~ Corridors & Bound ~

~~Bound~~

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/Male

Warning: Dark PWP, Bondage, Non-Con

Note: 2 Drabbles/Ficlets a 600+ words

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

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Slowly, he opened his eyes and tried to gather his senses. Goosebumps rose on his skin
as he took in his surroundings. He was bent over a hard surface and his hands were
cuffed right beside his head. Obviously, the same seemed applied to his legs since he
wasn’t able to move them at all. With great effort he managed to raise his head and was
confronted with his own bound and gagged reflection in a full-length mirror.

Suddenly he heard the creaking of a door and someone entered the room. A moment
later, Lucius Malfoy appeared in the mirror behind him.
”About time you awoke”, his cold voiced drawled. Malfoy glanced down at his
vulnerable position with a leering sneer.
“Now it’s time for you to learn your new position in this war.”

With a wave of his captor’s wand, his clothes vanished and he felt the cold, rough
surface of the table against his skin. He struggled against the bonds which seemed to
amuse the blonde-haired man even more.

“Yes, my little pet... squirm and struggle all you want...”, Malfoy whispered into his ear,
“It will add all the more to my pleasure. I know how much you hate all of this and that
makes it even sweeter for me.” Those words were accented by the hand stroking lightly
over his ass.

He felt him move away and heard the clinking of glass against glass. When Malfoy
returned, he was holding up a jar for him to see in the mirror.
Malfoy opened the jar, dipped his fingers into the clear liquid and lowered his hand to his
ass again. He felt a lubricated finger stroking slowly over his anus and then prodding his
entrance. Immediately, he clamped down, trying to evade the finger.

“Tsk tsk tsk, I knew you would react like this. That’s why the lubricant contains a
muscle relaxant. In time you won’t be able to control those muscles, all I have to do is sit
and wait, my dear boy.”

The Death Eater applied more lubricant, rubbing it onto the tight ring of his sphincter.
Gradually, as Malfoy had predicted, he grew unable to contract his muscles to keep
evading the probing finger. And as one finger finally slipped into his tightness, he heard
his captor chuckle, “So tight, I hardly can’t wait to feel you around my cock.”
Another finger joined the first one and slipped in and out of and then suddenly, the
fingers were withdrawn.

He heard the rustling of clothes and the next thing he felt was the tip of Malfoy’s cock
against his opening. “Let’s find out if your ass is as delicious as your mouth was.”
And with those words he plunged into him.

He cried out in pain but the scream was muffled by the gagball in his mouth. Lucius
thrust into him and each stroke seemed harder, deeper and faster. To his own shock, he
felt himself hardening as Malfoy’s cock hit his prostate with each stroke, but he could do
nothing against it. The more he struggled, the more he impaled himself onto the other’s
cock.

Then the thrusts became erratic and finally, with a groan, Malfoy pulled his cock out of
the younger one’s ass and spurted hot streaks of semen on his bottocks. Malfoy used his
prick to smear the come over his ass cheeks and the abused opening.

“That was very nice. With time and practice you’ll be a perfect little pet for me,” Lucius
paused, “and come to think of it, I’m sure Severus would enjoy your tight ass too.”
With those words and the door slamming shut he was left alone in his own misery.

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