Of Purebloods and Wings | By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 38885 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
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There is a dream sequence in here, but since they both know they’re dreaming, I didn’t put it in italics. That, and the last time I had a large chunk of italics in the fic, it ended up screwing up the formatting for chapters afterward. I hope to avoid that issue this time around.Lucius led Harry to the Fat Lady’s portrait. “I had a lovely time tonight, Harry.” He said, raising Harry’s hand to his lips.
“I did too, Lucius, I—“ Harry sucked in a breath when instead of kissing the back of his hand like he expected, Lucius turned his hand over and kissed the inside of his wrist, flicking his tongue out to taste the skin there. Harry gulped. “I really liked getting to know you better.” He said in a rush.Lucius chuckled. “Dream of me tonight, Harry.” He purred. “I’ll be dreaming of you.” He promised, and left.Harry took a deep breath and the Fat Lady cleared her throat. “I have a feeling you’ll be dreaming of nothing else for a long time.” She declared.Harry flushed and gave her the password.He walked into the common room and found Hermione, Ginny and Neville waiting up for him. He sat in the chair closest to the fire.“So?” Ginny asked from her seat on Neville’s lap. “How was it?”Hermione sighed and rolled her eyes. “I was going to let you say as much or as little as you wanted, but these two wanted details, so I’m afraid you’ll have to spill.”Harry smiled at her. “Thank you for the thought, Hermione. It was great. We did end up going to a posh restaurant that only caters to Purebloods, and he explained that this world has some pretty outdated views on blood purity.”“It does.” Hermione sniffed. “It’s deplorable!”Ginny shot her a glare. “We’re discussing Lucius, not politics! What else did you talk about?” She asked.Neville rolled his eyes, and Harry smiled.“Well, we discussed his marriage to Narcissa. Turns out, they both had lovers on the side while they were married—““I knew it!” Ginny crowed. “Well, what does he like better: men or women?” She asked.Harry chuckled. “He said he was drawn more towards wit and power—““Both of which you have.” Ginny interjected.Harry rolled his eyes and continued. “Yes, but he likes males a bit more. Good luck for me, there.”“Did you talk about anything particularly juicy?” Ginny asked with relish.Harry flushed and cleared his throat. “He asked how experienced I was.” He explained.Neville blinked in surprise. “Did you tell him?” He asked.“Well, there wasn’t any reason not to. So I told him that all I’d done was kiss two girls, and that neither was a very stimulating experience.” Harry told them.Ginny huffed. “Oh, I like that! Kissing me isn’t stimulating?!”Harry chuckled. “Come on, Gin. Admit it, it felt like kissing your brother.” He said.Ginny grinned and shrugged. “A brother who’s a rather good kisser. You’ve got nice, soft lips that are only a little chapped from too much wind during Quidditch, and you don’t go overboard trying to shove your tongue down the other person’s throat, but you’re not exactly afraid to use your tongue either. With a bit more practice, I’m sure you’ll become an excellent kisser. I’m sure Luscious Malfoy would be willing to give you that practice.”“He’d better not until after the fourth date!” Hermione insisted.Harry blushed.“Ooh, what’s the blush about, Harry? Tell us!” Ginny began bouncing in Neville’s lap, and Neville flushed and grabbed onto her hips to still her. Ginny giggled and relaxed against Neville. “Sorry about that, Nev. I promise I won’t do it again.”“Thanks.” Neville said in a tight voice.Harry licked his lips. “Well, he’s kind of found a way around the ‘no-kissing’ rule. He said the rules state that he can’t kiss me on the lips.” He smiled and finished, “But he’s kissed my neck, and the inside of my wrist. And… He licked me. Just tonight, before he left me at the portrait. He licked my wrist.”Hermione pursed her lips. “He’s not exactly following the rules very well.”Neville smiled. “He’s not breaking the rules. A lot of couples nowadays stretch the rules, and so long as there’s no kissing on the lips until the fourth date, anything else is permissible. Just like he can’t actually… You know, inside Harry until the consummation, but there’s no rules about sucking each other off, or using fingers instead of a… You-know-what.” He finished, flushing a bit.Hermione’s eyes widened and her face turned red. “I didn’t need those visuals.” She said in a rush, covering her face.