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Adult ++
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Secrets In Lace 2
Title: Secrets In Lace 2/3
Author: Annika von Rammstein
Pairing: HP/LM
Summary: A/U I suppose... Harry has a secret fetish, and finds the perfect partner to share it with...
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Contains m/m sex, underage sex, cross-dressing, fetishism, implied incest
Spoilers: Possibly books 1-4
Disclaimer: Don\'t own \'em, no profit, don\'t sue!
For the rest of the day, Harry was torn between apprehension and anticipation. Although he shivered with sensual thrills at the thought of donning lacy lingerie in front of Lucius, there was no getting around the fact that Lucius was a Malfoy, a Slytherin, a Death Eater... someone that common sense prevailed upon him not to trust. And there was another pressing reason why Harry was so nervous - Harry was a virgin.
He\'d had numerous admirers, and shared a few fumbled gropes and stolen kisses with a couple of other boys, but had never gone all the way because no-one he had met had come close to fulfilling his dreams. None of them were older men with long hair, and none of them would ever understand his desire to dress in women\'s underthings.
Until now. Now there was Lucius Malfoy... and Lucius would obviously expect much more than merely watching Harry play dress-ups. Harry\'s heart pounded fast and his head swam with merged terror and lust at the idea of being fucked - just thinking the word made him blush furiously - by Lucius Malfoy. Although Harry was terribly afraid, he had to admit that the thought of being bedded by Lucius aroused him. Lucius was just so damned sexy... the fact of his connection to evil should logically have repulsed Harry, but for some reason it was an enormous turn-on. Part of the perverse twists and turns that sexual desire could take, Harry thought, sighing to himself. Like wanting to feel lace against his flesh... perhaps he had a hidden dark side, something he\'d been unwilling to confront. The Sorting Hat had initially wanted to put him in Slytherin when he first arrived at Hogwarts, after all...
Just before midnight that night, Harry slipped quietly out of bed, careful not to disturb Ron, whose bedroom he was sharing. Luckily Ron\'s noisy, hyperactive little owl Pigwidgeon had flown off to go hunting, as had Harry\'s own owl, Hedwig - Pig was capable of making enough racket to wake the entire Weasley household. Harry crept softly downstairs, startled once or twice by sudden clanking noises - fortunately made only by the ghoul in the Weasleys\' attic. The family were so used to these that they slept right through them, and Harry was able to proceed unhindered as he lit a fire, took a pinch of Floo powder from the customary flower-pot, and watched as the flames turned bright green and roared upwards.
Stepping into the fire, Harry was careful not to let his voice tremble as he announced, \"Malfoy Manor!\" He was soon swept up by whirling emerald flames, feeling slightly sick as always as he sped past the grates of many wizard fireplaces. Floo Powder was definitely not his favourite mode of transportation... He came to a stop at last, tumbling down upon a massive polar bear skin rug, obviously bewitched to keep the soot off. As Harry blinked and rose groggily to his feet, he felt strong but gentle hands assisting him, and heard a smooth, sensuous voice saying, \"Ah, Harry. I\'m glad you\'ve arrived here safely...\"
Harry looked around him, and knew instinctively that this was the right place. Grand and opulent, yet gloomy and forbidding... exactly the kind of house Harry had always pictured Draco Malfoy living in.
Lucius Malfoy was standing at Harry\'s side, clad in a sheer silk night robe of darkest green. His flowing, pale blond hair glimmered like starlight beneath chandeliers full of enchanted candles, and the clinging material of his garment delectably enhanced his slim but well-muscled form. He was without doubt the most gorgeous man Harry had ever laid eyes on.
\"I - I came just as you asked, Mr Malfoy,\" Harry stuttered shakily, noting that he and his host seemed to be all by themselves in this vast house.
\"When we\'re alone together, you may call me Lucius,\" the older wizard replied, adding as he brushed a flake of ash from Harry\'s nose, \"And I think, my dear Harry, that you could use a bath after your little journey...\"
Still feeling dazed, Harry allowed Lucius to lead him through the ornate hallways of Malfoy Manor to a bathroom even more splendid than the Prefects\' bathroom at Hogwarts, where Harry had bathed once. It too was lit by a crystal chandelier; the walls were sleek black marble, painted with silver fleur-de-lis and coiled serpent designs, studded with what appeared to be opals. The tub was also marble, but blood red, and seemed to have even more golden, jewelled taps than the Prefects\' bath. It was round, large and very deep, Harry realised, as he stripped and lowered himself into the perfumed, foamy water that Lucius had filled the bathtub with. Harry couldn\'t resist trying a few more of the taps, which produced some rather delightful results. One tap dispensed pearls of golden bath oil into the water; another sent rainbow clouds of incense into the air, the clouds forming shapes of swans and dragons that floated all around without dissipating. Harry was so absorbed in all this that he got quite a shock when, instead of leaving Harry to bathe in privacy, Lucius slowly slid his silk robe to the floor, revealing the magnificence of his naked body. Before Harry even had time to gasp in wonder at how glorious Lucius looked unclothed, Lucius was in the bath with him and gliding across the water to take Harry in his arms and kiss him, hot, deep, and open-mouthed; Harry could feel what was undoubtedly Lucius\' very large erection rubbing against him, and his own cock began to harden in response. Harry\'s whole body shuddered with combined anxiety and need.
