Santa Malfoy

Title: Santa Malfoy
Author& Notes: never_tempt aka cameowitch
Email: meandmine@mindspring.com
Status/Part: Part 3/4
Rating: NC 17
Pairing: HP/LM, DM/SS
Date: Jan 2006
Key words: M/M, Language, Sexual Situations

Summary: Lucius plays Santa for Harry and gives him what he asks for.

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Beta: allexandraya2000. Thanks for all your help!


Santa Malfoy Chapter 3

The two couples finally succumbed to sleep. The only problem being that Draco and Severus forgot about the high heels on the leather boots clinging to Draco’s legs. After several hours of deep and sated sleep, Draco began to get uncomfortable and restless. He jerked awake, reaching for his wand when Severus started swearing in English, French and German. He soon figured out what happened after translating the phrases spewing from the Potion Master.

Draco finally reached out and grabbed his husband, pulling him down on the bed. Moving with seeker’s reflexes, he straddled Severus’ shins and bent his knees so each foot was almost on point on either side of his dark Slytherin. Now that he had Severus’ attention, he took one of the larger hands in his own and brought both to the laces going up the front of his boots. Severus got the idea and began unlacing them while caressing Draco’s legs.

Unknown to both of them, they had woken the other two in the Manor. Harry and Lucius grabbed robes and wands while heading out to take care of the problem they could hear erupting. They followed the swearing down the hall to Draco and Severus’ rooms. Carefully, easing the door open, they stood in rapt fascination at the braced legs, stroking hands, bare bodies and watched as Draco’s boots were enticingly stripped off.

Seeing this flared their own lust again and they eased out of the room, quietly shutting the door behind them. Moving as fast as they could down the long hall to their own room, stopping to kiss here and there, suggestions were whispered to each other. Arriving at their room, Harry pushed Lucius on to the bed and blindfolded him. With a silent wave of his wand, the young Gryffindor had his legs and feet encased in six inch stiletto heeled green dragonhide boots. Matching this, Harry added elbow length gloves and for the pure adrenalin rush, he added nipple rings. He looked down and decided one more thing was needed. With another silent wave, his swollen member was covered in a green leather codpiece bearing the Malfoy crest and tied around his waist.

“Lucius, we are going to play a game I’ve adapted just for you. You get to remove anything I’m wearing that you can identify while blindfolded. You can smell it, taste it and outline it with your tongue and lips. The only way to remove it is with your teeth and mouth. If and only if you manage to figure them out, I will do absolutely anything you want me to except murder. “Le petit morte” doesn’t count.”

Lucius sat on the bed and waited for his inventive husband to join him. He was fast coming to realize his husband had a fixation for bedroom games. He thought he would surprise his Harry. In fact, he’d go tomorrow into Muggle London and find that daring little store he’d found before. He knew what type of stock they carried. His brain reasoned on further and he’d decided to find something for his old friend, now son-in-law (his mind flinched at that thought), and his son to enjoy. He was brought abruptly back to the room as he felt the bed dip as Harry joined him.

“Are you ready, Lucius? You get to choose where you start. I’m going to lie in the middle of the bed so you can start where you want. Remember, nose, lips and tongue to figure it out, teeth and mouth to remove it.”

The bed shifted as Harry positioned himself. Lucius got to his knees and edged over to Harry. He had no idea how to start but he could ‘feel’ Harry’s body. Leaning over and supporting himself with a hand on either side, he found Harry’s mouth and let his tongue run over those succulent lips. He began moving along the brunet’s jaw to his ear. He could smell the fine dragon hide leather and wondered where it was. He kept searching with his sense of smell and lips. He found Harry’s shoulder and eased along it, following the scent.

His tongue left a semi-wet trail over the shoulder until he got to the edge. The smell was stronger as his lips led the way. He realized Harry’s arm was stretched up and over his head. Lucius mind ‘saw’ his husband holding onto the headboard. His lips and tongue finally tasted the upper edge of the dragon hide. His tongue stroked along the covering. He realized what it was and turned his head just to smirk at his husband. “Darling, dragon hide gauntlets? Mmmm”.

Lucius’ lips finally found the bare tips of his husband’s fingers. His tongue whipped across the tips as his mind worked out how to remove it. Harry watched as the blond gave an evil smirk and felt the warm mouth open around his fingers, sucking them in and tasting them with his tongue. The younger man moaned and Lucius sucked harder. He carefully found the end of one mostly covered finger and sucked it in, running the tongue across the pads of Harry’s fingertips. His teeth scraped them as he let his bottom teeth find the underside of the tip of the covering. He brought his upper teeth down to clench the material between his teeth and began tugging it as far off the fingers as possible.

The blond moved to the next finger and angled his head so he could work that down as far as possible on the hand. Harry moaned again, he could only imagine what Lucius was feeling as his own senses were beginning to run away with him. The blond kept working the leather until the tips of Harry’s fingers were covered. He let his lips and tongue move backup the arm.

