"More Daddy... please?" Draco had had no idea that it could feel so good to be touched, licked even, there – it was something that Daddy hadn't done before, a new part of the game – and he smiled a little as he heard his father moan in response. Daddy liked it too then? Draco knew that meant that they would do this again.
Lucius dove back in between his son's cheeks, pulling them apart a bit more with his thumbs, and flicked his tongue over the puckered opening. He only licked over it, just faintly pressing the tip of his tongue against the hole, introducing Draco to the pleasures of rimming. He enjoyed this, moaning softy and rubbing his crotch against Draco's bed, but eventually he pulled away and lowered the boy to the bed again.
Draco opened his eyes as the position changed; it hadn't been uncomfortable, not really, but lying on his back like this was more familiar. He watched as his father moved to straddle him and lay completely still, transfixed by the sight of Lucius stroking his cock with fast and firm movements. He watched, fascinated, as his father's milky come spattered over his body, and felt a flutter in his stomach at the deep and lustful groan.
…. 13: it would not be over until his father had come as well. Lucius' hands skated over his limbs, the pads of his fingers lightly tickling the insides of his thighs, making Draco spread his legs so that he could tease him more.
Daddy's hands felt so good, Draco thought, as his arousal was renewed. Every touch and gentle kiss woke up a thirst in him, a thirst that only his father could satisfy. It wasn't only his own pleasure that Draco wanted to feel; it was his father's as well. What he needed to feel now, after too long away from home, was that Lucius enjoyed him just as much, if not more, as Draco enjoyed him.
Draco moaned and pushed his hips up when he felt the light pressure of a finger against his hole. In his blissful state he hadn't noticed Lucius reaching for oil or casting a charm, but he realised one or the other must have taken place, because the finger was gliding effortlessly into him.
They had done this before – Lucius moving his finger inside Draco, making him moan and writhe and come – but this was the first time that Draco felt this after he had already climaxed. It was good, even better than previously, perhaps because he had time to really experience it, thought Draco. He wasn't desperate to come, only to get more of the delicious feeling.
Lucius kissed Draco tenderly as he prepared him, mumbling between kisses how good Draco felt around his finger, how hot and tight, how much he loved him.
Draco's breath hitched slightly as Lucius carefully pushed another finger into him. It felt a little strange, but that feeling soon turned to pleasure when the fingers moved in a slow, steady rhythm. Draco bucked up against Lucius' hand, his body relaxing and inviting him to continue, to give him more. Draco was breathing faster and his eyes were closed, concentrating on the sensations that spread through him.
The smooth voice of his father made Draco look up though. Lucius had asked him if he trusted him, but the warm tingle that rushed through him over and over made it almost impossible to think. Why would Daddy think that Draco did not? Lucius' eyes were dark and hooded as he regarded his son, but there was no hint of being displeasured that Draco could detect in his frazzled state.
"Yes, yes I trust you..." He moaned loudly again as another spark of pleasure stole all his attention.
"It might hurt at first, but it will be worth it... I promise that you will enjoy this, Draco." Lucius smiled softly as Draco nodded. Of course he would enjoy it; anything that Daddy did to him was good.
"Daddy," he whispered, as Lucius spread his legs wider and moved to sit between them, his gaze travelling between Lucius' cock and his face. Lucius was moving closer and draped Draco's legs over his thighs, one slender limb stretching to each side of his hips. "Are you going to put your cock inside me now?" Draco felt strangely empty after his father had withdrawn his fingers, and the prospect was very alluring.
Lucius nodded and reached for the oil that Draco hadn't noticed earlier. Draco writhed and squirmed a little as Lucius coated his cock with the slick substance.
"Oh, yes... please!" Draco said breathlessly. "I've spied on people at school when they've sneaked off to meet with someone. It looks so good." He smiled as Lucius chuckled. "Please, do it to me, I want to feel it."
Lucius moved one hand slowly over Draco's side, soothing him, as he entered his tight body. Draco's eyes widened as the muscle was breached and his father's cock slowly filled him. It burned and hurt a little, but at the same time, it felt so good, so perfect. Lucius' fingers had felt wonderful inside him, but this was even more intense.
"Relax, Draco." Lucius moaned loudly and leaned down to kiss him gently. "Relax, and it will stop hurting." He didn't move at first, buried to the hilt inside his son, except to caress the thin body under his own.
"Doesn't hurt," Draco whispered. "Not really. But it's so much..." He felt as if he would burst, stretched beyond anything he'd felt before. It was almost impossible to his mind, that his father's cock could fit inside him, and yet... it did, and it was a sensation he found enjoyable. He moaned softly as Lucius began moving carefully, a pleasure he'd never felt before spreading through him, making him feel hot and needy. He relaxed more and more as the slight burn was drowned out by the other sensations, and squirmed under Lucius, instinctively trying to meet the slow thrusts. It was difficult though, as the restraints held him down.
Draco enjoyed feeling his father's body over him, enjoyed the way their bodies seemed to work together, much like when they just rubbed against each other. He closed his eyes again and just let the pleasure his father gave him carry him away. It was a fantastic feeling, and it filled him completely.
After a while, Lucius sat up again, enjoying the sight of Draco's body stretched out before him, enjoying the sight of his cock moving in and out of him. His sounds of pleasure mingled with Draco's, and with his hands on Draco's hips, he pulled the boy towards him with every thrust into him.
Draco felt his arms stretch tauter, the silk tighten around his wrists, and opened his eyes. Lucius was watching him intently, and Draco gasped as their gazes locked. There were no coherent thoughts in his mind, but a deep love welled up in him and mingled with everything else that he experienced. Daddy was so beautiful to Draco, and it was a wonderful feeling to know that he could give his father so much pleasure and enjoyment.
Lucius moved a hand to stroke Draco's prick again and Draco's entire world exploded in a flurry of intense mixture of physical and emotional, and with a cry, he bucked wildly under Lucius, coming so hard that he saw sparks before his eyes.
The movements and utter abandon of Draco's pleasure pulled Lucius into his climax as well, and after he had spent himself inside his son - the first time he did so, but certainly not the last - he whispered a word and the bonds fell off Draco, leaving his arms free once again. He pulled out carefully and gathered Draco to him as he rolled over onto his back, gently caressing the sweat-dampened body in his arms.
Slowly, Draco got his breath back and the haze that had settled like a blanket over his mind lifted a little. He snuggled closer to his father, moving one heavy arm to hug him.
"Mmm... so good," Draco mumbled. "If it feels like this every time, I like being tied up."
Lucius smiled and placed a kiss on Draco's temple. "It feels good every time, Draco. Different positions give different sensations, but it will always be wonderful." He held Draco closer and inhaled his scent. "You're lovely."
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"Oh... fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me hard," Draco managed to say between moans. "I've longed to feel your cock inside me again." He almost whimpered when Lucius kissed him hungrily. His own cock gave a twitch at the thought; he was so hard that it almost ached, but still Lucius wouldn't allow him to come, withdrawing his hand whenever Draco tried to get more friction.
"Tell me how much you need it."
"Daddy!" Draco could barely think, let alone speak, but Lucius was relentless, even though he was clearly very aroused as well.
"No, Draco. Tell me." Lucius' grey eyes looked stormy, dark and dangerous, and Draco tried to focus on them to concentrate.
"Need you... please... I'll die! Merlin!" Draco tried to let Daddy know how horny he was, how badly he needed to be fucked, he really did, but it was almost impossible to form the words. He whimpered as he tried to pull himself together. "Need you... only you. Oh please!"
In his incoherent state, Draco wasn't sure how it happened, but he found himself rolled over onto his side, and he could feel Lucius' hard cock steadily gliding into him.
"Yes! Oh god, yes... please..." He tried to push back, tried to get that delicious cock inside him faster, but Lucius held him in a firm grip, a hand on his hip and Draco's leg draped back and over his own legs.
"More! Please Daddy... Want it!" Draco relished every slow inch.
Lucius moaned against his son's neck and placed a kiss there, a kiss that turned into a bite as the tight heat of Draco's body gripped more and more of him. He marked Draco as his own, as his lover, and groaned as he pushed balls deep into the boy.
