but complied, almost as if she was in a trance. He tied the piece of leather over her eyes. “Now, let see if that helps you get in the mood,” he purred in her ear.

Lucius hesitated, something just occurred to him. “Hermione, I can't do magic here, I don't have a way to protect you against...”

“I take a monthly potion,” she said, touched he cared for her.

Lucius relaxed at that news. “Good, now we can begin,” he said, as he slowly unbuttoned her beige silk shirt, sliding it off her shoulders. He sucked in his breath when he saw her white lace bra. “Beautiful,” he breathed as he took off the very feminine garment.

Hermione admitted that being blindfolded added a bit of excitement, she was getting very turned on by Lucius slowly undressing her.

He unzipped her black pencil skirt and let it pool on the floor. He hooked a finger in her matching white lace knickers and pulled them down, kissing the underside of her knee at the same time. He leaned her back against him. He ran his hand over her body, pinching her nipples, causing her to gasp. He slid his hand down and grazed her clit. Hermione moaned and arched her back to get more contact.

“You are already very wet,” he purred. “You are enjoying this more then you lead on. I thought I was going to have to use force.” He dipped a finger in her and slowly pumped in and out.

Hermione let out another moan, much louder than the last one. “Damn, that feels good,” she said.

Lucius withdrew and a small sound of protest escaped Hermione's lips. Lucius did not say a word as he walked her towards the padded bench. He placed her hands on the edge and bent her over a bit. “Stay right there.” Hermione heard him quickly strip out of his clothes.

He walked over to the wall again and selected a leather flogger. “I am going to use something on you. If, at any time, you want me to stop use the word cantaloupe. It will be our safe word,” he told Hermione.

“Okay,” Hermione said nervously as she braced herself for the whip she was sure he was going to use.

Lucius brought the flogger down on her back. Hermione felt the buttery straps on her back, there was no pain, as she was expecting, only excitement. Each time Lucius brought the flogger down on her body she got wetter and wetter. She never once thought about using the safety word.

Lucius was very pleased at this turn of events. He thought Hermione would have said the safe word by now. She was enjoying this whip very much.

“Lucius please, I need more,” Hermione pleaded.

Lucius dropped the whip, lifted her up his arms, placed her face up on the table and climbed on top of her. Hermione felt Lucius hard erection against her body. “I want to play a game with you,” he said.

“What kind of game?” Hermione asked a little nervously.

“A guessing game,” he said, as she slid down her body and kissed her stomach.

“A what?” she said huskily, she didn't want to stop kissing her body.

“I am going to run various items down your body and you need to guess what it is. If you guess right, I will reward you. If you guess incorrect you will be punished,” Lucius said as he gently cuffed her ankles.

Hermione gasped. “What are you doing?”

“Shh, I don't want you to cheat, so I am cuffing you to the table.”

“I'm not sure if I want to be cuffed.”

“You will enjoy it. Trust me.” He cuffed her hands, gave her a light kiss on the lips, then went to a small cabinet in the corner. He opened in up to see what was inside. Lucius was amazed at the condition of the items he saw. Everything looked brand new. He selected a feather and went back to the table. Hermione was shaking a bit.

“Relax, I'm not here to hurt you, I am going to give you much pleasure.”

Hermione relaxed, she had nothing to be nervous about, but she was not use to being restrained. “I trust you,” she said.

Lucius smiled at her and lightly ran the feather over her body. Hermione chuckled at bit in some places as the feather tickled her. “It's a feather,” she stated.

“Very good. Now your reward.” He leaned over her body, took a nipple in his mouth and lightly bit. Hermione screamed out in pleasure.

“If you keep making those sweet noises this game is going to end early.” Lucius went back to the cabinet and pulled out a fur-covered paddle. He made his way back to Hermione. He doubted that she would guess what this was. He ran the fur paddle over her breasts first, and then let it travel down her stomach and across her mound.

Hermione was lost in the sensation. She could tell it was fur but had no idea that the object was. “It's covered in fur.”

“But what is it?”

She tried to think but her mind could not figure it out.

“Time's up. You did not guess, so now I have to punish you.” He easily rolled her to her side, as much as the cuffs would allow, and used the paddle smacking her bum several times. Hermione cried out, but never used the safe word. Lucius could smell her arousal.

He rolled Hermione on her back again and went to the cabinet one last time. This time he donned a pair of leather gloves. The minute he put his gloved hands on her body Hermione started moaning in pleasure.

“G-gloves, leather gloves,” she moaned. She always loved the feel of leather gloves on her body. Everywhere he touched, he left a burning tail of desire.

