Unexpected Love | By : DeirdraDomain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 29039 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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The holidays were approaching and Lucius had been at the castle about three weeks. When he had originally gone there, he hadn’t expected to, not only find out who had written him such a deep letter, but find someone to spend the rest of his life with. Not only did he find Harry, but he discovered love of a different kind with his son as well and he couldn’t be happier. The only thing left to do was plan Christmas together at Malfoy Manor.
The three of them were sitting in the boys’ room, Draco and Harry laying on their stomachs on the bed while writing essays and doing other schoolwork and Lucius sitting on the couch in front of the fire reading. It had been another long day of classes for Draco and Harry, but all Lucius had done all day was sit around and, actually, do nothing. Sure, he corresponded with his lawyers and business partners, he still had investments, but most of the time he was merely reading to pass the time.
He was currently sitting there, contemplating how he was going to bring the holidays up, when Harry did it for him, “So, are we staying here or going to the Manor for Christmas?” he asked while he chewed on the end of his quill.
Draco snorted with amusement and answered him without looking up from his Transfiguration, “Only you, Scarhead, would assume without asking that, not only are we all spending the holidays together, but that you’re invited to the Manor.”
Lucius’ head snapped up at his son’s words, wondering how Harry was going to take what had been said.
“Well, excuse me for thinking my lovers would want to spend Christmas with me,” Harry said in a hurt voice, “I guess I was wrong.”
The honorary Slytherin slowly got up from the bed and left the room with Draco calling after him, “Harry, you know I didn’t mean it like that!”
The young blond sighed in frustration and rubbed his hand over his face while his father watched him. Lucius was a little concerned about Harry’s reaction, but he was a little more upset with how Draco had handled it.
“Why did you say such a thing to him?” he asked curiously.
“I honestly have no idea, Father. Usually things like that said between us are brushed aside as a joke. I didn’t actually think he would take me seriously,” Draco said regretfully.
“Well, there must be a reason he did,” Lucius snapped. “You should go apologize to him.”
Draco looked at him incredulously, “If I go after him, it will make it worse. Trust me, I know him better than you do.”
“Fine,” Lucius said through clenched teeth, “I’ll go.”
Lucius swept out of the room, missing the anguished look on Draco’s face, and went to find Harry. He eventually found the boy sitting on a window ledge in the Astronomy Tower with his knees pulled up to his chest as he looked up at the night sky. The blond man approached him quietly, making just enough noise as to not startle him. He reached his hand out and touched Harry’s shoulder; causing the young man to turn around to face him, then launch himself into Lucius’ arms.
“Merlin, Harry, what’s wrong?” Lucius asked worriedly.
Harry sniffed and Lucius could tell he was crying. Finally, the green-eyed young man pulled himself together enough to answer, “I’ve never had a loving Christmas. In fact, I’ve never had a normal Christmas; you know with family or a lover.” He looked up into silver-grey eyes and smiled a little, “Well, lovers. Anyway, the only thing that’s come close to a normal Christmas have been here with friends. Or when Sirius was still alive, we spent Christmas at Grimmauld Place with him and the Weasleys. I never had a family Christmas,” he finished in a whisper.
“I’m not sure I understand, love,” the blond said quietly, as he held Harry close and petted his hair.
“Well, you see, when I was younger, before Hogwarts, I would get locked away most of Christmas Day and only let out long enough to cook, clean, and watch my fat cousin open his presents. They would make me watch him. They would never give me anything, if I was lucky. If I wasn’t, I would get a beating or something worthless like a smelly sock, some tissue paper, a hanger; all of which were some of the presents I’ve received for Christmas since coming to school, mind you.”
Harry took a breath, refusing to look up and see the pity in those gorgeous eyes as he continued, “I used to have friends. Last year was the last year I had with the Weasleys as my ‘family’; they’ve all abandoned me now. And until Blaise and Draco came along, I thought I would have to be alone for the rest of my life. I finally admitted to not only myself, but you, that I love you. I found Draco as well, of course admitting to myself that I was in love with him as well took more than it did when I realized I loved you, but now I feel like at any moment it can, and will, fall apart. Nothing ever goes right for me and I’m afraid I’ll either wake up and this will have all been a dream, or I’ll lose you. Both of you.”
