*** Just a mini chapter today… ***

'Yes… But I don't know…' The boy trails off. 'Have you done this before? With a man?'

He is unused to such direct questions. But he finds the truth comes easily, as he trails an idle finger down the narrow line of hair disappearing into the boy's trousers, sees the boy's hips twitch in response. 'The Dark Lord hardly cared what alliances his followers made, who they… fucked… as long as they ultimately served him without question. There were opportunities among certain Death Eaters. Even Lucius.'

The boy is shocked. 'Draco's father?'

'You should have seen him in the Slytherin dormitory.' The boy gasps a little in delighted shock, then gasps harder as he undoes the buttons at the waist and plunges a hand beneath fabric to feel the hard smoothness below. The boy groans in pleasure, just for a tantalising moment before he is released.

'Please,' the boy moans.

'You. Will. Wait,' he orders. 'Take off your trousers.' The boy scrambles out of them, a little ungainly, then pushes off his underwear.

He places a hand in the centre of the boy's chest and shoves him back on the chaise, more clumsily than he would have liked, due to the wine he has drunk. It gives him rare pleasure to see him sprawled there, naked, obedient, while he himself is clothed.

*** To be continued… Thanks for reading so far. Please review and let me know how you think this is going. ***