Punishment?

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Hermione's deft little fingers had been working at his buttons, and Lucius sighed as she managed to finally free him from his clothes. Hermione smiled at him nervously, and he returned it calmly. Hermione felt a little flutter in her chest and she lightly leaned forward to plant her lips and Lucius's. The bed underneath her body felt like heaven, and Hermione decided to block out the memories of the cold, stone slab and use this as her memory of her first time. She felt like she was melting into the silk sheets as Lucius nibbled at the pulse in her neck, and Hermione felt like her heart was going to explode. With a chuckle and a warm smile Lucius began tracing small circles on her stomach with his fingernail.
“Your pulse is a like a frightened, little bunny rabbit's.” Hermione playfully swatted at his deliciously smooth arm, and nipped his shoulder in retaliation.
“I'll show you what a little bunny rabbit can do.” Hermione's eyes gleamed with mischief and...Lucius almost thought it looked like affection. Lucius rubbed the shoulder with the little bite marks, a serious expression on his face.
“Oh, you're going to pay for that witch.” Lucius grinned and mercilessly prodded at Hermione's ribs until tears streamed down her face and her excited squeals turned to breathless gasps.
“You monster, stop, that's unfair.” With a final teasing brush of her ticklish spot, he relented and rolled onto his side. Hermione smiled, revenge in her eyes, and tackled him onto his back, pinning his arms to the bed. With savage precision, she nipped and licked at Lucius's ticklish neck. His eyes widened, no one had ever done things like this to him. It was either Narcissa with her cold, detached impression of a corpse, or girls he was raping for the entertainment of others. Teeth gritted, and erection pulsing painfully Lucius managed to tip her off him. She landed sprawled on her back, displaying everything she had. Lucius wasn't usually a man who could be affected by lust, but something alien, almost animal, stirred in him and with a deep growl in his throat he launched himself at Hermione. She screamed as she was pinned under his large body and was surprised by the lust clouding those blue eyes. Hermione thought she was going to cum just from gazing into them. She rolled him onto his back and he let her go so she could stand above him on the bed. Lucius groaned at the sight of her, and when she sunk onto him, engulfing him in the tight, warm insides of her cunt he felt his balls tighten.
“Hurry up, girl, you're going to make my cum just by doing that.” A flash of satisfaction glinted in Hermione's eyes as she leaned over to grip the bed head and began slamming herself onto his cock. Lucius pulled her down to him and began sucking greedily on her nipple, the cocktail of pleasure and pain only made her lose the slim amount of control she had retained and she freed herself from his mouth in order to build momentum, shrieking with each thrust. Finally with a satisfied scream she let everything go and came. Lucius couldn't stand the ripples of tension throughout her and came with a wolfish groan. Hermione sat, catching her breath, for a few more minutes on Lucius before gingerly sliding off and lying next to him. He curled against her back and Hermione pressed back into him, pulling his hand onto her breast and sighing with contentment.