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Of Purebloods and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 38882 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Harry groaned. “I have nothing to wear!” He mourned, looking through his trunk.

Neville looked up from the book he’d been reading, frowning. “Where are you going?” He asked.

“A dance club.” Harry answered. “I’ve never been to one before, though.”

Neville got up. “Hang on a second. I’ll be right back.” He left to head down to the common room.

Harry sat on his bed, head in his hands. “I’m doomed.” He muttered.

The door opened and Neville led Seamus in.

Seamus’ look of confusion was replaced with glee. “Oh, sure, I’ll play dress-up with Harry! No problem!” He said brightly. “Where are you going, then?”

Harry sighed. “A dance club.” He responded gloomily.

Seamus hummed and opened his trunk. “Stand up, let’s see what you’ve got on so far.” He said.

Harry stood up and Seamus looked him over. “Well, the jeans are good, tight in all the right places, but the trainers have got to go. Wear these,” he produced a pair of dragonhide boots, “instead. And for a shirt…” He dug around in his trunk some more while Harry switched to the boots. “Here we go!” He pulled out a lavender silk shirt.

Harry recoiled. “Do you have anything like that in a normal colour?” He asked. “Like red? Or maybe green?”

Seamus grinned. “Right, forgot, you’re dating a Slytherin. I’ve got just the thing!” He dug around and pulled out a Slytherin green silk shirt.

Harry smiled. “Perfect. Thanks!” He said, pulling it on.

“No problem!” Seamus said happily. “Leave the shirt half-undone, showing some skin. It’ll drive him wild.” He advised.

Harry licked his lips and stopped buttoning it halfway up. “Like this?” He asked.

Seamus grinned. “Just like that. He’ll love it.”

Harry shrugged. “If you say so.”

“So when are you meeting him?” Seamus asked.

Harry cast tempus. “Twenty minutes. I should probably go now.” He said, getting up. “Thanks, guys. I owe you big time.”

Neville shook his head. “Just have fun. And consider this repayment for earlier today.” He and Ginny had been missing most of the day after lunch. They had reappeared at dinner time.

Seamus shrugged. “I’ll hold you to that sometime when I need your help.” He told Harry.

Harry nodded and headed down the stairs. He attracted some attention in the common room, but aside from a few catcalls, he managed to escape without anyone stopping him.

He walked slowly enough that the walk to Lucius’ rooms took fifteen minutes. He knocked on the door.

“Come in, Harry.” Lucius’ voice came through the door.

Harry opened the door and walked in.

Lucius was currently facing away from him, pulling his hair back.

“No, don’t.” Harry said, and Lucius froze. “I like it down better.” Harry told him.

Lucius turned away from the mirror and glanced at him. “Do you? Well, then, I shall wear it down.” He said lightly.

Harry stared at him for long moments. Lucius was dressed all in black. Black dragonhide encased his legs, and he was wearing a shirt just like Harry’s, except for the colour.

Lucius smiled as he turned, taking in Harry’s clothes. “It would seem great minds think alike.” He commented. His shirt was half-unbuttoned, too, and Harry licked his lips as he caught sight of a ring through one of Lucius’ nipples.

“Is that a nipple ring?” Harry asked interestedly.

Lucius looked down, one eyebrow cocked. “Oh, this?” He pulled the shirt aside, revealing the small silver hoop. “Yes, it is. Does that bother you? I can take it out, if you’d like.”

Harry shook his head. “No. It’s really sexy, actually.” He said a bit breathlessly.

Lucius smirked. “Ah, I see.”

“Why didn’t I notice it yesterday?” Harry asked, frowning.

Lucius smiled. “I don’t wear it while teaching. I didn’t have it on.” He explained.

“Oh.” Harry said, looking Lucius over again. “You look… Really good.”

Lucius smirked. “So do you. I like you in green. It brings out those lovely eyes of yours.” He said appreciatively.

Harry flushed. “Er, thanks.” He muttered.

Lucius chuckled. “Are you ready to go?” He asked.

“Yeah.” Harry answered. “Is it a Wizarding club we’re going to?” He asked, as Lucius led him out of the room.

“Of course.” Lucius replied smoothly. “I can’t abide dancing amongst Muggles. They seem to dislike same-sex couples, and the staring gets on my nerves. Honestly, I don’t mind being stared at, but it has to be for the right reasons. Contempt is not the right reason. Now, jealousy and lust are acceptable.” He said with a smirk. “We’ll probably attract a fair amount of both.”

Harry laughed. “Well, so long as no one tries to take you from me, I’m fine with staring. Happens to me all the time.”

