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The Tale of One Harry Potter and Lucius Malfoy	By : zeldaofarel Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 27840 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Lucius woke to Dobby's nudging and looking around, smiled. Last night Lord Potter had agreed to become his new Master that day. He couldn't wait for the ritual to take place. It would mark a new beginning for him and he hoped that through Harry Potter he would become greater than before. With thoughts of the bright new future he started eating his breakfast.
Once he was finished, he took a nice bath, though a bit shorter one than his usual. He washed his long hair that reached to his ass and left it to dry naturally. Since it was warm in the room, it was quickly ready for him to comb it. Lucius meticulously brushed his hair with the comb he found and he decided to braid some strands of his hair. Once he was done, he smiled into the mirror at his reflection. The image nodded at his naked beauty and he went to finish dressing with a proud expression.
He finished his task and Lucius sat on his bed to wait for his Master. He wondered if the ceremony would take place in that room. He hoped not as it would not be exactly proper.
He hadn't been waiting long, when the door opened and Harry Potter strode in with confidence in his steps. Lucius observed his attire and noticed that it was of the fine quality that he was used to wearing. The outer robe was a deep green and was probably made of silk as it was usual with summer garments. Underneath he wore tailored black trousers and a crisp white shirt. His shoes shined, reflecting the light in the room. Lucius immediately stood up.
"I see that you're ready, Lucius. Then come with me," he said, gesturing to the man to follow him.
Lucius was glad that he could finally get out of the room and was eager to look around the rest of the place. He was lead down a corridor with many more rooms opening form it. The plush carpeting below his feet was green an the walls were bare stones. Torches illuminated the way as there were no windows. They reached a flight of stairs and going behind Potter, Lucius descended to the ground floor. There he noticed that they were in the entrance hall and Lord Potter went on into a room. Lucius Malfoy entered after him and with his mask firmly in place, took in the room and its occupants.
The space itself was rather large, obviously a sitting-room. Lucius immediately noticed the three large windows on the opposite wall that let the bright light from the outside streaming in. He was glad to see some sunshine and with a smile he perused the rest of the room. There was some furniture in it, that one might expect to see in a sitting-room, all obviously old and expensive. However, the middle of the place was cleared to give space to an altar-like structure. On it, a cauldron shimmered with some hot liquid and next to it a large golden goblet stood. There was also a knife with sharp looking blade gleaming on the table among many candles. Lucius recognised the setting for a rather traditionalist Wizarding binding ceremony. However, there were many kinds and he had no way to determine which one they would use.
Lucius decided that instead of trying to guess what Lord Potter had in store for him, he should rather have a look at the three other people in the room. First his eyes drifted to his old friend Severus, who was looking at him with his own expressionless mask. He was wearing robes that indicated that he would be the conducting priest in the ceremony. Of course, Lord Potter couldn't be, because he was one of the people getting bonded. Next to Severus stood Remus Lupin, who seemed to be hiding his thoughts with just as much care, in spite of being a Gryffindor. He was wearing neutral robes, indicating that he wouldn't play much of a role in the ceremony, if any. The third person in the room was a woman. Lucius was surprised to note that he had no idea who she was. However, she radiated power from her, that much he was certain of. She was wearing the robes of a priestess and her long red hair was enhanced by the white of her dress. Lucius wondered if she was a Weasley, but no Weasley ever had that much magical power in them.
"Well, Lucius, they are going to be present at our little ritual," Potter spoke to him. "You know everyone, except for my priestess, Kathlyn. Kathlyn, meet Lucius Malfoy," he turned to her. "He is a very powerful wizard. Of course, you can sense that. How much of an asset he's going to be to our group is still for the future to determine, but we'll see." Then he turned back to Lucius. "Kathlyn is a witch from Ireland. She joined me a year ago, telling me that she had felt my power and would like to stand at my side. She taught me a lot about the Wizarding ways, especially about the things the old man never let us learn in school," he scoffed at the thought. "So, we are all set, no?" Everyone nodded at his question and the ritual began.
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Afterwards Lucius was taken into another room by a smirking Severus and stripping quickly, Lucius drew himself a bath and lay in it. There he could properly think through the happenings of the ritual. In the beginning it was like any other, the circle was drawn, the deities and spirits invoked to witness it and Lucius felt the surge of magical energy that the presence of the beings brought. It was obvious that Kathlyn did know what she was doing. Then began the main part.
Lucius would never be able to recall the exact words, but his and Potter's blood was soon in the goblet thanks to the knife and the potion joined it as well. Then they were bonded as they both drank from it. It was clear then. It was a slave bond. Lucius sighed at the thought. Lord Potter's slave. He would only need to think of Lucius and summon him, he would know and be pulled to him. Should he try to harm his Master, Lucius Malfoy would suffer pain worse than the Cruciatus. Should he attempt to take Potter's life, he would be dead without anyone needing to lift a finger. He didn't have a mark, though and his previous one had disappeared as the new bond was finalised.
That was when he first felt it. The pull that he had been told about. He got out of his bath as fast as he could and hastily got dressed. He was glad to see that as he opened the wardrobe in his new and proper bedroom, he had plenty of clothes in excellent quality to choose from. He got dressed and opened the door. Looking around, he knew that His Master was down the hall. He quickly got to the end of the corridor and opened the door at the end. He walked inside to find himself in a large bedroom, far grater and grander than his own, though he was still glad to have it. Surprisingly, it was all in Slytherin colours. Green and silver dominated the room, with some black here and there. Master Potter was standing in the middle, facing a full-length standing mirror.
"The bonding tired me out, Lucius, I need you to help me relax," he spoke, without even looking at him. "Come here and take off my clothes. Dobby has already drawn the bath, however, I would much prefer a human hand to take care of my body," he informed him.