“Oi! Don’t be visualizing him! He’s mine!” Harry snapped.“You’re there, too!” Hermione assured him from behind her hands.“Oh.” Harry flushed.Ginny laughed loudly, subsiding into giggles after a few minutes, but every time she looked at Harry, the giggles started back up again.“Yes, yes, it’s all very funny.” Harry snapped.Ginny took a few moments to compose herself, then began the interrogation again. “So, did he say anything else interesting, or do anything more scandalous?”Harry rolled his eyes with a smile. “No. Oh, but he did offer to help me get the press off my back for the rest of the time I’m in Hogwarts. Oh, and he warned me in advance: look on the second page of the Prophet tomorrow. Lucius said us going to that particular restaurant would spark some speculation.”Ginny’s eyebrows nearly hit her hairline. “Why? What restaurant was it?” She asked.“You know, I never did ask for the name of it.” Harry murmured.Hermione smiled. “Of course you didn’t. You’re not the type to think about things like that.”Neville smiled. “Bet you’ll be happy to finally get some privacy, though.” He pointed out.Harry nodded emphatically. “Definitely. I think, after all the papers have put me through, I’m entitled to a little bit of privacy.”“So, did he profess his undying love for you yet?” Ginny asked, leaning forward.“No.” Harry said with a laugh. “He actually told me at Draco’s wedding that he’s never loved anyone except family. Which means he never loved Narcissa, or any of his lovers, either. Only Draco and his parents. He did tell me last night that if he starts to have romantic feelings for me, he won’t quash them. He’ll let them come. That’s the best I can ask for, since him risking his heart on someone who’s not family is something he’ll do only for me.”Ginny’s mouth fell open, then she smiled, sighing and laying a hand over her heart. “Oh, that’s so romantic, though! He’s letting you have something he’s never given to anyone else!” She breathed, eyes shining. “That’s lovely!”Hermione smiled. “And on that note, I think we should all get to bed. We all want to be up early enough to get to the paper in the morning.”Ginny nodded, getting off of Neville’s lap. “Yes. Yes, we do. I want to know where he took Harry.” She said firmly.Harry just shook his head and turned to Neville. “Well, shall we?” He motioned toward the stairs.Neville nodded and headed for the stairs. “Good night, girls!” He called out.“Good night!” Hermione and Ginny chorused together as they headed for their own dormitories.Harry and Neville got into the dormitory and changed into pyjamas, falling wearily into bed.Harry’s last thoughts were of Lucius, and his soft, warm lips against the skin of his wrist.*****Harry opened his eyes, and knew immediately that he was dreaming. “Where am I?” He asked no one in particular, sitting up, sumptuous sheets pooling around his waist.“In my dream, and that’s a strange reaction. You’ve never been disoriented the other times.” Lucius’ cultured voice informed him from very near.Harry turned his head and met the eyes of an amused Lucius, wearing a dressing gown. “Um… Hello.” He said, flushing.Lucius smirked. “My, my. Could it be that the fates have actually landed the real thing in my dream for once?” He asked, closing the book he’d been reading and setting it on his nightstand.Harry gulped. “I’d have to assume so, Sir.”Lucius placed a finger against his lips. “None of that, Harry. We’re past that point now, remember?” He purred. “Don’t get all shy with me now.” He cupped Harry’s cheek and leaned in. “Not when I can finally taste your lips.”Harry raised a hand and placed in on Lucius’ chest, stopping the man. “Wait! The courtship, the rules state—““The rules mean nothing when we are dreaming, Harry. We can’t be held accountable for what our dream selves do. We can kiss as much as we like to here and now.” Lucius informed him before grabbing his hand and leaning in again. “And I’m going to kiss you.” He said surely.Harry had a moment