The Taste of Revenge

Pairing: Overall - L. Malfoy/S. Snape; in this chapter - L. Malfoy/S. Black
Warnings: Overall - Rough sex, later chapters will contain coersion, and some kink; This chapter - rough, selfish sex
Summary: Hurt feelings can lead to bitterness, in some people that in turn leads to revenge. And a scorned lover is sure to harbour some vengeful thoughts.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling, no copyright infringement is intended. I play with them in my head and for fun; not earning money from sharing it with fanfic readers.


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Chapter Three


It was just four days after their last meeting, and Sirius had received a note from Lucius, requesting his presence again. Sirius was elated by the fact that Lucius wanted to see him so soon. This was like old times, like it had been a few months ago – before Snape caught Lucius\' eye.

Sirius walked down to Hogsmeade that afternoon, after his classes were over. He wondered what Lucius wanted, but he had a suspicion it was something much like last time, and the thought caused a small tingle in the pit of his stomach.

Lucius had pushed him down on his knees almost immediately then, and Sirius had gladly sucked him off. He had felt the tension built up inside his lover, but Sirius wasn\'t one to complain. He liked it a little rough – not too painful though – enjoying the masculinity of the actions, as a contrast to the girls at school. They were all too soft and careful to really be able to turn him on.

That blowjob hadn\'t been the only thing happening that day, and Sirius had felt as if it was a victory. Apparently, judging from Lucius\' need, he hadn\'t taken Snape into his bed after all, and Sirius would make sure that the boy stayed out of it. Well, Lucius had called for him again, so Sirius was pretty certain who it was that the older boy preferred.

Using one of the public floos available in the village, he flooed to Malfoy Manor and arrived in Lucius\' private chamber. It was rather convenient, and yet another reflection of the power and wealth of the Malfoys. The Black residence had only one connection to the floo network, and here Lucius had one on his own.

Sirius dusted himself off and smiled as he saw the figure that was sitting in the armchair, reading. He\'d often found Lucius like this, elegantly poised, relaxing in that chair, and reading something that amused him. To Sirius it looked incredibly arousing, perhaps because so many of their meetings had started like this, and then quickly moved on to something very different, something less intellectual.

It had begun a little over a year ago. They had paid more attention to each other at one of the High Society parties they\'d both found themselves having to attend. After they\'d been shown off as dutiful and successful sons, they had been left to entertain themselves as best they could. They had spoken a little, not the first time that happened, and then went off to look for someplace they could be undisturbed. Sirius didn\'t know exactly why Lucius, then a seventh year student, had been interested in a fourteen year old boy, but had found himself thoroughly seduced at the end of the evening. Seduced, kissed, and frantically gasping into the older boy\'s mouth as Lucius\' hand brought him to completion. It had been Sirius\' first sexual experience with another person that went beyond kisses.

\"Ah, Sirius.\" Lucius looked up from his book and smiled slightly. \"Good of you to come at such short notice.\" He put the book down after placing a bookmark in it, and rose to his feet.

\"You knew I\'d come, dear cousin in law,\" Sirius said with a grin. \"Besides, you\'ve just saved me from another boring afternoon and evening filled with homework.\" He crossed the room and wrapped his arms around Lucius\' waist.

Lucius raised an eyebrow in amusement. \"Narcissa and I won\'t get married for a few years yet, as you are well aware, Sirius. It\'s merely an arrangement between our families.\" He allowed the show of affection, and even pulled Sirius a little closer.

\"It\'s a good arrangement, Lucius. It will be the most natural thing in the world, us spending time together. No one will bat an eyelid, I\'m sure.\" Sirius rubbed slightly against Lucius, letting him feel that he was already getting hard in anticipation of what would come.

\"Is that so?\" Lucius sounded amused. \"And exactly why would we continue this after I\'m married?\" He put a hand on Sirius\' arse and flexed his fingers slightly into the firm flesh, the action bringing a moan from the younger boy.

Sirius kissed and licked Lucius\' neck up to the jaw line and then down again. \"Because... I think we both... prefer male lovers to female ones.\" He moaned again as he was grinding his hard cock against Lucius\' thigh. He\'d enjoy this even more if they were naked already. \"It would be discrete, Lucius. No one would know about our relationship.\" It would be perfect, Sirius thought. There was no way their families would allow an open relationship, but this way, they would pretend it didn\'t exist. It was as close to an open relationship they could come, and Sirius couldn\'t think of anything better than always being together with Lucius.

