A/N: Hello all my lovely readers. Thank you so much for all the incredible reviews, I loved reading them all. There were a few I couldn't respond to, but only because the person who sent it not allowing private messaging. Anyway, here we have the morning after their first night together. Enjoy!

Special Thanks: To my wonderful beta, TabiPrewett, for looking this over and checking for any errors I might have made. I greatly appreciate all you've done for me on this story.

Chapter 22

Morning arrived and found the couple still wrapped together in Lucius's bed. Hermione was on her side, with Lucius's chest pressed into her back while his arm was draped over her naked waist with his hand curving up to gently cup her breast. Even in his sleep Lucius couldn't bear to let her go.

Last night Lucius had made love to her three times. If she'd been surprised by the second time that he rubbed his freshly risen member against her, the third had shocked her beyond belief. Her astonishment must have been written all over her face, because he'd given her dark chuckle before sliding into her.

Only, instead of hammering himself into as he done the second time that he'd taken her, this time Lucius went a different route. Taking things slow as he kissed her, his tongue matching the speed of his thrusts, while stroking his hands along her sensitive skin. Not rushed in anything that he did to her.

Hermione appreciated the care in which Lucius used in heating her body to a low simmer, instead of bringing it to a rolling boil like before. However, as her sighs of pleasure escaped her with each stroke of his hands and hips, she found herself impatient for more. She'd only just discovered the flaming passion that sex could be, she wasn't ready to slow things down just yet.

She'd tried to give the blond man little hints of what she wanted, deepening the kisses they shared, stroking his back firmer, and pulling him tighter against her body. However, Lucius either wasn't getting the message, or he wouldn't be deterred from his mission to show her the softer side of lovemaking. Instead, he simply carried on teasing her flesh as he rocked his body slowly against her.

Hermione's need getting the better of her, she eventually pushed him onto his back and climbed on top of him. The surprise in his eyes at her boldness had quickly vanished as he took in her naked form rising and lowering on top of him. Her lovely breasts bouncing had drawn his graze, as his hands moved to her hips to guide her movements. It didn't take him long to figure out exactly what she wanted, as her hips sped until she had the hard and fast rhythm she craved. A rhythm he himself preferred, though he'd tried showing her that he could treasure her, as well lust after her.

When he saw that Hermione was steady in her rhythm and didn't need his guidance, Lucius' hands started to wander. One had stayed on her leg, his thumb stroking the midnight blue silk the entire time, as the other had trailed up and down her body. Though, the hands on her leg altered as he took his pleasure from her. Lucius was completely absorbed in her as she rode him, and he let his dark silver eyes slide from one end of her body to the other. From her swaying breast, all the way to the joining of their hips and back again. He found himself getting lost in her face for a moment as her moans of bliss slipped out from her parted lips, only to start his perusal all over again.

Hermione's moans and cries echoed loudly as she moved, only Lucius hadn't been silent either, his groans and grunts of pleasure had kept sending tingles of lust flowing through her as she moved faster and faster. This man who was normally so calm and controlled was anything but when she was wrapped around him, it seemed.

When curly-haired woman had thrown her head back and screamed out her release, he had pulled her down for a kiss, and unable to hold back any longer, rolled her onto her back. Taking over with pounding thrusts, making her cry out over and over in pure ecstasy. His hand still curled around her silk encased leg as he moved, she had finally screamed out his name as he detonated inside her with a hoarse shout of his own.

Hermione had barely had the energy to cast a quick cleansing spell before they had both fallen into an exhausted sleep, wrapped together in their bliss. Now as they slept, there was a faint pop in the room. The tiny elf unsure as it slowly crept towards her master's bed.

The tiny creature slowly reached out a tentative hand and placed it on Hermione's arm. "Miss?" Lulu said quietly, still a bit fearful.

Hermione sighed and snuggled deeper into Lucius' embrace. Lulu swallowed nervously and tried again. "Miss? It's time for's Miss to get's up?""

Hermione breathed in deeply as she started to wake, her blurry eyes opening and taking a moment to focus on the tiny elf in front of her. "What?" She asked sleepily.

