A/N: Hello all my lovely readers. Not sure if FF. net is erroring, but I think I only got one review last chapter. If you left a review, but didn't get a response from me, its because I didn't get it. Sorry. In this chapter, we get to see how her first night living at the manor goes. Enjoy!

Special Thanks: To my beta TabiPrewett, for giving this a once over. You are awesome and I don't deserve you.

Disclaimer, cause I don't remember when I last posted one: I do not own anything pertaining to the Harry Potter universe, nor do I make any money from this. I simply like to play with the characters for fun, for free, and hopefully for other people's entertainment as well. Plus, I'm kinda a perv, so there's that. lol

Chapter 21

Hermione stood in her bedroom at Malfoy Manor. She was pacing, slowly and nervously. Hermione had eaten her giant sandwich with Ginny, a final meal shared together before Hermione officially moved out. After one more finally hug goodbye, Hermione shrank the small box holding her new lingerie, and slipped it into her purse before apparating over to the Manor. Once she arrived in the foyer of the manor, she only had to wait a few moments before Draco came to greet her

Draco said that Lucius was tied up in his office, but they were both glad that she had decided to stay. With as late as it had been, they'd already eaten, but the young man asked if she was hungry. She had smiled and told him no, that she'd eaten already as well.

Then, he'd taken her to the same sitting room from the day of their shopping trip and they'd talked for a while. Draco had told her again how great it would be with her living there now. Once again pointing out the different perks and amenities that would be available to her now at the Manor that Grimmauld Place didn't have.

Hermione bit back a sigh at having to listen to him still trying to convince her to move in, especially when she'd already had all of her things brought over by Lulu. Draco was clearly excited at the prospect of her living there in the Manor, but she just couldn't put her finger on why that was. Since he seemed to be happy at her moving in, Hermione stopped herself from telling him to shut it, it would have been rude after all, and instead, she smiled while agreeing that the house sounded lovely.

Hermione had hoped Lucius would come find them, only he hadn't. She wondered if something had happened to one of his business deals. Had it fallen through, or was it on the verge of falling through and he was trying to save it? She recalled Lucius did attend a meeting the day of the party, maybe it was in reference to that.

After talking to Draco for over an hour, and silently waiting for Lucius to make an appearance, Hermione had said she was going to her room to see if there was anything to actually unpack. Which there hadn't been, since Lulu had already taken care of it all. Even charming her pictures to hang or sit, depending on the type of frame. It was done exactly as Hermione herself might have done it, better, in fact. Seeing that, Hermione had immediately called to Lulu.

The elf had looked a bit nervous at first arriving, but Hermione quickly got down on her knees and hugged the elf. Thanking her for taking care of everything and telling her it was perfect. Something Hermione noted, the elf was very happy about receiving. Lulu had been concerned Hermione wouldn't be please about the pictures being hung without her knowledge or consent.

After the elf had gone, Hermione had taken a long bath, using the same orange blossom soap as before. Smoothing on the matching scented lotion from her own toiletry set, before slipping on the midnight blue lace and stockings.

Now she was slowly pacing, her arm around her waist, with the elbow of her other arm propped against it, while she softly bit her thumb nail. All because Lucius hadn't even knocked on her door, not even to say hello or give any kind of welcome after seeming so adamant about her moving in. She didn't know if he was still working or simply hadn't bothered to come see her.

Hermione felt silly now wearing the teddy that Ginny had given her, her pale blue dressing gown, that Lulu had transfigured yesterday, over it and cinched at her waist. She felt silly to have thought Lucius would have torn the damn teddy from her body by now. Of course, he hadn't seen it, but that wasn't the point.

Where is he? She thought again.

Hermione debated going and knocking on his bedroom door, but that seemed desperate to her. Besides, what if Draco walked by while she did it? She could just imagine the look of horror on the young man's face when he saw her in her dressing gown going to his father's room. The image made her roll her eyes as she sighed in annoyance and dropped both arms to her waist.

I need some air. The curly haired witch decided, walking over and drawing back the curtain, before opening the door and stepping out onto the dark balcony.

