Path of the serpent

Title: Path of the serpent - 13
Author: ejab
Pairing: SS/LM with a little SS/RL and SS/DM on the side
Rating: slash and NC-17
Feedback: highly appreciated!
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns them.
WARNINGS: slash. Nothing graphic, really
Category: all over the place
Summary: is Severus making a mistake?
A/N: still no statue for my beta underlucius? Damn! All remaining stupidities are mine.

13/?

Both were awake but neither felt the urge to break the peaceful silence. Instead Severus was slowly running strands of Lucius' beautiful silvery shining hair through his fingers while his lover just lazily stared at the wall and enjoyed the sensation of how his head rose slightly when Severus breathed in and his head fell down again when he breathed out - it felt like small calming waves.

Then the potions master heard the subdued sound of chuckling coming from below.

"What?" He looked puzzled down at the head that was resting on his chest.

"Ever touched a woman, Sev?"

"Merlin forbid - no, I haven't sunk that low yet. Why?"

"Narcissa tried to seduce me during our wedding night…" Lucius reminisced, amused, "… and had me touch her everywhere. Well, I had to, you know…" He lay down beside his lover, on his side with his head on one arm, giving his dark angel a big smile. "Touching a woman is like… like touching jelly, I guess." His face grimaced. "Everything feels so disgustingly mushy and… well, it's appalling, really." He shuddered in horror.

"How did it feel inside her?" Severus kept stroking the white strands of silky hair. He loved it when Lucius was so relaxed and they engaged in small talk like this. They hardly ever had the luxury to let their guards down so much to do so.

"My son would refer to it as 'ewww, gross' - I prefer the term 'instant turn-off'. You do not want me to go into details here, trust me on this one." Lucius gave him a significant look, sighing deeply.
"Oh gods…" Severus grinned. "And how many times did you have to suffer?"

"Once was quite enough, thank you. We used a very strong impregnation spell. Or, I did."

"Nice to know that there's at least one person who thinks of Lucius Malfoy as a lousy lover."

"As long as it is a woman, I couldn't care less,"

"And that was your only experience with the opposite sex? Not even during school?"

"Are you crazy? They never had ANY appeal to me. But take LeStrange, on the other hand…" Lucius smirked teasingly.

"No, I won't and never will. And I suggest you to do the same," the potions master growled, launching himself on top of the other Slytherin.

"Oh yes, so beautiful, so flat and firm… " Both Lucius' hands appreciatively rubbed his lover's chest. "I did have him, though." He couldn't resist, just couldn't.

"When?" As predicted, Severus immediately stared down in anger. Always so jealous. Gorgeous!

"Let me see… that would have been after Davies, of before… no, Avery was before him so that would be… during your first school year." Lucius looked rr smr smug. He always liked to boast about his many lovers. Something Severus did not appreciate at all. It always made him feel very insecure, a feeling he absolutely loathed.
"Avery?! You fucked Avery?" the potions master clearly had trouble keeping calm.

"Once, and in my defense - I was drunk."

"Well, yes, you'd have t," ," Severus snorted, rolling off his lover and sitting up. Suddenly he did not feel in the mood to have sex anymore. Not with the image of Lucius fucking Avery…

"What are you doing?" Lucius saw the potions master dressing again and did not like that for a second.

"I am going to the kitchens to request that lunch, dinner and breakfast tomorrow will be delivered in my rooms. And it will also be advisable to inform the Headmaster that I am 'otherwise engaged' or else the old fool will be banging on the door as soon as he notices that I am not present at any meal. He insists on me eating three meals a day. In the Great Hall, where he can SEE me eat…." Snape's voice dripped with contempt.

"There is something to be said for three meals a day, you know…" Lucius yawned and stretched.

"Oh please, don't you start too!" The potions master gave his lover an indignant look, before leaving his rooms and heading for the kitchens. There he quickly gave his orders to the first house-elf he d sed see and also demanded that it would tell Dumbledore. He didn't want to do that himself. The elf nodded eagerly and without wasting any time, the potions master made his way back to his rooms.

To find Lucius, dressed in Snape's dressing-gown, sitting behind his desk reading notes. He was so focussed on what he was reading, that he didn't look up when the potions master came standing next to him. Ah, the challenge for the Wolfsbane Potion…

"How is this going?" Lucius' eyes did not leave the parchments.

"Not. Not yet, anyway… I managed to solve the problem of curdling… " Severus pointed at notes on another parchment, "…and I also found a way to prevent the potion from giving off lethal fumes the moment I add the bat blood, but I still have to think of a solution for the acidity that seems to come with that. It keeps melting through cauldrons. And… "

Lucius had never been outstanding in Potions but could not be considered dumb either. He listened intensely and even made a suggestion or two, knowing that if they came from him, his lover would at least be willing to consider them. And as far as he could see, they were good, useful suggestions.

Lunch came and they ate their sandwiches while reading and discussing the steps Severus had taken so far. The potions master was notorious for his obsession with potions, but Lucius felt intellectually challenged enough to also let himself be absorbed by it for quite some time. Hours even.

"How about the wings of a dragon-fly? It could be j…" Lucius murmured, more to himself.

"Dragon-flies? I've been looking into that…" Severus searched through the pile of parchments.

