Chapter 18: Blackmailing??!

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"Why are you resorting to blackmail. Can't we just stop this?" she asked a trembling tone barely above a whisper.

"Come on, Mrs. Weasley," I said.

"Let's keep our terminology straight. Blackmail requires me to actively threaten you with an action."

For example, the next step of my plan included a copious amount of it through the contents of the camera that was currently recording, to be used in case my first approach failed.

"What we are doing is just a transaction. You want a certain service to be conducted, I proposed the price, and we concluded a deal.

Let's not cheapen it with such accusatory terminology."

The spark of anger returned to her face. I was glad to see the desire to fight bright in her eyes, it would only make it tastier when I broke her to my tastes.

"Of course," she said between her clenched teeth.

"Good, then why don't you have some refreshment before we start. You are going to need it." She looked like she was about to reject, so I added. "I insist."

A resigned expression appeared on her face and she walked towards the small cocktail table with the refreshments on, an action she would never do without the debacle with her sister.

Still, I could see her discreetly drawing her wand and testing the food. A good idea, I approved, but not paranoid enough.

I made sure to keep everything on the table clean, this time dosing both my lips and my cock, not to mention a small capsule in my mouth, filled with lust potion.

"Thank you," she mumbled as she nibbled on some of the lighter side dishes, just enough to not to be completely rude.

Then, she left the table, and sat next to me.

I chuckled at her limited act of defiance, then patted my lap, wordlessly calling her towards me.

She continued to sit, then I quirked my eyebrow.

She looked hesitant, so I patted my lap once more.

This time, she stood up, and walked towards me in hesitant steps. But then, she just stood, showing no intention of sitting.

So, I grabbed her arm and pulled her onto my lap, directly onto my erection.

Her mouth opened in protest, an opportunity I would loathe to miss. So, I leaned and captured her lips in an aggressive embrace.

I could feel her freezing in shock, not that it created any kind of impediment for me.

I continued my kiss until she tried to pull back, and only then I placed my hand on her neck, keeping her in place.

She started struggling, and I pushed the capsule between my teeth, breaking it through the pressure.

Then, I pushed my tongue, covered with the potion from the capsule, into her mouth.

Her tongue wrapped around mine, trying to push back. It didn't work as she hoped, instead mixing the potion with her saliva throughly.

I allowed her to pull back after making sure the potion was already in her system. "What the hell was that," Fleur exclaimed.

"Well, Mrs. Weasley. You were being a bit slow, so I decided to help you to get in the mood. But if you are enthusiastic about the next step, I'm happy to accommodate." I didn't wait for her response to reaching my zipper.

My hand sneaked under her leg, and a tug later, my cock hung out, pressing her crotch, though impact reduced due to thick clothing she wore.

She jerked away like she was burnt, though I was satisfied to see her gaze lingering over my cock, especially since the potion was yet to take its effect.

"You can go for refreshments again if you are not comfortable starting right away," I said.

Of course, I had more important reasons than altruism in giving her time to cool herself.

First, any drink she had would allow most of the potion to seep into her bloodstream. More importantly, it would give the potion enough time to affect her.

I intentionally kept my cock out of my pants as she sampled several food and drinks. It was subject to several fleeting glances from her, though I was happy to notice the duration of those gazes lengthened with every passing minute.

"Are you ready to start, or should I come there to assist you?" I asked, earning another deep blush coupled with an angry glare.

Nevertheless, she walked towards me until she was just a foot away from me, then she slowly lowered herself to her knees.

If I was a virgin, the angry glare she sent to me -covered by a layer of arousal triggered by the generous application of chemicals- would be enough to trigger a premature release for me.

Unluckily for her, I wasn't one, so she had a long job ahead of her.

Her gaze was lowered after one last piercing gaze trying to pin me on the wall. I could see her breaths becoming shallower despite her best efforts to keep it even, or failing that, hidden.

For a moment, a melancholy hit her, and she looked like she was about to beg for freedom, but I moved my hand, a subtle reminder about my willingness to take the lead if she dallied much longer.

Resignation popped back to her face, and she leaned forward.

A gasp escaped my mouth as soon as her lips touched my shaft. The feeling of her lips was a touch hotter than normal, a biological factor assisted by her unique Veela heritage.

She slid her head down until barely a third of my cock was inside her mouth, then she pulled back, only to push down a moment later.

Her movements were mechanical, lacking a spirit of arousal. I was tempted to grab her head in an iron grip, and fuck her throat until it was too sore to eat.

But I held back my hand. I was curious about the effects of the latest potion.

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