The Fan Dance
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The Fan Dance
TITLE: The Fan Dance for valady
RATING: Mature
WARNINGS: Nudity and a bit of exhibitionism
WORD COUNT: 1021
PROMPT: SS/HG/LM, peacock feathers, a blindfold and one very annoyed peacock. Adult rating if you can. :)
“Hermione,” Lucius said in an exasperated voice. “This is the last time I can get these for you,” he said as he handed her several very colorful feathers and a dozen white ones.
“Why?” Hermione asked as she carefully laid the feathers out on her desk.
“My peacocks have apparently gone on strike. They refuse to allow me anywhere near them. As I took a white feather, they collectively let out a most deafening noise and charged me, pecking at me with all their might.” Lucius shuddered at the recollection of the disturbing events. “I sincerely hope you aren't simply using these as quills, as I have risked life and limb to retrieve them for you.”
“I promise you shan't be disappointed when their use is finally revealed. It's something I wish to share with both of my lovers, so please make certain Severus is available Friday night for dinner, drinks, and entertainment.”
“I shall inform Severus of your request and anxiously await Friday's entertainment. I have things I must attend to, so I bid you good afternoon,” Lucius said before he kissed her, then swept out of the room.
By the time Friday evening arrived, Severus and Lucius were anxious to see what Hermione would provide as entertainment.
Dinner was a rather subdued affair. Hermione was distracted by her plan for later in the evening, while Lucius and Severus were trying not to be, by speaking quietly about their respective work weeks.
Once the pudding dishes were cleared away, they retired to Lucius' study for drinks. Once Lucius and Severus were comfortably situated with their brandies in the arm chairs directly opposite of the fireplace, Hermione made her request.
“Would you both please put these on?” she asked as she handed them each a blindfold. Severus raised a questioning brow at her while Lucius put his on without pause. “I promise the anticipation will be worth it,” she said, hoping to alleviate Severus' reservations. “Fine,” he said gruffly as he donned his own eye mask.
Hermione had no idea she would become so aroused by disrobing in front of her lovers when they couldn't watch her. An erotic thrill rushed through her when she noticed Lucius and Severus tense when they heard her dress hitting the floor. Once she was completely nude, save for her stockings and high heeled shoes, she retrieved the items she had been working on for weeks: two peacock feathers fans, one white and one multicolored.
She lowered the lighting in the room and arranged herself facing the fire, her legs gracefully tucked under her with the fans spread out on either side.
“You may remove your blindfolds,” Hermione called out to them after she mentally prepared herself for what she was about to do.
Lucius and Severus both gasped at the sight before them. She was a vision, sitting in front of the fireplace naked. Although they could only see the barest hint of the cleft of her arse, they quickly became aroused in anticipation of what was to come.
She rose slowly from her sitting position, drawing the colored fan up behind her as she stood, hiding her arse from view. She had the other fan in front of her, spread out to cover her completely. Slowly she turned, simultaneously raising her tail plumage and lowering the fan obscuring her face. Once she was able to see the astonished looks on her men, she began to dance.
She was hypnotic, the way she shimmied and undulated her body as she moved around the room. The fans were also in constant motion as she danced around Lucius' and Severus' chairs, giving them the illusion of showing her body to them without actually revealing anything at all.
She finished with a flourish of her fans, spreading them out fully. She bent low and allowed the fans to completely hide her from view. She gradually raised up, slowly separating the fans, exposing her nakedness to the two men, she could honestly say, she loved. She wasn't quite ready to see their reactions to her performance, so she looked just beyond where they were sitting, never catching their eyes. She held her arms over her head, the fans fluttering as she trembled, with one leg angled slightly behind the other, putting her breasts and quim on display for them.
Finally working up the never to look at them, she first gazed at Severus. He held onto the arms of his chair in a white knuckle death grip. He couldn't take his eyes off her shapely form even long enough to free his insistent arousal from the confines of his trousers. He could only look on in wonder, astonished that Hermione would ever want to, in essence, be an exhibitionist, if only for his and Lucius' pleasure.
She looked at Lucius, and noticed the same aroused and astonished but loving look in his eyes. He marveled at her grace and poise. She didn't show any signs of being nervous about their reaction until the very end when he noticed her trembling. At this very moment he realized just how much she loved them to be willing to do this for their benefit and not for herself.
Hermione lowered the fans in an attempt to break their frozen looks. “Someone say something, please!” she whispered, begging them to reassure her that she hadn't just made a complete fool of herself.
“That was beautiful, Hermione,” Severus said, still watching her as she gradually relaxed her posture.
“Stunning. Breathtaking. There aren't enough words in the English language to adequately describe what I'm feeling,” Lucius replied in a barely audible voice.
“Did you both like it?” she asked, still uncertain of her method of entertainment.
“Yes,” Lucius and Severus agreed.
“Perhaps we could continue a dance of sorts in my bedroom?” Lucius asked to both Hermione and Severus.
Severus quickly replied in the affirmative, while Hermione could only nod. She was overwhelmed at the thought of what she was about to experience. She had never been with Severus and Lucius together, but she was unbelievably excited about the new facet of their relationship.
