Champagne Dreams and Caviar Wishes

Later that day Lucius was grading papers in his office when there was a series of taps on the door. At once Lucius knew it was Draco, not that they needed a secret knock... the young man had knocked exactly the same way on his study door at the manor countless times... Draco had always had his little quirks. Lucius swept his eyes quickly around his office to see if there were any Hermione contraband that might have left a trace of their little "lessons" as Lucius enjoyed referring to them as. Reclining in his desk chair Lucius removed his silver framed reading glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose "it's open Draco".

Draco entered his fathers office in his Quidditch robes and with a distressed look on his face. "judging by the look on your face I would say your far from ecstatic about tonight's practice". Draco looked down at his green and silver clad self and adjusted the black silk ribbon holding back his hair, and brushed a long strand of platinum hair that had escaped into his stormy grey eyes "Actually I came to ask some advice of yours".

Lucius face softened, though many people described him as cold and austere he could be quite tender and always had a soft spot for his son, his pride and joy. "Sure, what's on your mind?" Draco shifted in his seat and studied his fathers features, contemplating the best way to go about this without sounding so pathetic he thought.

"I want some advice... about... well about women"
"Draco, you certainly don't need any help getting the attention of any of the witches around here... your a Malfoy... women fall all over you... afraid it's just our burden to bare" Lucius gave his son a playful wink. "Dad, I'm serious... I think I might be in... love" Lucius eyebrows raised in recognition "I had thought as much...you've been acting very strange lately... with your head in a fog". Draco ran his hands through his silken hair "One minute she's hot then another she's cold... it's driving me mad!" as he let out a sigh of frustration. Lucius curiosity was peaked "as much as I don't want to pry into your love life... may I ask the witch's name?"

Draco's breath caught in his throat, not expecting that question and not wanting to lie to his father but desperately needing to buy time he lied his cute little ass of "Well... ummm Im not sure of her name". Lucius, a very skilled mind reader in the muggle and wizard ways knew Draco was lying, simply because he was a father and could read Draco like an open book, Draco would get a twinkle in his eyes as they would dart for the floor. "Bare with me for a second here Draco, you think you are in love with a girl when you don't even know her name?". Draco chastised himself for the stupid situation he got himself in, quickly averting anymore questions from his father, he got down to brass tacks "How could I tell if she loved me back?". Lucius smoothed the collar to his charcoal suite and gave Draco a particularly slytherin stare. "besides asking the young ladies feelings, there are other ways... but women Draco are sometimes more mysterious and illusive than the fastest unicorn, they retreat when you advance and advance when you retreat, such is woman, do not take her retreating from you as anything else than her making you chase her". Lucius paused for effect and noticed Draco still had that haunted and determined look about him "not satisfied?". Draco shrugged his shoulders and hung his head. "Oh Merlin, don't sulk like that... fine, there is a quick fix if you insist" Lucius could identify with the brilliant gleam that graced his sons features, the look of satisfying ones own desires and lusts and it being at the tips of his fingers.

Lucius got up from his desk and in a swish of his robes he went to his private potion stores that looked very much like a liquor cabinet, and had retrieved a small red vial that looked like blood. "it's very similar to veritaserum, but milder and is specialized to work on the emotion centers of the brain, two drops in a drink and your little lass should be spilling her guts to you". Draco raised from his chair, and grinned in appreciation "what's it called and how long does it take to work?". Lucius rolled his eyes "Oddly enough it's named after a muggle wine called Sangria, apparently the potions master who created it was very fond of the drink, and it works almost instantly"

Draco snatched the vile from his father's hand quickly before making for the door and hiding the vile in his robes. "Oh and Draco... do practice a little discretion". Draco was halfway out the door when he mumbled a quick "thanks". Lucius followed behind him to shut the door behind him "well I'm glad we had this little chat too" he said to the air.

