"I'll get you something."
He disappeared into the kitchen.
Wrapping her arms around herself, she pulled her robe tighter and tried to get warm.
Her hands were like ice.
'What if we'd been caught? What would have happened to us? Would both of us be expelled? Oh my God, OWLs are right around the corner!
What if I wasn't allowed to take them?!'
Lucifer returned with a vial of light blue liquid and held it out to her. "Drink this."
Hermione's hand fumbled against his.
He held it steady and tipped it to her lips.
The potion tasted like rain.
A shiver ripped through her then warmth spread down her back and into her limbs.
The panic started to subside.
"Better?"
She nodded. "What if we'd been caught? What would you have done?"
"We weren't caught."
"But what if we were?" she pressed, eyebrows knitted with worry.
Lucifer took her chin and tilted back her head. "But we weren't. Nothing happened. Worrying about what might have been is pointless."
"I can't help it."
Sighing, he leaned down and ghosted a kiss over her lips.
"Give the draught a chance to work. You'll feel better in a couple minutes."
"I can't stop shaking," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head against his chest.
Lucifer stroked her hair. "It'll pass. Think about something unrelated. Tell me what else you had in mind for tonight."
A weak smile quirked her lips. "I never got past the flying scenario."
"Then I'll have to chose the itinerary. Is that really what you want?"
Hermione thought about it, bowing her head so he wouldn't see her grin. "May I tie you up?"
"No."
She didn't really think he would let her, but it had been worth a shot.
While she preferred the role of submissive, Hermione wondered what it would be like to have him at her mercy.
"I want to make you come."
He smirked down at the top of her head. "I think you'd better give me some more time."
Hermione smiled. "Maybe you'd better take a shower while you're recovering."
One eyebrow rose, and he made her look at him again. "Are you implying that I smell unpleasant?"
Eyes going wide, she shook her head. "Oh! No, sir! I . . . I just wanted to . . . oh gods . . . lick your . . . oh never mind."
Lucifer grinned. "Lick my what?"
Her head was starting to feel fuzzy, and his smirking face made her slightly dizzy.
"Your arse, okay. I wanted to eat your arse. Bloody hell."
Chuckling, Lucifer pulled her arms from around his waist so he could take off his shirt.
"Is that why you wanted to tie me up?"
"Yes, sir," she answered, watching his fingers manipulate each button.
"Maybe we can work out a compromise."
"You mean you will let me tie you up?"
"No. I mean a compromise."
"Okay. Like what?" 'One arm and leg?'
Lucifer pulled off his shirt and cast it aside as he thought. Her eyes were unblinking as she watched him, a numb look freezing her face.
"I'll let you do whatever you please. You can be in control. But I will not be restrained by any physical means."
That sounded better than nothing.
Hermione nodded in acceptance of the terms. "Okay. Will you let me blindfold you?"
The seconds ticked by.
Finally, he sighed and nodded. "Very well."
She beamed at him, and Lucifer shook his head in amused disbelief.
Her enthusiasm was touching, and he couldn't help but feel some happiness at her obvious desire.
No one else had ever wanted him the way she seemed to.
It was strangely flattering and surreal at the same time.
Giving anyone control made him want to scream, but he didn't think she harbored any evil motives in her request.
At any rate, he would be unrestrained and could put a stop to anything he didn't like.
"Rest assured, Hermione, I took a thorough shower before you arrived tonight."
Her grin turned devilish. "How thorough?"
"Extremely thorough."
"You're wearing too much."
One eyebrow perked skyward. "You're in charge. What are you going to do about it?"
A gleeful grin broke her face, and she reached out for him.
He stepped forward to stand between her knees.
Hermione unzipped him and pushed down his trousers until gravity took over and they fell to the floor.
Pulling at the elastic waistband of his shorts, she eased down his boxers and smiled at his still-soft prick.
"I told you you'll have to give me more time," he warned.
Hermione nodded, unable to look away. "I'm not in any hurry. Kick them off." She nodded at his clothes and shoes.
Lucifer stepped out of them. "Are you all right?" he asked, noticing a slight sway to her head.
"Is that potion supposed to make me feel like this?"
"Like what?"
"Like I've had too much wine."
