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The Adventures of the Sex-God Savior	By : Camorgan Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 30142 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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The Adventures of the Sex-God Savior and the Drool-Worthy Death Eater

Severus paced agitatedly. It was unlike him to be this bothered by something. Especially when that something was Sirius Black. His childhood tormentor. How dare he think he can just start to care about him? He’d never cared when James was pushing him around and pulling his trousers down. He’d hated him so much that’s he’d sent him knowingly to the Shrieking Shack while Remus was changing. So why was he acting like this now? Guilt, he assumed. He sneered. He didn’t need that mutt’s pity.

He glared down at the tome sitting conspicuously nest to his chair. It was so beautiful, ancient and rare. Its pages filled with knowledge. He ran his fingertips over the binding lovingly. It was a gift from Sirius, and the thought of treasuring a gift from him made him itch. However, he just couldn’t bring himself to waste such a priceless book. He pursed his lips and flipped the cover open, taking the note from inside.

Severus read it again, hating how the words made him feel. Hating how he wished he could believe them. This was Sirius Black. He was only saying this because he felt guilty. Acting on his insufferable Gryffindor sympathies. He would have none of it.

He crumpled the note in his hand and tossed it into the fire. He watched as the thin paper disappeared and tried not to feel like he had just isolated himself from the one person who cared about him.

Harry woke slowly, moaning lightly as he snuggled closer to Lucius’ bare chest. Their legs were tangled together pleasantly, and as Harry moved he noticed that his lover was deliciously hard and pressing right against his thigh. Arousal cleared his morning fog immediately and he smiled as a wicked idea came to him.

Moving slowly, to not wake him, he slid down Lucius’ body, brushing soft kisses along his warm flesh. The elder Malfoy moaned softly, shifting a little at the attention. Harry finally reached his destination, inhaling and smiling as his lips pressed against the head of Lucius’ erection. He peered up at Lucius and then promptly wrapped his lips around him and sucked hard, moving down over his length.

Lucius’ eyes snapped open, gasping rather loudly.

“Harry!” Said boy grinned smugly around his lover, only sucking more enthusiastically. Lucius moaned, closing his eyes once more and arching into the heat of Harry’s mouth. His fingers tangled in unruly black hair, caressing and gripping unevenly as he rather promptly came, shuddering violently.

Harry pulled back, licking his lips and smiling goofily. Lucius panted, his arms falling to his sides as he gazed sleepily at his young lover.

“You will be the death of me, you minx.” He muttered, smiling and laughing deeply. He reached up and pulled Harry down on top of him, their lips meshing together seamlessly.

“So, I’m assuming you liked it?” Harry asked. Lucius laughed again, making Harry’s heart melt a little.

“I love your laugh.” Harry commented softly, smiling down at the older man. It was still strange, seeing Lucius so unguarded, so beautifully open to him. To hear his deep laughter, to see him truly happy.

Lucius smiled tenderly, caressing the side of Harry’s face. Harry leaned down slightly, sighing as their lips met once more. They kissed sweetly, arms wrapping around each other. They kissed until their lips began to hurt, and they unwillingly parted, resting their heads together and simply breathing for a moment.

Dear Severus,

~~I know you may not believe me but I truly care for you~~

~~How dare you throw off my words like that~~

~~Please, give me a chance~~

~~You are an insufferable, cold, snarky bastard, how dare you steal my heart!~~

Sirius stared dejectedly down at the paper in front of him and then crumpled it and threw it at the wall. He breathed out sharply and fell forward until his head hit the desk. He hit it softly against the wood a couple times. How could he even begin to explain to Severus how he was feeling? How could he possibly make that snarky bastard believe someone cared for him? Nothing he ever said would work.

He blinked, sitting up slowly. Well, he just wouldn’t talk then.

Tap, tap, tap.

Severus looked up from his book, frowning slightly.

Tap, tap, tap.

The potions master looked over at the window, scowling when he saw an owl sitting on the sill. Fully prepared to hex Sirius the next time he saw him, he opened the window. What foolishness was he going to spout in this love letter? The owl flew in and dropped a blur of color on his table, promptly flying away.

