Malfoycest Drabble Series
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Draco/Lucius
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
15,536
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Naked
Lucius opted to take dinner in his private quarters that evening, and Draco took offense to that. When he found out, he insisted on taking the meal to his father. Once the house-elf had gotten over the initial shock of the request, she carefully handed the tray to her young master.
Before going to Lucius’ room, he stopped in his own long enough to prepare for the seduction he had planned. Pausing to admire the result in his full-length mirror, Draco reflected that there was no way this could fail.
There was a knock on the door, and Lucius answered with an impatient sneer. He opened the door, expecting a little elf carrying a tray of food that was too large for her, and prepared to berate her for taking so long.
What he found instead was his son, naked, balancing a tray of food in one hand, slowly stroking his hard cock with the other. Draco smirked and pushed past his father. He placed the tray down on the nearest table and turned to face Lucius, hands now on his thin hips, lips twisted in a triumphant smirk.
Lucius hated the reaction his body was having to the sight. He wanted his son in inappropriate ways, and his resistance was wearing thin. If only Draco would stop looking at him like that, and put some robes on! Lucius wanted to look away, to rebuke Draco for being the insolent child he was.
But Draco wasn’t a child anymore. As Lucius took in the sight of his son, naked and erect and waiting for him, he realized that the boy had grown into an enticing young man; and he was offering himself. Wouldn’t it be foolish to give this opportunity up?
Before he could stop himself, Lucius moved toward his son, and had his body pressed against Draco’s. The younger Malfoy rubbed his erection on Lucius’ leg, bucking his hips and moaning at the sensation. Then Lucius was kissing Draco, and the kisses were harsh and greedy, with searching tongues and scraping teeth.
As the two men stumbled toward the bed, all that mattered to Lucius was the young man beneath him, the passionate kisses that were exchanged, the sounds that Draco was making.
Lucius needed more.
Before going to Lucius’ room, he stopped in his own long enough to prepare for the seduction he had planned. Pausing to admire the result in his full-length mirror, Draco reflected that there was no way this could fail.
There was a knock on the door, and Lucius answered with an impatient sneer. He opened the door, expecting a little elf carrying a tray of food that was too large for her, and prepared to berate her for taking so long.
What he found instead was his son, naked, balancing a tray of food in one hand, slowly stroking his hard cock with the other. Draco smirked and pushed past his father. He placed the tray down on the nearest table and turned to face Lucius, hands now on his thin hips, lips twisted in a triumphant smirk.
Lucius hated the reaction his body was having to the sight. He wanted his son in inappropriate ways, and his resistance was wearing thin. If only Draco would stop looking at him like that, and put some robes on! Lucius wanted to look away, to rebuke Draco for being the insolent child he was.
But Draco wasn’t a child anymore. As Lucius took in the sight of his son, naked and erect and waiting for him, he realized that the boy had grown into an enticing young man; and he was offering himself. Wouldn’t it be foolish to give this opportunity up?
Before he could stop himself, Lucius moved toward his son, and had his body pressed against Draco’s. The younger Malfoy rubbed his erection on Lucius’ leg, bucking his hips and moaning at the sensation. Then Lucius was kissing Draco, and the kisses were harsh and greedy, with searching tongues and scraping teeth.
As the two men stumbled toward the bed, all that mattered to Lucius was the young man beneath him, the passionate kisses that were exchanged, the sounds that Draco was making.
Lucius needed more.