A new start?

In the twenty years that Lucius has known Severus Snape he hasn’t seen the man so relaxed as he was now. The potions master was stretched out on the couch dressed in a voluminous bathrobe his head resting in Harry Potter’s lap. While Potter had been watching him closely ever since he had come in Severus hadn’t paid him any attention what so ever concentrating on the book he was reading. Lucius had trouble concentrating on his conversation with Potter. He had come to them in the hope of creating an alliance, having been granted his pardon and only his pardon for spying at the end of the war. But seeing the domestic situation, seeing Severus so…bare made things difficult. Every time the potions master moved his feet on the couch Lucius caught a glimpse of a pale leg and wondered about the rest.
“You seem distracted Lucius.”
Lucius suppressed a wince at the use of his first name. The boy was the same age as his son and yet… There was something about Potter the same sort of power that came off of the young man in waves, the same sort of power that he had felt coming off of Voldermort so long ago. And after the war and especially after Azkaban there wasn’t much of the Malfoy arrogance left. Lucius just wanted security and peace.
“My apologies Harry…there is a lot on my mind.”
The young man chuckled.
“Yes I’ve noticed, Severus for instance.”
At the sound of his name the potions master looked up and Potter ran his hand trough his hair something between a caress of a lover and a pat one bestows on a cherished pet. Lucius to his surprise and embracement blushed. He hadn’t blushed since he had been ten years old.
“I…I’ve never seen Severus so relaxed before having known him for twenty years. I wondered what brought on the change.”
He watched the laughter in Potter’s eyes knowing the young man didn’t believe him, but apparently he was allowed to get away with the lie.
“Severus is mine now. He gave himself to me after the final battle to have and to own.”
Lucius saw the pleased smile on the potions master’s face at Potter’s words. Severus had always wanted to belong. Lucius still remembered that from his days at Hogwarts and from the earlier Death Eater days that Severus need to belong and now apparently he did…to Potter and apparently very happy about it.
“Would you like to see more of my pet Lucius? Perhaps cure your distraction?”
Lucius shuddered looking away from Potter’s arrogant smirk watching for Severus's reaction. There wasn’t one Severus still looked pleased his eyes trained on the book.
“Harry I don’t think…”
“Don’t think Lucius it’s a simple question yes or no? Do you want to see more of my pet? He won’t object I assure you.”
Potter was petting Severus’s hair again and Severus arched in to the touch finally distracted from his book. Lucius remained silent hesitant to commit to one action or the other. There would be a price he was sure something Potter wanted in return and Lucius didn’t have anything to give left.
“I told you not to think Lucius! There are no strings my word as a Gryffindor.”
He plucked the book out of Severus’s hands laying it on the table. Severus’s hands immediately fell to his sides waiting, Lucius knew, for the next command. He had seen submissives before in the Dark Lord’s care they had been terrified, broken things slaves no matter that they had offered themselves freely once upon a time. Severus was something different and Lucius very much wanted to understand how different exactly.
“Yes.”
Potter smiled shifting on the couch to rest Severus more comfortably in his lap. The young man’s hands following the sides of the bathrobe Severus was wearing until they rested on the potions master’s thighs.
“Then come here, by the couch.”
Potter still had a smile on his face but the tone instead of friendliness carried a hint of steal. Lucius wondered if he had been caught in the trap he had wanted to avoid anyway. Standing by the couch he looked down on the man he had thought to know for the last twenty years. Severus had spread his legs under the bathrobe giving to sign of offence at being offered up to be exposed and possibly explored.
“Kneel down Lucius or you won’t be able to see properly. And I guarantee he’s worth a very proper look.”
Potter’s hands were playing with the edges of the robe teasing Lucius with the promise and yet not giving anything waiting for something it seemed. He kneeled making himself comfortable on the rug.
“Well he is your’s to explore Lucius, what are you waiting for?”
He reached for the edges of the robe surprised to see his hands trembling as he pulled away the edges exposing the pale flesh underneath. Severus was nude under the bathrobe pale and smooth. Long narrow feet were braced on the couch leading to slender ankles and long wiry legs. Lucius followed them up to the heavy balls resting between the milky thighs and the dark pink cock still soft resting to the side. Sharp hipbones cast shadows on a conclave belly the navel winking from under the shadow of the robe. Lucius exhaled the breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding the air making Severus’s cock twitch.
“Do you like what you see Lucius?”
“Yesss…”
The words came out like a hiss as Lucius leaned closer taking in the musky smell coming off the prone man’s skin. His hair brushing Severus’s leg making the man moan. Potter leaned down brushing his lips across Severus’s lips before tapping the potions master’s thigh with a finger.
