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Of Purebloods and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 38882 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Harry and Lucius made it out of the room and to the stairs without much difficulty, but by the time they got to the stairs, Harry had his attention focused on Lucius’ neck. He was kissing along the expanse, deciding exactly where he wanted to place his claiming bite, and Lucius found that his usual grace was quickly failing him.

After the second time he stumbled on a step, he cursed and scooped Harry up in his arms, making the teen squeak as his arms wound around Lucius’ neck.

“Don’t you dare drop me!” Harry said frantically, looking down at the stairs below him.

Lucius was finally able to ascend without Harry’s mouth on his neck, and he smirked. “I’m not going to, you distracting little piece. Just be quiet, I’ll have you making plenty of noise soon enough.”

Harry smiled. “Oh, really?” He asked teasingly.

“That’s the plan, at least.” Lucius confirmed.

“Sounds good to me.” Harry said lightly.

Lucius reached the top of the stairs and headed for his bedroom, seeing Tippy open the door a crack before disappearing again. He hid a smile. Thank Merlin for house-elves. He pushed the door open with his foot, walking inside.

“Mm, this room looks familiar. Do we finally get to finish up that dream we shared so many weeks ago?” Harry asked as he was set down beside the bed.

Lucius smirked. “That, my Love, is up to you. Are you going to allow me to finally have you?” He asked, unbuttoning the buttons on Harry’s robe as he spoke.

Harry tilted his head and pretended to consider it. “I suppose I might as well.” He mused. “After all, you did go to all the trouble of marrying me, we might as well get something out of it.”

Lucius growled, finally getting the robe opened and pushing it off of Harry. “Drop the glamour.” He urged.

Harry flushed and dropped the glamour he had worn to hide the nipple ring.

Lucius growled and leaned forward to close his mouth over the adorned nipple, flicking the ring with his tongue a few times.

Harry moaned, grabbing onto Lucius’ shoulders to prevent himself from falling over. “Lucius, noo!” He gasped as Lucius nipped at the nipple, then pulled away. “Stop trying to distract me. I think you need to be naked, too.” Harry decided, reaching out for the buttons on Lucius’ robe.

“Oh, all right.” Lucius said, helping him.

Between the two of them, Lucius was undressed in seconds flat.

Once he was undressed, Harry pushed him down onto the bed, mouth closing over his throat again.

Lucius moaned, threading his fingers through Harry’s hair. “Harry, what are you doing?” He asked.

Harry pulled away long enough to murmur, “Hickey. Don’t interrupt.” Before he dove in again, sucking and nearly biting on the area. After a few moments he pulled away and eyed the mark he’d left. “That’s good for now.” He decided.

Lucius growled and flipped their positions. “Good. Now it’s my turn.” He purred, leaning in to kiss Harry, burying his fingers back in the teen’s hair and gently tugging. “I’m going to rim you again, Harry. I’ll use a cleaning charm first, so don’t worry about that. Just let yourself enjoy it.” He said evenly. He pulled away and lightly smacked Harry’s outer thigh. “Hands and knees, Love.”

Harry groaned, rolling over and lifting himself up. “Do you have to do that?” He asked, as Lucius cast the charm, causing a tingle to shoot up his spine.

Lucius just looked at him for a moment with a raised brow. “I enjoy it, and I know you like how it feels, so just give in and let yourself enjoy it. We’ll both be happier for it.” He advised, leaning in and licking a wide swathe from balls to tailbone.

Harry moaned softly, burying his face in the pillow.

Lucius left his current employment long enough to grab Harry’s hair and pull just enough to raise his head. “I want to hear you, Harry.” He reminded the teen before letting him go and returning to what he’d been doing.

Harry moaned again, feeling his face heat as he leaned forward, giving Lucius better access.

“There, isn’t that better?” Lucius asked, lubing a finger and pushing it in gently. He thrust it in a few times, then added a second. “I want to see your wings.” He said conversationally.

Harry immediately let his wings out, and they flapped a few times before spreading over his back, looking like a feathered blanket.

Lucius leaned in and inhaled, taking in the scent of Harry’s pheromones. “Merlin, you smell so good.” He growled, thrusting his fingers in harder and making Harry moan loudly.

“Well, I should.” Harry bit back another moan as Lucius’ fingers found his prostate. “I didn’t take that damn potion today.” He pointed out.