Hermione hadn't gone but two steps out the door, when she smelled his cologne. Of course, he's out here, when he should be inside my room with me. She thought biting back a humorless laugh.

She moved to the railing anyway, deciding not to say anything or even look in his direction in the darkness, but he spoke anyway. "Done pacing, I see."

Hermione turned her head, a frown on her lips. "How did you know I was pacing?"

Lucius took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "I've been watching your shadow slowly move back and forth for a while now. I was going to knock on your balcony door earlier, since I was tied up with something demanding my attention when you arrived. However, after seeing you pacing, I thought you might want some time to yourself. Though I've been curious as to why you were pacing at all."

She looked back towards the lawn, and she closed her eyes as another laugh wanted to escape. Figures. Him not coming to knock was why I was pacing, but him seeing me pace kept him from knocking. That's just perfect. "My reason for pacing...seems silly now and isn't important." She said as her eyes opened again.

Lucius moved over to where she was at, leaning his arms on the railing. "Are you sure? I'm willing to listen."

Hermione smiled, looking at him again. Yes, but I'm not willing to sound like an idiot. "I'm positive. Did you manage to get your important matter taken care of?"

Lucius studied her in the darkness, the only light coming from her room and the moon. "I did. It took some finagling, but it all worked out well in the end."

Lucius hadn't been nearly as busy as he'd told Draco. He had thought staying away from her this evening would be a good idea, since he didn't think she'd appreciate him pulling her with him to bed her first night here after she'd agreed to stay. Even though that was exactly what he wanted to do.

Hermione nodded. "Good." At a loss of what else to say to him.

She didn't know how to get things started in the direction she wanted them to go. She wasn't a seductress, and since she already felt silly, she'd only feel more stupid if she said, 'So, Lulu told me you said I was to come tonight. Do you to want help make sure that happens?' She turned back to look out over the darkened lawn once more, fighting another sigh of annoyance in not knowing how to proceed.

Lucius watched her curiously, she seemed a little off and he didn't know why. "Hermione, are you, all right?"

Her jaw clenched for a moment. "Yes, I'm fine."

He raised an eyebrow at her. "You seem...agitated."

This is a bad idea, I can't do this, I'm not...not Ginny. Ginny would just drop the damn robe and give him a pretty smile. She swallowed. "I'm fine, in fact, I think I'm going to go to bed."

Hermione went to move away, but he caught her wrist, turning her gently to face him as he pulled her, so she stood right in front of him. "You're not fine. Tell me what it is that is bothering you."

She did sigh this time. "If I do, I'm going to sound like an idiot."

His lips curved, though he didn't mean for them to. "Considering how intelligent you are, I highly doubt that."

"I had thought...I had this plan and..." She sighed again, feeling very stupid indeed. "...it just...didn't work out like I thought it would."

Lucius frowned slightly. "What plan?"

Hermione wasn't about to tell him. She felt ridiculous enough without making it worse by spilling everything.

Lucius sighed when he realized she wasn't going to say another word and pulled her closer, slipping his arms around her waist. Hermione just closed her eyes and leaned against him.

He couldn't help her feel better if she didn't tell him what the problem was. He pulled back slightly, and she looked up at him. Leaning down, he brushed his lips against hers, wanting to offer comfort with a soft and quick kiss.

Only as he went to pull back, she followed, rising on her toes to kiss him again. Running her tongue along the seam of his lips, like he had done to her before when he'd kissed her. He opened them willingly, letting her deepen the kiss as much as she wanted to. Her hands sliding up his chest and around his neck to pull him closer to her.

He glided his tongue with hers, feeling his arousal fill him at her sweet taste. His hands at her waist started to move over her dressing gown, to mold her to him.

It was feeling the lines of what was under the gown that had his hands pausing. Had them moving again to trace everywhere he felt the material hiding under her thin dressing gown and everywhere he didn't. He realized she wasn't wearing anything beneath her robe, but what felt like a pair of panties and...maybe a bra? Silk didn't hide anything, especially naked flesh.

