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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 took off easily, glad that he had gotten so good at it. All his practice over the summer and with the Fae had paid off, and he was able to get into the air and could make turns and stop quickly when needed after all the drills Liam had put him and Draco through.

He circled above the pitch about fifty feet up, watching as Lucius cast a featherweight charm over himself, then kicked off, hovering about twenty feet up. “Remember, don’t take me any higher than I already am.” The man said sternly.

Harry dipped toward him, grinning. “What, don’t you trust me?” He asked teasingly.

Lucius snorted. “I trust you, but I don’t like flying under someone else’s power. I feel the same about riding a broom someone else is controlling. Ask Severus.”

Harry shrugged. “Fair enough. I won’t drop you, though. Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be.” Lucius responded.

Harry hovered behind him and grabbed him around the chest. “I’m going to pull you off the broom, then I’m going to wrap my legs around yours so you’re flat against me. Don’t fight me, or we’re both going down.” He breathed into Lucius’ ear.

Lucius nodded, stiffening a bit.

Harry pulled him up and quickly wrapped his legs around Lucius’, then started a lap around the pitch. “What do you think?” He asked, keeping the pace slow and steady, flapping more than usual since he couldn’t rely on the updrafts to carry him along. If he did that, he’d risk going too high.

“This is a new experience, that’s for sure. Can we go a bit faster?” Lucius asked.

Harry smiled and sped up. “Better?”

“Yes.” Lucius grabbed onto Harry’s arms where they wrapped around his chest. “Is it easy to keep hold of me?” He asked.

“Of course.” Harry replied. “You cast a featherweight, you hardly weigh anything. I’ve got you.”

Lucius let out a breath, then requested: “Can we go a bit higher?”

Harry grinned. “How high?”

Lucius seemed to consider the question for a second, then answered, “High enough to fly as you normally do, coasting instead of flapping so much.” He told Harry.

“Alright.” Harry soared upward another ten feet, catching an updraft and coasting along on it, letting it carry him and Lucius for several feet before it petered out.

Lucius chuckled softly. “Wow. Thank you for sharing this with me, Harry. It’s definitely something else. I can see why you and Draco enjoy flying so much.” He murmured.

“It’s great, isn’t it?” Harry asked excitedly.

Lucius nodded. “I think, however, I am ready to get back to the ground. You can continue flying if you want, I enjoy watching you. But my aversion to someone else controlling my flight is getting a bit stronger right now.”

Harry nodded and headed toward the ground. “I think I’m ready for a shower and an early night.” He said flirtatiously. “If you’re up for it.” He added.

Lucius chuckled. “My love, when would I ever not be?” He replied. “Let me put my broom away and we can head in.”

*****

After testing his wings and finding that he could put them away once again, Harry decided to try to get Lucius in touch with his inner child. “So, I seem to recall you saying that you have a pool?” He asked, finishing his last bite of pancakes as he stared intently at Lucius.

Lucius narrowed his eyes at his husband. “I’m not going to get you back into bed any time soon, am I?” He asked resignedly.

Harry just grinned and licked the last bit of syrup off his fork. “Pool?” He asked again.

Lucius sighed. “Very well, I’ll show you.”

Harry stood and took the man’s hand, linking their fingers together. “Don’t worry, you’ll be in it with me.” He assured Lucius.

“Oh, I will? You seem awfully sure of yourself.” Lucius noted.

Harry nodded. “Skinny-dipping is always more fun with company.” He said simply.

Lucius sighed. “I own every kind of swimming apparel imaginable; why would I go skinny-dipping?” He asked.

Harry glanced at him with one eyebrow cocked. “I don’t know. Maybe because we’d be getting all wet and slippery? Don’t tell me the thought of a wet, naked submissive sliding all over you doesn’t get you a little excited.” He licked his lips. “The last time we were all wet and naked together you couldn’t do anything about it. Don’t you want to make up for a wasted opportunity?”

Lucius hummed as he considered the point. “Right. The pool is this way.”

Harry smiled widely and let his husband lead the way.

When they got to the pool room, Harry walked up to the edge of the pool and looked in. “How deep is it?” He asked.

“Right at that point, about eight feet. That end is twelve feet,” He told Harry, pointing to one end of the pool, “and that end is three. It’s about five feet here.” He added, standing at another point around the pool.

