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A/N: More of Snape/Lucius playing together ;)

My beta Keep_Calm_And_Expecto_Patronum  jumped in and thanks to her this story is now readable. ^_^

October 12. - Rimming

Lucius was more than accommodating, almost apologetic. He knew Lucius well - this was an apology. Not that he minded, when he puts his mind to it, or effort - Lucius was good.

He grunted appreciatively.

Why is he apologizing?

He grunted again, pushing his ass higher and towards the agile tongue. A wet, tingly feeling forced him to shiver, the slight scraping of teeth over the edge of one butcheek forced another grunt from him.

An army of ants travelled up his spine, making his skin goosebumpy/ This was partly due to the fact that Lucius’ tongue was making lazy circles around his anus. The change of pace forced his hips into another gear - small, almost spasmodic jerks and rocking.

The tongue travelled down his perineum, twitching and pressuring - he moaned.

Should I reward him?

But if this was apology for any wayward thing that Lucius thought he did, he will accept it. Lucius wasn’t passive, but he was more of the receiving that giving type and Severus wasn’t the one to look a gift horse in the mouth - certainly not when said horse consisted of fantastic rim jobs and a thorough sucking of his balls.

The tongue returned, slicking up the way. He groaned then growled when Lucius’ tongue slipped inside. He tried to relax his muscles but the wiggling and sucking made it impossible.

One arm snuck to his front and started tugging on his cock.

Maybe I should create more situations for Lucius to apologize.

He wouldn’t, it went against everything he believed in. Still, he had to admit he wouldn’t mind more of this. Tension built in his muscles while Lucius synchronised the tugging with the stabs of his tongue.

Severus grunted again, relaxing and letting the dam to fall freely. After all, from his perspective Lucius had nothing to apologize for - if anything, he was proud of Lucius.

He appreciated the attention Lucius dedicated to his task.

The tongue stabbed him, wiggling inside. He could feel the tip tapping at his inner walls, shallow as it was. With a roar he gave in to the sensation. The outer rim of his eyesight filled with black spots and he forced himself to take a deep breath - there was no point in fainting.

His voice was rough when he found it.

“That was good, pet. Thank you.” Severus swallowed the chuckle at the quiet sound of happiness that Lucius made.  “Now tell me, what was the real reason behind this unsuspecting treat?”

He rolled to his side and gazed at Lucius whose face fell. Lucius was sitting in the posture, eyes fixed to the bed.

“Let me hear.” he demanded, though his voice was softened by the remnants of the orgasm.

“I was selfish.” Lucius mumbled. “My thoughts...I wished for something--”

“Look at me, pet.” he sighed, waiting patiently for Lucius to raise his gaze. “I won’t correct you - if you think you are guilty, then you probably are. By now I know you well enough to know this much. But, I want you to know - you are forgiven, and I do appreciate the way you apologized.”

The solemn look melted from Lucius's face.

“However, I want you to come to me and confess next time. You may propose the way you want to atone and I will decide if that is good enough or not.”

Lucius nodded.

“Come here.” he beckoned him with the hand. Whatever Lucius’ mistake was, try as he may - he couldn’t be angry at Lucius, not now.