RATING: Mature
WARNINGS: Nudity and a bit of exhibitionism
WORD COUNT: 1021
PROMPT: SS/HG/LM, peacock feathers, a blindfold and one very annoyed peacock. Adult rating if you can. :)
“Hermione,” Lucius said in an exasperated voice. “This is the last time I can get these for you,” he said as he handed her several very colorful feathers and a dozen white ones.
“Why?” Hermione asked as she carefully laid the feathers out on her desk.
“My peacocks have apparently gone on strike. They refuse to allow me anywhere near them. As I took a white feather, they collectively let out a most deafening noise and charged me, pecking at me with all their might.” Lucius shuddered at the recollection of the disturbing events. “I sincerely hope you aren't simply using these as quills, as I have risked life and limb to retrieve them for you.”
“I promise you shan't be disappointed when their use is finally revealed. It's something I wish to share with both of my lovers, so please make certain Severus is available Friday night for dinner, drinks, and entertainment.”
“I shall inform Severus of your request and anxiously await Friday's entertainment. I have things I must attend to, so I bid you good afternoon,” Lucius said before he kissed her, then swept out of the room.
By the time Friday evening arrived, Severus and Lucius were anxious to see what Hermione would provide as entertainment.
Dinner was a rather subdued affair. Hermione was distracted by her plan for later in the evening, while Lucius and Severus were trying not to be, by speaking quietly about their respective work weeks.
Once the pudding dishes were cleared away, they retired to Lucius' study for drinks. Once Lucius and Severus were comfortably situated with their brandies in the arm chairs directly opposite of the fireplace, Hermione made her request.
“Would you both please put these on?” she asked as she handed them each a blindfold. Severus raised a questioning brow at her while Lucius put his on without pause. “I promise the anticipation will be worth it,” she said, hoping to alleviate Severus' reservations. “Fine,” he said gruffly as he donned his own eye mask.
Hermione had no idea she would become so aroused by disrobing in front of her lovers when they couldn't watch her. An erotic thrill rushed through her when she noticed Lucius and Severus tense when they heard her dress hitting the floor. Once she was completely nude, save for her stockings and high heeled shoes, she retrieved the items she had been working on for weeks: two peacock feathers fans, one white and one multicolored.
She lowered the lighting in the room and arranged herself facing the fire, her legs gracefully tucked under her with the fans spread out on either side.
“You may remove your blindfolds,” Hermione called out to them after she mentally prepared herself for what she was about to do.
Lucius and Severus both gasped at the sight before them. She was a vision, sitting in front of the fireplace naked. Although they could only see the barest hint of the cleft of her arse, they quickly became aroused in anticipation of what was to come.
She rose slowly from her sitting position, drawing the colored fan up behind her as she stood, hiding her arse from view. She had the other fan in front of her, spread out to cover her completely. Slowly she turned, simultaneously raising her tail plumage and lowering the fan obscuring her face. Once she was able to see the astonished looks on her men, she began to dance.
She was hypnotic, the way she shimmied and undulated her body as she moved around the room. The fans were also in constant motion as she danced around Lucius' and Severus' chairs, giving them the illusion of showing her body to them without actually revealing anything at all.
She finished with a flourish of her fans, spreading them out fully. She bent low and allowed the fans to completely hide her from view. She gradually raised up, slowly separating the fans, exposing her nakedness to the two men, she could honestly say, she loved. She wasn't quite ready to see their reactions to her performance, so she looked just beyond where they were sitting, never catching their eyes. She held her arms over her head, the fans fluttering as she trembled, with one leg angled slightly behind the other, putting her breasts and quim on display for them.
Finally working up the never to look at them, she first gazed at Severus. He held onto the arms of his chair in a white knuckle death grip. He couldn't take his eyes off her shapely form even long enough to free his insistent arousal from the confines of his trousers. He could only look on in wonder, astonished that Hermione would ever want to, in essence, be an exhibitionist, if only for his and Lucius' pleasure.
She looked at Lucius, and noticed the same aroused and astonished but loving look in his eyes. He marveled at her grace and poise. She didn't show any signs of being nervous about their reaction until the very end when he noticed her trembling. At this very moment he realized just how much she loved them to be willing to do this for their benefit and not for herself.
Hermione lowered the fans in an attempt to break their frozen looks. “Someone say something, please!” she whispered, begging them to reassure her that she hadn't just made a complete fool of herself.
“That was beautiful, Hermione,” Severus said, still watching her as she gradually relaxed her posture.
“Stunning. Breathtaking. There aren't enough words in the English language to adequately describe what I'm feeling,” Lucius replied in a barely audible voice.
“Did you both like it?” she asked, still uncertain of her method of entertainment.
“Yes,” Lucius and Severus agreed.
“Perhaps we could continue a dance of sorts in my bedroom?” Lucius asked to both Hermione and Severus.
Severus quickly replied in the affirmative, while Hermione could only nod. She was overwhelmed at the thought of what she was about to experience. She had never been with Severus and Lucius together, but she was unbelievably excited about the new facet of their relationship.