Draco was overwhelmed by the different sensations – the pain from both neck and arse mingled with the pleasure of being fucked and together they rendered him speechless. He was glad that Lucius had stopped teasing him so mercilessly, because he didn't think he could have taken much more. Now instead, he was filled in a most delicious and satisfying way that he had been craving for far too long. The feeling of the stretch in his arse, the hand gripping him, the warmth from the body pressed against his back, the hot breath and soft, demanding lips against his neck... Wave after wave of glorious pleasure rolled over and through him as Lucius both took and gave everything that Draco desired.
The cords dug into Draco's wrists, making his fingers tingle, as he moved as much as he could. Draco pulled harder at them, glorying in the perverse delight of feeling that he truly belonged to his father... He looked up, and for a moment, it looked as if the winged serpent of the carved headboard was moving, before he realised that it was the motions of Lucius driving into him, the bed bouncing slightly, that caused the illusion. And yet, he found it strangely comforting, and very fitting.
The intense pleasure was quickly pushing him towards orgasm, but Lucius skilfully kept him there for a long while, teetering on the edge, but denying him the fall. The increasing volume of Draco's moans and cries was fuelling Lucius' lust, and Draco twisted his upper body a little more towards his father.
"You are... oh Merlin... cruel," he managed to get out and looked pleadingly into his father's eyes.
"No, Dragon..." Lucius kissed him. "Not to you. I love you." He stroked Draco a little more firmly, giving his son the friction he needed, and moaned loudly as he felt the throbbing pulse in Draco's arse tightening around his cock and hot spurts of semen flowed over his fingers to stain the bed. Lucius stilled his hand, but didn't let go of Draco's cock, and he thrust deeply into the pliant body in his arms, until he, too, reached climax, accompanied by Draco's continual moans.
Draco loved feeling his Daddy come inside him, loved feeling the satisfaction of knowing that he had given him that pleasure. It was almost as good as feeling him come in his mouth. He kissed Lucius again, as they both stopped moving, and enjoyed the lazy feeling of post-orgasmic bliss that spread like a warm blanket over him.
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"Want you..." Draco felt a little calmer now that Lucius had taken command of the situation and had shown him that he did want him. He suspected that Daddy had held off like that only to hear him beg. Lucius pinched his nipple again, and Draco moaned as he arched up into the touch.
"Pull your legs up and spread them."
Draco did so, holding his knees apart, and the excitement grew almost intolerable again as his father looked him over. Lucius moved his index finger lightly over Draco's skin, following the curve of a hip, the inside of a thigh, along the underside of Draco's cock, then down between his cheeks to rub teasingly over his entrance. With a smile, Lucius stepped back and took up his wand.
"Arms straight down and between your legs, Draco." Lucius' voice was slightly hoarse now, and Draco knew that Daddy was as horny as he was. He had heard his father's voice in so many situations, and this one was no exception; he could hear the longing.
When Draco had taken the position, there was a small crack and ropes shot out through the end of the wand. He found his hands quickly encircled by the material and then they were tied, each to one end of the desk, his legs being spread wider by his arms in the process. He moaned as he realised the efficiency of the position. Lucius didn't need to tie his legs at all, they were actually trapped like this, hooked over his arms and exposing him completely to his father.
Lucius gave Draco a smug smile as he watched him squirm in the bonds. Draco was, of course, not trying to get out of them, but merely trying them out, making sure that he really was helpless. Lucius relished the sight, enjoying the movements of sleek muscle pulling at the ropes and then relaxing, while he opened his robe. He didn't bother getting undressed this time – he wanted it fast and hard, and it would suffice to just open his breeches.
His pleading gave him the desired result, Draco thought. Daddy looked about ready to devour him, a dangerous look in his eyes that made Draco feel all warm inside. He belonged here, tied up for Daddy, being his... only his, and he wanted to feel it even more.
"Please Daddy... Fuck me before I go crazy!" Draco whined as his cock throbbed.
There was no preparation this time, only a quick coating of oil over Lucius' cock, and then he pressed the blunt head against the tight muscle of Draco's arse. Draco moaned again as his body was invaded little by little, agonizingly slow in a way, but also deliciously so. It was more painful than usual, but Draco didn't care; he knew it would be heavenly once he was filled completely and his father started fucking him in earnest.
"Yes... oh Daddy, feels so good."
"Mmm, I'll give you something to inspire you all day, Dragon." Lucius intended to make Draco wince when walking and sitting for the rest of the day. He pulled out slowly when he felt Draco relax around him, and then slammed back inside him hard, grabbing Draco's shoulders to keep him in place.
"Yes! Merlin!" Draco cried out, enjoying the intense pleasure. There was pain as well, but a pain so sweet as to be only a different kind of pleasure, and as the thrusts continued, he could no longer tell one from the other.
The pace was punishing for them both. Lucius had to forcibly hold back the orgasm that threatened to overcome him, too quickly for his tastes, and all because of the wonderful friction. The longer he fucked Draco, the less coherent the words that spilled over Draco's lips were. Lucius enjoyed reducing his son to these incoherent pleas for more – more satisfaction, more vulnerability, more cock, more of his beloved Daddy - and Draco was only too eager to play along.
Lucius leaned down and captured his son's full lips in a heated kiss, and then kissed and bit at Draco's neck while pounding into his welcoming body.
"You're mine," he growled and bit down hard at the pale skin.
"Yours. Oh fuck, Daddy... I'm ... so close." Draco's head was swimming with all the different sensations, his mind almost overwhelmed, and foremost among them was the feeling of being totally in his father's power, subject to anything the man wanted to inflict upon him: pleasure, pain, teasing, abstinence... didn't matter as long as Daddy owned him.
"Come for me, Draco." Lucius changed the angle slightly and his thrusts now brushed a little more insistently over Draco's prostate.
Draco's moans got louder and he tensed up, pulling hard at the ropes, as icy heat built up in his thighs and stomach. The world exploded to him, in a rush of ecstasy – fire and ice and lightning sped through his limbs and out through his pulsing cock, and he could feel his father's cock glide in and out of him even more clearly as his arse clenched tightly around it.
Lucius grinned at him when next he looked up, eyes ablaze with the same kind of fiery passion that Draco had just experienced. The thrusts continued, and Draco enjoyed it, relaxed again and able to relish every nuance of his father's pleasure, pleasure that he received from his body.
"Want to see you come, Daddy," he panted. "It's so beautiful."
Lucius moaned and after a little while longer, he pulled out of Draco and rubbed his cock against Draco's now flaccid one.
12- Lie back, and lift up your legs so Daddy can wash those as well."
Draco complied, disappointed that his daddy seemed only interested in washing him. Though his touches still felt very good. He lay back against the end of the tub and lifted his legs up, one on either side of the tub, spread open for his daddy. His cock was rock hard, and nestled against his belly.
A strangled moan escaped from Lucius parted lips. Could his son possibly know how enticing he was? He looked like a million of the man's late night fantasies come to life. His thin, milky legs parted in invitation; submission. Like he wanted to give everything to Lucius. And the older Malfoy accepted. Flinging the sponge aside, he ran his soapy hands up his son's legs, caressing first his ankles and then his calves.
"Oh Daddy," gasped Draco, panting. He couldn't stand it any more. "Aren't I clean yet?" He tried to open his legs wider, so Lucius would hurry.
Ignoring him, the older blond slid his fingers higher, over slightly knobby knees and up to shaking thighs. His large hands splayed over each upper leg, his thumbs drawing small patterns on the inside of the thigh. His eyes darkened as lust seeped into every cell of his body. He wanted to possess the stunning vision in his bathtub, tonight he vowed, he'd be one step closer. He'd show Draco more of the love he knew his son wanted. "On your knees Draco," he said, his voice strained. "Let daddy wash your back and then you're done."
Draco tried not to pout as he turned over in the soapy water, climbing onto his knees and leaning down to place his hands on the bottom of the tub. "Like this, daddy?"
White knuckled fingers clutched at the edge of the tub as the older Malfoy nodded. How many times had he touched himself while thinking of Draco just like this? He cupped water in his hands and spilled it over Draco's back. Unconsciously he rubbed his trapped erection against the smooth side of the tub, trying to ease some of the need building inside him. His hands slipped all over his son's back, rubbing the skin clean from the neck to the waist.
Lucius' hands shook as they approached the boy's tight, perfect ass. Slowly he slid his hands over both cheeks, squeezing firmly, and daring to slide a finger between. The tip of the digit just barely brushed the untouched entrance to his son's body and Lucius almost came right then.
