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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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Woo! Chapter Five! I do hope you enjoy this one, it's starting to get a little kinky. Any comments/reviews would be very much appreciated, thank you. :)

Chapter Five: Lust

Sirius lay in the darkness, his hips jerking helplessly as waves of soft pleasure washed over him. He had given up trying to make himself cum, it was useless anyway. He simply lay perfectly still, occasionally letting a broken moan escape his lips as he eagerly awaited Lucius’ return. The toy inside him made him sore, he had no idea how long he had been in this state of constant arousal but he was so desperate for release that all rational thought had long since gone. He didn’t hear the creak of footsteps upon the stair, nor the sound of his prison gate opening. It was only when cool hands slid over his violently trembling body that he realised Lucius had returned. He was rolled onto his back and found himself gazing up into pale grey eyes, with effort he reached up, his numb fingers brushing his captor’s cheek. “T-Take m-me…” He rasped, voice rough from over-use and lack of water. Lucius leaned over him, his smile triumphant.

“Will you bow to the Dark Lord? Will you give yourself to him and abandon all this talk of equality?”

Sirius shuddered as those long fingers tweaked one of his nipples, he bit down on his chapped lower lip and closed his eyes tightly.

“If you do not I shall leave you down here, unfulfilled.”

Sirius’ eyes snapped open, a single tear trickled from his eye and ran down his cheek before he took a deep, shuddery breath. “Yes.” He muttered, feeling a wave of self-hatred so complete it nearly obliterated the pleasure washing through his system. “A-Anything…Just…p-please…l-let me cum…” His face twisted in disgust, his chest hitched as he choked on a sob. He had never, in all his short life, felt so pathetic. He couldn’t stand it any longer, he wiped away his tears, pushed down his weakness and Lucius watched the light in his eyes die as he spread his legs and lifted his hips off of the floor. “Hurry.” Sirius whispered, his eyes falling closed as he lifted an arm and covered them. “Fuck me already. It’s what you want, isn’t it? It’s what you’ve always wanted.”

Lucius smirked, triumph and excitement flushing his body. “Oh yes, I’ve always wanted this, Sirius.”

Lucius removed the toy causing Sirius to gasp slightly before he pulled down his trousers, his erection stood at full mast simply from the sight of that supple body laid out ready for him to use. He held Sirius’ thighs apart as he lined his cock up against the boys hole, he watched Sirius’ face intently as he entered him slowly. Sirius winced but bit down on any noise that would have escaped, he kept one arm covering his eyes so he didn’t have to look into Lucius’ face, it burned but not nearly as much as it would have if he hadn’t already been stretched. Finally, with a soft grunt, Lucius was fully seated inside Sirius’ hot body. Slowly Sirius removed his arm from his eyes, he was panting as heat flared in his groin, he lifted himself up on his elbows and licked his lips. “Get on with it.” He demanded angrily, his eyes glittered behind his fringe and Lucius began to slide out of him. “Oh yeah…” Sirius muttered, tipping his head back to reveal his throat, he let himself fall backwards and lifted his hips up to meet Lucius’ thrusts. “Fuck.”

It was better than Lucius’ deepest, darkest dreams. Sirius was hot and tight, his body moving in ways he never could have imagined, he thrust slowly, ensuring he recorded every whisper, every groan for future reference. “You’re not a virgin.” Lucius muttered, his hips moving back and forth regularly as he lifted Sirius’ legs up to expose him.

Sirius lifted a hand and pushed it through his tangled hair, he smirked but did not reply. He hadn’t been a virgin for several months now, the boy who had been lucky enough to lay hands on him was now probably back at Hogwarts working. Sirius closed his eyes and arched his back, giving voice to a soft cry as heat raced across his skin, he tangled his hands into the sheets beneath him and let Malfoy do most of the work. His toes curled as Malfoy’s fingers dug almost painfully into his thighs, his body trembled and he arched his back. “Oh god yes!” He gasped as Lucius’ movements hit a spot inside his body and made him see stars. “Faster…” He urged, tugging at the blankets he lay on. “Harder…”

