By Fair Means or Foul

AN: Ahh, this was my very first sex scene. I was so nervous as I sat down to write it. In fact, I came really close to just \"fading to black\" and glossing over it. But, in the end, I don\'t think it turned out too bad for a virgin! *g*

Chapter 12

Lucius began with nibbling at the soft mouth but then quickly became impatient. He ran his tongue along the seam of Severus’s lips until they obeyed his command to open. What sheer bliss it was to be inside that mouth again. He could taste the wine they had drunk and the pheasant they had eaten. But underneath he could also taste Severus himself. A delicious and intoxicating essence that defied categorizing. It just was and always would be the taste that Lucius would never get enough of.

A thin pale hand made its way around his lower back and its mate rested on his shoulder. Lucius stepped between Severus’s legs and pivoted so that Severus was now against the table. Lucius’s tongue delved further into that enthralling mouth and was overjoyed when the other tongue played back. He grabbed hold of the edge of the table behind Severus and pushed his chest into the other’s. He then attempted to slide his leg further between Severus’s but the robe’s material had drawn taut and would give no more slack. Lucius released Severus’s mouth to begin nibbling on the long neck as he reached down and grabbed a hold of the other man’s thighs.

“Lucius,” Severus nearly whispered. “I don’t believe this is at all appropriate. Shouldn’t we adjourn to the bedroom? At least allow me to put out the light.” Lucius growled and bit into the flesh below the ear and was rewarded with a moan and sigh. He loved it when Severus played the Victorian Virgin. It was just so much fun being the rakehell cad. He also was quite good at it, if he did say so himself. He stood up, still touching Severus’s thighs.

“Of course not. I want to see you as I ravish you. I want to watch your body flush in pleasure; it is so becoming on you. I want to see your muscles quiver and tighten as I push into you.” Lucius kissed him hard and then began to pull up the robe he had in his hands. “And besides, mon amour, I have always wanted to have you here in the place you spend most of your time. I want memories of what we do here tonight to always be on your mind.” He had the bunched velvet material gathered at their waists secured by their pressed bodies leaving his hands free to begin unbuttoning the robe from the collar down. “I want you to be lecturing on some vile concoction to your students and then to look up and remember us here, tonight. I want you to be completely distracted as you relive the memory of you pressed against me, moaning and panting for more, begging me to let you release. That is my perversion for this classroom.”

He had succeeded in unbuttoning the top part of the robe. Severus had his head tipped back trying to regulate his breathing but failing. His skin was as flushed as Lucius had just wished for and his neck and chest glistened with the perspiration his excitement had caused. Lucius began a slow exploration of the pale chest in front of him. A fine sprinkling of hair encircled the nipples and then reappeared below the belly button arrowing downward. The blond head bent forward and placed a kiss on each flat nub, which instantly rouged and tightened. Severus moaned and the hands on his shoulders tightened. Lucius’s hands began to run up and down the sides of Severus thighs, feeling the light hair rasp through his fingers. As his fingertips touched the tops of the thighs Lucius realized that the reticent and prudish teacher was wearing no underclothing. He straightened up, grabbed Severus’s hair at the back of his head and made him look him in the eye.

“Now why, I wonder, are you not wearing any underclothes? I hope for your sake that you did that for my benefit, Severus.” Lucius began to feel a gnawing at his belly that was not at all pleasant as he contemplated Severus’s dawning look of comprehension of what was being asked of him. Was that guilt he saw in those dark eyes? “Your ginger haired friend seemed to be in quite the rush to have you. Or was there another I displaced in your evening? Perhaps you had decided that you should do a final test on all your “keepers” to see which ones measured up?” Lucius’s grip on the ebony hair had tightened and he saw Severus wince. His voice became unflatteringly gravelly. “Tell me, Sev, what exactly were you going to be busy with this evening? Or should I say with whom?”

Severus’s eyes opened and he licked his lips. He moved his hands until they were caressing the aristocrat’s throat. The sensitive hands slowly moved as if afraid of angering the other man even more. Severus smiled and his eyes were half-lidded.

“I have always tried to anticipate your needs, Lucius,” he said lowly. “I had just hoped that tonight you would need me.”

At those seductive words Lucius roughly kissed him. It was a brutal kiss, a kiss of possession. Severus’s talented hands moved from his throat and began working at the blonde’s clothes. Lucius continued to dominate his mouth as the outer robe and shirt were pulled off his shoulders. Severus broke the kiss and when Lucius growled and tried to yank him back by the hair, Severus began to lick at Lucius’s neck. The aristocrat grunted in satisfaction and worked the robe off of Severus’s shoulders and down his arms until the entire thing was wrapped about his waist. Severus pushed his lover back a step and the chocolate velvet fell to the ground. His shoes were quickly dealt with and within moments Severus stood naked in his classroom with a single torch casting his body in warm orange light.

Lucius took in the erotic vision that Severus made. He was a study of shadow and light. His pristine pale skin exactly contrasted the dark hair and the dark eyes. The trail of dark hair that started beneath his bellybutton slowly broadened until it encompassed and framed the proud member that stood up in anticipation. The slightest glisten could be seen at the reddening tip. Lucius wanted to touch every part of that body, wanted to taste every part. He was impatient to reunite with all the sensation that body could give and receive. But first he wanted out of his clothes to be able to feel all of that skin against his own.

