The Kinkiness of Harry
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Lucius
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
18
Views:
69,808
Reviews:
99
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
3
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Two
Chapter Two
Lucius Malfoy turned his attention back to David, the chubby cashier, as he heard Harry Potter’s tires peel out on the pavement outside.
“Mr Hunter. By chance do you know Mr Potter?”
David replied quickly, “No, sir.” He had dealt with Lucius Malfoy enough in the past to know not to lie or to anger him.
Lucius arched his eyebrow and David’s eyes widened in fear as he shook his head.
“I do,” a voice came from the shadowy corner of the shop.
The blond aristocrat turned in the direction of the voice “Really?”
A tall brunet shrugged with a smirk. “Sure.”
Lucius approached the young man slowly and with authority. The boy glanced behind the blond to see a very shaken cashier shaking his head at him. Clearly he didn't know who he was dealing with.
“I see. Well, then, perhaps you can enlighten me.”
“His name isn’t Harry Potter for one thing,” he said curtly. “It’s Larry Gardner.”
Harry used this name with boyfriends he didn't trust and his real name with the ones he did.
“Larry Gardner,” Lucius repeated. He looked down at the youth and continued. “And do you know him well enough to tell me where he lives?”
“Stephan…” David cautioned. The blond whipped his head around and shot him a ‘How dare you interrupt me’ look. David looked away and quickly retreated to the back room.
Turning back to Stephan, he curled his lip and asked again. “So, Stephan. Do you know where Mr Gardner lives?”
The brunet furrowed his brow. “Why do you want to know? I don’t recall him ever mentioning you,” he responded gruffly.
Lucius merely smirked at the boy’s behaviour. “Mr Gardner and I have been,” he paused to consider, “…acquaintances for some time now.”
“Yeah, then why don’t you know where he lives? By watching him just now it’s clear he doesn't want you around,” he said smugly.
Stephan’s manner no longer amused Lucius and he tightened his grip on his cane.
“Besides,” the young man sneered. “You made it clear you don’t care for those kind of people so why should I tell you anything?”
Lucius’ expression suddenly softened. “Ah, that explains how you know him,” he said matter-of-factly. “Actually, Stephan, I was merely playing with the boy. He would have laughed if it weren’t for the fact that he was still upset with me.”
“I can’t imagine why,” the brunet mocked.
Ignoring the boy’s insult, the blond calmly said, “Not that I need to explain myself, but Larry is irritated with me because I broke off our…” he paused, “…relationship because my wife was beginning to suspect. That didn’t, as you can imagine, sit well with him.”
Stephan’s eyes narrowed. “You mean to tell me…” Lucius nodded with a half smile. The boy pursed his lips and thought for a moment. “I didn't know he was into older guys.”
“Older…gentlemen do have their advantages,” he said softly.
Lucius slowly raised his hand and lightly stroked Stephan's face. The brunet flinched for a moment then relaxed as he felt a wave of excitement go through him.
“Tell me, Stephan. Have you ever had the pleasure of partaking in the embrace of an older gentleman?”
Stephan's eyes opened and he barely shook his head.
“Well,” the aristocrat whispered in a low silky voice. “I don’t have to apologise to Mr Gardner tonight.”
Stephan leaned into Lucius’ hand and nodded.
Too easy, Lucius thought.
~*~*~*~*~
Lucius Malfoy straightened his long blond hair and pulled it back to tie it. He admired himself in the mirror and raised his head to examine his neck. Seeing that there weren’t any noticeable marks, he adjusted his shirt and donned his outer robe. Before leaving, he gave the naked boy on the bed one last look. For a Muggle, he was quite handsome. Especially the way he was laying there, sprawled out, covering the entire disarranged sheets. He was so contented and so unguarded. Lucius had to smile to himself, recalling how the young man was such a screamer. Of course anyone would be if they had their back shredded. He made his way to the front door and stopped when he heard a soft voice.
“Mr Malfoy?”
“Yes Stephan,” he stated.
“Maybe… I mean, can we…?”
“Of course, Mr Johnson. I look forward to it.”
The young man sighed and laid his head back down on the pillow. Lucius smirked and left the apartment, closing the door quietly.
