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CHAPTER NINE: Step-Mummy Dearest





Lucius was lasciviously kissing his wife when they apparated into the foyer of their home. The soft, tender exploration in the carriage had turned into a heated, devouring kiss of epic proportions. Lucius felt somewhat like a horny teenager as he shoved his wife into the nearest hard surface, which turned out to be a door that subsequently swung open and sent them both freefalling.



Lucius was quick to shift so that he took the bruising hit to his back and his wife landed on top of him. Still, he wasn’t willing to let her go as he continued to kiss and suck at her mouth, his hands filled with the plump contours of her bottom.



“Oh, now no body wants to see that!” Hermione wrenched her lips from her husband and looked up. Draco stood there, staring down at them with an amused smile. “Hello Granger, or should I call you Mummy?”



“Ugh, Draco, I think I’d rather you call me Mudblood than Mummy.” She frowned at him as she took his extended hand and allowed him to help her rise from the floor, and from atop his fuming father.



“Why are you here Draco?” Lucius growled as he climbed to his feet and tossed his hair over his shoulder.



“I brought some documents for you to sign so I can complete the takeover of Nimbus Inc.” He said smiling. “I didn’t mean to interrupt your little afternoon delight.”



“You could have owled them Draco.” Lucius said, the look on his face said he knew that his son had another purpose all together.



“Yes, but I thought I should come by and pay my respects to my new step-mother.” He looked at Hermione and winked. “Come here Mummy, I need a hug.” The little devil wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tight against him. She felt his hand slide down over her bottom and squealed.



“Draco!” She was laughing as she shoved him away from her. They had become friends at the end of their seventh year at Hogwarts, and had attended the same two-year program at the University.



“Aw come on, I’m just kidding.” He said as he set her back on her feet. He looked back at his scowling father. “You are a lucky man. She never kissed me like that.”



“Oh god Draco.” Hermione groaned as she dropped her head forward.



“Pardon me?” Lucius asked, his eyes wide as his son’s words penetrated his slightly fogged brain. “When were you two on kissing terms?”



“Seventh year, we got caught up in a game of truth or dare after I swiped Uncle Sev’s firewhiskey.” Draco said, putting his arm around Hermione’s shoulders. “She wasn’t all that enthusiastic, I’m offended she’d snog my dad better than she did me.”



“Perhaps because I want to kiss him.” She said, sliding from beneath Draco’s arm and sliding her arms around Lucius’s waist. “I had to kiss you or forfeit the game, and I don’t like to lose. Thankfully I was just tipsy enough to complete the dare without becoming ill.”



“So you two never…..” Lucius said, looking between his son and wife, the rest of the question easily construed.



“NO!” Hermione cried, a horrified look on her face.



“No, but I would have.” Draco said. “I am surprised at you though Father, snogging a muggleborn like a teenager.”



“She is my wife, Draco. You might do well to remember that.”



“Possessive are we? You didn’t have to look like you were enjoying it quite so much.” Draco said as he took a seat in one of the parlor chairs.



“Yes, I am possessive, everyone close to me keeps trying to steal my wife.” Lucius said as he seated himself on the sofa and pulled Hermione down beside him. “And for your information, I was enjoying it, immensely until you popped in.”



“Thought I better stop you before I was traumatized for life because my parents were shagging on the parlor floor while I watched.” He laughed. “Who else is flirting with my new Mum?”



“Severus.” Lucius said.



“He was only flirting with me because he was high.” Hermione said, rolling her eyes. Odd, she had never gotten so much male attention before she married Lucius.



“Really? Uncle Sev was chatting you up? And what do you mean he was high?” Draco asked.



“Never mind.” Lucius glowered. “Where are the documents?”



Draco laughed and pulled a leather satchel onto his lap. He withdrew some documents and a quill, passing them off to his father.



“So have you had to deal with Sev’s little visits yet?” Draco asked as he sat back in his chair while Lucius read over the papers.



“Last weekend.” She said.



“No crisis occurred?”



“Oh, it was interesting. But no one was seriously injured.” She said with a laugh.



“Just wait. They never fail to find some way to break something, or causing serious injury. It’s unseemly actually, men their age acting so wild. Probably why they only do it once a month. It would kill them otherwise.” Draco said.



“Draco, if you comment on my age one more time, I am going to throttle you.” Lucius said through gritted teeth as he changed a minor detail in the contract, then signed his name at the bottom.



“Oh I’m just kidding, you’re young yet…sort of. I’m sure you have no trouble keeping up with such a young wife.” Draco tucked the documents back into his case. “You know I’m about four months older than her….”



“Time for you to go Draco!” Lucius said, eyeing his son.



“Fine! I get the hint. I have to get back anyhow. I’ll see you over Christmas” He slapped his father hard on the back and leaned over to kiss Hermione on the cheek. “I think I should look into becoming a Mummy’s boy….” He said laughing. He was barely able to apparate out of sight and keep Lucius from grabbing him.



“I wish you had told me about Draco.” Lucius saidm sulking.



“Truth is, I forgot about it until he mentioned it.” She smiled as she crawled into his lap and put her arms around his neck.



“Would you rather have a younger man, like Draco?” He was fishing for reassurance, and he hated himself for it.



“No. I like you. I like you a lot.” She said, smiling as she combed her fingers through his hair. “You kiss better than him anyhow.”



“That’s reassuring.” Lucius said, closing his eyes and enjoying the sensations of her fingers stroking his scalp.



“I want to stay in you room tonight.” She said softly. Lucius opened his eyes and looked up at her.



“Are you sure?”



“Yes.”



“I look forward to it.” He pulled her head down and kissed her again to show her just how much.









***It wasnt deliberate! I didnt intend to imply smut and not give it to you.....but its coming. I promise you........