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Breaking of the Curse ...	By : pittwitch Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 12059 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Two:

"LUCIUS!"

Lucius, expecting the interruption, startled at his desk nonetheless. He resettled himself just as the door was flung open and a very angry Potions Master stormed inside the Malfoy monarch’s inner sanctum.

"Yes?" he inquired smoothly, pleased at his own ability to control his voice.

"Do you have any idea what you have done?" Snape snarled, menacingly leaning over Lucius’ desk and glaring with the look that would have killed lesser men on the spot.

"I stumbled upon a plaything … a very willing, eager to learn, plaything."

"Not a plaything, Lucius " not at all -- a WEASLEY!" Snape retorted angrily.

Lucius stood up and placed his hands over Snape’s, then leaned in very closely, tilting his head up to whisper in Severus’ ear, "Yes, sir. A Weasley, a delightfully delicious Weasley, who is trussed in the crossed-X harness, waiting for his introduction to painful pleasures, probably sitting at his mother’s dinner table, hard as a rock, and strapped to that leather with his pulse throbbing through his prick much too quickly for his own comfort." Lucius licked his lips, allowing just the tip of his tongue to touch Snape’s earlobe.

Snape groaned and snatched his hands away from Lucius, only to fold them defensively across his chest as evidence of his displeasure.

"You should not have assumed.”

"I know, but I was afraid the opportunity would pass." Lucius smiled slyly at the dark-haired brooding professor beginning to pace before him.

"You should have asked permission, first, Pet," Snape's tone softened slightly. "I will have to punish you for this."

"Yes, sir!" Lucius agreed much too heartily and readily for Snape"s pleasure at that moment.

Snape glowered for a moment then stepped back, folded his arms over his chest, and spoke with great care. "I will retrieve your new toy, Pet. You will prepare yourself while I do."

"Yes, sir." Lucius dared to flash a grin at his sour-faced friend. "But, I told him to return in two hours for dinner. You don’t really need to retrieve him."

Snape glared threateningly at Malfoy’s audacity.
"That is not ideal." Snape turned and exited, leaving Malfoy to smile at his own thoughts. He wasted only a few sparse moment before he hurried to his rooms to bathe properly. This would be a night to remember.

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"Molly." Snape actually made an effort not to growl at the Weasley matriarch when she answered the door. "I understand your eldest child might be here?"

"Yes! Severus, do come in." The jovial mum hauled him into her kitchen by his arm. Bill was sitting across from his twin brothers and next to his dad, picking at his dinner.

"Bill, Professor Snape is here to see you," Molly called out cheerfully. "Severus, you will eat?"

"Thank you, Molly, but no, I have already eaten." Snape spoke as he gingerly entered the chaotic kitchen.

"Bill, if you have a few minutes." Snape paused and smirked. "I have an item I would like to have you examine."

"Oh!" Bill nearly knocked over his chair in his eagerness to be doing something, anything; hell, he was sure he’d have to de-gnome the garden to distract himself, but this gift from above would surely be more pleasant. "Sure, what is it?"

"If I knew that, would I need your opinion?" Snape growled and motioned towards the door. "He’ll be safe with me, Molly," Severus reassured Mrs. Weasley as he held the door for Bill to exit. Bill tried very hard not to dash out of the house and away from his mother’s intuition and scrupulous gaze.

"I'm not worried in the least, Severus!" Molly called out cheerfully as the dour man nodded at her curtly in his best friendly manner and followed behind Bill into the back garden.

Bill grimaced as he attempted to walk in his hidden restraints; the leather cupping his buttocks was starting to cut in a bit, sure to leave at least a crease. Snape turned his back to hide his snide, knowing grin.

"Professor, just where is this item?" Bill peeked around his mother's garden with curiosity.

"Not here." Snape scowled at the Cursebreaker. "It is too dangerous to move. We"ll have to Side-along to its location."

Bill grimaced again at the mere suggestion of the torture that would accompany yet another Apparation while sporting his new apparatus.. His face showed the strain of not reaching down to readjust himself, which he’d never be able to explain to his formidable former professor even though his fertile mind still sought some way to rationalize adjusting his throbbing cock in full imposing view of the Potions master.

As Snape glided soundlessly along the well-worn dirt footpath, he carelessly shot a stunner at an errant garden gnome, causing Bill to jump ever so slightly. Neither man spoke a word as they approached the gate and the Apparation point that beckoned them. As they neared the rock that marked the point, Severus lunged for Bill’s arm, spinning him around, and grasping his forearm tightly. Bill reared back, but did not struggle as Severus loomed over him, his crooked nose nearly touching against Bill"s.

