Path of the serpent

Title: Path of the serpent
Author: ejab
Pairing: SS/LM with a little SS/RL and SS/DM on the side
Rating: story is slash and NC-17
Feedback: very, very welcome
Disclaimer: yes, yes, J.K. Rowling still owns them, blablabla
Warnings: tiny bit of smut and torture
Category: all over the place
Summary: Severus finally gets what he wants and happily pays with his blood. Lucius
also enjoys it very much. Such naughty boys… ah, just love them!
A/N: underlucius. My beta. The one and only. Indefatigable and priceless!
All remaining mistakes are mine, really.

26/?

Lucius' playroom. He hadn't been here for quite some while. The fact that they were here now indicated serious punishment indeed. Severus wasn't sure how he felt about that. Funny how this room always seemed to make him feel so confused. His only goal had been severe punishment, yes, but the potions master felt very nervous and apprehensive still the same. Something about the look in his lover's eyes…

"I'm getting really tired of having to prove my love to you over and over again, Severus. I think I have proven it more than enough." The subject of his thoughts came standing in front of him and looked him over with hard, cold eyes. "Not only that, but you just had to humiliate me by using my son, didn't you? MY son." One murmured spell and Severus was naked. He shivered from the cold dungeon air. "There's absolutely no way on earth I can let you get away with that. Nor do I want to, for that matter." Lucius glided out of his sight like a cat stalking up on his prey.

Then, without any warning, lightning struck - a burning, cutting blow across his back. Snape screamed in pain and gasped. What, for Merlin's sake, was THAT? Forcing himself to stay upright, he took three more blows to his back before the whipping came to a stop.

"It takes a few moments to fully appreciate it…" With the smile of a perfect host, Lucius came back in view again when he sat down in a small chair some feet away. Severus blinked in confusion. Lucius just smiled back. Then, slowly, the burning and ing ing sensation started to increase. It seemed to crawl under his skin and slice through the tissue, muscles, bones and nerves. The potions master whined without shame, desperately fighting back the tears in his eyes. Gods, this was like a Cruciatus in slow motion!

"Nice one, isn't it?" Lucius looked appreciative at how his lover fell to the floor, losing control over his now severely shaking body. "It's a little toy I developed some time ago and by the looks of it, it works rather well."

"What…is…it?" Severus kept shaking in agony and gasping for air. "Merlin, let…it…stop…"

"Can't do that, Severus. We just started and you don't want to spoil my fun, now do you?" Still speaking in a conversational tone as if discussing the latest politics, Lucius rose to his feet and walked towards his lover again. From a corner of his eyes the potions master could see the whip in his hand. Oh Merlin, no…

"No slow build up for you this time, Severus - you really don't deserve that now," Lucius rose his arm and the whip came down with full force on his stomach, inner thighs, ankles, splint-bones, the back of his knees, his kneecaps, chest - everywhere. A rain of lashes that never seemed to stop. After the first two blows the potions master started to crawl away from the source of this blinding pain but it followed him where ever he went. It took just minutes for him to continuously sob and a mere ten minutes to cry and scream out loud. He could hear himself cry, although it sounded more like howling to him. He couldn't care less, though - the pain was all-consuming, tearing him apart, shredding him to bits, making him disappear, forget his existence.

"No, you're not passing out on me - no fun in that." A cold voice and iced water in his face. With tremendous effort Snape managed to open his eyes a bit. Apparently he briefly had passed out because he was now hanging in shackles, attached to the ceiling, while Lucius circled him again, clearly admiring the view in front of him.

"Wha…" Soft touches and strokes across his chest, back and buttocks. Not what he had expected.

"You look SO beautiful…" Never taking his eyes from the bleeding cuts in front of him, Lucius smiled almost dreamily and bent forward, slowly licking the blood of some of the cuts, then pressing his tongue in a cut and widened and deepened it somewhat. Severus hissed in pain and moaned. This too hurt like hell but it was a different kind of pain. This was the kind that also went straight down to his cock.

"So beautiful…" One of Lucius' hands wfor for the potions master's already hard cock and stroked it gently while the fingers of his other hand began to stretch his hole. Ah yes, this felt good. Severus thrusted back onto the fingers, desperately wanting more.

"This isn't about pleasure, Severus," Lucius chuckled, coming to stand in front of him and grabbing his cock firmly. "At least not yours." After those words his lover hungrily engulfed his throbbing erection and started to suck. Snape sighed, lured into relaxation. A mistake. Because the next moment teeth were biting down on his cock. He screamed in agony and cursed, trying to pull his hips away unsuccessfully.

"Tsk tsk, you should know better than that, Severus." Still sounding eerily cheerful, Lucius let go of his cock, brought a cockring in to place and caressed his chest and nipples with both his hand and mouth. Then he moved to the back again and gave his lover's hole his complete attention by rimming him thoroughly, then added some fingers.

"Ohgodspleasefuckmefuckmefuckmeohplease…" Severus wasn't able to control his hip movements anymore and thrusted wildly, franticly gasping for air and moaning wantonly.

Suddenly something big was shoved into his hole and immediately started to vibrate. Mercilessly. A vibrator. Oh Circe!

"NO! You can't…ohgodsohgodsohnopleasepleaseplease.." Almost crying with the need to come, Severus wildly pulled at the chains that he was hanging from while his hips started to jerk uncontrollably. This was too much, just too much! The bloody thing hit his prostate nearly every single time.. he SO needed to come!

