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Chapter Twenty Two

Harry's POV

The first thing Harry felt when he woke up was a soft massaging feeling on his head. He looked up dozily to find that it was Lucius' fingers that were stroking his hair. Lucius looked very thoughtful as he sat up leaning against the cave wall with Harry in his lap, his silver eyes gazing unseeingly into the calm sea below them.

Harry grabbed Lucius' arm to bring him back down to earth.

"Good morning," said Harry hoarsely.

"Isn't it just," he whispered.

Harry sat up and looked outside the cave. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and the sun was beating down on the island; the sea was surprisingly calm against the rocks and looked oddly inviting.

"What's the time?" Harry asked, still looking out at the sea. He couldn't take his eyes away from it: it was so huge and went on for miles and miles over the horizon.

"I don't know and I don't want to know," said Lucius, surprising Harry.

"Why?" he asked, turning around.

"We don't need to be anywhere – we have all the time in the world," Lucius said smirking.

"I guess your right..." murmured Harry, looking out at the ocean again.

"Feel like a swim?" Lucius asked in Harry's ear.

"What?" exclaimed Harry, his voice high with nerves.

"Do you want to go for a swim?" Lucius said louder.

"I heard you, it's just... I can't... I don't know how..." he stammered.

Harry had never had swimming lessons before and, as inviting as the sea looked, he knew what currents were and he had no intention of getting dragged out to sea.

"What about that performance in your fourth year? In the lake?" Lucius asked slyly.

"I had Gillyweed inside me," he mumbled bashfully. "How come you were watching?"

"I'm a school governor; I have to show interest in student competitions. Anyway, Gillyweed merely helps you to breathe and swim better underwater, it doesn't give you swimming abilities, Potter," Lucius said in his know-it-all voice. "You obviously have the ability to swim somehow."

Harry said nothing; the last thing he needed was to look a fool in front of Lucius.

"It's too bad," Lucius said, standing up and heaving Harry to his feet. "You don't really have a say."

"What?" Harry yelped, but Lucius had flung Harry over his shoulder and was clambering over the rocks as though he didn't have a fifteen year old boy over his shoulder.

"I can walk, you know," Harry said grumpily after a few minutes of protests.

"Yes, but you wouldn't," Lucius said, leaping onto the sand and placing Harry down. "You'd be stubborn and sit in the cave until the tide comes in."

Harry glared which only brought a grin to Lucius' face.

"I won't let you drown, don't worry," the man said as he pulled his shirt from yesterday off, revealing his striking body.

Harry looked out at the bright-blue, glistening sea: true, it did look welcoming and cooling from the hot air, but on the other hand it looked dangerous and deep.

However, before he could think of what else the sea was, he felt his shirt being tugged off from behind.

"Hey! What are you doing?" he shouted, his voice muffled beneath his clothes that were over his head.

"You don't expect to go swimming with your clothes on, do you?" Lucius asked, turning Harry around after his clothes were absent from the top half of his body.

"You seem to have the impression that I can't do anything for myself," Harry said, grinning in spite of himself.

"Believe me; I know you're capable of looking after yourself, but you never do as you're told which is why I've done these things for you," Lucius said, grasping Harry's hand. "Now stop wasting time, take your trousers off and get in the sea."

Harry laughed and took his heavy, black trousers off. They waded slightly into the small, paddle waves, their clothes off but their underwear on.

"Okay, but I'm not going in too dee-HAHH!"

After a few steps into the sea, Lucius had pulled Harry out so far that he was up to his waist in water. Very cold water, Harry noted.

"It's so cold!" he said through chattering teeth. He didn't think it would be this cold, especially with a roasting sun above them.

"But Mr Potter, you're the Boy-Who-Lived!" teased Lucius. "A bit of water should be easy!"

"I've faced Voldemort loads of times, water only the once," said Harry, clinging to Lucius' arm. He was shorter than Lucius, therefore while the sea was only up to the bottom of Lucius' hip, on Harry it was right up to his waist.

"On three we duck. It gets you used to the chill," Lucius said to Harry's scared face.

Harry made a small whimpering noise to show Lucius he understood.

"One... two..." Yank. Splash. Squeal.

Harry felt his whole body being submerged under the icy oceanic water. When he resurfaced he spluttered, wiped his eyes, and glowered at Lucius who – Harry was glad to see – was also wet.

"That was on two," Harry said stupidly.

"The element of surprise is always better," Lucius said stroking Harry's hair.

"How is it? I wasn't holding my breath and my eyes were open!"

"Oh well, you're alive though," the man said dismissively.

Harry opened his mouth to argue but Lucius spoke first.

