Author: enchanted nightingale

Beta Reader: pussycatadamah

Timeline: Book 4, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

Pairs: Harry/Lucius

Disclaimer: The characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I merely use them in my plot for fun.

Chapter 32 – Tease Me

Lucius felt a growl bubbling forth from his chest as he stood over the teen he had pinned against the green eyed wizard's bedroom door, his trouser clad thigh slipping between Harry's bare legs, grinding up against the hardness he could feel and see there. His own was pressed against Harry's towel clad body. Their breathing was heavy from their rough kissing but neither wizard cared as they brought their mouths close for yet another kiss. Harry moaned as the blond wizard all but devoured his mouth.

It had been innocent enough at first, on his part at least. Sirius had agreed for the blond wizard to come to his home and spend the day with Harry as Sirius and Remus were both summoned to a meeting, courtesy of Dumbledore. The teen had been ecstatic. Lucius had come and Remus, in a hurry to leave, had directed the blond wizard to Harry's bedroom with one last warning look to be careful and not do anything to take advantage of the green eyed teen. So Lucius had knocked on the door and then he came inside, only to find Harry was just exiting his bathroom, clad with only a towel around his hips, hair dripping with water, his tan body bared for the most part to the blonde's startled and appreciative gaze. With only a breathy, 'Hello Harry', Lucius was upon the teen, kissing him and caressing him with ardour.

How he ended up, backed up against the door, Harry had no idea. His neck was thrown back, his tanned skin bared and Lucius lips, whenever they were not claiming Harry's were nipping and kissing at the sensitive skin. With a tug, Harry's towel was on the floor, and Lucius chuckled, his appreciation showing.

"Lucius…"

"You have no idea how mad you drive me," the blond wizard whispered. He drew Harry's lower lip between his teeth and nipped gently before releasing it.

"We… Ah! We shouldn't do this."

"You were singing a different tune when we were down at the beach so many times already, skin to skin, with only water and the occasional sand to separate us." He then pressed further with his leg, making Harry moan appreciatively.

"Lucius!"

"Minx," the older wizard accused. He ran his hands down the sides of Harry's body, enjoying the shivers it created on the teen. The magic had spiked and they could both practically taste the lust in the air between them. "How I want to just take you right here, against the door, you have no idea." He palmed Harry's erection, making a keening noise come from the teen's throat.

"B-bed…" Harry managed to stutter and Lucius groaned.

"Don't tease me!" he was ready to beg. "So young still…" he regrettably muttered yet he still did not pull away.

Harry was clutching onto him and Lucius was not really eager to let go. Here he had the teen all to himself, a bed only a short distance away and his damn conscience decided to perk up and remind him that though Harry was technically an adult, he was not yet fifteen.

"Lucius, please…"

The blond wizard groaned, his resolve weakening. "Harry," his voice held warning.

The teen shook his head. "Not all the way," he managed to say. "Just... please. I want to feel you."

Lucius pushed a hand against the door and pulled away from the teen with great difficulty. He kept the teen up with a hand when he saw Harry was trembling too much to stand upright. He gently guided them both towards the bed and then he pushed Harry on it before standing a distance away. Hungry green eyes watched as Lucius slowly peeled his clothes away, layer after layer. Harry appreciated the way the older wizard's skin was tanned, every dip and every curve of his thinly muscled body. Lucius finally stepped away from the pile of clothes on the floor, prowling towards the bed and the wizard laid out on it, finally coming to straddle the teen.

Harry reached for him, eager hands touching the man's torso and abdomen. Lucius batted them away regretfully; his control was wearing thin.

''Just a taste,'' the blond wizard stated, daring Harry to argue. He knew the teen was not ready for more, no matter what the green eyed wizard's hormones were telling them.

''Yes!'' Harry readily agreed. Then again he would agree to anything by then.

Lucius moved, trailing lower until he was getting an eyeful of Harry's erection. Grey eyes met green.

''Know this,'' Lucius told the teen. ''You will be returning the favour.''

''Merlin, yes!'' the young Gryffindor agreed, his voice having a tone of 'get on with it' in it.

Lucius complied and soon he had Harry coming undone with his talented mouth. Afterwards, the teen returned the favour, as promised.

Lucius left Harry's shower, donning just a towel around his waist, hair hanging dripping wet from his shoulder. Harry had changed the bedding and was now dressed and eyeing him with annoyance.

''You are dripping all over the place,'' the teen muttered. His eyes though appreciated the show.

''I never spell my hair dry,'' Lucius commented, ''Not unless I can help it.''

''Is that a hint that I should help dry them?'' Harry asked, even as his fingers were itching to get closer to the wet strands.

Lucius gave him a knowing look.

Harry sighed. ''Just get dressed lest I jump you.''

''Would that be bad?''

''Don't sound so smug. We really should not press our luck,'' the teen told the blond wizard. ''Get dressed?'' he practically begged.

With one last look, Lucius dropped the towels and got dressed, giving Harry quite the show as he did so. Afterwards Harry beckoned him closer and started caring for the man's hair.

''It's really long,'' the teen wistfully mused.

''I know.''

''Why are they so long?''

''Habit, prestige, a way to tame them,'' Lucius offered. ''While Potter hair is renowned for the difficulty of taming, my father and grandfather also had trouble with their hair. Father was the first to keep it long,'' Lucius recalled. ''I've kept it long since my last year in Hogwarts.''

Harry hummed, keen on untangling the strands gently.

''I like it,'' the teen commented.

Lucius smirked. ''I can tell. You know...''

''Hm, what?''

''Long hair might help with that rat's nest you have going on. But on the other hand, I quite like it that way.''

Harry smiled.

End of chapter.