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Title: On the Job
Author: Lady Feylene
Pairing: Lucius Malfoy/Remus Lupin
Disclaimer: Characters do not belong me, I am making no money off of this.
Summary: Remus is selling himself at a specialty brothel.
Rating: NC-17
Warning: A bit of bondage. Nothing too horribly scarring in here, I promise.

On the Job

There were, in certain dark pockets of the wizarding world, certain establishments that catered to those with an exotic taste. They were located down dark alleys, in nondescript buildings with small signs. They didn't need to announce themselves, those folks who frequented them new them well. And luckily for one Remus Lupin, they were nearly always hiring.

The Seventh Circle. It was located at the end of a dark alley in a place called Black End. It was a rather small brothel, but offered a bit of everything. Those dark perversions that had no place in more respectable business places. Bondage, blood sport, transgenders, nonhumans...sometimes all of the above.

Remus had been working there for nearly a week. Selling himself was something he resorted to every now and again, when work was scarce and money low. But since Severus Snape had exposed his lycanthrope, Remus had been forced to stoop lower then ever.

"Wolf, yeh got a customer coming in about ten minutes." A bit of parchment was slipped under his door.

Remus called something back, and retrieved the note. He enjoyed knowing what to expect. Snorting to himself, he tossed the bit of paper in the trashcan by his dresser, and prepared himself. Black leather pants, a black leather vest, thick black leather collar. Why did he always get the sick ones? Because of where he had decided to put himself on the market. Anyone who wished to couple with a werewolf tended to be a bit twisted.

With his wand, Remus charmed the room, changing the thick red carpet and drapes to black. Everything turned black, dark and foreboding. It creeped Remus out, but he didn't complain. He had a place to stay, food to eat, and he made a decent amount of money. Settling down at he foot of the bed, kneeling, he awaited his customer.

It took a bit more then ten minutes. Remus was getting impatient, when the door finally slipped open. Remus had to surpress a chuckle when he saw who had entered his room.

//Well well well...Lucius Malfoy. Of all people!// He doubted that Malfoy would recognize him in the dim light. It had been years since they'd last seen each other. Remus' hair had grown out some, and he had a bit more meat on his bones. And now he was dressed like some bondage wet dream, with his eyes downcast.

"Well I see this place's reputation is well deserved." Malfoy circled Remus slowly, eyeing him critically. "You are exactly what I requested."

Remus kept his mouth shut, and had to bite at his lower lip to refrain from laughing. He remained silent as Lucius removed his robes, quickly and methodically.

"On your feet."

Remus obeyed, rising slowly, drawing his eyes up to meet Malfoy's. He saw the light of recognition dawn, and allowed a small smile.

"Lupin?" Malfoy exclaimed, taken a bit back.
"Yes." He nodded, silently complimenting Malfoy's physique. For his age, he was in immaculate condition. Well toned, lean, a bit scarred...

"What in Hecate's name are *you* doing here?"

"At the moment? Awaiting your next orders. On the whole, anything to make a living."

"Wonderful." Lucius rolled his eyes.

"Does this change anything?" Remus asked, politely pleasant.

"No, I suppose not. You are what I requested."

"Then I suggest you take advantage. For the next hour, at any rate."

"For the price I paid, I intend to get much more then an hour's worth."

***

Lying on his stomach, hands and ankles bound, Remus decided that an hour would have sufficed. His back stung horrendously, and he was painfully hard. Following their little exchange, Lucius had stripped him, bound him, and taken a whip to his hide. Brutally. He had countered each lash with a stroke of Remus' cock, bringing him to arousal, then bringing the whip over his back. It was certainly an interesting combination, and erotic as well. Though, the werewolf reflected, it was most likely more arousing for Lucius then for himself.

"On your knees, beast!" Lucius hissed, and Remus scowled. His wrists and ankles were lashed together, how in Merlin's name was he supposed to get onto his hands and knees? But he tried, pushing himself awkwardly up. He found himself kicked down again, and he grunted.

"Faster, wolf!"

Remus glowered, though only because his 'master' couldn't see him. He struggled up again, quicker this time, but obviously not quick enough for Lucius. Again he was forced down. And again he rose. They repeated the little game about six or seven times, until Ls was was apparently satisfied.

"Enjoying yourself, are you?" Lucius asked, hand snaking around Remus waist to squeeze his erection firmly.

