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White Nights	By : Anath Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 12820 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: White Nights
Author: Anath de Malfoy
Pairing: Lucius/Draco
Summary: Lucius is having trouble sleeping. Draco comforts him.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: m/m sex, incest, chanslash, possible OOC-ness
Possible Spoilers: Books 1-4
Disclaimer: These characters, and the profits that go with them, belong to J.K. Rowling. Their kinky sex lives belong to Anath de Malfoy. ;)

[Lucius' POV]

The moon, unrelenting in her flawless fullness, burns down on me with her accusing silver light through stained glass windows. I am alone after midnight once again, Narcissa having left to spend the weekend in Madrid with one of her many female paramours, and I am in no mood to seek out Severus Snape or Walden Macnair at present.

I cannot sleep. Memories of my past atrocities have swathed a bloody pathway through my conscience. Bitter seedlings of remorse are taking furious root inside my soul. Though I could still torment a Muggle in a heartbeat (those creatures are more beast than human to me anyway) or slaughter Mudbloods where they stand, the deaths of pure-blood witches and wizards, condemned just because they opposed the whims of a maddened half-blood calling himself the Dark Lord, seem senseless in the extreme. I'm no Macnair, enjoying torture, rape and murder for their own sakes. I did what I thought was my duty at the time, for I believed that Voldemort was indeed the saviour of pure-blooded wizardkind. But I was wrong, and now the better part of me pays with deepest regret the penance of sleepless nights.

The wide oak door of my bedchamber opens slowly; the faint light of a taper carried by a slender childish hand illuminates my murky room. Its wispy flame throws into soft relief the delicate shape of my young son Draco. Clad only in a thin silk nightshirt as snowy-white as his soft pale skin, he stands in the doorway, fragile and innocent, the haunting traces of a nightmare darkening his silver eyes.

"I can't sleep, father," he whispers plaintively, and pads softly up to my satin-draped four-poster bed on bare and dainty feet.

I pull aside the coverlet. "Come in with me then, little dragon, you can stay here tonight," I murmur tenderly, and he lays his candleholder on my nightstand and snuggles warmly next to me. He rests his pretty head upon my naked chest, looking up at me with eyes full of adoration that almost seem to glow in the candlelight. I stroke his silky white-blond hair, so like my own but shorter, and bend to kiss his pouting, rosy little mouth.

He is no mere human child, this boy - he is a guardian angel sent by whatever gods are still merciful enough to love a wretch such as I. He parts his soft lips, letting my tongue dance against his, and allows my hands to stray to his precious little cock and delicately caress the supple, yielding skin of his balls, then shift to explore the secret cleft of his perfect little ass.

"You're sad tonight, Lucius," Draco says softly as I divest him of his nightshirt and begin to kiss and suck the warm pink buds of his nipples - he knows that is what I like to be called during our most intimate and secluded of encounters. "Just like I was when I had my bad dream. But I'll make your sadness go away, like you do for me. Just love me, Lucius..."

"Yes, sweet angel," I whisper as I move down his exquisite body with my lips and tongue, turning him to lick between his ass-cheeks, darting my tongue-tip into the luscious puckered pinkness of his opening. He coos in pleasure, not protesting when I replace my tongue with two fingers, slicked with fragrant oil from a nearby crystal bottle, or when I sit him astride my erect and aching cock, facing me, and begin to thrust within him.

He is the sole light in my dark world, the purest part of me, the only reason to cling to life as I know it. Moving deeper into his delicious tightness, I fend off a shudder of dread when I remember that next year Draco starts wizarding school. Who will be my angel then, dispelling my demons and keeping my thoughts untroubled? When Draco is away from me for ten months at a time, only returning for occasional holidays, who will be my solace in the grim, bleak stretches of all those nights I lie awake?

But Draco's gloriously tight inner muscles clasp around my hardness as he whimpers his ecstasy, and my doubts and fears begin to melt into the shadows. I lose myself in him as my tainted soul is cleansed by his young innocence.

~Fin.
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