Lulu glanced at Lucius who was slowly stirring as well, her ears dropping lower in her mild fear of angering her master. "It's time for's Miss to get's up for's work?"

Hermione saw the fear in Lulu's face. "What's wrong, Lulu?"

Lulu looked again to Lucius who had started to open his eyes and raise his head to peer over Hermione at the tiny elf. "Lulu, what is it?" He asked softly, still groggy from sleep.

Lulu backed away slowly, still looking unsure, her ears drooping now. "It's time for's Miss to's get up for's work, Master's." The other elves had warned Lulu many times that a master could punish an elf if angered. That this master had punished elves before the human's war had ended years ago, and that it could happen again if they were not properly mindful.

Hermione slowly sat up on her elbow, forgetting she was naked as the sheet slipped from her breast. "But why do you look so scared?"

"Lulus not's supposed to's come in Master's room without Master's asking her's to's." Lulu said looking away from Hermione's nakedness. "But Miss not's in Miss's room for's Lulu to's wake. Lulu had's to's come in Master's room."

Understanding, Lucius sighed. "Lulu, you did well in waking Hermione. I'm not angry."

Hermione smiled sleepily, still not fully awake and fuzzy headed. "Thank you, Lulu."

The elf's ears raised again, a happy smile on her little face. "Lulu happy to's help Miss. Would Miss like's Lulu to's start Miss's shower?"

Hermione shook her head. "I'll get it, Lulu." Seeing the elf nod, though her smile faded, Hermione went on. "I'll call you when I need your help. I liked how you did my hair yesterday and I'd love for you to fix it again, if you don't mind."

Lulu beamed. "Yes, Miss, Lulu will's fix hair for's Miss when Miss calls." Then, she was gone with a pop.

Hermione sighed even as Lucius chuckled. His voice smooth and soft in her ear. "You've won Lulu's affection in almost no time at all." Not the least bit surprised, especially with how Hermione had gotten under his skin as easily and quickly as she had.

Hermione smiled and sank back down in bed, enjoying the blond man still holding her. "I didn't do anything special to gain it."

Lucius pulled her body tighter against his. "Yes, you did. You let her help, even when you don't need it, simply because you want her happy." He kissed her bare shoulder. "How do you feel this morning, my dear?"

Hermione smiled as she closed her eyes in bliss. "A bit tired, but I feel pretty good."

Lucius hid his smile, knowing that she hadn't really moved much yet to realize she was probably a bit sore. He slid his hands over her bare skin. "Yes, you do, though I'd use a word much better than good. I think you feel exquisite, in fact." Kissing her neck as well.

Hermione's smile grew, her head shifting so he could reach her neck better. "You feel pretty wonderful too." Shifting her body against him, making him growl softly as her rump brushed against his growing erection. She was still surprised by his stamina, but she was finding herself very happy about it.

Shifting slightly in his arms to face him, she leaned in to give him a small kiss on the lips. "I have to get up though."

Hermione flipped back the covers and sat up, his pale gray eyes skimming over her naked back that faced him. She smirked when she saw the dark blue silk still hugging her legs that Lucius never got around to removing from her. She'd forgotten to pull them off last night as well, however, she noticed their charms kept them perfectly in place, even as she slept.

Hermione lifted her hand, calling for her wand in her dressing gown, using a small spell to make them vanish from her legs and go to the small basket in her room. One she'd transfigured from a small box for her dirty laundry.

Using her wand to accio her robe, she slipped it on before she stood. The full movement involved in standing, made her fully aware of the ache between her legs. Understanding now why Lucius asked how she felt.

He had ridden her very hard last night each time he'd gotten her on her back, which explained the ache. Understanding now why he'd told her the other morning that had he made love to her, there would be no need to question if he had or not.

Lucius watched the small wince as she stood, as well as the light blush filling her cheeks. Deciding that she was indeed sore after last night. "Are you alright, my dear?"

Her blush spread more. "Yes, just a bit sore."