“Indeed.” Lucius agreed. “You tend to draw the eye, Harry. You’re stunning, and the body you’re displaying so blatantly is going to get you quite a bit of attention.”

Harry looked down at his chest. “Should I button the shirt up?” He asked, pulling the sides closed over his chest.

Lucius brushed his hands away. “Now, I never said that. I like it just the way it is.” He purred.

Harry flushed. “Well, alright.”

Lucius pulled him close as they passed the Wards. “Hang on.” He whispered, and Apparated.

Harry felt Lucius’ grip on his waist tighten as they landed, keeping him from pitching forward. “Thanks.” He muttered, shifting so that his footing was sound.

“Not a problem, Harry. It’s my pleasure to assist you in all things. Helping you to keep your dignity is one of those things I can do easily.” Lucius said, a faint note of amusement coming though in his tone.

Harry couldn’t stop a smile. “I’m lucky to have you.” He said, leaning into Lucius’ side.

Lucius’ arm around his waist tightened momentarily, then fell away to grip his hand instead. “Let’s get inside.” He said, leading Harry into a club called “The Inferno.”

Harry blinked as they walked in. The music was loud and there were many people crowded into the building, most of them on the dance floor.

Lucius led them up to the bar, which had a muffling charm around it, lessening the volume of the music to a level that was more bearable. “Jasper.” The man said, drawing the attention of the bartender.

The man looked over at hearing his name and grinned widely. “Lucius! Nice to see you here again.” He looked at Harry. “Got another one, eh?” He asked, leering at the teen.

Lucius’ grip on Harry’s hand tightened a bit. “This one is mine alone. He’s a special case. We’re courting.” He said sharply.

Jasper’s eyes widened. “Left Narcissa, did you? Never thought that would happen.” He said in surprise.

Lucius shrugged. “She was the one to leave, and good riddance. I passed on Faurae blood to Draco, and Narcissa left when he fledged. But he’s found a mate already, and I am free to seek my own happiness.”

Jasper trailed his eyes over Harry. “Happiness, indeed.” The man drawled in amusement. “Well, what’ll you have?” He asked, all business.

Lucius hummed, considering his options. “A Silver Cauldron for me, with two drops of Spice, and a Dementor’s Kiss for Harry, no Spice. He’s never tried it, and I don’t want his first experience to be in public.” The man said firmly.

Harry looked up at Lucius. “Spice?” He asked quietly.

Lucius smirked. “A simple nerve enhancer. You’ll get to try it, in time. Just not yet.” He promised.

Harry shrugged. “Alright.”

Jasper got their drinks and passed them over. “Enjoy your night. And don’t be a stranger, Lucius. It’s been entirely too long.” He said with a smile.

Lucius returned the smile. “I’m sure Harry and I will be back frequently.”

Harry let Lucius lead him over to a booth, where they both slid in, Harry pressing up against Lucius.

Lucius wrapped an arm around Harry’s waist and sipped at his drink. “We can’t stay too long, but we should be able to dance for a few hours, at least. I promised Dumbledore we’d be back by one AM.”

Harry nodded, trying his drink. It tasted of black cherry, with a hint of chocolate, and he raised his eyebrows, taking a larger sip. “This is pretty good.” He told the man.

Lucius grinned. “I thought you’d like that one. It’s not very high in alcohol content, either. I don’t want to get you drunk, just loosened up. It used to be one of my favourites, before I discovered these.” He said, indicating his own glass, which he took a large sip from.

Harry watched his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed, and licked his lips. He wanted to take the man’s neck in between his teeth and bite, but he was almost sure that was his creature side rearing its head.

Lucius looked over at him and smirked. “And just why are you staring at my neck, Harry? Getting the urge to mark me, perhaps?” He teased.

Harry flushed. “Actually, yeah, I think so.” He admitted, defusing the situation by taking another sip of his drink.

Lucius chuckled. “While I admit that the thought has crossed my mind, as well, we’d be better off waiting until we’re both sure that’s what we want. I want no shred of doubt present if we take a step so very permanent as a Marking. A broken or partial bond is a certain source of trauma for either one or both partners, and neither of us needs to suffer that. That being said, I’m truly flattered that you want me as your own so much.”

Harry flushed. “So, you seem to know the bartender here.” He said, changing the subject.

Lucius chuckled. “Yes, Jasper is a friend of mine. We met shortly after I married Narcissa, and after Draco was born, we were lovers for a short time. I’ve also shared lovers with him in the past, when all parties were amenable to the idea. Jasper and I both enjoy the same types of partners, so he’s always enjoyed when I chose to share. I doubt I’ll ever let another man touch you, though. I’m finding myself quite greedy when it comes to you. I want you all to myself.” He finished with a smirk, taking a large swallow of his drink.