Draco's erection ached, poking into his stomach, and when Lucius touched him on his buttocks, he gasped with the new feeling. It made him ache even more. Then Daddy touched him *there,* and he moaned. He spread his legs wider, and lowered his head until it nearly touched the water, unconsciously raising his ass to Lucius.
Lucius was panting so hard he wasn't sure he could speak. Struggling for a few seconds he finally managed a brief sentence. "Time to get out, Draco." He said breathlessly, his voice low and heavy. He didn't even wait for his son to move, he just stood and hauled the small, wet body into his arms. He carried the bundle into his bedroom, and placed the boy on his bed, not caring if the sheets got damp. He planned to ruin this set tonight anyway.
Draco looked up at Lucius. The man looked so big... He hoped he hadn't done something to displease his daddy in the tub. He had seemed to like it when he spread his legs, though, so Draco did it again, lying on his back, legs spread wide, wet skin glistening.
With a growl, Lucius all but ripped off his remaining clothing and crawled across the sheets to his beautiful son. He was trying so hard to be patient, teach Draco slowly... But the boy was too damn gorgeous! The picture he made, with his body slick and aroused drove Lucius wild. He moved between Draco's legs and began to kiss along the boy's thigh. "Daddy wants you so much, Draco. Do you want Daddy?" His hands pushed Draco's legs apart even more, giving him complete access to the trembling body below him.
"Daddy!" gasped out the boy. "I love you! I want to do what you want. Touch me again, Daddy, it aches!" The sight of Lucius above him, spreading him open, the feeling of the man touching him, was too much. He was trembling.
The older Malfoy shifted a bit, moving his mouth to hover just over his son's swollen cock. He leaned in and pressed a light kiss to the tip. "I love you too, Draco." His tongue darted out and he licked a trail up the length of the hard flesh. "I love you more than anything else in this world."
"Oh Daddy!" squeaked Draco. "What are you doing?"
"I'm loving you, my son. I'm loving you in the way that only *I* can." He slid a hand up to Draco's mouth and rested his fingers against the boy's mouth. "Open up for Daddy, baby, lick my fingers and get them nice and wet for me, ok?" Pushing down his own need, Lucius waited for his son to obey. It was hell not to bury his aching cock deep within his son's virgin body. That was all he could think of. How tight Draco would be around him, how hot and tight, and mind blowing. But he knew that would be moving too fast. For tonight he'd be content with introducing Draco to just a finger. But one day... He would have this boy. His son.
Draco didn't understand, but he did what his father asked, sucking on his father's fingers. All sorts of new feelings were racing through him. And he liked it.
Lucius continued his light touches, just pressing small kisses to Draco's erection, and adding licks here and there. His tongue slid down, flicking at the boy's small sac, wanting to taste every part of Draco that he could. He didn't want to take Draco fully into his mouth until his fingers were good and wet. He would use the sensation of oral pleasure to counteract any discomfort the boy might feel.
Draco squirmed and tried not to cry out. He sucked harder at his father's fingers, and his daddy's mouth was everywhere, and it felt so naughty, and so good.
Pulling his fingers free from that tempting mouth, Lucius looked up. "I'm going to slide a finger into you now, son." Their eyes locked, and the older blond whispered, "Lover." He licked his lips and slid his wet fingers along the cleft of the boy's ass. "It might feel strange, but you trust that daddy won't hurt you, right?" His slick finger slid between the pale cheeks and rested against the hidden entrance.
The small blond's breath hitched as he felt where Lucius' finger was. But, "Yes, Daddy," he breathed, opening his legs as far as they would go. He wasn't afraid.
"Such a good boy. Daddy's precious son." Lucius rubbed his cheek against Draco's erection as his finger grazed over and over the tight ring. He had to do this just right, make sure Draco enjoyed it. With painstaking slowness he began to push his finger into the tight sheath of the younger blond's body, and at the same time he pulled the head of Draco's cock into his mouth.
"Daddy!" gasped Draco, as his young body was assailed by the twin sensations. The finger that pushed inside him felt strange, but Daddy's mouth on his erection was wonderful. Even better than his hand. He arched up. He wanted more.
Taking more of Draco's rigid erection into his mouth, Lucius managed to ease his finger in a bit deeper. He moaned around the hardness he was sucking on. His son was even tighter than he had imagined. His own cock twitched and ached painfully. He rubbed himself against the sheets as his tongue swirled happily around his son's arousal.
Draco grabbed handfuls of the sheets as his daddy pushed his finger farther. It started to hurt a little bit, but when Lucius moaned around his erection, it made him nearly scream. He looked down at his handsome father and saw that Lucius' cock was very hard too, and the way his daddy was rubbing himself against the bed made Draco feel very hot.
When his finger was as deep as it could go, Lucius began to carefully move it in and out. His other hand moved to Draco's hip and held it firmly, as his mouth plunged down to take the full length of his son's cock between his lips. He sucked hard while his finger slipped in and out of the writhing body below him. He could feel the digit drying though, and he didn't want to hurt Draco; that, and his own cock was screaming to be touched. Gently, and as slowly as he could manage, he removed his finger, and quickly brought his hand to his own erection.
The boy was disappointed when Daddy removed the finger; he was starting to like it. But then the suction on his aching arousal increased, and he looked down to see daddy touching his own big hard cock. It was too much for him, and he screamed, his climax even better than before. Daddy loved him so much to give him this.
Lucius heard his son's scream of completion and his mouth was quickly flooded with warm seed. He closed his mouth tight around Draco's erection and swallowed every last drop, not wanting to spill any of it. And even when his son's climax was done, he kept his cock in his mouth as he pumped his own. He thought of how tight Draco was, how it was going to feel to be buried inside that body, how Draco was going to be his and only his. He stoked himself faster, finally allowing the boy's cock to slide from his mouth so he could moan his son's name.
Draco, watched, panting and still shaking from his release, as his father found his own. His own name on Lucius' lips made him shiver, and he pleasure on his face was incredibly clear. "Daddy," he whispered, "I love you."
Lucius looked up, his eyes dazed, and his mouth hanging open as he tried to catch his breath. His climax had been hard and fast, leaving him shuddering and drained in the aftermath. He moved from wet spot he had created and snuggled next to his son. "I love you too Draco. My Draco." Lucius went to wipe his sticky fingers on a clean part of the sheet but paused. "Would you.. Like to taste?" He offered the fingers covered with his passion to his son.
"Yes, Daddy," answered Draco, licking at them carefully. It tasted funny, but not bad. "Did you like that?" It felt so good when his daddy held him. Lucius pulled Draco close to him, holding the boy tight and pressing their warm bodies together. He planted a light kiss on his son's cheek. "I like you. And yes, I liked that. Did you?"
"Very much," breathed Draco. "But why did you put your finger in me, Daddy?"
Knowing he had to tread carefully, the older blond thought a moment before answering. "One day I'd like for us to be together in the most intimate way possible. I want to show you the truest form of love. But I have to get you used to it first."
"Will... will it hurt?" Draco asked, wide-eyed but getting a bit sleepy.
Lucius stroked his fine blond hair tenderly. "The first time it most likely will. That's why we'll wait a while before we try that. Until then there's a lot of other things daddy would like to teach you."
"I want to learn, Daddy," the boy said sincerely, just before his eyes fluttered shut. He breathed evenly and deeply, utterly relaxed.
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You've been a bad boy, Draco. Bad boys need punishment. Lie over my lap. Face down. Now."
Draco stared, his mouth agape. He sat up and slowly crawled over to Lucius. Biting his bottom lip, the blond spread himself face down across his Daddy's legs. He had an idea of what his Daddy was planning. He felt vulnerable; his small body trembled slightly. "Daddy..."
Lucius almost moaned; Draco was perfect, submissive yet frightened. He could almost climax just from this. He pushed the boy forward on his lap so he wouldn't be pressing against his towel-covered erection. He had to stay in control. Slowly, he reached to take hold of the hem of Draco's pajama top, which was so long it covered his rear. Letting his fingers brush very lightly over the boy's bare skin, he drew it up, exposing his perfect buttocks. He licked his lips in anticipation. "Now, don't be frightened, Draco," he whispered. "I won't hurt you. Much."