Lucius hands tightened on her as he took over who was dominating kiss. This lovely witch was in his arms, in only her robe and underwear, while upset about a plan not working like she'd hoped it would. He may not know the exact details of her plan, but he happened to be brilliant at putting two and two together. Hermione wanted him, and she wanted him tonight if her lack of clothing said anything.

Lucius tore his lips from hers and swept her up into his arms. When she didn't protest him carrying her through his open balcony door and into his bedroom, he knew he had been right. He'd never been happier about being right either.

Once inside, he set her on her feet near his bed, but she leaned up and kissed him again before he could say a word. Not that he minded at all.

His mouth moving with hers, Lucius flicked out his hand, warding the doors and silencing the room, not that he had much to worry about. Draco's room was much farther down the hallway and he was a very sound sleeper. Still, the platinum haired man would not have his night interrupted by his son banging on his bedroom door in anger at Lucius bedding this particular witch.

With another gentle flick of his hand, the lights dimly lit the room. If he was going to make love to Hermione, he wanted to be able to see her, every beautiful inch of her. He wanted her to be able to see him and not have a single doubt about who it was in bed with her. Not that he was worried about that either, she knew it was him, and she wanted him.

His hands quickly found the tie of her robe and with a simple pulling of the ties, Lucius pushed the garment off of her. Breaking the kiss and moving onto her neck as his hands slid across her back.

Finding the strip of lace running down the middle of her back, he realized that whatever she was wearing, it was more than just a simple pair of ladies' undergarments. With that in mind, he had to see this wonderful confection she was wearing. Nipping her neck and making her gasp, he pulled back enough to fully see her.

The sight that met him had his blood boiling in an instant. "My dear, if your plan was to see just how quickly I could pull that lovely lace off of you, you're about to find out."

Hermione smiled, as her breathing came out a bit ragged. "That was the plan actually."

Taking in the sight of the sexy dark blue silk covering her legs, his hands started to tremble slightly. He loved those kinds of stockings, and either she knew it, or he was simply a very lucky man.

"I'm starting to really like your plan." Lucius said before ravishing her lips again.

His hands moved to the straps at her shoulder, tugging them down her arms, and the whole thing was halfway down her torso in seconds. Lucius got a little distracted once her breasts were released and he was able to touch them. So distracted, in fact, that he failed to remove the garment all the way off.

Lucius' mouth trailed down her neck once again, before he sank his teeth lightly into the soft flesh and made her gasp and moan at the same time. Her hands fumbled with the tie of his robe and when it was finally free, she pushed it off of him. His hands letting her go only long enough for her to get it off of him.

Hermione ran her hands across his bare shoulders and back as he cupped and squeezed her breasts gently. His thumb circling her nipples and making them tighten into peaks.

Hermione felt him pull his hands from her breasts and before she knew it, he had picked her up, her legs wrapping around him, and carried her the last remaining steps to his bed. Her back brushed the soft comforter as he brought them both down onto it.

Lucius' mouth finding her breast, Hermione arched against him as she moaned. His tongue circled, his teeth nipped, both making her gasp before he suckled at her and pulled another moan from her lips. He gave the other breast the same treatment as his hands slid down her sides, and feeling the lace, it reminded him that she was only half naked. Something he took care of quickly.

Unwrapping her legs from around his waist, Lucius pulled the rest of the teddy down her body and off of her, before he tossed it carelessly to the floor. He would be leaving the stockings on her just as they were though. He had no desire to remove those lovely things from her. She was naked of everything else, which was perfect in his mind.

Hermione brought his mouth back to hers, her hands running down his sides, coming to the waistband of his pajamas. Sliding them around his back and running her hands over his rather delectable bottom before coasting them back up his back.

When Hermione felt his hand on her belly, she squirmed slightly, wanting him to touch her. The swirling feeling in her belly made her realize he had placed a contraceptive spell on her before doing anything else. Her heart rate sped up when he slid his hand lower to caress her hip, trailing down the outside of her silk encased thigh, before moving back up to trace her inner thigh.

