Meet Me In The Tower

"Hey Luc." Anemone slid gracefully next to her friend, reaching across the table to grab some strawberries. "Luc? Lucius?" The blond appeared to be comatose. "Lucius!"

"What?" Lucius snapped awake, grey eyes slightly frantic.

Anemone giggled. "You haven't asked me how my date with Sydney Lestrange, the Ravenclaw Quidditch Sex God, went." she teased.

Lucius swore. "Sorry Annie. How was your date?"

"Say the whole thing." She grinned.

"How was your date with the bloody sex god?" Lucius gritted.

Anemone beamed delightedly. "It was lovely," she breathed. "He had a few bottles of Fire whiskey and we went up to the astronomy tower to get plastered." She smiled dreamily, apparently lost in thought. "Anyway, we got up there and after a few shots we were both sort of dazed, so we decided to call a halt to the booze for a bit and just lie there and look at the stars."

"That sounds pleasant." Lucius had his mouth open to tell her about his date, when she cut him off.

"It gets better." The gleam in her eyes said "better" meant "worse". "We were lying there and all the sudden he just like, got up on his elbows and leaned over and kissed me. Tongue and everything. Anyway, I didn't know what to do, and I didn't want to look stupid. He's a seventh year and all that, so I let him kiss me. He pulled back and asked if I'd like to do something for him." Her smile widened.

"What did he want?" Lucius had a peculiar sinking feeling in his gut as she leaned over and whispered into his ear. He felt his cheeks go bright red. "You didn't do it?"

"I did!" Anemone's grin dominated her entire face, lit up from the feverish glow in her eyes. She looked proud, and excited, and if Lucius knew anything about her from their five years of friendship, she would run away crying if he told her he thought she was a slut. To be honest, he wasn't sure what he thought. So he said the only thing he could manage.

"What was it like?"

~~~

'Severus, I had a lovely time last night. It was positively fabulous.' Lucius threw the parchment into the common room fire. Too gay. 'Severus, How's it going?' Too casual. 'How about a quick snog after lunch?' Too forward!

Lucius sighed heavily. He'd spent half his Saturday down in the dungeons alone, scripting letters, now burning, to his tentative pursuer. Following Anemone's in-depth description of some very enticing diversions from her date the night before, Lucius had been…inspired. Now he was listlessly trying to form a way to impress Severus. And coming up with only about three ideas.

The first was to buy the boy flowers. That, of course, was absolutely the worst idea he had ever had. Sure, flowers were nice, but how sappy would he look handing another boy a bouquet? The second idea involved becoming Quidditch captain, but since Lucius wasn't even on the team he rejected that plan without too much thought.

The third plan was the only one that really held any weight. If what Anemone said was true, older guys were only interested in one thing, and Severus was a year older. Lucius was truly grateful for last night's excursion, and wanted to repay the older boy in some befitting manner. And, since he supposed they were dating now, he couldn't think of any better way than luring Severus up to the astronomy tower and seducing him.

Lucius was not always the shiniest of galleons, so to speak. Nor was he the brightest of crayons, the sharpest of tools, or the quickest of broomsticks. This was one such time, in which Lucius, though considered by many to be quite advanced for his age, was not altogether in touch with his common sense. As many people would later say of him (behind his back) that the lights were on but nobody was home.

"What are you doing?"

Lucius nonchalantly threw his latest attempt at a love letter ("Roses are red, Mandrakes are funny, Meet me in the tower, You cute love bunny") into the fire and settled back in the couch as Severus sat down beside him. "Nothing," he muttered, too intimidated by the black-eyed gaze to look up. He just knew he'd say something stupid.

"You've been down here alone for hours," Severus stated. "It's so nice outside, I came down to see if you wanted to go for a walk or anything."

Lucius' heart leapt into his throat, hammering furiously and causing his voice to crack slightly when he answered. "I'd love to."

Severus grinned; still slightly unnerved by the way Lucius was trying to avoid looking at him. Did he regret last night's date? If so, why would he agree so quickly to a walk around the school? Severus pushed the thoughts aside and stood, holding out a hand to help the blond to his feet.

Lucius and Severus made it outside without any sort of interference from their peers, and, once they were on the deserted side of the castle, Lucius felt relatively brave. Brave enough, anyway, to slip his hand meekly into Severus' and glance over slightly. Severus smiled disarmingly at him and Lucius was overwhelmed with the desire to say something like, "Roses are red…"

"You have such pretty lips." Severus instantly cursed himself for saying anything. How much cheesier could you get? You have pretty lips indeed!

"Thank you," Lucius replied, smiling happily and secretly trying to figure out what the hell a comment like "You have such pretty lips" could possibly mean. Did it, just maybe, simply imply that Severus thought his mouth was pretty? Or was it the only feature on him that Severus found remotely attractive? And why was Severus looking at his mouth? Was he going to kiss him? Lucius looked away quickly.

"So."

"So."

There was a pause as the two stood, not looking at one another, holding hands. Severus coughed. "What were you doing downstairs anyways?"

"Nothing!" Lucius dropped the taller boy's hand and stalked a few steps away, pouting moodily.

Behind him he heard Severus sigh heavily and start loping towards him. "Luc, come on!"

Oh no, Lucius thought. He thinks I'm juvenile and immature and that he shouldn't be dating someone younger than him. Lucius paled slightly at the dizzying whirl of realisations. I have to do something. He whipped around on his heels, coming face to neck with his boyfriend. Severus took a step back and his face came into view.

"Do you want to go with me to the astronomy tower tonight?" Lucius blurted before he could lose his resolve.

Severus blinked. "Why do you want to go to the astronomy tower?"

Damn. Lucius hadn't thought of this. "My friend went there on a date last night and she said it was really nice. Stars and stuff. Want to go?"

"Um…okay…"

"Great. I'll meet you there at nine." Lucius started to walk quickly off, but Severus' hand on his shoulder prevented him from going very far.

"Lucius…"

"Yes?" Short, clipped.

"I had a great time last night." Severus blinked dazedly, looking confused and cuter for it.

Lucius felt an annoying smile creeping onto his pretty lips. "Me too."

Severus blinked again, then grinned, and Lucius, worried lest he begin reciting poetry, dashed off to find Anemone and kill her.