Squeezing his eyes shut, Draco let his head drop, and tried to relax. It wasn't easy. Being spread out across Lucius' lap, feeling those firm hands moving teasingly on him, worrying about what was coming next; it was all driving Draco to distraction. His Daddy had pulled his shirt up to his mid back, so now the younger Malfoy was bare from there, to his toes. He shifted a bit, his erection pressing against his Daddy's leg. He had to bite back a moan as the soft towel rubbed lightly along his arousal. He knew Daddy really wouldn't like it if he knew Draco was getting pleasure from this. The smaller boy swallowed a few times and tried to get his body under control.
Lucius smiled as he felt his son harden against him. This would teach him some control. He ran his hand back down Draco's smooth back until his hand came to rest on the boy's rounded buttocks. He left his hand there a moment before bringing it up and back down again, sharply. The sound rang out in the room.
"DADDY!" Draco's head shot up, his eyes huge in his pale face. Pain blossomed in his bottom, and brought tears to his eyes. Lucius' smack stung greatly, and Draco knew there would be a red mark. He squirmed around on his Daddy's lap, trying to get away from the next slap he knew would follow.
"Hold still, Draco," Lucius commanded in a steely voice that belied his arousal. The boy's hip nudged his erection, and he bit back a moan. Draco really was deliciously sensual, a perfect mix of innocence and seduction. He could feel the boy's undiminished arousal against him. He spanked once more, less sharply, and followed the slap with a caress to the perfectly reddened skin.
Hearing the forceful tone of his Daddy's voice, Draco tried to stop moving. He whimpered softly and prepared himself for the new blow. It was softer than the first one, and then his Daddy's hands were touching him, strong fingers kneading the sore skin in a perfect mixture of pain and pleasure. Draco's cock ached, and while his Daddy touched, he rubbed himself against a muscular, towel covered thigh. "Oh... Daddy..." This, Draco liked.
"Spread your legs," commanded Lucius, trying to keep his voice even. It wasn't easy; Draco was incredible, his pale skin reddened from just two blows, his cock hard against his thigh.
Obeying quickly, Draco parted his slender legs as his Daddy had instructed. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he panted; beginning to enjoy his punishment a lot more. He liked being sprawled out over Lucius' lap, almost fully naked, but not quite, totally helpless against his Daddy's strength. Draco shivered slightly. Knowing how powerful his Daddy was turned him on even more. He wanted to feel that forceful hand on him again.
Lucius smiled at Draco's eagerness; the punishment seemed to be turning to pleasure rather quickly. He caressed, his hand dropping lower, to the boy's cleft, letting his finger trail down. He traced down, nearly but not quite touching Draco's entrance, running instead down the inside of his nearer thigh. He pushed his hand between the boy's thighs, spreading them farther apart, then spanked again, directly over his opening. He knew that the vibrations from the slap would drive Draco wild.
The younger blond's body jerked, a keening cry escaping from him. Draco lifted his hips, trying to bring his bottom closer, and compel Lucius to do that again. Shock waves ran through his small frame, making his erection ache, and his bottom throb. Draco took care to keep his legs parted, even though the strain made his thighs tremble with the effort. "More, Daddy! Please!"
"You like it, do you, Draco?" smirked Lucius. He loved how the boy was spreading his legs so wantonly. He felt his own cock throb, and he shifted his hips to get even the tiniest bit of relief. He moved his other hand now, running it down the boy's back until it joined the first. With his left hand he spread apart Draco's buttocks, exposing his tender entrance. He traced a circle around the boy's opening before drawing back once more and spanking the spread-open boy.
A choked gasp tore itself from Draco's throat. First Daddy had been touching him lightly, stroking his entrance softly. Draco had been hoping Daddy would slip a finger inside like he had done before; that had felt so incredible. Instead though, Lucius had spanked him again, and it hurt! But, being so close to his sensitive entrance it sent shock waves of pleasure through out his entire body. Draco couldn't help but grind himself against his Daddy's leg; his body felt all shaky, he needed release so badly.
Lucius bit his lip; Draco was the perfect picture of passivity, spreading his legs and submitting willingly to his father's hands. He could feel the frantic movements of his son's body as the boy ached for his climax. He could almost come just from this, just from watching and touching his perfect Draco. His son was just where he wanted him. Lucius summoned a small jar of oil and took some on his hand. Then he spread Draco open even wider and traced circles around his entrance.
Draco's eyes went wide; he tried so hard to be a good boy and keep quiet, but he just couldn't manage it. "Oh, Daddy... Please, that feels so good," he moaned loudly. The older Malfoy had him spread open so vulnerably, he was virtually helpless under Lucius' hands. Daddy fingers teased him without mercy; slowly, ever so slowly, they danced around his opening until the boy thought he'd scream with the intensity of his need. Draco rubbed himself even harder against Daddy's leg, he knew that was bad, but he couldn't stop himself.
"Oh, Draco," breathed Lucius, and all his impressive control couldn't keep a small moan from his voice. If the boy only knew how badly Lucius wanted to throw him down and fuck that sweet little body... But right now he knew he couldn't, had to wait, had to make that virgin ass ready for him... "Do you want to feel good?"
It was a struggle, but Draco managed to lift his head, and turn just enough so he could look at Daddy's face. He blinked his slightly wet eyes, and looked up at Lucius with pure adoration. "You always make me feel good Daddy... Even when I'm a bad boy." He lifted his bottom, and pushed it against Daddy's hands, trying to tell Lucius that he could do as he pleased with him.
Lucius did moan then, and he slipped one finger inside Draco carefully. It was so hard to go slow, to control his overpowering need to take his son thoroughly. "Soon, Draco. Soon Daddy will show you everything. I'll show you how much I love you. Like no one else can." He moved one oiled finger in and out of the boy as his cock ached painfully.
"Oooh, Daddy," Draco moaned huskily. His blonde head fell back down as he tried to concentrate on just rocking his hips. He rocked up and moved Daddy's finger deeper, the he rocked down and rubbed himself against Daddy's leg. The younger blonde whimpered, the sound coming out as a half sob. "Daddy..." His whole body ached, his nerves drawn tight; Draco knew he wouldn't last much longer, but he didn't want to make Daddy mad.
Lucius added another finger; afraid to hurt his son, but knowing he could take another. The boy's body gripped his fingers and his cock pulsed in sympathy. He ran his free hand up Draco's smooth back, marveling once again at the boy's creamy, unmarked skin. So young, so perfect, so completely his... the boy was rubbing himself almost frantically now, and he knew Draco was close. As much as he liked the boy over his lap, he wanted to see everything. He removed his fingers gently and moved the boy onto the bed, on his back. "Keep those legs spread," he commanded, voice low. Lucius stood and let the towel drop to the floor. "Now, touch yourself while I watch."
Taking a second to let his eyes roam over Lucius' strong, powerful form, the words didn't sink into Draco's mind at first. When they did, his mouth fell open and he stared. "T-touch myself, Daddy? But... that made you so mad before..." The boy's bottom was still stinging from the spanking, not that he minded so much; in fact Draco was finding the slight pain made the pleasure that much more heightened. But, he didn't want Daddy to be mad at him.
"It's ok when I say so, Draco. Ok when I watch. Only then," purred Lucius. "Now, show me. Touch your cock and show me what feels good." He stood by the side of the bed, just watching for now, towering over the much smaller boy. His own cock was so hard it nearly touched his belly, and the tip glistened with moisture.
Swallowing a few times, Draco nodded to show he understood. He slowly undid the buttons on the front of his pajama shirt, his pale fingers trembling under Daddy's watchful eyes. Since Lucius had removed all that he was wearing, Draco figured he should do the same. He let the shirt part and bared his fair chest, but he didn't take it off. He like the feeling of wearing it open like it was. Once that was done, Draco reached down hesitantly and wrapped his pale fingers around his arousal. As soon as he touched himself his eyes fell shut and his mouth dropped open. "T-this feels good, Daddy..." The boy stroked his own cock slowly; his fingers fumbled a bit at first, but he soon found the right pace to give him the utmost pleasure. Draco cracked open an eye and saw his Daddy was gazing down on him, looking like he wanted eat Draco alive. The younger blond shivered and stroked harder. Lucius was as hard as he was, and just standing there, just watching. Draco felt so wicked touching himself in front of Daddy. He was beginning to like that feeling.