“Oh, my love, you won’t lose us. Draco didn’t realize you wouldn’t see it as a joke, love,” Lucius said soothingly as Harry snuggled closer.
“I just wanted a normal, family Christmas,” Harry whispered in a tearful, broken voice.
Lucius’ heart broke a little when he heard those words slip from his love’s mouth and at that moment he really wanted to kill his son. He knew that Draco wasn’t really aware of what he had been implying, let alone that what he said wouldn’t be seen as a joke, but Merlin! The boy should have learned by now that, even though Harry was a strong person, there were things in his past that he still hadn’t gotten over, things that he never would get over. With a sigh, Lucius held him closer and carried him back to their room.
Draco had been sitting there feeling guilty about what he had said when his father walked in carrying Harry. “Oh my Gods, is he okay?” he asked fearfully.
Lucius nodded and sat on the couch, Harry settled in his lap, “He’s fine, emotionally drained, but not injured.”
The younger Malfoy ran over to them and practically threw himself at Harry, crying, “Harry, love, I’m so sorry I said that. I didn’t even realize what I was saying. Oh Gods, if I lost you it would kill me. Please, please say you’ll forgive me.” Draco clung to Harry and buried his face in the honorary Slytherin neck as he whispered brokenly, “Please don’t leave me.”
Lucius’ heart broke a little more and he sighed, hoping for once that his son had learned the lesson to think before he spoke. Harry slowly lifted his head from where it was resting on the older man’s shoulder, blinked slowly, looked to Draco with sad, confused eyes, and sniffed.
“What the bloody hell do you mean, don’t leave you?”
“Oh Gods, I knew you wouldn’t want to be with me anymore after what I said. Don’t worry, I’ll clear out so you and Father can be alone,” Draco said, as tears began to form in his eyes.
The older man couldn’t help but bite back a smile at how dramatic his son was being, regardless of how serious the situation was.
“You fucking prat, I’m not leaving you! I thought the two of you would leave me and that you didn’t want me at your house because you didn’t plan on staying with me. Like the two of you were using me to get what you wanted and that Christmas was out of the question. It’s a time for families and I thought you didn’t consider me part of yours…” Harry finished softly.
“Fuck, I really need to think before I speak,” Draco said with a weak smile.
“Yes, you do,” Lucius and Harry said at the same time, which caused the two of them to laugh and Draco to scowl. It was one thing for him to point out his own faults, but it was something entirely different when other people did it. It was like the ‘you can’t hit my brother, that’s my job’ syndrome that all older siblings seemed to possess.
“Shut up,” Draco mumbled.
Harry, who had somehow managed to end up straddling Lucius, leaned in to laugh and bury his face in the older man’s neck, but found the expanse of flesh to tempting to just lay there. He licked and nibbled, causing Lucius to moan softly, getting Draco’s attention. The younger blond adjusted his rapidly hardening cock and licked his lips as Harry continued to drive Lucius mad with his mouth.
“Don’t I get some?” Draco asked petulantly.
Harry looked up from his task and smirked at his other lover, “What do you want, baby?”
Lucius watched the two of them through lust-filled eyes as Draco licked his lips, “I want your cock inside me.”
The honorary Slytherin crawled out of Lucius’ lap and pulled Draco to him, “I think that can be arranged. How badly do you want it?” Harry asked as he grabbed Draco’s cloth covered erection and squeezed while he nibbled his ear.
The younger blonde closed his eyes and groaned, “Badly.”
Harry pulled Draco up into a kneeling position facing Lucius on the couch then got behind him, pressing his chest flush against Draco’s back while gazing at Lucius over Draco’s shoulder, “Will you do anything to you get what you want?”
“Oh Gods, yes,” Draco breathed.
The older blond started to rub himself through his trousers as Harry ground into Draco’s arse. “Good. Take off your clothes and get on your hands and knees in front of me,” Harry said to Draco.