\"Don\'t worry, my beauty, I won\'t ravish you here in the bath,\" Lucius purred, nuzzling Harry\'s neck with his warm lips, sliding his powerful but loving hands over Harry\'s wet flesh to give the youth\'s buttocks a tender squeeze. \"That will come later - when I\'ve seen you all dressed up in your pretty, frilly underclothes...\"
Lucius pressed a nearby tap set with a huge blue topaz; it dispensed a fragrant flowing soap into the palm of Lucius\' hand that smelled like the most expensive masculine cologne that wizard gold could purchase. He started lathering Harry with this concoction, and indicated for Harry to take some soap and do likewise to him. As the two of them enjoyed washing each other, Lucius assured Harry that nobody would disturb their little tryst.
\"My wife and son are staying with my sister-in-law, and won\'t be returning for at least a week,\" Lucius informed Harry, slowly trailing suds in a caress down the boy\'s twitching thighs. \"Although if they did discover us together, you\'d probably have more to fear from Draco than Narcissa. My wife and I have an - arrangement, you see,\" Lucius whispered, moving closer in to kiss Harry\'s mouth again, briefly and gently. \"When we were younger, the wizarding world was much more old-fashioned than it is today. Scions of great pure-blood wizard families, like Narcissa and myself, were expected to marry and produce heirs. But she and I have always preferred the intimate company of our own respective sexes. We stay married for Draco\'s sake, and because we have been close friends since our schooldays - rather like yourself and Miss Granger.\"
If Lucius felt any distaste at mentioning Hermione\'s name, he didn\'t show it as he continued, \"Both of us have always been free to pursue lovers of our choice when the opportunity or desire arises.\"
\"Like now?\" Harry asked, soaping Lucius\' chest and lingering over the older man\'s nipples, making him moan with pleasure as the younger wizard stroked the hardening pink nubs.
\"Yes,\" purred Lucius, \"but none of them have ever been as luscious as you. Except for one... it\'s a pity that you and Draco don\'t get along. The pair of you would have looked so sweet together, your heads nestling against my chest, your pretty mouths joined in a deep kiss - a delicious contrast, your hair so dark and his so fair...\"
\"You mean - you and Draco... ?!\" Harry exclaimed, startled but hardly surprised. The Malfoys were Slytherins, after all; such debauchery as incest was to be expected from people with no regard for rules or conventions.
\"Oh yes,\" whispered Lucius, smiling wickedly. \"My little Dragon seduced me as soon as he started having sexual urges. It was obvious from his earliest days that Draco inherited his parents\' preference for same-gender love - and apparently no other man but me was good enough for my proud young son\'s first time.\"
Lucius regarded Harry\'s shocked expression with amusement, watching unease grapple with fascination in the youth\'s eyes.
\"You must think that I\'m an evil, immoral man, Harry,\" he said softly, kissing the younger wizard again, noticing that Harry did not flinch or pull away.
\"Sometimes I do,\" Harry whispered tremulously. \"You\'ve done things I consider wrong - but I - I can\'t help feeling desire for you. Maybe even - love...\" He shivered, and pressed closer to Lucius as he confessed, \"I don\'t know why that is. Perhaps it\'s because I\'m less of a Gryffindor than I\'d like to be. I\'ve never told anybody this - except Professor Dumbledore once - but I feel that I need to tell you, Lucius. When I first started at Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat wanted to put me in Slytherin.\"
\"That would explain a lot, Harry,\" Lucius replied, tightening his embrace around the youth. \"For instance, why I\'m so drawn to you, in more than just a lustful way... perhaps I\'m falling in love with you as well. And it explains why you seem so conflicted, torn between others\' expectations and what you truly need to be. You remind me of myself when I was a boy. In fact, when I was a Hogwarts first year, the Sorting Hat actually considered putting me in Gryffindor! It called me courageous, daring, spirited... all excellent Gryffindor qualities. It only made me a Slytherin because I asked it to - my family would accept nothing else... and besides, I enjoy doing things that most people, such as yourself, would consider \'wrong\'...\"
Lucius stopped talking abruptly, exiting the tub and announcing, \"The water\'s growing cold, Harry. Let\'s dry ourselves and adjourn to the bedroom, shall we?\"
- tbc -
Author: Annika von Rammstein
Pairing: HP/LM
Summary: A/U I suppose... Harry has a secret fetish, and finds the perfect partner to share it with...
