This is a one shot with Lucius and Harry.

Harry looked nervously around him, his dazzling green eyes filled to the brim with fear.

"Please, don't hurt me! I am so sorry for killing Draco! I didn't to!"

Lucius glared at Harry with contempt in his cold eyes, and then reached inside his voluminous black robes for his wand. "You treacherous worm! I swear I will make you pay for the damage you have done to my family! What about my fucking bloodline!"

Harry curled up in a ball on the stone cold floor of the Malfoy Manor. With racking sobs seeping from his body, he tensed in preparation of the crucius curse. Lucius paused as his mind remembered all the events that had caused this scene to take place.

First there was Draco's dead body, in the slytherin common room of all places. And then Lucius's horrified eyes saw Harry, a self satisfied smirk on his face. "What did you do boy!" He had roared at Harry. Harry had simply laughed, and squealed out "he has gotten in my way for the last time!" After that, Lucius had simply lost it. He grabbed Harry viciously by the arm, and tossed floo powder into the common room fireplace, hissing "Malfoy Manor.

Harry's frame of mind had started to change by then. He tried to tell Lucius that Draco had just tried to put the Avada Kedavra curse on him, and he had just gotten to his wand quicker. But he knew he wanted Draco dead.

With Lucius pulling on him, with a feral look in his eyes, Harry started to quiver with fear. Lucius had loved that, and relished in the reaction he was causing in the moronic young lad, that his master wanted dead anyway.

By the time that Lucius had thrown Harry carelessly down on the floor, Harry was in tears, for he knew what to expect from a pissed off death eater. Especially one that had taken his wand away from him, and had a good reason to be pissed.

Lucius had his wand raised, the crucius curse on his tongue, ready to be spat in disgust at the boy. But when he looked at his slender shivering form, he thought of a form of torture, that maybe would be rather fun for him. With wand raised, he didn't utter the dreaded crucius curse. Rather, he snarled "Take off your clothes."

Harry was terrified, but he obeyed.

Lucius got on his knees, beside the boy. He reached over and tilted his chin slightly. Harry had magnificent green eyes, and a handsome jawline that matched the gods of ancient Greece. He had the exquisite chiseled body that seemed to scream touch me. Harry now not only had the scared look in his eyes, he also had confusion clouded over with lust.

Lucius stared at Harry's dusty pink nipples, and his treasure line leading to a treasure that was sweeter than most that lied in the Manor.

Lucius pulled off his robes, with a sick sadistic look in his eyes that spelled something that Harry feared, and yet craved.

When Harry saw the older man's sculpted body, his boxer shorts stood embarrassingly to attention.

Lucius noticed the boy's reaction and seductively pulled off his pants and boxers, showing a bulging erection, ready to be used for his sick intentions. Lucius stepped back over to the boy and pulled of his boxer shorts, and quickly tied him up to a chair that was sitting near by. Lucius looked deep into Harry's eyes, and going to his legs, ran his velvet tongue down one silky leg, prickled with the hairs of manhood.

Harry shuddered and sighed at the sensation, and immediately felt ashamed at his feelings. "You fucking faggot, why are you doing this to me!" Lucius ran his gentle fingers over Harry's convulsing stomach, making him relax under his touch, against his will.

"Because you need to be punished, bastard." Lucius replied in a heated icy voice. He sat on Harry's lap, crushing him under his weight, and started kissing his neck, all the while making Harry squirm in fear and lust. He was not going to stop this type of torture until he cried for another.

Leaving a trail of little bites, Lucius leaned down and started heatedly sucking one innocent pink nipple, wetting it with his hot tongue, and making Harry moan in delight. Sucking on the fresh salty sweat of his flat stomach, Lucius made his way to Harry's throbbing cock. Now he was on his knees, gently stroking Harry's eager length. Harry was now screaming for Lucius to end this torture, to just make him come and get it over with.

"Take me now, take me now, I can't stand it anymore!" Harry cried with urgency in his voice.

Lucius simply grinned sadisticly and continued his maddenly erotic, but ineffective stroking. Stopping suddenly, he just started licking in sensitive insides of Harry's thighs, while reminding Harry of what he had done.

"You killed him, and now, you will pay for it, and feel what I felt. So close to having him, but never close enough."

Abruptly, Lucius slapped Harry's cheek, and with his other hand, he ran his nails down his chest, scratching his nipples. Harry gasped with the sensation of pain and pleasure mixed.

Lucius stood up, and took a step back to look at the boy. There he was, sweaty, gasping, his cock throbbing in urgency and panic. With another slow, twisted smile, he untied Harry and threw him back down on the floor, stretched out and helpless in his urgency.

"Accio whip!" cried out Lucius much to the delight and shock of Harry. "I want you to count boy" Lucius smirked in that same sadistic matter he had been executing the whole torture in. Pulling his arm back, he brought down the whip with a sickening blood drawing crack across Harry's back.

"One" Harry moaned

Another crack, followed by a manical smile.

"Two"

Lucius laughed with this one, and brought it down on his creamy white ass.

"Three"

This went on until Harry reached the count of 20, and then Lucius stopped much to Harry's suprise. He thought Lucius would have kept on going till he died, in the arms of ecstasy.

But no. Lucius got down on his knees, and snarled "Have you had enough boy? Get on to you're hands and knees!"

Harry did so with a moan and a bit of a struggle, for he was aching with pleasure and pain.

Lucius crawled over to him, and then proceded to lick off all of the dripping blood off of his back, and then make his way down to his bottom and his blood soaked thighs. Harry sighed with this, his magical tongue that seemed to make the pain go away. Harry smiled to himself. The torturer was becoming the tortured, with his gorgeous body?

Harry's thought was abruptly changed as he felt Lucius put his muscled arms on either side of his body and start driving his huge cock into his ass with demonic drive. Harry moaned with the pain, and dug his hands into the concrete and packed earth.

Lucius, on the other hand, was moaning with pleasure as his felt his erection being nursed back to full health, and he felt the benefits of his form of torture. Feeling the orgasm coming as he pumped into Harry, he let his hand wander in between the boy's legs, and start to fondle his cock. Harry was now in complete paralsis. He was overcome with the torture of pain, and the equal torture of the sensations Lucius's silken hand was bringing him.

Finally, Lucius and Harry both screamed in orgasm, and their eyes squeezed shut and their backs arched in need.

Lucius sat panting, with Harry curled up on the floor again, sweating and flushed.

Harry looked over to Lucius, and panted "that was the best torture I had ever had."

Lucius stood up, wiped Harry's juice of life from his hand, and said "I am not done yet." Walking over to where his wand lay, Lucius picked it up with vindication in his movements. "Avada Kedavra"

Harry's naked body convulsed, twitched, and then moved no more.

Lucius smiled and made a mental note to conduct his killings for Voldemort like this more often.

I'll bet that threw you off track! Please review and tell me what you thought of my first erotic Harry Potter fic!

Tears of the messiah.