Draco quickly stripped out of his clothing and did as Harry said. The dark-haired boy stared at his naked body hungrily as he licked his lips.
“Spread your legs wide, baby. Show me what a slut you can be,” Harry said huskily.
Lucius groaned at Harry’s words and watched his son spread his legs as wide as he could on the couch, raising his arse in the air, “Gods, that’s hot.”
“Mmm,” Harry said as he ran a single finger down Draco’s crease, causing him to keen and push back against the light touch. “Such a good little wanton slut, aren’t you?”
“Please,” the younger blond moaned.
Harry looked over Draco and locked eyes with Lucius, who had, by that time, pulled his cock out and started fisting it slowly, “Like what you see, love?”
The older man nodded and gulped, his hand continuing the slow, teasing pace.
Draco leaned back into Harry’s hands, which were caressing his arse and back, ghosting over his entrance and down over the backs of his thighs.
“Tell me what you want, baby. Daddy wants to hear those nasty, dirty words coming out of your mouth, don’t you Lucius?” Harry said, as he looked into the silver-grey eyes of his older lover.
Lucius simply nodded, too turned on by Harry’s words to do much more than moan.
“I want your hard cock to slide into my tight hole. I want you to fuck me so hard I scream, while Father fucks my mouth,” Draco moaned.
Harry smirked and smacked his arse, “Call him ‘Daddy’, love. It’s such a turn on when you moan ‘Daddy’ like a Knockturn Alley whore.”
Lucius groaned again at his words. Harry slid his finger down Draco’s crack again, lingering at his entrance and just barely pressing in, teasing him.
Draco moaned, “Please.”
“Please what, baby?” Harry said, as he lightened the pressure of his finger on the blond’s hole.
Draco looked up at his father, “Please, Daddy, can I suck your cock?”
The older man’s breath hitched and he nodded, giving Draco the incentive needed to move forward and lower his mouth over his father’s erection. Lucius’ head fell back onto the couch as Harry smirked, his own head lowering to his task.
At the first feeling of Harry’s tongue on his entrance, Draco moaned around the cock in his mouth and bucked back. Harry spread the blond’s cheeks wider and dove in, licking, sucking and nibbling for all he was worth. Lucius had his hands tangled in Draco’s hair as the younger man moved his mouth on and off of the older blond’s cock. When Harry’s tongue pierced his entrance, Draco’s head snapped up and he moaned, arching his back.
Lucius watched, petting Draco’s hair, as Harry reduced the young man to a boneless heap with his tongue. Draco was moaning and pressing back into Harry’s tongue, his face twisted in ecstasy and his back arched, his cock bobbing and dripping between his legs. The honorary Slytherin brought the Slytherin Prince to climax with just his tongue. Draco’s cock hadn’t been touched the entire time and it was still the biggest orgasm he’d had in quite a while.
As Draco calmed his heart rate and got his breathing back to normal, Harry and Lucius both stripped naked and positioned themselves at either end of the blond. Harry’s finger found Draco’s entrance once more and pressed in, brushing lightly against the bundle of nerves known as his prostate. Draco pushed back, ready for more.
“Please,” he said weakly.
“Still want to be fucked from both ends, slut?” Harry said huskily.
“Unh,” was all the blond could get out as Harry added another finger to his tight hole.
Harry smirked and leaned over Draco’s back, “Do you want it rough, baby? Do you want me to plunder your tight little hole right now? Want me to fuck you hard while Daddy watches?”
“Oh Gods, fuck me, Harry.”
“That’s what I thought,” Harry said, as he pulled back and quickly slicked his erection, then shoved all the way into the blond in one smooth thrust.
Draco cried out in pleasured pain as he felt his arse being breached roughly, the way he liked it. He knew he would be very sore, and most likely a little torn up, but he couldn’t care less because the burn felt so fucking good. He moaned loudly as Harry started pounding into him immediately, not waiting for him to adjust to being filled. Lucius watched the scene with lust-filled fascination, finally understanding what Severus had meant when he said that it was usually Draco in the position he caught Harry in that night three weeks ago.