That first touch to her folds had her inhaling sharply as he pulled his lips from hers to once again to taste her breasts. His movements slow, almost teasing, as he parted her flesh, but when he finally touched her hidden pearl, she closed her eyes and moaned out her pleasure.

Lucius made her gasp again and again as his hand moved on her. Slipping his fingers inside her and curling them just right, she cried out. His thumb moving over her sensitive button as he continued his ministrations.

Coming back up to kiss Hermione again even as he curled his fingers once more and brushed her sweet spot a second time, making her moan as her nails dug into his back. He wrestled his tongue with hers, as he fought his own need to simply bury himself inside her. He wanted her writhing under him first, wanted to hear her moan out her pleasure as he drove her crazy. He wanted her to explode first.

It wasn't long before he got exact what he wanted too. Hermione's mouth tore from his as she cried out when a wave of pure pleasure rolled over her. Her breathing harsh as he shifted, using magic to vanish his pajamas bottoms and finally getting fully naked with her.

Lucius shifted his hips between her spread thighs as her heart still raced in her chest. He looked down into Hermione's flushed face, waiting until her eyes opened and cleared. Wanting her eyes locked on to his, and when they were, he slowly slid himself inside her.

Lucius could not help but groan in pleasure as her hot and wet center sucked him in. He heard her gasping, as he was sure that with his length and girth, that she needed time to adjust to him. She was so tight around him that it took all the control he had to give her time to adapt to him, because if he didn't, he knew that he would hurt her. When he finally felt her relax, he looked down into her beautiful honey colored eyes and started to move.

Lucius kept his strokes soft and easy, still giving her time. His hand slid up into her hair, bringing her lips back to his as his other hand found her wonderfully stockinged leg. He hooked it around his waist, loving the delicious slide of the silk against him with each stroke of his hips as he moved again and again within her.

Her soft moan urged him to increase his pace and the pressure of each thrust. Her tongue danced with his, as she ghosted her hands down his back and brought her other leg around him as well. The deeper sounds of his pleasure mixing with the higher and breathier pitch of hers as they moved together.

He tried holding back as long as he could, but when she moaned again, he had to have more. His hand that was at her leg, moved to her hip as he reared back and slammed into her.

Hermione broke the kiss as she cried out, her nails once again digging in. Hearing her cry of pleasure, he did it again, only this time her cry turned into the word yes. The single word was his undoing.

His hips pumped into hers, fast and hard. His soft grunts and groans of bliss were almost completely covered up as Hermione moaned and panted harder with each thrust. She had never had anything like this before and she wanted more. More of him, more of this feeling that was slowly building inside her, just more.

Her hips matching him stroke for stroke, and he groaned louder as his thrusts became deeper. This witch was incredible, and this wouldn't be the only time he had her. In fact, he might never let her leave his bed again.

Hermione felt her orgasm building, and as he slammed into her again, she screamed her bliss. Lucius couldn't stop the soft expletives leaving his lips in pleasure as her walls tightened and clenched, his eyes closing as he kept moving. Driving into her more forcibly as her scream made a shiver dance down his spine.

Grinding and rotating his hips as she whimpered with the feeling of another wave building, even before she'd fully recovered from the first, his own release growing inside him as he moved. His left hand slid repeatedly up and down the silk on her leg, as his pace increased even more, and she pulled him deeper inside her.

Her arms and legs were wrapped around him so tight with her pleasure that he almost had trouble moving, but he didn't think of trying to ease her grip even once. He wouldn't have her any other way but lost in her pleasure and trying to pull him tighter against her.

"Lucius." She moaned out, her breathing erratic as the pressure built more inside her.

The sound of his name on her lips had him pounding into her with everything he had. All Lucius could focus on was the euphoric feeling of her slick walls growing tighter and tighter, as harshly whispered curses mixed with his grunts of pleasure with each snap of his hips. This was his witch now and he intended to show her what that meant.