Lucius silently did as he was told. As the garments came off of the young man's body, Lucius couldn't help but observe what was revealed to him. His Master was perfect. The lean body was well-muscled, but very white, almost as much as Lucius' own naturally pink-hued skin. He had obviously not been out much. There was some hair on his chest, but not much and even that mainly on the upper-part. However, there was a thicker patch starting above his navel, leading right to his groin. A tantalising line was just put there so that someone would follow it with his tongue to the prize. Once Lucius helped Master Potter take off his boxers, crouching in front of him, Potter placing a hand on his shoulder, he was just in front of the prize. It looked so delicious; the blond-haired man had to restrain himself from licking it. It was a bit bigger than his own and instead of being straight, it curved slightly upwards. Lucius swallowed the saliva that had gathered in his mouth and quickly stood up. Once Lord Potter's back was turned to him, he discreetly adjusted himself. Don't Lucius, he chided himself, not unless the Master commands it.
Then he followed His Master into the bathroom. The tub was huge, practically a pool. Lucius remembered his own old bathroom and realised that it looked very much like this one. He shook his head; no use thinking of past glory, Lucius. Instead, he held Lord Potter's hand as he stepped into the water. It smelled of lavender, a very calming fragrance.
"There is some oil in a cupboard on the wall. Choose lavender. Then strip and sit behind me in the bath. I expect you to massage my back until I tell you to stop. Make it calming, but work out the tense muscles," Potter ordered.
Lucius stifled a groan. He quickly did as told, but briefly hesitated before getting behind His Master. He had no problem massaging the young man, however, he was still hard. The though of getting behind his object of desire was not helping the matter either. If you get in and he does not like what will be poking him in the back, you will without doubt suffer for it. However, there was no use; he just had to risk it. Thus he climbed in behind Master Potter and started to work on his back. Luckily, he did not seem to mind the erection.
Soon enough, Lucius' problem got to an almost breaking point. As he was massaging the soft skin of His Master's back, the young man kept moaning in pleasure before him. Keep your hands on him, Lucius, don't stray.
"You seem to be in quite a predicament, Lucius," Potter spoke up. "Get out of the tub. There is a wooden box in the cupboard under the sink, take it out and open it."
Lucius did as he was ordered. His stiff cock was making it harder to walk, not to mention crunch down to get the box. Don't groan, Lucius, you don't have permission. He opened the box and found an assortment of sexual playthings, like dildoes, pads, a whip, plugs, some in different shapes, sizes, materials.
"Take out a cock-ring and put it on. Then come back here," came the order from the bathtub.
Lucius selected one and stood up to slip it on. He cringed as the ring cut off his circulation, taking away the chance of him coming. He walked back over to the tub with a slight limp. The great Lucius Malfoy limping naked, with a cock-ring around his shaft, never would have thought it, eh, Lucius.
"Come into the water and sit before me!" Master Potter commanded as he sat on the wide edge of the tub. That was when Lucius noticed that His Master was hard. His large, wide cock jutted out from among his curls proudly. Potter spread his legs slightly. "You know what to do, Lucius, bring me off nice and fast. You can use your hands. Swallow every drop. I want to see you enjoy what Your Master has to offer," he smirked.
Lucius kneeled in the tub to gain better excess to the beautiful manhood before him. He licked his lips as he bent to his task. He took the shaft into his left hand and caressed his own face with it, enjoying the velvet-like texture against his skin. Then he bent lower and took Potter's balls into his other hand, then revealed the part between the cock and the balls to his tongue. He teasingly licked it, then proceeded upwards to the tip. When he reached it, he started to swallow the whole thing down. As it hit his throat, he relaxed the muscles and allowed the whole of the huge shaft to slip down. Even though he had done this before, the size was much larger than what he was used to and he nearly gagged. Lord Potter's hands found their way into his hair at that moment and he grasped much of it. Using it as a chain, he pulled Lucius' head up by his locks, then pushed it down again. Just let him set the pace, be in control. Thus he just kept his throat muscles relaxed and Master Potter was pulling him up and down as fast as possible. Lucius never let go of the young man's balls and kept rolling them in his hands.
"Wet your middle finger and push it into my ass," came the command and Lucius did not hesitate to oblige. Just as his finger was in, he took care to find the other's prostate and pushed at it. Sure enough, Lord Potter was coming with an incoherent scream, filling his mouth with the salty taste of cum. Lucius swallowed it all down, the huge cock still firmly in his throat. With every swallow, Master Potter jerked a bit. Then he let go of the blond hair and the slave could finally sit back on his heals. His own shaft was almost purple. Touching the magnificent manhood of His Master and especially bringing him off like that made him ache even more. Still, he winced as he caught sight of it.
"You may leave, Lucius. I don't need your services for now," Lord Potter said, sliding back into the water and closed his eyes. Lucius gathered his clothes and was almost out the door, when His Master spoke again, "Oh, and you can take off the cock-ring in your room."
Lucius bowed, even though Harry Potter couldn't see it. He quickly returned to his room, only bothering to put on his robe. Once inside, he flopped down on his bed and his hand went immediately to his throbbing cock. He freed it from the ring with one movement. In his mind's eye, he pictured the cock, that had just filled his mouth with a salty, though not unpleasant taste, in his ass. He imagined as the upward curve rubbed his channel in an unusual way, heightening his pleasure. He imagined the strong body of Harry Potter above him, behind him, pounding unmercifully into him, just as roughly as he had pulled his hair earlier. He quickly came with a shout, spilling his seed all over the mattress. Without a wand he had to change the sheets himself with the spare he found in the wardrobe. Remember, Lucius, jerk off in the tub, less off a bother afterwards.
To be continued...
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