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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.

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Chapter Summary:
Enough said.
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Lucius chuckled at the sassy reply as he glanced down at his flaccid flesh. His gaze continued past it to the younger teen still on his knees to give him an encouraging smile and a nod of approval. Aster released the nervous breath he seemed to have been holding.

“Harry, since you’re already on your feet, would you mind grabbing my wand and a couple of potions from my nightstand?” Lucius requested as he gestured toward the aforementioned table.

“Which ones?” the addressed Pet asked with a small nod of acquiescence as he moved the few feet he needed to retrieve the items.

“A contraceptive; and then there should be one or two little, blue ones in there.”

The eighteen-year-old popped the drawer open and pulled out one of many purple potions. He did not need to be told what to do with that one and immediately handed it to Aster before returning to dig for one of the other vials.

“You’re so organized everywhere else; why is this drawer such a shithole?” Harry groused as he searched for blue liquid.

Lucius laughed once again and responded, “I couldn’t possibly handle controlling all of the chaos all of the time, Harry. So there’s also one just like it in my desk downstairs and then another at work.”

“Ah-ha!” Harry exclaimed triumphantly as he finally found what he was looking for. He picked up the wand before turning around and asking, “who gets this one?” while holding up the vial.

The middle-aged man sat all the way upright at last, held out a hand, and said, “that would be mine.”

“It does what aaaaaaand we have never used it why?” the emerald-eyed teen queried ridiculously as he handed it over.

Lucius raised an index finger to say ‘one second’ as he brought the potion to his lips and then turned that digit straight down as he drank. Both Pets followed it and watched the man’s cock instantly come back to life until it was standing at full attention not half a minute later.

“I see…” Harry looked up back. “We’ve never needed that before since you’re pretty damn good with your timing.”

“Exactly, Pet,” Lucius said with smirk as he traded the empty container for his wand. Harry discarded it on the table it came from and saw the other vial already sitting there.

“He did take that, right?” the presently pregnant, young man warily asked; definitely not in the mood to be knocking up Aster, of all people.

With an affirmative nod, the silvery-eyed man replied, “no need to fret; I watched him.”

Harry nodded satisfactorily and then paused mid-step on his way back to his previous spot. “Wait…” He finished his short trip. “Why did I even need to get that? You could’ve just used the spell when you cast the fun ones.”

“Quite frankly, the potion is always one hundred percent effective and you’ll know it’s right because of the taste and color; whereas with the spell, there’s no way to actually guarantee it worked. You have to trust your skills,” the blonde quickly explained.

Harry’s eyes widened in pure horror. “Oookaaay, I vote we strictly use the potion for the rest of eternity once uh…” He glanced down at his baby bump. “… once this bun is done.” Then he incredulously tacked on, “who would be that stupid to use the spell, any-” The rambling teen clamped his mouth shut at the silent narrowing of his master’s silver eyes.

“So…” he swiftly switched gears. “How does this work, exactly?” Harry wasn’t even sure who he was asking. Neither he nor Lucius had done this before and he had a hard time picturing Tom ever sharing his Pet with anyone, at least not concurrently.

“I wouldn’t know,” Aster voiced what the other teen had just assumed. “I’ve only been double penetrated.” With a scoff he added, “like he’d ever let a Pet inside anyone, ever.”

Surprised by that middle bit of information, Harry curiously asked, “which way?” He pointed at his own rear with two fingers. “Or.” One finger gestured to his mouth.

“Both,” the fifteen-year-old replied with a nonchalant shrug.

Having used the momentary distraction to consider the best position for the three of them, Lucius pulled their focus back to their activities. “Boys.”

They both fell silent at once.

“First, Harry, which way would you prefer Aster be facing?” the older man probed his own Pet.

“Do you really need to ask that or are you just being polite?” Harry shot back.

Lucius chuckled at the rhetorical question and said, “polite, but I’m demanding an answer nonetheless.”

Without a single iota of hesitation, Harry answered, “away, if I can help it.”

