Lentesco

Hi all! Two shorter chapters today, and sorry about the delay! Hopefully I will soon feel inspired to launch into the big bit of the story - which is mostly written anyway to be honest - and will update!



As always, huge thanks to my reviwers, and a reminder, if you want to know when this is updated, let me know! SP



Lentesco – Chapter Eighteen



Lucius, standing in the shadows of the dormitory, tightened his jaw as he heard the unmistakable sounds of sex coming from Aidan’s bed. Not being a complete fool, Lucius knew full well that Severus lusted after the American. He had allowed the two to make eyes at each other, intending for it to go no further. He had, after all, been deadly serious in his threat to Severus – leave Lucius and pay for it.



Now he considered what he could do. There were any number of texts at the Malfoy mansion that would have been useful, but he couldn’t go home until the end of term now. So that left him either writing to his father asking for certain volumes to be sent to him (risky, as the older Malfoy would want to know why Lucius needed them) or he could search the school library. He rolled his eyes at that idea – he wouldn’t be able to curse Severus properly with a book from Hogwarts!



Which meant he would have to owl his father and come up with a plausible excuse. Malfoy senior was a cautious man. He agreed with the Dark Lord’s ideas and was awaiting the day he could stand proudly at his master’s side, but until that day came, he would ensure he remained upon the side of law and order. So, Lucius would have to come up with a really good idea to explain his sudden need for Dark Arts text books.



Standing in the shadows, he mulled idly over his ideas, not listening any more to the noises coming from the newcomer’s bed.



“Severus,” Aidan breathed, curled up in the English boy’s arms. “Merlin, that was …” he trailed off, too tired to speak.



Severus nodded, gasping a little for air. “I … that was ….” He too was unable to complete his sentence.



“Can we do that again?” Aidan asked, brown eyes sparkling with happiness.



“I intend for us to do so as often as we can before you have to go back home,” Severus admitted, tightening his grip on the other lad.



“Good.”



Aidan snuggled closer to his lover, and kissed gently at the pale skin he could reach.



“You want to go again now?” Severus asked, gobsmacked.



Aidan shook his head, lips still moving over the skin before him. “Too tired,” he admitted, “but you’re addictive.”



Severus felt the other’s gentle smile against his body and groaned. He was stirring at the boy’s attention.



He whimpered slightly as a hand moved down and gripped him, digits sliding along his sensitive length, rubbing at the wet tip, twisting with a slight squeeze. Severus writhed slightly, it was incredible, but his cock ached from fucking Aidan.



“Pl-please,” he panted, not sure if he was begging for the torment to stop or continue.



Aidan went on, kissing down the body, lips and tongue slicking the white skin as he shifted down the bed until he was facing the throbbing shaft.



“Pl-please,” Severus moaned, completely sure that he would die if Aidan didn’t touch him there with his mouth.



Aidan flicked his tongue across the swollen tip and Severus screamed. “Mer-Merlin!” He gasped, hands clenched in the sheets as Aidan’s mouth got to work, sucking him in and lapping at the pulsing vein, the wet slit, the silken skin that covered the hardness Aidan wanted so much.



Lucius, standing in the shadows, was brought out of his musings by the noises Severus was emitting. He was angry. He prided himself on his stamina. Well then, if Severus was enjoying being hard so much…, Lucius grinned, he knew the prefect punishment, and what was even better was that it was a book he had brought from home in September as it contained a number of useful essays which he had used in homeworks.