Harry nodded. “Alright, good to know.” He took off the dressing gown Lucius had given him to keep, let it puddle at his feet, and jumped in.

Lucius sighed in defeat and took his off as well. “When in Rome…” He muttered before sliding into the pool.

He swam over to where Harry was, watching as the blurry shape cut through the water, coming to a stop directly below him, before one hand wrapped around his ankle and yanked.

Lucius went under, glaring at Harry as the teen passed his face on the way to the surface, waving and grinning like a loon.

Lucius came up, pushing sodden hair out of his face and coughing. “You little brat!” He snapped. “I ought to spank you!”

Harry grinned brightly. “Oh, yes, you ought.” He agreed. “But not until we swim first.” He added.

Lucius growled. “I’m not joking, Harry, I will spank you if you do that again.” He warned.

Harry’s smile faded and he licked his lips. “I’m not joking either, I fully expect you to. I’ll be upset if you don’t.” He added, eyeing Lucius’ chest. “You look really good all wet. We might not be in here very long.” He mused.

*****

Three hours (and one sore bum) later, found Harry and Lucius dozing, naked, on the couch in the blue parlour.

Lucius had lain down to rest after expending more energy than he’d expected to in the pool, only to find that Harry took the move as an invitation to lie on his chest.

The teen did so, tangling their legs together and getting very comfortable.

Lucius just held in his sigh and let Harry use him as a mattress. He found that the teen looked so comfortable, he just didn’t have the heart to move him.

Harry, on the other hand, was happily dozing, caught in that in-between state halfway between waking and sleeping. He drifted, thinking of the future they’d have and congratulating himself for getting Lucius to show hints of a playful, teasing side that would serve him well when Harry coaxed him into playing with their children.

Lucius hummed in pleasure when Harry let his wings out to cover them both. He buried his hands in he feathers, stroking them gently.

Harry sighed and snuggled closer, pressing his face into the crook of Lucius’ neck and pressing his lips against the mating mark.

Lucius shivered at the touch. “Don’t you ever touch that mark in public.” He warned lowly.

Harry huffed out a short laugh. “Why not?” He asked curiously.

“Because my reaction to it being touched is embarrassing. It’s entirely too sensitive.” He told the teen sternly.

“Ahh.” Harry kissed the mark again. “Fair enough, I suppose. So after I finish my essay on Vampires, what should I work on next?” He asked conversationally.

“We do have a lab, and Severus gave you a practical to do, did he not?” Lucius asked.

Harry groaned. “He did.” He admitted.

Lucius smirked. “Considering the circumstances, it’s bound to be one of the potions that will keep for over a week so you can turn it in when we return. I’m not bad at potions, I can supervise. I know enough to keep you from blowing up the lab or otherwise injuring either my property or yourself.” He offered.

Harry shrugged. “Alright, I might as well get potions over with early on. The sooner I do it, the sooner I can stop worrying about it.”

*****

“And then we add… It should not be doing that.” Lucius muttered as smoke billowed out of the cauldron. “Bubble-head charm!” He called out.

Harry quickly cast, sighing. ‘I can see why he’s not the Potions teacher.’ He thought wryly. He did what he could to soothe his mate through the bond, which, admittedly, wasn’t much.

“I think I may have added the bicorn horn just a second too early.” Lucius muttered, looking at Harry’s book. “I always did have trouble with this potion…”

Harry looked at his potion. “Mine’s doing fine, what’s the next step?” He asked.

Lucius went to open the only window in the lab. “Add the rose petals.” He said, funnelling the smoke out the window efficiently.

Harry added the three rose petals and began stirring, keeping count.

Lucius huffed, watching Harry work. “I swear, Severus picked now to brew this potion on purpose to make me look bad.”

Harry dropped the bubble-head charm and shook his head, finishing his stirs. “I’m sure he didn’t do it on purpose.” He said evenly. “Would he really do that to you?”

Lucius looked at Harry in disbelief for a few seconds, before emphatically replying: “Yes!”

Harry smiled. “You poor thing. Once this is done, which should be in ten more minutes, I’ll make it up to you.” He offered.

Lucius licked his lips, eyes gleaming. “Do you promise?” He purred.

“I swear.” Harry confirmed.

