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The Adventures of the Sex-God Savior	By : Camorgan Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 30139 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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The Adventures of the Sex-God Savior and the Drool-Worthy Death Eater

Harry yawned, reaching his fingers toward the ceiling and then letting his arms drop back around Lucius’ neck. He smiled goofily and tilted his head back to look at him. Lucius took his eyes away from the papers on Harry’s lap and graced his younger lover with one of his rare gentle smiles that Harry had learned to treasure. It still caught him by surprise sometimes, to see such tenderness in the elder Malfoy’s eyes.

“Come now, we still have much to decide.” Lucius scolded lightly. Harry pouted lightly, tangling his fingers in Lucius’ hair and pressing his back against his lover invitingly.

“Couldn’t we take a little break?” He asked softly, nearly smiling in victory at the responding twitch against his backside. Lucius practically growled, his arms twining around Harry’s waist. He pressed his lips against the boy’s ear.

“You are such a minx. Are you determined to distract me from our wedding plans every chance you get? One might think you were having second thoughts…” During this, Lucius’ hands had slid under Harry’s shirt, his nimble fingers rubbing and pinching at the younger man’s nipples until he was gasping.

“Never…” He managed, pressing his hips back to better feel the hardening cock against him. Lucius’ hands flattened along Harry’s stomach, his hips pushing deliberately into the younger man. A long moan fell from Harry’s lips, his head falling back to rest on his fiancé’s shoulder.

“You are insatiable.” Lucius growled, pushing the various papers off of the bed where they scattered over the hard wood floor.

“It’s your fault. I can’t seem to get enough of you.”

“Mm, well I’ll try my best to fill your needs for the moment.” Harry whimpered, detangling his hands so he could turn around and straddle Lucius’ lap. Their lips met immediately, forcing a moan from Harry’s throat. No matter how many times his lips met Lucius’, it never failed to turn him to jelly. He pressed himself closer, crying out when their cocks lined up and rubbed together.

His hands pulled at Lucius’ shirt, throwing it across the room as if it had offended him. His own shirt followed soon after and then he fell back, blinking as he realized that Lucius had pushed him onto the bed.

Slender fingers ran down his chest, teasing his nipples and then slipping under the waistband of his sleep pants. Harry opened his eyes, hardly noticing he had shut them. He gasped softly at the look on Lucius’ face. Pure adoration. Their gazes met as Lucius pushed the pants away, leaving Harry bare before him.

“You are so beautiful.” Lucius whispered, his eyes moving over each part of Harry’s body. Harry lost the ability to breathe, squirming under the intimate gaze of his lover. Lucius’ hands ran over his lover’s calves, moving to rub circles in the tender skin of his thighs. He brushed tender fingers over the silky flesh of Harry’s cock and traced nonsense patterns on Harry’s taut stomach.

“I can hardly believe you are marrying me…that I can touch such perfection…”

“Every single inch of me belongs to you.” Harry breathed, arching toward the whisper soft touches.

Lucius’ eyes flashed. In an instant he was flush against his younger lover, who whimpered and spread his legs to accommodate his larger frame. He loved the feeling of being spread out beneath Lucius, completely enfolded and entangled in the longer limbs of his lover.

Their lips met again, desperate and slippery. Harry clutched at Lucius’ wide shoulders, throwing his head back in bliss as Lucius’ hips ground down into his own. His eyes snapped open and then he was pushing the cloth covering his fiancé away frantically.

“A bit impatient, are we?” Lucius drawled in that husky, sex-laced voice that made Harry shiver with want.

“Keep talking like that and I’ll tear these off and tie you to the bed with them.” Harry threatened, sighing in relief when he managed to remove the trousers. Hot flesh settled against him, Lucius’ arousal nestling deliciously beside his own.

Lucius chuckled deeply, the vibrations resounding against Harry’s chest. He shivered again. Merlin, his laugh was sexy.

“As tempting as that sounds…” He leaned in to nip at Harry’s ear. “I’m the one in control tonight.” The younger wizard moaned softly, digging his fingers into Lucius’ back. The older man’s lips continued to nip and lick at Harry’s ear, reducing him to a mess of whimpers by the time he finished.