He reached up and cupped her face in his hands. "Are you dizzy?"
"A little"
"Groggy?"
"No."
"It'll disappear as you relax."
"Okay."
Lucifer stroked her bottom lip. "Do you still want to do this? We can rest if you'd like."
"NO!" She didn't mean to say that so loudly.
"I want it." Hermione wasn't about to pass up the chance to have him doing whatever she wanted.
"Lie down. I'm ready now."
Airily chuckling at her sudden decisiveness, he climbed onto the bed next to her and rested on his side.
"On your front."
Both his eyebrows quirked up. She smiled at him.
Hermione pulled her wand out of her robes before shucking them and then removing her lacy lingerie.
"Where's the lube?"
A short laugh spilled out, and he turned his wand toward the bathroom.
A familiar jar soared toward her, landing next to her hand. "Anything else?" he asked.
"That's good for now," she said in a spacey voice.
'Bloody hell, I sound like Luna. I think that potion is making me high.....'
Urging him to lie flat, Hermione smoothed her hand over his arse one last time before she climbed up and straddled it.
"You promise you'll pretend you're tied up?"
"Yes." He couldn't imagine how she was going to eat his arse sitting on him like that.
"Do we have any oil?" she asked.
"Oil?"
"Yes."
"Mmm," he thought. "I might have some almond oil around here somewhere."
"I'd like it."
He fumbled around for his wand again and tried summoning the oil.
There was a ratting in the kitchen's cabinet.
A small bottle flew into his hand.
"There you are, pet."
"Thank you," she replied and uncorked the bottle.
Hermione poured a thin stream down his spine then set the bottle on the night stand.
Resting her hands on his lower back, she put all her attention on massaging away his tension.
Lucifer never loosened up, always storing away any problems in the tight muscles of his body.
It felt as if he were made of concrete.
His flesh barely moved as she began pressing her thumbs into the knots she encountered.
Lucifer slowly realized that she had no intention of doing anything sneaky in the near future and relaxed under her warm fingers.
No one had ever massaged him. Ever.
She was slowly working out the kinks in his back, and he felt blood heating every spot she touched.
The knots hurt when she pressed at them (and he saw stars a few times), but over the next half-hour he felt a freedom in his back he'd forgotten was possible.
Hermione smiled as he hissed and made soft sounds of release into the bedspread.
His skin felt hot, and the oil was almost all absorbed.
She leaned forward, pressing her breasts into his back as she touched her lips to his neck.
"How do you feel?" she whispered.
"Bloody fantastic," he groaned.
Hermione smiled and pushed his hair out of the way. "Are you ready for more?"
Lucifer turned his face to one side. "I don't know what that means, but yes."
"Do you want me to lick you?" She ground her pelvis against his hard buttocks.
He fought the next groan. "Whatever you like, pet. You're in charge."
Hermione knew he was playing with her by refusing to say it out loud.
Lifting her hips, she slid her hand between them and trailed down his back until her fingers touched the cleft of his bum.
His breathing hitched as she traced the fissure with one finger. "Is this what you want?"
"You know what I want," he rumbled.
"No clue," she said, throwing his words back at him. "You'll have to tell me."
His growl got louder, and he finally relented. "I want your tongue up my arse!"
Hermione smiled and picked up her wand. "Blindfold first."
Sighing, Lucifer waited while she cast the spell. "Satisfied?" he asked when the material was snug around his head.
Kissing his shoulder, she pushed up onto her hands and knees.
"If this is making you angry, we can stop."
Lucifer didn't mean to sound so put out, but he didn't like handing over the reins or, in fact, not being able to see.
It made him feel sick. Vulnerable on a different level than just bleeding.
"No. We have an agreement."
"Do you trust me?" she asked hesitantly.
"It's not that, love," he sighed. "I'm just not good at giving up control."
"I won't hurt you."
That made him smile. "I know."
"I just want to make you feel good."
He nodded. "I know, pet."
"If you want to stop, I'll understand."
He shook his head. "This is a one-time thing. I'll calm down after a while—when I get used to it."
Hermione kissed his cheek. "I hope not too calm. I want to watch you come."
Lucifer snorted. "Then get on with it."
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