Finding the end of the gauntlet, Lucius let his tongue and lips caress the inside of Harry’s elbow. He felt and heard the sudden intake of breath and smiled. The blond let his mouth cover as much of the top as possible and nudged it down as far as possible. He moved back to the hand and grabbed three fingers in his mouth, let his tongue glide over what bare flesh he found and pulled the dragon hide with his teeth. The gauntlet came off. Lucius kept it in his mouth, knelt up and moved so it would drag across what he thought was Harry’s chest. The brunet had seen and felt Lucius removing the covering, now he quivered as his husband pulled it along his stomach.

Lucius finally moved back to a sitting position. He snapped his neck to the side and flung the article off the bed. He leaned over the reclining former Gryffindor, searching for the other arm’s covering. He wasn’t disappointed and gave this hand and arm the same treatment. When that one was removed, he leaned back over Harry and initiated a kiss. The brunet tried to lay still but found his body responding to his husband. Lucius broke the kiss and let his lips move over the chin, down the neck and started mapping the chest. To his surprise he found Harry had used nipple rings. “Oh Harry, beloved, nipple rings? I’ll leave them in place for now.”

The older man felt a twitch in his groin as his teeth and tongue circled the nipple. His tongue swiped over one. Tugging gently he broke off the contact and moved on down the chest. He moved over the pelvis area, avoiding touching Harry’s member and continued down, leaving little nip marks as he went.

At Harry’s knee he encountered the taste and feel of what he thought was silk. Letting his mouth follow it and sniffing as he went, he found Harry’s leg bent. He followed the contours down, moving back and forth until he found the tops and the laces on the boots. His eyebrow arched when he realized how high those heels were. Moving back up he found his lips encountering the laces and began undoing them, pulling with his teeth, lifting them off Harry’s leg with his tongue. When he felt the silk fall from around Harry’s leg from the first one, he moved to accomplish the same with the next boot. Feeling it fall, he headed down to his lover’s feet. Once there, he calmly ‘looked’ up to Harry as he let his tongue run over the heel of the boot. He trusted Harry’s fastidiousness to have them clean. Grabbing the newly licked heel in his teeth, he pulled and felt it start easing off the brunet’s foot. Harry groaned as Lucius’ nose pressed against his arch on its way to reach the toe of the boot. He nipped it lightly, pulled it off and slung it from the bed. He repeated the move with the other boot.

With the boots removed, the former Slytherin had a ‘clear shot’ up the legs to Harry’s nether region. Using those parts he was allowed, he worked his way up the muscle clenching legs nearing his goal while trying to rein control over himself.

The blond finally reached the apex of Harry’s center and smelled more dragon hide leather and his husband’s unique scent. His nose brushed the piece of material as he investigated, determining what it was. He felt a different texture from the gloves and boots as he shifted. His wet tongue peeped out between pink lips and traveled to the side along the cloth. He went as far as he could before brushing into the mattress. He reversed his actions and found the same material but with a large tie on it. Another challenge, he thought to himself. It was a piece of clothing that had not been used in ages. Leave it to Harry to find it and bring it out to play. “A codpiece, Harry? I shall enjoy this.”

Lucius wasted no time in undoing the tie with his teeth and licked his way back over to the center. Using his teeth in a nibbling fashion, he pulled the leather away from Harry’s swollen and weeping cock, making sure to exhale a hot breath over him as he did so.

The former Slytherin stopped tugging on the leather and returned to the ‘string’ holding it in place. Grasping it in his lips, he began a gentle tugging and worked it away from his husband, bringing it away from Harry’s body. He leaned back in and kissed and nipped his way around the cloth encircling the groin and waist on the other side. As he felt it catch in place, the brunet lifted his hips. Lucius pulled again and the material broke free. He held it in his mouth before spitting it out over the side of the bed. Harry watched it and couldn’t help himself anymore. He sat up, wrapped his arms around Lucius’ neck, scooting to bring them closer together as he began kissing his husband.

Four hands were busy, relearning sensitive spots, mapping, and teasing. Breaking the kiss, Harry stared into the face of his husband. Gently he removed the blindfold to watch as Lucius blinked, trying to get his eyes adjusted to the light. Harry loved the look in his husband’s eyes – the burning heat, the tight control reflected there, the love shining through.

“Well, my husband, you did that in record time. What will be your reward?”

The blond kissed the brunet gently. As Harry began moaning, the warm tongue licked at the seam of his swollen lips, begging for entrance. Harry opened up to his husband and welcomed him in. Lucius hand moved over Harry’s shoulders, traveled down until he encountered the nipple rings again. Ending the kiss, he gathered the brunet closer, lining his head up to whisper in his ear.

“I want you wrapped around me, with my cock sheathed so deep into your heat we feel like one. I want to feel you tremble, have your muscles clenched around me and hear those soft panting sounds escaping your swollen lips. I want to plant my raging seed into you so high it surprises us both. I want to give you the baby you want. I want to suck on these nipple rings, tugging them until pain becomes pleasure.” The blond stopped and put his words into practice with the rings. Harry yelled in pleasure.