Her cries echoing off the walls, his fingers digging almost painfully into her thigh, he closed his silver eyes against his own impending release. He wasn't ready for this to be over yet, he needed more. His teeth grinding at the sinful pleasure of how staggeringly incredible it felt to have her, to feel her body wrapped tightly around all of him.

Suddenly, she arched against him, screaming his name as she exploded, while her walls vibrated and clamped down around him even tighter than before. He couldn't take any more of the sweet anguish, and a harsh roar escaped him, as he filled her with wave after wave of his release.

When his hips stuttered to stop, both were panting as he collapsed on her, utterly spent. Even in his exhaustion, he did his best to keep as much of his weight off of her as possible, so he didn't smother her. One hand was still on her thigh, though no longer bruising in his grip, her hands were barely hanging onto the edge of his shoulders with her weakened embrace.

His head rested on her shoulder, forehead pressing against her neck, as he took a moment to simply bask in the pleasure of having made love to her. He really was never letting her out of his bed again, not even to go to work. Her desk would eventually crash to the floor with all the heavy files just stacking higher and higher, while he did nothing more but keep himself between her luscious thighs. Lucius knew he'd be just fine with that scenario, and that he'd do his best to make sure Hermione was fine with it too.

When he could finally move again, he rolled off of her, bringing her with him to rest against his side. His arm around her as they both still tried to catch their breath again.

Her eyes were closed, and her hand rested on Lucius' chest rising and falling with each breath. Hermione had heard Ginny talk about her sex life for years. Sharing way more than Hermione ever wanted to know about either of her friends. However, the one thing that kept popping up was how amazing the sex was, and due to how great it was, Ginny couldn't seem to keep her hands-off Harry. Hermione had never understood the sentiment. Not really. Sex was had always just been…okay, and if Ron was too tired, then that was fine too.

A smile started to curve Hermione's lips, because she fully understood now. "I should make these kinds of plans more often." The curly haired brunette said softly, already wondering when they could do this again. Lucius wasn't a young man, and Ron had always implied a bloke couldn't go more than a once in the same night.

Lucius chucked softly. "Please do."

"I'm going to have to thank Ginny again for the racy lingerie." Hermione said as her eyes fluttered open.

Lucius decided he might have to thank the fiery redhead as well. "Next time you make plans like this, let me know so I won't keep myself locked in my office, just so I'd keep my hand off of you."

Hermione turned her head to look at him. "You stayed in your office on purpose?"

Lucius shifted slightly to look at her, a slight smile slipping out. "I didn't want to give you the impression that the only reason I wanted you to live here, was so I could have you in my bed. I thought to give you at a least a few days before I tried to seduce you."

Hermione laughed softly. "You staying in your office was exactly why I was pacing. I was feeling very silly about wearing the sexy outfit Ginny had given me and thinking that if I had more nerve, I'd simply go to your room. Even on the balcony earlier, I was thinking that again if I had more courage, I'd simply drop the robe and let you figure out what I wanted."

Lucius smirked, even as he brushed a damp lock of hair that had fallen across her brow, back behind her ear. "My dear, I know for a fact that you don't lack courage. You've proven that time and again. However..." His smirk growing. "I would have been thrilled with you coming to me and showing me what you on had under your robe. I guarantee you wouldn't have stood there long before I had you pinned under me."

Hermione smiled. "I'll keep that in mind for the next time."

"I certainly hope you do." He told her.

They laid there for several more minutes before Lucius spoke again. "What made you finally decide to move in here?"

Hermione frowned. "When I got back home today..." She sighed, deciding to start at the beginning. "Ginny pounced on me, literally, I don't think I had gotten two steps from the floo and there she was. Bouncing up and down as she gave me some wonderful news and as we were happily discussing it, Ron came in."

Lucius felt his lips tighten, but he waited for her to go on. "He was being a jerk and demanding an explanation for shagging you, like you'd implied at the party. Before long we started to argue about you and Lavender, and how he hadn't stopped her or defended me. Finally, I had enough and walked away. I was in my room when Ginny came in, confused about what was going on and asking if I wanted to talk about it. Which I told her I didn't, but that didn't stop her."