He bit back a smirk, calling for his own dressing gown, he stood and slipped it on as her eyes ran over his form. Seeing the heat starting to fill them at seeing his nakedness, he couldn't hold back the pride that filled him. Over twenty years her senior, and yet, she still lusted after his body. It made all those hours of swimming, even when he was tired after a long day, well worth it.

Lucius took her hand, leading her into his bathroom, a slight frown on her lips as he did so. Opening a cabinet over his sink, his eyes scanned the many vials until he found what he was looking for.

Pulling out the small vial, he held it out to her. Hermione looked it over, and then popped the cork, before she brought it to her nose. Breathing deeply and taking in the herbal scent inside, she smiled in relief as she realized that it was a healing potion. Once identified, she didn't hesitate before drinking it down.

Lucius nodded, thinking once again that she very smart to not bother asking what it was, instead studying it herself to find out what it truly was. How quickly she smiled in recognition impressed him. She had been able to identify it faster than most people could have.

When the potion kicked in, all aches easing until they were gone completely, Hermione sighed. "Thank you, Lucius."

He smiled, stroking her cheek gently with the back of his hand. "No. Thank you, my dear. You were magnificent."

Hermione blushed a bit, even as she felt giddy with pride at his words. A man like him, having been with probably hundreds of women, thought she was magnificent.

Knowing she needed to go before she said or did something stupid, like pumping her fist in the air at his high praise, Hermione spoke. "I should go get ready for work." Doing her best to sound normal and dignified.

Lucius watched her go, his eyes on the sway of her hips in the silk robe, feeling the arousal she had inspired earlier while shifting against him while they were still in bed together. He knew it was early still, barely a little past six, and she didn't have to be at work until eight.

Hearing his balcony door open and close as she went to her rooms, he smiled. He might have to make sure they both had a very good morning before she left.

The pale aristocrat took a moment to do a bit of grooming, cleaning his teeth and straightening his hair. He also palmed another healing potion, before slipping it into the pocket of his robe. He made his way to his balcony door that she had used earlier. Opening it and walking the short distance to her matching door as he thought of what he was going to do to her beautiful body.

Lucius slid open her door and heard the sink running, saw her suit for the day already hanging on the outside of her closet door. He glanced towards her private bath, and saw her through the partially open doorway as she gave her mouth a final rinse, before setting her toothbrush back in a small cup on the sink. It made him curious why she did it the muggle way instead of using magic.

Closing her balcony door, he heard the shower door click open and shut moments before the water kicked on. With a smile on his lips, he made his way towards the naked woman he knew was inside. A quick flick of his wrist had wards and silencing spells placed around her bedroom and adjoining bath. No need to have her embarrassed later by anyone overhearing her lusty cries of pleasure.

Pushing the door to the loo open further, Lucius saw her back to him in the glass encased shower. A sponge in her hands as she ran it over her skin, the scent of orange blossoms hit his nose and aroused him further.

It was her favored scent, she always smelled of orange blossoms and he loved how she smelled. It was one of the things he'd learned from Weasley, her favorite perfumes and body washes. He'd bought some years ago to send to her as a gift, but never had the courage to actually send it. As soon as he'd known she was staying that first night, he'd had the elves put in here for her to bathe with.

Lucius took a moment, simply to watch the young witch bathe, before shedding his robe when the glass steamed over so he could no longer see her clearly. Thinking he would need to place a charm on the glass, so it didn't do that anymore in the future. He wanted to be able to see her naked body whenever he pleased, even when she did nothing more than bathe. For now, he simply used a wandless spell to make the fog clear again.

After hanging his robe on a hook that the door held, Lucius quietly and slowly stalked towards her. Given the fact that the shower was running and her back was still to him, she had no idea she was no longer alone. He admired the curve of her back as he moved towards the shower, the dips in her waist that swelled into smooth hips, smiling as he looked down to her the rounded cheeks of her rear. She was incredible to look at.

The dimples on either side of the base of her spine, just above her derriere that he'd noticed at the Christmas party with her bare backed dress, made his eyes burn pure silver. They made him want to place his thumbs in them as he bent her over something and took her from behind. Something he knew he would have to do sometime soon. The image his mind created at seeing them demanded it.