"I like your hair wet," he said randomly.

"Oh... Er... thanks?" Harry said awkwardly.

"It looks longer." Lucius was running his fingers through it now.

Harry simply stood there in the sea, dripping wet, shivering and wide-eyed while Lucius combed Harry's hair with his fingers.

Suddenly Lucius had fisted his hand in Harry's hair which could only mean one thing.

Lucius' lips tasted salty from the sea but Harry didn't care. With Lucius' hand fixed on the back of his head, Harry wrapped his arms around the man's broad shoulders and delved evermore into the kiss. Then he felt himself being scooped up and he was being held in Lucius arms, his legs wrapped around the man's hips and hands around his neck.

Lucius broke away from Harry's lips and began suckling on Harry's neck, just under his ear, making Harry groan and arch his head back, offering his neck to the man. He then felt Lucius' lips pressing in the hollow of his throat, making him shiver.

The feeling of Lucius' mouth positioned against his throat demolished all other senses, such as the cold of the waves that was crashing against his legs.

Deciding that he'd had enough pleasurable kisses, Harry pulled away and began nibbling lightly on Lucius earlobe, his hands still threading through the silver-blonde mane.

A groan from the man's mouth was all Harry needed to motivate him.

Lucius' POV

Lucius felt Harry's gentle mouth on his earlobe and smiled subconsciously. With Harry still wrapped around his body, Lucius waded back to the shore. There he lay Harry down on the sand slowly and leant over him, stroking his hands lightly up the boy's lean body. As he fingered Harry's nipples, Lucius licked across the grooves round Harry's collarbone. He could feel Harry squirming under the double pleasures taking place and Lucius smirked; he knew where Harry's responsive areas were, all too well now.

Harry groaned and Lucius stopped. He pushed himself up to look over the boy who was looking at Lucius with those green eyes full of desire. This time it was Harry who leant up to kiss Lucius first and Lucius didn't object. He kissed back with all the lust he possessed.

After a number of minutes a wave crashed over them, startling them both back to reality.

Lucius shook his hair to get the salty water out.

"We didn't swim much," said Harry sniggering.

"Let's get dry and have something to eat," Lucius said getting up and brushing sand off his knees.

He picked their sandy clothes up and he and Harry made their way over to the cottage, Lucius with one hand on Harry's back, tracing random swirls there.

How Lucius loved the moments when he and Harry's mouths were joint together, but for him it was never enough. All he could think of was the sensations that pulsed through his body when he would take Harry. He felt some of them when they kissed but they weren't satisfying enough. He'd even found that, although still amazing and pleasure-filled, their sexual intercourses had become very samey.

Lucius wanted, needed, something else...

"Tell me, Potter," Lucius said after they'd bathed and eaten. They were sitting in the living room on the sofa, Harry leaning on Lucius. "Are you willing to try new things?"

Harry looked up at Lucius from the book he was reading.

"What, like... new foods?" he asked, though the green eyes showed knowing.

Lucius chuckled and pulled Harry closer and kissed his head.

"Not quite," he said deeply. "I was thinking about some Kinbaku."

"That sounds an awful lot like food to me," Harry said sceptically.

"Let me explain. Kinbaku is a style of... bondage." Lucius paused to see what Harry's reaction would be. However, the boy didn't give anything away on his face and continued to look at Lucius with those wide green orbs of his. "It is designed to make sex more... gratifying."

"I see..." Potter said slowly. "And... um... how exactly-?"

"I'm not going to explain it, but I could show you." Lucius was praying the boy wouldn't get too freaked out.

"I suppose so," he said slowly. Then a shaky smile appeared on the small, red lips. "At least you're asking me before you tie me down."

"What?" exclaimed Lucius. Someone else had touched Harry like that?! Without the boy's consent?

"Oh no! I don't mean literally!" Harry said sitting up straighter and holding up reassuring hands. "I was just referring to... you know..."

"I really don't have a clue what you're talking about," Lucius said.

"It's just... ever since I can remember I've had to be tied down to things," he said quietly. "Like with my Uncle and Aunt I'd have to do the chores, with Dumbledore I've had to focus half of my time at Hogwarts to staying alive and working out how to discover what evil plots there are for me to decipher. It's like all I was made for was to fight the 'Dark Side'."

Lucius swallowed feeling reasonably guilty.

"I'm sorry, Harry, if it's going to be awkward then..."

"No! This time I get to choose if I want to." The boy wrapped his arms around Lucius' neck and whispered in his ear, "And I do want to."

Lucius beamed.

La la la laaa...

*whistles innocently*

Don't worry, I'm eager for the next chapter too ;)

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