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An/ this story is the first of it kind for me so don't kill me okay?

Final Testament

By Alan's Only

Pairing-LMSS

Rating- R (SLASHY)

Chapter 3

Lucius and Severus sat by the fire, in the hearth, in Severus' den. Lucius' hair was shining in the light, making its slivery highlights stand out. His Unblemished porcelain skin was tinted a light pink, yet was still pale pure perfection. His powder blue eyes were a bit darker and almost hid the dark rim around them. The red jewel like tint of the whisky memorized his eyes and mind.

Severus on the other hand, was looking at the fire. And his hair was made a bit lighter, bringing out the brown tint in the raven water. And his skin looked soft and had a bit of a pink tint to it.

Lucius knew he had to make sure they both were nicely pissed. Then he could put the main of his plan in order. He watched him take long deep drinks form the goblet in his own hand. Once Lucius thought it was a good time he began…

A smile played on his lips as Lucius pulled off his Death Eater's robes. His under clothes consisted were black tight pants and a red dress shirt with snakes embroidered around the cuffs and two made the Malfoy family crest on the breast pocket. He gave a loud satisfied sigh and took a long drink of the whisky.

Severus' eyes looked at Lucius when he heard the sound of robes being pulled off. He watched him in silent trepidation; his almost uneven bottom teeth bit his lip, when Lucius sighed. Severus watched with eyes he didn't know held hunger, as Lucius took a long swing of his drink. A little drizzled over his lip when he pulled the glass away. Severus was so entranced, that his normally sly and intelligent mind wasn't able to figure out that this was planned. Severus' eyes almost widened as well yet he caught himself and turned away when he saw Lucius' tongue flick out and captured the little ruby droplet. When Severus' eyes looked away his mind tried to not think of Lucius' tongue licking other liquid from other places. When he was able to look back up he took his own long drink of his own drink.

Lucius had to contain his laughter as Severus looked away. He knew he was playing his cards right… He turned on the charm even more when he looked at Severus and gave him an almost coy-ish look and with a little wand-less magic, some strands of his hair fell in front of his eyes hiding them a little making his eyes look more alluring.

Severus knew he shouldn't have looked up…He knew he shouldn't have… he looked at Lucius his eyes almost wide. He never thought a man acting like this would be a turn of but…his friend in his pants told his differently. He looked down at his pants cursing silently to himself.

"Severus…." His voice was its normal drawl but it held a hint of humor within it, which Severus chose to ignore.

"What Lucius?" Severus almost snarled and even that made Lucius' eyes light with a hint of humor.

"Sleeping arraignments?" Lucius' brow cocked in its most elegant way.

"Uh…" Severus wasn't expecting that one bit…it took him a moment before he could reply even then with out much thought. "You can have the…um…bed…" he said nodding vaguely.

Lucius nodded just as a grandfather cloak somewhere within Snape's room chimed 12:00. He then stood and Snape looked at him for a brief moment, yet the most of that moment was spent of one area…He looked away quickly. Yet he looked back up when he heard Lucius give a satisfied moan.

Lucius had always loved alcohol so he had to respect every drop of the sweet intoxicating liquor. That was the reason he moaned…at lest that what Severus kept repeating as he watched Lucius set, his now empty, goblet on the stand next to his chair.

"Good night…" Lucius said then added, "Thank you…so very much for letting divulge myself in rare delights…" a smile grew on his lips a he spoke, out playing the thank you for letting him drink a rare kind of whisky. His pure white teeth were almost visible thought the almost-grin-smile upon his face.

"…Yeah…your…welcome…" Severus replied his eyes falling to the stone floor.

Lucius walked to the back of the den and Severus heard the door, which he knew lead to his bedchambers, open and then close with a quiet click.

Severus sighed and stood. He took off his robes and stumbled to the couch. The alcohol had gotten to his brain now and he yawned. He could forget about his friend...for now…

…/…

Severus awoke sometime in the middle of the night, the drink he had had made his mind still groggy. He squinted at the ceiling and couldn't figure out what was wrong…. It then hit him. He wasn't in his room and he couldn't think of any reason why he should be out in the den on the couch. He stood and swaggered in to his room. He fell heavily on to his bed not noticing the platinum haired man that was already occupying the bed.

TBC

An/ yeah I finished the next chapter! Yea! Hope you like!