Lucius complied unconsciously, his body working furiously as he chased the threads of pleasure winding their way into his gut. Sirius moved his hips, trying to keep in time with his frantic movements but falling somewhat behind as they began to moan in unison. Sirius’ erection ached, he could feel the tell tale tightness in his groin that warned him of an approaching orgasm, he closed his eyes and tipped his head back and let his imagination run free. He didn’t want to cum looking into Malfoy’s eyes, he already felt dirty and used, he would be better off thinking about the one he’d willingly given himself to. “Sirius…so tight…” Malfoy whispered hoarsely, his movements began to become erratic as he drew closer to the edge. He moaned heavily and his head dropped forward, one of his hands released Sirius’ leg and moved to tug roughly at his erection.

“More!” Sirius hissed, his hips thrusting frantically and before he knew what was happening a burst of intense warmth exploded inside him. He gasped and arched his back as he felt hot, sticky semen stain his chest. Lucius grunted as Sirius’ body tightened around him, he let himself fall over the precipice of his own orgasm and came.

Lucius collapsed on top of him panting heavily, Sirius lay still, allowing the dregs of bliss wash over him and avoiding the inevitable crash back to his dark reality. Slowly Malfoy moved, he gazed down at Sirius and smirked. “You’re mine now, Puppy.” He whispered and ran fingers down one of Sirius’ cheeks, those silver grey eyes opened and stared up at him.

“I’m not and I never will be.” He whispered.

“But you said…”

“I would have said anything to get what I wanted, you idiot.”

“You were crying!” Malfoy felt anger replace the happy post orgasmic bliss that had filled him.

Sirius smirked. “You fell for a few crocodile tears? That’s pathetic, even for you.”

“You useless little shit!” Malfoy hissed, he grabbed a hank of Sirius’ hair and yanked his head back. “You played me for a fool!”

“That’s because you are!” Sirius replied, baring his teeth in a furious snarl. “I will not let you get away with this, you sick bastard!”

Lucius growled furiously, without warning he lifted his fist back and punched Sirius in the face. “Do not ever speak to me like that!” He hissed and stood up, he did up his trousers before drawing his wand. “You will pay.”

A red flash and Sirius was screaming at the top of his lungs again.

XXX

James stared down at the paper clutched in Remus’ hand. “You sure this is the only option?” He asked nervously.

“Yes. I checked and double checked and it’s the only plausible place they could hold him, the Malfoy’s are related to Sirius. Lucius married Sirius’ first cousin Narcissa. They are always involved in Dark things, but they’ve never been caught. There’s never enough evidence to implicate them. It makes perfect sense that a member of the Malfoy household would want to kidnap Sirius.”

James raised a sceptical eyebrow. “Why would they?”

Remus gave him a look that plainly said that he was being stupid. “Don’t you remember the way Malfoy was around Sirius at school? Think about it James, it would be a perfect opportunity to force Sirius to enter the Death Eaters and spy on Dumbledore, after all, they need someone at school so they can crack it open from the inside.”

James swallowed before nodding. “Yeah, alright then. Let’s go get Sirius back.”

Remus nodded, a determined gleam in his eyes. Peter looked terrified but followed them anyway.

XXX

His lungs burned. His heart hammered desperately in his chest. His body jerked violently, his muscles going stiff as he fought to regain air. The water surrounding his head was freezing, goose bumps erupted across his flesh, his wrists burned as he struggled frantically to tear them free of the rough rope that bound them. Finally, just as his struggles weakened he was yanked out of the bucket, he coughed up water, it spilled down his chest as he was released and fell to the floor. He lay there, choking and sputtering, taking huge, desperate gulps of wonderful air. “Do you regret speaking to me like that?” Lucius hissed, grabbing a handful of Sirius’ hair and yanking him back up to his knees. Sirius hung his head, it swam from being deprived of oxygen for so long, he was still retching occasionally as he stared at the stone floor with glazed eyes. “Useless.” Lucius muttered and dropped him again, he hit the floor with a wet thud. “I’m having a party tonight and I suspect many of my guests will wish to see you, I will send my house elf down to clean you up.” He left him alone and Sirius sank into an odd half-dream state where he wasn’t thinking at all, all that mattered was that he continue to breathe.

