I'm putting warnings in for this chapter =/

1. Evil Lucius

2. Drugs (kind of)

3. Masturbation

LOL I'm so sick for writing this...

But I hope you kinda like it anyway ... ? :S

Chapter Forty Six

Harry's POV

After his dinner, Harry told his friends that he was going to have a defence lesson with Lucius, though he found he couldn't look Hermione in the eyes.

As he made his way up to the third floor, he found his imagination drifting to what Lucius had planned for him... He licked his lips; the thought of Lucius was making him hard.

His feet must have automatically taken him to Lucius' quarters, seeing as his mind was elsewhere... He was about to knock on the door but found it was slightly ajar, so instead he just pushed it open to reveal the man's room.

However, it was not how Harry remembered it from the morning. The room was completely different, and Harry wasn't sure it was a good different...

The bed was decorated with black satin curtains and, laid out on the mattress, were several outfits made out of – Harry groaned – leather. However, even stranger was that, next to the leather garments – Harry refused to call them clothes – was a bottle of bright turquoise shower gel.

Upon approaching the bed, he found a piece of parchment dangling from the wooden beams of the four-poster bed.

Snatching it down he read it:

I'll be with you in thirty minutes. If you're not ready by the time I get back, there will be consequences.

And I can assure you, you won't like them.

Follow the notes.

Harry let out a cry of outrage and convinced himself it wasn't a whimper. He looked around the bed and found a note folded up with the number one scrawled on it.

He nervously reached out for it and opened it up.

Have a shower but use the shower gel I have left you.

Harry read through this note at least three times before he came to the conclusion that it was a strange order. However, it didn't seem like a bad thing so he grabbed the bottle and made for Lucius' en suite bathroom.

He ran the water, stripped and got in the steamy shower, and began rubbing the thick liquid into his skin. He breathed in the smell and froze.

It was the most alluring fragrance he'd ever smelt. He brought the bottle to his nose and breathed it in some more. However, he found that he needed more of the smell so he emptied the whole bottle into his hands and rubbed the substance all over his body.

The sensation was wonderful; the shower gel was so smooth and thick and it dissolved into foam the moment it hit contact with his skin, making his body soft all over.

It wasn't until he'd reluctantly rinsed it all off that he noticed his cock was half hard.

"What...?" Harry was confused; what had made him hard?

He didn't want to jerk off in Lucius' shower but now he'd noticed his half-erect cock, he felt the need to be touched. So, slowly and hesitantly, his hand moved down to touch himself; the slightest touch on his cock made him jump and he shivered uncontrollably as he moved his hand backwards and forwards. He began bucking into his own hand and, finally, released; he saw stars as the pleasure seemed to be even greater than normal. After recovering he noticed that the evidence of his orgasm was all over the glass window in the shower.

Harry got clean and turned the water off, reaching for his towel. However, as he wrapped the towel around the lower part of his body he squirmed; his body was so sensitive! Maybe he'd had an allergic reaction to the shower gel?

Trying to ignore the tickling feeling and the regrowing hardness, he grabbed his wand and cleaned the shower up, then made his way back to Lucius' room to find the next note.

Choose one of the following leather outfits and wait for me.

Harry gulped and his eyes darted to the daunting leather items. He picked one of them up and looked at it in disgust: it was a pair of extremely short shorts with a collar attached at the neck, but what made it one whole outfit was the chain that connected from the shorts to the collar. Harry threw it down, wondering why Lucius was making him choose.

The next outfit was a definite no; a leather thong. That was it. Harry threw it violently across the room and looked at the last outfit angrily. From the first look at it he knew he wouldn't pick it.

A leather school girl's outfit.

Harry growled animalistically. Looking at the two outfits again, seeing as he'd thrown the thong away, he started getting worried. He really didn't want to wear either of them!

"That bastard," Harry hissed to himself.

He thought to himself; do I want to look like a girl and wear a skirt? Or do I want to look like a puppy kipped in leather?

Harry chewed his lip nervously and sat down on the edge of the bed.

However, as soon as he'd come into contact with it, he gasped and jumped up; his already half-hard erection was so sensitive it was almost painful, especially when it brushed against something and Harry didn't know why.

Clenching his hair with his hands he paced the room; why did Lucius have to play with his Gryffindor pride?

Sighing to himself he looked at the two outfits again and, without thinking, he grabbed the leather one. He took his towel off and was about to work out how to get into the leather collar and shorts when they had suddenly placed themselves round Harry's body; clearly Lucius had charmed them so that, once Harry had chosen, they would dress him.

As soon as the leather shorts had been fitted round Harry's lower area, however, Harry felt the most uncomfortable feeling; he'd forgotten how sensitive his cock was and the tight leather wasn't helping.

"Unng..." Harry groaned as he tried to get used to the strange sensation. However, he found that he couldn't get used to it so he tried to take it off, starting with the collar, but it didn't seem to want to come off.

"What the...?" The shorts seemed glued to his body but the chain that ran down his chest from the collar to the pants was dangling freely.

Harry fiddled with the cold chain as he paced the room. This shouldn't be stressful! Harry thought to himself.

But then again, he did have tight leather pants trying to contain a straining erection, not to mention a powerful perfume that he kept getting a whiff of every now and then which made him feel extremely aroused.

Wait a second... Harry froze in his pacing. It's the shower gel that's making me feel aroused!

One word came into Harry's head:

Aphrodisiac.

