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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
21,187
Reviews:
25
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
3
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Chapter VI
VI"¦
And after I\'d wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear
---Sarah McLachlan
Harry couldn't help himself. There, in Lucius and Draco Malfoy's embrace, he felt the stress and the pain of almost his whole life, and then some, come crashing down upon his frail form. He felt himself shatter in their arms, almost at the same time, he could feel them painstakingly pull him back together. The smell of the sea, of the soft spice of the two men cocooning him lulled him as he cried.
The two of them soothed him, murmuring soft nonsense into his ears and hair. There's a hand gently stroking his hip, another threaded through his hair at the base of his skull. One was rubbing his back and he could feel an arm around his side, pulling the three of them even closer.
It had been such an amazingly long time since he had last felt even half as much at peace than he did right now, even with the heavy tears streaming down his cheeks. He clung to Lucius as if he were a lifeline, trying to burrow deeper in the embrace.
An hour ago, he had been fine and now, suddenly it was like his whole world had changed just by being around the two of them. All the thoughts that he had lost the only living family he had came crashing down on him. Oh yes, he didn't like them, but they were all the family he had.
It didn't help with all the raw feelings that surrounded Draco and Lucius.
His tears finally slowed and he felt ever so slightly ridiculous with his arms wrapped around Lucius waist. The older man kissed the top of his head before he pulled back, grey eyes smiling down into his green. Draco's head rested in the crook of his neck, nuzzling gently, his breath ghosting along his the lobe of his ear.
"Some wizards," Lucius whispered, slipping his hand from Harry's hair to wipe the tears from his cheeks, "reflect the emotions of those around them. It seems you might be an Empatha, Harry. It will be interesting living with you." There was still some of the pain residing there in Lucius' eyes, but the warmth replaced most of it as he looked down at him.
That and the lust. It seemed to over run his senses, his whole body, making him flush from head to toe. Draco's lips began to caress at the cord in his throat. He could feel Harry's pulse begin to race as he nipped lightly at the flesh, feeling the other teen shudder beneath him.
Lucius's smile grew, smirking as Harry's eyes widened below him. "Some emotions are a little overwhelmit fit first. But you'll get use to them, you'll learn to feed off them and give back as good," he leaned closer as Harry's lips parted, his own brushing lightly against them, "as you get."
Harry surged up, taking Lucius' lips into his own, cutting off the maddening chuckle. All thoughts of sadness and tears were forgotten as he kissed Lucius, and as the older Malfoy took his time enjoying the heated kiss. His arms tightened around Harry, pulling him ever closer to the well-shaped body before him.
Lucius was right though. As the passion of all three of them cascaded into him, he was overrun by the wonder of it all. It explained why just kissing Oliver had been enough to send him over the edge almost every time. He went limp in their arms as Draco was now suckling against his neck, pulling the blood to the surface, marking him. Lucius led the kiss he had initiated, lapping at the soft flesh of his lips before descending past them, invading the moist cavern of the younger man.
Harry felt his body begin to buzz with the feel of the two surrounding him. Their lust and his clashed inside him, filling him, taking him over. He was going to drown in the sensation of it all as his tongue fought to meet Lucius. And he wanted nothing more than to drown, his fingers clenching into the velvet beneath them.
Lucius pulled back suddenly, the two of them gasping for breath. Harry hadn't even realised that he had needed to breathe. Thankfully, one of them was paying attention. Draco's tongue was swiping gently against the base of his neck and a breathless groan bubbled to the surface. The blonde was watching his father with hooded grey eyes before the hand that had cupped Harry's cheek moved out for his son.
He gave up the neck reluctantly but opened his lips for him as the lips came down onto his. Harry watched wide eyed, as the almost mirror image of the two of them kissed, mouths open as tongues danced. They had done this a thousand times, obviously, as they kissed like old lovers, lips moving in perfect sync. Harry groaned softly, by Merlin he wanted them. Both of them. Right bloody now, thank you very much.
The groan brought the two sets of grey eyes to him, and father and son smiled identical cheeky smiles.
"Come on," Draco murmured, "we should take this inside. We can give you a quick tour."
Harry knew he was pouting but he didn't care. He wanted naked. Now.
Lucius chuckled, "Impatient, isn't he?" He pressed his lips once more too the black haired teen, making him whimper when they parted. "We'll show you everything, the bedroom first."
The smile that blossomed on Harry's lips made them both laugh. They almost didn't notice the slippery smaller boy had ducked out of their hold and was racing them to the door until it was too late to catch him. Shrugging, the two Malfoy's took off after their imp counterpart, letting the speed start their blood pumping. Today was going to be an interesting day, that much was for certain.