“The only arrangement I can think of at the moment that would be of any comfort to you in your condition, we would have quite a bit of difficulty moving much with three of us.”

“Sideways,” the Pets accidentally chorused without a thought.

Sighing dramatically, Harry added, “and you have an idea that I’m not gonna like, but you want me to at least listen to.”

“You know me so well, Pet,” Lucius sweetly praised with a light tap to the teen’s nose.

With the same theatrics, the younger man droned, “I’m listening.” His interest grew, though, with each word of what his master had in mind and by the time he’d heard it all, Harry was pretty much on board. He just had two concerns he felt the need to voice before he could agree. “That… that’s an awful lot of you and Aster touching,” he first murmured, exhibiting only mild discomfort.

“It is.”

Harry next commented, “and it kinda means I have to do most of the work.”

“It does.” They both looked down at his pregnant belly, wondering if he’d have the stamina.

Green eyes regarded the olive-skinned Pet; who had no idea what they were even talking about, for a moment before looking back up at the blonde man. “Okay. Okay, let’s do it before I’m not horny enough to ignore my senses,” he anxiously, but excitedly conceded.

Finally, Lucius held up his wand and instructed them both, “lie on the bed or bend over it; whichever you’re most comfortable with.”

Aster immediately did the latter; while Harry chose to lay on his back since his front was currently growing an extra body that was in the way. Only a few seconds later, they were magically stretched and lubricated by the experienced wizard.

After returning his wand to its normal nightly resting place, Lucius motioned for the Pets to allow adequate space for him to get into place lying on his back in the middle of the mattress. “Harry first, I think,” he suggested once he was comfy.

With practiced ease, Harry straddled his master’s waist and a firm hold was taken of his own to assist in keeping him balanced as he sank onto a familiar cock; each releasing various lustful sounds from the pleasure of penetration. He very impatiently awaited the next step as he forced himself to keep still once he was fully seated.

“Your turn, Aster,” the man breathlessly beckoned the sandy-haired teen over to him. The Pet in question crawled his way across the bed and came to a stop at Lucius’ chest, waiting for further instruction for the act that was still unknown to him. “Carefully mirror Harry, get as close as you can, and then lie all the way back.”

A moment later, everyone was where they needed to be and all that was left was to get Harry inside Aster. The dark-haired teen slid the excited head of his manhood into the younger one and was nearly overwhelmed by the feeling of experiencing both sides at once.

Lucius put his large hands on the hips of the boy lying on him to help guide him down Harry’s erection and closer to his pelvis.

Harry needed a second to breathe once he was finally encased. He looked down at where they were all connected and immediately knew bouncing like normal was out of the question. His eyes moved up the two bodies in front of him; now working on how he was going to brace himself. Aster was in the way of the chest he usually used and leaning forward to hold onto the other Pet would put them more in each other’s faces than he was okay with.

Eventually he was making eye contact with the man he was sitting on. He held both hands out toward him and flexed all of his fingers. “Help,” he quite childishly expressed.

Lucius did not need an explanation to understand what his Pet required. He raised his own hands and tightly linked their fingers to steady him. They spent a good second adjusting their arms until Harry felt suitably supported.

Finally, the eighteen-year-old leaned forward some and experimentally rocked his hips using a moderate amount of strength. All three of them groaned, but none more forcefully than Harry as he continued the movement.

After a minute or so, the thrusting Pet felt the legs behind him bend at the knee and the body he was perched on began pushing up into him what little it could with the extra weight pinning it down. The shifting of their position forced him to lean toward Aster a bit more, causing the latter to loudly gasp, “Harry!”

Being as it was the first time Harry had ever heard someone other than Lucius moan his name, his hips snapped forward enthusiastically as he released his own shuddery grunt of, “Aster,” in response.

“Holy fuck,” Lucius panted in reaction to what would likely be the most erotic thing he’d ever experience.

Harry began to speed up from all the vocal encouragement and a pair of olive legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him that much deeper into the tight channel he was fucking. His movements became erratic almost instantly from the stimulation as he rapidly and huskily chanted, “fuck yes,” a few times before exploding inside the other Pet.