to try and come up with a response to stop him before warm lips were on his, coaxing his mouth open and stealing his breath. Lucius tasted like chocolate and caramel, and Harry thought for a moment that Lucius must have a dream stash of those chocolates Draco had picked out available, before Lucius’ tongue was tangling with his and higher brain function became a thing of the past. Harry moaned into Lucius’ mouth, his free hand coming up to cup the man’s neck as he tentatively responded to the kiss.Lucius growled and leaned forward, following Harry’s lips when the teen fell back onto the bed. “You taste so good. Like innocence and desire.” He purred before leaning forward and kissing Harry again.Harry gasped when nimble fingers traced their way up his arm and over his chest, finally reaching his nipple where they lingered, playing with it and making it more sensitive than Harry had known they could be. “Ah, Lucius, stop, stop!” Harry gasped out, pushing the man away.Lucius sat up and arched an eyebrow at him. “Whyever should I stop? You were enjoying my attentions, that much was obvious.” He asked, his tone clearly annoyed.Harry flushed. “I just… I don’t want to go any further. Not while we’re dreaming. I want to be with you, really I do, but not like this.” He said.Lucius sighed. “Very well. I must confess, I am rather ravenous for you. Perhaps my good judgement has been eroded by carnal desire. You’re simply too tempting for me.” He said, smirking at Harry.Harry licked his lips. “I’m tempted, too, but we can wait.” He said.Lucius nodded. “I suppose we can. Would you like a tour of the Manor, since you’re here now and there’s nothing better to do?” He asked.Harry looked around at the unfamiliar room. “Oh! I’m in..?”“My bedroom, yes.” Lucius said in clear amusement.Harry’s face flamed. “I see. Yes, show me around.” He said, sliding out of bed to find he was only in his sleep pants. “Um…”“I have a dressing gown you can borrow. Indeed, I’d like nothing more than to see you in my clothing.” Lucius purred, walking over to his wardrobe and pulling out the garment, handing it to Harry.Harry flushed and pulled it on.“Now, allow me to show you my home.” Lucius said, leading him out of the room.*****Harry woke and rolled over, burying his face in his pillow, moaning. Sharing a dream with Lucius was a sure way to get him all riled up in the early hours of the morning. Here he was, the first one up, and his morning glory was just about all he could think about.He got up and headed into the bathroom, shutting the door behind himself and stepping into a shower stall. He turned on the water and began to wash, trying to ignore his rampant erection.After a few minutes of washing, he caved, and wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking himself slowly. He called up the memory of Lucius’ kiss, and the way he’d pressed himself flush against Harry during the dream every time the opportunity arose.At one point, Lucius had leaned down over Harry’s shoulder and placed an open-mouthed kiss over his pulse point, then purred, right next to his ear, “You’d better not make visiting my dreams a habit, Harry. If you do, I daresay I will thoroughly defile you, your virtuous protests be damned.”Harry came with that threat/promise ringing in his ears.He finished his shower on autopilot, cleaning off and thinking of Lucius and all the interactions they’d had thus far. He frowned, wondering if he’d really shared a dream with Lucius. It was, after all, the most lucid dream he’d ever had, and it wasn’t very common to share a dream with someone, even someone you were courting.Maybe… Maybe it had just been a dream? Maybe his mind had run away with the new side of Lucius he’d seen tonight? The more lascivious and carnally-driven version of the man he’d glimpsed briefly during their date was certainly enough to produce a few dreams on its own.Little did he know, at that moment, Lucius was lying in bed, his spent cock slowly softening in his hand as he licked his lips, still tasting Harry and seeing the teen spread out on his bed beneath him, lips bruised and eyes slightly dazed from the man’s kisses.*****“No way!” Ginny shrieked, staring open-mouthed at the paper she was holding.Hermione was eagerly reading her copy between bites of toast and eggs.