“Such trusting fools,” he said out loud.
~*~*~*~*~
Lucius Malfoy turned his attention back to David, the chubby cashier, as he heard Harry Potter’s tires peel out on the pavement outside.
“Mr Hunter. By chance do you know Mr Potter?”
David replied quickly, “No, sir.” He had dealt with Lucius Malfoy enough in the past to know not to lie or to anger him.
Lucius arched his eyebrow and David’s eyes widened in fear as he shook his head.
“I do,” a voice came from the shadowy corner of the shop.
The blond aristocrat turned in the direction of the voice “Really?”
A tall brunet shrugged with a smirk. “Sure.”
Lucius approached the young man slowly and with authority. The boy glanced behind the blond to see a very shaken cashier shaking his head at him. Clearly he didn't know who he was dealing with.
“I see. Well, then, perhaps you can enlighten me.”
“His name isn’t Harry Potter for one thing,” he said curtly. “It’s Larry Gardner.”
Harry used this name with boyfriends he didn't trust and his real name with the ones he did.
“Larry Gardner,” Lucius repeated. He looked down at the youth and continued. “And do you know him well enough to tell me where he lives?”
“Stephan…” David cautioned. The blond whipped his head around and shot him a ‘How dare you interrupt me’ look. David looked away and quickly retreated to the back room.
Turning back to Stephan, he curled his lip and asked again. “So, Stephan. Do you know where Mr Gardner lives?”
The brunet furrowed his brow. “Why do you want to know? I don’t recall him ever mentioning you,” he responded gruffly.
Lucius merely smirked at the boy’s behaviour. “Mr Gardner and I have been,” he paused to consider, “…acquaintances for some time now.”
“Yeah, then why don’t you know where he lives? By watching him just now it’s clear he doesn't want you around,” he said smugly.
Stephan’s manner no longer amused Lucius and he tightened his grip on his cane.
“Besides,” the young man sneered. “You made it clear you don’t care for those kind of people so why should I tell you anything?”
Lucius’ expression suddenly softened. “Ah, that explains how you know him,” he said matter-of-factly. “Actually, Stephan, I was merely playing with the boy. He would have laughed if it weren’t for the fact that he was still upset with me.”
“I can’t imagine why,” the brunet mocked.
Ignoring the boy’s insult, the blond calmly said, “Not that I need to explain myself, but Larry is irritated with me because I broke off our…” he paused, “…relationship because my wife was beginning to suspect. That didn’t, as you can imagine, sit well with him.”
Stephan’s eyes narrowed. “You mean to tell me…” Lucius nodded with a half smile. The boy pursed his lips and thought for a moment. “I didn't know he was into older guys.”
“Older…gentlemen do have their advantages,” he said softly.
Lucius slowly raised his hand and lightly stroked Stephan's face. The brunet flinched for a moment then relaxed as he felt a wave of excitement go through him.
“Tell me, Stephan. Have you ever had the pleasure of partaking in the embrace of an older gentleman?”
Stephan's eyes opened and he barely shook his head.
“Well,” the aristocrat whispered in a low silky voice. “I don’t have to apologise to Mr Gardner tonight.”
Stephan leaned into Lucius’ hand and nodded.
Too easy, Lucius thought.
~*~*~*~*~
Lucius Malfoy straightened his long blond hair and pulled it back to tie it. He admired himself in the mirror and raised his head to examine his neck. Seeing that there weren’t any noticeable marks, he adjusted his shirt and donned his outer robe. Before leaving, he gave the naked boy on the bed one last look. For a Muggle, he was quite handsome. Especially the way he was laying there, sprawled out, covering the entire disarranged sheets. He was so contented and so unguarded. Lucius had to smile to himself, recalling how the young man was such a screamer. Of course anyone would be if they had their back shredded. He made his way to the front door and stopped when he heard a soft voice.
“Mr Malfoy?”
“Yes Stephan,” he stated.
“Maybe… I mean, can we…?”
“Of course, Mr Johnson. I look forward to it.”
The young man sighed and laid his head back down on the pillow. Lucius smirked and left the apartment, closing the door quietly.
“Such trusting fools,” he said out loud.
~*~*~*~*~