“Is this what you wanted?” Harry ground out, as he plunged into Draco again. “Do you like being my whore? Our whore?”
“Yes,” Draco moaned as he pushed back to meet Harry’s thrusts.
Harry had a firm grip on the blond’s hips and was pulling him back every time he thrust in. Lucius had taken up stroking himself once more and was quickly approaching release when green eyes looked at him intensely.
“Tell Daddy what you want again, baby,” Harry said to Draco as he watched Lucius.
“I want him to fuck my face,” the blond moaned, as he looked up at his father from his kneeling position.
Lucius licked his lips and looked to Harry, who nodded at him, “Tell Daddy what you want to do to him, Dragon,” Lucius choked out.
Draco moaned again, “I want to lick and suck your cock, Daddy. I want you to fuck my mouth then cum on my face while Harry fucks me like the whore I am.”
Both men groaned at his words as Lucius kneeled up in front of his son, holding his cock out to him. Draco licked the head of the cock in front of his face as Lucius slowly stroked himself. The pink tongue flickered over the slit making Lucius moan and thrust his hips forward.
“Please, Daddy,” Draco said, then opened his mouth wide and looked up at his father lustily.
Lucius thrust his cock in and began to fuck Draco’s mouth in earnest. He threw his head back as his fingers tangled in the soft blond hair and moaned.
Harry watched this all, his thrusts never slowing, “Fuck, that’s hot.”
Draco was moaning and keening, his cock hard again and still untouched, as he was pounded into from both ends. He looked up at his father as the cock was removed from his mouth. Lucius was fisting himself furiously, aiming his cock at Draco’s face. The young man opened his mouth wide and tilted his head up, watching the look of pleasure on his father’s face.
The honorary Slytherin licked his lips and thrust into Draco harder, “Tell him, whore.”
“Please, Daddy. I want to feel your cum on my face, taste it on my tongue. You taste so good,” he moaned.
“Gods, Draco,” Lucius said as he climaxed, his seed shooting onto his son’s face and tongue, causing the boy to moan loudly.
Draco’s back arched more as Harry pounded into him harder, “You like that, slut? I bet you do. Scream for me,” Harry said as he viciously pounded into him, surely tearing something, “Beg me to fuck you harder.”
“Unh, harder. Please, Harry, fuck me harder. I want you to fill me up with your cum,” Draco practically shouted.
True, he was in pain, but he was loving every minute of it. He was so in control all the time and he loved to just let go and have someone control him. It felt amazing to act the whore for Harry, something he always enjoyed when the honorary Slytherin would let him. And now his father had been part of it as well, which made him enjoy it even more.
“Fuck yes, bitch. Your arse is mine to fuck. Such a good little whore, you are. Begging me to fuck you, begging Daddy to cum all over your face. That’s right, baby, such a good little slut,” Harry said mindlessly, as he fucked Draco into the couch.
“’m your whore, yes. Gods, yes. Love being your whore, Harry. So good,” Draco moaned.
“Cum for me, slut.”
Draco arched his back; his eyes screwed shut, and came all over the cushion under him, just like Harry ordered him to. His body shook with the force of his second orgasm but he didn’t collapse. Harry shoved his face into the couch, lifted his arse higher, and continued to fuck him. One, two, three hard thrusts later, Harry was emptying himself into Draco’s hole as he roared the blond’s name. He collapsed onto the sweaty blond’s back, panting and licking his lips.
Lucius blinked and shook his head, hardly able to believe what had just happened, “Holy fucking shit. I never thought I would ever witness, let alone take part in, something like that.”
Draco chuckled and lifted his head, turning to give Harry a kiss on his lips before speaking to his father, “Yes, well, we don’t do that often, but when we do, it’s intense.”
Harry grunted his agreement, then shifted to the side and pulled himself out of Draco with a pop, causing the blond to wince in pain.
“Fuck, did I hurt you, baby?” Harry asked fearfully. He may have liked it when he was doing it, and he may like it every other time they do something like that, but he never would have been that rough if he had known it was going to hurt his lover.