Lucius moaned softly as he watched his son touch himself. He ached to touch his own erection, but he had other plans for his climax. Draco's hand grew more sure as he stroked, and he knew the boy wouldn't be able to last much longer. If only Draco knew how perfectly desirable he was, how intoxicating his innocent seductiveness was... he wanted to do everything to Draco, all of it. He would show his son what perfect ecstasy was. He moved forward, kneeling on the bed at Draco's feet. He moved further, between his son's spread thighs, and sought out his entrance once again. He slid his fingers inside, pumping slowly, searching for the boy's pleasure spot.
Draco cried out, his small body arching up. Daddy had started touching him again, his fingers pressing deep inside. And then suddenly, Daddy touched something that made Draco's world explode around him. The boy had no idea what happened, one second he was relishing the fingers stretching his body open, and then the next he was screaming as hot passion crashed down on his slender fame. "DADDY!" His body trembled as his climax began to overtake him. Draco squeezed his eyes shut, and finally allowed himself to let go. He hoped that it was all right with Daddy... The younger Malfoy moaned, and squirmed as his passion spilled over his own hand and onto his stomach.
Lucius felt the young body tighten around his fingers an instant before Draco cried out. The boy's body arched up, and the slim hips thrust up, as Draco climaxed hard. The older blond watched with satisfaction as his son's seed splashed all over his flushed chest. He waited until the tremors had stopped before gently removing his fingers and moving up Draco's body. He trailed one finger through Draco's seed, making the boy shiver, and he brought it to his lips. "You taste incredible, Draco," he said in a voice thick with lust he could no longer contain. He sat up, straddling Draco's sated body, and dropped his hand to his own aching cock.
With wide, dazed eyes Draco watched his Daddy taste his climax. The boy blushed slightly as his Daddy complimented him; Lucius' voice was so sexy, and it was obvious to Draco that Daddy was as turned on by all this as he was. As Lucius sat straddling him, Draco eyed the large erection that rose up from between Daddy's legs. It looked so hard, and big, and before he knew what he doing, Draco reached out and touched it.
Lucius' head dropped back as his son touched him, unbidden. "Oh, Draco," gasped the older man. "Yes, touch me..." The boy wrapped his small hand around Lucius' length, and the older Malfoy nearly came right then. He covered the boy's hand with his own, and guided it up and down, slowly, showing Draco what to do.
Licking his lips, and concentrating, Draco followed his Daddy's instructions. He loved the look on the older man's face, and he got even more pleasure knowing he was the cause of that look. He was able to catch on quickly, after just having touched himself he felt a little more sure of what Daddy would like. Draco stroked up and down with Daddy's hand, keeping a firm grip on the hard cock under their entwined fingers. He looked up at Lucius and smiled, so glad that he could make Daddy happy.
Lucius moaned as he watched his son smile so innocently at him, while he had his hand on his father's cock. His eyes fixed on the boy's mouth, and suddenly he couldn't think of anything else. "Draco," he purred. "I want you to suck my cock."
Draco kept stroking for a moment more, and then stilled his hand, and looked up at Lucius. His Daddy wanted him to... Sucking in a quick breath, the smaller blond nodded. The thought of taking Daddy into his mouth... Getting to taste Lucius, and bring him pleasure... He licked his rosy lips, and waited for Daddy to move.
Lucius' heart pounded as he moved his hard length closer to the boy's sweet mouth. The anticipation made him ache; the very idea of taking Draco's mouth for the first time... "Draco..." he moaned. "I love you..." He watched the boy's pink mouth, and moved closer.
"I love you too, Daddy," Draco said with a small, genuine smile. He did love his Daddy more than anything, and he'd do anything to please Lucius. He put his pale hand on Daddy's and helped the older Malfoy bring his rock hard cock closer. Draco leaned up and bit, and was finally able to press his lips to the head, kissing it gently.
Lucius was nearly undone by that simple kiss. His eyes closed and his mouth dropped open as he pressed forward, urging Draco to take in the head. He forced his eyes open; he didn't want to miss one instant of his arousal disappearing into Draco's mouth.
Complying with the unexpressed command, Draco opened his mouth, and took the head of his father's cock into his mouth. He was careful not to let his teeth touch it, he had a feeling that wouldn't be good. The boy's tongue tentatively started to caress the head, tasting the wetness that had gathered on it.
"Draco... yes, that's it..." moaned Lucius, wanting nothing more than to fuck his son's tender mouth but holding back with impressive effort. "Suck me... god, Draco..." The blond was rapidly losing control. Lucius Malfoy, commander of his world, reduced to a lustful animal by his son's innocence. He buried one hand in Draco's silken hair and urged the boy to take him deeper.
With a slight moan Draco opened his mouth wider and attempted to pull his Daddy deeper inside. It was difficult because Lucius was so big, and Draco wasn't used to doing such things. He was loving it however; loving the feeling of Daddy's hard cock in his mouth, the taste of Daddy's essence on his tongue. Draco made a happy little noise of satisfaction and took Lucius even further in, his wet tongue working hard to lick every part of the erection filling his mouth.
Lucius wasn't sure what was better... watching his hard cock slide into Draco's mouth or feeling the wet heat surround him. His son suckled at him eagerly, and the sounds he made vibrated along his length. He moved Draco's hand up and down on his arousal, covering the parts the small mouth couldn't reach. He knew he couldn't hold back much longer. The pressure was building.
Leaning up further, Draco sucked as hard as he could on his Daddy's cock. His tongue was working quickly, as was the hand stroking the area he couldn't swallow. Daddy really seemed to be enjoying his efforts, so Draco worked even harder, wanting so much to please Lucius. He closed his eyes and focused all his energy on that; on bringing the older man as much pleasure as he could. The young blond virtually purred as his tongue swirled around the thick erection between his lips. He was beginning to get a taste for sucking cock.
Lucius moaned, cock deep in his son's young throat. God, the boy was a natural... his innocence wasn't at all defiled by the fact that he had his sweet lips wrapped around his daddy's erection. "Draco... you're such a good boy..." he purred, as the boy's hand moved faster. His body tightened as his climax approached, despite all his efforts to hold it off. He wanted to enjoy every second. A strangled cry, and he surrendered to pleasure.
Choking slightly, Draco tried to swallow as much of his Daddy's climax as he could.
...
Slowly, reverently, he placed a hand on Draco's chest and drew it downward. He splayed his fingers to touch as much silky skin as possible. His other hand slid down Draco's thigh, pushing at the knee to spread the boy's legs.
Feeling Daddy's strong hand on his knee, the blond quickly spread his creamy thighs in response. Draco's chest arched upwards as Daddy's fingers danced over the soft skin. "Daddy," he moaned. He wanted to ask for so much, to beg the older man to do so many things to him, but his tongue seemed frozen. Draco was a slave to his Daddy's whims, and even thought it was torture, it was ecstasy as well.
Draco's sweet voice calling to him spurred Lucius on. He slid his hand up the inside of the boy's thigh, looking down at his son offering himself. Spread open, completely exposed, absolutely vulnerable to anything Lucius wanted to do to him. And so willing and aroused by it, as hard as Lucius himself. A moan escaped his lips, and with a shaking hand he fumbled at his own trousers. The button seemed far too difficult now. Finally, he managed it, opening the trousers just enough to free his rock hard length. He kept one hand on Draco's thigh, though, moving slowly upward, to the boy's virgin entrance.
With a low, and very sensual whimper, Draco lifted his hips, and urged Daddy to continue moving his hand. The one on the boy's chest had been taken away, and right after, Draco had heard the sound of a zipper being pulled. He knew that Daddy was undressing and it made his young body quiver with anticipation. He ached to touch himself, to relive some of the pleasant pressure that had built inside him, but he didn't dare. He had to wait, to control himself. If Daddy's hand would only keep moving, then Draco knew it would be worth restraining himself.
"God, Draco, you're so beautiful," Lucius groaned as he stared down at his son, drawing out his arousal. The tip was wet with his need, and the proximity of the boy's entrance was nearly too much. He let his hand slide up the last few centimeters, until his thumb touched Draco's opening. "I want you so much," he whispered, moving his thumb in gentle circles on the boy's soft skin, teasing his entrance, opening him further.
Pale hips shot up, and slender thighs parted more. "I'm yours Daddy," Draco whispered heatedly. "You can have me." The younger Malfoy tried to push down on the finger that was ghosting over the entrance to his body. Draco remembered the times that Daddy had put fingers inside him, and his cock pulsed. He wondered if Daddy would do that again; it had felt so good before.