Her eyes closing as she turned and dipped her head under the spray in preparation of washing it, she missed the click of the shower door opening and closing as the water poured over her ears. Feeling hands encircle her waist and pull her from under the water, her eyes popped open as a squeak of alarm escaped her.

Hermione barely had time to register the gorgeous blond man in front of her before his mouth crashed onto hers. Her body flamed instantly as his mouth moved, his tongue dueling with hers, while his hands raced over her skin.

A moan escaped her when he quickly found her folds, all teasing gone this morning. When she was slick with desire and ready for him, he broke the kiss, lifting her in his arms as her slippery legs settled around his hips.

Her eyes, glazed with passion, but still full of heat, were on his dark silver ones. "My dear, you didn't really think you were escaping that easy, did you?" He asked, his hands under her hips to support her weight as he braced her wet back against the shower wall.

Hermione smiled, wanting him to slide inside her, but he was holding back, at least until she answered him. "I did, but I'm glad you didn't let me."

Lucius' lips curved a moment before thrusting into her with a one solid stroke. The gasp that escaped her almost covered his groan of pleasure at feeling her surround him once again. Only this time he didn't give her a moment to adjust before he was moving inside her, not that she had a single complaint about it either.

Driving hard and deep into her as his mouth found her neck. She moaned with each thrust and simply held on as he rode her. Her position not allowing her to move a single inch.

With his fast and hard pace, it wasn't long before she was whimpering with her growing delight, her release coming on quickly as he pounded into her again and again. When he reared back and slammed into her, she cried out, digging her nails into his shoulders and pulling a groan from him.

She was so close at this point, that all it took was him sinking his teeth into her neck again, and she screamed as her body shook with her release.

"So sweet." He moaned harshly against her skin, thrusting faster as the sinful bliss of her vibrating walls contracted around him. Riding her harder through her orgasm as his own pleasure built, water from the shower running down his back as he moved.

Hermione was panting, her back slapping the wall once or twice as he thrust deeper, wincing a few times when he hit her cervix, but loving the feel him so much that she didn't try to slow him down at all. This man was heaven, sending her beyond anything she had ever felt before, and she wanted everything he had to give her.

She cried out as he slammed into her again. Her body singing in agonized euphoria as she tightened more and more around his throbbing member.

The platinum-haired wizard's eyes closed against the explosion that was almost upon him. "Hermione." He choked out softly as he continued to move in her. His passion-laced voice in her ear, his hands digging into her flesh, his thrusts almost painful in their depth and speed. All of this together had the tight coil inside her snapping, and her walls clamped around him in a vice like grip, as she screamed out his name.

Lucius roared his release, as his hips jerked, rocking against her again and again as he spilled his seed inside her. Giving a final deep thrust that ripped a fresh groan from him before sagging against his panting witch.

Locking his rubbery legs, he dropped his head to her shoulder. Hermione's arms tightened around his neck as her fingers found his silky wet hair. Both breathing harshly as the post coital bliss flowed through them both.

Several minutes passed before Lucius could lift his head. Looking at the softly smiling witch that he still held, he felt a fluttering in his chest. Ignoring the odd feeling for now, he moved to kiss her softly.

Hermione met his lips and let his tongue ease inside her mouth, the gentle kiss after so much passion making her euphoria grow. This man was amazing, passionate, gentle, kind, and sweet, mixed in with arrogance, intelligence, and pride, all making him someone she was liking more and more. Wanting and needing more too.

When he broke the kiss, he slowly lowered her to the floor again as her arms slid down his wet chest. Making sure she had her balance before easing his hold on her, though he didn't step away. His hand coming up to brush her dripping hair from her face, his eyes locked on her warm honey colored ones, drops of water hanging from her lashes due to the shower spray.

"You are astounding, my sweet Hermione. I don't know how I've ever managed without you in my arms or bed before." His voice soft and smooth, the sound, as much as the words, sending delighted tingles down her spine.

Hermione smiled. "I don't know how I'm managed it either, but I fear at this rate, you're going to ruin me for anyone else ever again."