“Open yourself up pet let Lucius see all of you.”
Obediently Severus spread bringing his knees to his chest making it easier to hold himself open. His cock twitched again filling slowly. Lucius stared at the narrow ass wanting to spread the globes and watch the hole twitching in the shadowy cleft. Lucius leaned in wanting more of the sent which was stronger now. Again his breath caressed sensitive skin and Severus moaned softly.
“Do you want to touch my pet Lucius?”
He knew that wasn’t an invitation. Looking up he saw Potter watching, Lucius knew that he had probably been watched all trough his visual exploration of Potter’s lover. Severus’s cock was fully hard now lying against his belly exposed to both the men to see more naked for the lack of hair around his genitals or on his legs. Lucius wanted to know how the hairless skin would feel, hot and silky or slightly rough with the returning stubble. Oh, yes he wanted to touch. Wrenching his eyes away from the flesh before him Lucius looked up in to Potter’s eyes.
“Yes please.”
Potter smirked at that drawing his wand. Before Lucius could react his arms were drawn behind his back by invisible restraints. His hair was pulled back as well exposing his face.
“You can touch Lucius but not with your hands I’m just making sure of that. We wouldn’t want the fun to end too soon would we?”
Lucius tested the bonds holding him. They were solid holding him captive but not damaging him. Leaning forward to rest his cheek against Severus’s thigh Lucius realized that he didn’t only want to touch he wanted to taste.
“And just so you won’t feel singled out…”
Severus groaned making Lucius look up thick leather manacles had appeared around Severus’s wrists and ankles shackling his limbs on each side together with a soft click. Unlike Lucius Severus didn’t test his restrains instead relaxing in to them only shifting to spread his legs wider in invitation. Lucius followed the sent to where it was the strongest the juncture of thigh and crotch his mouth opening on it’s own accord to lick the smooth skin making a wet trail towards the heavy cock. He nuzzled the silky flesh taking in the sent of arousal and clean male forgetting about dignity and the fear of being trapped. Those he could worry about later but for now all he wanted was to explore. Straining upwards he lapped at the head catching a few drops of pre cum but mostly managing to tease rather then taste. At Severus’s whimper he moved on sucking at the balls moaning around the tender flesh. Lucius looked up wanting to see Severus’s face instead he looked right in to Potter’s eyes seeing the pleasure in the young man’s face.
“He tastes good doesn’t he Lucius? Feels good as well smooth and hot. So open and eager. My pet is a right little slut he loves to be fucked. Don’t you pet?”
Potter leaned down claiming his lover’s mouth as Lucius watched his nose buried in Severus’s crotch taking in the lovely sent.
“Yes Master.”
The answer to Potter’s question came soft and sibilant as soon as Severus’s mouth was released. Lucius gasped at the reverence in the tone.
“Such a good pet deserves a reward. And I think Lucius is more then capable of providing it…”
Lucius was caught in Potter’s eyes again.
“…aren’t you Lucius.”
Lucius shuddered suddenly becoming aware of his own cock throbbing in his pants. There was no way he could do anything about it with his hands bound on his knees before Potter.
“I would like that.”
“Good.”
Potter shifted sliding off of the couch and causing Severus to whimper. The young man sat himself on the arm of the closer to Lucius now resting his hand lightly on Lucius’s neck.
“I think you can guess what my pet’s reward is going to be.”
The pressure of Potter’s rough Quidditch roughened hand increased and Lucius allowed himself to be forced down. Potter’s free hand brushed Severus’s balls aside and pulled one tight ass cheek aside exposing the shadowy cleft and the tight dusky hole Lucius had so wanted to see a while ago. Not waiting for further orders Lucius bend down sealing his mouth to the wrinkled flesh. The sent was heavier now the taste clean and what Lucius was now already associating with Severus he needed more of it. His own arousal almost painful Lucius focused on fucking the tight little hole licking and sucking for all he was worth. He was still very aware of Potter’s hand on his neck now so heavy now that he was doing what Potter wanted. The hand lifted and Lucius felt nails lightly raking across the back of his neck.
“Lovely, open your eyes Lucius and look up. See what you’re doing to my lovely pet.”
He couldn’t not look. Lucius hadn’t realized he had closed his eyes focusing on the sent, the taste. Stopping his ministrations for a moment he realized that he had blocked out the sounds. Severus was moaning tossing his head his eyes closed lost in his pleasure. The moans stopped as soon as the lack of sensation had finally penetrated the haze turning in to whimpers.
