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Being A Consort	By : nekluvshp Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 36941 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Well, I got a review today asking when I would be updating this story again. Unfortunately, I have not finished chapter 8 but I have decided to post this chapter anyway.

Just to let you all know, after this I’m not going to post anything else until Face Down is finished. I’m on chapter 19 for that and I’m 99% sure it’ll be the last. This Thursday is update day for that story and I really need to finish it so I can post it on time.

This is un-beta’d so all mistakes are mine. I hope it lives up to the rest of the story and please read, review, and enjoy!!!!

The next two days went by far too slowly for my liking. I almost literally had nothing to do to occupy my time. Books wouldn’t hold my attention long enough and just seemed to make time move even slower.

I tried hanging out with Snape once since the man never seemed to leave, made me wonder if he actually lived there. Apparently my very presence annoyed him though and I ended up hiding from him under Tom’s desk for half a day. Thankfully Tom wasn’t working in his study that day.

Surprisingly, Tom let me go back to my room every night when he was finished with me. I couldn’t stay in the same bed as him all night. It was just too weird having the same hands that whipped me, hold me all night.

On the third morning after my punishment, I woke up with a smile on my face. I showered and did all that other morning stuff before practically skipping down to breakfast. Nearly choking myself trying to finish quickly ended up being a waste when Tom made me stay until he and Severus were done as well.

When he finally let me go, I rushed to the second floor but stopped halfway down the hall. I was suddenly afraid. What would they think if they saw the still fading marks on my back? Would they be disgusted with me? Similar thoughts continued to swirl around my head.

The guy guarding the door took a step forward and pointed at it with his thumb. “You want in or not?” I turned and ran.

Once I reached my room, I kicked the door open so hard it bounced off the wall and nearly came back to hit me in the face. I caught it in time and slammed it closed behind me as I walked in.

I ran my hands through my hair and gripped it. “What the hell is wrong with me?” I shouted. “I get fucked and turn into a completely different person, a coward.” I kicked the leg of my bed. That only succeeded in breaking at least one of my toes, but it seemed to ground me and clear my head a little.

Sitting down, I rubbed my abused scalp. “Ok.” I said to myself. “I’ll wait until tomorrow, give my back another day to heal and I won’t tell them about that part of my punishment.”

I spent the rest of the day lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, and trying not to think. It worked surprisingly well.

By the time breakfast the next morning rolled around, I was dead set on seeing my friends. I still hadn’t figured out what I had been afraid of or why but I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to let it affect me that day.

I walked slowly and calmly to the second floor this time. But before I made into the hallway with the door in it, a hand fell on my shoulder, causing me to jump.

When I looked back, I was mildly surprised to see Lucius standing there. Tom must’ve let him come back already.

“Can we talk?” I glanced down the hall toward the corner I would have to turn before I could see the door then back at him.

“Sure.” I replied. I wanted to talk to him anyway but I hadn’t been sure how I would approach him or even if I’d be able to speak to him again.

Lucius lightly took me by the arm and led me to the opposite side where the three guest rooms were. He ushered me into the middle one, shutting and locking the door behind us. Then he spent a full two minutes setting up charms around the room. I recognized some of them as silencing spells, locking spells, and a notice-me-not but none of the others.

I saw him take a deep breath before turning to face me. He seemed to struggle with where to start. Finally he gestured to two comfy looking chairs in front of a fireplace and said, “Why don’t we sit?”

“Ok.” I sank into one of the chairs and watched him drop into the other one. It was surreal to see Lucius, a normally calm and powerful man, fidgeting under my curious gaze.

“Is something wrong?” I asked as it became obvious he didn’t have any idea where to begin.

“Of course not.” He stated harshly and seemed to have pulled himself together, though his leg would occasionally shake or bounce nervously. “Based off the fact that we’re both still alive, I take it he believed your lie the other morning?”

“Yeah. Unless he does know and he’s just waiting for me to confess, but I doubt it.” I replied with a small shrug.

Lucius’ hardened expression dropped for a moment. “Did he hurt you?”

I looked away from him. “Well… sort of.” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. “He gave me a potion that made me feel pleasure instead of pain; I didn’t know what it was at the time. Then he… he whipped me and—”

“He whipped you?!” Lucius sounded incredulous.

“Yeah but like I said, he gave me a po—”

“Turn around.”