“I’m fine, Harry,” Draco said as he pulled himself up, wincing louder and reaching behind himself to where Harry’s seed was dripping out of him. When he looked at his hand, cum wasn’t the only thing on it. Both Lucius and Harry noticed.
“Sweet fucking Merlin, you’re bleeding! I really did rip you open! Shit!” Harry said panicked.
Were it any other situation, Lucius would have laughed at Harry’s comment. Draco rolled his eyes and sighed, “You did as I asked, nothing more. Don’t worry about it.”
“Fuck that, I’m calling Sev,” Harry said as he got off the couch and went to the fireplace to floo the Potions Master and ask him to bring some healing potions and salve.
They were cleaned up and wearing bath robes when Severus knocked on the door. He walked in and wrinkled his nose, “Ye Gods, it reeks of sex in here. What did you do, have a fucking marathon?”
“Er, no. Did you bring the stuff?” Harry asked.
Severus glared at him and shook his head, “Of course I brought the ‘stuff’, you impudent whelp. Who do you take me for?”
Lucius snickered and Severus shot him a glare, but it had no effect on the blond. Severus walked into the room further and eyed Draco, who seemed to be the only one not trying his patience so far.
“Well? I assume it got a little rougher than usual this time?” Draco nodded and Severus sighed then held out the potions and salve, “You know what to do. And for fuck’s sake, be a little more careful with my godson’s arse, would you, Potter? I would hate to have to kill you for hurting him.”
Draco smirked, while Harry glared and Lucius outright laughed at the satisfied look on his friend’s face. Severus left with a scowl, slamming the door behind him. Draco drank all the potions and applied the salve, then they all sat back down on the couch to talk.
“We leave for the Manor after your last class on Friday in two weeks,” Lucius told the boys.
Harry beamed at him, “Thank you, Luce.”
“Did you actually think we wouldn’t invite you? Please, we would have dragged you along had you said no,” Draco said haughtily, falling back into Slytherin Prince Mode and out of Knockturn Alley Whore Mode.
Lucius shook his head at the ease in which his son changed personalities, “After the holidays, I think it would be better if I didn’t return to the castle with you. It wouldn’t truly be proper for me to room here with the two of you because I have no business here. I’m not a professor and I’m obviously not a student. So, the two of you will come back without me and we’ll visit as much as possible on weekends and holidays between now and summer.”
Harry bit his lip and lowered his eyes, “What happens when we graduate?” he asked in a whisper.
Draco pulled him close and kissed the top of his head, “You and I move into the Manor and lounge around all day, fuck all night, and generally have a grand old time.”
“Really?”
Lucius smirked, “Really. That is, if you want to move in with us.”
Harry blinked, “Like I would say no to lounging around all day.”
Draco raised a brow, “And fucking all night?”
A snort, “That goes without saying, Malfoy.”
“Your arse is mine, Potter,” he sneered.
The older man blinked, “Both of your arses are mine, and we’ll leave it at that, shall we?” At their nods, he spoke again, “Good.”
Eventually, Lucius went back to his reading and the boys finished their schoolwork. They decided to go for a walk because Lucius had a little bit of business correspondence to take care of. Draco and Harry wandered down to Severus’ office and, as per usual, entered without knocking.
Severus had Blaise bent over his desk and was thrusting into him while they both moaned. His hand reached around to stroke his young lover’s cock and they both came simultaneously as they cried each other’s names. Draco and Harry just smirked and watched them, waiting for Severus and Blaise to notice they were there.
“Enjoy the show?” Severus asked them, without looking up from where he had collapsed onto Blaise’s back.
Blaise snorted, “I don’t see why they wouldn’t have.”
“It was quite interesting, though nowhere near as interesting as what we did in our rooms not an hour ago,” Draco said amusedly.
“Mmm, that was very good, wasn’t it?” Harry said conversationally.
Blaise raised a brow and looked at them, “Had one of your power trips, Potter?”
Harry flushed and narrowed his eyes, “He asked for it.”
“I did, and I got what I asked for. Father had fun, too, you know,” Draco said with a smirk.
“Don’t you mean ‘Daddy’?” Harry asked with a snicker.