Severus frowned in confusion, walking over to the table and stilling in shock. Lying there innocently was a small bundle of two or three flowers. He reached out and caressed the blue petals gently, recognizing them as Moly flowers. They were used in healing potions.

Well…at least the mutt was sending him something useful. He always needed to make healing potions, and Moly flowers were used for some of the more rare healing potions. They would serve him well. He could just chop them up and forget all about the mangy dog’s pity.

He picked them up gingerly, and scowled as a warm sensation washed over him. No one had ever sent him flowers before…

No matter. It didn’t matter. Sirius was simply feeling remorseful. There was no other explanation. He surely wasn’t genuinely interested in him. So he would chop up the flowers.

He started toward his lab, pausing despite himself. He glanced toward his kitchen; well…he could just keep them fresh until he used them, right?

Severus pulled a vase from his cabinet, filling it with water and sliding the blue flowers into it. He placed it on his counter and told himself firmly that he did not like them and that they did not make him feel any sort of romantic inclination toward Sirius Black.

George gazed down at the two bodies lying haphazardly along the bed. Their beautiful limbs tangled within the sheets, Draco’s smooth tan skin and Fred’s pale gently freckled skin contrasting against Draco’s emerald covers. His eyes moved up to their faces, Draco’s head resting against Fred’s chest. His blonde hair splayed out along his twin’s slender chest and one of Fred’s hands lay affectionately in the tresses.

They both slept peacefully, their naked forms warm with the heat of each other. George smiled gently, his fingers running through the fringe of Fred’s hair and over Draco’s prominent cheekbones.

They were lucky to have found a lover in Draco. Fred and George had always been there for each other, but it was rather like loving your own reflection. They needed someone to love them both, to accept the strangeness of their bond and embrace them. Something warm fluttered in his chest as he thought about how Draco had done just that last night when he had kissed his twin.

Draco hadn’t been disturbed, he’d accepted them and further proved just how much he was okay with it by dragging them into his bed. His groin stirred at the memories and he grinned wickedly as his hand trailed down Draco’s body, rubbing lightly at dusty pink nipples and dipping down to caress blonde curls.

Draco shifted, moaning lightly at the feather light touches. He began to wake, and harden as he let Fred’s heat seep into his skin. He curled closer, his erection pressing into Fred’s side as he felt fingers whisper down his spine.

George smiled as Draco began to react, and moved closer to brush his lips along the back of the bonde’s neck, his hand travelling down. Draco gasped, his back arching and his head tilting to get more of that delicious mouth on him. He gripped Fred a little hard, whimpering into his chest, causing the other redhead to wake. He blinked, meeting his brother’s wicked grin and feeling the hardness against his side. His lips curled into a nearly identical grin as he moved down to be level with Draco.

They both gasped as Fred’s erection pressed against Draco’s, causing the blonde to arch even more into him. George murmured softly, his fingers becoming lubricated. His fingers delved down between Draco’s legs, slipping one finger gently inside of him and pressing forward intently. Draco mewled, grabbing onto the closest twin – Fred – who took his lips into a messy kiss. Fred reached down and wrapped a long hand firmly around both of their erections and began to massage them.

“Draco…” George said huskily into his ear, causing said boy to shiver and push back against his finger.

“Draco, baby, tell me what you want, hm?” He asked softly, slipping a second finger inside his heat and curling upward to hit that bundle of nerves that made their Draco melt so beautifully.

Draco threw his head back and moaned loudly, his hand flying to grip silky red hair as a wave of pleasure assaulted him.

“Please…” He breathed wantonly.

“Oh…please what?” George asked teasingly, adding a third finger. Draco gasped, squirming slightly.

“Please, f-fuck me, George…Fred, both of you!” George raised his eyes to Fred and shared a grin. They were so damn lucky. He wasted no time in removing his fingers and sliding into Draco.

“A-ah!” Draco cried, throwing his head back against George’s shoulder. George reached around and pulled Draco into a sloppy kiss, their tongues rubbing against each other erotically. When he broke away he kept his hand on Draco’s chin, their mouths still brushing as he began to grind slowly into his warm body.

