Breaking of the Curse ...

Chapter Four
Appetizer

Snape returned to his repose, patiently awaiting the delights that Lucius'  ample imagination might provide. He sneered at the wax now pooling on Bill's  abdomen and in his hands. His limpid cock twitched ever so slightly at the sight.

Lucius returned to the dining room carrying a platter with fruits and cheeses. He strode proudly, head held erect, cock jutting forward, unashamed. Setting the tray at Bill's  head, he nodded to the Master whose hand now lay softly on his own thigh, near, but not touching, his own cock. Lucius smiled and selected a strawberry, holding it by the stem. He lowered it to just touch Bill's  lips, testing him. Bill did not rise to the bait. He kept perfectly still, waiting for the command.

"Open, pet," Lucius demanded. Bill complied.

Lucius lowered the strawberry into Bill's  waiting mouth, slowly, savoring his chance to control every aspect of the scene. Snape's  hand twitched closer to his crotch.

"Bite, boy," commanded the blond. Bill's  jaws snapped shut in instant obedience; his gleaming white teeth sliced through the soft flesh of the blood red fruit. He held the small part on his tongue, the tiny morsel rescued before Lucius jerked the fruit away. Steel blue eyes met bright blue as Lucius leaned closer to Bill's  face, smearing his cheek with juice. "Eat it."

Bill's  cocked jumped slightly in its restraints at the tone and command in Lucius'  voice. Snape's  hand now brushed against his own awakening erection, touching, but not moving. Lucius straightened and began painting the sticky juice down Bill's  chest, until his hand reached the candle. He stopped and moved to stand closer to Bill's  knees, his hand resting on Bill's  hip, the strawberry contrasting against the white, freckled skin. Snape peered at Lucius in curiosity, wondering where the man’s thoughts will take them. Lucius smiled only for Snape to see and slowly began tracing the edges of the traces crisscrossing Bill's  cock. Leisurely, Lucius lifted the strawberry and dropped his hand to Bill's  straining balls. Bill flinched, slightly, before relaxing into submission once more. Lucius grinned more widely as he glanced at the location of the pale white hand of the Master against the black wool of his trousers. Violently, Lucius smashed the remainder of the fruit against Bill's  painfully swollen balls, earning a double groan; one of appreciation, one of distress.

"You"ve made a mess, pet," Snape observed dryly.

"Yes, Master," replied Lucius with a cheeky grin.

"Clean it up," commanded Snape. Lucius'  eyes rolled closed for an instant, pleased that he had managed to goad his Master into participating, at least a little, so far.

Lucius reached for a linen napkin. Snape surged to his feet.

"No, pet. Use your tongue," Snape ordered as he loomed over both of the other men.

"Yes, Master."

Lucius immediately fell to his knees and instantly began to scour Bill's  shiny, purple balls with his gifted muscle. Bill clenched the two tapers steadily dripping hot wax onto his skin so tightly that his knuckles fairly glowed in the dark. His slight tremors caused the wax to spill over more rapidly.

When nothing remained of the strawberry, Lucius stood, licked his lips, and peered at his Master expectantly.

"Thank him, boy," Snape demanded from Bill with a sharp tug on his red braid laying over his shoulder.

"Thank you!" Bill replied enthusiastically.

"You’re welcome, pet," Lucius answered, rescuing another strawberry from the platter. Offering it to Snape, he questioned softly, "Master?"

Snape devoured the ripe, juicy fruit with a quick turn of his head and a snap of his jaws. "Thank you, pet."

Lucius moaned in answer, aching to lick his Master"s lips clean as well.




A/N: I know, I know! It's short, just an appetizer to whet one's appetite. The soup course should be ready soon.