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Chï¿½teau Sombre	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Sirius/Lucius Views: 6489 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: Ah and so we come to the real sexually explicit content, I will warn readers of a sensitive nature that this IS torture. If you do not like it, do not read. Everyone else; thank you, any comments or opinions are very welcome, enjoy.

Chapter Four: Too Young…

Sirius was woken by rough, cold hands. He was dragged up from his nest of dirty blankets and forced to his knees, fingers bruised the skin of his arms as he hung limply and stared at the dark figures surrounding him. A cup was thrust to his lips and he tried to squirm away from it, whatever liquid was inside smelt oddly of Liquorish and something richer, something that made his stomach twist. “Nnno…” He muttered, shaking his head so lank hair fell around his pale face. “No…please don’t make me…don’t make me Dri-gugh-” His head was forced backwards and the thick purple liquid poured down his throat, some of it spilt down over his lips but he had no choice but to swallow the rest…it was that or drown. When he was released he dropped forward onto hands and knees coughing and retching violently, he had a panicked moment where he was convinced he would throw up but it passed and he fell to the floor as weakness engulfed his body. He had no idea how long he had been kept in the dark now but he hadn’t seen Lucius since the last time…his own screams still haunted his nightmares. The fire wasn’t lit today so he wandered what other horrific torture Lucius had in store for him and who these others were. He was weak from hunger and thirst, although he was given a little water he wasn’t allowed too much and the House Elf who attended him always left the water bucket far out of his reach, he was now chained to the wall with heavy, enchanted manacles that weighed down his wrists and legs. He was so sensitive to light that it burned his eyes and took far too long to adjust, his whole body was wracked by violent spasms of shaking and ghostly pain that sent electricity through every nerve in his small body. He assumed that this was due to the extended bouts of intense Cruciatus that he was put under, they had all but stopped for a long time yet the shivers and shakes still came as if his very nerves were frightened by the agony.

“Look at him…pathetic, weak little boy…”

Sirius couldn’t turn his head to see who had spoken but vaguely he thought he recognised the voice. He lay in a shivering heap of rags, his flesh crawling as he felt eyes on him.

“He is not as pathetic as you seem to think, Lestrange.” Malfoy’s cold voice echoed oddly in the room and Sirius managed, with great difficulty, to lift his head and stare at the familiar shadow. “He has endured worse torture than you or even your lovely wife probably could…I would give him credit.”

Lestrange made a noise of disgust. “All Blood Traitor scum is weak, they betray their ancient heritage…that is a weakness in my book.”

“But your book is very short, Rudolphus.” Malfoy’s smile was obvious in his voice and Sirius pushed himself up onto hands and knees before collapsing again, someone laughed caustically before he found his face slammed into the floor. Lestrange smashed his boot into the back of Sirius’ head and ground his heel into the skull, Sirius moaned helplessly against the throbbing pain.

“See? Nothing but a pathetic squib…he’s useless to us. Let’s just kill him and be done, we’d be doing his family a favour.”

“No. I will not have him killed. I know he is stronger than this, I know that deep down he has the potential to become extremely valuable to the Dark Lord…”

“Ugh…you fancy him, don’t you? That’s disgusting. How can you even look at another when you have a beauty like Narcissa on your arm?”

“You misunderstand me, Lestrange. I merely wish to ensure we do not waste good, pure blood. The Dark Lord understands this, why can’t you?”

Sirius lay still as he was released, he did not have the energy to move any more than he had so he stared absently at the heavy boots that passed across his vision. “Still…I’m keeping an eye on you, Malfoy. If he escapes or you get weak I’ll make sure the tip of my wand is the last thing you see…” The sound of boots against stone indicated Lestrange’s departure and Sirius closed his eyes in relief.

“Ah, poor, poor puppy…look at you, so weak from hunger you can barely move…here, take some water…” Sirius was lifted and rolled onto his back where a wooden cup was pressed to his lips, one strong arm held him upright as he drank the water desperately. He moaned softly as the cool, refreshing liquid slid across his parched tongue and down his throat, he spilt much of it and drank too quickly as he began choking. When it had passed Lucius lay him back down and crouched over him, his cold grey eyes gazing into silver with little to no pity. “You are truly beautiful, even in this state. Have you re-considered my proposal yet? Will you come and stand at your family’s side?” Sirius shook his head, even that simple gesture sent his head spinning. He retched but nothing came up. “Hmm…well, we have all the time in the world. Perhaps the potion I gave you will change your mind, I think I shall enjoy watching this.” Sirius watched Lucius’ dark outline sit back against the wall, he was certain the blond was grinning.