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Upon entering the common room Draco started removing all his Quidditch gear from his person, throwing his arm gaurds over the couch, he propped his broom against the coffee table precariously, being an only child and a wealthy only child made Draco a bit careless and messy. Besides the fact that he had planning to do... as in when and where he would slip this potion to Hermione. "Hermione! I didn't see you..." Hermione chucked his arm guard at him playfully "you almost took my head off with that". Hermione took in his appearance with a grateful eye, Just like night and day she thought to herself... a little soft spoken siren at night and big bag slytherin in the morning.

Nothing about him would ever be considered less than ultra masculine in the day light... even his pretty long hair had a boyish charm to it. "and what a pretty head it is... sorry bout' that" as he mussed up her hair. "Im in a bit of a rush" he stated while pulling his quidditch robes over his head and walking to his room. Hermione admired the way his tight little ass fit in those pants and the planes of his back and muscles made her sigh, but something caught her eye that disturbed her, a few large scars stood out among his perfect skin that slashed his way across his broad shoulders and down his back. She thought to herself of the possible bastards that would do that to him and came down to two Lord Voldemort, or the second choice that she didn't want to consider : Lucius Malfoy.

Hermione nestled back into her chair and tried to continue reading her transfiguration book but could not stop thinking about Draco.. particularly his scars. She felt pity, sympathy, she wanted to smother him with get better kisses and mother him. She wanted to suck out all the poison in his life. She was a little shocked at herself for getting herself so worked up until she noticed Draco's things strewn around the room. Hermione set her book down and started picking up Draco's things, she folded his quidditch robes neatly and set them on the coffee table and was picking up his broom when he burst through the door in slacks and a button down, his tie hung around his neck loosely.

He couldn't hide the grin from spreading across his cupids bow lips when he noticed her picking his things up for him... he had never really had anyone dote on him before like this... the house elves took care of everything without being seen and his mother never got her hands dirty... but now his robes seemed to be more important to him because she had folded them.. his arm guards were no longer hunks of leather but something she took her time to place neatly by his shoes. He had to admit it : his heart swelled inside his rib cage... like the grinch's heart once did he mused... when he ran away from his parents to the video section in a upscale store in muggle london... they found him half an hour later glued to that story.

"I could take you flying some time Granger... if you were up for it" noticing the broom in her hand and not realizing what he was blurting out. "Oh I was just... tidying the place up a bit... I'm a bit of a neat freak". Draco looked at her quizzically "Neat - freak?... what is that?". "Oh just a muggle term for someone who has to have everything neat and tidy is all" as she handed him his broom, his hand grazing hers for just a mili second, long enough to send the electricity through both of their bodies. "Here, You look like a rumpled bed... let me fix your tie". She avoided looking into those big grey eyes of his because she knew she would melt so she quickly adjusted his tie and patted his shoulders. "Well. I really have to jet, I"m meeting Harry in the Library in 10 minutes, so I'll see you later then" and with that she picked up her books and headed for the door. "Wait!, I'll walk you to the library if you don't mind the company.. I"m on my way to talk to professor Snape anyways". "Oh ummm... well isn't that a little out of your way?". Draco gathered his book bag up and added "Do you think Potter would mind if I spent some time with my room mate for once?"and gave her a sly wink. "I would enjoy the company very much... thanks". Draco kept a comfortable distance as he walked beside Hermione chatting about there recent Potions assignment, unaware of the pair of cold grey eyes that watched them from a distance.

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(quick note : an obi on a kimono which are worn by men and women, of prostitutes are worn tied in the front and oh for those who have never tried Sangria... heaven in a bottle :) )

Later that night Hermione excused herself from the Library early. She slunk down near the dungeons and carefully opened professor Malfoy's door. To her shock upon entering the room it transfigured itself in a luxurious bedroom, in the middle of his office was a large canopy bed with ebony wood and emerald satin bedding. Lucius was standing at his liquor cabinet/potion stores wearing a long black silk Kimono with a brilliant dragon design on the back. "Right on time Miss Granger, please take a seat on the bed". Hermione kicked her shoes off and hoped on the bed running her hands over the emerald satin sheets "Your Kimono is exquisite, where did you come across it?"