“What?”

“Turn. Around.” He repeated a little more forcefully. I twisted in my seat so I was still sitting in the chair but my back was toward him.

Suddenly my shirt was being pulled up and gentle fingers were running along the fading marks on my back. I could only hope that he interpreted my pleasured shudder as fear or a chill from the sudden rush of air.

Behind me, Lucius released a sigh. “Good. At least he healed you.” My shirt was put back in place and I turned around to see him sitting back down.

It was silent for a while until he asked, “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

I chuckled. “You asked me the same thing afterward.”

“I… did?”

“You were pretty drunk I think. How much do you remember?” I asked.

“Most of it, just not clearly.” He replied with an intense look of concentration. “I can’t remember anything either of us said but I do recall that I was the one who instigated the… um…”

“The sex?” I supplied with a small smirk. It was both hilarious and unnerving to see Lucius Malfoy so flustered.

“Yes… that.”

“Are you afraid of something, besides Tom I mean?” I asked softly.

Lucius stayed silent and wouldn’t even look at me now. It seemed like he was trying to figure out how to word what he was thinking but I was quickly growing impatient.

Finally, I stood up and said, “Fine. If you’ve got nothing to say, I’m leaving.” I didn’t want to waste time I could be spending with people that actually wanted to talk to me.

I stalked to the door and pulled it open, only for a hand to forcefully slam it shut again. Another hand settled on my hip as I looked at the one blocking my exit.

“I watched the memory of that night in my pensieve.” He started quietly. “There’s no sound because I literally have no memory of any of the words we spoke, it gets very fuzzy toward the end, and goes completely black almost immediately after I finished. But I could still see the look on my face and on yours and I vaguely remember what I felt during that time. I know you and I felt the same thing because our expressions were almost identical, beyond just the carnal pleasure of the moment.

“I’ve been trying to figure out what I was feeling but I just can’t describe it. I was… it just felt…”

“Right.” I whispered. I could feel him relax behind me.

Suddenly, I was flipped around and a pair of soft lips was on mine before a sly tongue slipped between them. My wrists were pinned to the door next to my head as our tongues curled and danced around each other. When he pulled away, I was dazed, breathing hard, and could barely think.

“What… what is this?” I asked breathily.

Lucius buried his face in my neck. “Merlin, I wish I knew.” He whispered, his soft breath tickling me. “At the risk of sounding like a sap… or a woman, I’ve never felt the way I did that night. I like it and wish to feel that way again. As well as find out if you really felt it too.”

I wrapped one arm around him and tangled the fingers of my other hand in his hair to pull his head back so we could see each other.

“No, I’ve never felt that way, yes, I liked it and I’d very much like to feel it again.” I said passionately before pulling him down for a bruising kiss.

As we kissed, Lucius’ arms slid behind my thighs and hoisted me up the door. I wrapped my legs around him and our erections pressed together, eliciting a deep moan from both of us.

Using his weight to hold me up against the door, Lucius’ deft fingers began undoing my jeans. He pulled them, along with my boxers, down far enough to expose my needy hole that was just begging to be filled by him.

“You wouldn’t… happen to have… any lubricant on you… wouldn’t you?” He asked between short, deep kisses.

I hummed a no between our joined lips and used my hold on his hair to keep us together when I felt him trying to pull away. This man was an amazing kisser.

When he finally managed to break the kiss, three fingers prodded my lips. I didn’t have to be a genius to know where he was headed with that, even if I had never used saliva as lube before.

I eagerly pulled the digits into my mouth, sucking and slurping them obscenely while swirling my tongue around them.

Lucius bent down and started lapping at and sucking on my neck hard enough for me to get pleasure from it, but soft enough to not leave a mark. We wouldn’t want to get caught from such a stupid mistake now would we?

With a groan, the blonde man pulled his fingers from my mouth and seconds later I felt one slip inside me, almost immediately followed by a second one. I knew exactly why he did that; he could feel that I was still loosened from the night before. Most likely, I’d never tighten back up completely because of how often Tom fucked me, even when he heals me afterward.

I hissed a little when a third finger was added but moaned gutturally when he struck my prostate a moment later.

“Now, please now.” I begged as he continued to assault that bundle of nerves. To show my desperation, I pushed aside his robe and undid his pants, freeing his wonderfully large cock.