Lucius brought his head back up. “I want you to have these rings, after tonight, converted to earrings – one for each of us. I will have them spelled with every protection known to the wizarding world. The last part of my reward will be for us to be a family, always. We will be what we have both longed for. We will live together, fight together, fight each other, but we will always love each other and our children. I will want more children with you. I claim you, Harry, as my reward.”

Lucius stopped whispering. He moved in front of Harry to look into the glazed emerald eyes. Harry slid his hands into Lucius’ silky hair and pulled him back for a kiss as he started lying back on the bed, taking the blond with him. When Lucius was fully covering Harry, the brunet stopped the kiss.

“Lucius, it’s all yours. It always has been. I asked you earlier for a baby. I’m sure it happened but we can keep trying until we are sure and even after that. I want you hot and deep within me. I want everything you said. Make it happen. Now.”

The blond captured the swollen lips with his and proceeded to follow through with both of their ‘demands’. Loving kept them going until neither could move any more. With effort, Lucius rolled to the side and pulled Harry against him. He wrapped himself around the younger man, kissing a shoulder in silent benediction. A smile graced Lucius’ face as a satisfied and secure sigh escaped Harry as they both fell asleep.

Down in the kitchens the house-elves smiled to each other. This was the best Christmas night the manor had had in several generations. It was a reason for them to celebrate. Twelve days and there would be another celebration when the Masters discovered the new life they had created. The house-elves would just have to watch even more carefully until then.

The Twelve days after Christmas were celebrated in other parts of the world. The four in the manor celebrated in their own ways. The part that started worrying Lucius was Harry awakening in the morning and bolting for the bathroom only to be ill. On the twelfth day after Christmas Lucius would not give in to Harry’s request to wait. The blond called his healer. The old medi-wizard portkeyed into Malfoy Manor. Harry looked at the wizard from Lucius’ lap. The blond refused to leave him for a minute. Harry enjoyed the attention from his husband, but felt Lucius was starting to coddle him.

“Congratulations, Lords Malfoy. I am glad this is the first time my services have been needed. I am guessing by Lucius’ actions that Lord Harry is the one ill. Lord Harry, you will find it easier on all of us if you let your husband coddle you until we know what might be wrong.” He stopped when he heard the growl from the blond.

“Jonathan, only you and Severus would have the nerve to say that in front of me. Harry, this is Jonathan Hardwick and the insufferable but extremely knowledgeable healer that has been attending the Malfoys since before I was born. If there is something, Jonathan will find it and fix it. He kept me alive through my turns as the Dark Lord’s play toy and whipping post. I wouldn’t trust anyone else to look after you.” Lucius kissed Harry’s forehead and looked at the healer.

Jonathan just grinned. “Okay, Lucius, lead the way to the Master bedroom.”
Lucius stood, still holding Harry, and headed up the stairs with Jonathan following. Harry leaned down and opened the door so all could enter. The blond carefully laid the brunet in the middle of the bed and sat on the opposite edge of the bed. Jonathan looked at Harry and rolled his eyes at Lucius actions. Harry snickered but reached out for Lucius’ hand. Jonathan grinned at both.

“Lord Harry...”

“Medi-wizard Jonathan” Harry interrupted, “I am just Harry.”

“Thank you, Harry. Now, I want you to relax while I run some diagnostics over you. You will feel a little tingle but it’s normal. These are a little ‘deeper’ than those at the school”.

Harry watched the man and chuckled. The diagnostic moves of the wand reminded him of Professor Flitwick. Jonathan looked at him. “It should remind you of him. He was my professor, too.”

Harry’s eyes widened at the thought. Did the medi-wizard read his mind and then the next thought was how old was the experienced Professor.

“No, Harry, I did not enter your mind. It is a very frequent question and reaction. Now relax.”

The brunet felt a tingle start in his mouth and travel down. His reaction was to clutch tighter to Lucius’ hand. Lucius in turn frowned at Jonathan as his patience was beginning to wear thin. “Well?” the blond demanded.

His answer was a shake of the wizened head followed by a sibilant “Sshhh”. The medi-wizard kept looking at the results and back to the men. Jonathan dispersed the findings and pulled a parchment from a robe pocket and tapped it with his wand. He put a hand down on the bed and eased down to sit on the bed. He laid a hand on Harry’s knee and smiled at both of them.

“My Lords, it looks like congratulations are in order again. Harry, you appear to be just shy of a fortnight pregnant. I knew it was possible, but I never thought it would happen again in my lifetime. Don’t worry, Harry, everything is fine and we will take good care of you. We just have to worry about you being smothered.” The elderly wizard tossed his head sideways towards Lucius. Harry picked up on the move, looked at his husband who stood up and sat next to his younger husband.

“Before you ask, it’s too soon to tell exactly how many or the sex. I’ll send over some potions to help the nausea and some reading for both of you. Firecall me if something bothers you, if not I’ll see you in a month.” The elderly healer portkeyed out as Lucius moved closer and stretched out next to Harry while placing a sweet, gentle kiss on the brunet’s lips and a protective hand over his stomach.