“I see you like me wearing gloves. I will have to remember that. You have a bit of a kinky side, Miss Granger.” He slipped his gloved his hands further down, grazing her clit. She almost came. He released her legs and hands and quickly climbed on the bench with her. He touched her face, caressing her lips and throat.

“Please, I need you,” Hermione begged.

Lucius took off her blindfold. “I know you do. I need you too,” he said softly as he entered her. Hermione arched her back. “I love it when you move your body like that.” He slowly moved inside of her.

Her hands ran down his back, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He sped up his pace. He was enjoying the feel of her. He loved all the sounds she was making, she was not afraid to express herself. He sped up, and ran his gloved hands down her body. She screamed with pleasure.

“Faster please, I am so close,” Hermione moaned.

He upped his pace... he was also very close. He kissed her, his tongue begging for entrance. He massaged her clit with his hand. The feeling of the leather on her clit drove her over the edge. She screamed her release taking Lucius with her.

Suddenly the door swung opened and Severus, Draco, and Tippy were all standing in the doorway.

Lucius saw them first and was shocked to see all three of them. Hermione gasped in horror and embarrassment.

“Wow! Hermione, you are one hot witch,” Draco said eyes wide as saucers. “I think my father is off the market,” he said as he left the room with Tippy.

Hermione let out a cry and covered her face with her hands.

Severus stood there in shock. “I think I will never look at you two the same way again.”

“Like you haven't thought about it, old friend,” Lucius whispered.

“What?” Hermione said in confusion.

Severus looked away, his cheeks growing slightly pinker.

“Lucius, what is going on?” Hermione demanded.

Lucius smiled, still looking at Severus. “You, my dear, have been the subject of many late night, conversations.”

Hermione furrowed her eyebrows. “You had nothing better to talk about?”

Lucius smiled down at her, he was still embedded inside of her. She felt him twitch; she let out a low moan. Severus' head whipped back around to the couple in the room.

Lucius whispered in Hermione's ear, “Just this once?”

Hermione bit her lip then turned to Severus, who was walking away, “Wait, Severus, why don't you join us?” She held out her hand for him. Hermione had always had a little crush on Severus. If Lucius didn't mind, she might as well indulge herself.

Severus shook his head, “Not in that room.”

Hermione nodded in agreement.

“Meet us in the master bedroom,” Lucius said to Severus. He slipped out of Hermione and gathered her in his arms, gathered their clothes and wands, and Apparated them to his bedroom, where Severus was waiting for them.

“Took you two long enough,” Severus said.

Lucius deposited Hermione in the center of the big bed. “Now, now Severus, if you want a turn you have to be nice.”

“I believe the naked women on the bed gets a say, gentleman,” Hermione said seductively, and crooked her finger at Severus.

He wasted no time stripping off his clothes, climbing into bed, and covering her with his body. He gently kissed her at first, then less restrained. His hands ran down her body, caressing her, memorizing her. This may be his only chance with her and he wanted to enjoy it.

Lucius watched them, letting them enjoy each other, before he joined in.

Severus broke away from her mouth, and kissed his way down her body, biting and sucking on her nipples, and squeezing her breasts. He kissed every part he could, and when he reached her neatly trimmed mound. “I'm going to enjoy this,” he said as he dove in and tasted her.

Hermione cried out at the sensation, a hand raked through his hair, scratching at the scalp. She turned her head toward Lucius, she held out her other hand, he stepped closer and she grasped his hard erection, squeezing. She licked her lips and stared hungrily at him. He climb on to the bed and straddled her chest. She took his hard member into her mouth. Lucius threw his head back in ecstasy, “Damn, that feels good. You're full of surprises, Hermione.” Hermione would have said something but at the moment, her mouth was full of hot wizard.

“I need to feel what it's like to be in this hot little witch,” Severus said, all of a sudden. It took Hermione by surprise. Lucius slipped out of her mouth, “Alright.”

They switched position, Severus lay down on the bed and Hermione straddled him. “I think I like this position,” she said as she grabbed his hard member and slammed down, smirking a bit the expression that appeared on his face.

“You are an amazing witch, Hermione,” Severus moaned.

“Yes, she is,” Lucius said as he leaned Hermione closer to Severus. He ran a finger down her spine and stopped at her tight opening.

“Wait, what are you doing?” Hermione asked, stopping her movements.

“I take it you have not done this before?”

Hermione looked over her shoulders in shock, “No.”

