Chapter 7

They had travelled by international portkey that same day (Lucius called in some favours) and by the time Hermione dumped her bags, she was feeling more than just a little ragged. But a bigger, more insistent part of her wanted to explore her new surroundings.

Lucius' Apartments were, predictably, magnificent. Although, in all honesty – the glaring evidence of his wealth was astonishing. It was a stark contrast to the darkness in Malfoy Manor though the grandeur was no less muted. Of course, there was about the same amount of filigree gilding in the rooms as in Versailles -but what she liked most about Lucius' apartments was the light. It appeared as though the slumbering cream colour of the city outside had continued its journey onto the walls and into the frothy curtains that breathed with the cool night air. She had audibly gasped as she had flung open the balcony doors to take in the view. The whole city lay before her, and the Eifel Tower sparkled against the dusk.

"I take it is to your liking then little witch?" Asked Lucius as he locked her in his arms from behind, his powerful hands folding over her own on the railing.

For a moment Hermione simply enjoyed the heat emanating from the older man behind her as they both admired the view. "Lucius… this is so much more than I ever could have imagined."

"Hmm… good. It pleases me to know that darling," he said breathing into her hair. "I always want to take care of my baby."

At this, Hermione sighed and sank even deeper back into the body of her lover. After a few moments more, she realised that Lucius had partially released her to access his wand to begin casting wordless magics around them. Before long, Lucius tucked away his wand to place a guiding hand on Hermione's waist.

"Open your legs for me precious." He commanded gently. Without turning round Hermione did as she was told. "So obedient." He chuckled.

Hermione knew that he had cast a notice-me-not spell but even so, whatever Lucius had planned for her would take place out in the open. Exposed. The thought was so illicit that Hermione couldn't help the breathy moan that came from her.

"You know what I'm going to do to you, don't you little girl?" Asked Lucius mildly and Hermione nodded with enthusiasm. "Ahhh so it seems Gryffindor's own has an exhibitionist streak… just as well – Severus has also joined us to enjoy the view darling."

She went to turn around to drink in the sight of Severus as well; but Malfoy held her tight. Then, Lucius unfastened her trousers and pulled down her zipper to expose the source of her mounting heat to the early evening air. He was driving her crazy and she revelled in the way the blonde man's thumbs rubbed tantalizingly against her hip bones, but never descending lower – making her ache even more for his attentions. Through the fog of her lust-addled brain she registered that she could hear the sound of Severus' exhalations and the tell-tell scent of smoke.

"Who am I to you Hermione?" Lucius asked as he cupped her over her knickers, grounding her in the moment.

"You're… you're Lucius." Answered a confused Hermione.

"No love, what did I say that first night we came together? Who did I say would take care of you?"

Hermione gasped, following the man's train of thought.

"Yesss precious," he smiled and took her lobe in his mouth. "Who am I to you Hermione?"

Hermione bucked craving more and overwhelmed by the wanton emotions coursing through her. "You're… you're my Daddy." She moaned. It felt so naughty to say that, but she couldn't deny the answering throb from her groin.

"Ohh yess, there's my clever beautiful little girl. Would you like it if Daddy fucked your puss with his fingers now?"

Hermione groaned.

"Go on Princess." Severus' voice floated to her from across the balcony. "It's okay to say naughty things to us little one."

Hermione panted, her eyes scrunching with the odd combination of humiliation and arousal. "Please… Daddy I want your fingers inside my pussy."

"Well done. You're our good little girl Hermione – of course we'll always give you what you need. Especially if it's for your lovely pussy." And then Lucius deftly snaked his fingers between the sopping fabric and her skin, massaging the firm pads against the heat of her moistened curls before finally encasing them in her tight opening.

Hermione pitched forward and felt herself almost crouch down to widen her stance; so she could feel more- more of the incredible sensation of Lucius lovingly fucking her with his hands.

"Describe it to me sweetie. Tell me what it feels like when Daddy Lucius is stroking your pussy. Use your big girl words." Came Severus' voice from the darkness of the balcony again, accompanied with a plumb of smoke and spark of ember.

Even though she felt mindless, Hermione was enjoying the dirtiness of the game they were playing. "Ohh it feels so good when Daddy plays with my princess parts!"

The two men snarled in response.

"Keep going little one!" Encouraged Lucius.

"I- I feel so good! My Daddies make me feel so naughty that my knickers get wet all the time." Words kept pouring out of her, as if they were being wrenched out of her body. "My pussy feels so good its all slippery and tingly and then I get the squeezy feeling – I love the squeezy feeling. Only my Daddies have ever made me feel it!"

"Oh fuck yes! You dirty little angel!" Cried Lucius as he swirled his fingers around inside her. "Are you close to that squeezy feeling precious?"

"Yes Daddy! Ohhh yes- just there… ughhhhh."

"Good girl! Good girl! Are you going to do a nice big princess cum for everyone to see?"

Hermione was screaming now. "I want to do a big cum! I want to be a good girl for Daddy Lucius and Daddy Sev! I'm gonna do a big cum! I'm gonna do a big cum! Cumming! Cumming! Cumming!"

Her legs quaked with the force of her release and Lucius felt the answering gush of her orgasm. Inordinately pleased with her performance, Lucius span the still quivering witch in his arms to face him. Her cheeks were aflame from the shock of her actions and he smirked. "Now now pet, see how good you taste?" And he pressed his cunning fingers to her mouth, which she sucked on greedily.

In a display of his skulking prowess, Severus was soon upon them both. His towering form melding with his two partners, they made quite the sight; the dark professor capturing Lucius' arrogant lips as they held the shivering girl pressed between them.

"I believe it may be time to retire?" Offered Severus.

"Hm? Come along young Hermione, that was Severus' not so subtle way of indicating he needs a good seeing to." And Lucius took both hers and Snape's hands to lead them into the master bedroom.