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Title: Slaked
Pairing: Severus/Lucius
Rating: NC-17
Warning + A/N: Not beta'ed. Done mainly to stop the plotbunny from, er, hounding me.
Disclaimer: Both these characters are property of JK Rowling. Not me. Not written for profit either.
Severus made his way calmly towards the Hog's Head; the anticipation that ran furiously in his veins did not line his face. He smiled a little to himself, observing the homeliness of Hogsmeade as he went.
Lucius, meanwhile, was in agony.
He had given up staring into the fire to pass the time. Stripping off all his clothes, he threw himself face down onto the bed, pulling the thin covers up around him. He sighed impatiently. He'd never dreamed that he'd resort to meeting like this; it was extremely unlike him to even have suggested it.
So far his self-restraint had been impeccable.
Almost subconsciously, his hand drifted lower down his belly. He bit his lip, teasing himself brushes with light strokes. It was torture, but one he knew would pay off. Regaining more of the self-restraint he'd discarded momentarily, he withdrew his hand. He chewed on his lip, trying to distract himself, but to no avail. He slipped two fingers into his mouth, wetting them thoroughly.
Damn that Severus, anyway.
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Severus ascended the wooden stairs. He opened the door, only to have the sight of Lucius lying naked on the bed greet him.
Lucius heard the doorknob turn, and sat bolt upright. Severus was stunned, at the look in his eyes; desperation and lust and commanding all at once.
Severus had never seen him like that.
Discarding his coat, he knelt on the bed, grinning at Lucius as he observed him in this state. He watched Malfoy's hungry eyes and laughed. He laid his hand on the back of the Lucius's neck, and pulled him into a kiss.
Lucius hadn't felt Severus in so long. Severus let out a surprised noise as Lucius pushed him onto his back, all but ravaging him, hands moving over him as if reclaiming all his lost territory. Severus gladly shed his clothes, letting Lucius's lips caress him.
He smiled. "Has it really been that long a wait?"
"Too long." Lucius whispered, kissing him all over his face.
Severus smirked. "Evidently." He ground his hips up against Lucius's obvious arousal.
Lucius grimaced, biting his lip again. He pulled Severus down, breathing into his ear. "Don't toy with me, lover, not in this state... I might end up mauling you, and you'll have to explain the claw marks on your back when you return to the castle."
Severus pushed him over, rolling on top of him. He licked playfully along his jawline, up to the tender spot below the ear.
"You always leave claw marks, Malfoy."
"Because you have more self-restraint than I do."
He was so aroused it hurt him to his core; the heat from Severus consumed him.
Severus knew this, and slid down, over his inamorato's pale, taut stomach. He tauntingly licked Lucius's unbearably hard length, eliciting a sharp gasp.
"Severus... please- "
He took his lover into his mouth, tongue swirling languidly. The heat of his mouth engulfed Lucius's aching cock, and before long Lucius keened, spilling his seed.
Severus withdrew, and as Lucius's come splattered half his face. He dragged himself up, laying his head against Lucius's chest, gaze intent on him. Lucius blinked, staring at Severus.
"What?"
Lucius threw his head back, grinning widely. "Look at yourself; you look incredibly enticing like that." he said, laughing.
Severus stared at him. "You complete and utter pervert."
Lucius leant forward to nuzzle him affectionately. "And that's why you love me." He laughed, licking the come off his face with small flicks of his tongue.
"Among your other notable qualities." He smirked, resting his head against Lucius's chest again. "So what've you been doing this whole time?"
Lucius's hands stroked and wove through his hair. "What else? How else?"
Severus laughed. "I bet you have strange little fantasies, you sick bastard."
Lucius smiled wickedly. "So you've mentioned. I'll tell you one."
His hands were still languidly moving through Severus's hair. "My parents throw one of their meaningless dinner parties, and for some odd reason I meet you there, and we... intrigued each other. But halfway through I turn my back for a few seconds and you disappear, so I start to look for you. I search all over, but no a single sign of you... So I try the last room left, my bedroom."
