A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Bridget. Yes, you, Thorpius.
Breakfast found a surprisingly happy group of people in the sitting room, people who laughed and smiled in between bites of egg on toast. Draco and Blaise sat on the floor while Harry and Lucius had settled themselves into comfortable armchairs. Blaise made a comment that Harry looked like he never wanted to get up out of the armchair. Lucius smirked at Harry and couldn't resist making a joke.
"Be careful where you put Harry. He may not be able to get up," Lucius said with a snicker. Harry glared at Lucius.
"Well, with this guy's attitude, I may not want to," Harry responded, slyly grinning.
"I thought my attitude made things hard for you," Lucius said, seemingly uninterested in the matter. Harry rolled his eyes. Blaise snickered, having caught on. Draco looked kind of confused.
"I guess Lucius tried to stick his wand in the wrong places," Blaise offered wickedly.
Harry smirked. "I guess when Lucius doesn't involve his wand, the magic doesn't happen." Lucius shot Harry an icy glare. It was quickly replaced by a half-smile. That comment had been pretty good. Suddenly, Draco made a noise halfway between a retch and a laugh. Harry turned to look at him.
"I just got what you were talking about," he gasped between fits of laughter.
"You are… incredibly slow," Harry said. Draco rolled his eyes.
"Do you know how disturbing those images are in my head?" Draco asked, looking slightly nauseated. Harry smirked.
"Would you like to hear about how well your father gives head?" Harry asked, putting on a look of genuine curiosity. Draco gagged.
"No thank you!" Draco shuddered. "God, I'm going to have nightmares for weeks."
"Not if I can help it," Blaise purred seductively into Draco's ear, lightly biting the blond's earlobe. He ran his hands over Draco's chest, eliciting a soft moan. Lucius turned to Harry.
"We'll have to show them how it's done," Lucius remarked coolly. Harry grinned and went over to Lucius. He sat on the older blond's lap, putting his arms around Lucius' neck. Lucius leaned in and licked along Harry's jaw, from chin to ear, where he nibbled on his earlobe. One hand was playing with one of Harry's nipples while the other firmly grasped his ass. Harry moaned, unable to keep from doing so while Lucius did such delicious things to him. Lucius pulled away and Harry groaned.
"It seems we've solved your problem," Lucius murmured with a sly smile and a glance at Harry's crotch. Harry blushed. Lucius raised an eyebrow and Harry remembered what he had said the night before. He grinned and nodded. Lucius picked Harry up bridal style, carrying him out of the room and into Lucius' bedroom.
Lucius put Harry down onto the bed and climbed on top of him, straddling the smaller man. He smirked, relishing the utter control he had over Harry. Harry's eyes were clouded by lust. Lucius cast a quick, wordless spell that Vanished Harry's clothes. He moaned ever so slightly at the vision beneath him.
"Do you trust me?" Lucius asked. Harry nodded. Lucius murmured a spell and Harry's wrists were tied to the headboard. His arms stretched to their full length, Harry looked at Lucius and smirked. Lucius was having difficulty completely grasping the image of the man beneath him. Harry's body appeared longer than it was, muscles in his arms and chest defined. The raven-haired man had plenty of muscle tone, Lucius thought appreciatively. Lucius put one hand on Harry's chest and leaned down, pressing his mouth to Harry's. Harry lifted his head slightly to deepen their kiss.
Lucius' hands explored Harry's torso, his fingers dancing over the pink nubs, causing Harry to fidget slightly. Lucius removed his mouth from Harry's, causing the Gryffindor to mewl in protest. That mewl turned to one of delight when he felt Lucius' tongue on his right nipple, circling it lightly before taking the whole nipple in his mouth, gently tugging it between his teeth. Harry arched his back off the bed, his erection becoming almost painful. Lucius noticed, of course, but purposely avoided it, rubbing Harry's thighs and hips, but skirting around Harry's most sensitive part. Lucius moved his tongue down to Harry's navel, dipping his tongue in and out. Harry was surprised by how wonderful the sensation was; he was getting dangerously close to coming without even having his cock touched.
