That night before leaving the Common Room, Hermione wound up asking Lucifer to give her a few drops of his blood.....
He seemed confused about why she was asking for that but ended up making a small cut on his finger anyway in front of her...
A few hours later, when Lucifer opened the door and saw another of him trailing in behind her, he shook his head, amused but proud of her.
'That's my girl....'
He let them continue darting around the room with nervous expression on faces.
After several minutes passed, his eyes were burning, and Lucifer couldn't stand to read one more sentence of the book written on House-elves.
He needed to get out of his own head.
"Are you ready to bend over my knee, Hermione?"
She looked surprised to find herself being questioned, having been lost in standing at one position for too long.
"Yes, sir," she answered, glancing at a transparent version of her boyfriend.
Lucifer motioned for her to approach.
When she was over his knee, he pushed down her knickers and patted her cheeks. "Tell me what you want, pet."
Hermione could feel Samael's eyes on her, his pretend disinterest, waiting for her to speak.
"Please spank me, sir," It made her heart pound to say it with someone else there.
"Good girl. Count them. And if you get wet, I'm going to let Samael spank you next."
Her eyes widened.
'You know I'm going to get wet. It's not as if I can stop it...'
The first slap startled her out of her internal dialogue. "One."
He didn't give her much time, not caring what number she said, just wanting to hear the change in her voice as she fought the sting and arousal.
She was at thirty before his hand started to prickle with painful heat.
But he didn't stop.
Her restrained wiggling was a sight to behold, and it was clear she wanted to hump his thigh.
"Fifty!" She hissed, wiping the tears from her face. He stopped, and she collapsed with relief.
"My hand's tired, pet. Go ask Samael for the next fifty."
Hermione's heart stuttered into high gear.
There were all kinds of problems she had with that order.
'Ask? Another fifty?' Taking her time, she got off of Lucifer's lap and stood awkwardly for a few seconds while she tried to decide if she should pull up her knickers.
"Leave your knickers where they are, Hermione," Lucifer warned. "Go on. Ask nicely."
She took a few steps over to the clone and stared at his hands while she thought of what to say.
Her face flamed with heat as soon as she opened her mouth. "Will you please spank me, Morningstar?"
"Not good enough, Hermione," Lucifer rumbled.
Hermione sighed and stared up at the ceiling.
'Like this isn't embarrassing enough....'
She couldn't look at him.
"Samael, I've been a very bad girl. I snapped at Lucifer yesterday for him visiting Hogsmeade with his ex, and I'm sorry. Will you please spank me? I need it."
Samael finally smirked. "How many do you want?"
"Fifty." 'Apparently.'
"Recently, you also suggested to Parvati about getting her a crown? Do you want Lucifer to cross-dress? That wasn't very nice."
'Damn it, can he also look in my head?'
Lucifer didn't know what they were talking about, but the way she fidgeted suggested she was nervous . . . or that she felt guilty.
"I was just teasing."
"I'll give you twenty-five for snapping at him and twenty-five for your rude insinuation. But those last twenty-five are going to hurt." He glanced at Lucifer to see if there were any objections.
A small smile played at his Creator's thin lips.
"I'm sorry. Really."
"Tell me again when I'm finished."
Hermione looked back at Lucifer to see if he would say anything to save her.
He just arched an eyebrow that said she'd better get on with it.
'Some hero you are!'
She turned back to Samael and nodded. "All right."
He helped her over his lap, trying to hide the buoyancy of his cock.
The sniping didn't really bother him.
He knew she was ragging and didn't take it personally.
But he was going to get her back for her careless cross-dressing comment.
Samael pushed up her skirt and shoved her knickers further down to her knees.
Her bum had gone bright red from the first round with Lucifer.
Samael pressed a finger against her warm skin and watched the spot turn white before refilling with color.
"You can keep counting, Granger. I don't want to keep track."
Hermione just stopped herself from saying "yes, sir." Damn habits. He smacked her bum, and she let out a tense breath.
He wasn't hitting her as hard as Lucifer.
It stung, but didn't make her eyes water. "One!"
The pace remained slow and steady; she didn't know if she should be grateful that it didn't hurt too much or annoyed that it was turning her on.
If Lucifer would just let her come, she wouldn't be so worried, but with the required wait, Samael was just adding to her torment.
When she said "t-twenty-five," he stopped and gave her a break.
Reaching back, she rubbed at the sting for a second before he swatted away her hand.
"Keep your hands down." Samael shifted his legs so her body was at a sharper angle. "Don't lose count, or I'll have to start over."
The first hit made her gasp.
She couldn't count until he hit her again. "Twenty-six. Twenty-seven!"
"No, Granger. You missed the first one. Go back."
'You evil little---! With the next hit she growled, "Ow! Twenty-six!"
She struggled and kicked so much that by the time he got to thirty-five he had to shift her around again so he could pin down her legs with his thigh.
"Stop moving."
"Thirty-six!" she hissed.
Her bum was on fire. He'd obviously retained everything Lucifer had taught him about how to punish someone. "OW! Thirty-seven!"
He could see several overlapping outlines of his handprint on her cheeks.
His palm stung like hell, but he wasn't going to let up.
She cried steadily through the last ten, sniffling and digging her fingers into his calf.
He was glad when it was over, but not sorry that he'd done it.
He was a little worried that she'd never speak to him again.
Besides Lucifer, she was his only friend.
Pulling his leg off her, he stroked her bum while she caught her breath.
"What do you say to him?" Lucifer chided.
Hermione sniffled and bit her lip. "Thank you, and I'm sorry."
"You're welcome, and you're forgiven." He looked at Lucifer for further instruction.
The older man motioned that he should keep doing what he was doing.
Samael gently rubbed her bum.
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