It could have been an hour, it could have been several days, either way Sirius didn’t know. The darkness was eternal, the cellar full of a myriad of subtle sounds, including the soft, regular breathing of his captor and tormentor. Sirius lay on his back and stared at the ceiling, he wasn’t entirely sure what was supposed to happen to him, he had never encountered such a potion as the one he had been force fed. Finally though, when Lucius’ breathing began to become deeper, as if he were falling asleep, something happened. Sirius’ body began to feel pleasantly warm, his finger nails gouged lines into the stone beneath him, he took in a sharp little breath of air as that warmth began spreading through his body, it reached his finger tips and made them tingle, his blood began pounding in his veins and he shifted his body causing bolts of exquisite lightening to shoot through his nerve endings. He moaned heavily as his eyes glazed and slid out of focus, his lips parted as he began panting and shuddering.

“Oh…so it begins.” Lucius’ silken voice made Sirius turn to look at him, in the dim light of the room Lucius could see how his pupils devoured those silver irises. He felt heat flush his own body as the boy ran a tongue over his bottom lip, his hips shifting as if he were uncomfortable. Lucius grinned and moved over to the boy, he leaned over him and slid a hand slowly down his bruised chest.

“Lucius…” Sirius hissed, biting down on his bottom lip. His eyes were blank, the pupils making them look like two dark pools of emptiness. The potion flowed through him, obliterating everything except his teenage libido, Sirius was little more than a very horny doll. And he belonged to Lucius.

“Look at you…” Lucius murmured as he slid his hand down that lithe body to touch the bulge beneath the fabric. Sirius moaned and shuddered, his eyes fluttering closed. “So beautiful…you could be so, so much more than you are, Sirius…if you would only lay aside this stupid pride. Bow to the Dark Lord and you can finally know peace…” Lucius began slowly rubbing the boys erection through the grubby fabric of his robes, he watched his face intently and held back his own desire. Those eyes, those perfect eyes and the way he bot down on his bottom lip and arched his back off of the floor. It all threatened to make Lucius throw himself on top of the boy and take him right there and then, Sirius’ hand suddenly grabbed Lucius’ wrist, he pressed himself into his palm and moaned loudly. The potion wiped away all inhibitions, it filled the victim with uncontrollable desire and fevered lust. In this state Sirius would be putty in his hands. “Oh yes…oh Sirius…” Lucius whispered as the teen’s breathing began to speed up, Sirius continued the rhythmic thrusting of his hips, bringing himself off using the nearest available thing, which happened to be Lucius’ hand.

“Ah…Nn…L-Lu…Lucius…” Sirius gasped, his eyes closing and his free hand curling into a fist. Like a pit of lava heat began to pool in his abdomen, he could feel his pleasure tightening in his stomach and he wanted, no he needed, to release it. His breathy moans and gasps, his hissing whispers became ever more frantic as he chased his release. He felt fingers around his free wrist, his hand was pulled roughly towards something hot and thick. Sirius gazed at it, barely even registering what it was before he clasped it tightly and began moving his hand up and down rapidly. Lucius thrust into Sirius’ fingers, his eyes glued to his face as it contorted in pleasure, he moaned heavily as Sirius began to tense. “Oh yes…yes, yes…yes…m-more…N-need…just a bit…oh god, oh…oh f-fu-fuck…!” Lucius watched his prisoner cum; it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Sirius’ face went slightly blank, his lips parted and his eyes snapped shut. He arched his back right off of the floor and his hand tightened on Malfoy’s erection forcing a strangled grunt from his lips as white seed spilt out across the boy’s delicate fingers. Sirius lay still for a moment, shuddering as he stared upwards with blank eyes, his body was flooded with heat and fire, his mind swept away on currents of intense red hot lust. He couldn’t control himself, even if he tried it was useless. He felt his erection rubbing against the cotton of his pants, the fabric was wet from his explosive orgasm of two seconds ago, yet he was still so horny. Lucius tightened his grip upon Sirius and made him choke on a moan of desperation, his legs parted automatically as Lucius slid his hand down and gently began massaging his balls. Sirius lay back and closed his eyes, he could only hope that the potion would ware off soon, for now he had no choice but to submit to the ravening feelings coursing through his battered, weakened body.

