a/n:this contains rape.horrible rape. father/son rape. this is an idea that's been floating in my head for awhile, and I have now decided to get it out. for anyone who likes Lucius immensely, this is not for you. this is horrible stuff. don't flame me, you've been warned. this is your second warning, seriously. so just save yourself time and click on the backl button of your browser if you have any problems with these situations. thank you. WARNING: EXTREMELY GRAPHIC
Silver Tongue
It was a dark night, a bit too dark. It was that kind of sinister blackness that wakes one up in the middle of the night. In a large four poster was a young boy, only 14, sleeping peacefully. He had blond hair that, even in the infinate black, gleamed beautifully. His eyes shot open as he heard a creaking sound. It was his bedroom door, no mistake in that. He could hear silent footsteps approaching him, taking time to be extra cautious.Draco's heart sped up as he heard his covers lift up. He felt the warmth of another next to him, breathing on his neck. The thing smelled his hair, and Draco shivered roughly.
"You're awake, aren't you Draco?" It whispered in his ear. A tongue snaked out to lick the young boy's earlobe. Draco only breathed heavily, not sure of what was to come. Suddenly, he felt as large hand sliding easily under his boxers. It grasped him tightly, and caressed him softly. Draco shut his eyes as he felt tears gathering at the edges.
"Dad, what're you-"
"Just be quiet, Draco." Lucius said simply. He continued his ministrations on the young boy. Draco was confused and exasperated, his breathing much more rapid now. He could feel his father smiling against his neck. He suddenly felt cold and vulnerable in the hands of the much older and larger man. He had always had a fearful, forced respect for this man. After this night, Draco would merely fear him.
Lucius pulled down his son's boxers and took off his own pants. He flipped the boy onto his stomach and pinned him down. Just figuring out what was planned, Draco started to squirm.
"Dad! Please!" He pushed against the older man, but was met with much resistance. He could feel him getting closer, until he was right against the opening.
"This might hurt a bit." He said, just before he rammed inside. Lucius covered his mouth to muffle the scream. Draco was screaming so loudly, he felt like he'd go hoarse. The tears were coming freely now as his father continued. In, out, in, out. It felt like centuried before he pulled out, satisfied. He patted the young boy on his head and kissed it delicately.
"If you tell your mother about this, I will beat you until you can't walk anymore." Draco believed this, and simply turned over in his bed. He stared out the window, cradling himself in a fetal position. The tears were still flowing down his face as he stared at the stars. He didn't sleep at all that night, and in fact, did not have a good night's sleep for a long while.
THE END