Never in his life had Lucius felt so out of control, so on the edge of losing grasp of his resolve. Resolve not to fully take Draco until he was older, ready. He pushed harder, his thumb just entering Draco's body, gently opening him. The boy's words set him on fire, and he stroked his own cock as he stared down at Draco, offering himself.
Draco's eyes went wide, and he sucked in a gasped breath. His head thrashed on the table, blond hair flying every which way as the boy felt a gentle finger just barely enter him. Draco's fingers twisted into the tablecloth, tearing frantically at the expensive material. His young body was being pushed to its limit; Daddy just kept teasing and teasing. "Please," he cried desperately, "Daddy, please.."
"Please, what, Draco?" breathed Lucius, stroking his cock as he slid a finger inside the boy. So close... he leaned farther, closer, rubbing his rock hard length against Draco's inner thigh.
The young body quaked when it felt that large, hard cock pressing against it. Draco had never been more aroused, had never needed his Daddy more. The boy knew he was totally at his Daddy's mercy; he was spread out under the man and more than willing to agree to whatever Daddy wanted. He shifted his leg so that it rubbed against Lucius' erection and tormented the man in the way Draco was being tormented. "I need you, Daddy." Draco whispered feverishly. "You're the only who can satisfy me..." He moved his hips, trying to urge Daddy's finger deeper inside his virgin passage. Draco hoped this would get his message across quite clearly.
Lucius groaned; it was all he could do not to ram his aching cock deep inside his son. "No, Draco..." he said, trying to remember why he couldn't just do it. "I..." he trailed off as Draco rubbed against him. He was barely able to summon some lubrication; even the easiest spells were next to impossible when faced with such temptation. He coated his fingers with the slippery substance and slowly pushed one finger inside Draco. So tight... the boy's body gripped him perfectly. With the other hand, he guided his cock to rub against Draco's. He thrust, the lubrication causing his thick length to slide easily along the boy's. "God..."
Arching his back, the blond boy slammed his hips up clumsily. A relived sob tore from his throat as his Daddy finally began to touch him in earnest. Draco let go of his hold on the tablecloth, and reached up to grip the older man's shoulder so he could more easily bring their bodies together. The boy wanted firmer pressure on his cock, more friction, more sensation; he could feel a white-hot climax building within him, and he wanted only to succumb to it.
Draco's eagerness only made Lucius hotter. He slid another finger into the boy as he let Draco pull him down. He crushed his mouth to his son's, their tongues twisting together, and he wrapped his hand around Draco's cock.
It was almost more than Draco could bear; so many assaults on his already over-aroused body. Daddy's hand on his erection, Daddy's tongue in his mouth, Daddy's fingers inside him; the older man was plundering every part of Draco's body, and the boy was delighting in it. His tongue met Lucius' as he kissed back with all the vigor he felt, his hips shot up pushing his cock more fully into the hand around it. Daddy was over him, in him; at that moment Lucius was all that existed in Draco's world.
All Lucius could think of was how perfect Draco was, how perfect this feeling was, as he kissed his son on the dining table. He slid two fingers in and out of Draco, then dared to add another. He stroked the boy's cock more firmly to distract him from the added width, and moved his head down to lap at his nipples. He rubbed his erection against the soft skin; he wanted to eat Draco alive.
"Daddy," The young boy whimpered. He knew there was no way he could stave off his release much longer. Daddy's fingers were filling his body, stretching him so that he'd be ready for the man to enter him. Shivers of delight raced down Draco's spine just at the thought of being taken by his strong, powerful Daddy. That, combined with the mouth teasing his nipples, and the hand stroking his cock with rough, yet precise movement, had him balancing on the fringe of orgasm. He writhed sensually under Lucius, caring nothing for decorum or manners. Draco's only concerns were that Daddy keep touching him, and that he be allowed to surrender to his fast approaching climax.
Lucius knew that Draco was teetering on the edge of release; he wanted his son to scream in passion for him. So he pulled back, and through eyes heavy-lidded with desire he watched his son writhe. With as much rhythm as he could manage in his own aroused state, he fucked Draco with his fingers as he stroked the boy's cock faster and faster. "Draco..." he moaned. "I love you..."
Disbelief flooded Draco's eyes. His hips kept moving, pressing down to drive Daddy's fingers deeper, and then thrusting up to slide his cock through Daddy's fingers; all the while his mind was trying to process the words Lucius had moaned to him. Daddy had said he loved Draco. Love. It was a word so rarely, if ever, said in the Malfoy home; and Daddy had said it to him.. Draco's mouth fell open in a wordless cry of pleasure as his young form began to shake with the beginnings of his orgasm. Daddy loved him. The words alone were enough to send Draco into climax, and climax he did. He came almost violently, his warm essence spilling from his cock and coating Daddy's hand; his body clenching around the fingers nestled deep inside him. The blond boy's body was quaking greatly as release drained every ounce of strength from him, leaving him relaxed and sated as he lay spread on the table. Daddy loved him...
Draco's body tightened around his fingers, and Lucius watched as his son's body shook with pleasure. The thought that he was giving his son this, only him, made him nearly climax. He continued to move his hands until the boy was finished, then he withdrew his fingers carefully, noting that Draco had easily taken three fingers. If he could take that, he could take Lucius' cock inside him... He leaned down and kissed his son, once again rubbing his cock against Draco.
With a soft purr, the boy closed his eyes and lifted his hips to meet Daddy's. He knew the older man was still hard, and Draco wanted to give back the pleasure he'd been given. "What do you want, Daddy?" He asked softly, seductively. "I'll give you anything you ask..."
"Draco..." groaned Lucius, nearly out of control. He thrust against the boy, his seed making him slide against the smooth skin easily. Too easily... Propping himself with one arm on the table, Lucius took his arousal in the other hand and rubbed it against Draco's thigh. So close... he tortured himself by rubbing it against the cleft of the boy's still-spread buttocks. "I... can't... not until you're older..."
Draco slid his hands up Lucius' chest, the look in his eyes hungry and possessive. "I'm yours. I've always been Daddy's little Draco." His pale fingers danced over the older man's collar bone, his hips shifting so that Daddy's cock nudged against the entrance to his body. Draco sucked in a deep breath, and licked his lips. "I love you, Daddy. I want you to be the one to have me."
"Fuck," Lucius hissed, the unaccustomed profanity slipping unintentionally from his lips. How could his son, just a child, be able to undo him so completely? He was pressing his hard cock against the entrance to Draco's body, the skin so hot it burned him. He thrust, but moved up, so his length rubbed against the boy's thigh instead. "Not... yet..." He was so close to losing control... he started to pump his erection, stroking himself quickly, unable to tear his eyes away from his beautiful son. He ran his free hand down Draco's body, thrusting into his own hand frantically. "Draco..."
"Daddy," the boy moaned sensually, pouring all his desire and emotion into the single utterance. He propped himself up on his elbows and watched with half lidded eyes as Lucius stroked his cock. Draco wanted to help, but he was loathe to interrupt the amazing sight of his Daddy touching himself. Lucius was the very picture of masculine sexuality, and the younger blond hoped that one day he'd look as magnificent as Daddy did right now.
The sight of Draco lying there, debauched and moaning for him, took Lucius over the edge. He decided that next time, next lesson, he would fully take Draco. He just couldn't wait any longer. He was addicted, and he didn't want to stop. He stroked faster, and his knees nearly gave out as his climax began. He stroked, letting his seed pulse out over Draco's body, covering his son with his need. "Mine..." he groaned.
Arching his back, the boy brought his body closer to his Daddy; a loud cry of satisfaction sounded from his lips as he felt the warmth of the other's climax splashing him. "Yes, Daddy, yes!" Draco's free hand slid through the seed covering his body, relishing in the knowledge that Daddy wanted him so much. "This belongs only to you." His sticky fingers trailed up to caress his hard nipples, further spreading Lucius' essence over his pale skin.
Watching his son revel in their passion, Lucius rode out the rest of his climax.
...
Draco's eyes slipped shut and his slender hips shot up as the older man began to stroke his arousal. All those nights at school when he'd been alone in his bed he had dreamed of this, of his father. No boy could ever make him feel the same desire that Lucius did; he belonged to his daddy. "Yes, Daddy," he gasped, "all yours." His hands balled into fists as he strove to keep some shred of control over himself. It was a pointless feat, because when his daddy touched him Draco was always at his mercy. And he loved it.