Lucius didn\'t reply, instead he pulled Sirius\' head back with a hand in the dark hair. His eyes still held an amused look, and there was a hint of a smile on his lips. \"Don\'t talk so much, Sirius. Undress.\"

Sirius grinned self-assuredly at Lucius and quickly took his clothes off. This was one of his favourite moments, enjoying the anticipation. He knew that Lucius would use him, but not exactly how. He just hoped it didn\'t involve too much pain, but he\'d take that too if Lucius wanted him to, even though he didn\'t enjoy it.

He soon found himself leaning over the back of the armchair Lucius had vacated earlier, kneeling on the seat, with probing fingers deep inside his arse – teasing, stretching, preparing. They were soon replaced by Lucius\' cock, and Sirius whimpered. It hurt, it always did, always felt like too much, and his muscles clenched hard around the intruding member before he managed to relax enough to feel somewhat comfortable.

\"Is this what you came here for?\" Lucius began thrusting into Sirius, not giving the boy much time to adjust to the penetration. If this was what the boy thought Lucius wanted, then he wouldn\'t hesitate to take advantage of it.

\"Ow! Yes... yes Lucius.\" Sirius hated the pain, but it felt so good to feel Lucius inside him, being fucked by him... It proved to him that Lucius wanted him, and not anyone else. The soft fabric of the armchair rubbed over his nipples with every hard thrust into him, teasing him further, adding to the sensations.

Lucius sneered slightly at the reply. It was so obvious that the boy didn\'t enjoy this, and yet he never said no. It didn\'t seem to matter to Sirius if Lucius hurt him, as long as he was fucked. So Lucius did. He fucked the boy hard, painfully hard, pounding into him, making him yell out.

Panting, Sirius was getting lost in a contradiction of sensations, of reactions. It was good; part of him loved this, the pleasure that Lucius... inflicted upon him. Lucius took him for his own pleasure, Sirius knew that, and he wanted to be everything that Lucius needed. Everything. But a part of him hated it; he hated the burning pain that turned him on so much, hated the need inside him – the need to be the only one for the young man. He\'d even had moments when he wished that it wasn\'t Narcissa who would be part of the new bond between their families. He was jealous.

The velvet of the armchair had stopped being soft, and had turned abrasive. It sent spikes of discomfort and pain through Sirius, his nipples being oversensitive and rubbed raw and sore against the surface. He wanted this to be over, wanted some relief, needed to come.

\"Please...\" Sirius whispered. Sometimes it helped if he begged; Lucius seemed to like that. \"Lucius, please... Let me come.\" He clenched his jaw, then bit into his own arm in an attempt to muffle his whimpers and groans. When he had almost started thinking that Lucius wouldn\'t, there was that glorious wave of intense pleasure originating inside him. Lucius had changed the angle of his thrusts slightly, and Sirius was panting hard again as each pounding into him pushed him closer to his climax.

Lucius relished the tightness of Sirius\' body, the pain he inflicted on the boy making sure that he didn\'t relax completely. He let go of one slender hip and leaned forward a little to take Sirius\' cock into his hand. After a few slow strokes, Lucius increased both the pressure and the pace, timing the movements on the cock with the thrusts into the boy.

Sirius couldn\'t hold back now, not even if he had wanted to. Lucius\' hand had always been irresistible, ever since that first time. Moaning loudly, Sirius came hard, his body taking refuge in the release, soiling the chair. Lucius moaned too as Sirius tightened even more around his cock, and after pounding hard into him a few more times, he pulled out of the boy and came in hot spurts over Sirius\' arse and back.

Steadying himself with one hand on Sirius\' sweaty body, Lucius enjoyed the post-orgasm ripples of pleasure, and then took a few deep breaths. He released his grip and stepped back with a smirk on his lips. That had probably been more painful than pleasurable for the boy, he thought. He tucked his softening cock back into his trousers and zipped up, and buttoned his shirt as he crossed the room to pour himself a glass of water. Leaning against the window, glass in hand, Lucius watched Sirius.

Sirius slowly got his breath back, and when his brain had decided it was okay to be connected to his body again he slowly got out of the chair. He was still feeling a bit weak in the knees, and wasn\'t sure how he\'d be able to use any magic to clean up after him. He looked up at Lucius, and his breath almost hitched, \'Merlin! He\'s beautiful\', was his only thought as he smiled.

Walking back to Hogwarts, Sirius couldn\'t help but wince slightly. Lucius had been rough with him before, but this had been the worst so far. Sirius smiled wryly, every time seemed to be the worst. He still felt good though; Lucius had fucked him, and if Sirius let him do it as roughly as he wanted it, Lucius wouldn\'t need to look for another lover.

It was a price he was willing to pay. It was worth it, and Sirius knew, that even though it wasn\'t always pleasurable, he would be back for more whenever Lucius called for him.