"And I open the door, and I...well, I... find you pleasuring yourself on my bed, thighs spread... and the noises... god. So I have no choice but to completely... ravage you; I shed my clothes and you welcome me so nicely, too, we fit so well together, and... you whisper for me to take you. I do, and the whole time you utter dirty nothings in my ear to urge me faster, and we both writhe together until we cry out and lie there, spent, and tangled together."
Severus looked up at him, a mix of incredulity and lust in his eyes.
"Merlin, you have one twisted imagination," he whispered softly.
"I know, delicious boy. And besides, it's not half as ridiculous as what some Muggles come up with. They have things about firemen. But I take it you like it, then," he said, smirking at Severus, feeling his obvious arousal.
"Mmmm. Can I slake my own lust now?" came the murmured reply.
Lucius grinned. "You didn't think I came unprepared, did you? It's in the drawer."
Severus didn't have to ask what "it" was. He retrieved the vial of lubricant. It was the same shimmery green liquid that the bathing pool tap at the Malfoy Manor dispensed, which evoked memories that only served to stir his arousal further.
He returned, and Lucius pulled Severus to him. Severus met him easily.
"About time." He chuckled, drawing Malfoy into hard kiss that conveyed his need.
"Then take me. Like I said, I came prepared." Lucius smirked.
Severus did not require any more prompting; he coated himself with the cool green substance, and slid himself slowly into Lucius. Both cried out as their flesh joined, feeling sensations they had neglected for so long. Each drag of friction made them hold each other tighter, trying to sink deeper into each other. The body beneath him was welcoming in its warmth, and he drew out each thrust deliberately, hearing sharp gasps in return.
Lucius wrapped his long legs around Severus, both pain and pleasure coursing through his veins. He tried to urge Severus even deeper into him, but shook each time he felt Severus move inside him.
His control did not allow for frantic thrusts; instead, he dragged out the heated pleasure of each one as much as he could. He opened his eyes, driving deeper at the look of Malfoy's ecstasy-stricken face. But even it did not prevent his imminent release, and he came forcefully into his lover with a desperate moan, and not long after Lucius cried out sharply, spine snapping up as he climaxed as well.
They lay pliant and soft against each other, neither of them wanting to move. Severus, after several moments, had the sense to shift his weight off Lucius.
"I miss that."
Severus buried his face in the crook of Malfoy's neck. Lucius wound his arm around him.
"So do I."
Severus laughed. "I never knew I would see this one day; Lucius Malfoy in the Hog's Head. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were... desperate?"
"That I am, I suppose." Lucius smirked. "Shows you the extent a young man will go to satisfy his, ah... carnal urges."
Severus swatted him. "You're horrible."
"No - just very, very horny. There's a difference. And I did cast Cleaning Charms on practically everything in the room. Twice." Malfoy grinned.
The dark-haired boy sighed. "No winning an argument with you, I see." His common sense returned, and he realized that it was getting steadily later. "I'm afraid I have to go soon... parting is such sweet sorrow, and all that." He sat up.
Lucius drew him into heated kiss. "You'll write, of course."
"Descriptively detailed."
"Torture me."
"Count on it."
Severus smirked as he dressed quickly.
"I'm surprised these aren't torn anywhere. You do have some semblance of self-restraint after all." He moved as swiftly as he could, shrugged on his coat, grinning at his mildy amused lover. He took in one last sight of a naked Lucius, for the mental image he could retrieve later.
The sheets were pooled around Lucius. His eyes gleamed, finger trailing through the already-drying come on his stomach almost languidly.
"See you next Hogsmeade weekend, then," he drawled lazily. He absent-mindedly sucked his finger, lying back down against the sheets warmed by them both.
"Goodbye, Lucius." Severus memorized the lines of his body before leaving, shutting the door gently.
He made his way out, with the same calm demeanor he'd had upon arrival.
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Lucius smirked with satisfaction, long after Severus left, as he returned to the Malfoy Manor. Again, he'd managed to have what he wanted, as he always did.
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As Severus made his way back up to the castle, he breathed deeply, and sighed, almost in contentment.
I love that man, he thought. He shook his head, smiling in spite of himself.