“Please…” Lucius pulled back, smiling as Harry whimpered at the loss and then squeaked as Lucius flipped him over and pressed his knees forward until Harry caught on and pressed his hips out, spreading his legs immediately. Lucius groaned at the sight, snatching his wand from the bedside table and casting a lubrication spell. Harry moaned as the spell slicked his insides, wiggling impatiently.

“Good things come to those who wait.” Lucius said teasingly, running his hands over Harry’s ass gently before placing a sharp smack against the smooth flesh. Harry cried out in surprise, moaning as his cock hardened to a point of discomfort.

“M-more…” He gasped. Lucius raised an eyebrow, placing another smack against his other cheek. This time Harry’s head flew back. Lucius leaned forward, licking over the red marks from his strikes. He reached a hand forward, wrapping his fingers around Harry’s cock. He was nearly surprised at how hard it was, his own cock twitching at the mewl that came from Harry’s mouth.

“Merlin…Lucius…fuck me. Please, I need your cock.” Harry begged, not knowing whether to push back into Lucius’ mouth or forward into his hand. Luckily his older lover was merciful and slipped a finger deep into him. The younger man bit his lip, bucking his hips back in vain.

Lucius smoothed his hand gently over Harry’s cock, moving his fingers in and out of his lover. He knew he was driving Harry crazy. He didn’t nearly as much preparation as he was giving him, but he couldn’t resist the sight of his fingers being sucked into Harry’s ass.

“Lucius!” Harry sobbed, reaching frustration. Lucius relented, removing his fingers and aligning his cock with Harry’s entrance. He reached back, grabbing Lucius’ hip as he pushed back and impaled himself on his lover’s cock. Lucius cried out, clutching Harry’s hips as wet heat surrounded him.

“You will be the death of me.” Lucius growled, pulling out and snapping back in, groaning at the perfect feeling of being inside of Harry.

“I will submit to my death gladly.” He amended, unable to resist plunging in and out of the pliant body before him. Harry mewled, resting his head on the bed and pushing his hips back desperately. He cried out loudly at an unexpected slap on his ass.

“Yes!” He cried. Lucius moaned, hitting his backside until it was a fetching shade of red. Who knew his fiancé was so kinky? And what’s more, who knew that he himself would love it so much, spanking his younger lover?

He ran his hands lovingly over the red marks on Harry’s backside, watching with feverish wonder how his cock slid in and out of him. It was perfection; how they fit together. He pressed harder, sinking deep into Harry each time he pushed forward, until Harry was a mess beneath him.

“Lu-Lucius, I’m so close.” He whimpered, his fingers clutching the sheets as he shoved his hips back to meet Lucius’. The older man leaned forward, biting down on the junction of Harry’s neck and shoulder as he wrapped a firm hand around Harry’s cock, stroking him steadily. The younger man fell apart easily in his grasp, shuddering and clenching desperately as he came.

Lucius was close behind, riding out his orgasm with a deep groan. He caught his breath, resting his head against Harry’s sweat-slicked back. Harry moaned weakly as he pulled out, moving to the side so they could collapse comfortably. They lay, panting softly, for a moment.

“So, about that seating plan…” Harry started, glancing at his lover’s dry look before chuckling softly.

Sirius was, in a word, nervous. Actually, more accurately, he was so fucking nervous that he was worried his shoes would fall off from how violently he was shaking. He was literally, shaking in his boots about the prospect of his approaching date with the one and only Severus Snape.

How could this date ever be good enough for a man like Severus? How could he impress the man that was impressed by nothing?

And his friends had been absolutely no help at all. With Ron’s input of “mate, just buy him some shampoo” and Fred and George’s idea of “bang him on a potion’s desk”, he was left to suffer on his own. He should have asked Lucius, but he was busy enough on his own.

And so, here he was outside Spinner’s End, with no idea if his date would be successful or not. Oh well, he would just hope for the best. With trepidation, he walked to the door and mustering all his courage, knocked.

The door was swiftly opened to reveal one Severus Snape. Sirius had not prepared himself properly, he decided, because he was still left speechless at the sight of him. It was very pleasant sight, indeed. Severus cleaned up well. His hair was smooth and silky, instead of greasy, and pulled back into a neat ponytail. He had abandoned his cloak for the night, and was left in close fitting trousers and a button down shirt. All black, of course, but still more of the man than Sirius had ever seen before.

“Uh…”

“Eloquent as always, Black.”

“Don’t you think you should call me Sirius?”

