First things first... 293 reviews?! HOW?!

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Secondly, thank you all for allowing me to get this many reviews! I never would have thought ^_^

I don't know where I'm going with this story... I have an ending but everything else is on-the-spot stuff so... yah

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Chapter Thirty Four

Harry's POV

That bastard.

Harry's hands were grasping the leaves beneath him with all his might while Lucius continued to tease Harry's uncomfortable hardness.

"Beautiful," Lucius whispered, and suddenly the man's hands were at the seams of Harry's trousers making Harry jump.

"Wait," Harry panted sitting up slightly and thinking of his tender arse. "I can't... not that, not today; I'm not ready..."

Harry looked up nervously at Lucius who still had his fingers hooked under Harry's trousers.

"I wasn't going to do that today," the man said slyly. "Just relax – there won't be one moment of pain for you."

Harry took Lucius' words as comfort and relaxed again, his bare shoulders touching the cool, moist leaves causing Harry to shiver.

As Lucius began pulling down Harry's trousers, Harry couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed; he'd wanted to undress Lucius and... thank him.

"Hold on," Harry said moving his hands to hold Lucius' arms. "This wasn't what I was planning."

The man let out an evil-sounding chuckle.

"Oh, really? Who said you could plan this evening?"

"Well, I thought it would be me seeing as the suggestion of meeting up was my idea."

Lucius hovered over Harry, his face directly above Harry's.

"What was your plan?" the man whispered, his long blonde hair tickling Harry's cheek.

"For me to be giving you something back for a change," he said shyly fiddling with Lucius' hair.

"And what more could you give me when I have everything I want right here?" Lucius asked, his hand stroking down Harry's torso.

"Let me show you," Harry said, begging subtly.

"After this."

Harry whimpered as Lucius yanked down his trousers and underwear, the man's huge hand finding his stiff member.

"There's nothing more you could give me when I've got this face in front of me," Lucius murmured.

Harry threw his head back as Lucius fingered the slit of his cock and, within seconds, Harry came right into Lucius' waiting hand.

He lay on the ground, his eyes closed, his chest heaving and his body sweating, even though it was a cool evening.

"Open your eyes for me," Harry heard Lucius whisper in his ear. "Arouse me even more with those green orbs."

Groggily, Harry opened his eyes and found himself nose to nose with Lucius. Nevertheless, as soon as his eyes were open, Lucius was kissing him, the man's violent tongue claiming Harry's passive mouth.

After a few minutes where Harry thought Lucius must have forgotten his mouth was not a piece of food, he pushed the man away.

"Roll over," he insisted. "Please."

"Only this once," Lucius hissed as he changed their positions, Harry now on top.

Harry felt a slight arrogance to the fact that he could get Lucius beneath him. However, what he planned to do was downright nerve-racking. Lucius had only done this once to him and, although Harry didn't find the idea appetising, he wanted to give Lucius something back. Something that wasn't his 'tight little arse' as Lucius put it.

So, with a false bravado, Harry said, "Close your eyes."

"The question is, do I trust you enough?" the man whispered teasingly, though he shut his eyes just the same.

Harry lapped at Lucius' nipples bringing out a quiet moan; the man was obviously trying to hold it in.

"You don't have to act all big and strong," Harry said softly. He started to move down Lucius' body and purposefully avoided Lucius' pulsing erection. Instead his tongue traced the insides of Lucius' thighs.

"Potter..." he growled.

"Mmm?" Harry asked innocently, noticing the man's teeth were gritted together.

After seeing Lucius' reaction, Harry decided he should move on.

Eyeing the man's cock nervously, Harry took a deep breath and took the monster into his mouth.

"Merlin," Lucius wheezed, his hands clutching the earth beneath him.

Harry, his mouth full of Lucius, was breathing deeply through his nostrils seeing as his mouth was unable to take in air. He ran his tongue round Lucius' shaft and tried to copy what Lucius had done to him, starting slow, then moving his head backwards and forwards faster.

"P-Potter, wh..."

Revelling in the fact that this time it wasn't he who was writhing pathetically, Harry smiled – still with the throbbing cock in his mouth. The movement of his mouth smiling must have felt nice on Lucius because the man was thrusting harder into Harry's mouth.

"I'm g-going t-t..."

Before Harry could decide whether he wanted Lucius' come in his mouth or not, the man had already released. Harry choked slightly as he felt the gloopy liquid in his mouth. Shuddering as he swallowed the stuff, he looked at Lucius who had rosy cheekbones and half open eyes.