Pairing: Severus/Lucius
Rating: NC-17
Warning + A/N: Not beta'ed. Done mainly to stop the plotbunny from, er, hounding me.
Disclaimer: Both these characters are property of JK Rowling. Not me. Not written for profit either.
Severus made his way calmly towards the Hog's Head; the anticipation that ran furiously in his veins did not line his face. He smiled a little to himself, observing the homeliness of Hogsmeade as he went.
Lucius, meanwhile, was in agony.
He had given up staring into the fire to pass the time. Stripping off all his clothes, he threw himself face down onto the bed, pulling the thin covers up around him. He sighed impatiently. He'd never dreamed that he'd resort to meeting like this; it was extremely unlike him to even have suggested it.
So far his self-restraint had been impeccable.
Almost subconsciously, his hand drifted lower down his belly. He bit his lip, teasing himself brushes with light strokes. It was torture, but one he knew would pay off. Regaining more of the self-restraint he'd discarded momentarily, he withdrew his hand. He chewed on his lip, trying to distract himself, but to no avail. He slipped two fingers into his mouth, wetting them thoroughly.
Damn that Severus, anyway.
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Severus ascended the wooden stairs. He opened the door, only to have the sight of Lucius lying naked on the bed greet him.
Lucius heard the doorknob turn, and sat bolt upright. Severus was stunned, at the look in his eyes; desperation and lust and commanding all at once.
Severus had never seen him like that.
Discarding his coat, he knelt on the bed, grinning at Lucius as he observed him in this state. He watched Malfoy's hungry eyes and laughed. He laid his hand on the back of the Lucius's neck, and pulled him into a kiss.
Lucius hadn't felt Severus in so long. Severus let out a surprised noise as Lucius pushed him onto his back, all but ravaging him, hands moving over him as if reclaiming all his lost territory. Severus gladly shed his clothes, letting Lucius's lips caress him.
He smiled. "Has it really been that long a wait?"
"Too long." Lucius whispered, kissing him all over his face.
Severus smirked. "Evidently." He ground his hips up against Lucius's obvious arousal.
Lucius grimaced, biting his lip again. He pulled Severus down, breathing into his ear. "Don't toy with me, lover, not in this state... I might end up mauling you, and you'll have to explain the claw marks on your back when you return to the castle."
Severus pushed him over, rolling on top of him. He licked playfully along his jawline, up to the tender spot below the ear.
"You always leave claw marks, Malfoy."
"Because you have more self-restraint than I do."
He was so aroused it hurt him to his core; the heat from Severus consumed him.
Severus knew this, and slid down, over his inamorato's pale, taut stomach. He tauntingly licked Lucius's unbearably hard length, eliciting a sharp gasp.
"Severus... please- "
He took his lover into his mouth, tongue swirling languidly. The heat of his mouth engulfed Lucius's aching cock, and before long Lucius keened, spilling his seed.
Severus withdrew, and as Lucius's come splattered half his face. He dragged himself up, laying his head against Lucius's chest, gaze intent on him. Lucius blinked, staring at Severus.
"What?"
Lucius threw his head back, grinning widely. "Look at yourself; you look incredibly enticing like that." he said, laughing.
Severus stared at him. "You complete and utter pervert."
Lucius leant forward to nuzzle him affectionately. "And that's why you love me." He laughed, licking the come off his face with small flicks of his tongue.
"Among your other notable qualities." He smirked, resting his head against Lucius's chest again. "So what've you been doing this whole time?"
Lucius's hands stroked and wove through his hair. "What else? How else?"
Severus laughed. "I bet you have strange little fantasies, you sick bastard."
Lucius smiled wickedly. "So you've mentioned. I'll tell you one."
His hands were still languidly moving through Severus's hair. "My parents throw one of their meaningless dinner parties, and for some odd reason I meet you there, and we... intrigued each other. But halfway through I turn my back for a few seconds and you disappear, so I start to look for you. I search all over, but no a single sign of you... So I try the last room left, my bedroom."
