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Lucius' Pet	By : nekluvshp Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 28480 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and characters, nor do I make any money from the writing of this fic.

Chapter List
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Chapter Summary: Lucius and Harry welcome Aster to Malfoy Manor.
Aster is thankful.
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“What’ll happen to Aster now?” Harry asked from where he sat perched on Lucius’ bed as they waited for the aforementioned teen; who was currently in the bathroom to shower and then try on a pair of Draco’s hand-me-downs.

“Until that department has made a decision, it remains to be seen. But for the meantime, I’ve had Dobby prepare a guest room for him here,” Lucius confidently explained; thinking his Pet would be proud that he was willing to house Aster, albeit temporarily.

Harry uncrossed his legs and hopped off the mattress to angrily waddle his way over to where his master was standing. “WHAT!?” he dramatically shrieked.

Lucius was taken aback by this reaction. “You’re the one who… this was your idea,” the man stammered back in bewilderment.

Lowering his voice some from his previous outburst, but still seething, Harry responded, “I said I wanted to help him. I did not say I want to live in the same house as him!”

“Harry…” the blonde carefully began; resisting the urge to use the phrase ‘calm down’ so as not to evoke further ire in the tiny, pregnant teen. “It’ll only be a couple of months. There is a process, so yes, it does take time. But he won’t be here forever,” he reasoned. With a soft smile, he then added, “you can get along with him for that short a time, can’t you?”

Harry petulantly crossed his arms over his chest and pouted up at the grinning man. “Stop it!” he snapped with a stamp of his foot. “I’m yelling at you; you’re supposed to be mad!”

Lucius’ lips shifted into a smirk as he leaned close and lifted his Pet’s chin with a thumb and index finger. “How do you expect me to be angry when you are this adorable?” he purred before silencing the foreseen objection with a kiss.

Once he’d pulled away a moment later, silver eyes watched in amusement as the corners of Harry mouth twitched upward; struggling to maintain his scowl. His eyes narrowed slightly. “I hate you,” he muttered.

The blonde man’s smirk only widened at the obvious lie, causing the teen to scrunch his face further for a moment before he inhaled slowly and deeply once through his nose. He glanced down at the bump he could just barely see past his still crossed arms and then looked back up with a softer expression. “Promise me he’ll be gone before the baby comes?” he all but begged.

“Of course, Pet,” Lucius tenderly assured him. He caressed a cheek still flushed from exasperation as he added, “even if, by some fluke, Aster is here that long, I’ll find somewhere else for him to go.”

It was then that their guest finally emerged from the other room, interrupting the delicate moment. The cerulean, winter robe he was wearing looked as if it was made for him; if you didn’t know any better.

“Perfect,” Lucius noted with a satisfied nod. “I’ll have Dobby wash the rest from that year and then you’ll be able to find them in your closet.”

“I have a closet?” the, obviously, stunned boy asked.

Both Lucius and Harry raised a disbelieving brow at the implications that question raised as the former clarified, “you have a room.”

Aster’s own eyebrows met his hairline. He looked from the master in front of him, to the Pet, to the long unused cushion still set up in the corner, then to the bed, and finally, back to Harry. “Do you have a room?” he probed; voice cracking with emotion.

“I have a room,” Harry replied simply; easily forgiving the other boy for forgetting he’s been in his room. He would’ve taunted Aster for that only a few months ago and that thought did not make him feel good.

“Would you like to see it?” Lucius asked, gesturing toward his open bedroom door.

With a small sniffle; he wasn’t crying, not yet; Aster nodded. “Yes, please.”

Lucius led the pair of Pets to the first of many closed doors of the guest wing; this one on the left-hand side. Harry couldn’t decide if he was surprised or not that the suite looked almost exactly like his own. The only real difference seemed to be that it was mirrored.

“If you don’t like it set up this way, feel free to ask Dobby for his assistance rearranging the furniture,” the eldest man politely explained to their guest.

“Hey,” Harry suddenly whined, pulling Lucius’ focus. “You didn’t tell me that!”

Harry was right; he hadn’t been told that. However, Lucius countered, “you actually live here. It should have been implied.”

Dark hair bounced defeatedly as Harry reluctantly nodded. They were both right. They were both wrong. It was neither worth dwelling on nor arguing about.

Finally, they returned their attention to Aster. Now he was crying.

Lucius gave him a comforting pat on the shoulder before excusing Harry and himself to the hallway to give the emotional boy a moment alone. It didn’t take him long to rejoin them, red-faced and puffy-eyed.

“Thank you,” Aster graciously expressed his gratitude as he rubbed an eye with the heel of his palm. “What next?”