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And after I\'d wipe away the tears,
Just close your eyes dear
---Sarah McLachlan
Harry couldn't help himself. There, in Lucius and Draco Malfoy's embrace, he felt the stress and the pain of almost his whole life, and then some, come crashing down upon his frail form. He felt himself shatter in their arms, almost at the same time, he could feel them painstakingly pull him back together. The smell of the sea, of the soft spice of the two men cocooning him lulled him as he cried.
The two of them soothed him, murmuring soft nonsense into his ears and hair. There's a hand gently stroking his hip, another threaded through his hair at the base of his skull. One was rubbing his back and he could feel an arm around his side, pulling the three of them even closer.
It had been such an amazingly long time since he had last felt even half as much at peace than he did right now, even with the heavy tears streaming down his cheeks. He clung to Lucius as if he were a lifeline, trying to burrow deeper in the embrace.
An hour ago, he had been fine and now, suddenly it was like his whole world had changed just by being around the two of them. All the thoughts that he had lost the only living family he had came crashing down on him. Oh yes, he didn't like them, but they were all the family he had.
It didn't help with all the raw feelings that surrounded Draco and Lucius.
His tears finally slowed and he felt ever so slightly ridiculous with his arms wrapped around Lucius waist. The older man kissed the top of his head before he pulled back, grey eyes smiling down into his green. Draco's head rested in the crook of his neck, nuzzling gently, his breath ghosting along his the lobe of his ear.
"Some wizards," Lucius whispered, slipping his hand from Harry's hair to wipe the tears from his cheeks, "reflect the emotions of those around them. It seems you might be an Empatha, Harry. It will be interesting living with you." There was still some of the pain residing there in Lucius' eyes, but the warmth replaced most of it as he looked down at him.
That and the lust. It seemed to over run his senses, his whole body, making him flush from head to toe. Draco's lips began to caress at the cord in his throat. He could feel Harry's pulse begin to race as he nipped lightly at the flesh, feeling the other teen shudder beneath him.
Lucius's smile grew, smirking as Harry's eyes widened below him. "Some emotions are a little overwhelmit fit first. But you'll get use to them, you'll learn to feed off them and give back as good," he leaned closer as Harry's lips parted, his own brushing lightly against them, "as you get."
Harry surged up, taking Lucius' lips into his own, cutting off the maddening chuckle. All thoughts of sadness and tears were forgotten as he kissed Lucius, and as the older Malfoy took his time enjoying the heated kiss. His arms tightened around Harry, pulling him ever closer to the well-shaped body before him.
Lucius was right though. As the passion of all three of them cascaded into him, he was overrun by the wonder of it all. It explained why just kissing Oliver had been enough to send him over the edge almost every time. He went limp in their arms as Draco was now suckling against his neck, pulling the blood to the surface, marking him. Lucius led the kiss he had initiated, lapping at the soft flesh of his lips before descending past them, invading the moist cavern of the younger man.
Harry felt his body begin to buzz with the feel of the two surrounding him. Their lust and his clashed inside him, filling him, taking him over. He was going to drown in the sensation of it all as his tongue fought to meet Lucius. And he wanted nothing more than to drown, his fingers clenching into the velvet beneath them.
Lucius pulled back suddenly, the two of them gasping for breath. Harry hadn't even realised that he had needed to breathe. Thankfully, one of them was paying attention. Draco's tongue was swiping gently against the base of his neck and a breathless groan bubbled to the surface. The blonde was watching his father with hooded grey eyes before the hand that had cupped Harry's cheek moved out for his son.
He gave up the neck reluctantly but opened his lips for him as the lips came down onto his. Harry watched wide eyed, as the almost mirror image of the two of them kissed, mouths open as tongues danced. They had done this a thousand times, obviously, as they kissed like old lovers, lips moving in perfect sync. Harry groaned softly, by Merlin he wanted them. Both of them. Right bloody now, thank you very much.
The groan brought the two sets of grey eyes to him, and father and son smiled identical cheeky smiles.
"Come on," Draco murmured, "we should take this inside. We can give you a quick tour."
Harry knew he was pouting but he didn't care. He wanted naked. Now.
Lucius chuckled, "Impatient, isn't he?" He pressed his lips once more too the black haired teen, making him whimper when they parted. "We'll show you everything, the bedroom first."
The smile that blossomed on Harry's lips made them both laugh. They almost didn't notice the slippery smaller boy had ducked out of their hold and was racing them to the door until it was too late to catch him. Shrugging, the two Malfoy's took off after their imp counterpart, letting the speed start their blood pumping. Today was going to be an interesting day, that much was for certain.
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