FINALLY! I am so uber sorry about the extra long waiting time! You all deserve so much better =[

BUT I managed to finish it (with some motivation from darkprincesskaita who I dedicate this chapter to seeing as it was her request :D)

Yeah this is a bit of a crack chapter but I hope you enjoy it anyway!!

So, apologies again!

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Chapter Thirty Nine

Harry's POV

"I'm telling you, I won't like it!" Harry stressed for what had to be the tenth time.

"And I keep telling you, you will!" Lucius hissed as he fingered the snakehead of his cane.

It was some godforsaken hour of this Halloween night and Harry had been taken by Lucius at least six times, all in different positions: standing, sitting, kneeling, laying, side-on, and suspended (the last one was not fun).

"What kind of sick person do you take me for?" Harry asked trying to push the muscular man off his chest. "No one in their right mind would enjoy that!"

"That's what you say now," Lucius said with a smirk. Harry felt the man lay the cane over his collarbone. "If you let me show you this one thing, I promise I'm yours to do as you please for one night. However, if you end up liking it, I get to do what I want with you for one night."

"Don't you always?" Harry mumbled.

Lucius pressed a deep kiss to his lips.

"I'll take that as a yes, then," the man said happily, getting off Harry's chest and heaving Harry up too.

The man moved and sat in the black armchair next to the fireplace and tapped his lap with his cane.

"Come here, Harry," he said kindly.

Harry glared but shuffled over to the man dubiously.

"Will you stop if I say so?" he asked nervously.

"Only after a few good blows," Lucius said pulling Harry towards him. "You need time to adjust. It'd be no good stopping after one.

"Now lay across my lap."

Harry whined as he felt Lucius positioning him over the man's thighs, his legs hanging off the left side of the chair and his head leaning on the right arm. His arse was perfectly aligned with Lucius' crotch.

Once in the right position, tantalisingly slowly, Harry felt Lucius pulling down his leather trousers.

"Hey!" he objected trying to sit up, but Lucius held him down. "They have a hole in for a reason! You said I wouldn't have to strip!"

"But I want to see all of your pretty, pale bottom," Lucius said, and Harry heard the smirk in the man's voice.

He groaned and hid his face in his arms.

"Now then, seeing as you've been acting so petulant today, I think I need to smack that out of you."

Harry howled.

On the word smack, Lucius had brought his cane down on Harry's left butt cheek.

"Ow!" he screeched. The pain was building from an ache to a stinging sensation.

"Keep quiet, or they'll keep coming," Lucius said breathlessly.

"But I haven't been petula–"

The rest of his sentence was cut short by another thwack on the same cheek.

Harry tried to jerk away but it only resulted in his cock rubbing against Lucius' straining erection.

"You bad little lion cub, not dressing up when I told you to," Lucius said deeply, and again Harry felt the cold, hard stick come into harsh contact with his arse.

"Lucius! This is –"

"Tut, tut, tut; no speaking until I tell you to," Lucius ordered, and Harry felt the man moving his erection so it was purposefully chafing against Harry's half-hard cock.

With the pleasure building in his dick and the pain being inflicted on his bum cheeks, Harry found himself getting steadily used to the situation.

"Now, who's been a bad kitty?" Lucius asked, bringing the cane down onto Harry's arse.

"Stop referring me to as a pet!" Harry growled, even though he knew what he'd get for talking...

Smack.

"Are you getting turned on by this, Harry?" Lucius asked smugly. "Or is that hardness I feel just my imagination?"

Smack.

Harry hissed, but said with a grin, "It could be your imagination, considering how twisted you ar– FUCK!"

Lucius had started whacking his right cheek, and it was only now Harry realised how numb his left buttock must have been.

"By all means keep talking, it just gives me more reason to do this..."

Smack.

Harry squirmed and, again, he rubbed against Lucius' cock. His own erection was rapidly becoming painful.

Subtly Harry tried to move his hand down to touch himself but he felt the man's cane rap across his wrist.

"Ow!" he whimpered, pressing his stinging wrist to his mouth.

"You bring it on yourself," Lucius said, lifting Harry's chin up with the snakehead on his cane.

Harry grinned and, suddenly, his arse felt very bare without Lucius' stick hitting it.

"I suppose that's enough for now," Lucius said with a sigh, stroking Harry's head. "I really like you with cat ears; they make you look so... adorable. Maybe I could find a spell to keep them permanently on your head..."

As Lucius continued his rambling on turning Harry into a cat, Harry was thinking to himself; he didn't want to stop yet! But how to tell Lucius that without making the man smug?

Harry rolled over awkwardly so he was on his back on Lucius' lap, wincing slightly when his sore bum felt the friction of Lucius' leather trousers.

He then wrapped his arms round Lucius' neck, pulling the man towards him and started to viciously attack his neck, sucking and nibbling, breaking the blood vessels ensuring there would be purple marks there after.

Hopefully Lucius would get the hint.

Lucius' POV

Lucius groaned and almost forgot where he was as felt those heavenly lips and teeth on his neck.

"Potter," he growled. "I think you're doing this on purpose."

"Hmm?" Harry asked innocently. "Doing what?"

Lucius held Harry at arms length, and wasn't surprised to find the green eyes darkened with lust. "Asking for it."

He roughly flipped Harry over and stroked lightly over the red bum cheeks.

Oh, fuck; he looks delicious draped over my knee...

"Who knew you liked things rough, Mr Potter?"

"I don't!" said the boy outraged.

Lucius groped Harry's hardness.

"This says otherwise."

Harry gave a low moan as Lucius started to stroke and work on it.

"Nng... th-that's just your imagination..." Harry said huskily.

Lucius smirked and pinched Harry's scarlet bum.

"Ow, ow, ow!" Harry yowled flailing his arms around, though Lucius knew by the ever-growing hardness in the boy's crotch that Harry liked the pain.

"I don't think it's my imagination, Harry," Lucius cooed as he grabbed the boy's cock in a firm grip. "I think you like being spanked."

Harry moaned and his breathing was coming in sharp gasps.

Then suddenly he burst out, "Okay! Fine! I do! Just... don't stop!"

Lucius smiled darkly.

"If you insist..."

But, instead of his cane, he used his hand, enjoying the slapping sound of his hand hitting Harry's tender flesh. His other hand, meanwhile, was teasing Harry's dick.

"Are you... are you using your hand?!" Harry screeched.

"What's the matter?" Lucius purred. "Do you prefer the metal striking your supple, little bottom?"

"AH! N...n...no... I mean... yes... I mean..." Lucius laughed at Harry's confused little voice. "Ffffuck, Lucius, I'm going to..."

Lucius grinned victoriously as he felt Harry's seed explode into his hand and lap.

He pulled Harry's face towards him.

"Oh, you so like it rough, Potter."

SORRY AGAIN! I'll try and update quicker this time!!

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