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Contains m/m sex, underage sex, cross-dressing, fetishism, implied incest
Spoilers: Possibly books 1-4
Disclaimer: Don\'t own \'em, no profit, don\'t sue!
For the rest of the day, Harry was torn between apprehension and anticipation. Although he shivered with sensual thrills at the thought of donning lacy lingerie in front of Lucius, there was no getting around the fact that Lucius was a Malfoy, a Slytherin, a Death Eater... someone that common sense prevailed upon him not to trust. And there was another pressing reason why Harry was so nervous - Harry was a virgin.
He\'d had numerous admirers, and shared a few fumbled gropes and stolen kisses with a couple of other boys, but had never gone all the way because no-one he had met had come close to fulfilling his dreams. None of them were older men with long hair, and none of them would ever understand his desire to dress in women\'s underthings.
Until now. Now there was Lucius Malfoy... and Lucius would obviously expect much more than merely watching Harry play dress-ups. Harry\'s heart pounded fast and his head swam with merged terror and lust at the idea of being fucked - just thinking the word made him blush furiously - by Lucius Malfoy. Although Harry was terribly afraid, he had to admit that the thought of being bedded by Lucius aroused him. Lucius was just so damned sexy... the fact of his connection to evil should logically have repulsed Harry, but for some reason it was an enormous turn-on. Part of the perverse twists and turns that sexual desire could take, Harry thought, sighing to himself. Like wanting to feel lace against his flesh... perhaps he had a hidden dark side, something he\'d been unwilling to confront. The Sorting Hat had initially wanted to put him in Slytherin when he first arrived at Hogwarts, after all...
Just before midnight that night, Harry slipped quietly out of bed, careful not to disturb Ron, whose bedroom he was sharing. Luckily Ron\'s noisy, hyperactive little owl Pigwidgeon had flown off to go hunting, as had Harry\'s own owl, Hedwig - Pig was capable of making enough racket to wake the entire Weasley household. Harry crept softly downstairs, startled once or twice by sudden clanking noises - fortunately made only by the ghoul in the Weasleys\' attic. The family were so used to these that they slept right through them, and Harry was able to proceed unhindered as he lit a fire, took a pinch of Floo powder from the customary flower-pot, and watched as the flames turned bright green and roared upwards.
Stepping into the fire, Harry was careful not to let his voice tremble as he announced, \"Malfoy Manor!\" He was soon swept up by whirling emerald flames, feeling slightly sick as always as he sped past the grates of many wizard fireplaces. Floo Powder was definitely not his favourite mode of transportation... He came to a stop at last, tumbling down upon a massive polar bear skin rug, obviously bewitched to keep the soot off. As Harry blinked and rose groggily to his feet, he felt strong but gentle hands assisting him, and heard a smooth, sensuous voice saying, \"Ah, Harry. I\'m glad you\'ve arrived here safely...\"
Harry looked around him, and knew instinctively that this was the right place. Grand and opulent, yet gloomy and forbidding... exactly the kind of house Harry had always pictured Draco Malfoy living in.
Lucius Malfoy was standing at Harry\'s side, clad in a sheer silk night robe of darkest green. His flowing, pale blond hair glimmered like starlight beneath chandeliers full of enchanted candles, and the clinging material of his garment delectably enhanced his slim but well-muscled form. He was without doubt the most gorgeous man Harry had ever laid eyes on.
\"I - I came just as you asked, Mr Malfoy,\" Harry stuttered shakily, noting that he and his host seemed to be all by themselves in this vast house.
\"When we\'re alone together, you may call me Lucius,\" the older wizard replied, adding as he brushed a flake of ash from Harry\'s nose, \"And I think, my dear Harry, that you could use a bath after your little journey...\"
Still feeling dazed, Harry allowed Lucius to lead him through the ornate hallways of Malfoy Manor to a bathroom even more splendid than the Prefects\' bathroom at Hogwarts, where Harry had bathed once. It too was lit by a crystal chandelier; the walls were sleek black marble, painted with silver fleur-de-lis and coiled serpent designs, studded with what appeared to be opals. The tub was also marble, but blood red, and seemed to have even more golden, jewelled taps than the Prefects\' bath. It was round, large and very deep, Harry realised, as he stripped and lowered himself into the perfumed, foamy water that Lucius had filled the bathtub with. Harry couldn\'t resist trying a few more of the taps, which produced some rather delightful results. One tap dispensed pearls of golden bath oil into the water; another sent rainbow clouds of incense into the air, the clouds forming shapes of swans and dragons that floated all around without dissipating. Harry was so absorbed in all this that he got quite a shock when, instead of leaving Harry to bathe in privacy, Lucius slowly slid his silk robe to the floor, revealing the magnificence of his naked body. Before Harry even had time to gasp in wonder at how glorious Lucius looked unclothed, Lucius was in the bath with him and gliding across the water to take Harry in his arms and kiss him, hot, deep, and open-mouthed; Harry could feel what was undoubtedly Lucius\' very large erection rubbing against him, and his own cock began to harden in response. Harry\'s whole body shuddered with combined anxiety and need.