“You will enjoy it, trust us,” Severus said as he grabbed her and started kissing her again, distracting her from what Lucius is doing.

Lucius picked up his discarded wand and whispered a spell. Hermione felt a nice warm wet sensation in her ass.

She tensed up when she felt Lucius hard member pushing forward. “Relax, Hermione. If you resist it will hurt,” he said as he reached over and pinched her nipples.

Severus brushed her clit with his finger, massaging it, getting her to relax. Hermione moaned and sped up her movements giving into Severus' ministrations. Lucius easily entered Hermione.

Hermione's jaw dropped, she never felt so full in her life. Lucius pulled her head back up her hair; she found it was very arousing.

“I see you like your hair being pulled. You have a bit of a submissive side, I can't wait to explore that with you,” Lucius said as he licked the shell of her ear.

“This feels incredible, I had no idea,” Hermione said. They both moved in and out of her at the same pace. Hermione was lost in the sensation of her two lovers. Faster they went, moaning and panting until all three screamed out at the same time, clasping into a tangled sweaty heap on the bed.

“This is not going to be a onetime thing!” Hermione said, still panting as Lucius rolled off her and moved beside her, holding her tightly.

Lucius and Severus both looked at her shocked. “I hope that not just the sex talking,” Severus said.

“No, it is definitely not, the sex talking. Okay maybe a little,” she said with a laugh.

“I think we could arrange that,” Lucius said. “But not all the time. She is mine.” Lucius didn't have to say it, Severus knew.

Hermione let out a big yawn. “Rest now,” Lucius said to her. “We have much to talk about later.”

Hermione quickly fell asleep from the night's activities. Lucius and Severus followed her soon after.

*~*~*~*

Word got around fast, thanks largely to Draco, and the gossiping employees at the Ministry, that Hermione and Lucius were now lovers. Thankfully, Severus' name was left out of the gossip. Within a week, most of the questionable letters that Lucius had forwarded to the Ministry had stopped coming. After two weeks, and some convincing by both Hermione and Severus, Lucius agreed to go out in public with Hermione.

“Lucius stop looking around, you are making me nervous,” Hermione said.

“I almost feel as if I am being hunted.” Lucius gritted through his teeth.

“Stop it. Nobody is around; it's a quiet day in Diagon Alley.”

“A little too quiet,” he huffed.

Hermione agreed it was eerily quiet. “Come on Severus is waiting for us.” Hermione took his hand and they walked towards the soon-to-be potions shop.

They reached the storefront. “See nothing happened. The news got around that we are now a couple, and you are off the market.”

“Maybe you're right. It is a relief; I hated living like a prisoner in my own home. It will be nice to finally take you out like you deserve.” He leaned down and kissed her lips, and that is when the stunner hit Hermione in the back!

“He's mine, bitch!”

It was a weak stunner, whoever had cast it was not very good. It didn't render Hermione unconscious, but she did hit the ground. Everything happened so fast that Lucius did not have time to catch Hermione before she fell.

“You don't deserve him!” the women said, screaming down at Hermione.

Lucius had pulled out his wand, aiming at the psycho women who attacked Hermione. There was yelling coming from behind him. Severus, Harry and Ron were running with their wands drawn. The women looked up briefly, Hermione took advantage of her distraction and grabbed her ankle yanking has hard as possible. The women fell to the ground, knocking the wind out of her. Hermione quickly stood up, grabbed the women's wand out of her hands and drew her own, pointing it at the women's throat. She was a petite witch with long black hair. “Now, who the hell are you?”

“The future Mrs. Malfoy,” the women said confidently at Lucius.

Lucius ignored the women. “Are you all right, Hermione?” he asked concerned.

“Yes, I'm fine, just got the wind knocked out of me. Thank goodness she doesn't know how to cast a proper stunner.”

Harry and Ron came up and hauled the woman to her feet. Both had their wands trained on her. “What is your name?” Harry demanded.

Severus stood next to Hermione, and Lucius kept his wand on the woman.

“Belinda,” she said with a malice tone at Harry. “Belinda Gibbs.”

Severus and Lucius looked at each other and shook their heads neither recognized the name.

“Well, Miss Gibbs, you are under arrest, for assault!” Ron said angrily.

“She is one of the three girls that attacked me the other day, but other than that I have no idea who she is,” Lucius said, after getting a better look at her face.

Another Auror appeared. “I'll take it from here, Harry.”

“Thank you, Justin,” Harry said. The Auror Apparated away with the snarling Belinda Gibbs.

