~ Corridors & Bound ~

~~Corridors~~

by ~Dracaena~

Disclaimer: Bla bla bla .. everything belongs to Joanne K. Rowling.
I’m just borrowing Lucius Malfoy to let him have a litte fun. *wicked grin*

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Lucius Malfoy/Unknown Male

Warning: Dark PWP, Forced Oral

Note: 2 Drabbles/Ficlets a 600+ words

Thanks to Azurite for beta-reading .. without her I would be quite lost.

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Corridors, nothing was to be seen but dimly lit corridors, each lead into another one.
There had to be a chance of losing him throughout all those hallways.was was running
and never once looking back, afraid of what he might see if he did.

He turned into another gloomy passage and came to a sudden halt because he had spotted
a flash of something silver at the far end. He took a step back and fear started to well up
inside him. As he whirled around, trying to flee into a different direction, his heart fell.
Mere meters behind him a solid wall had suddenly materialized out of thin air.

“Did you really think you could escape me?” mocked a voice behind him. He knew that
voice and this time he realized he was really trapped. He had no wand to defend himself,
all he could hope now was that his hunter wouldn’t find the people he was trying to hide.

“There is no one to help you and nowhere to flee this time. So what would you do if I
told you that we’d captured those traitors already and that I might find it in my liking to
let them live for a little favor of yours?” drawled the cold voice behind him.

His captor spun him around so that he had to face him. Still he kept his face down and
void of any emotion. “I did mention that defying me won’t help your friends in this
situation, didn’t I?” the cold voice threatened.

Raising his head slowly, “And what do you expect as a favor from me, Mister Malfoy?”
the young man spat at him. Malfoy grabbed him by his hair and pushed him down onto
his knees. “Well, instead of using your mouth toead ead traitorous lies I have a better
occupation for it.” The Death Eater parted his robes, opened his trousers and freed his
cock.

He tried to struggle against the hold but only got pushed towards the other one’s groin
with more force till he felt the tip of his tormentor against his lips. “Disobey me and your
friends will suffer.” Reluctantly, he opened his mouth and the older man shoved his cock
between his parted lips.

Malfoy kept a firm hold on his head and pushed his hips forward. The younger one
closed his eyes and tried not to gag as the cock hit the back of his throat. “Open your
eyes and look at me, slut. And now suck if you want to keep your precious friends alive.”
Never in his life had he felt more humiliated as he opened his eyes again and met the
masked gaze. He knew what he must look like, on his knees with Malfoy’s cock in his
mouth and what triumph the Death Eater must be feeling.

He sucked on the shaft tasting the salte-coe-come and hoped the rough thrusts would stop
now, but Malfoy kept on flexing his hips and forced his cock in and out of his mouth. His
jaw began to hurt and just when he started to think the torment would never end, he
heard Malfoy utter a strangled moan. He felt him push foward sharply one more time as
the hot semen spurted down his throat. He started to gag and cough while trying to
swallow and Malfoy pulled his cock from his mouth. “Now that’s a sight I truly hold
dear.” The masked man looked down at him, come glistening on the lips and dripping
down the chin.

“As promised I won’t kill your friends, instead I will be nice to them and let them have a
little kiss from our hooded allies.” His cry mixed with Malfoy’s dark laughter and
echoed off the walls.

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