“Now, now Lucius don’t forget what you were doing. I was enjoying watching my pet’s face. But keep your eyes open for me. Watch his pleasure.”
Lucius set back to his task now aware of the sounds around him. Severus didn’t beg with words but with his voice the sounds describing his needs clearer then any word would have. Severus’s body withered on the wide couch seat his hips moving thrusting in to Lucius’s tong, his cock sticking to his belly with pre cum purple and angry looking. Lucius didn’t know how long they were locked in the tableau for Potter’s amusement. He didn’t hear Potter move to the other side of the couch only realized that the young man had moved when he spoke again.
“How are you doing pet? Having fun?”
It was a while before Severus could form coherent words between moans and whimpers.
“Please…Master…may I…”
Lucius scraped his teeth against sensitive flesh and Severus arched in to the sensation unable to finish his phrase. Not that Potter seemed to mind stealing a kiss from his pet.
“Soon pet I want to enjoy the sight of you being so wanton a bit longer. Soon you’ll get to cum.”
Severus whimpered again biting his bottom lip and Lucius wondered how his friend managed to control himself. Potter was stroking Severus’s hair now placing light kisses all over the potions master’s face whispering words which Lucius couldn’t hear. The affection between the two men clear and Lucius wondered how that kind of affection would feel. His cock felt raw from rubbing against the moist cotton of his underpants. He wondered if it looked just as Severus’s knowing he had even less chance of cuming. After all he was just a tool for Potter to pleasure his lover, his pet. But then Lucius was used to being a tool he was good at it. He focused again on bringing pleasure to his friend and locking out Potter not wanting to deal with the thoughts dwelling through his mind. Potter’s rough hand was back again this time pulling him away and redirecting Lucius’s attention to the cock he had been wanting to taste properly for a while now.
“Take him nice and deep Lucius.”
Gentile words and a forceful grip guided him down. Lucius barely had the chance to lap at the pre cum before he was guided further down. He sucked lightly at the oversensitive flesh tracing the prominent veins so overwhelmed by the taste again that he barely heard Potter’s words.
“Cum pet.”
It seemed to Lucius that his throat was flooded before the words stopped ringing through the air. He kept sucking milking the last drops from Severus as the dark haired man withered and moaned above him. He stopped only when Potter’s hand pulled him off the softening cock in his mouth. Lucius looked up wondering what would happen next his cock ached for release and his mind full of confusion. Potter touched his cheek softly bringing Lucius’s full attention upon him.
“Thank you Lucius, the bathroom is through there…”
Potter pointed behind the couch but Lucius didn’t look.
“…I’m sure you would love to freshen up. Your hands are free.”
Lucius knew an order when he heard it despite the fact that it was posed as an offer. He wasn’t needed here any longer and so it was time to leave. Potter had gotten what he wanted after all. His knees made themselves felt after kneeling on the floor for so long even with the protection of the rug under him. Ignoring his arousal he walked out of the room not wanting to hear Potter’s endearments whispered at Severus nor watch as Potter toyed with Severus’s oversensitive cock forcing it to hardness again.
In the bathroom Lucius looked in the mirror wondering who it was looking back at him. For the first time in his life he was adrift with nothing to do and nothing to fight for or against. Just now he had been part of something he didn’t quite understand but realized he wanted to be part off. Lucius heard a scream from the parlour and looked away from the mirror clenching his fists to resist the need to wank. He wouldn’t give Potter the satisfaction of knowing he had broken the control of a Malfoy. Heading for the door Lucius still couldn’t resist the urge to look. Potter was fucking his pet roughly. Severus was completely bare now small silver clamps decorating the potions master’s nipples and his cock, heard and leaking again, caught by a sliver ring. Lucius could see that despite the discomfort Severus might be experiencing the potions master loved the attention bestowed on him by his new Master. Lucius looked away trying to convince himself that a new Master wasn’t something he would want.
“Lucius.”
His hand had already been on the door handle when Potter called him back. He turned unsure of what the young man would want now.
“Think about what you experienced here today. I would love a second pet to play with. We both would love it if you joined us. Now that you’ve had a little taste of submission think about what you really want and then come back to us.”
Not having expected the invitation or the way it made him feel Lucius turned back to the door without a reply.
“And Lucius,”
He didn’t turn this time only waited for the command Potter was about to give.
“Don’t play with yourself until you’re done considering and come back to us.”
Lucius groaned realizing that this would mean for the arousal still coursing through him. He slammed the door on Potter’s laughter wondering if he would ever dare to go back.