~~~

"I can't believe you talked me into this." Lucius, sitting perfectly still and grimacing from time to time as his friend all but ripped the hair from his head, glared in the mirror at the reflection of the slim girl behind him. Anemone grinned wickedly and ran the comb through his silver hair again, all but yanking his head from his slim neck as she encountered a tangle.

"Oh Lucy, sweet heart, I'm going to make you beautiful!"

Lucius frowned. "I'm not a girl Anemone."

They were in the fifth year girls' dorm, having locked and charmed the door to ensure privacy. Really, everyone knew that Lucius was often in the girls' dorm, and no one cared. It was fairly widely realised, or assumed, that Lucius was gay. And even if his classmates had thought he was straight, they still knew that he and Anemone were best friends and so allowed this breach in protocol.

"Sure you are." Anemone cooed, leaning down as she gave his hair one final tug. "You're the bitch."

Lucius glared. "Again, I can't believe I let you talk me into this."

"Shush." Anemone had turned her back, rummaging through her bedside table in search of something or other. She returned, smile splitting her face, holding a small tube. Lucius eyed her with more than a little suspicion.

"What the hell is that?"

"This, dear boy, is my lucky lip gloss." She sat on the bed behind him and patted the mattress. Reluctantly, Lucius rose to go sit beside her as, leering, she uncapped the tube and leaned in to place her hand firmly on his shoulder.

"I'm not wearing lipstick." He stated firmly, drawing back from her touch. Her fingers tightened.

"It's not just lipstick," she reprimanded. "First of all, it's lip gloss. It's a clear sheen, slightly charmed to taste like champagne and strawberries. And it's good luck." She narrowed her eyes. "I've worn it on every first date for three years and it's always helped me make a lasting impression. I wear it when we have tests, and I have yet to fail. I wear it to Quidditch games and my team always wins." Her eyes had glazed over, her lips gone slightly slack, as she rolled the tube wonderingly in her palm.

"Uh, Anemone?" Lucius managed to get her to make eye contact. "Yeah, hi. We lost last week. To Ravenclaw."

She grinned. "Yeah, to Ravenclaw Quidditch Sex-"

"I get the picture."