Harry flopped onto Lucius' chest and felt the man wrap his arms round him.

"Where did you learn that?" the man asked.

"From you," Harry said hoarsely; his mouth tasted bitter from the excrement. "I'm not going to swallow that stuff in future."

Lucius' chest starting shaking and Harry realised the man was laughing.

"What?" he asked looking up.

"Even now you're still so innocent," Lucius said with a sigh and ran his hands through Harry's hair. "I don't think I could ever taint you."

Harry ignored this – there was no point in getting annoyed at Lucius' patronising remarks – and slumped back down on Lucius.

"What makes you think there'll be a next time?" the man asked suddenly.

"What?"

"You said 'I'm not going to swallow that stuff in future'."

Harry blushed.

"I hope you realise," Lucius said, "I'm not going to bottom for you aga...Urgh..." Harry had bitten one of Lucius' nipples and his other hand was over Lucius' limp cock.

Harry grinned; it was fun to play.

Lucius' POV

"Enough!" Lucius tried to shout. He managed to get Harry beneath him again and held the weak wrists.

Harry looked slightly startled.

Seeing the green eyes widen, Lucius said, "I'm sorry, Harry, but I don't cope well with submission. I hated every moment I would spend kissing the Dark Lord's robes."

"Sorry," the boy croaked. "I didn't realise –"

Lucius shut him up with a kiss, still holding Harry's wrists above his black hair.

Finally Lucius broke it off and rolled off of Harry. He pulled the slight boy towards him and held him close so they were back to chest. He kissed the back of Harry's neck and buried his nose in Harry's hair which had a number of leaves in.

They lay like that for a number of minutes before Lucius realised Harry was shivering – it wasn't surprising, the boy didn't have an ounce of fat on him whereas Lucius had thick muscles to keep him warm.

"Shall we head off to the castle?"

"Mmm... I suppose so," Harry said sleepily.

Lucius got up and charmed his clothes back on.

Looking down at Harry, naked and in a pile of leaves with untamed hair, he thought the boy looked like a wild, little nymph, especially when Harry gave him a cheeky grin.

"Need some help up?" Lucius asked.

Harry held his hands out for Lucius to take. He heaved the boy up and aversely dressed Harry again.

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"Can I stay in your room?" Harry asked as they walked back towards the castle, Harry under the invisibility cloak. It was dark now.

"I would say yes, were it not for the complications," Lucius said, looking to the left where Harry's voice seemed to come from. "Where are you anyway?"

A sharp pinch on his arse told Lucius Harry was behind him.

"Potter!" he barked, rubbing his sore bum.

He heard the boy sniggering.

"What could possibly be funny?"

"If anyone saw you, they'd think Lucius Malfoy had finally lost it, talking to yourself and all," Harry said, this time from Lucius' right side.

"I shan't talk anymore then," Lucius said with a sniff.

"Fine by me," Harry said, popping his head out of the cloak.

Lucius couldn't help but chortle at Harry's floating head. The boy was walking backwards so he was facing Lucius.

"What could possibly be funny?" Harry asked in an uncanny voice of Lucius.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Lucius said, clearing his throat and putting on a straight face. "That's a rather good impression, I must say."

"Snape took points off me when I did one for him," Harry said grudgingly.

"It's not really his humour, though is it?" Lucius pointed out. He looked at Harry's floating head and noticed how the pale skin glowed in the moonlight, how the red lips seemed darker than before...

Grabbing Harry, Lucius pulled him behind the nearest tree and almost slammed the boy against the bark in his eagerness.

He then devoured Harry's mouth and held the two hands that had escaped from the invisibility cloak above the boy's head.

After a few minutes of kissing, Lucius pulled away and sighed.

"Better," he said, and began walking towards the castle again.

"What the hell was that about?" Harry called. "Outburst much?"

"It's your fault, really, for teasing me with your beauty," Lucius said, slightly quieter seeing as they were approaching the castle doors.

"I'm going to say goodnight here," Lucius whispered trying to find Harry once he had reached the entrance.

Suddenly, the oak, wooden doors swung open and startled Lucius but no one appeared to be behind them.

However, it soon dawned on him who had opened them.

"Harry!" he hissed.

"Night, Professor," came a whispered reply from inside the entrance hall.

Lucius groaned at his stubborn Harry.

Ooh Harry's getting confident ;)

Dw, I don't like a dominant Harry... or is that a good thing? =O