Harry smiled and sipped at his drink as well. “I’m glad. I don’t particularly like the idea of being shared.” He said in amusement.

Lucius inclined his head. “Which would be enough to change my mind, if I had been considering it. I never force anything upon my lovers, everything is always up to them.”

Harry downed the rest of his drink and quirked a brow at Lucius. “I’m ready to dance whenever you are.” He challenged.

Lucius chuckled lowly, then drained his drink in three long swallows. “Let’s return the glasses to Jasper, then we’ll join the mass of writhing bodies on the dance floor.” He told Harry, grabbing the teen’s hand and leading him up to the bar.

“That was fast.” Jasper noted with surprise.

Lucius smirked. “Harry wants to dance, and I’m afraid I can deny him nothing. We most likely won’t be coming back tonight, I think one drink is enough for us. I’ll owl you when the wedding date is set, I want you there.” He told the man.

Jasper smiled widely. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He promised the man. “After all, this one might stick. He’s much more your type than Narcissa was.” The man noted.

Lucius smirked. “Indeed, he is.” He agreed, then pulled Harry onto the dance floor, finding them a spot in the middle.

Harry smiled and flushed when Lucius grabbed him by the hips and pulled him close. “This could be a bad idea. What if we slip up and end up kissing?” Harry asked breathlessly, licking his lips.

Lucius growled, narrowing his eyes as he guided Harry’s hips in time to the music. “We won’t. Though you’re making it hard to remember why we mustn’t.” He said shortly. He bent and licked a stripe up Harry’s neck. “I’ll just have to satisfy myself by letting my lips and tongue wander wherever they are allowed to, at this point. Merlin, how I want you, Harry.”

Harry shivered as he felt Lucius’ teeth scrape against the skin of his neck. He let his hands slide up, playing with the soft hairs at the nape of Lucius’ neck, while the rest of the man’s hair fell in a silken wave over his hands. “I want you, too.” He admitted, flushing. “Even if I’m not quite sure what exactly I’m wanting.”

Lucius raised his head and cocked a brow. “Not quite sure? Has no one explained sex to you?” He asked softly, leaning in to whisper the words against Harry’s ear.

Harry bit his lip and shook his head. “I mean, I know what goes where, but… Surely there’s more to it? I mean, guys don’t get wet like girls, and it’s so small—“

Lucius smirked. “I assure you, there is more to it than just sliding in and pounding away. Preparation is key, and I will explain that at a later date.” He promised.

“I’ll hold you to that.” Harry said.

Lucius pulled away from Harry’s neck and spun the teen around, pressing his back against Lucius’ chest and wrapping one arm around his waist as the other hand slid under the open shirt he was wearing, teasing a nipple absently. He leaned down and took Harry’s earlobe into his mouth, nipping at it before soothing the minute pain with languid swipes of his tongue.

Harry moaned softly, one hand resting on Lucius’ wrist at his waist as the other slid into the man’s hair, tugging gently on the fine strands.

Lucius huffed out a laugh. “You know I hate my hair being pulled at, yet you insist on playing with it.” He pointed out.

Harry flushed and began to remove his hand from Lucius’ hair, but the man stopped him.

“It’s fine, Harry; I don’t mind so much when it’s you doing it. Just try not to pull any of it out, that’s all I ask. Don’t ask why I’m letting you get away with it, I have no idea. The usual rules I keep to just don’t seem to apply to you.” Lucius said in amusement.

Harry hummed and drew his hand through Lucius’ hair, loving the feel of the silky locks sliding against his skin. He imagined what Lucius’ hair would feel like sliding over his stomach as the man trailed kisses down his body, and shivered at the thought.

Lucius’ fingers at his nipple gave a sharp pinch and Harry gasped, arching back.

Lucius hummed and began kissing at his neck again, rocking his hips against Harry’s arse insistently.

Harry closed his eyes and pushed back against the man, wriggling his hips teasingly. He could feel Lucius’ cock through their clothes, hot and hard underneath the layer of dragonhide. He felt a thrill shoot through him at the realization that Lucius was hard for him. For some strange, inexplicable reason, this haughty, aristocratic man who could have anyone he wanted, wanted him.

Harry felt the hands move to his hips again, and he was being spun around. “You bloody tease.” Lucius growled, smirking. “Absolutely shameless, and if you were my son, I’d take you over my knee and spank you!” He threatened.

Harry grinned up at him. “If I was your son, we wouldn’t be in this situation right now.” He shot back.

Lucius chuckled. “I am glad you’re not.” He said lightly.

Harry laughed brightly. “Shut up and dance.” He told the man, his hands once again finding their way into Lucius’ hair.
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