He chuckled softly, though part of him was hoping that was true.

Knowing she was running out of time, he gave her a final kiss and let her bathe. Though he helped, much to both of their enjoyment.

Since the young woman didn't have time for him to take her again, he kept his teasing caresses to a minimum. When she was clean, she took her turn helping him wash. Liking the darkening of his eyes as she moved the sponge over his gorgeous body. His desire for her making her feel like the sexiest woman ever.

When they were done, she climbed out, him kissing her wet shoulder as she wrapped a towel around herself. His own towel around his hips already.

Blowing out a breath at knowing she had to dress for work, she moved into her bedroom to dry off before she pressed her body against his and begged him to take her again. A mild ache already forming downstairs again at his enthusiastic lovemaking, but she didn't mind the ache with all the pleasure he had given her.

Hermione was only in her lacy white knickers and bra when he emerged from her bathroom wearing his brocade dressing gown again. His eyes raking over her figure as she moved to pull her skirt off its hanger.

A smirk on his lips as she pulled the pale purple skirt over her hips and slid the zipper up. He watched her pull her pale cream colored blouse on, buttoning it up halfway before her gaze landed on him.

A blush filling her cheeks. "Are you planning on just watching me dress?"

"I hadn't planned on it, though I am certainly enjoying the sight." He told her, moving closer to her.

Hermione swallowed, a hint of heat still inside her, though she had no idea how she could want him again so soon. "Well, it's distracting, and I have to go to work." Hands still paused on her buttons.

He chuckled softly. "Fine, I'll leave you in peace to dress." His eyes skimming over her again, catching a sparkle from under her shirt. Lifting his hand, he brushed her collar aside and picked up the amethyst heart hidden underneath.

Lucius smiled. "This is a lovely necklace, my dear. It's almost as pretty as you are."

She felt a flush coating her cheeks as her hands lowered from her buttons. "Thank you, Lucius. Severus gave it to me."

His lips curved more. "Did he?"

She nodded. "For Christmas. It was a very nice surprise to find it under my tree. It…kind of made me feel special...to know someone actually cared about me other than Harry or Ginny."

The blond man's eyes warmed, placing the pendant back under her blouse. "I'm sure that was his intentions, my sweet."

Lucius didn't mind that Hermione still believed Severus gave her the gift, because deep down, he knew it was really from him. At the time that the aristocrat gave her the gift, he genuinely didn't think she would have accepted it if she had known it was from him.

A quick kiss to her lips, followed by him handing her the potion he'd put in his pocket earlier, and then he was gone. Leaving the same way, he had come into her room. She quickly finished dressing after drinking down the potion, remembering at the last minute that she'd told Lulu that she'd call her. Her time in the shower with Lucius had her running late, though she couldn't find it in herself to actually mind being late for once.

In just a few minutes, Lulu had her hair in a French braid again, as well as her make-up light and pretty. The little elf was happy as she looked at Hermione and saw the glow in the brunette's eyes as she stared at her reflection.

Hand tucked into the elf's once again, Hermione was led downstairs to the dining room. Seeing Draco already seated, Hermione did her best not to blush. Then, she realized she hadn't put up any silencing spells in her room, nor was she sure if Lucius had before joining her in the shower or not.

She said good morning, praying the young man hadn't heard her passionate cries or his father's loud shout as his pleasure peaked. A slight pink tinge crossed her cheeks as Draco stood to pull out her chair for her since his father was not down to do so.

Draco looked at the witch, her cheeks flushed slightly and a glow to her skin. It seemed moving out of Grimmauld Place and into his home agreed with her. Not having any idea where the glow truly came from. "I was wondering if you were ever going to come down before we had to go. You overslept, didn't you?" A grin on his lips as he took his own seat again.

Hermione bit back a new blush, deciding to go with Draco's explanation of why she was almost late for breakfast before work. "Yes, I did."

"Yes, you did, what?" Lucius asked, coming into the room.

Her eyes sliding over his frame in his dark black slacks, pale green shirt, and matching black vest with mother of pearl buttons. Quickly returning to her breakfast before Draco noticed her ogling his suave and rather sexy father.