The hands holding Harry up tightened their grip as Lucius emptied himself inside the passage spasming around his own cock, appreciatively grunting his Pet’s name.

Unfortunately, Aster didn’t quite make it there yet, but both spent men had just enough left in them to rectify the situation. The one on his knees shifted a bit until the softened flesh in him slipped out and he could sit up straight; his own flaccid cock sliding out of the still aroused boy. Harry let go of one of his master’s hands to wrap it around the throbbing appendage in front of him.

Meanwhile, Lucius snaked his, now free, hand down the body that may have been larger than his Pet’s, but was certainly still smaller than his own. He reached lower until he could press his middle and ring fingers deep into the fifteen-year-old; and that was all that was required to push Aster into oblivion as well. The youngest of them moaned wordlessly as he came over his own torso, bucking through the small fingers stroking his length. At last, they all collapsed on various areas of the mattress; sweaty, panting, and most importantly, sated.

“That wasn’t really much of a sandwich,” Harry vocalized a few minutes later. The two fairer-haired men laughed drowsily at the comment.

“Then what would you call it, Pet?” Lucius tittered as he tilted his head to look at the teen he was speaking to. The dark-haired young, man sprawled out on his right raised his hands up in the air where everyone could see them and made a U-shape.

With an indeterminate shrug, he finally replied, “I don’t know… maybe a weird bowl of cereal.” Silver eyes met jade with a completely blank expression. “You know; flakes or puffs of grain in a bowl.” Still no reaction he continued, “with milk? Sometimes they’re frosted or fruity…”

“Ooooh.” The blonde ultimately recognized what Harry was on about. He pulled a face and highlighted, “that nasty, sugary, muggle shit Draco loved to eat growing up.”

“Noooooo,” the pregnant teen dramatically droned as he sat up to regard his master with a fake, exaggerated pout. “That DELICIOUS, sugary, muggle shit that Harry loved to eat before he moved in here.”

Sounding oddly disappointed, Lucius questioned, “why have you not asked for it if you clearly miss it so much?”

Harry shrugged again, this time dejectedly. “It’s my job to fulfill requests, not make them.”

Lucius crooked a finger, motioning his Pet to him. He finally righted himself so he could gently take the boy by the chin and fervently enlighten him, “you are always free to ask, Harry. You will never be punished for a simple question. The worst that’ll happen is I say no.”

Harry took a couple of deep breaths through his nose to quell the emotion bubbling inside him and blinked away the tears pricking at his eyes before closing what little space was between them with a sleepy, but passionate kiss.

All too soon, the peaceful moment was ended by the sound of an obnoxious, but legitimate, snore from the other Pet they’d both completely forgotten about in their zeal.

“I’m gonna use the loo,” the expectant eighteen-year-old quietly announced as he got to his feet. ‘Get. Rid. Of. Him.’ He then mouthed while making a shooing motion from Aster toward the door with both hands.

By the time Harry returned, the room was dark, Lucius had presumably cleaned up any fluids left on the blanket, and the blonde was alone beneath it. He climbed back into bed and snuggled into the man’s embrace; resting on his chest as usual.

“Can I ask one more question tonight?” the younger man broke the stillness.

With a small sigh, Lucius replied, “just the one- … … Pet.”

Harry’s brows drew together at the strange and abrupt pause, but he’d have to ignore that curiosity, at least until morning. “Earlier, you said you’d only kinda been in a threesome… with your wife. What about before that?” he asked and then proceeded to explain his wondering with, “all the partying you apparently did when you were my age, but that’s the closest you got. I just find it hard to believe.”

“You’re certainly not wrong to be surprised by that fact,” Lucius whispered his reply with a small amount of amusement coloring his voice. “Things just never lined up right for it to happen at the time,” he shrugged. Then, he gently ran his fingers through dark hair once and insisted, “sleep well, now, Harry.” The tired teen hummed blissfully in response, already drifting off.

