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The Tale of One Harry Potter and Lucius Malfoy	By : zeldaofarel Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 27842 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Chapter 8: Making Love is Quite an Art
In the following weeks Lucius became an integral part of His Master's routine. He woke him up early in the morning, sometimes taking care of the young man's morning wood with his skilled lips. He didn't mind the task, as he liked pleasuring the beautiful body before him. Lord Potter enjoyed the attention as well and he often praised Lucius for his skills.
Good boy, Lucius.
He did everything the rest of the day as he was instructed, though sometimes during the meetings he would hold interesting conversations with Lady Karolyi. He learned that she wasn't part of any of the efforts to take Voldemort down. The only reason why she lived in the house was because of her partner, Kathleen. She seemed to enjoy her relationship with the other woman. She confessed that although she liked men as well, she never had a lasting relationship with any of them. That lead to a conversation about sexual orientations and they happily compared the Wizarding World's liberal stance on the issue with the Muggles' conservative one.
He never discussed what he saw that night with either member of the trio. They didn't show any sort of affection towards one another and thus Lucius assumed that their relationship was one of convenience and not real care. Especially in wars such things often happened as people made unlikely allies. People did have needs and since they had to stay indoors most of the time, they couldn't go out to take care of them. Lucius thought that these were probably the reasons for their relationship.
The evening always brought a different form of pleasure to Lucius. Sometimes His Lord was too tired to need more than a blow-job, but other times he found himself tied to the bed, or hanging from the chain, or just sloshing in the bathtub, his hands free to roam the young man's body. He found he couldn't get enough of the beauty that was Harry Potter.
A part of his mind sometimes rebelled against his position. It suspiciously sounded like his father.
A Malfoy is no one's servant!
A Malfoy doesn't bow!
A Malfoy never submits!
Yes father, and who took me to Voldemort in the first place?
That always shut that voice up.
Life for Lucius was simple and comfortable. One night he lay waiting for His Master's call in nothing but a robe, already anticipating the night's acitivities. He realised that after the many years of being the head of the Malfoy family, it was nice to just relax and leave the command in someone else's hands. That was when he felt the pull and he happily got out of the bed and made his way towards the grand bedroom.
He undressed Potter as usual and then joined him in the tub. He frowned a bit as he sat behind the young man, massaging the tense muscles on his back. The green eyes didn't hold the confidence they usually did and he was strangely silent as well. Lucius went through the events of the day in his mind and he recalled that everything went on as normal until the meeting in the late afternoon. Now that he thought about it, His Master was behaving strangely through dinner as well. Thus something must have happened during the meeting!
Something made him ... sad.
Lucius wondered what it was, but he was determined to bring some relief to the young man before him. After getting rid of the tenseness in his back, his touches became smoother, more comforting. His Lord just let him touch him, but after a while he seemed to realise what Lucius was doing and turned around sharply with a questioning gaze. The blond man gave him a hesitant smile. His Master's features softened at this and he stood up from the tub, getting out. Lucius followed him and took one of the fluffy towels to dry him. This time Lord Potter didn't leave until he dried himself with his own towel, but watched him do it and then took his hand to lead the older man to his bedroom.
At that point Lucius understood that tonight would be different from the usual fucking. It would rather be something gentler, more intimate and Lucius was infinitely happy that he could share it with His Lord. He obliged as Lord Potter pushed him onto the bed into a sitting position and then in an instant he had a lap full of Harry. What really caught the older man by surprise were the lips that descended onto his own. His eyes fell closed and he savoured the taste of His Lord. He had never been touched like that before and he never would have dared to hope. He couldn't help the moan that escaped, but it didn't seem to disturb the man above him. Then the sweet pressure disappeared and he was pushed onto his back. The green eyes took his body in and then the calloused hands were all over him, caressing and teasing.
Lucius was mindless with pleasure. It had never been so good. He was already fully erect and wanting. Then he was let up and His Master also fully climbed onto the bed. He lay down in the middle of it, and opened his arms in invitation. Lucius' eyes widened at the offer and he didn't hesitate to shower the perfect torso in front of him with kisses. When he was pulled up by his hair, he thought he had done something wrong and cringed at the moment of tenderness disappearing, but instead he was pulled to Harry's lips and he felt them give control to him. He was mesmerised at the wonderful feeling of freely savouring those lips on his own terms. Harry moaned and Lucius could feel his hardness pressing onto his own. He trailed his mouth down, licking at the neck, the shoulder, gently teasing with his teeth, taking care not to bite. Meanwhile, his skilled hand tugged at the young man's erection, slowly bringing it to full force. Then he reached over to the nightstand and got the lubricant, reluctantly allowing his lips to leave the body under him. However, the minute he lubricated his fingers and reached behind him with his left hand, his right was back supporting his body over the man and his lips were working at getting more moans out of Harry. Soon he was pushing three fingers inside himself, as his hole was seeing so much action, it didn't take much anymore to get it loose. He looked down and the man didn't show any inclination of changing his position, therefore Lucius decided to kneel over him and impale himself. He was looking into the other man's eyes as he was slowly allowing himself to sit on the hard manhood. When he took the whole length in, he was still locked into those green orbs. For many seconds, they were just staring at each other, until Lucius felt he had to move. Then he leaned forward, pulling himself up and then slowly went back down. They both knew from their still locked gazes that the pace was frustrating to them both, but they also knew that this moment had to be dragged on. However, after many long minutes, Lucius knew that he just had to move faster. That was when Harry's hands found their way to his ass too and he urged the older man to move. Soon they were slapping against each other and all too soon, Lucius was coating Harry's abdomen with his cum, while the young man filled him with his own.
Lucius reluctantly got off and made a move to gather his robe, as usually their coming signalled the end of the night. However, it was not so that night.
"Stay," was all His Master said, yet his arms, wide for him once more spoke so much more.
Lucius almost flew into those waiting arms and lay next to His Lord. Potter spelled them clean first with his wand, then put it down and pulled the covers over them. Surprisingly, Lucius found Harry cuddling to his side, his head pillowing on the broad chest. The blond man slowly slipped his arms around the smaller frame, expecting to be reprimanded at any time. However, he was not. Lucius still couldn't help but wonder at what had transpired.
Harry must have known what Lucius was thinking, as sleepily he just spoke one sentence: "Death Eaters raided that home of the Weasleys. No one survived."
In a few minutes, Harry Potter was softly snoring in his arms. Lucius knew that once the young man had been close to the red-haired family. He never particularly liked them, the whole bunch was too Gryffindor for him. Also, they were never even mentioned in the household, therefore he assumed that at some point their ways have parted. Still, their loss must have hurt.
That was when Lucius remembered. The night was perfect for it. He had never thought of taking any precautions, but he knew that the nights were not good for it. Fucking just wouldn't do. His kind just needed more. Tonight was perfect tough. It was even a full moon that could heighten the chances all the more. He didn't know if it did happen, if he was be glad or not in case it did. He should have warned His Master about the possibility. Maybe he should. Tomorrow.
To be continued...
- 7
- 8
- 9
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