"Granger, I just wanted to tell you . . . if Lucifer ever . . . hurts you in a way you don't like, you can come to me. I'd do whatever I could to help you."
Her brows pinched together. "What?"
Samael sighed. "You know. After what happened today at Hogsmeade, if Lucifer gets out of control. Just use the device, I'd get you out of there or help you . . . or whatever."
She stared at him in shock, suddenly understanding. "Are you worried about me?"
He rolled his eyes. "I'm just saying . . . never mind."
"No, no, no," she said, taking his hand. "That's so sweet. I think I'm going to cry."
"Bloody hell, Granger. Stop, will you? I shouldn't have said anything."
"No you don't," she said, squeezing his hand so he couldn't pull away.
With a smile she pulled him down to her level and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Samael. Will you promise me something?"
His cheek itched where she'd kissed him. "Yeah."
"No matter what happens tonight, you won't think I'm gross or laugh at me."
He shook his head. "You're not gross."
Samael grinned and pushed her toward the bathroom door. "You're perverted. That's totally different."
She took a deep breath and turned knob on the door.
"Finally...." Lucifer was thinking she had fainted inside it.
He motioned for Samael to sit on the settee while he took the armchair.
He didn't want to waste any time.
"We need to talk," he said, pulling Hermione into his lap.
"I've used the device tonight for a specific reason," he told Samael. "Hermione had engraved my collar for eternity inside her body. And she needs practice taking direction and maintaining proper respect."
Samael glanced at Hermione. 'She's agreed to wear his collar for all her life? Even after death?'
"What do you need from me?"
"I need you to just be yourself. Treat her with the same respect you always do. I may ask her to do things to or for you, and I may ask you to do various things as well—but nothing I think you'll object to." Lucifer now touched Hermione's leg. "You will call Samael sir tonight. You need to stay respectful and not talk back. If he asks you a question, you answer him honestly. If he says or does something you don't like, you tell me immediately. Understood?"
She nodded. "Yes, sir."
"Good. You will do as I ask and do it quickly. Hesitation is defiance. Don't make me correct you." He looked over at the person with same face as him.
"Any questions?"
"So I'm allowed to talk to her?"
"Yes."
"And I can say what I please?"
"Nothing cruel."
"You won't get angry if I say something sexual to her?"
"No."
"What if it's really dirty?" Samael asked with a sly grin.
"So long as it's just talk and you don't do anything physical without my permission."
"Do you have to hear everything I say?"
Lucifer looked at Hermione.
She didn't seem worried about Samael's suggestion.
He nodded. "All right, but, Hermione, as I said, you are to tell me if he says anything you don't like."
Hermione nodded.
"Any questions?" he asked Hermione.
She bit her lip. "Will you kiss me first?"
He smiled softly. "Yes."
She was shaking against him when his lips met hers.
He went slowly. Teasing. She needed a good dose of reassurance before they started.
When she started kissing him back as if she were going to eat him alive, he pulled away so they could both catch their breath. "Anything else?"
"I need the loo again," she said, blushing.
Lucifer smirked and patted her bum. "That's fine. Go on."
Hermione dashed off to the bathroom.
Samael eyed his creator as soon as she closed the door. "You're not going to hurt her, are you?"
"Pain is not my goal this evening. Obedience and humiliation are."
"You won't make her cry?"
"I can't guarantee she won't cry. She's never been in this situation before. I don't know how she'll react. But she won't be crying from pain if that's what you're after."
Samael nodded. "Where are you planning to take her?"
"Eros."
Both eyebrows rose at that. "The place you visited last time here on Earth before, won't people recognise you?"
"I know. I'll keep her identity secret."
Samael nodded again.
Hermione came back out, looking anywhere but at the two of them.
"Everything all right?" Lucifer asked.
"I couldn't go."
Samael stifled his snort.
"It's just nerves," Lucifer assured her. "Do you want to display your collar?"
She blushed hard but nodded without hesitation, touching her finger at her throat and it glowed for a second.
She could feel it taking shape around her neck.
"Take off your clothes and get in position on the table. Face Samael."
"Yes, sir," she whispered and began to unbutton her shirt.
She avoided looking at either of them while she disrobed.
She noted how shiny Samael's shoes were and how still Lucifer could sit.
When she was down to her knickers and socks, Lucifer stopped her.
"Leave on the socks. I don't want your feet freezing."
"Yes, sir." She pulled off her knickers and pushed the pile of clothes under the table then knelt on its cold wood top.
The side closer to the fire was warm, but her fingers and toes were so numb with nervousness she could barely tell.
Spreading her legs and putting her hands on her head, she got into position and stared at the floor.
Hermione knew she was shaking, but she couldn't stop it.
Their eyes were all over her; gooseflesh rippled up her arms in response.
Lucifer did a slow circle of her, making sure her position met his public standards.
She was too embarrassed to look at anyone, so he didn't have to tell her to keep her eyes down.
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