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“What’s all this then, Remus?” James asked as he sat down at his friend’s side, he pushed a steaming mug of Coffee towards him and sipped at his own. He frowned down at all the paper work the werewolf had before him, along with stacks of open books.

“I am attempting to discover where we will find Sirius, I’m looking for known Death Eater gathering places and even known Death Eater residences. Slowly I am using a mixture of logic and fact to discard options, hopefully we’ll narrow it down to only a few options before going there to check these places out.”

James raised an eyebrow in respect. “Nice work, Moons. Oh…look…you’ve erm…colour coded it…how nice…”

Remus snatched the colour coded page from James’ fingers with an irritated flush. “Just go, I’ll let you know when I’m done…and remember, my Dad doesn’t know you’re here so keep the noise down!”

James smirked and waved over his shoulder as he slipped out of Remus’ bedroom and took the stairs leading down to the cellar. He found Peter fast asleep in the corner and his smile slid from his face, he gazed up to the window in the wall and saw only the night sky. “Sirius.” He muttered, speaking as if he was praying, and he was in a way, praying for his best friend’s safety and hoping that he was unharmed. However, the longer they spent in one place, the less likely that became.

XXX

Lucius licked his dry lips, Sirius lay on his pile of blankets completely nude. He had his head thrown back and his mouth open as he wrapped a firm hand around his constantly aching cock, already Lucius had watched him cum five times in an hour, the spectacle was mesmerising and he could hardly suppress his own raging desire to take the youth wantonly spread out on the floor as he was. Sirius shifted, bringing his knees up and Lucius moved so he was able to see his puckered hole between parted cheeks, he groaned heavily as he stared at it. Sirius grabbed a handful of ratty sheets in his spare hand, his back arched right off the floor as he lifted his hips up and cried out loud enough to echo around the cellar. Lucius watched intently as Sirius came hard across his own chest and face, the potion was doing it’s job perfectly. Soon Lucius would implement the final stage in his plan, he had used pain, darkness, mental torture now it was time for Sirius to know sexual torture. He moved before Sirius could recover and leaned over the boys sweaty, panting body. “Now then my little puppy, now you’ve had a taste of release I will do something for you…trust me, after a few days of this you will be on your knees begging me to put my cock up your tight arse…virginity or no.” Sirius shuddered as the tip of Lucius’ wand breached his most intimate place, he had no fight left so he simply pushed against the intrusion, enjoying the flood of sensations as Lucius whispered a spell. He felt as if his hole was being stretched painlessly and he moaned again, fire awaking in his tingling skin. Then another whisper and he felt something cold and hard sliding into him, his body jerked violently and he gasped at this new and far from unpleasant sensation.

“Oh…o-oh god…fuck…” Sirius felt the thing inside him move slowly, almost painfully slowly. He felt Malfoy trail a hot tongue down his chest to his painful erection, it had not wilted at all since the potion had taken effect. The throb of his arousal thrummed through his head as he pushed his hips forward, the object encased in his body continuing it’s steady movement. In and out. In and out. “Yes, yes that’s goo’…that’s amazin’…m-more…ah-ah…Nnng, Lucius…” In and out. In and out. Lucius grinned and ran his tongue slowly up the inside of Sirius’ cock, it twitched eagerly as the blond smirked up at his toy. Gently he pressed the tip of his wand against the base of Sirius’ erection and felt him jerk violently. “OH FUCK!” Sirius cried and winced, his hand went to his cock and began touching it, he moaned heavily at the contact as he searched for the tight band that surrounded it…he found nothing.

“You cannot take it off, Sirius…I have used magic to prevent you from cumming and the toy inside you cannot be removed either. I will delight in coming down here this evening to find you writhing and helpless against pleasure…and you will not be able to help yourself but beg me to give you release…oh I can imagine the sound of your voice now…delicious…” Malfoy turned away, his laughter lingering in the room long after he was gone. Sirius panted and groaned, his hand stroking his cock desperately, his hips jerking and thrusting as he sought release but found none. Tears leaked from beneath his tightly shut eye lids as he gritted his teeth, he was going to be in for a long night.
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