“I know you’ve been here a handful of times before, but I was thinking Harry should give you a proper tour,” Lucius replied as the small group headed back toward the stairs. “I have a few things to take care of in my study; including informing my friend, Severus, that today went as well as could be expected. I’ll tell Dobby to start dinner first and by the time we’re all done, it should be ready for us in the dining room.”

Harry didn’t look entirely happy with this plan, but he’d promised to get along and Aster certainly didn’t need that right now. They reached the bottom of the staircase and he shared a quick kiss with his master before they parted ways.

Roughly thirty minutes later, the pair of Pets entered the dining room to find both Lucius and a hot, delicious meal waiting for them. Harry quickly noticed something that he did not like, though, as they approached the opposite end of the table: the extra place set for Aster was next to his usual spot.

“Why can’t he sit on the other side?” the dark-haired teen whinged as he dropped into his seat. Sure, they’d barely bickered the entire time he was showing him around, but still; Aster irritated him to no end. The sandy-haired one awkwardly stood behind his chair as they waited to hear Lucius’ reply.

“Because that is where I instructed his place be set,” the man declared as he began to fill his plate now that they were all present. There was no real reason they needed to sit next to each other, of course; it was just such a silly to complain about that Lucius wasn’t going to have it. “Please, sit, Aster,” he gently invited the other Pet.

Harry tapped his empty plate with his fork a couple of times as the younger boy finally sat down. He then rapidly began piling his cutlery on it before picking up both it and his goblet as he stood to go sit on the other side of the table himself.

“No,” Lucius uttered simply without even looking up from what he was doing.

“But-”

“You have two choices,” the blonde firmly stated as he finally regarded his defiant Pet. “You can sit back down or you can trade seats with him.” Another option came to mind as he spoke and before anyone could react, he added, “beg your pardon, you have three choices. You can go to your room for the rest of the night, hungry. It’s up to you; but the one thing you cannot do is continue whining.”

Harry sighed dramatically as he unceremoniously dropped his plate back onto his placemat; his silverware clattered loudly as his butt met cushion once more. They ate in tense silence for a few minutes before Lucius decided to break it by engaging in small talk.

“How old are you, Aster?”

The sandy-haired Pet nearly choked on his forkful from being addressed so unexpectedly. He took a sip of juice to clear his throat before tentatively replying, “I’ll be sixteen in May…” His brow suddenly furrowed in curious puzzlement. “…Master?”

Now it was Harry’s turn to inhale a mouthful of food in surprise. He really did NOT like hearing that in Aster’s voice toward Lucius.

The blonde man’s lips twitched in amusement at the both of them. Ignoring Harry’s obvious discomfort, he replied, “legally, yes, I would be your master for the time being. But technically speaking; I don’t see you as my Pet. So ‘Lucius’ is just fine.”

With wide, hazel eyes, Aster stammered, “I don’t know if I can do that.”

A kind smile graced Lucius’ lips as he offered some middle ground, “How about ‘Mr. Malfoy’ or ‘sir’ then?”

“I think… I think I could handle those, Mr. Malfoy, sir.”

Harry burst into guttural laughter at the nervous, albeit, rather cheeky response. Aster could actually be funny… when the jibes weren’t aimed at him.

Lucius’ response wasn’t nearly as raucous as Harry’s, but he did chuckle at the joke; glad that the boy seemed to be adjusting well enough. The rest of dinner past relatively pleasantly and a few, short hours later, everyone headed to bed.

At the top of the stairs, Lucius offered to escort Aster back to his room for his first night at the manor; and Harry did not hesitate to head in the opposite direction when he was told he could go straight to the master suite.

By the time the blonde man was in his bedroom two or three minutes later, Harry was lounging on the bed; naked, hard, and more than ready for the sex he’d been wanting since Lucius had kissed him after calling him adorable.

Lucius very deliberately shut and locked the door behind him. He then slowly sauntered his way to the bathroom; acting as if he hadn’t noticed Harry in the slightest. Only a moment later, he was back with his brush in hand. He set it on his vanity before stripping himself of everything but his black, boxer briefs and then deposited his clothes in his hamper.

That task completed, he returned to table to sit down in front of the mirror and spend a few meticulous minutes brushing his perfect, platinum locks. As he did so, silver eyes repeatedly glanced at the reflection of his Pet on the bed; watching in carefully concealed amusement as Harry’s incredulity and impatience grew.

Eventually, Lucius laid his brush back down for the last time and stood. He stretched and cracked his back before making his way over to the bed where he used his wand to plunge the room into darkness. And then, finally, he climbed under the covers and sat himself next to the aroused, young man.

Harry stared up at the outline of his master, who he could just barely see, in perplexity. “Why… why are you ignoring this?” he questioned as he found a large hand in the dark and placed it directly on his erection.