\"Don\'t worry, my beauty, I won\'t ravish you here in the bath,\" Lucius purred, nuzzling Harry\'s neck with his warm lips, sliding his powerful but loving hands over Harry\'s wet flesh to give the youth\'s buttocks a tender squeeze. \"That will come later - when I\'ve seen you all dressed up in your pretty, frilly underclothes...\"
Lucius pressed a nearby tap set with a huge blue topaz; it dispensed a fragrant flowing soap into the palm of Lucius\' hand that smelled like the most expensive masculine cologne that wizard gold could purchase. He started lathering Harry with this concoction, and indicated for Harry to take some soap and do likewise to him. As the two of them enjoyed washing each other, Lucius assured Harry that nobody would disturb their little tryst.
\"My wife and son are staying with my sister-in-law, and won\'t be returning for at least a week,\" Lucius informed Harry, slowly trailing suds in a caress down the boy\'s twitching thighs. \"Although if they did discover us together, you\'d probably have more to fear from Draco than Narcissa. My wife and I have an - arrangement, you see,\" Lucius whispered, moving closer in to kiss Harry\'s mouth again, briefly and gently. \"When we were younger, the wizarding world was much more old-fashioned than it is today. Scions of great pure-blood wizard families, like Narcissa and myself, were expected to marry and produce heirs. But she and I have always preferred the intimate company of our own respective sexes. We stay married for Draco\'s sake, and because we have been close friends since our schooldays - rather like yourself and Miss Granger.\"
If Lucius felt any distaste at mentioning Hermione\'s name, he didn\'t show it as he continued, \"Both of us have always been free to pursue lovers of our choice when the opportunity or desire arises.\"
\"Like now?\" Harry asked, soaping Lucius\' chest and lingering over the older man\'s nipples, making him moan with pleasure as the younger wizard stroked the hardening pink nubs.
\"Yes,\" purred Lucius, \"but none of them have ever been as luscious as you. Except for one... it\'s a pity that you and Draco don\'t get along. The pair of you would have looked so sweet together, your heads nestling against my chest, your pretty mouths joined in a deep kiss - a delicious contrast, your hair so dark and his so fair...\"
\"You mean - you and Draco... ?!\" Harry exclaimed, startled but hardly surprised. The Malfoys were Slytherins, after all; such debauchery as incest was to be expected from people with no regard for rules or conventions.
\"Oh yes,\" whispered Lucius, smiling wickedly. \"My little Dragon seduced me as soon as he started having sexual urges. It was obvious from his earliest days that Draco inherited his parents\' preference for same-gender love - and apparently no other man but me was good enough for my proud young son\'s first time.\"
Lucius regarded Harry\'s shocked expression with amusement, watching unease grapple with fascination in the youth\'s eyes.
\"You must think that I\'m an evil, immoral man, Harry,\" he said softly, kissing the younger wizard again, noticing that Harry did not flinch or pull away.
\"Sometimes I do,\" Harry whispered tremulously. \"You\'ve done things I consider wrong - but I - I can\'t help feeling desire for you. Maybe even - love...\" He shivered, and pressed closer to Lucius as he confessed, \"I don\'t know why that is. Perhaps it\'s because I\'m less of a Gryffindor than I\'d like to be. I\'ve never told anybody this - except Professor Dumbledore once - but I feel that I need to tell you, Lucius. When I first started at Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat wanted to put me in Slytherin.\"
\"That would explain a lot, Harry,\" Lucius replied, tightening his embrace around the youth. \"For instance, why I\'m so drawn to you, in more than just a lustful way... perhaps I\'m falling in love with you as well. And it explains why you seem so conflicted, torn between others\' expectations and what you truly need to be. You remind me of myself when I was a boy. In fact, when I was a Hogwarts first year, the Sorting Hat actually considered putting me in Gryffindor! It called me courageous, daring, spirited... all excellent Gryffindor qualities. It only made me a Slytherin because I asked it to - my family would accept nothing else... and besides, I enjoy doing things that most people, such as yourself, would consider \'wrong\'...\"
Lucius stopped talking abruptly, exiting the tub and announcing, \"The water\'s growing cold, Harry. Let\'s dry ourselves and adjourn to the bedroom, shall we?\"
- tbc -