Severus and Blaise exchanged a look of bemusement as the two continued to bicker and laugh.
“If you two are quite finished,” Severus said, and waited until he got their attention, “Was there something you needed?”
“Er, no. We were bored. Luce had some business stuff to take care of and kicked us out so he could concentrate. We decided you deserved our presence,” Harry said, acting quite the Malfoy.
Draco smirked at his lover. Blaise gave him an amused look and Severus snorted, “What have I done to deserve your presence? I don’t remember kicking any puppies or killing any babies recently.”
Blaise snickered as Draco narrowed his eyes, “I resent that implication, Severus.”
“Yes, the only thing you’ve done was fuck a student over your desk like a good professor,” Harry added with a smirk.
“You’re not too old to take over my knee, Potter,” Severus sneered.
“Oooh, baby, I’ve been bad and I need a spanking.”
Draco snickered for a moment, then realized Harry had just flirted with Severus, “Hey, I thought I told you that your arse is mine.”
Blaise smirked, “And Sev’s is mine, so you’ll have to get Draco to spank you for being bad. Better yet, why don’t you have ‘Daddy’ spank you for being a bad boy.”
Harry thought on that for a moment, “Hey, that’s not a bad idea…” he said, before running out the door and back to his rooms.
“Damn it, now look what you’ve done!” Draco yelled in mock anger, then ran after his lover, leaving two very amused Slytherins. Two amused, naked and aroused Slytherins, alone in the office.
“Well, that was an interesting conversation,” Severus said as he mouthed kisses along Blaise’s shoulder.
“Mmm, and the imagery that went along with it,” Blaise answered.
“Perhaps we should try that spanking thing out,” Severus said as he fingered Blaise’s entrance, moving his finger in and out slowly as he pressed more kisses to his shoulder.
“Sounds good,” Blaise said, then moaned, “More.”
Another finger added, “Like that?”
“Mmm, but I think I’ve been bad,” the younger man said with a smirk.
“So you have,” Severus said, as he pulled back and swatted the boy’s arse. Blaise moaned and pressed his renewed erection into the desk while Severus continued to spank him. “I think I’m liking this idea more now that I have a little practical experience.”
“Me, too, I think I’ll be bad more often,” Blaise said with a moan.
“Gods, I hope so,” Severus said as he spanked him harder.
“Fuck me.”
“My pleasure.”
Severus and Blaise never made it down to dinner. Lucius, Draco and Harry didn’t either. All of them were too busy exploring the wonderful world of spanking as foreplay. A few “Please, Daddy!”s may have been uttered as well, though none of them from Draco. All in all, it was an eventful night in the dungeons of Hogwarts. Good thing every room has a Silencing charm.
Up in Gryffindor Tower, Hermione, Ginny and Ron were discussing Harry and his behaviour. They were getting a little worried about their ‘friend’, never mind that they had been the ones to forget about him. The three of them were determined to get him back, to change things that were wrong, and they began to plan what they would do over Christmas break. Hermione would be going to the Burrow with Ron and Ginny; they would plan everything out while they were there.
To be continued...
Gods, I know it's been so fucking long since I posted, and way off schedule as well, but I started school last Monday (Yay Cosmetology! Whoo! Heh.) and I literally have no time for myself. I haven't even been reading fic, let alone worling on my own. I get up every morning at 6:30, shower, get out of the house by 7:45, make it to school (an hour away) by 9am, stand on my feet all day learning to cut hair, leave at 4pm, drive another hour, and try not to pass the fuck out. I swear to you, if breathing weren't a natural thing my body did without thinking about it, I would be dead because I have no time to think. Anyhow, I still haven't finished chapter twelve, but I'll try to work on it this weekend. I'll also try to finish the damn story this weekend. Lol. I'm definitely going to go back to posting once a week, on Fridays. So, beginning next Friday, the 14th, there will be a chapter up every week. I know you guys must hate me right now for not posting in about two weeks, maybe more, but RL showed up and started kicking my ass. Forgive me. Review if you like it, even if you don't.
Your ever present, devoted author,
Deirdra.
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