~!~

“How many times do I have to tell you NOT TO TOUCH MY SHIT!” Harry’s angry voice wafted through the open door of Lucius’ study, interrupting the bit of work he was doing.

“You said I could borrow it!” Aster’s reply trailed shortly after. The blonde man growled at the papers on his desk before dropping his reading glasses on them and forcefully standing from his chair.

Lucius made his way toward the drawing room, following the loud retort of, “I MEANT, like, ‘ask and I’ll get it for you’. I DID NOT say you could go into MY FUCKING CLOSET WHENEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT!” He entered the room to see Harry panting for breath adding, “stay THE FUCK out of my bedroom!”

“Oh. My. Gooooods,” the fifteen-year-old boy sitting on the floor whinged before getting to his feet to stand level with the furious, pregnant one. What looked like a deck of Exploding Snap cards sat scattered around his seat. “You don’t even use it. It’s a glorified changing room!”

“Ugh, I’m going to fucking kill you,” Harry screeched at the taller Pet. “You are so FUCKING IRRITATING!”

“BOYS!” the older man yelled, releasing his pent up frustration. “I am going to kill someone you before EITHER OF YOU even gets the chance if you don’t KNOCK! IT! OFF!” He took a deep breath to calm himself some before turning to his Pet and sternly admonishing him, “I have had to punish you more times since Aster has been here than the entire rest of the sixteen or so months you’ve lived with me COMBINED.

“Even with the promised reward, you have not managed to get along with him for ONE whole day in two weeks. And I have had a SPLITTING headache every! Waking! Moment! I’ve been home for those entire two weeks.” Lucius took a minute to breathe. He then much more softly concluded, “and I think I know what needs to be done.”

Silver eyes regarded the youngest of the three men. “I’m sorry, Aster,” he genuinely apologized to the anxious looking teen. “I just can’t have you in the same house as Harry.”

The dark-haired boy crossed his arms indignantly over his chest. “Isn’t that almost exactly what I said at the beginning?” he huffed.

Lucius’ apologetic gaze snapped to a glare as he focused on his mouthy Pet; and suddenly Harry found his fingernails fascinating. The man took another calming breath through his nose before turning his attention back on Aster.

“A good friend of mine should be willing to take you in for the interim. As long as I agree to cover your expenses, at least,” he explained to his guest.

Aster did not look happy at the prospect of being foisted off on a stranger. “Can I ask what he’s -or she’s- like?”

“He won’t hurt you, if that’s what you’re afraid of,” Lucius gently reassured him. “Though I should probably warn you, Severus isn’t particularly fond of… well, anyone, to be honest. He’s just very closed off. So, you likely won’t be getting conversation of any length or depth out of him in the short time you’ll be there, but I promise; you will be fine with him. Bored, maybe; but fine.

“And you’re more than welcome to come visit Harry. I know the two of you do actually enjoy time together when you aren’t at each other’s throats. This way, I’ll be able to just send you home when I’m tired of it,” the blonde man finished with a chuckle.

Sandy hair flopped with increasing intensity as Aster slowly started nodding. “Yeah, it’s probably for the best,” he agreed. Quickly raising a hand to about waist height, he cheekily continued, “Harry’s very small and he’s not gonna be any less pregnant anytime soon, so, I’m definitely the one who’s gonna end up dead if I stay.”

The amount of fury rolling of off Harry was terrifying. “What THE FUCK does that mean?” he seethed as he stomped toward the bigger teen.

“Nope. That’s it.” Lucius stepped between the two boys; facing his own Pet and stopping him in his tracks. “Both of you. Rooms. Now. Go!” One hand pointed toward the unseen staircase and the other steered Harry back toward the door. He followed him to it and watched until the young man was halfway up the stairs at the end of the hall.

“WHEN CAN I COME BACK OUT!?” Harry frustratedly demanded to know as a blonde head turned toward Aster and motioned for him to start heading up as well.

Lucius’ loud, one word reply caused the younger teen’s ears to ring as he passed.

“DINNER!”
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