Lucius gave Hermione a sideways glance as he finished mixing the potions he was working on "Kyoto, where the best Kimono are to be found, as well as the best silk on earth". Hermione pushed herself further up on the bed and removed her jacket, she lounged on the bed watching Lucius intently "your Obi is tied in the front professor... will I have to be paying you for tonight's little exchange?" "Ah Miss Granger, you truly are a bright witch... cultured... with a rather sharp eye for detail... I might just have to keep you, and I assure you tonight's pleasures are free of charge... I'm not a common prostitute as my obi may suggest".

Lucius sauntered over to the bed with two glasses of Sangria he quickly conjured up (muggle wine not the potion) and handed one to Hermione. "Sir, its a serious crime to serve alcohol to minors back home" as she took the glass and sipped it delicately. Lucius took a long swallow of his sangria, emptied the glass and set it on the nightstand, Hermione had a flash back of when Draco emptied the champagne bottle and smirked inwardly. "well my little witch... you may have noticed you are a far way from home" Lucius placed his hands on the bed flanking Hermione and leaning in to kiss her neck. "live a little and down that glass like a good girl Miss Granger". Hermione knew she was getting in over her head but did as she was told.

Her face flushed and she became very light headed but the most wonderful feeling crept over her skin, every sensation became enhanced and softened at the same time. Lucius took the glass from her and licked her lips to taste the Sangria, throwing the glass over his shoulder, Hermione giggled and fell back onto the bed with a bounce but was cut short when Lucius roughly shoved his hands up her skirt and grabbed at her white satin panties, pulling them down with one violent thrust. Hermione whimpered and recoiled from him. Lucius smirked and brought them to his face, brushing them past his lips while he took in her scent, he stuffed them into the pockets of his kimono.

"there is no use in guarding yourself against me, besides it would not serve me to hurt you... now come over here" As Hermione crawled back across the enormous bed Lucius waved his hand and made the fire in the fire place roar higher and brighter. Hermione faltered for a moment and Lucius grabbed her by the waist threw her flat on the bed and pinned her underneath him in one fluid motion. Hermione could feel his arousal poking into her stomach and felt her juices flow out onto her bare pussy lips. The look in his eyes was almost frightening... the silver orbs turning dark grey... like thunderstorms with the flashes of the roaring fire in the grate. Hermione wanted to be consumed by that fire... the lust he had for her. She placed her hands in his silken hair as it flowed over her.

Lucius was skilled in wandless magic and summoned two vials of potions over, floating through the air they settled obediantly into his waiting hand. Swirling a whitish colored liquid around in a vial it began to glow pure white "Open your mouth" too far gone now to ever disobey him she did as she was told. Lucius gently brought the potion to her lips and tipped the white glowing liquid into her mouth. It was tasteless but she could feel something stirring in her womb and cervix. "Tis a simple lust potion I cooked up for you dear...to keep your juices flowing for me for as long as I require them to" Lucius downed his vial of light green liquid and threw the vial into the fire place, the flames crackled and turned silver. Hermione was consumed with lust for Lucius and began to clumsily untie his obi, Lucius violently tore the clothes off Hermione, within seconds she was completely bare, Lucius parted her legs and unrolled his tongue. Hermione let out a gasp as his tongue transformed into a serpents tongue, it became enlarged and the end was forked. Lucius quickly buried his tongue inside of her folds and Hermione could feel him travel deep into her core with his tongue. It was like a searing all consuming pleasure she had never experienced before. He lapped at her relentlessly and she could feel his tongue push past through her barrier, not enough to puncture it entirely but enough to make her melt into him and orgasm violently. She grabbed his hair and thrust her hips up to meet his tongue. "LUCIUS!!!!!! DEEPER!!! YES YES YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS OH GOD! LUCIUSSSSSS"

