Lala

By Willow Sun
A Hermione / Lucius Pairing
Rating: NC-17!
Warnings: Smutty goodness.
Disclaimer: The brilliant and ever so talented JKR owns these characters. I’m doing this because the little voice inside my head said I should amuse my friends. No profits, nothing. Oh and Ashlee Simpson owns LaLa.
Summary: Hermione and Lucius end up together a few years after the war is over. One day Lucius comes home and hears a song that spices up his life for a little while..


It had been a long day at the Ministry for Lucius. Arthur Weasley was constantly nagging him to write up his reports on the insane things he’d been put to task at removing spells from. His favorite had to be the pair of socks that had been enchanted to dance in front of muggles in a park. He never got anything big like the flying cars, always small things, Weasley made sure of that. It was payback, for all the comments during the war about bloodlines. Lucius had started working for the Ministry after the War was finally over. It had come to light days after Voldemort’s death that he had been a double agent the entire time. Narcissa had killed herself during the last few days of the War when she thought all hope was lost. It had been five years since he touched a woman, until he started seeing her. She made him feel alive again and now he just wanted to see her more then ever.

He opened the door to his mansion and heard music floating in from the kitchen. He let the door slam shut to announce his arrival home before hanging up his cloak. Lucius headed for the kitchen wondering what on earth she could be doing in there that didn’t involve hogtying their chef up first. The music was blasting now and it sounded completely muggle.

“Typical,” he mused with a grin on his face.

He flung the door open and his jaw dropped. Hermione was dancing around in a very revealing french maid outfit and diamonds to some angst ridden teen who seemed to be singing about sex.
“Darling, what on earth are you doing?”

You can dress me up in Diamonds
You can dress me up in Dirt
You can throw me like a lineman
I like it better when it hurts
Oh, I have waited here for you
I have waited

“I missed you today, so I went digging for some of my old music and thought I’d surprise you. How was your day, love?” Hermione smiled as she turned down the music.

“It was longer then I wanted it to be. Had to file some reports with Arthur. I swear that man will never let me live down my behavior and harsh words during the war. What did you do with the chef?”

“She’s on holiday for the month and left today, remember?”

“Ah, yes. So what is with this costume you’ve put on for me?”

Hermione smiled, turned the music back up and restarted the track. She mouthed the words to Lucius and started to dance to the music.

You make me wanna lala in the kitchen on the floor
I\'ll be your French maid where I meet you at the door
I\'m like an alley cat
Drink the milk up I want more
You make me wanna
You make me wanna scream

Lucius growled and pulled Hermione close. She smiled and sank into his embrace before her lips were captured in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed all over her body.

“This outfit really doesn’t leave much to the imagination,” he thought as he tried to figure out how to rid her body of the garments.

“Don’t bother, Lucius, its spelled to stay on until I get what I want.”

“Which is what exactly, angel?”

“Listen to the song, you’ll figure it out.”

You make me wanna lala in the kitchen on the floor
I\'ll be your French maid where I meet you at the door
I\'m like an alley cat
Drink the milk up I want more
You make me wanna
You make me wanna scream

Lucius smiled and kissed her again before murmuring in her ear “You want to be my french maid? Want me to fuck you right here in the kitchen? Make you scream so hard your voice will be gone tomorrow?”

She moaned her approval and kissed Lucius. He picked her up and placed her on the floor before unbuttoning his trousers. The lust in Hermione’s eyes drove him to move faster with getting his trousers and undergarments down.. He went to tug her underwear down and realized she wasn’t wearing any.

“You minx. You naughty little minx,” he growled before plunging into her wet heat.


Hermione cried out and bucked back, matching Lucius’s thrusts. He pounded into her, giving it to her just the way she liked it, a little on the rough side. Hermione felt her orgasm building up rapidly and she could only whimper encouragement for Lucius to move faster and harder. He granted her what she wanted and soon she was seeing stars as her orgasm washed over her in waves. Lucius came soon after and collapsed on top of her.

“That was amazing, Lucius,” she breathed between kisses.

“I agree pet. You never cease to find a new way for us to enjoy ourselves. Not that I can look at the kitchen the same way ever again.”

“Well, I’m glad it worked. You seem less distracted and distant now. I’ve got my Lucius all to myself.”

“Yes, yes you do. Now when are you going to be meeting me at the door, so I’m prepared?”

Hermione just smiled and got off the floor to turn the music off while Lucius made himself decent again. She summoned her favorite silk bathrobe and hit the off button on the cd player.

“Lets figure out dinner and I’ll consider when I might meet you at the door.”

a/n: I\'ve never done a Hermione/Lucius before... FEEDBACK...its not done, the original pwp bunny has taken off into far away lands...