Before he could move, Severus went down on his knees as gracefully as a cat. His slender long fingers began to work at Lucius’s belt, pulling it free quickly. He hesitated to toss it aside and looked up with a question in his eyes. Lucius smirked and shook his head. Tonight was for reacquainting with each other. Later would be time enough for their games. The belt was flung away and Lucius felt tugging as his trouser buttons were quickly undone. Cool dungeon air curled around his naked body. Lucius stepped out of his trousers and boots. Before he could do another thing warm heat pressed against his cock. Kisses were felt all along its length and a delicate lick at the tip. Then the entire head was enveloped. Lucius barely kept the gasp of pleasure from escaping his lips. He opened his eyes and looked down to watch the brunette head move as Severus took the entire length into his mouth. Lucius groaned and grabbed a hold of that head with both hands, just to steady himself. Severus had always been extremely agile with his tongue.

For long moments there was only the sound of heavy breathing and cut-off groans. When Severus took the entire length into his mouth again and swallowed as the tip met the back of his throat, Lucius knew that he wouldn’t last much longer this way and he wanted more than this. Severus pulled back at that moment and looked up through the loose strands of hair falling over his face.

“I hope I still do that properly,” he said lowly. Lucius grinned and tightened his hands in the black hair and slowly pulled Severus up. As their eyes became almost level Lucius kissed the red swollen lips and pushed Severus back up against the worktable.

“I assure you that you still have the touch,” Lucius replied in a low voice into his mouth. Then a thought struck. “In fact, one would think that you are decidedly in practice.” He pulled back to look into dark eyes. “Been keeping up on those skills, have we? Whose dick will I find your talented lips have been on? Perhaps you have taken on a second profession as a Knockturn alley whore?” Lucius rasped the last words, his eyes flashing. Severus licked his lips and stared right back into the fair eyes. His hands moved in a soothing manner on Lucius’s sweating biceps.

“You were the last to leave his taste in my mouth, Lucius. The only one in years to ever put his cock between my lips,” he assured. “The first,” he leaned forward and placed a kiss on Lucius’s tight lips. “And the last.”

Lucius pressed forward and captured that mouth again, plundering it. He released it causing Severus to gasp. He then spun him around to face the table. Pressing his chest against Severus’s back he bit the bared spot of neck where the black hair had been displaced in the quick turn.

“Let us see where else I have been last, shall we.” Lucius held his hand out past Severus’s shoulder. Snape did not need the words to know what was required. He simply reached out to the small shelf against the wall and picked up a small pot. Some part of his brain could give the common and Latin names of the substance inside as well as what potions it was used in as a base, but that part of his brain had shut down some time ago. All it was able to tell him was that it was harmless, clean, and extremely slick. He placed the pot in Lucius’s hand.

Soon Severus was bent over the tabletop and Lucius’s slick fingers were working themselves in and out of his body. Lucius was trying to control his patience reminding himself that at his age he should have much better control. But he had the strongest urge to get into Severus’s body, to claim him. Lucius fought for his control until Severus pushed back onto his fingers.

“Please, Lucius. Now,” Severus demanded. That was all Lucius needed to let loose his restraint. Gods, he loved it when his proud Severus begged. He placed his hands on Severus’s hips and used his thumbs to open the way for him as he aligned his body with Severus’s. The first push took him half way in and wrung a gasp from his lover. Whether it was in pain or pleasure Lucius couldn’t tell and frankly didn’t care. He finally sunk himself to the hilt and paused to gain some measure of power over himself. He wrapped his right arm around Severus’s chest and brought him up so that they were chest to back. Severus turned his face for the kiss, resting his head against Lucius’s shoulder.

“I believe you, Sev,” Lucius whispered into his ear. “You are delectably tight. Are you in pain? Yes? Then all the better. Your body puts the truth behind your words of loyalty. Now, I believe I shall reward you.”

Lucius pushed Severus’s head down until it rested on the open book. Placing his right hand on the back before him and his left hand on Severus’s hips he began to pull out and then push back in angling his drive to make full use of the hidden bundle of nerves in his lover’s body. He built the rhythm in time to Severus’s gasps and moans of pleasure. Severus rose up to rest on his elbows and began to push back onto Lucius increasing the force of the thrusts. Lucius felt himself come closer to the crest and reached down to grasp Severus’s hardness. He stroked it in harmony to his rapidly increasing tempo.

“Oh, Circe. Yes, yes,” Severus cried. Lowering his head back onto the book, Severus panted and pleaded. “Please… more, Lucius, please more.”

The sound of Severus’s exquisite pleading was exactly what Lucius wanted to hear. With three more hard plunges and a firm squeeze to Severus’s cock they came within seconds of each other. Lucius couldn’t keep his vocalizations under control and groaned as he filled Severus. Severus had cried out and immediately slumped forward. Lucius soon followed and rested atop his lover, the sweat cooling on their bodies in the cool dungeon classroom.