Her lips curved slightly. "So, I told her, starting at the beginning and going from there. Of course, I didn't tell her everything at first, I left some details out, but she finally asked why Ron thought you and I were sleeping together, so I eventually spilled everything."

Lucius quirked a brow. "How did that go?"

Hermione smirked. "She was furious about Lavender and the potion, and she said she was going to rip out all of Lavender's hair. I told her that I wouldn't let her."

Lucius shifted, so he could look down at her. "Why would you stop her?" The damn witch in question deserved to have the redhead's temper lashing out at her, in his opinion.

Hermione smirked more. "Because Ginny had just told me that she's seven weeks pregnant and I didn't want her getting hurt, even by accident."

Lucius sighed. "Alright, I can see why you told her not to get involved." He said begrudgingly, as he stayed as he was, leaning over her, looking down into her face, then paused as a new thought hit him. "How did she take what you told her about you and me?"

"She jumped up, stood on top of my bed, and glared down at me as I laid there." Hermione said, making Lucius sigh again.

Lucius found himself thinking that, obviously, the redhead wasn't thrilled about him being involved with her friend. Which could pose a problem, considering they were both naked and Hermione cared deeply for her friends.

Seeing his reaction, Hermione smiled and went on. "Then, she demanded to know why I wasn't sleeping with you already."

Lucius frowned. "I beg your pardon?" He must have heard that wrong, or she said it wrong.

Hermione smirked. "I said, she demanded to know why I wasn't sleeping with you already after everything I'd said to her about us. It was obvious to her that I wanted to. I mentioned that you offered for me to stay here and she smirked and asked if I wanted help packing."

Lucius felt his lips curving. "She wanted you to move in here?"

Hermione nodded. "She said, and I quote, 'It'll kill two birds in one shot. You'll get away from Ron and you'll have access to shag him whenever and as much as you want.' Needless to say, it didn't take long for me to accept her help packing and send you my note."

I think I might just like Ginny Potter. Lucius thought, looking at his smiling witch and his lips curved even more. "Remind me to thank her for helping you make up your mind."

Hermione was laughing softly as he leaned down to kiss her, her arms slipping around him as he deepened the kiss. I'm going to have to thank her as well. She thought as Lucius' hands started sliding over her body again.

When she felt his newly risen shaft pressing against her thigh a short time later, Lucius busy feasting on her breasts, she'd been surprised. So surprised that, before she realized it, words came flying out of her mouth. "You're feeling up to doing this more than once?"

Lucius paused, her nipple sliding out from between his lips as he lifted his head to look at her. "My dear, are you implying I'm not young enough to keep up with someone your age?" He'd already wondered if his age would be a problem later. Not that he was old by any means, but he did have at least a twenty-year gap on her.

Hermione shook her head. "No, I…I just…I wasn't sure…if…" She wasn't sure how to word it. Ron always got angry if she tried to ask why they couldn't have sex a second time.

Lucius frowned at her, seeing her struggling to explain. It took him a moment to realize what exactly she wanted to ask. "You weren't sure if a second round was possible for anyone?" Oh, dear, it seems like Weasley really was a complete failure as a boyfriend. He thought, mentally smirking. His loss.

Hermione swallowed nervously. "That was what I was asking, yes."

Lucius' lips curved. "I think I may have to teach you what a real wizard is capable of, my dear." Leaning down to kiss the top of her breast, before meeting her gaze again. "In fact, I think there may be several things that you'll learn before the week is out."

Before Hermione could respond, his shifted his position and brought his mouth back to hers. His hands already teasing her flesh as his tongue danced with hers. Moving against him, she felt his erection once more, and decided she couldn't wait to see what all Lucius had to teach her.

A/N: I want Lucius to teach me stuff too...just saying...lol. So there we are my lovelies, I hope it was worth the wait. Not only did they get to have fun in bed, but I got to make another dig at Ron being a lousy boyfriend. Win-win for me. lol. More coming soon, take care and please leave me your thoughts.