*****

“Now, about making Sev’s choice of potion not be such a sore spot with you—although it was kind of cute seeing you fail at something for once—I’ve been thinking about doing something for you for a while, but you’ve been so focused on me that I haven’t gotten the chance to focus my attentions on you.” Harry purred, taking Lucius’ hand and pulling the man out of the lab and to the stairs. “I’m going to try something, and you’re going to let me. I’m relying on you to let me know if I’m doing it wrong, because this is a first for me.” He said, battling the blush that was working its way onto his face.

Lucius nearly tripped over his feet as his brain caught up to what Harry was saying. “You’re going to—Harry, understand that you don’t have to, by any means—“

“I know I don’t have to, but I’m more than ready, and I intend to learn before we go back to school. Now is the perfect opportunity to do so.” Harry stated evenly. “Now, come on.” He pulled the man into the bedroom and pushed him to sit at the edge of the bed.

Lucius obediently sat and groaned as Harry’s hands came up to work his trousers open. Needless to say, the man was already hard in anticipation of what his mate would be doing, and the hands were exploring his state in between opening his trousers, which was a huge tease. “You’re driving me mad, Minx!” He growled, carding the fingers of one hand through Harry’s hair.

Harry looked up at him with a bright smile, finally freeing his cock and pulling it out. “Am I?” He asked lightly, stroking the cock a few times as he considered the size of it. “Well, I’m pretty sure things are only going to get worse before they get better!” He commented brightly before guiding Lucius’ cock into his mouth. He gave it one suck, then pulled away to add, “Remember, this is my first time. Go ahead and give me tips. I want to know exactly what you like.”

Lucius growled as Harry’s mouth closed over him, those bright eyes looking up at him through their lashes. “Merlin, Harry, you have no idea how gorgeous you look, down on your knees for me…”

Those eyes fluttered closed and Harry let out a happy hum, sending vibrations down the length of his cock.

Lucius moaned, sliding his other hand into Harry’s hair and gently guiding his head. He gently coaxed Harry into going a little further each time he slid down, taking a bit more of Lucius’ cock with every pass. “Deeper, Harry, you can do it. Relax your throat around me.” He murmured.

Harry’s eyes opened again and met his. Lucius smiled down at him. “So gorgeous. Do you trust me, Harry?” He asked.

Harry nodded, not removing Lucius’ cock from his mouth as he traced the vein on the bottom with his tongue, massaging it while he took a small break from what he’d been doing.

“I want to try something, but you have to trust that I will not hurt you. Can you do that? Remember our soul-bond, Love. I would never willingly harm you.” He reassured Harry.

Harry hummed and swirled his tongue around Lucius’ cock, then took him in deeper again.

Lucius tightened his fists in Harry’s hair and guided him down as far as Harry had so far gone. “I’m assuming this is where you start to feel like you might gag, right?” He asked.

Harry hummed in confirmation, looking up at him.

Lucius smiled. “We’re going to work you past that.” He whispered.

Harry hummed again, tongue moving along his cock in the little space it had to do so.

Lucius guided Harry’s head back so that only the tip of his cock was in the teen’s mouth. “Deep breath.” He advised.

Harry took a deep breath through his nose, and Lucius pushed him down, gently.

“Relax your throat, just let it happen.” The man coaxed, guiding Harry down, past the gag reflex.

Harry’s eyes flew open in shock when Lucius’ cock was in deep, blocking his airway for a terrifying moment before he realized who he was with. His tension drained away as he watched Lucius looking down on him with such pride.

“Good job, my Love.” He whispered. “Come on now, up.” He guided Harry off his cock entirely. “Was that alright?” He asked.

“Yeah.” Harry answered, blinking a few times at the state of his throat. He coughed and tried again. “Yeah, it was fine.”

Lucius chuckled. “The raspiness is normal, I am a bit larger than average. Do you still want to finish? After something like that, some people don’t. That takes a lot of trust, I know. I’ve done it myself.”

Harry grinned. “Oh, I’m going to finish.” He declared, and took Lucius back into his mouth.

Lucius was quite unprepared for Harry using his new ability to deep-throat against him immediately, but that’s exactly what Harry did.

Lucius buried his fingers in Harry’s hair for stability and just held on, thanking all the powers that be for impetuous Gryffindor lovers and their tendency to jump into new experiences with both feet.
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