"No, I think it was in there," his friend stood up and walked towards a second pile. He knelt
down, rummaged amongst the papers there and finally found it. He came back to the desk, put it down and read out loud what had been written down. The potions master listened carefully but after this many hours of brainstorming so intensive as they had done, he found he could do with a break. For more reasons than one. His brain could certainly do with the rest but being so close to this delicious lover of his, also seemed to distract him more and more. His ears heard the familiar voice without registering the words while his eyes started to stray off to certain parts of the other man's body. While his dressing-gown always closed tightly around his own chest, it certainly did not do so on Lucius' body. His broader chest showed itself rather nicely. He also showed more legs. Beautiful, strong legs. Not spindly-legs like he himself had, but strong long legs all covered with tiny little blond hairs.

"Something tells me that you are not paying attention anymore, my friend… do you want me to stop?" Lucius's voice stayed perfectly in control despite the hand that suddenly slid up on one of his expolegslegs.

"No, I am still very interested. Please, continue," Severus came closer and leaned against his lover, his hand still caressing the admired leg and slowly moving upwards still. Lucius snorted but that was all the reaction he gave - he continued reading out loud.

The hand disappeared under the dressing-gown and stroked the firm buttocks it found there, pinched them. Lucius voice did not change a bit. Not even his breathing. Always under control, always so under control…mmm, he might just have to change that for now. Breaking Lucius' self-control was always a fun game to play. And certainly challenging because it was very hard to achieve.

Perfectly aware of the game his dark angel was playing, Lucius didn't disappoint him by giving in easily. There was no fun in that. For neither of them. So he just kept on reading, even when it meant reading the same parchment twice (which was immediately punished by painful squeezes in his bugeoning cock all the time he read it the second time) before he continued with the next parchment full of notes. But Lucius' voice stayed even, controlled. The potions master smiled and decided to take stronger measures. His own pride was as stake here, too! When he couldn't get any reaction in voice or breathing with caressing, stroking, pinching, scratching and tickling, he had every right to cheat a tiny bit. So while he kept Lucius distracted with his left hand, his right hand managed to open a drawer without making a sound and grabbed a spare quill that he always kept there. After that he manoeuvred the quill to his left hand and felt with his fingers, making sure that he would use the sharp end of it. He then, without showing any mercy, scraped the sharp end of the quill against the back of one of Lucius' balls.

"AH!" Lucius gasped, unable to control himself. He clinched his fists and shut his eyes tightly for a moment. Damn!

"Please try to not destroy my notes, will you?" Severus whispered in his ear, almost casually. Lucius looked down and saw that his fists had closed around several sheets of parchment. He let go of them at once and composed himself again.

"You are cheating, Sev," he grunted, not daring to move because he had no idea where the quill was. Or better - how close it was to certain delicate parts of his anatomy.

"Cheating? Oh no, Lucius, I am merely speeding up the process," his lover chuckled.

"And the goal is…?"

"To take you on top of my desk. Gives me good memories on those long lonely nights when I am stuck here grading tons of papers," the potions master scraped the quill over the back of the other ball. Lucius hissed and tried to straighten up again.

"Take me on your desk? Keep dreaming, my friend." He really put effort in sounding resolute.

"I will have my way with you eventually and you know that. So why not just let me?" His lover
pressed the issue further by taking the quill down the innerside of one thigh.

"LET you? LET you? What have you been eating?" Lucius laughed haughtily and attempted to turn around and push him away. In vain, because Severus was keeping him firmly pressed to the desk. And the quill went to his balls again. Threatening and teasing.

"You can bluff and fool others, but not me, Lucius. You should know that by now," the potions master was not someone to underestimate. Never. Not even his physical power. He really was quite strong, despite his fragile figure.

Lucius was reminded of that fact when he felt himself being lifted up and thrown on the desk. He did like this sudden display of strength and aggression, though. Even more so when his lover opened the dressing-gown and let his fingers and mouth explore his chest. Lucius moaned, closing his eyes. Ah yes, Sev was so good with his hands and lips, always soooo good… oh yes, those lips, those evil lips… he moaned again when a mouth closed around his left nipple and then slid down towards his belly-button where his tongue started to do things he'd never thought possible before getting intimate with his dark angel. It was getting hard to lay still.

"You're quite eager, aren't you?" he moaned, feeling a first slick finger poking around and in his entrance.

"You have no idea…" Severus silenced him with a fierce, deep kiss before entering a second finger.

"Stop poking around - I am not a bloody virgin, you know," Lucius groaned, now rapidly sharing the eagerness. Only Sev could accomplish that so quickly. Rather disturbing thought, really - knowing that there was someone in excistance able to do that to him.

"Merlin!" His thoughts stopped the moment he was slowly filled by that warm, hard cock. "Faster! Harder!"

Severus obeyed very willingly. This was not about love, this was about plain lust, lust and lust.

So he gave Lucius what he wanted - hard, fast strokes and making damn sure that he hit the prostate almost every single time.

"Oh Merlin…oh...ah ah ah…oh, I can't take anymohyesyesyes fuck me fuck me fuck me hard oh yes oh gods ohhhhh oh My Lord…."

"That Lord is a haf-blood himself, did you know that? Interesting concept, don't you think?" Hearing the name of a Lord, any Lord, was enough to instantly take the potions master out of his ecstasy and intoxicating state of mind. He looked at his lover with hesitation, feeling his cock softening somewhat. Damn, why did he just say that?

"What? Wha…?" Lucius was still too aroused and on cloud nine to really hear what just had been said, let alone register the changing behaviour and mood of his lover. "Why are you sto…OH!"

"Who said I stopped?" Severus swiftly concentrated on the delicious body beneath and around him, inwardly cursing himself for what he had just said. This was definitely not the time and certainly not the moment to do so. If there ever would be such a moment. He considered himself lucky enough that Lucius seemed to have missed his slip of the tongue. Or had he?