Heir
Snakes Intertwined
Draco
sighs as he realizes that his birthday had come and gone.
other thing. A smirk crosses his face as
he thinks of his father wearing nothing at all.
He had been ready for this day since he was only five, hearing his
mother talking about it if it is some dreadful task.
just a prude, he thought as he gets off the bed with the grace of a
cat. But
then again, she has no idea that I do remember some of the early baths that
father gave me. Possibly the only reason
I do like men rather than this female sort.
Gods, prancing around Hogwarts having girls follow me.
it and is smart enough to realize polyjuice potion.
his butt as well as the shirt that is far too tight.
down to breakfast.
As
he enters the dinning hall, he sees only his father there.
his father with a calculating look.
“Off
with your Aunt,” Lucius says as his eyes never rise from the paper in front of
him. “Either sit down and eat or
leave. You are trying too hard, Draco.”
Draco sat down in his assigned
seat, right next to father. “Trying to
hard with what, father?” He asks properly as his usual oatmeal and tea appeared
in front of him. “I just wonder when I
will be able to leave here and take my test.”
“Next
weekend is when the test is being held,” Lucius says as he turns a page.
“So
that is the way you are going to take with getting the second item of business
done?” Draco asks as he plays with his oatmeal.
“Yes.
happen,” Lucius says.
“I
always do enjoy a good spanking,” Draco says with a smirk.
Lucius
raises an eyebrow. He had heard his son
was going with women, which is a good thing considering Draco is the only one
to pass on the line.
Slytherin girls. Thank god for that.
torture.”
Draco
ate some oatmeal to keep his tongue in line.
He had to keep up that masquerade until after the deed is done.
see what shades father dearest would turn.
Especially when it is told that his boyfriend is Harry Potter.
Lucius,
seeing that Draco is not going to rise to the occasion, turns back to his paper
and small breakfast of tea and toast.
“Three o clock…do not be late or it shall not be done at all.”
“Exactly where am I meeting
you?” Draco asks after he swallows.
“The
study,” Lucius says. “Certainly you are
used to fucking on a couch?”
“Of
course father,” Draco says with his signature smirk.
bed. We must remember that you are
getting old.”
Lucius
smirks and shakes his head. “I do
believe you are actually growing up.
It’s a very good sign.”
Breakfast
continued in silence until the older Malfoy left to do what needs to be done
for the day. The younger Malfoy went
back to his room to finish a letter that a certain white owl is staying until
it is done. Draco smiles softly at
Hedwig and gently strokes her back.
“Thank you,” he says quietly to the owl that nips his finger
gently. Draco chuckles softly and
finishes the letter, telling Harry when the next test will be.
leg. “Safe journey friend,” he says
quietly and opens his window for the owl to fly out.
Below,
Lucius notes what type of owl it is but does not have it follow.
Draco makes sure that he is presentable and goes down to his father’s
study. At
“enter”. He enters quietly, closing the
door slowly so it does not bang. He
heads over to his father’s desk and stands there waiting.
son. He softly asks “Who does the white
owl belong to?”
missing a beat. He knew that she would
cover for him just to earn a few more minutes alone with him.
an unfortunate accident during a storm.”
answer. Inside, he is delighted to hear
that name as the Parkinson family is as pureblooded as the Malfoys.
says. “Can we please get on with
it? I would like it now.”
says with a tisk in his voice. “Does
Pansy really put up with that? It’s a
wonder you know what sex is.”
you only knew….Draco bit his tongue and sighs softly.
Lucius’ cloaked shoulder. “Father,
forgive…for I do not know how you wish for things to be…” he moves closer and
whispers in Lucius’ ear “Or how you wish for me to be.
mother use the bed…”
says as he moves his head and kisses the top of Draco’s neck.
and then moves back over to Lucius. His
hands move down his father’s chest before moving back up to slowly unbutton the
jacket. He removes that and unbuttons
the silk shirt, careful and softly kissing the skin he uncovers.
them. Lucius moves his butt up as Draco
pulls down pants and underwear at the same time.
fully before standing back up, looking into his father’s eyes.
Lucius moves, wrapping his arms
around Draco as he kisses his son’s lips forcefully.
removes the things off of his desk into a nice pile on the couch.
the kiss to breathe and running his hands down his son’s body.
as he looks down at his father.
Draco’s ear as his hands play with Draco’s cock.
Draco asks in a soft moan, liking his father’s touches.
son’s cock, watching it grow and harden.
He reaches down and plays with the tip of Draco’s cock with his
tongue. Draco squirms as he starts to
groan louder, his eyes half close with his lips open.
wanting to cum so badly. Lucius takes
half of Draco’s cock into his mouth, sucking hard on it to finish Draco off.
supporting himself up on his arms.
Draco’s lips so he can taste his own cum.
“Sweet….very sweet,” Lucius mummers as Draco lies down on his
stomach. Draco puts a bit of his ass
into the air, waiting for what his father will do.
son’s asshole, taking delight in teasing the boy with his fingers.
last thought enters his mind of hurting the boy.
into Draco’s ass, causing a cry to come out loudly from the boy.
release in all the teasing he had done.
Draco squirms under him as Lucius starts to go faster and harder, making
Draco cries out louder. Lucius starts to
mummer again as he cums hard into Draco’s ass; sinking back into his chair
after all of his cum is out. “There
Draco…it is complete. Aren’t you glad
you waited?”
quietly as he lays on the desk exhausted.
“Very much.”