Lucius' POV

Lucius was whistling a very merry tune; he'd been in high spirits ever since he'd arranged his room for Harry. The notes he'd left Harry had to have been his best idea yet. He was just annoyed that he was missing Harry's reaction to his plan.

No matter though, he'd be with the boy in a few minutes. He'd told Harry he'd be with him in thirty minutes, but in all honesty he wanted to see what Harry would choose to wear.

Lucius himself was in a smart, black, Muggle suit; he was hoping it would disturb Harry slightly seeing as it went against the whole idea of Harry's leather. He supposed it was almost like a role-play.

After straightening his tie, Lucius made his way down from the third floor bathroom to his quarters; he put an invisibility charm on himself as he slipped through the door.

Once inside his heart skipped several beats; Harry was lying on the carpeted floor panting, his hands dancing over his abdomen.

Clearly the aphrodisiac was working.

Lucius smirked and, seeing that Harry was ready, took his invisibility spell off.

"My, my; what's going on here?" Lucius asked.

The boy lifted open one heavy eyelid and attempted a glare.

"Y-you..." he growled.

"Yes?" Lucius simpered as he strode to the area of floor Harry was sprawled on. "Why on earth are you dressed like this, Harry?"

Harry's eyes widened before turning into another glare.

"Y-you told m... the notes!" Harry protested weakly.

Lucius chuckled.

"I don't know what you mean," he whispered in Harry's ear as he brushed Harry's fringe back. As he did so, however, he got a whiff of the alluring aroma Harry was wearing; he tried to ignore how good it smelt.

"Wh-what did you... d-do to me?" Harry asked huskily.

"I believe you did this to yourself, Harry," Lucius said as he brushed lightly over one of Harry's pink nipples.

The boy groaned and arched into Lucius' hand.

Lucius snatched his hand away, though Harry's pitiful mewling made him want to put it back. But no; this was Harry's way of owing him back.

"Are you okay to stand?" Lucius simpered.

Shakily, Harry pushed himself up into a sitting position and Lucius helped heave Harry to his feet.

"Oh, shame," Lucius said as he held Harry at arms length. "I was hoping you'd pick the school girl outfit."

"But I'm not... not a girl," Harry mumbled.

Suddenly, Lucius felt himself being yanked towards the boy and he felt the boy rubbing his body against his; he grinned – this would do.

As Harry grinded their bodies together Lucius ran his hand through Harry's hair and felt the boy give an almighty shiver. Even when Harry hadn't had an aphrodisiac he would have shivered at Lucius' hand in his hair; it was one of his responsive areas.

"Why are you wearing a suit?" Harry whined.

"You don't expect me to dress like you?" Lucius murmured into the boy's neck. "Especially when it's you who owes me..."

"Mmm." Obviously Harry wasn't listening; he was too engrossed in gaining friction on the bulge in his leather pants.

"Now, Harry," Lucius cooed after several moments of intimate touching. "If you want me to release you from those leather shorts I suggest you obey."

Harry looked up at Lucius and nodded; the boy's eyes were dilated and the green irises could barely be seen.

"Give me one second," Lucius murmured. He turned round to make for his next surprise for Harry, but the boy had grabbed his arm and pulled him back to smash their lips together.

Lucius smiled into the kiss and kissed back harder earning a low groan to escape Harry's mouth. After summoning up a lot of will power, Lucius pushed the boy away and summoned up a leash.

Turning back to face Harry he said, "You want your cock to be free, don't you, Harry?"

He strode up to Harry who was looking at Lucius longingly. When he was nose to nose with the boy he groped the boy's rock-hard erection.

"You can't stand having it wrapped up and straining against these pants, can you?"

Harry threw his head back as he grasped Lucius' biceps with his hands.

"Yes! P-please!" he croaked.

Lucius smirked and pulled Harry closer by his cock.

"Then listen to what I say," he said softly. He handed Harry the leather leash and immediately Harry tried to fix it to his collar. However, Harry's usually nimble fingers were shaking from the pleasure and ecstasy that was running through him. So, Lucius held Harry's hands and helped guide the boy to thread the leash through the metal ring in the collar.

"Beautiful boy," Lucius whispered in Harry's ear, once again getting a whiff of that beautiful smell.

His need to have Harry was growing, but he wanted Harry to do a little work first.

"N-now?" Harry asked hopefully, but Lucius put his finger over Harry's quivering lips.

"One more thing."

Harry nodded.

"Take the leash in your mouth and crawl to the bed."

"Crawl?" Harry asked weakly. "B-b-but... I..."

Lucius cupped Harry's erection again.

"You what?"

The boy swallowed and slowly got onto his hands and knees. Without any further prompting, he took the lead in between his teeth and began to crawl towards the bed, though quite fast Lucius noted.

"Harry? Go slower." Harry looked over his shoulder and shot Lucius a quizzical look. "You'll get carpet burn."

The boy was obviously too concerned about getting his freedom that he didn't laugh at Lucius' poor excuse. Lucius watched as Harry crawled towards his bed, at a much slower pace. Every now and then Harry's legs would tremble and would nearly give way – obviously because of the friction being made against the boy's cock.

Finally Harry reached the bed and clambered on to it, panting.

"Good boy," Lucius said.

This was getting off to an excellent start.

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I PUT WARNINGS IN DAMNIT! DONT BLAME ME!

Besides, Lucius said he would milk it for all it was worth, right?

:)

More to come soon, promise! :D

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