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Shiloe	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 47211 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Shiloe peeked into the Saferoom, nervously. “Sir?”
Lucius looked up from the paper he was reading, an eyebrow raised. “Is it your Sir that you need?” He questioned evenly.
Shiloe nibbled his lip. “I… I think so.” He answered.
Lucius smiled. “Come here.”
Shiloe walked over to him, standing beside his chair, fidgeting.
“Sit.” Lucius said calmly, in an offhand tone.
Shiloe sat on the floor next to his chair, laying his head on Lucius’ knee with a sigh.
Lucius carded his hand through Shiloe’s hair, the action soothing them both. “What is troubling you, pet?”
“I think Harry has found himself a prospective wife.” Shiloe blurted out.
Lucius’ hand stilled. “Oh?” He used his forefinger to raise Shiloe’s face to look into his emerald orbs searchingly. “Do you not approve of this girl?” He asked curiously.
Shiloe shook his head, dislodging the finger. “No, it’s not that. I approve. She’s a good choice.” He stopped there, thinking.
“But?” Lucius prompted, having heard the unspoken word.
Shiloe sighed again. “She unsettles me, just a bit. She KNOWS things. She’s… Well, she’s like Helga.” He settled for.
Lucius laughed. “How very charming! I do hope I will get to meet this girl. She must be very special to capture young Harry’s heart.” He remarked, smiling.
Shiloe laughed. “She is definitely that.” He agreed. “She’s also rather bold with me. She practically FORCED me to let Harry surface in front of her!”
Lucius gasped in teasing shock. “No! The AUDACITY!”
“Hey, Sir, I’m being serious, here!” Shiloe protested.
Lucius chuckled. “I know as well as you that you cannot do that in front of a person you do not trust. Something about her calls to you. I know you can feel it, pet. If you can change from you to Harry in front of her, she is safe. Somewhere deep inside, you have acknowledged that yourself.” He said lightly, tapping Shiloe’s nose on the last word, causing him to wrinkle it in response.
“But, Sir! Even if I do trust her, what’s to say she won’t turn against me, my anchors?” Shiloe asked in worry. “I hardly know this girl! If I am to trust her with too much, your identities, for example, how can I know she will not, even by mistake, put you or another in harm’s way? She has a strange power to work her way under my defenses, to make me trust her where I don’t usually trust new people. I’m not sure I like it.” He finished.
Lucius pulled Shiloe onto his lap, wrapping his arms around the teen and holding him close. “Listen to me.”
Shiloe hummed in acknowledgement.
“If you trust her, even unwillingly, I believe that it is the work of fate. Let me finish, please.” He held a finger to Shiloe’s lips to silence him.
Shiloe glared, then nipped the finger sharply.
Lucius pulled the finger back and examined it, eyebrow raised. Once sure that the skin had not been broken, he turned a slight smirk in Shiloe’s direction.
Shiloe gulped, eyes widening at what he had done. ‘Well, that was stupid of me.’ He thought.
Lucius chuckled darkly. “Oh, pet, you WILL pay for that. But first, allow me to finish. Fate is often talked about as being something unchangeable, something set in stone from the moment we are born. It is my belief that some things, the partners one will have, for an example, are, indeed, fated to be. Our choices, of course, will influence how we go about meeting them and how long it takes us to finally accept their role in our lives. But the fact remains that you cannot CHANGE these things, try as you might.” He said, kissing Shiloe gently to punctuate his short speech.
Shiloe frowned. “So, you think I should just accept it and trust her?” He asked.
Lucius nodded, once. “Keep your eyes and ears open, of course, but let yourself trust her. You could do worse than to be on friendly terms with your Host’s love interest, after all. If you are to live in harmony with him, it must be done.”
Shiloe was silent for a long while, mulling things over as Lucius traced calming patterns over his back with one hand. Finally, he sighed. “You’re right. I might as well, if she’s going to be around for a while, perhaps even forever.” He smiled at Lucius. “Thank you, Sir.”
Lucius didn’t release him, but instead, his grip tightened, and he smirked. “Ah, but you can’t leave just yet. You DID bite me, after all.” His eyes darkened. “I simply CAN’T let you get away with that.” He said, his tone honeyed, and Shiloe gulped.
“Sir,” He began in a frantic tone. “Sir, I swear I can explain!”
Lucius picked Shiloe up easily, laying the squirming teen over his lap and holding him there with one arm over his lower back while his free hand smoothed over Shiloe’s upturned, yet still clothed, behind. “I will be lenient with you, as this is a first offense, pet. Five swats. You will count them, and show me proper gratitude for correcting your errant ways.” He said firmly.
Shiloe was protesting vociferously, even as he listened to the instructions, not wanting to earn a worse punishment.
Lucius swung his hand back.
“Sir, really, I didn’t mean it, I was just trying to—Ah! One, Sir! Thank you, Sir!” Shiloe finally relented, laying calmly over Lucius’ lap to endure the swats that were not so horrible, though they stung mightily.
Lucius chuckled. “You will survive this, pet.” He assured Shiloe.
Shiloe was unprepared for the next swat to land on the other side, directly on his sit-spot. “Ow! Two, Sir! Thank you, Sir!” He whined a bit, then jumped as the next blow landed on the other side, again right on his sit-spot. “Three, Sir! Thank you, Sir!”
The next two were quick, and by the end, Shiloe’s ass was smarting.