Draco's perfect submission made Lucius ache all over; he knew no one in the world would ever understand their relationship but he didn't care. He knew it was right; no one had ever made him feel the way his son did. They gave each other pleasure, and that was *right*. He stroked more quickly; he could tell Draco was on the edge and he wanted to take his time. Perhaps he should take the edge off for him... He wrapped his free arm around Draco and ran his hand down the smooth chest, brushing the boy's pink nipples.
Arching his back, the boy tried to press himself closer to the powerful hands drifting across his chest. Teasing fingers lightly slid over his hard nipples, drawing a breathy moan from Draco's pouty lips. He tried to splay his legs further, but his pants were bunched around his thighs and movement was impossible. He was trapped, fully helpless in Lucius' hands. Those hands moved even faster up and down his cock, making Draco's chest heave as he drew in short breaths of air, the very notion of breathing seeming insubstantial when compared to the importance of focusing all his energy on the sensations his daddy was heaping onto him. His blond head tossed from side to side, soft whimpers and plaintive cries spilling repeatedly across his lips.
Lucius barely breathed, just watching his son in the throes of passion. Draco was exquisite, writhing and completely focused on his pleasure. So perfect, so willing, so wanton... and all his. His own cock pressed against his trousers, against Draco's ass, but he ignored its call. This moment was for Draco; this was all about his beautiful son. He stroked faster, precisely, keeping a rhythm that would bring Draco quickly to climax.
The study seemed to disappear around them, and Draco almost felt that he was using the portkey again. Everything was a blur, a rush, there was nothing solid to hold onto to; all he could do was abandon himself to the sensations and hope his daddy was there to catch him when it was all over. Lucius' hands seems to have multiplied, they were moving all over Draco's body, up and down his chest, along the length of his erect cock. The boy couldn't stop the heated, impassioned cries that he was making as Daddy drove him closer and closer to completion with each rushed stroke of his arousal. He had kept their relationship a secret because he knew that no one else would understand. They would think it wrong for Lucius Malfoy to spread little Draco out under him and ravish the young boy until they were hoarse from screaming with delight. But to Draco the very thought of that was ecstasy. It was what he wanted most in this world, and a Malfoy always gets what he wants. Draco rocked forward, pushing his cock through Daddy's fingers as his release began to grip his young body. "Daddy!" He screamed loudly, right before he tensed, his back arched almost painfully as his essence spilled out across Lucius' hand.
Lucius was very close to release, just from watching Draco. He continued to pump Draco's cock as it spilled its seed over him. Just long enough to prolong every sensation. He couldn't resist; he brought his hand up to his mouth and licked Draco's essence off it. "You're perfect, my Draco," Lucius whispered, holding the trembling boy tightly.
"Do you like what you see, Daddy?" Draco panted.
"You have no idea," growled Lucius, his fists clenching. Draco was the epitome of young male beauty, skin smooth, lean muscles just developing and cock hard and wet against his stomach. He himself was clad only in his trousers, which bulged with his need. "Turn around, and bend over. I want to see everything."
With a gasp, and then a low moan, Draco complied with his daddy's wishes. He turned to face the door, placing his palms flat against it to brace himself as he spread his legs and bent his body to let Lucius have a perfect view. His knees were wobbling from the sheer arousal sparked by his positioning.
Never had Lucius seen anything as perfect, as overwhelmingly arousing, as his son displaying himself for him. With a deep moan, Lucius crossed the room, pulling off his trousers quickly and pressing himself against Draco from behind. He couldn't help himself; he rubbed his hard length along Draco's exposed cleft, teasing both of them. "I want you so much," he growled. "You're mine."
Draco's fingers scratched at the door as he tried to hold on to something, anything, as his entire body threatened to melt out from under him. The position alone had turned him on greatly, and then in the blink of an eye Lucius was behind him, the older man's erection so hard and demanding as it brushed against him. Draco pressed his forehead to the door and rocked his hips back, nudging his bottom welcomingly against his daddy's large cock. "I'm yours, Daddy!" He cried out. "Anything you want I'll do it... I need you."
"Don't tempt me so, Draco," hissed Lucius, almost trembling with the effort to hold back. "You're not ready." Yet he didn't stop rocking his hips, sliding his arousal against that sinful ass.
"Yes, I am," Draco countered, his voice firm even in its breathless state. "I want you inside me, stretching me, filling me... Take my virginity, Daddy. It's yours, just like I am." The boy was hard pressed to keep standing as his daddy moved against him, teasing him with the promise of what he could do. Draco wanted to reach down and stroke his arousal in time with Lucius' rocking, but he didn't want anything to take away from the feeling of that thick cock rubbing along his bottom.
Lucius closed his eyes, trying to hang onto his last shred of control. "Not yet," he growled. "But we can still have some fun... get on the bed, Draco." He stepped back reluctantly.
Righting himself slowly, Draco turned and had to lean against the door again, just for a moment, as he caught his breath and willed his legs to stop trembling. Then he pushed himself away from it and sauntered over to his father, every step a motion of pure seduction; from the way he swung his hips to the way his lips parted as he ran his tongue across them. He stepped around Lucius, and made his way onto the bed, climbing onto it on all fours.
Lucius moaned to himself as he looked at Draco. His control was slipping fast and he had to remind himself to take it slowly. Draco was much too young, his body couldn't take Lucius yet... but oh god, Draco looked ready, his delectable ass high in the air as he kneeled on the bed on all fours. Draco waited, submissively displaying himself, and Lucius' arousal pulsed. He couldn't do this... "Roll over, Draco. On your back," he managed to moan. With the position Draco was in, he was tempted beyond his ability to resist.
"On my back, Daddy? But can't I kneel? I know how much you like it when I kneel before you like a good little boy." To demonstrate, Draco changed his position slightly, so that he was kneeling on the bed, with his back to Lucius. He looked over his shoulder, sending the older man a come hither look that was far too sensual on a face so young.
And it was too much temptation for Lucius. He gave in as Draco knew he must. "All right," he whispered, summoning a jar of lubricant and settling onto the bed behind his son. "But we'll just prepare you a bit more today, that's all," he added, as sternly as he could manage. He sat on his knees, staring at Draco's ass so delectably offered, and his cock was so hard it poked him in the stomach.
Draco nodded noncommittally, a sly smile pulling at his lips since he knew Lucius couldn't see them from this position. They might start with more preparation, but Draco had no intentions of letting it end there. He had waited long enough; tonight would be the night that Daddy claimed his body.
Coating his finger with the slippery cream, Lucius dragged it slowly down his son's cleft. "Open yourself for me," he said roughly; just speaking the words made his cock wet with need.
The hoarse command sent shivers down Draco's spine and made his aching cock that much harder. He obeyed the order, quickly reaching behind himself to spread apart his bottom and expose every part of himself to Daddy's eyes and fingers. With his hands occupied Draco was unable to give into the need to stoke his own cock, which was good as he wanted to draw this out until Daddy gave in.
The perfect willingness of his son to obey every command made Lucius moan desperately. He traced an oiled finger down Draco's exposed cleft, making circles around the entrance he wanted so badly to possess. He pressed with his thumb, teasing but not entering, just to drive the boy mad from the pressure. With his other hand he cupped Draco's balls gently.
Draco's hands shook a bit as Lucius teased his body, fingers lightly touching his tight entrance and softly holding his sac. Daddy knew just the right way to drive him completely wild, and yet keep him from climaxing. The blond moaned pleadingly and rocked himself back as best he could. "Please, Daddy," he begged. The torture of having the older man's fingers so close to being inside him was more than Draco could withstand.
"You beg so nicely, Draco," murmured Lucius silkily, and slid one finger inside. "How can I ever resist you?" Slowly, he moved the slick finger in and out, and his other hand moved to wrap around his son's rock hard arousal.
A loud, contented cry escaped the blond boy as Lucius finally slipped a finger inside his willing body. Draco loved the feeling of his daddy's finger moving in and out of him, it always made him feel complete in some way to have part of Daddy inside him. They were meant to be together like this. Daddy was the only one he wanted for his lover, and he wanted them to be true lovers in every sense. Draco could only imagine what having his daddy's cock driving into him would feel like. But then he couldn't think at all as Lucius' hand took hold of his erection and the older man's finger continued to thrust in and out of him. He tossed his head back, moaning lowly at the all the sensations Lucius was heaping onto him.