Harry flushed and ducked his head. “Ginny, please, just read your paper and try not to cause a scene. More than you have already, I mean.” He mumbled.
Neville was reading her paper over her shoulder. “Seriously, though, that restaurant is pretty pricey. I mean, maybe not for a Malfoy, but… He knows that taking you there is pretty much a statement that it’s serious between you two, right?” He asked quietly.Ginny grinned widely and hugged the paper to her chest, earning a mild glare from Neville, who was unable to read it while she clutched it so tightly. “Of course he knows, that’s why he took Harry there! It’s like the courting gloves, he’s publicly claiming Harry as his, don’t you see it?!” She asked, smoothing the paper out. “Oh, wow, Harry! This is big! He might actually be serious about you!” She gushed, reading the article that accompanied the photos of Harry and Lucius. Neither of the photos were recent, but the press didn’t seem to care one bit. The scale of the news imparted was more than enough; they didn’t need recent photos to go with such a public claim.Harry just sighed. He nearly choked when Draco poked him in the side. “You, too?! Can’t I get a little peace?!” He asked in a harassed tone.Draco huffed and grabbed Harry under his arms, lifting him up. “You’re coming with me, Potter. We need to talk.” He said firmly. “Alone.” He added when Ginny, Ron and Hermione made to stand.The three traded glances before Harry sighed. “It’s fine, guys. I’ll meet up with you in the common room later.” He said as Draco none-too-gently herded him toward the door.“Room of Requirement.” Draco said firmly, and Harry nodded, leading the way.When they got inside, Harry collapsed onto the couch and Draco took a seat at the opposite end, facing him. “So. Coeur Désir.” He said flatly.Harry shrugged. “I don’t know why everyone’s so interested in where we went.” He said.Draco sighed. “Because, Harry, my father does not go there. He’s been there once. The day after Mother told him she was pregnant with me, he treated her to a dinner there to celebrate.” He said. “He doesn’t go there alone, and he never took any of his lovers there, either.”Harry shrugged again.Draco rolled his eyes. “Harry.” He said sharply.Harry looked up, meeting his eyes.“You could really hurt him, if you wanted to. He knows this as well as I do. If you don’t seem to be serious about this, the Dark Lord could easily kill him. Add on to that the fact that he seems to be trying to romance you, which I’ve never seen him do, by the way, and we’ve got a real situation here. Please don’t hurt him.” Draco said.“How about instead of telling me this, which is not helping anything right now, you just tell me how I’m supposed to act and be done with it?!” Harry snapped.Draco blinked in shock. “Alright, fine. Act your arse off, Potter. If someone asks you how serious it is with my father, tell them that you’re planning on marrying him, and act happy about it!” He hissed. “He’s putting everything he’s got into wooing you as publicly as he can, so let yourself enjoy it. Also, this staring thing?” He pressed.Harry nodded, licking his lips.“It’s not like my father. Severus says he’s never seen Father go after someone quite as fervently as he’s going after you. I’ll repeat myself: Don’t. Hurt. Him.” Draco said lowly. “Encourage him or let him down gently, but don’t lead him on if this is all just a ruse to cover his arse concerning the Dark Lord. But do it in private.”Harry finally found his voice. “I… I asked him to really give me a chance. Give us a chance. I… I want to be with him, but he said he wasn’t sure if he could love me, and… I’d need that from him, Draco.” He whispered. “I can’t live with him every day of my life without love.”Draco stared at him for long moments, then nodded. “I understand. I’m not going to lie to you, he never, not once, told my mother he loved her. He’s told me several times, but he doesn’t hand out the words often, by any means. I’m not going to say he’s incapable of loving you, because I simply don’t know if he is or not. But if he tells you he does, believe it. I know him, and he wouldn’t lie about that. Not even to get you into bed with him. If he says it, it’s for real. Just know that.” He said before getting up and walking to the door. “Remember, don’t hurt him.” He said again, then left.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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