Lucius scooped him up and carried him to the bed, laying him down and undressing his lower half with a wave of his wand.
“Hey!” Shiloe protested, trying to turn onto his back.
Lucius held him there. “Your clothes are still here. They are folded and on my chair. Be still, pet.” He commanded.
Shiloe stilled, relaxing with a disgruntled sigh. “Ow.” He complained.
“Ow?” Lucius asked mildly, smoothing a gentle hand over the abused flesh.
Shiloe huffed. “Ow, SIR.” He amended.
Lucius chuckled. “Indeed. Perhaps now we’ve learned not to bite?” He checked.
Shiloe grinned. “Maybe.”
“Very dangerous choice of words, pet.” Lucius warned, humor in his voice.
“Maybe, Sir?” Shiloe tried.
Lucius couldn’t help but to laugh, still stroking Shiloe’s ass, easing the pain of the punishment with gentle, patient touches. “I suppose I have no choice but to allow you to court danger, if that is your wish, my pet. But keep in mind, I will not hesitate to punish you worse for a second offense of that same nature.” He reminded the teen.
Shiloe sighed happily, melting into the bed. “Would you lay with me for a while?” He asked softly, wondering if the man would laugh at the offer to cuddle.
“Of course I will.” He said instead, toeing off his shoes and climbing in, his clothed legs tangling with Shiloe’s still-naked ones as he pulled the boy into his chest, feeling the soft hair tickle his neck as Shiloe burrowed into his chest, both hands fisting in his shirt, lightly.
Lucius smiled tenderly, letting his eyes convey his feelings, safe in the knowledge that no one could see them at the moment. He’d turned into a sentimental Hufflepuff.
“Sir!” Shiloe said in shock, raising his head with a smile, “I mean, Lucius. You’re pregnant!” He exclaimed in delight. “I’m a father!” He slid down the bed and laid his face over Lucius’ still-flat abdomen. “I know you probably don’t even have ears yet, so you can’t hear me, but I’m your Daddy!” He happily told the man’s navel.
Lucius chuckled, pulling the errant teen up to face-level. “There will be plenty of time for that later. Now, you’re sure?”
He watched in confusion as Shiloe touched the air in front of him, tracing something he could not see; some kind of invisible line running from Shiloe’s heart region to Lucius’ abdomen.
“Oh, yes.” Shiloe said firmly. “I’m totally sure. I have a new family bond, and it connects to you, right here.” He said, laying a hand over the area just above Lucius’ groin. “That’s where our child is.” He said, his eyes shining with excitement.
Lucius nodded. “Are you sure Harry can handle this? He had worked himself into a right state the morning after you and I… Well.” He left the sentence there.
Shiloe rolled his eyes. “I’ve explained things to him better since then, so now he knows that he has nothing to worry about. He’s not thrilled, exactly, that you’ll be staying here, but he is interested in the baby. He was relieved when I told him that his role in the child’s life, if he chose to take any at all, would likely be that of a favorite uncle, not a parent at all.”
Lucius held Shiloe’s gaze. “And you? Are you prepared for your role as a father? I am able to handle the first few years myself, if you need to wait-“
“No! No, I’m ready! I know I don’t talk much about my life… Before…” He mumbled, his mood darkening for a second before he looked at Lucius, determination shining in his eyes. “But I can’t change the facts. Harry still has the chance to salvage some small bit of childhood, some little slice of freedom before the mantle he is to wear is placed heavily upon his shoulders, but that chance has been beyond me from the second I wrested myself from under his control, to stop what he would not stop himself. I AM an adult in mindset far more than he, and I am ready to help you in any way I am able.” He said firmly.
Lucius smiled. “You understand that I will need prenatal care, do you not?” He asked. “How am I to get that if I cannot leave these rooms?”
Shiloe smirked. “Luckily for you, I happen to have a Pack member here who is quite skilled in Mediwitchery.” He said.
Lucius shook his head, chuckling. “My, my, Shiloe. Will wonders never cease with you?”
“Well, I should hope not!” Shiloe said. “I would hate to be dull!”
“Dull is one thing you will never be.” Lucius told his raven-haired lover, kissing him chastely. “Now, you should dress and get out to the other room. I will see you later.”
Shiloe stood up and smiled. “Thank you, Sir.”
Lucius frowned. “Whatever for?” He asked.
“For holding me, Sir.” Shiloe explained. “Severus didn’t, when he was with me, and I was able to draw on your energies for a small Feeding while you did so. It was nice.” He answered as he pulled on his pants and trousers and left the room.
Lucius’ eyes narrowed. ‘Did Severus neglect to give Shiloe aftercare once they were done?’ He wondered in building anger. ‘That’s most unlike him, and wholly unacceptable!’
*****
Severus looked up as Draco Malfoy burst into his office, interrupting his weekend marking, and he regretted, for the millionth time, giving the impetuous youth his password.
“To what do I owe-“
Draco threw a folded letter down on his desk. “From my father.” He snapped. “And after hearing what you likely did, I, too, am appalled by your behavior!” He finished, storming out of the room again.
Frowning, Severus opened the letter.
        “Severus,
                It has come to my attention that you did not offer our common interest proper aftercare after treating him in accordance with our shared proclivities. I expect you in my room no later than two o’clock today to explain your reasons to my satisfaction.
                You WILL NOT be late.
Master”
Severus cursed softly.
He was in BIG TROUBLE.
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