Black Pain

Lucius strode into his chambers, his cloak swirling around his ankles. He resolutely ignored the boy in the corner, squashing the knot forming in his chest. Flicking his gloved fingers, his cloak flew into a mahogany armoire. Sighing, he turned to the boy in huddled in the corner. Potter had his back to the room and was staring into the corner. The Malfoy rolled his eyes and charmed a green blanket to settle down over the youth’s naked shoulders. Potter started and flew up, flinging the blanket onto the ground, he stared at Lucius with red eyes.

“Well, do you want to freeze?”, he raised an eyebrow, “I don’t intent for my pet to die by pneumonia. Now, that would be just plain disappointing.”

He sat down in his armchair, food appearing on a table before him. He noticed the boy shooting covert glances at the food before quickly glancing away.

“Sit.” Lucius order, narrowing his eyes when Potter began to back away, “Boy, that wasn’t an order. Sit.”

A hard wooden chair flew forward and scooped up the startled boy, screeching to a halt in front of Lucius. A chain curled around one wrist and the green blanket settled down onto Potter’s lap. The boy stared at him as Lucius sneered and saluted him with a wine glass.

“Well, are you going to eat or not?” potter swallowed under Lucius’s hot gaze and tentatively picked up an apple.

“I didn’t poison it Potter.” He rolled his eyes at the boy’s antics. He suddenly regretted his choice of food when Potter’s lips took a bite out of the fruit. His pupils dilated as his eyes watched the pink tongue dart out to lick away the juice that was running down the side of the round fruit. Lucius instantly spelled away the fruit, knowing that the fragments of his famed control wouldn’t have lasted much longer. Potter looked at his now empty hand as if it had betrayed him.

“So what food do you favor Potter?” Lucius willed his raging erection away.
“Is this a trick question?” Potter eyed him warily

“No,” Lucius chuckled, “But since you won’t answer.” He spelled cheese and crackers onto the table, possible the most unseductive food ever. The boy shrugged and leaned forward to snatch the food before it disappeared as well.

“So,” Potter mumbled through a full mouth, crumbs spilling from his mouth, “why are you doing this to me again?”

Lucius’s eyes narrowed and Potter munched on, seemingly oblivious to the tension he had just created. The leather clad fingers twitched and the food disappeared again.
“No!” Potter leapt to his feet, only to come crashing back down into the chair by his chained wrist, “You give that back! I haven’t eaten in days!”

Lucius regarded him coolly, watching in interest as Potter yanked on the chain that held his wrist to the chair. Suddenly, Lucius’s quick reflexes prevented a flying crystal goblet from marring his perfect face.

“God,” Potter was panting from his effort to smash crystal cups into his owner’s face, “You’re stiffer than Draco.”

The man stiffened and Potter found his face turning purple as he struggled against the hand squeezing his throat.

“Don’t you ever dare to utter the name of my deceased son again. You are not worthy.” Lucius snarled into the boy’s startled face. He struck Potter, feeling the soft skin yield underneath his hard hand as the boy’s face snapped back. He breathed in and out harshly before abruptly turning on his heel and striding furiously out of the room leaving the boy sprawled on the floor, his hand still chained to the wooden chair.

“Deceased?” the question lingered in the air as the boy looked after the man in confusion.

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