"Yes, master." Remus admitted. He could do without the pain, but other then that...

"Good. Then you'll enjoy pleasuring me with your mouth..."

"Of course, master, nothing I'd enjoy more." Remus couldn't help but be cheeky. This was Lucius Malfoy, for Merlin's sake. He'd once seen the man get his wand stuck up his nose.

"Watch your tongue, Lupin." Lucius admonished, but Remus caught a glimmer of a grin at the corners of his lips.

"Oh, I'll do *something* with my tongue..."

"And it had better be good." Lucius grabbed Remus' head, forcing him downwards. Remus wasted no time, setting to his task immediately. It was difficult, being bound and in this position, but Lucius' hands on his head helped steady him. A bit. He took Lucius into his mouth fully, wrapping his tongue around the other man's throbbing erection. He never claimed to be an expert at giving head, but he had never received any complaints. Until now.

"This is hardly worth what I'm paying."

Remus bit down a bit at that, and felt Lucius' hand tighten in his hair. And a small moan of pleasure. So...Lucius did enjoy it rough. Remus did not spare his teeth, dragging them over Lucius' shaft, biting and nipping as he did so. *Now* Lucius was thrusting into his mouth in earnest, moaning softly and shuddering.

"Enough...I want you on your knees..."

"Of course, master." Remus smile prettily, licking his lips as he pulled away. Lucius had to be specific with him. "Where would you like me?"

"On the bed, you daft animal!" Lucius gave him a light kick, and Remus ducked away, scrambling up onto the bed and presenting himself. It was difficult, but he managed. All in all, he was actually enjoying himself. He wiggled his rump a bit, offering it up. He received a stinging slap across his buttocks in return.

"Don't get too cheeky with me."

"Yes, master." Remus smiled to himself, and found strong hands spreading his buttocks apart, and two fingers slipped rather roughly into him. He moaned, as Lucius twisted his fingers, sawing them in and out. He had rather expected it raw, from how everything had gone so far.

The fingers were withdrawn, and Remus steeled himself. His buttocks were spread almost painfully, and he relaxed his muscles as Lucius took him in a short, quick thrust. The man was skilled, Remus gave him that. He drove his shaft against Remus' prostate, causing the werewolf to yelp and buck.

"Enjoying yourself?" Lucius asked, grasping his hips and pulling him back onto him. Hard.

"You have no idea..." Remus replied, stretching and flexing his muscles to accommodate Lucius. This really wasn't *as* rough as some of what he was used to. It was enjoyable. He did wish he could spread his legs, to make it a bit more comfortable, but the slight edge of pain added to the eroticism. And Lucius did know what he was doing, and was giving pleasure as well as receiving it.

"Are you *sure*?" Lucius emphasized his words with another slap to the rump, and Remus bucked.

"Positive!" He found his face shoved roughly down into the mattress, as Lucius continued his rather ruthless assault. It hurt when he climaxed, stinging slightly. And then Remus found himself flipped over onto his back, elegant fingers wrapping themselves around his straining erection, teasing and tormenting him to an explosive climax.

"You know Lupin, I rather like the look of you like this."

"Bound and covered in cum?" Remus quipped, trying to get comfortable on his back. It was very difficult.

"Precisely." Lucius grinned, and undid the bindings on is ankles and wrists. Remus sat up, rubbing at his chaffed wrists. He'd heal them once Lucius was gone. As well as clean himself up.

"Did you get what you paid for?" Remus teased, raking his damp hair out of his eyes.

"I believe so, yes." Lucius looked him over before pulling him in for a rather intimate kiss. Remus enjoyed it, and didn't question. "I may call on you again..."

"I'll be looking forward to it." Remus told him, returning the kiss. Lucius wasn't a bad sort, really. And he was certainly a good lover.

"Here." A small bag was pressed into Remus' hand.

"What's this?" E asked, as Lucius rose and began pulling on his robes.

"A tip." The blond man tossed a rather patronizing smile at the werewolf, and swept out of the room. Remus shook his head, tucking the bag away in his bedside drawer. He had his pride, yes, but he also had his sanity. And any money he got would not be refused. He rose, stiffly, and headed to the washroom to clean himself up.

And to wonder when exactly Lucius Malfoy would be gracing his bedroom again.
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