Lucius hummed as he considered that point. “I don’t want you taking it ever again.” He said firmly.

Harry huffed out a laugh. “Well, now that I’m not going to be putting out ‘please fuck me’ smell to any dominant around, I shouldn’t have to. Once you claim me, it should stop me from smelling desirable to Severus. And that’s really the only reason I needed to use it. Well, that and I wasn’t supposed to smell good to you until just recently.” He added in a mutter.

Lucius added a third finger and twisted them, sharply.

Harry let out a long, low moan as his shoulders sank down to the bed, making his back bow, tilting his arse up at a very pleasing angle for Lucius.

“Oh, yes, stay just like that.” The man murmured, working his fingers in and out of Harry’s body. He enjoyed the view for a few more minutes, then decided that Harry was ready.

“Alright, I want to be able to see your face when I spread you wide, so on your back. Keep the wings out.” He ordered.

Harry sighed. “We’re going to squish them.” He muttered.

Lucius rolled his eyes. “They can handle it. I promise I won’t put all my weight on them, I’m not a boor.” He informed the teen with a small smile.

Harry sighed. “Fine.” He spread his wings out as he flipped over and looked up at Lucius.

Lucius ran his hands from Harry’s knees up to his thighs, spreading them further before settling in between them. “Relax, and let me in.” He murmured, meeting Harry’s eyes and pushing forward.

Harry gasped at the feeling of fullness. He was ready for it, having already felt Lucius’ fingers, but this was so much more.

Lucius’ cock was wider than three of his fingers, just slightly, and there was just so much of it! He kept pushing in, farther than his fingers had reached, and Harry was sure for a moment that he’d have to stop Lucius, that he couldn’t possibly fit any more of the man inside him—but then it stopped.

Harry took a deep breath, realizing he’d closed his eyes at some point as he opened them to find Lucius looking down at him.

“All right?” The man asked, brushing a lock of hair out of Harry’s eyes.

Harry nodded. “It’s… Longer than I’d expected.” He admitted. “And your fingers aren’t quite as thick as your cock is, just so you know.” He added.

Lucius chuckled. “Yes, well, if they were any thicker, it wouldn’t feel quite so good when I did this.” The man told Harry, grabbing his hips to angle them properly, then pulled out and drove back in, carefully.

Harry gasped as Lucius’ cock brushed against his prostate. “Oh, fuck!” He said, voice strained as he dug his fingernails into Lucius’ shoulders.

Lucius chuckled. “Haven’t you marked me enough already?” He asked. “Are we going to add scratch marks, too?”

Harry nodded. “I think so. Scratches, and don’t forget the bite, too.” He panted.

“I suppose I’ll just have to bear the marks with pride, then.” Lucius said, smiling.

Harry clenched around him. “Don’t just sit there! Move, already!” He pleaded.

Lucius smirked. “What was that?” He asked sweetly.

“Please, Lucius, fuck me!” Harry begged, rolling his hips as best he could in his position.

“Since you ask so nicely…” Lucius pulled nearly all the way out, slid back in just as slowly, then set a nice, deliberate pace that he knew he could keep up for quite some time.

Harry moaned lowly as his eyes rolled back in his head, moving his hips to meet each thrust.

Lucius chuckled. “You look like you’re enjoying yourself.” He noted, leaning down to kiss Harry.

Harry kissed back eagerly, moaning into Lucius’ mouth as the new position caused his cock to be trapped between their bodies.

Lucius broke the kiss and took Harry’s cock into his hand, stroking it slowly. “Now, now, I don’t want this over too soon.” He chided as Harry mewled, arching his body and rolling his hips in an effort to get more friction. Unfortunately, Lucius was having none of it. “You seem to have no appreciation for a long, drawn-out bout of lovemaking.” The blond noted.

Harry gritted his teeth and glared at Lucius. “I’ve had my fill of long and drawn-out for now. I want hard and fast and by Merlin, you are going to give it to me or I’m going to rip off your cock!” He snarled, clamping down on Lucius for good measure.

Lucius looked at Harry for a few seconds in shock. “I see. I didn’t know you felt that way.” He said, grabbing Harry’s legs behind the knees and hitching them up into the crooks of his elbows. “In that case, I suppose I’ll give you want you want. You’re sure you want hard and fast? Because I doubt I can keep that kind of pace up for very long.” He warned.