The house elf arrived, once again refusing to meet the prisoner’s eyes. She magicked a bucket of water, some soap and a flannel into the room before dipping the cloth into the bucket and lathering it with soap. Sirius sat still as she washed him, he let it happen, it was pointless resisting. The water was cold and made him shiver, his teeth began to chatter as the elf finished soaping him up and poured the water over his head, he was bathed like an animal and left alone again to dry like one. He curled in on himself, bringing his knees to his chest and resting his forehead against them. Already he could feel the very beginnings of a fever in his brow, how long would Malfoy allow him to suffer before treating it? He didn’t know.

Hours passed and Sirius was left in the cellar, cold and utterly naked. He began shivering violently, his forehead burned each time he touched it but he could do nothing to get warm. Finally someone came down the stairs, he lifted his head slowly and blinked dazedly up at Malfoy’s blurry visage. “Stand up. We’re going to one of the bedrooms.”

Sirius nodded slowly and struggled to his feet, Malfoy wrapped him in a cloak and he was pushed towards the gate. He stumbled into the wall, his legs barely holding him up. Malfoy placed a firm hand on his arm and forced him through the gate of his prison, Sirius went wherever the hand guided him. Everything around him was bright, burning colour that seemed to have no form. Someone stopped their progress, he heard mutters but it was so much meaningless noise as Sirius felt something tickling the back of his throat. He coughed, his hand covering his mouth as once again he stumbled. More mutters, the tone sounding concerned, he heard Malfoy speak but then he was moved on again. They went up some stairs, each one complaining at their passage. Finally a door was opened and Sirius was pushed into the room, he fell onto a soft mattress and lay still continuing to shiver. “Narcissa is getting you some Pepper Up Potion, you will drink it.”

Slowly Sirius nodded as the door opened a second time, something warm and strongly scented was pushed against his lips and he drained the potion in one gulp. Heat flooded his limbs, his eye sight cleared and steam erupted from his ears as he coughed and handed back the empty goblet. Finally he blinked and lifted his head to see Malfoy clearly for the first time that evening. “Where am I?” He croaked.

“A bedroom.” Malfoy said unhelpfully.

Sirius looked around at his surroundings, he took in the large, four poster bed he was sat on, the huge black marble fireplace and the cold wooden floors. He looked back at Malfoy and covered his nakedness with the cloak, for some reason this caused the blond to smile. “Why am I here?”

“I said earlier I had guests, they will be expecting some entertainment and I am sure some would be happy to see you.” His smirk widened nastily. “You will dress and eat then I will lock you in here and you will stay quiet until my guests arrive, do you understand?”

“I’m not a pet, Malfoy!” Sirius snapped, his eyes narrowing. “Nor a circus freak who you can show off!”

“No, you’re my little fuck toy.” Malfoy chuckled and walked to the door. “Your clothes are on the bed all laid out for you, boy.” He said and closed the door.

Sirius sighed heavily, his eyes darkening behind his damp fringe. Slowly he turned and saw what Malfoy had deemed ‘clothes’. It was a suspender belt attached to a black, lacy skirt with silver ribbons. With the suspenders were a pair of fishnet stockings with the same silver ribbon detail as the belt. Sirius’ mouth twisted as he gazed at the clothes, with them was a thong and a black leather collar. He didn’t understand why Malfoy, who was so dead set against anything Muggle, would bother with things like this. He considered refusing, slowly he picked up the knickers and gazed intently at the flimsy material. It was another way for Malfoy to humiliate him, especially considering how he would get people to come in and gawp at him. He licked his lips and his eyes moved around the room, it didn’t even have a window, there would be no escape. He had only one option left; wear the underwear and show Lucius that he wasn’t embarrassed at all, hopefully it would take away the sting of humiliation. He smiled and laughed humourlessly to himself. “Oh Sirius, what kind of situation have you got yourself into?” he croaked, his voice cracking slightly as he began to dress.
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