Lucius finally moved his mouth down to Harry's aching erection. Harry groaned, feeling an intense desire to tangle his fingers in Lucius' long hair, but unable to do so with his hands bound the way they were. He groaned, pushing his hips upwards and thrusting into Lucius' mouth. With a slight laugh, Lucius pushed Harry's hips back down. He held the smaller man's hips in place and began to suck on the head. Harry moaned and threw his head back, feeling himself incredibly close to coming. When Lucius' tongue flicked over the slit, he cried out and came into Lucius' mouth. Lucius licked up every drop.
"I don't think I'll ever get tired of your taste," Lucius murmured, beginning to rid himself of the clothes that were slightly uncomfortable now. Especially his pants. Harry lifted his head a little to watch Lucius and was treated to a little striptease. Lucius slowly removed his shirt, tantalizing Harry with the sight of his hard nipples and lean chest. Harry felt his breath catch as Lucius put his thumbs into the waistband of his tight pants. A smirk graced the blond's face as he watched Harry's cock rise again as he gave his very best "bedroom eyes." God, he was good at those. Lucius teased Harry as he slid the pants off, maintaining eye contact. Harry wriggled on the bed, wanting nothing more than to wrap his hands around his erection and make himself come while watching this display.
Lucius sauntered up to Harry on the bed, lifting his legs and kneeling, kissing the insides of his thighs. He kissed his way to Harry's entrance, gently probing with his tongue. Harry shuddered, loving the feeling of the wet muscle inside of him. He growled in protest when Lucius removed his tongue and inserted a finger. As wonderful as the finger did feel, the tongue had been such an incredible feeling. Lucius added a second finger, scissoring his fingers to stretch the relaxing muscles. As he pushed his fingers in as far as they could go, they brushed against Harry's prostate. Harry's back arched off the bed as the blonde's fingers continually brushed against that sensitive spot. Harry heard Lucius mutter something before slipping his fingers out and pressing the head of his very hard cock at Harry's entrance. Lucius eased himself in until he was buried to the hilt.
Harry moaned. "Move already, dammit," he groaned. Lucius slowly pulled himself almost completely out, then slowly pushed back in. The sensation was unbelievable. Lucius gradually picked up his pace until he was thrusting as hard and as fast as he could. The hot muscles seemed to fit his tool perfectly. Lucius wrapped one hand around Harry's erection and pumped in time with his thrusts. Lucius was so close to shooting his load.
"Agh, Lucius, I'm going to come!" Harry yelled, his back arching almost a foot off the bed. Harry's seed spurted onto his chest and Lucius' hand. Almost immediately after, Lucius came into Harry, and both of them sank to the bed, completely spent. Much to Harry's delight, Lucius licked up the cum covering Harry's chest. With another murmured spell, the bindings on Harry's hands came undone. Harry wrapped his arms around Lucius and held him, their legs tangled together. The covers had been thrown onto the floor at some point, and neither of them particularly cared. They were content to lay together and casually kiss, relaxed after such an amazing bout of making love.
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Draco and Blaise had, after Lucius and Harry left, proceeded to make love on the floor in the living room. Now, they had dressed each other and curled up together a few feet back from the fire. Neither of them were entirely conscious, reveling in their post-coital bliss.
With a sudden green blaze from the fire, none other than Severus Snape stepped into the living room, nearly tripping over Draco and Blaise. Both were snapped into consciousness, staring at the Potions Master with terrified expressions. Severus looked down at them, snorting in laughter. He had known that Draco and Blaise were involved, and he was quite happy for his godson that Lucius had evidently accepted it. With a uncharacteristic flourish, he exited the room.
Severus made his way to Lucius' bedroom, not bothering to knock. He knew that Potter was staying at the manor, but he assumed that they would be in separate rooms. The sight that greeted him made him want to Obliviate himself. When he threw the door open, the sight of the two naked men entwined so fully that limbs were impossible to distinguish made him cover his eyes and cry out. Harry screeched and detached himself from Lucius, frantically searching for the covers and throwing them over himself. He hid his scarlet face from the highly unamused Potions Master.
"Do you have some mission in life to make mine a living hell, Potter?" Severus spat, uncovering his face to shoot a glare at Lucius, who had his head thrown back in laughter. Harry merely squeaked, both embarrassed and a little indignant at his professor's question.
"I think you scared him," Lucius said with a smirk. Harry peeked his head out to glare his hardest at Lucius. It wasn't very effective with his scarlet face.