Draco's moans were music to his ears; Lucius added another finger as he started to stroke the boy's cock slowly. Too slowly to bring on climax. With two fingers inside, he moved more slowly, stretching carefully, trying not to think too much about what he's rather be thrusting inside his son, lest he lose control and do it. He moved his fingers, expertly finding the boy's most sensitive spot, stroking at it.
"Daddy...," he moaned sensuously as his eyes slipped shut and his mouth dropped open. The breaths he was drawing in were little more than shuddery gasps as Lucius exploited the place deep inside him that turned Draco's blood to fire. On top of that, Daddy's strong hand was working along his cock in a slow, sure motion that was designed to push Draco closer and closer to release, but not let him achieve it. "Take me, Daddy... please," he pleaded with the last shred of control he had left in his body.
Biting his lip, Lucius added a third finger, not even trusting his voice now. It would be so easy... just smooth some more oil on his aching cock and replace his fingers with something more pleasing to them both... He took a shuddering breath as he tried to remind himself why he couldn't do just that. He fucked Draco with three fingers, preparing the boy, dreaming of taking him fully.
Pushing his hips back, Draco tried to move the fingers even deeper inside him. There was a hint of pain as his virgin body was stretched around his daddy's fingers, but there was so much pleasure bombarding him at the same time that the boy hardly felt it. The slight ache actually seemed to make everything feel even more intensely perfect. Draco's face was flushed, and his hair was becoming damp with perspiration as Lucius strove to drive him closer and closer to an orgasm more powerful than any he had ever known. But he held back, straining every muscle he had in an attempt to hold out just a little longer. At this rate, though, he would succumb to his daddy's ministrations without ever getting to feel the older man inside him. Turning his head to the side, Draco tried one last effort to break Lucius' resolve. "You feel how tight I am, Daddy? Imagine your cock stretching me instead of you fingers. I'm ready for you.." He paused, a choked sob passing over his lips as Lucius brushed his sweet spot again. "So ready.."
Lucius stared wildly at Draco, on his knees, offering himself, so ready for him that he was begging. His cock throbbed, and desire ran though his veins like fire. He tried to remember just why they had to wait, tried to think of anything at all besides the sweet hot tightness that would grip him as he slid inside Draco. He couldn't, couldn't think, couldn't fight any more. Nothing but his own hands and Draco's had enclosed his erection for far too long; ever since he had begun instructing his son he hadn't touched anyone else. It was too much. He surrendered. He pulled his fingers out of Draco. He growled, a deep guttural sound that surprised even him, and with shaking fingers he smoothed the oil on his cock, dropping a good deal of it but not even noticing. Then, finally, he took his arousal into his hand and pressed it against Draco's entrance, this time with every intent to enter his son at long last. "Tell me no now, Draco, and I'll stop," he gasped, giving the boy once last chance to change his mind.
If Draco hadn't been half-sobbing with the rapture of feeling Lucius' cock pressing against him, he might have laughed. The very idea that he would ever want Daddy to stop this was beyond his imagination. Just the sensation of his daddy's big, hard cock positioned against him, ready to enter him, nearly sent the boy over the edge. There was no way he would ever let this end now. He let go of the grip he had been keeping on his bottom and twisted his body enough look the older man dead in the eye. "I want you inside me," he said forcefully, leaving no room for question. Then he turned back around and took a firm hold on the bed coverings. He would finally be Daddy's boy in every way possible.
There was no way to stop now, no holding back, no denying the deep need to take Draco and fill him and possess him. Lucius pushed, and the tight opening yielded, and he screamed his son's name as his cock finally slid in. He was fucking his son, finally taking him, all these months of preparation and frustration and *need* finally consummated, and he hoped he could make it last as long as possible. But Draco's body gripped him, tighter than he ever could have imagined, and the boy pushed back, demanding more.
It hurt at first, as Draco had known it would. Daddy was so big, as he was so tight that his body had to stretch more than it was used to. But even though there was pain there was an ecstasy that matched and surpassed it. He was finally being taken by his daddy, finally feeling that cock he loved so much sliding deep inside him as the man he adored above all other men claimed his virginity. The pain and the pleasure blended together, each playing off the other until Draco couldn't tell which was which only that he wanted more of it all. His fingers squeezed into the soft bedspread as he screamed for more and even pushed back to try and get it. Draco had always loved his father in a way that some people would never understand, but he couldn't help it. Being here, now, having his daddy's cock sliding inside him as they finally reached the culmination of their lessons... It was right.
Panting already, Lucius thrust shallowly into the tight heat that was his son's body. Gods, this couldn't be wrong, nothing could ever be this good, and he didn't care if he died, as long as he was granted these few divine moments. He gripped Draco's hips, speeding up his thrusts, reveling in the way his son *took* every thrust, asked, no, *demanded* more. "Tell me, Draco," he gasped, voice strained with passion. "Tell me if you like it. Tell me you like being fucked by your daddy."
Leaning forward a bit, Draco managed to lift his bottom higher and allow Lucius an even better position with which to pound into his young body. That was how he wanted it, and somehow Daddy seemed to know that. Draco didn't want soft hands or gentle thrusts, he wanted hard fast motions, fingers gripping his skin so tightly there would be marks left in their wake. He couldn't help the loud, primal groan that escaped his throat as Lucius put into words exactly what they were doing. Draco was being fucked by Lucius, and he reveled in it. "I love being fucked by you, Daddy," he purred, his voice husky as he drowned under the darkly sinful pleasure. "Harder," he urged. "Show me that I belong to you. That you own me."
Draco's words washed over Lucius, exactly what he needed to hear. "Yes, Draco, my son. I *own* you. You're mine. Every inch of that perfect body," his thrusts had gained speed and force now. "It's mine. To do with as I please." Now he was pounding into Draco, a dim hope in his mind that he wasn't hurting him, but the boy's cries were anything but pained. "Now you're mine completely," he gasped, and he knew he was on the edge. "Touch yourself, Draco, come for Daddy."
All too willing to comply, Draco lifted one hand from the bed. "Yes, Daddy... All for you," he sobbed out with delight. Tears ran down his pink cheeks as mind numbing pleasure wracked his body. His other hand remained on the bed, grasping the blanket as his slender figure was rocked with the force of each delicious thrust. He wrapped a hand around his cock and tossed his head back, screaming for Lucius as he did so. Blond hair flew in every direction as Draco wantonly stroked his arousal before his father's eyes.
His son stroking himself while impaled on his cock was too much. Groaning, Lucius pounded harder into Draco, the last of his control shred to ribbons by one perfect, forbidden boy. "Come, Draco," he gasped, and surrendered himself to his release. He thought he his heart would stop as the pleasure took him, and he gripped Draco's hips and filled him full.
That was what Draco had been waiting for. The feeling of Lucius' essence spilling into him, claiming him. As Lucius came inside his son, Draco screamed out his enjoyment over and over; and then he too was climaxing, his seed pulsing out over his hand in a hot rush.
His son's climax intensified his own, and Lucius gasped as Draco tightened around him. Still coming, Lucius thrust one last time into his son's perfect channel, leaning forward to kiss the sweat- dampened neck as their cries subsided. Lucius tried in vain to dredge up any kind of regret, but the only one he could feel was the fact that he'd never be satisfied by a mere mortal again.
Draco's hand fell away from his cock and onto the bed so he could support his weakened body. It felt as if every last ounce of strength had been sapped from him and all that was left was a throbbing, relaxed mass of nerves. The boy almost thought he could literally melt into the bed right then. "Mmm.. Daddy," he purred, his voice full of the satisfaction he felt.
"Draco," Lucius whispered, pulling out carefully and gathering his son's sated body in his arms. "That was... you were..." but words failed him; none could come close to describing the rapture they had just shared. He settled for pulling Draco close and whispering in his ear, "Love you. Mine forever."
Sliding his pale arms around Lucius' body, Draco looked up at him adoringly, his eyes wearily slipping shut as he turned his lips into a soft smile. "Love you too, Daddy. Forever." He wiggled himself closer to the warmth and safety that his daddy's body offered, feeling more complete than he ever had before.
Finally, after months of need and want, Lucius and Draco had made love.