Draco glanced at his father, still grinning and missing the quick look Hermione had given Lucius. "She overslept"

Lucius smirked as he took his seat, having caught Hermione's look, even if his son didn't. "Well, you must have been exhausted after last night, my dear."

Hermione's fork slipped from her fingers, clattering softly to her plate, and making Lucius cough softly to cover his laugh. "Yes, well...it was a…trying day. What with Draco's constant annoyance, then dealing with everything at Grimmauld Place. All mixed together with the mountain of paperwork I filled out, it was no wonder I was...exhausted." She said as picked up her fork again.

Draco looked back at her. "What happened at Grimmauld Place? Did Weasley do anything?"

Hermione paused mid-bite. "No, we argued some, but he didn't actually do anything. He wouldn't really harm me. Not purposely."

Draco and Lucius weren't so sure, and after glancing at one another, they confirmed that the other felt the same as themselves.

Feeling ravenous after last night and this morning, but not having time to sit for a full meal, she ate what she could, while still keeping her manners. Then, stood when it was time for her to leave. "I have to be going."

Draco and Lucius stood as well, Draco said he needed to go too, especially if he was to get their morning coffee. Hermione paused, realizing she left her matching jacket and briefcase upstairs.

"I need to go back to my room, I forgot to bring down my briefcase and blazer." She said. Lucius stopped her from leaving with a gentle hand on her wrist, calling to Lulu and asking the elf to fetch what Hermione needed.

Draco said he'd see her at work and was quickly gone. The sound of his apparation barley meeting their ears.

Both standing in the dining room still, Lucius started to lead her into the foyer, his hand on her lower back. When Lulu popped back holding her things, Hermione thanked the tiny elf who smiled and popped away.

Lucius helped her on with her jacket again, after she set her briefcase down, before pulling her to him and kissing her thoroughly. Taking a moment to enjoy the taste of the beautiful witch in his arms. His hands sliding down to rest on her curving backside as hers rested on his chest.

When he broke the kiss, he saw the desire in her eyes and thought about taking her back to his bed and not letting her go to work after all. He could do many enjoyable things to her, all over his house, in the hours before his son returned home. Lucius knew though, she'd never blow off work, so he could shag her senseless all day.

His lips curving into a smile, the blond man spoke. "Have a lovely day, my dear. I'll see you when you get home." The word home, and knowing that this was her home for now, warmed him more than he was willing to admit.

Hermione smiled back at him, a bit breathless after such a wonderful kiss. "You too, I'll see you tonight."

She pulled her wand and was gone with a crack after he let her go. A smirk quirked his lips as he realized she had forgotten her briefcase after he'd kissed her. He waited, knowing it wouldn't take her long to figure out what she was missing.

Lucius was right too, as she popped back in less than thirty seconds. A slight flush to her cheeks, startled to see he was still standing there. "Oh, um...I forgot my briefcase."

His lips curved more. "Here I thought you just wanted me to kiss you again."

Hermione felt her own lips curving as she picked up her case first, so she didn't forget it again. "That hadn't been my intention, but I certainly wouldn't mind."

Moving the short distance and slipping her free arm around his neck as she brought her lips up to meet his. Taking a few moments longer in breaking away this time from his questing hands and velvety tongue.

Just as breathless as before, if not more so now, Hermione almost didn't want to leave a second time. He inspired all sorts of naughty thoughts and possibilities concerning what she'd like to do to and with him.

Unfortunately, her work ethic was much stronger than her desire to tear his clothes from him and beg him to make love to her again. Which was saying something, considering just how much she wanted him again this morning.

Lucius allowed her to step away, amused at the lust he saw in her eyes, though equally aroused himself, even knowing she had to go. She said a soft goodbye and apparated away before she changed about mind about going to work.

She definitely will see me tonight. More than just see me too. Lucius thought, smiling more as he went to finish his breakfast, before starting his day in his office.

A/N: I think she's got more will power than me. I would've skipped work and not been the slightest bit remorseful about it. Lol. Ok all, more coming soon. Take care and please leave me your thoughts.