The Most Difficult Of All Our Tasks

-- To celebrate finishing TMDOAOT (finally!) I've decided to post the most gratuitous sex scene in the story.

-- Thanks if you've reviewed. Ode to Gringotts - yes, Harry does need someone to protect him, but there are reasons why he's being such a fool. SP



Chapter the Eighth – The Gratuitous (and Long!) LM/HP Sex Scene



Having sex with a heavily pregnant man was quite tricky, as Lucius soon discovered. He held Harry as he gently pushed the younger man onto the soft bed. A little panicked, Harry flailed his arms and caught Lucius across the cheek.



“Sorry,” the dark haired boy said, then sniggered.



Malfoy ignored the mishap and turned his fingers’ attention to undoing the buttons on the long shirt the other was wearing. Slender digits worked under the material and found a nipple. Harry arched off the bed, sobbing in pain and pleasure. Since becoming pregnant, he had noticed increased sensitivity in certain areas.



The blond’s fingers stroked across the hard nub, before circling it over and over.



“Please,” Harry moaned. “Please!”



The Slytherin moved, and licked gently at the aching nub he had been tormenting. He pulled it between his lips, just holding it and the tip of the tongue licking the end. Harry’s moans drove him on. He brought the entire nipple within the warm hollow of his mouth and SUCKED.



“SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!” Harry shrieked, hips pumping madly.



Lucius continued his slow exploration of the teat, letting Harry’s cries get progressively louder and more desperate. The boy’s fingers were locked in the blond hair, clenching helplessly.



Teeth scraped just along Harry’s nipple, bringing just an edge to the pleasure coursing through him. Over sensitive, he screamed hoarsely and came.



Lucius let the other catch his breath before kissing his way across the chest and beginning his torture of Harry’s so far neglected right nipple.



“No,” Harry moaned. “Please, I can’t …”



Oh God! I can’t … Why is he …Oh bugger …More …More …



“More!” Harry begged, nails digging into the back of the other’s head.



Malfoy ignored the pain and settled down to licking the nub relentlessly. Idly he was wondering just how many times he could make Harry come before he fucked him.



Three, Lucius decided. He’ll come three times before I bugger him senseless.



To help him achieve his target, he let one hand slide down Harry’s body, stroking over the new life growing in the boy before reaching the wetness between Harry’s legs. He hooked one finger into the waistband of the trousers and pulled them down then crawled his fingers onto the exposed thighs. His thumb just brushed Harry’s underwear, and the aching flesh beneath.



“Mmmm Um!” Harry panted, actual words beyond him.



Lucius pushed his hand inside the briefs and began moulding the boy’s length.



“Plea… Oh… Huh…Mo…Gah…” Harry contributed, gasping, hips lifting into the rhythm Lucius set.



Malfoy moved his other hand down and pushed the briefs free entirely, and then cupped the hot heavy balls. He squeezed them gently, feeling the flesh inside shift.



“Ohhhhhhh….Nnnnnnnng!” Harry groaned.



Brutally, the blond tightened his grip around Harry’s shaft and began pumping hard and fast. His hand tugged again and again at the boy’s length, pulling the foreskin back and forth, exposing the leaking tip that got an almost violent squeeze with each jerk of the hands.



Harry thrust eagerly into the other’s grip; his balls ached and his cock felt ready to explode, but still Lucius pumped him, bringing Harry to the edge of his control, turning him on more than the boy had ever thought possible.



“I…” Harry panted, his hips jerking madly.



“Need,” Harry groaned, one hand twisted in the sheets under him.



“To,” Harry sobbed, other hand clutching at the blond head still working his nipple.



“Come!” Harry begged, spreading his legs as wide as possible and humping the other’s hand desperately.



“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCK!” He howled, his seed shooting from him painfully, as Lucius continued tugging, wringing every drop from the helpless body.



Harry sagged, feeling wrung out. He moaned in discomfort as he realised that the other hadn’t let him go and was still idly tugging away at him, keeping him hard. His arse clenched over and over as his spent dick tried to release still more fluid.



“Stop,” Harry croaked, throat sore, hips still reacting to what Malfoy was doing to him. “Please,”



He was ignored as the blond was enjoying playing with his new toy. The Slytherin kissed his way down to Harry’s prick, seeing how sore it looked. He grinned then opened his mouth around it.



Harry passed out.