"And I open the door, and I...well, I... find you pleasuring yourself on my bed, thighs spread... and the noises... god. So I have no choice but to completely... ravage you; I shed my clothes and you welcome me so nicely, too, we fit so well together, and... you whisper for me to take you. I do, and the whole time you utter dirty nothings in my ear to urge me faster, and we both writhe together until we cry out and lie there, spent, and tangled together."
Severus looked up at him, a mix of incredulity and lust in his eyes.
"Merlin, you have one twisted imagination," he whispered softly.
"I know, delicious boy. And besides, it's not half as ridiculous as what some Muggles come up with. They have things about firemen. But I take it you like it, then," he said, smirking at Severus, feeling his obvious arousal.
"Mmmm. Can I slake my own lust now?" came the murmured reply.
Lucius grinned. "You didn't think I came unprepared, did you? It's in the drawer."
Severus didn't have to ask what "it" was. He retrieved the vial of lubricant. It was the same shimmery green liquid that the bathing pool tap at the Malfoy Manor dispensed, which evoked memories that only served to stir his arousal further.
He returned, and Lucius pulled Severus to him. Severus met him easily.
"About time." He chuckled, drawing Malfoy into hard kiss that conveyed his need.
"Then take me. Like I said, I came prepared." Lucius smirked.
Severus did not require any more prompting; he coated himself with the cool green substance, and slid himself slowly into Lucius. Both cried out as their flesh joined, feeling sensations they had neglected for so long. Each drag of friction made them hold each other tighter, trying to sink deeper into each other. The body beneath him was welcoming in its warmth, and he drew out each thrust deliberately, hearing sharp gasps in return.
Lucius wrapped his long legs around Severus, both pain and pleasure coursing through his veins. He tried to urge Severus even deeper into him, but shook each time he felt Severus move inside him.
His control did not allow for frantic thrusts; instead, he dragged out the heated pleasure of each one as much as he could. He opened his eyes, driving deeper at the look of Malfoy's ecstasy-stricken face. But even it did not prevent his imminent release, and he came forcefully into his lover with a desperate moan, and not long after Lucius cried out sharply, spine snapping up as he climaxed as well.
They lay pliant and soft against each other, neither of them wanting to move. Severus, after several moments, had the sense to shift his weight off Lucius.
"I miss that."
Severus buried his face in the crook of Malfoy's neck. Lucius wound his arm around him.
"So do I."
Severus laughed. "I never knew I would see this one day; Lucius Malfoy in the Hog's Head. If I didn't know better, I'd say you were... desperate?"
"That I am, I suppose." Lucius smirked. "Shows you the extent a young man will go to satisfy his, ah... carnal urges."
Severus swatted him. "You're horrible."
"No - just very, very horny. There's a difference. And I did cast Cleaning Charms on practically everything in the room. Twice." Malfoy grinned.
The dark-haired boy sighed. "No winning an argument with you, I see." His common sense returned, and he realized that it was getting steadily later. "I'm afraid I have to go soon... parting is such sweet sorrow, and all that." He sat up.
Lucius drew him into heated kiss. "You'll write, of course."
"Descriptively detailed."
"Torture me."
"Count on it."
Severus smirked as he dressed quickly.
"I'm surprised these aren't torn anywhere. You do have some semblance of self-restraint after all." He moved as swiftly as he could, shrugged on his coat, grinning at his mildy amused lover. He took in one last sight of a naked Lucius, for the mental image he could retrieve later.
The sheets were pooled around Lucius. His eyes gleamed, finger trailing through the already-drying come on his stomach almost languidly.
"See you next Hogsmeade weekend, then," he drawled lazily. He absent-mindedly sucked his finger, lying back down against the sheets warmed by them both.
"Goodbye, Lucius." Severus memorized the lines of his body before leaving, shutting the door gently.
He made his way out, with the same calm demeanor he'd had upon arrival.
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Lucius smirked with satisfaction, long after Severus left, as he returned to the Malfoy Manor. Again, he'd managed to have what he wanted, as he always did.
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As Severus made his way back up to the castle, he breathed deeply, and sighed, almost in contentment.
I love that man, he thought. He shook his head, smiling in spite of himself.