The appendage immediately retreated as Lucius replied, “given your less than appealing attitude this evening, I haven’t yet decided if you deserve sex tonight.” Harry, still lying on top of the blanket, jerked upright as fast as his pregnant state would allow.

Before reacting further, he checked to see whether or not the older man was hard. And when he knew that Lucius, in fact, was, he straddled his covered lap and desperately pressed their mouths together for a few heartbeats. “Please,” Harry then whispered in a voice so vulnerable, it completely altered the mood.

Lucius raised a hand to the uncertain face that was now close enough for him to see and gently cupped his cheek; rubbing comforting circles with his thumb. “Does he make you jealous, Pet?” he soothingly asked. He already knew the answer, but he didn’t want to upset Harry further by coming off accusatory.

Harry’s dark head of hair hung in shame as he nodded and a moment later, he had a comforting hand running through it as he was pulled to Lucius’ chest.

“Shh. Shh. it’s alright, Harry,” the blonde murmured against his temple. “I can understand how you might feel that way and you just want to be extra sure you aren’t going to end up replaced.”

Harry sniffled and nodded again against a bare collarbone. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled.

“I promise you, I have no interest in Aster. His age alone is enough to quell any desire I even might have had,” the man reassured him.

Slowly sitting back upright, Harry regarded his master with confused eyes. “Then why did you even get a new Pet?” he queried. “They’re always THAT young.”

“You weren’t.”

“Scar, remember?” the Pet sneered as he lifted his fringe. “I’m the exception.”

Lucius took a secure hold of Harry’s nape and pulled him forward until he could place a soft, lingering kiss over the mark that was once again hidden behind black bangs. “Let me put it this way,” he began to explain as he was rested against once more. “I likely would have walked out of that Shoppe alone had you not been both a legal adult AND the most gorgeous thing I’d ever happen to have had the pleasure of laying my eyes on.”

“Yeah?” Harry murmured, still sounding unsure.

“Does it feel like I’m lying?” Lucius returned as his hands slid down a naked back until they were gripping a firm arse. He then emphasized his point by pulling Harry’s hips tightly against his own to indicate he was still very much turned on by the boy on his lap.

Harry smiled shyly as he shook his head before leaning up to kiss the man he was sitting on. Lips and tongues languidly played together for a few minutes until Lucius ended the action to announce the decision he’d made. He caressed a tiny hand in one of his as he caringly informed his Pet, “in light of the circumstances, I think we can do whatever you’d like tonight.”

“I can top you?” Harry half asked, half stated with a small, excited bounce.

“We can do almost whatever you’d like tonight,” the blonde corrected himself with a small chuckle. “It would be spoiling you after your bratty episodes today. However, if your behavior has improved tomorrow-” An eager mouth cut him off with a passionate kiss as Harry physically declared his promise and expressed his gratitude.

When they eventually parted for air, Lucius noted with no small amount of glee, “I guess I should’ve offered that as a reward to begin with.”

A minute later, he was on top of the smaller body and lavishing every inch of skin with various kisses and love bites. Then, just as he was about to finally put his mouth on the cock longing for his attention, there was a tentative knock at the door.

Harry released an exasperated sigh as he glared at it.

“I’m sorry. I did tell him to let me know if he needs anything or has a problem,” Lucius explained as he slid from the bed, still dressed in his underwear. Harry sighed again as he threw an arm over his eyes and blindly grabbed a random pillow to cover his crotch.

“Yes, Aster?” Lucius kindly asked as light from the hallway poured into the room.

“Sorry if I’m bothering you,” the nervous fifteen-year-old began. “It’s just… I was thinking about something and I was wondering if I could talk to you?” He then made clear, “both of you.”

“Kinda naked in here,” Harry shouted with a wave of the arm that wasn’t over his face.

Aster glanced around the older man standing in front of him to regard the teen on the bed before he looked down and took notice of the obvious bulge in the black boxer briefs that were a stark contrast to alabaster skin.

Understanding he’d just interrupted their foreplay, Aster took a few bold, uninvited steps into the room; just barely fitting through the gap between Lucius and the still closed half of the double doors.

“That’s pretty much what I want to talk about, actually,” he said as he motioned to each of their variously covered groins.

Harry uncovered his eyes and tilted his head in the nick of time to see exactly where Aster was pointing at Lucius and was able to ascertain just what he meant. The official master and Pet shared a look of confusion; both wondering where exactly he was going with this.

“I’m just a Pet. I have no money; I have no things. But…” he trailed off for a moment to take a deep breath. “I’d really like to thank you guys somehow so…” He used both hands to gesture down his entire, clothed body. “I’m offering what I DO have.”
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