Harry smiled. “I don’t need very long, I’m pretty sure if you just let loose I’ll come pretty fast.” He said.

Lucius smirked. “Well, in that case…” He began thrusting quickly, holding Harry in place and helping the teen meet his thrusts.

Harry grabbed onto Lucius’ shoulders tightly, fingernails once again biting into his skin. He spared a thought to realize that yes, Lucius was definitely going to have marks, before that thought was erased by a clamouring rush of mateminefuckclaimBITE. Without considering it any further, he reared up and, just as he felt his orgasm approaching, bit into Lucius’ neck.

The man cried out, coming hard and unexpectedly as Harry pulled his teeth free and studied the mark curiously. He licked over it to clear away the blood that was oozing out. “Huh. It really does look like teeth marks.” He said in interest, absorbing the feelings that were coming through the bond. Lucius felt a little blissed-out and just a bit smug.

Lucius chuckled weakly. “Well, yes, what were you expecting? Celtic knotwork?”

Harry huffed and wriggled, trapped under him. “You don’t have to be an arse, you know. I didn’t know what to expect. It’s not like I ever really got a good look at Draco’s or Severus’ up-close, now, did I?” He asked peevishly. Then he smiled. “You still need to mark me, you know.” He pointed out.

Lucius hummed, licking his lips. “Yes, I do.” He agreed mildly. He leaned in to nuzzle at Harry’s neck, licking a stripe up one side. “Ready?” He checked.

Harry nodded. “Yeah, do it.” He breathed.

Lucius bit down, breaking skin and hearing Harry’s soft gasp and quiet moan.

“That was weird.” Harry said as Lucius licked at the mark.

“What was weird?” Lucius asked conversationally.

Harry looked at him, tilting his head to one side, displaying the new mark to advantage. “It didn’t hurt. It actually kind of turned me on again.”

Lucius chuckled. “Yes, mating bites are like that. They’re special.” He told the teen in amusement. “Now, I’m going to let you get your wings out from under us so I don’t crush them over the course of the night. I’m about ready to sleep.” He lifted up and Harry folded his wings against his back.

Lucius lay back down next to Harry. “There. You can unfold your wings if you want. I’m not against having a feathery blanket.” He told the teen.

Harry smiled. “Good to know. Oh, and there’s one little thing you need to know before tomorrow: I’m going to moult.” He warned.

Lucius looked at him for long moments. “Indeed.” He said mildly, then called out, “Tippy!”

The house-elf appeared in the room. “Yes, Masters?”

Lucius sighed. “Go fetch a small box from the Lab, big enough to hold Harry’s feathers. It appears we’ll have need of one tomorrow.” He said.

Tippy left and reappeared with a small box.

“Good, that one will work. Do not wake us tomorrow, we’ll leave the room when we’re ready to.” He warned.

Tippy nodded and left again, leaving the box on the floor next to the bed.

Harry smiled and curled up, tucking himself into Lucius’ chest contentedly. “So, we’re mated now.” He said.

Lucius chuckled. “We are. Congratulations to us both.” He said, voice thick with amusement, which the bond seemed to be humming with.

Harry yawned, and focused on the bond. “You’re tired.” He murmured absently, fingers tracing meaningless patterns over Lucius’ chest.

Lucius grabbed the fingers to still them, placing feather-light kisses over the tips. “So are you, hellion. What’s your point?” He asked.

Harry grinned and his wings shifted a bit. “I suppose I don’t really have one; I’m just getting used to being able to feel what you’re feeling. I mean, I could tell what you were feeling before, intellectually and all, but now, I know what you’re feeling. The same way I know what I’m feeling. It’s new, and I guess that makes it exciting.” He said evenly, shrugging. “Draco was right. The only real way to explain the feeling is that it’s like having a ‘sense’ of the other person.”

Lucius huffed out a short laugh. “Alright, you’ve analyzed the bond already and we haven’t had it for more than ten minutes.” He kissed the top of Harry’s head. “Go to sleep. The bond will still be there tomorrow, we will still be here, the only thing that will be different will be your wings. I’ll help you pluck out the feathers so you don’t have to trail them throughout the manor. I love you.”

Harry grinned widely, feeling the warmth of the man’s affection radiating through the bond. “I know.” He said happily. “I love you, too.” He cuddled up to the man and let himself drift off to sleep.
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