When he came to, Lucius had stripped him completely and had pulled him so that his arse rested just on the edge of the bed. The older man was kneeling between Harry’s legs, so the black haired boy couldn’t see over his bump to see what he was doing. He moaned when he felt hard fingernails scratch lightly at his pucker.



The fingers rubbed all around his entrance, and slid further to cup his buttocks.



Something wet and insistent was pushing at him.



“Oh…hell…it’s…sweet…Merl…no…oh…” Harry blithered as Lucius’ tongue worked its way into him. The older man was deep within the other pushing in hard and pulling out, before licking the pucker and pressing back in. Over and over Lucius tongued Harry, kissing and licking and pressing and touching and …



I’m going to die! Harry thought. It’s too good.



He lay, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling as he simply enjoyed what his enemy did to him.



Lucius pulled his mouth free and bite down on Harry’s inner thigh, pleased to leave a mark there. He noted that Harry only groaned, and made no attempt to stop the blond from doing as he wished.



The older man stripped out of his clothes and used magic to lubricate the fingers of one hand. He eased the digits between Harry’s shaking thighs and rubbed just one against the slick opening. Harry panted, hips rising feebly, exhausted.



The tip of a finger pushed into Harry’s body. Lucius held it there and then added the tip of a second and third finger. He held the digits still, grey eyes blazing.



“Beg me,” he commanded, voice haughty. “Beg me boy.”



Harry groaned and twitched. He needed more. “Please,” he panted, shaking, “Please, fuck me. I…I need more.” His voice cracked “Please!”



One side of Lucius mouth lifted and he slammed his fingers deep into the boy. Ignoring the other’s scream of pleasure, he crooked his fingers, found the boy’s prostate and finger fucked him mercilessly.



“Oh Please! Merl…! I…. You can’t …. It’s too …. Gonna ….” Harry’s words came out with difficulty. His breathing was laboured as he struggled with the pleasure building within his body, in his balls, in his prick. Every thing tingled. His legs thrashed wildly as his hips thrust up and down, his cock slapping against his swollen stomach. Hands clenched in once crisp linen, Harry screamed, came, and passed out again.



Lucius watched the boy as he slept. He pulled himself free of the other and washed his sticky fingers. His own arousal ached for completion. But, as tempted as he was to fuck the boy whilst unconscious, he wanted Potter to feel Lucius’ prick sliding into him, know that he was about to get thoroughly fucked.



He whiled away the time until Harry returned to consciousness by considering his plans for the future. He had so many ideas on the uses this boy could be put to. He smiled and nudged Harry’s ass with his dick. The other moaned.



Lucius rolled the black haired man onto his side and lifted the top leg. With agonising slowness, he pressed his thick tip deep within the stretched channel.



Harry groaned, but pushed back to meet the slow, deliberate invasion of his body.



The blond smiled as he pushed himself fully within the hot tight embrace of the younger man. His cock throbbed, blood racing within it. His tip twitched and swelled slightly as he rocked his hips forward, balls tight against Harry’s skin.



“Ohhhhhhh….. Sev’rus,” Harry panted, still dazed and half asleep.



A snarl from the older man woke him fully.



“Lucius!” The other snapped, pulling free and ramming hard back in.



“OW!”



“Say it!” He ordered, slamming back into Harry.



“Ow!”



“Say my name!” He growled, hips smashing against Harry’s ass.



“Lu – Lucius!” Harry gasped.



A growl and a hard thrust.



“Again!” He commanded.



“Lucius!” Harry panted.



His top leg was pulled up high to the side of his body, his cock partly hard. Inside him he could feel the painfully big prick thumping into him.



“Again,” Lucius ground out, his dick shoving in and out of the other.



“Lucius,” Harry whispered.



The other’s shaft forced itself in and out of him. He hurt, but also wanted it to continue. Wanted this man inside him, fucking him senseless.



The length pulsed before it twitched free and slammed back in.



“Oh God!” Harry moaned.



“You want this, don’t you slut?” Lucius taunted, still driving deep into Harry. “You want my big cock to split you open, to bugger you, to fuck you, til you can’t walk, don’t you?”



Harry gave a sobbing moan.



A hard shove from behind made him whimper. “Don’t you?”



“Y – y – yes!” he admitted. “Fuck me! God, please, please, just fuck me!”



Lucius did. Hard.



-- Hope you enjoyed! There is, in the following chapters, some actual PLOT. SP