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Chapter 8, Harry's thoughts
Harry sat outside, calming down by smoking a cigarette. He looked at the big garden of Grimould place. The most dominant aspect of it were the paths of wild colorfull flowers and the forest behind them. He didn't kow what it was, but something in his mind said he'd have to go there once.
And speaking of a dominant aspect, Lucius certainly is. The way he talked to Harry with that deep smooth voice, so silkily and so sure of himself, made him melt into a little horny puddle. When that nitwit came to stand in front of him, he could resist touching that delectabel wet flesh. But when he felt that muscular body was being pressed into him, he culdn't contain himslef. (Can I help it that my cock is interested in Lucius body. Who wouldn't?) Harry wanted more, thinking about all those compromising dreams. Then Lucius had likked his earshelf and Harry had trembled with need for the ex death eather. At that moment there was a weird kind of ache between his schoulderblades and Siri had came in.
He had used the moment of confusion to get out and cool down. At one side he was gratefull for the break, but on the other side, Harry cursed his godfather for preventing what would've come. He would go inside as soon as no one was in the kitchen anymore. While he'd lay in his bed he would have time to think of that ache.
Meanwhile in the kitchen:
"Who do you think you are, you death eather, what the fuck were you doing and what the hell were you thinking?!" Sirius said really pissed of (well, how would you feel if your halfnaked godson was seduced by a halfnaked dark wizard like Malfoy?) (A/N jeaulous?). « As far as I know, I'm still Lord Lucius Malfoy, ex death eather, I was seducing your godson and ... do you really want to know what I was thinking? Actually how shagabble your delectable godson looked and felt, must be a nice cock he has, but I don't think you really wanted to know that little piece of information. You look a bit sick." (That should serve him well) All the time Sirius stood there frozen, his fists clenched next to his body and his eyes looked as a blazing fire. "Well, if the interogation is done, I'll go now. But if you need me for another chit-chat, I'll be in the library." Without waiting for any answer, Lucius strode away.
When Sirius recovered from the shock (and could move again), he was still seething and went to fire-call Albus. Now he was almost sure that Malfoy and Harry were mates, he needed advise as how to keep them apart. (No Malfoy will touch or harm my godson. Mate or not). Albus promised he would send Remus Luping over the next day. Harry saw the kitchen was empty and went to is room to relax a little.
Yay, another pretty long chapter, I lof u