"Have you no shame, boy?" Snape snarled, his dark eyes flashing dangerously. "Lucius Malfoy?"

"W-w-w-what?" Bill stuttered, blushing furiously. Snape eased back to assess the prettiness of the flush of Bill’s lightly freckled cheeks in the dim evening light.

"I know," Snape whispered, sneaking his index finger into the collar of Bill’s shirt and under the leather collar around his neck. "Do you know who, nay, boy " what Lucius Malfoy is? What he can do to you? What he has done? Better yet " to whom he answers?"

The silence was broken only by the chirruping of crickets and the rustle of the grass in the breeze, as Bill swallowed hard and chose to look Severus Snape squarely in the eye as he answered, "I surely have great hopes regarding what he may do to me." Bill took a quick breath then rushed on, "How do you know about him?"

Snape growled in response. Yanking the redhead close to his body, he Apparated them away from the bucolic peace of the Burrow and landed them directly in Lucius’ study. Bill staggered, trying to regain his balance, but failed when Snape shoved him to his knees, in front of the already naked, kneeling Lord of the Manor.

"Tonight, we undress for dinner," Snape calmly stated as Bill gaped at the wizard before him. Snape turned on his heel, exiting for the dining room in his traditional flourish of robes, undoing the many buttons as he went. "Come!" he bellowed without so much as a backwards glance.

Lucius stood first and offered his hand to the still-stunned Weasley.

"He will not be pleased if we make him wait," Lucius whispered conspiratorially as he jumped to his feet, ignoring the pins and needles rush of blood as it returned to his lower extremities, and his fingers made haste to remove Bill"s clothing. After Bill’s initial shock, he too quickly moved his hands to undo his clothes, eager to be free of their constrictions. Once again naked except for his leather adornments, Bill padded along the corridor behind Lucius, as they made their silent way to the grand dining room and the infinitely patient man who waited at the head of the table.

Bill"s own eyes could scarce assess the opulence before him as the doors swung open automatically to admit Lucius. Shirtless, Snape resided in a velvet-cushioned, gilt-edged chair at the head of the table, a table which sported a lone place setting amongst the flowers and glowing gold candelabra. Lucius turned and placed a guiding hand on the small of Bill"s back, much as he would have guided his own wife under other circumstances. He left Bill standing mutely to Snape"s left and oozed to Snape’s right hand, bowing his head and glancing through his eyelashes, as Bill astutely followed suit. Bill gasped as he caught sight of Snape"s crotch, his dark wool slacks undone, cock limp yet thick against his pelvis, leg draped over the edge of the chair, carelessly. Bill Weasley wracked his brain for anytime in the past he had ever seen the Potions Master do anything carelessly.

In his right hand, Snape cupped a wine goblet full nearly to the brim with the dark, brooding red of what smelled like a merlot. Snape leaned his head back against the softness of the chair, closed his eyes and raised the fine crystal goblet to his thin, pale lips and drank deeply, allowing the contents to stain his lips briefly before he licked the evidence of his own decadence away from sight. Bill"s mouth watered for a taste of the drop caught in the corner of Snape’s mouth. ‘Snape glanced to his side before deliberately and with measured slowness, licked away Bill’s last hope. He eased forward to settle the goblet atop the white table linens then returned to his refined recline in the chair. He cast an appraising glance over the Cursebreaker first, then without looking at the noble-born blond to his opposite side, Snape raised to two fingers together at Lucius, who instantly fell to his knees and scrabbled underneath the table and between Snape"s legs.

Bill gasped out loud at the sight of the arrogant prick he thought he knew to be Lucius Malfoy, on his knees, kissing Severus Snape’s balls, under Malfoy’s own table. Snape sniggered at Bill’s reaction and reached for his goblet again.

"On your knees, Weasley," he ordered the new toy. Bill fell instantly to his knees at Snape’s side, fighting not to groan out the evidence of his own re-awakening pleasure.

"Hungry, Pet?" Snape inquired snidely.

Two voices answered him, "Yes!"

Snape's pleased laughter echoed off the paneled walls of the dining room as he shifted to lift his still flaccid penis to Lucius’ lips. "This is all you will be eating tonight, Pet."

Lucius wrapped his lips around the head and began to enjoy his meal quite noisily, as Bill watched in fascination. Snape released himself to capture a plump shrimp from his plate and held it to Bill’s lips. Bill's eyes widened with a mixture of emotions too fleeting to register.

"Small bites, boy," instructed the professor. "Start with small bites ""
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