"So blind with need, aren't you?" Lucius was rather pleased with the result of his work so far and laughed. "But all that work has brought on quite an appetite, I must say. So you be a good boy and stay where you are and I will come back for you after dinner. Maybe." With a mocking bow Lucius walked away and left the room, still chuckling.

Severus howled out of pure frustration and anger, clenching his teeth together and tasting the first drops of sweat dripping down his face. Oh gods, how was he going to survive this?! This was SO much more worse than being whipped! Every time his hips moved out of their own free will, that damn vibrator hit his prostate, sending shockwaves of pure ecstasy through his yearning body. But because he couldn't come, the pressure inside kept building and building, becoming more painful with each wave - it was as unbearable as the earlier torture. This was SO cruel! And then the pain in his shoulders as every muscle was stretched to its limit and beyond!

It didn't take long before he was bathing in sweat and trying to concentrate on other things failed miserably. It engulfed him, ate him, devoured him, exhausted him and finally made him give up.

When Lucius returned after enjoying an extended, and dare he say delicious?, meal on his own (as Narcissa had once again locked herself in her own quarters), he found his lover just the way he had anticipated - fiercely trembling, dripping with sweat and completely exhausted and not really aware of his surroundings anymore. Beautiful! He felt himself grow hard instantly. Time for round two.

"The asparagus are exquisite this year - I highly recommend them," Lucius informed the potions master, pulling the vibrator out with one swift motion. The answer was a shuddering groan. Lucius chuckled and freed his own rock-hard cock, splashed some lube on it and pressed. Feeling the hard head, Severus became more aware again and immediately pushed backwards feverishly.

"Let me come, oh gods, please let me come…" he whispered hoarsely. Lucius remained silent but entered with one fast push and then started to fuck his lover hard. As hard as he could. He pounded in to the stretched arse and focused on his own pleasure and release only. The frantic begging from the potions master aroused him only more - not surprising that he didn't last very long. Lucius came with a hoarse scream and stood still for a moment to get his breath back.

"You're always such a good fuck, Severus," he gasped, slowly pulling back out and ordering his clothes again. "Too bad you just can't stop whining… you're acting like such a spoiled brat."

With an ominous glare he made his way back to the rack filled with all kinds of whips and other torture instruments. Folding his arms across his chest, he looked from the rack to the potions master and back again as if undecisive what to use next.

"Please… no… "

"Mmm…" Ignoring the soft pleading, Lucius touched several items thoughtfully. "You're not bleedinymorymore. I shall have to do something about that… just love to see you bleed… you're so beautiful when you bleed…" he mumbled, more to himself than to the other man. "Ah yes…"

His slender fingers folded themselves around a long black, extremely thin whip. He took it out of the rack and caressed it lovingly, then turned towards his lover, stepping closer with a smirk.

Severus barely had time to see what Lucius was holding before the beating started all over. Again without build up or holding back - every lash was delivered with full force and no reservations whatsoever. He screamed until his voice simply gave up, fought until his body felt complete torn apart and ripped to pieces. Oh, the pain, Excruciating sharp cutting pain. He could hardly breath.

Severus fought to stay conscious, wanting to feel every single blow, despite his fear and pain.

When he couldn't scream anymore, his body also seemed to give up. His head started to spin, he started to feel very light-headed and… free? Out of his body?

"….. can….. safeword…." The words flooded through from very close. They sounded a bit worried even. Lucius probably stood in front of him. Opening his eyes to check would be of no use - the blood dripping in his eyes would prevent any sight. He caught the meaning of the words, though. And rejected them.

Another blow and sickening pain on his back now. Screaming or thinking was no longer an option. Surviving was. A blow on his stomach. And another one. Severus wanted to laugh but instead the last remains of his dinner from earlier that day came up and left his mouth. It didn't matter. He retched again but there was nothing left to relief him of.

Cutting pain on his left side and warmth dripping on his hip. More blood. Soft murmuring next to his left side. The chains disappeared and he fell forward into the strong arms of his lover, who carefully brought him to the floor, embracing him there.

"Thank you…" he managed to croak from between split bloody lips, eyes still closed.

"It was my honour."

Then blackness. Silence. Nothing. He didn't even notice the removal of the cockring anymore.

Lucius stared at his lover for a long time, caressing the man's face for quite some time with soft long strokes. Then he abruptly stood up, levitated him and brought him to the bathroom next door where he tenderly washed him in warm healing water before Apparating the both of them to his own room and bed. Quickly removing his own clothes, Lucius crawled in beside his lover, holding him again while his eyes turned to the ceiling thoughtfully, wondering if he really could and wanted to share his life with someone who detested their Master, their course, his reason of existence. A thought that had crept up in his mind disturbingly frequent lately.

One look to his right gave him the answer.


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Daphne - WOW! To say I was thrilled by your review would be an understatement!
That was SO very kind of you! Thanks!
But best story ever? Mmm, I wouldn't dare to go that far. Have you (for example) ever
read 'Algolagnia' by ChaosRose? That's really one of my favorite SS/LM stories (one of… there are more) and I can onope ope to one day achieve such standard… sigh… read that one!
And Remus acting the way he does. Yes, well, he is rather dependent on Severus now. The mere
thought of one day having no more transformations to go through makes him accept things he
normally wouldn't even consider. I must admit that even I was surprised, though. And it's not
even over yet. (Damn, shouldn't have said that…)

And is Rahela happy with the smut?