Draco moaned over and over again, unable to help himself. It was too sexy, being fucked so erotically from behind, George’s hot body pressed up against him, his breath washing over his mouth, his huge cock stretching him open. He reached back and grabbed George’s ass, his leg curling back over one of George’s to give him better access.

He began to roll his hips back to meet George’s thrusts, groaning each time they met. Their eyes were locked on one another, and even though Draco’s neck hurt he couldn’t look away.

“George…” He whimpered, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth. George moaned, his hand leaving Draco’s chin to pinch his nipples and run through his happy trail, he gripped his hip and thigh and moved down to fondle his balls gently. He poured every ounce of love into his movements, angling so that his cock hit Draco’s prostate.

Draco’s moans became louder, the slow, hard, perfect pace made his eyes tear up with the pleasure wracking his body. One hard thrust later and he was coming, his erection untouched. He threw his head back, crying out as his hand tangled in George’s hair as his cum covered his chest and stomach. George gasped as Draco clenched around him, burying his head in Draco’s shoulder as he came deep inside of him.

Fred flushed with arousal as he watched his brother grind into Draco. They were so intimately wound together it almost seemed too personal to watch. But oh, did he watch. He groaned and palmed his erection, staving off his arousal. It wouldn’t do to finish before he had his little blonde coming again.

Draco panted as he came down from his high, opening his eyes to Fred, cock deliciously hard. He gazed up at Fred, gasping as George pulled out of him and leaned forward.

“Hm, I believe it’s my brother’s turn. Why don’t you take care of him, love?” He said softly, smiling. Draco nodded, taking in the way Fred was looking at him hungrily. He knew it would be a different experience entirely. Where George was gentle and overwhelmingly loving, Fred would be almost frighteningly passionate and nearly rough. He was so looking forward to it.

He crawled toward Fred, loving how his eyes flashed in arousal. He crawled into his lap, straddling him and rubbing his ass over his rock hard erection. He pressed close, whispering hotly.

“How do you want me?” Fred growled softly, his hands gripping Draco’s perfect ass and squeezing.

“On your hands and knees.” He responded. Draco smirked and moved off of him, positioning himself on his hands and knees, shamelessly lifting his ass up for Fred. Said twin groaned at the sight, moving to take the globes of Draco’s ass once more and parting them to reveal his stretched opening. A thin trail of cum escaped and he leaned in to lick it away, causing Draco to twitch and push back.

He smiled and ran his tongue over his entrance again, pushing the tip of his tongue inside of him. A lightening bolt of pleasure ran through the blonde, who moaned and dug his fingers into the sheets. Fred teased him a bit, licking and pushing a bit inside until Draco was whimpering softly, begging him to give him more.

Suddenly Fred stopped teasing, digging his tongue as far as it would go deep inside of Draco. Draco nearly screamed, feeling that hot muscle inside of him pulse and lick him in the most dirty of ways. Fred pulled back and sucked, adding a long finger to the mix as he continued to lick.

“Please! Fred…just fuck me, please!” Draco begged, his cock hard and pulsing against his stomach. Fred smiled and pulled back, laying back.

“Come here and ride me then.” His voice was demanding and Draco obeyed without thought, moving to straddle Fred. He took his long, thick cock in hand and sank slowly down on it, loving how entirely full he felt. He let his head fall back in bliss.

Fred moaned at how utterly sexy Draco looked on top of him, and gripped his hips tightly.

“Show me how much you love my cock, Draco, baby.” He growled, snapping his hips up into Draco’s heat. The blonde cried out, steadying himself on Fred’s chest. He began to lift himself up and plunge downward, riding Fred as hard as he could. He moaned loudly, mouth falling open as he took him in over and over.

Fred met each of his thrusts, but it wasn’t enough, he itched to pound into the blonde boy. When he could take it no more and lifted Draco and pushed him back on the bed, moving between his legs and throwing them around his waist. He took Draco’s hands and pinned them above his head, pounding roughly inside and mercilessly fucking him into the mattress.

Draco did scream this time, tears of pleasure escaping his eyes as he came for the second time, his legs holding Fred in as far as he could as the twin also came. They both lay there for a moment before George came up beside them. Fred rolled off to the side and then both the twins took Draco in their arms and fell into a gentle, sated sleep.
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