Rockstar

I apologize in advanced. I know I said I would get two chapters in today, but time slipped away-I got a new game, Red Dead Redemption. Which is awesome by the way. Anyways, I have limited time tomorrow, as I am spending the day with my 1 year old nephew. So, I hope this chapter turns out well, I feel I don't have that much inspiration right now. I'll give it my best!

To answer some questions.
Draco- the reason he is a Black is simple. Narcissa, in the books, was a Black until she married Lucius Malfoy. Her sister is Belatrix and Tonks. I made it that Narcissa still had Draco, but didn't marry Lucius for this story to work properly. I haven't added many more characters from the books yet. Maybe I will, maybe I won't. We will have to see.

P.S. Thank you for reminding me to hydrate! I always forget to drink plenty of water. I hope I will pass this stone sooner than later-I'm rather bored of seeing Moose Jesus. (A side effect from my pain killers.)
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"......" Draco was pissed off. He had almost, key word almost, been raped. But it couldn't be considered rape, could it? Despite everything, he had ended up begging Lucius to touch him. The singer was cruel, very very cruel. And now, Draco was paying for it. That night he hadn't been able to cum until Lucius let him, which was torture. And after the third time, he was finally allowed, he passed out. He! Draco Black passed out from an orgasm! He was denying it didn't feel good, no, it had been the best orgasm he had ever had. It was a pride thing, and just thinking about it made him blush.

Currently, Draco was still naked, ans still tied to the bed. Lucius had said something about him being his precious toy or something-which made the blond boil with rage. No one could own him. No one. But Lucius didn't think that. The vampire had only let him use the loo and shower when he was around-and he wasn't allowed out of the bed chambers, not that he could anyways. The older wizard had used some very powerful wards to keep Draco locked in his rooms. The boy was practically a prisoner. However, even after all this, the vampire had taken care of him, despite his pompous attitude. Draco guessed it could be worse-at least Lucius was a well off and proper wizard, and the singer of his favorite band. So if he had to be a prisoner of anyone, it would be Lucius.

But right now, Draco was not happy. He was hungry, and cold. Lucius had left him with a tray of sweets, full of cakes and tarts along with tea. But Draco had thrown a fit and tossed it away. He regretted it right now, as his stomach growled. Lucius had given him a stern look, before backhanding the boy, telling him he should be grateful he had been given food-then left him with the doors slamming shut. That had been 4 hours ago. When was the vampire going to come back? His wrists were sore, red from rubbing against his restraints. The blond whimpered at the pain he was in, he just wished Lucius would come back and make it go away. Wait. Did he really just think that?! Did he just think about how he wanted Lucius, the one who caused his pain, to make it go away-like he always did? Draco blushed a bright red. When had he started thinking like that.

The doors to the room opened, revealing a very angry looking Lucius. Draco gulped, looking wide eyed at the upset vampire. He hoped the man wasn't upset with him! He feared what the man was capable of-he was a very strong wizard, and vampire to top that off. The only other wizard he knew that was stronger than Lucius was probably the Headmaster, Dumbledore. All Draco could think about was trying not to piss the man off more, for he was afraid what he might get.

"That insolent brat!" He growled, slamming the doors, cursing more as he removed his robes and folding them neatly on a chair. Even with being irritated, the man still held an air of sophistication. Lucius looked over his his bed, expecting to see his pet sneering at him-but instead, he saw pure fear in the boys eyes. Oh, how lovely it looked. But, then again, he knew that the boy was fearful of him- and he didn't want that. At least to much. "Draco...my sweet Dragon." He said softly, as if switching his temperament completely at seeing the restrained boy in his bed.

Lucius stalked over to the bed, sitting on the edge, looking longingly at the blond haired boy. Draco had pushed himself up against the head board. And when the vampire had sat on the bed, he backed away as far as he could from the man-though it wasn't that much distance between them to give. Lucius reached out to stroke the tender skin on the boys cheek, looking at the angry red mark that his palm had left. "Did you behave while I was gone?" He asked soothingly, moving to push the strands of hair that hid the boy's eyes. If not for his perfectly practiced mask of indifference, Lucius would have gasped at the look in those boys eyes. He had never seen anything like it. There was fear, and sadness, an ache; trying to be covered up but failing as tears had started to form around those vibrant grey eyes.

"Shhh. What's the matter Dragon?" Lucius hushed the boy, casting a silent and wandless cutting spell that would untie the boys arms. He pulled the shaking creature into his arms, holding him tight. It was probably the first time the conceited man every hugged someone, and to comfort them too. It was strange that he wanted to calm the boy. Normally he wouldn't care, and snap something nasty at the boy. Maybe it was that this was his new toy, and he didn't want to break it just yet.

Draco let out a wail when his wrists were finally free, his arms dropping painful down at his side. They had hurt for so long, that it hurt to move them. The blond instantly froze as he was pulled into a comforting embrace. He wasn't sure what was going on. Wasn't Lucius seething with anger just a few moments ago? Why was he being nice? Was he pretending? Was he going to hurt him? Draco was confused, but after a few minutes, and the man still hadn't made a move to push him away, he started to relax into the warm arms. He had never been held like this before. It was so warm, and, oddly enough, safe feeling. The boy sniffled, pushing his face into Lucius's neck as he slowed his whimpering cries down.

"There, all better. Are you going to tell me what brought this on?" Lucius asked, pushing the boy arm enough away so they could look each other.

Draco wasn't sure how to respond, and adverted his eyes. "...I was afraid you were going to hurt me." He said softly, rubbing the tingling out of his arms.

"Draco..." Lucius felt hurt-the boy thought him to be a violent man. Well, he was, but he was very controlled. He would never unintentionally hurt Draco. "I would never hurt you for someone else's stupidity. I will only punish you for your actions, and never unintentional." He said, pulling the boy's chin up to look at him as he said this. Sure he liked to abuse his little minx, but he could never do more than the boy could handle. "Now, lets get you a nice warm bath and something to eat." The vampire said, pulling the boy up into his arms bridal style and carrying him into the large bathroom.

Draco looked up at Lucius, searching the vampires eyes for deceit, but seeing none. He nodded lightly,"..ok." His voice barely above a whisper. So he would never be punished for something he deserved. That was a relief. He just had to behave himself. He wrapped his sore arms around the tall wizards neck as he was carried off the bed and into the bathroom. Maybe Lucius wasn't so bad after all.

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Ah...so short. I'm sorry. I thought I would be able to write more in this chapter, and more than one chapter. It's just one of those days. I will make it up to you all! I promise! The next chapter will be reallly long! Pleas Review!