Lucius licked her clean and licked his own lips, tasting her juices with a bemused look on his elegant features. Hermione was past the point of return... panting and clutching his tousled Kimono. "I... I've never...you were amazing... I felt like I was going to explode mmmmm it was so good". Lucius clicked his forked tongue against his lips and removed his Kimono "when you recover... I believe it's my turn" Lucius rolled off of her and onto his side with his back facing her to summon another glass of Sangria, he downed it greedily when he felt little hands tracing the scars on his broad muscular back. He froze, thinking she would be repulsed or scared off by him, he then felt her tongue trace the scars on his back and shoulders, he melts into her touch. Hermione showers kisses on almost every inch of his skin. he lays on his stomach and she massages his back... she straddles his lower back and trails kisses and nibbles on his shoulders. "Your so beautiful" she whispers out as if by kissing his scars they would heal the emotional pain that came with them. Hermione rests her head on his back and runs her hands over his big strong arms.

She realizes that Lucius always seemed too perfect, cold and reserved to be human to her... until this very moment with her pinning him between her legs and exploring his body. Lucius feels an unfamiliar stirring within his heart... she's tugging on it as violently as he tugged down her panties he realizes. Unsure of just how much intimacy he can take he grabs one of her hands and kisses the palm repeatedly. "can we shower a little attention on my front now luv?" Lucius mumbles into her palm "I can feel that tight little pussy pulsing on my back and its driving me wild". Hermione grins to herself "I Hermione Granger... just made Lucius Malfoy admit I was driving him wild with desire". "Yes, now roll off me before I crush you". Hermione hardly realized she said that out loud and rolled off his back.

Lucius rolled back over onto his back and Hermione quickly returned to her post perched on top of his stomach. "you never quit do you?" he said as he played with her nipples. Hermione stared deeply into his eyes and ran her hands over his rock hard chest. Tracing a scar under his ribs and shoulder she peppered them with kisses before tracing them with her tongue. "how do I taste Miss Granger?". "mmm like honey" Lucius leaned up to suck a nipple into his mouth...so she lowered it into his mouth for him. Hermione could feel her pussy contracting and sliding over his stomach. She pulled her nipple out of his mouth abruptly making him groan in disappointment. "Make love to me Lucius"

Lucius could not believe his ears... he reached up and guided her head to his chest and buried his face in her hair "Not yet love...I'm making myself wait for you". Hermione wrapped her arms around his chest "but I'm ready for you now... I want to... I want my first to be you". Lucius began stroking her hair and wondering how long he could hold off... he was testing his resolve on a whole new level now. "It's too soon Hermione, your worth waiting for"

Hermione perched back up on his stomach and placed her hands on his face. "Let me show you something muggles call 69?" Lucius was curious and as long as it involved Hermione and his cock he was all for it. "if you must Miss Granger" he said with a devilish grin. Hermione swung her legs over Lucius giving him a view of her soaking pussy "Now I'm going to take you into my mouth... at the same time... you lick me"

Hermione always knew Lucius was a fast learner and as she worked her mouth into overtime, Lucius brought her to orgasm 4 times. Filling her mouth with his seed for the 4rth time Hermione lie spent on top of him. She roll off of him and cuddled under his arm into his chest. Lucius draped and arm over her and pulled the covers over them. "Hermione... I would like to explain something to you" "she petted his smooth chest "Ok..." "The potion I gave you wasn't only a lust potion... it was a virginity potion" Hermione was exhausted but pressed on "go on...". Lucius sighed heavily "I wanted to let you know that that potion binds you to me... it means that only I can take your virginity... and if any man tries not only will I know but he will be incapable of penetrating you... nobody can take what belongs to me" Hermione prickled a little at this but rested her head on his chest and closed her eyes "I understand... we can talk about this more later...we both need some rest " Hermione fell asleep to the steady strong beat of his heart and the rise and fall of his chest. "Goodnight my love" Lucius whispered into her hair.