Disclaimer: Don't own the characters, 'cause I'm not J.K. Rowling, as you very well should know. Though, Anna and everything else you don't recognize belongs to either me or my beta/co-writer.
Author: Sigil Dagger, (co-writer and beta-reader) Saavik13
Parings: Harry/Lucius, others?
Summary: Why is Harry drawing pictures for money in the street? What happens when Lucius walks straight ahead and decides that he has something to say about the matter? And what if Harry actually let the Sorting Hat put him to Slytherin?
Warnings: slash, kind of AU
Rating: R (just to be sure)
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All gold does not glister
Harry:
Lucius didn't say anything about my proposal right away. He was too Slytherin for that. He wanted to digest my meaning. I was offering him the Death Eaters. We'd take out Voldemort and then Lucius could rule. It had to be tempting. But he also had to be reminding himself it was a child telling him these things. A child he'd pulled from the streets. A child he'd come home to find curled into a sobbing ball in the middle of a bed with a young girl watching from the corner.
Anna had sat vigil in my room till Lucius had come back and glared her out. She'd padded softly away, glancing back at me with big black eyes, asking if I wanted her to stay. My silence made her hesitate until I slowly nodded and she'd slipped out like a ghost. My Anna. The best pickpocket, cat burglar, and turtledove to live, and my only friend.
Lucius was silent for a long time after we talked. He kept glancing at me sideways, trying to see if I could live up to my unsaid promises. Eventually, he came up beside me and I felt his hands slowly move to the bottom of my newly dawned robes again. I shivered. So he wanted to start where we had been interrupted. I'd been too caught up in it before to think. I'd had far to long to think now.
That first time Lucius fucked me was, well, an eye-opener of sorts. I had liked it when he kissed me. A lot. His mouth almost devoured me whole, leaving me breathless and for the first time, actually arching for more. It helped that Lucius was the first person to kiss me.
But when he actually took me, it was different. That I already knew. Keeping myself there enough for him, that was hard. I was used to drifting away, not really being there. My body yes, my mind never. But Lucius didn't want that, he worked against that. He wanted me there, painfully aware of it all. So I learned how to answer to him, how aggressive he wanted me to be and how submissive. To my surprise, he rarely wanted my absolute submission, as others had. He wanted something nobody else had ever considered of value.
And the way he touched my body, gently, and while not actually interested in my pleasure he still made sure that I enjoyed it too.
I was amazed when I realised that he wanted me, my body, and not just any body he could have had. I mean, usually my clients think about me as just a body to use for their needs, most not really thinking or caring just whose body it was, that it was MY body. For him it wasn't just a warm place to stick something.
As he prepared me, other hand wondering around touching and caressing, his gaze kept me captive. I was speechless. I couldn't remember anyone taking the time and preparing me for them by themselves. It was an odd feeling, his fingers inside my opening, scissoring and stretching, HIS fingers filling me.
I must have had a strange look on my face as he asked me if something was wrong.
Staring at him helplessly, I stuttered: "Nobody has ever... Just myself... when I had time or warning." My cheeks burned for some reason.
Lucius just hhmm-ed, so I supposed he understood what I had tried to say, and smiled wickedly, his fingers brushing over my prostate.
Gasping at the warmth spreading all over me, I pushed back, not controlling my body anymore. It felt so good. So nice... And I realised, this feeling must be the reason why people had sex. This warmth, this passion. And how I loved the kisses he showered on me the entire time. I thought of nothing else as my blond master devoured my mouth.
For the first time I gave into the feeling, keeping nothing back. I let myself feel what was happening, to respond to it beyond the minimal shift or small noise. I let myself be there.
I panicked for a moment when I realised he wanted to take me from front, watching me. He would see my face! I would have to be careful to not to show when I didn't like what he was doing! All the while he arranged me to my position: my legs spread and bent up at the knee, him looming over me.
Luckily Lucius decided that moment was the perfect opportunity to try and suck out my lungs. Or perhaps he was trying to taste what I had had for lunch? Then he started to enter my body.
I felt my eyes widening impossibly. I was no virgin but he was simply huge! And I just, for some reason it was scary to be with him. To have him watching me. I was so happy here and this could make it all go away.
"Hush, my Raven", he muttered, more gently that I would have expected of him. It was probably a good thing that he had had me aroused as much he had, since it was quite likely the only thing that prevented my escape. Or trying, for that matter. Not that I would have gotten anywhere.
It hurt. Squeezing my eyes tightly shut, I relaxed my body as much as I was able to. The burning sensation lessened. Finally he was fully inside me.
Then he did the oddest thing. He kissed both of my still closed eyelids. I opened them and gazed up at him, with eyes half lidded. He had an unreadable expression in his stormy eyes.
How odd. Sometimes he felt so cold, and then he did things like that... So confusing.
He moved then, and I forgot about analysing his personality. Wrapping my legs around him and holding to the headboard so as not to get squeezed against it, as his strong, powerful thrusts pushed me towards it.
I felt I had finally found home. As corny as it might sound. This wasn't sex. At least not what I'd ever thought of sex as. Sex was dirty. Sex was secretive. Sex was animalistic, and painful, and one-sided. This was different. This was like, like, I didn't know what it was like. It was Lucius, inside me, Lucius in front of me. Lucius. For some reason it was real.
tbc...
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