Stealing The Prize

No, tonight she was going to be begging before he was through.


Hermione raised trembling hands to the top button of his white shirt. As she slowly unbuttoned him, Lucius began to run his hands up and down her back, around her sides to the front where he rested them just under her breasts for a moment. Hermione’s breath hitched as her nipples tightened with anticipation of his touch. However, he didn’t touch her there. Instead he let his fingertips trail down the tops of her thighs and then back up to her center. Back and forth he drew them but never once actually touching her where she needed it the most.

Hermione was frustrated. He told her she couldn’t move, but Merlin, the temptation to do so was almost overwhelming. After she undid the last button, she ran her hands up his chest and over his shoulders, pushing the shirt down his arms in the process. Lucius stopped his ministrations on her thighs and allowed her to remove his shirt. Once it was gone she again placed her hands on his chest running her fingertips in lazy circles over his nipples. He groaned in response and quickly grabbed a hold of her wrists to stop her. The little minx really needed to learn who was in charge here. He placed her hands at her side and ordered her to leave them there.

Leaning forward he began to gently nibble the sensitive spot on her neck. He ran his fingers up her arms and underneath the straps of her slip. Gently he pushed the straps down her arms until her breasts sprang free from their confinement. The cool air in the room caused her nipples to tighten into hard peaks. “Beautiful,” murmured Lucius as he bent his head to take one into his mouth. Hermione gasped at the feel of his warm tongue swirling around her nipple and the feel of his teeth lightly scraping it caused her to moan. Lucius took his time playing with her breasts, switching from one to the other. He could feel the tension running through her body, could sense her inner struggle to follow his command and not move.

Finally, he clasped her waist in his hands and lifted her so she was standing before him. The negligee was now hanging loosely around her hips, her face was flushed, her breathing ragged. Lucius sent her a wicked smile. “Accio pillow.” A cream colored pillow from the sofa came flying towards them. He caught it deftly and dropped it to the floor in front of him.

“Kneel down. I want you to unbutton my trousers and take me into that pretty mouth of yours.” Hermione smiled at the command, so often she could not get enough of Lucius’ cock and pleasuring him with her mouth was one of her favorite things to do for him. She knelt on the pillow and ran her fingers up from his knees to the tops of his thighs. As her fingers got closer to their destination she noticed a slight twitch in the crotch of his pants and smirked slightly. Reaching the button she made sure to lightly graze her hands over him as she popped it open. Then she leaned her face directly over him and taking the zipper between her teeth she slowly lowered it. Once the zipper was opened, Lucius’ cock sprang free.

She wasted no time at all putting his smooth hardness into her waiting mouth. He sucked in a breath, and then groaned at the feel of her wet tongue circling the tip. As she did this, she used both hands to grasp the waistband of his pants and tug them until he was able to slip them off. This made it that much easier to fondle his balls as she began to suck on him for all she was worth. Hermione bobbed her head up and down over his hard length, stopping to run her tongue over the tip each time her mouth came up for air. Lucius’ breathing became labored and he knew if he didn’t stop her now he was going to come right then and there.

Wrapping one large hand in her hair he pulled her mouth from his cock and said, “Get on the bed, and get on your hands and knees.” Hermione, having been even more turned on by the sound of him enjoying her ministrations didn’t even stop to think about what could be in store for her. Her only thought was that hopefully she would get to feel him filling her up completely. She was desperate for the feel of him between her thighs.
Hermione wasted no time following his instructions. Lucius wasted no time in kneeling behind her and ripping off the slip she had been wearing. Then he settled himself so that that head of his cock was resting against her dripping wet opening. He rubbed himself back and forth against her, causing her to moan his name. “Lucius please….don’t make me wait,” she whimpered as he brought his hands up to cup the rounded cheeks of her backside. He massaged them gently as he continued to rub against her. Then, without warning, Hermione felt a resounding slap against her left butt cheek.

“Ouch, Lucius, what was that for?”

“That my little witch, was for leaving me,” again he spanked her, this time instead of hurting; she thought it started to tingle in a very delicious way. “That was for involving the old bat in our private issues,” ‘slap’, ‘slap’, ‘slap’ “Those were for causing me worry and because I had to be nice when I asked Potter for his assistance on locating you.” Lucius looked down at her backside and saw the reddish tint it had acquired from his actions. Glancing up at her, he noted that her face was flushed, her breathing was heavy and her eyes seemed to have glazed over with lust.

“Oh, Lucius please, I can’t wait any longer. I need to feel you inside me.” Her words and the look in her eyes snapped his rigid control. In one deft move he had her on her back, legs spread and was sliding firmly into her. Both of them cried out at the feeling. She felt stretched to the max with his hard length pulsing inside her. He knew that there was no better feeling than that of her hot, moist core surrounding him. Slowly Lucius pulled out, only to sink back in to her just as slowly. Each time groans were heard from both of them.

“You are so tight, love. So wet and hot. A man could get lost in you and never want to leave.”

“Mmm, Gods, Lucius you fill me up completely.” Hermione wrapped her legs tightly around his waist causing him to sink even deeper inside her.

Lucius began to pick up the pace rocking back and forth inside of her. One hand slipped down between their slick bodies and began to strum at her clit. Hermione began to chant his name as she felt the muscles in her lower abdomen clench tighter and tighter. With each thrust of his hips she was brought closer to the edge. “I need…I feel…Oh, Lu…” And then she fell, the waves of her orgasm crashing over her causing her to tighten and spasm around his cock so that his orgasm was wrenched from him. With a shout of completion he poured himself into her. Both of them were struggling to catch their breath when their spasms subsided.

Lucius rolled onto his side and propped himself up one elbow. With his free hand he brushed a strand of hair from Hermione’s face. Her eyes were closed and there was a peaceful expression on her face. He stared at her a few moments and then spoke her name.

“Hermione?” She didn’t respond and so he tried again, “Hermione?”

Lucius took in the relaxed posture of her body and the sound of her deep, even breathing. His witch had gone to sleep on him. His eyes were drawn to her still flat abdomen. He had never thought he would have the opportunity to have more children. Gently he laid a hand against her stomach. This was his second chance to do things right. He had almost lost Draco due to his foolish pride; he would not make the same mistakes again. This child would know the love and affection of both parents, as well as an older brother.

Lucius leaned down until his forehead was lightly resting against Hermione’s belly. “Precious child, I vow to protect and guide you throughout your life, to encourage you and praise you. Above all, I vow to be the best man and father I can be. As a wizard I swear my oath to thee.” He placed a small kiss onto her belly and moved up to gather the blankets around himself and his woman. He grabbed his wand off the night stand and magically turned out the lights. He wrapped his arms around Hermione and tucked her tightly next to him. Because it was dark in the room, he didn’t see the teardrops that had leaked from Hermione’s eyes at the beautiful words he had spoken to their unborn child. In fact, the last thought Lucius had before he fell asleep was of what, or rather who, awaited Severus upon his return home.

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