"Good. Now pucker up."

~~~

Why on earth Lucius wanted a second date in the astronomy tower baffled Severus beyond all comprehension. Why Lucius wanted a second date at all baffled him, but this was just too much. The only people who ever made their way up to the lonely tower were the astronomy geeks and the sluts. Lucius, he knew, was neither.

Severus briefly considered the possibility that Lucius had brought him up to the tower to seduce him, but that was too much. Lucius didn't think like that.

Which is why it came as such a shock when, after ten long minutes of sitting on a bench near the wall, Severus saw what Lucius was wearing. Even in the dim light, it was plain as freckles on a Weasley that Lucius had managed to squeeze his slim frame into a skintight robe, somewhat shimmery, and of a creamy hue. Severus felt his jaw drop to his chest as the other boy awkwardly sauntered over and sat down far too close to be safe. Lucius brushed his feathery blond hair back with one hand, pouting cutely.

"Hi." Severus gaped. "You might say hello now. Then I would say, 'Fancy seeing you up here.' Then you would compliment my choice of clothing and give me a kiss." Still gaping. "Or you could impersonate a fish."

"I- sorry?" Lucius mewed slightly in disappointment. "I mean, hello."

"Fancy seeing you up here." The boy wasn't even blushing!

"I, er, like your robe." They paused, Lucius clearly waiting for Severus to kiss him and Severus clearly pondering as to whether or not he should, in fact, kiss the blond. For what felt like hours grey eyes remained locked with black as utterly nothing happened. Lucius gave a light sigh, still refusing to break eye contact, and unwittingly licked his lips. Hmmm, he thought, champagne and strawberries.

Severus registered the sigh as one of boredom and knew, just knew, that the date was already going to fail. There was nothing left to lose. Closing his eyes, he leaned in swiftly and pecked Lucius on the corner of his lips. Then he pulled back, and found himself staring into a slightly wider pair of the same grey eyes.

Suddenly a pair of eager lips had affixed themselves to Severus', a tongue brushing lightly against his mouth. Well, this is interesting, he thought, leaning into Lucius to get more of the kiss.

Lucius moaned as Severus' hands wound in his hair, pulling him closer. Everything was perfect, except that the angle of the kiss meant he had to twist his neck terribly. Easily fixed, he thought, pulling back slightly and climbing into Severus' lap to continue the tonsil hockey. Much better, he thought. Then: Hey, what's poking me in the hip-oh!

Severus groaned, hands slipping from his boyfriend's hair to rest on his shoulders. Lucius, panting slightly, moved his mouth away from Severus' to suck tentatively at the boy's neck. He was rewarded with another throaty growl and, thus encouraged, grazed his teeth lightly over the soft skin under Severus' chin. Panting, and another moan, and then Lucius slid to his knees in front of the older boy.

"What are you…"

"Just hold still." Lucius looked rather less sure of himself than he had a few minutes ago. The boy licked his lips in concentration, hands resting lightly on Severus' thighs. Severus began to panic.

"Luc, you don't have to-"

"Don't you like me?" Grey eyes, looking almost heart broken. Severus panicked more.

"Of course!"

"Well then?" Those hands were creeping up his thighs, parting them slightly. Severus gasped as they brushed against his erection, head falling back with a moan, utterly unable to continue panicking.

Lucius paused, running his fingers lightly up and down the prominent bulge in Severus' robe and trying to decide what to do next. Anemone had given him an extremely detailed report of her date, as well as some advice on what to do, and it had seemed very simple at the time. Cock goes in mouth. Bada bing, bada boom. The reality was somewhat more…intimidating.

Still, there was no turning back now without looking like a total prat, so Lucius set to work pushing his date's robes out of the way. His hand accidentally rubbed over Severus' cock and the somewhat strangled moan from above him was encouraging, if somewhat frightening. Forcing himself to take a few deep breathes; Lucius unzipped Severus' trousers and reached in to bring out his erection.

As his fingers closed round the hard length, Lucius heard what sounded like a sob. He glanced up. "Are you okay?" Another cry.

"Oh Christ Lucius! Don't stop."

Face to cock, Lucius took a last shuddering breath, unconsciously exhaling onto Severus, who gave another short cry, before he somewhat reluctantly put his pretty lips to work. The blond licked at the firm expanse of flesh unsurely, not quite certain he was doing this right. If the noises Severus was making were any indication, however, Lucius was a natural. Tongue tracing just under the head of Severus' cock, Lucius felt strong hands wind themselves into his hair. Ordinarily he would have been annoyed that, after all the time and pain he'd gone through to get his hair perfect, anyone would dare to muss it up. Under the circumstances, he chose not to mention that.

His heart thudded painfully fast in his chest as he made the next move. Opening his jaw as wide as he could, Lucius squeezed his eyes tightly shut until he could see stars and flames on the back of his lids, and closed his mouth around the awaiting erection. For a moment nothing happened. Then Severus gave a strangled utterance of "Oh GOD!" and started fucking Lucius' mouth. The boy nearly choked, and whipped his hands away from their spot on his boyfriend's thighs to still the violently thrusting hips. Severus gave a frustrated moan, but let himself be held still, his head lolling back so that all he could see were the wide expanse of stars, slightly spinning with his vertigo.

Lucius bobbed his head. Then bobbed it again. He added a few flicks of his tongue, taking the cock into his mouth as far as it would go and swallowing around it. The panting that had previously bombarded his ears increased in frequency, and was then punctuated by Severus' last desperate cry. The blond pulled his mouth quickly back to the head of his boyfriend's cock, trying to swallow everything without choking. A thin trickle of come stood out on his chin as he slid back up into Severus' lap.

"Holy fuck." Severus panted, hands resting on Lucius' hips. Lucius smiled sweetly down at him and wiped the back of his hand across his mouth.

"Did you like that?" Anemone had told him to say that. It sounded stupid at the time, but now it seemed fitting.

"Of course! But…don't you think you're moving sort of fast?" Lucius froze.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, this is only our second date. I didn't think you'd want to…but I liked it! I just thought maybe we would…"

Lucius stood quickly, eyes a shattered looking crystal grey. "You think I'm a slut?" His voice was dangerously cold, haughty. "I try to do something nice for you and you call me fast!"

"Luc, calm down! You're screaming." Severus cast an eye about warily in case any of the astronomy students were around to hear this.

"Are you afraid someone will find out about us?" Lucius was practically hissing. "I should have known better than to ever agree to go out with you. What did you want? To drag me around to muggle amusement parks in secret for the rest of our lives?"

"Lucius, please. You're being irrational." Severus suddenly found that he had a headache. Whatever could have caused that? He thought sarcastically.

"I'm being irrational? Well, how do you like that?" Lucius turned on his heels and ran down the steps. Severus could hear his footsteps echoing off the walls. Then the sound of a door slamming shut erased all evidence that Lucius had ever even been there.