“You need to earn that, I think. So, where are we going?” Severus asked, raising an eyebrow in an almost…teasing manner? Sirius smiled nervously, and offered Severus his arm. The other man’s lips twitched slightly as he wrapped a hand around Sirius’ bicep.

Instead of apparating, like Severus had expected, Sirius began to walk.

“We’re walking?”

“Is that alright? I thought it might give us more time to talk.”

“No…it’s fine. Are you going to tell me where we are going?”

“Hmm.” Sirius hummed, eyes twinkling mischievously. “Perhaps, but have you earned it?” He teased lightly. Severus fixed him with a glare. Sirius laughed.

“Somehow you’re not so intimidating with your arm wound around mine under the starlight.” He commented. His smile softened slightly.

“Actually, you look rather handsome.” Severus’ face flushed slightly and he looked away, though he didn’t remove his hand. There was a comfortable silence, in which Severus watched the star-filled sky, and Sirius watched him.

“You are too, you know.” Severus said softly after some time. Sirius halted, staring at the profile of the other man’s face. He slowly turned to face him, the emotion on his face one that Sirius had never seen before.

“What?” He breathed nervously. Sirius studied his face for a moment and then smiled shyly, looking toward the ground.

“I didn’t know you found me attractive, that’s all.”

“I was never able to look past my judgment of you. I seem to do that a lot.” Severus admitted. Sirius peeked up at him, his hand sliding down Severus’ sleeved arm to grasp his thin hand. It felt good beneath his fingers, the delicate lines of his hand. He seemed to pause, and then his fingers tightened in return.

“I forgive you.” Sirius replied quietly. They began walking again, until Sirius abruptly stopped.

“Here we are.” He announced. Severus looked around in confusion. It was nothing but a vast, empty field.

“What do you mean? A field?” He asked, looking at Sirius skeptically. Sirius smiled goofily.

“Yep.” He took Severus hand and pulled him to the middle of the field and pulled out his wand. A large, plush blanket spread out before them and Sirius pushed off his shoes and took a seat. He smiled back at Severus and gestured for him to do the same. Severus frowned slightly, reluctantly toeing off his shoes and joining him. He sat down awkwardly.

“Aren’t we a little too old to be sitting on the ground?” He asked, sitting stiffly. Sirius laughed, nudging him with his shoulder.

“Well, there’s not really a better way to see it.” He replied.

“See wha-oh.” Severus broke off, looking up at the sky as streaks of silver fell through the black inkiness.

“A meteor shower.” He said quietly.

“Mmhm. Do you…like it?” He asked anxiously. Severus turned to look at him, his black eyes soft.

“How did you know there was a meteor shower tonight?”

“Oh, well I was so nervous about what I was going to do for our first date, I mean, I didn’t want to take you to some boring restaurant or anything. So I did some research and the librarian was gushing about this shower was going to be tonight, and I thought you might enjoy it. Was I right?”

“It’s…beautiful, Sirius.” Sirius’ heart skipped a little bit, and he smiled softly.

“I see I’ve earned the use of my first name.”

“I think you’ve earned a little more than that.” Severus commented. Sirius looked at him in confusion.

His heart rate sped up as Severus’ arm slipped around his back. The other man’s side pressed against his, and oh…he was so warm. He subconsciously leaned into him, inhaling his intoxicating scent. He felt like he was seeing it in slow motion as Severus’ sensuous hand came up to cup his cheek. He gladly let the other man turn his head toward him, barely breathing as his thumb brushed along his lip.

The other man’s lips covered his tenderly. Sirius melted, moaning softly into Severus’ mouth. He tangled his hands in Severus’ silky hair, pulling him closer. Severus’ hand pressed harder on Sirius’ back until they were as close as possible. Their kiss deepened, Severus’ tongue slipping into Sirius’ mouth and dominating the kiss immediately. Sirius didn’t even fight it, he let the other man consume him blissfully. He wondered if it would be the same in bed…

They broke away with a gasp, trying to catch their breath. Sirius drank in the sight of Severus’s red lips and luminous eyes. Neither of them moved for a minute until Sirius ran his hand through the other man’s hair, smiling as the hair tie fell out. He caressed the hair around his face, brushing his thumb over Severus’ cheek. He marveled at how color rose to them.

“Wow…” He whispered. Severus smirked.

“Just wait until the fourth date.” Sirius grinned like a fool.
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