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Warnings: Not for the light hearted and those who can't appreciate a good Fanfiction. xoxoxoxoxoxo Saaaah kawaiii~~~~
One sunny evening Lucius Malfoy sauntered over to his son Draco Malfoy's house. In his previous visit he had accidently beaten one of his son's most expensive and prestigious house elves – well as prestigious as house elves come, to death. So because of what Lucius deemed as a unavoidable tragedy, he had come to give Draco the bill for the expensive house elf. Lucius knocked on the door, but upon receiving no reply he walked right into Draco's house, his silver cane tapping against the marble floors. When he reached the dark wooden table that sat in the middle of the dining room, he began hearing suspicious noises a few rooms down.
Walking down the large and well-kept hall, he stumbled across a sight he was not likely to forget in his lifetime. In his vision was Draco talking through a two-way mirror to his body guard Crabbe while furiously masturbating. Apparently Draco had not noticed the presence of his startled father who was standing shock-still in the doorway as he kept on masturbating. Lucius strode into the room, furious, intending to knock the mirror out of Draco's hand.
Though on the way to remove the mirror, he unfortunately tripped on an uneven piece of flooring falling into an extremely awkward position onto an exceptionally shocked Draco. Regrettably Lucius's pants and undergarments we're stripped off in the process of falling and his member slipped into Draco's rim.
Draco yelled in surprise and pleasure as his father's member slithered like a snake into his unprepared and tight behind. Lucius was about to pull out as quickly as his body allowed, but then realised he was stuck in position. "WHAT THE DEATH EATER IS THIS?" Lucius screamed in horror.
Draco looked into his father's eyes passionately but also with a tinge of fear, "I-I-I had cast sticking charm on my buttocks because I had explosive diarrhoea and was trying to keep it in! I didn't intend for such a thing to happen father! It will take a whole hour before this wears off!"
Lucius stared at his son in horror, realizing he had dropped his wand on the other side of the room. "UNBIND THIS SPELL THIS INSTANT!" He screeched like a Hungarian Horntail.
"But father," Draco squealed like a Howler, "My wand is being serviced at Ollivander's!"
Both father and son stared at each other, becoming more desperate. Lucius began to tug and struggle away from his beloved son, but to no avail. Draco began to moan involuntarily as his father's member pumped in and out of his rim. Lucius started down at his son's face intently, his cheeks turning pink at the tight and pulling sensations he experienced in his member.
As he struggled some more, he began to find his hips involuntarily moving into the warm sensations. Lucius's mind protested at the thought of what he was doing, and it sent shivers down his spine when he thought about the possible repercussion of this going public. The purebloods already had a most unfortunate – and definitely untrue history of incest and this escalate such rumours.
Both father and son groaned in regret and pleasure as Lucius finished mining Draco's cave. The sticking charm began to loosen as Lucius slithered out. Walking to his wand, he conjured some pants for the both of them and spoke the words, "Never breathe a word to your mother," and walked off with his nose pointing in the air, leaving Draco in a mess.