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Notes: A series of shots that show the relationship between Snape and Lucius. Just a little slashy fun.

'The Dark Lord was very pleased with your potions, Severus.'

Lucius Malfoy whispered quietly, his lips brushing gently against the young man's ear as he bent down to pronounce his praise. Snape recoiled from the touch, and though his face remained impassive his heart was racing at the unexpectedness of the contact. Lucius smirked slightly as he took a seat across him, settling comfortably in the dark green armchair and waved his hand. Not as skilled as Severus in hiding his emotions, the disappointment of having failed to startle the other wizard by approaching him from behind was clear on his face.

'Dobby.'

With a loud crack the house elf appeared, his hands clumsily bandaged.

'Yes, sirs. What may you be wanting?'

'Some whisky, perhaps...' he cast a questioning glance at Snape who nodded indifferently.

'Severus, why so cold?'

He asked as the elf left, leaning forward and caressing his cheek with an elegant finger, his nail trailing lightly over the fair skin. Snape licked his lips nervously and looked at Malfoy who was staring at him avidly, eyes glinting strangely in the gloomy candle-lit room.

'What exactly did you call me for, Lucius?'

Malfoy responded by pressing his lips on Snape's, softly, barely touching. Severus stiffened and jerked his head to a side. But Lucius easily over powered him. One of his hand gripping Snape's shoulder with almost painful force, the other holding his chin firmly although strangely gentle. His tongue darted out swiftly, like a serpents, and flicked over the raven-haired man's thin lips before these parted slightly and allowed entrance. His hold on the wizard's chin relinquished and his fingers trailed down his jaw and to his pale neck. Eyelids fluttered shut as tongues battled furiously in a passionate kiss, striving for dominance.

Quite suddenly Dobby popped in, carrying a tray with two goblets and a large bottle of whisky. They broke apart hastily, panting slightly. Malfoy settled back in his chair with his usual nonchalance and returned the elf's wide-eyed stare with a mask of coldness.

'You may leave elf.'

He said finally as the creatured made not move to retire. Dobby disappeared with a crack and a last stunned stare, leaving the two men alone. Snape stared at the crackling fire, his breathing still rather flustered even as he kept his lips closed tightly, scowling slightly. Lucius was watching Snape closely, grey eyes half-lidded.

'You can't deny me Severus.'

He drawled, his voice bloated with confidence. Snape turned his gaze slowly from the fire and glared at Malfoy coldly, a vein in his jaw pulsing rapidly in his agitation. With a last contemptuous look he lifted himself to his feet and strode towards the door.

'You seem to take a lot for granted, Lucius.'

He snarled angrily. Lucius remained seated, an amused sneer on his face as he watched Snape pause upon reaching the door. Walking over with studied slowness he stopped just behind the other wizard. One of his hands settling over Severus' which was grasping the doorknob, the other hooking around his chest possessively.

'Then why haven't you left yet?'

He breathed softly, his lips ghosting a kiss on Snape's cheek. Severus tilted his head slightly, eyes closed and lips parted. Lucius smiled, gloating.

'Come to my room.'

Snape ducked his head as though in flustered thought and without warning he pushed opened the door and slid out of Malfoy's limp embrace. Lucius made a lunge for him and nearly fell as he over balanced.

'I'm sure you'll be just as satisfied with a mirror.'

The younger wizard called back without bothering to turn as he strode down the dimly lit corridor. Lucius stared at his retreating back, mouth slightly agape. As he disappeared round the corner he followed quickly.

'Now, Severus. You're so easily offended.'

He said upon reaching Severus just as he was opening the gates to disapparate. Snape turned to look at him, his eyebrows raised.

'Come now. Surely you won't be leaving for a little trifle such as this.'

Severus remained silent, his eyes fixed on Lucius'. Malfoy brushed his hair back nervously.

'You deem yourself irresistible, Lucius. And yet you seem to be the one who cannot resist me.'

Malfoy's eyes narrowed, his forehead creasing.

'Are you coming or not?'

He asked haughtily, taking a step towards the house. A peacock crooned, the bird's call oddly loud in the silence of the night. Severus didn't move.

'It would... please me... if you were to join me.'

Lucius said finally, his back turned to the other man, the words seeming to have been forced out of him. Severus' lips twitched.

The bed resisted stoutly as they collapsed onto it, Malfoy considerately careful not to put the full weight of his body on Snape's.

The silk sheets rippled as Malfoy pinned him to the bed and kissed him savagely. Severus let out a whimper-like sound from the back of his throat while Lucius began unbuttoning the vest coat and growing tired with the buttons finally grabbed his wand and spelled Snape's clothes open. His hands caressed the pale chest, their lips parting as Malfoy's mouth carved a new trail down his chest with his tongue.

Severus' back arching seemingly of its own accord when Lucius sucked at a pebbled nipple. Snape fidgeted and tried to move, but Malfoy held him down, grasping his wrists firmly as he pressed a kiss on the other nipple.

'You taste so...sweet...Like a poison you keep relishing even though it is killing you slowly.'

Malfoy whispered quietly, puzzlement in his tone.

'How would you explain that?'

Snape let out a huff of annoyance as Malfoy ceased in his ministrations, his gray eyes fixed on Snape's. Obviously awaiting some kind of response.

'It's... complicated to explain. Do you think you can forestall your curiosity until later?'

Snape answered, sarcasm dripping from his words.

Malfoy sneered and bent down to meet Severus' kiss, releasing him from the hold he'd maintained on his wrists.

'Very well...But...' Lucius raked his nails on the pale white thighs of his companion, his fingers playfully teasing as they slipped closer and farther from Snape's turgent organ.

'You really...' Severus' hands gripped with bruising force at Lucius' hips, resisting the urge to let out a moan of pleasure at Malfoy's caresses. '...deserve to be punished... for keeping your secret from me.'

'Mmm..'

Snape responded, whether in agreement or disagreement it was impossible to tell.

'But...I'll be merciful tonight.'

Lucius grunted in a most undignified way as he thrust into the other man. It was a matter of moments, of arythmic hard thrusts before they were both fulfilled. Malfoy threw himself beside Snape, his fingertips still dancing over Severus' chest, unable to keep still, they burned words into the already flushed skin.

'You are mine Severus...'

'The poison will kill you someday Lucius.'

'...And you know it.'