"Would you mind putting on clothes, Lucius?" Severus asked pointedly, purposely looking away from Lucius' very exposed, very tempting body. Harry caught the look and narrowed his eyes.
"I wouldn't look again if I were you, unless you want to be hexed into oblivion," Lucius chuckled. "A lot has happened since we last talked. For example, as you can see, Harry and I are sleeping together." Lucius covered himself with part of the blanket Harry was using. "Not only that, but it turns out he's my soul mate." Severus' jaw dropped.
"You mean to tell me Potter of all people is bound to you?" he exclaimed indignantly, his mind working furiously. Harry was afraid the bat-like man's brain would overload. Lucius nodded and exposed Harry's shoulder. He tapped it and the mark glowed golden. Severus stiffened.
"And the mark is golden," he muttered. "It would figure that you're bonded, but also that you've already managed to confirm that you love each other." Harry stared at Lucius.
"So that's what it means," Lucius mused. "I had wondered…"
"Yes, Lucius. A golden mark means that you've reached the highest level of affection for each other. I feel bad for the people who have red marks, though." Severus smirked, staring at Harry's wrists. Harry's eyes widened and he hid his hands under the blanket as well. "Seems like you're still as into that bizarre stuff as you were when we were in school. I always wondered why half the school looked like they had rope burn on their wrists. And also why you never caught anything."
Harry unintentionally voiced a question he'd had. "Can wizards and witches get STD's?" Lucius and Severus glanced at each other and burst into laughter. Harry didn't think he'd ever heard the Potions Master genuinely laugh, and it was a rather interesting laugh, more feminine than he'd thought.
"We have potions to get rid of anything, including that muggle disease… What was it? Band-aids?" Lucius asked, thinking. It was Harry's turn to roar with laughter.
"AIDS, Lucius. It's much more serious than you'd think. In fact, it kills many, many muggles a year," Harry said. "I don't know anyone who's died from it personally, but many people do." He had quieted down, more thoughtful than he had been before. At least he knew he couldn't contract it.
"However, with the right potions, male wizards can carry babies," Severus added thoughtfully, tapping his chin. Harry yelped.
"What?" His eyes were the size of dinner plates. Lucius smirked.
"Yes, they can get pregnant," he confirmed. Harry stared between the two men and tried to wrap his head around the idea.
"I suppose I better tell you why I'm actually here," Severus sighed. "I hate to admit it in front of the Potter brat," he paused at Harry's indignant outburst, only to smirk and continue, "but I came to wish you a belated merry Christmas. Yes Potter, I have friends." Harry snorted and Severus glared at him. "And now, I will take my leave. I'm sure there is a certain girl who is wondering where I've gone."
"Wait, you have a girlfriend?" Harry's jaw dropped. Severus rolled his eyes.
"Is it so hard to imagine I have friends and a girlfriend? You know her," he said with a smirk before Disapparating with a loud pop. Harry turned to Lucius.
"Who is he dating?" he asked, his mind working furiously. Lucius giggled evilly.
"I'm not sure I should tell you." Harry glared at Lucius. "Fine. That Lovegood girl." Harry nodded in understanding before freezing.
"Luna?" he asked, his jaw nearly hitting the floor. "Well, I suppose I can see it…" he mused after a moment of shock. "She's intelligent, but how does he put up with her strange ideas? He seems like a no-nonsense guy." Lucius laughed.
"He is. But she's opening his mind up to the impossible. It's a little refreshing. I nearly got myself hexed for laughing at him when he told me to watch out for Wrackspurts last time I visited Hogwarts." Harry roared with laughter.
"You learn new things every day. I guess I'm happy for them. Anything to make him seem less like he's got a pole up his ass," Harry said with a shrug. Lucius laughed.
"Well, on a different note, how would you like to join me for a formal lunch?" Lucius asked, smiling gently.
"Like… a date?" Harry asked eagerly. Lucius nodded. Harry squealed in delight and threw his arms around the blonde's neck, showering him with kisses.
A/N: Wow, this one just kept coming and I knew I needed to end the chapter there before I wrote so much I didn't upload until next week. . I totally meant to get this up earlier, but Hamlet consumed my life.
I hope you enjoyed, and I would really love reviews! I love all the suggestions I received in the reviews, and we'll see which ones I actually take. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far, because you make me happy. Bridget: please don't kill me at school. I need my hands! .
~Amy Ehren