“I'm going to go and see what I can find out about her,” Ron said.

“Someone will be back to get your statements,” Harry said and then followed Ron.

Lucius held Hermione close. “Are you sure you are okay? Maybe we should go...”

“I'm fine; she would have done more damage if she had shoved me. That was the weakest stunner I have ever felt.”

“She was a bloody imbecile. Attacking an unarmed witch will get her thrown in Azkaban,” Severus said.

“Something tells me that she will end up at St. Mungo's instead. She is delusional!” Hermione commented.

“So much for a quiet day in Diagon Alley,” Lucius commented, shaking his head.

“Let's put all this unpleasantness behind us,” Hermione said and turned to Severus. “Severus, I would love to see how you are going to set up your new shop. Shall we go in,” she said as she made her way to the store.”

Severus whispered to Lucius, “You don't deserve her, Lucius. She was just attacked by an insane admirer of yours and she shrugs it off like nothing happened.”

Lucius raised his eyebrows. “Indeed.”

“Don't let her go,” Severus said to his friend, “because if you do, I will be right there to comfort her.”

“What are you two talking about?” Hermione asked, interrupting the conversation.

Lucius smiled at her and kissed her, “You.”

Severus opened the door. “Come; let me show you my new life.”

The morning's incident at Diagon Alley spread quickly throughout the Wizarding world. There even was a small article in the Daily Prophet, the next morning, which included Lucius, Severus, and Hermione's statement about what happened. The attacker herself, Miss Belinda Gibbs was a orphaned witch who had a very traumatic experience when she was just a small child, that has kept her in Janus Thickey Ward most of her life. There was also a message from Hermione to any other woman who might try to attack her. “Next time I won't be so kind to the attacker.”

The next morning Lucius and Hermione were lying in bed together. Lucius read the article aloud. “Maybe I shouldn't have said that last part. People might read it and think it's a challenge,” Hermione said, cringing a bit. “I feel a bit sorry for Belinda. I wonder what she went through that made her into a deranged stalker.”

“I don't know, I'm just glad that she didn't hurt anyone, especially you,” Lucius said.

“I'm fine as long as no one else starts attacking me,” she said, half joking.

Lucius took a deep breath. “Maybe you should move in here with me.”

Hermione was quiet for a moment. “You want me to move in?”

“Yes. I want to share my home with you. I want to wake up in your arms every morning, have breakfast with you. I'm in love with you and I want to spend every moment I can with you.”

Hermione was shocked. She didn't think their relationship would move so quickly. Did she love him? She was quiet for a while.

“If you are not ready, I understand. I just want...”

Hermione put a finger of his lips. “Shh, yes, I will move in. I love you too. I just didn't want to admit how fast things are moving.”

Lucius smiled. “I'm glad that you did.”

“I need to thank Draco, if it wasn't for him, begging me to talk to you, none of this would have happened.” Hermione's eyes widened at her admission.

Lucius sat up. “What? You mean, you were not at The Leaky Cauldron by chance?”

Hermione cringed a bit. “Oops. Sorry. Draco tracked me down and asked me to speak to you as a favor.”

“I think I might need to have a talk with my son. He needs to learn that private conversations are not his business.”

Hermione was confused. “What does that mean?”

“Nothing.”

“Don't tell me, nothing!”

“Draco, must have been listening to the private conversations, Severus and I were having about you.”

“What exactly where you two talking about?”

“I don't even remember we both were intoxicated. Obviously Draco heard the conversation and decided to play matchmaker.”

Hermione started laughing, “He really is just like you. Manipulative, cunning, and a terrific actor.”

“I am not manipulative!”

Hermione laughed. “Yes you are.”

Lucius laughed also. “Maybe just a bit,” he said as he began kissing her. It wasn't long before the kissing turned into more.

Outside the bedroom door, Draco and Tippy both were smiling. “Our plan worked, Master Draco,” the house-elf whispered. “Your father has found someone he can be happy with.”

“Good, now maybe I can finally have a bit of privacy with my relationship,” Draco smiled down at the elf. “That was brilliant of you, moving that box back into place on the nightstand, trapping them in that room. If you hadn't done that they still might be dancing around their feelings.”

“Thank you,” the elf said proudly.

They both started hearing interesting noises coming from the room. Draco blushed a bit. “Let's give them their privacy, something tells me it's going to be an interesting day. I have to look shocked when they tell me the news,” Draco said as they walked away from the door.

The End

A/N: That's it! I hope everyone enjoyed this little tale. Thank you to my beta the lovely Valady!