His fingers left me and even though I knew something much better was coming, I whined at the loss.

Lucius spit on his hand a few times and spread the liquid over his shaft. “This is probably going to hurt.” He said as he lined himself up a few moments later.

“Don’t care, just fuck me.” He was inside me an instant later, buried to the hilt and I cried out. “Wait… wait a second.” I panted. I knew he would anyway but I just wanted to make sure he did.

“Tell me when.” He grunted before kissing me with everything he had.

After a small eternity, the pain was finally gone. I pulled away to breathe and said, “Now.”

With a tight hold on my hips, Lucius pulled out and lifted me as well. It stung a bit but I ignored it as I pushed back down onto him when he thrust up slowly.

It only took a few slow, deep thrusts for him to find my prostate. He made sure to keep that angle as he sped up and pulled me down harder.

I threw my head back against the door, my eyes squeezing shut and my mouth dropping open. “Oh fuck yes.” I hissed as I gripped his shoulders for leverage to lift myself better.

“Harry. Harry!” He growled in my ear as he emptied himself inside me.

The force of his release hitting that spot and the heat filling me pushed me over the edge of an amazing orgasm that I had only ever felt the likes of twice before, both with him.

“Lucius.” I moaned weakly when the pleasure subsided. He slipped out of me before lowering us to the floor so we could recover.

We sat silently side by side against the door, our breathing still harsh and our hearts racing. I groaned and dropped my head into his lap. “This sucks.” I so eloquently stated. A hand started running through my hair and Lucius hummed in agreement.

A minute or two later, I felt something moving against the back of my head and the hand stopped.

“Harry.” I turned my head so I was looking up at him. “Unless you want a second round, I suggest you get your head out of my lap.” I sat up and looked down to see his still exposed cock was half hard already.

“Probably not a good idea.” I said with a small smile.

Lucius stood up and tucked himself back into his pants before offering me his hand. I winced as I stood and rubbed a hand over my stinging back side.

“Here, let me help with that.” He pulled out his wand and cast a couple of spells on me, including a cleaning charm. Most of the pain melted away but it came back full force for a few seconds when I moved the wrong way, such as bending over to pull my pants back up.

“You should go.” He said softly without looking at me. I was feeling it too. Neither of us wanted me to leave.

I turned back to the door and as I opened it, it was slammed closed again. It was like déjà vu as I was spun around and kissed as if his life depended on it. I returned it with the same desperation.

When we separated, Lucius rested his forehead against mine and ran a finger down my cheek. “I’ll see you again?” He half asked, half stated.

“Please?” I whispered, on the verge of tears.

With one last, slow, sweet, deep kiss, we parted. Lucius pulled the door open and pushed me out of the room before he could change his mind, slamming the door for the third time.

And that was how our affair began.

Thank you for all your reviews and the birthday wishes!!!!

Review Repsonses for chapter 5:

unneeded: Yes, Tom was lying. He does get off on Harry's pain. I think you mean contraceptive spell. Tom uses a spell. You'll have to wait for chapter 7 to learn the rest.

Tesgura: Good! ^_^ You weren't supposed to see it coming!!! You have asked so many questions, ones that I can not answer. You'll just have to wait and see.

ladynightvamp: What I was refering to was the very beginning of the story. Not what happened in chapter 5. Either way, I still don't consider it as more than dub-con. 1) Because Harry never said stop or no. 2) The story is in Harry's POV and it is not mentioned that he even thought about stopping him. Which is why consent is questionable, not absent. As for the killing of Narcissa, THAT was the punishment for lying in the past. Tom stated that he couldn't get over that one incident. The only thing I've said was that Tom wasn't trying to kill muggle-borns and muggles. I never said he wasn't evil.

Jeanette: Thank you!!!!!

MellowMatty: I'm glad you like it!!!! ^_^ Have you remembered your whole review yet?? Also, I have to ask, are you a guy? If so, that is awesome!!!!

Akari Seikatsu: Out of all your questions, I can only answer one. Yes, Harry and Narcissa were punished for their lying at the end of the war. As for the others, keep reading!!!!

Chrissy: I hope you enjoyed this chapter as well.

ladynightvamp(again): I know its been over a month and I'm reeeeeeaaaaalllllly sorry. I updated just for you!!!!!
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