The Death-Eater and The Werewolf

The Death-Eater and the Werewolf

By Desdemona

\"Regardless of what you believe, you WILL bow to me.\" His eyes shone
as ice in the dimly lit room; Lucius\' wave of platinum hair drew all
available radiance to his face.

Remus smirked and managed to look defiant and composed at the same
time. Quite an accomplishment, considering he was naked, bound, and
fairly well mussed up from being thrown down on the dirt floor and
kicked around a bit.

\"Go to Hell, you Voldemort-loving scum.\"

Lucius raised his eyebrow and stared down at the werewolf. \"You dare
speak the Dark Lord\'s name? Here, so close to his seat of power?
You\'re either very brave or very foolish. Which is it, I wonder?\"
Lucius\' expensively shod foot flicked out to kick Remus, but the
other man managed to roll away, avoiding impact. Lucius glared.

\"Perhaps I\'m both, Malfoy. Or neither. Either way, I won\'t bow to
HIM, either, not even verbally.\" Remus moved a bit, trying to
relieve the pressure on his bound arms. Unfortunately for him, they
were tied behind his back at the elbow and wrist, and he could get
very little movement from them without dislocating something.

Lucius smiled evilly and walked to the wall. He propped his ever-
present cane against the rough stone, then leaned against it himself
as he began unbuttoning his shirt.

Remus went still as he stared at those long, pale fingers. Slowly
yet efficiently, each button of Malfoy\'s shirt was undone. *This
can\'t be good,* Remus thought. *Maybe he just doesn\'t want to get his
shirt dirty while he tortures me?*

The garment was quickly discarded, left to lie on the dirt of Lucius\'
dungeon floor.

Remus stared at it. The shirt had become his link to reality in
those brief moments, and now it was lying in the dirt. It didn\'t
bode well for him.

Lucius sauntered over to where Remus lie. \"Look at me.\" His gaze
narrowed. His command went unheeded.

Malfoy\'s foot kicked out, hitting Remus squarely in the ribs. The
werewolf\'s gaze was still on the shirt, but he let out a gasp as the
air was driven from him.

\"I said...\" Lucius leaned down and bodily pulled Remus to hisknees. \"LOOK at me, Lupin.\"

Remus clenched his jaw and complied, his hazel eyes fixing on the icy
flatness of Lucius\' stare.

\"Much better.\" Lucius reached out and trailed his hand down Remus\'
face, leaving finger-shaped smears in the dirt there. \"You\'re quite
a pretty thing, aren\'t you?\"


Remus snorted, indignant. Sometimes he cursed his almost delicate
good looks.

\"Oh, but you are, Lupin. Those eyes...Those cheekbones...It would
almost be a shame to kill you. Maybe I\'ll present you to my Dark
Lord to play with. But not until I make sure you\'re quality goods.\"
Lucius leered and leaned down, trailing his hand down Remus\' chest,
finally resting on a flat nipple and caressing it.

Remus gasped softly before he managed to scowl. \"Wh-Where did you
learn your intimidation techniques, Lucius?\" His breath hitched as a
warm tongue swept over his skin. \"Fr-from a bad muggle novel?\"

Malfoy bit down on Remus\' flesh, causing him to jump a bit. Remus
grit his teeth at the added pain and did his best to stay completely
still.

\"Now, now, Lupin; That was a very low blow. You know I\'d never stoop
to muggle literature.\" Lucius suckled a few moments more before
standing up. He stared down at Remus as he unzipped his trousers and
pulled his hard cock out of it\'s fabric confinement. \"For that
uncouth remark, I\'m afraid I\'m going to insist...\"

Remus stared at the dick in front of his face. He gave it a
distasteful glance and then, quite deliberately and with as much
flair as a man in his position could muster, he hawked in the back of
his throat and spat upon it.

Malfoy\'s face went through a series of emotions, finally settling
on `Incredibly Hacked Off\'. He looked down at the thick spittle
dripping off his cock, then reached forward and grabbed Remus\' hair
in a firm, painful grip.

Remus gasped, and Lucius took the opportunity to shove his cock into
his mouth. \"If you bite me, Lupin, I swear on my mother\'s grave I
will dig your eyes out with my wand right here and now.\"

Remus believed him. He tightened his larouaround the hard flesh
invading his mouth, and sat still as Lucius began rocking his hips
back and forth.

Within a few moments, the grip in his hair loosened and Remus relaxed
a bit. Lucius Malfoy was fucking his mouth, true. But at least
Remus wasn\'t going to be missing a clump of hair at the end of thenight.

Remus waited while Lucius began to moan incoherently. Not liking to
do anything badly, he even allowed his tongue to swirl around a bit,
which made Malfoy breathe faster and rock harder into him.

Remus strained his ears and was able to make out faint words: \"Yes,
Lupin, that\'s nice, oh, OH, fuck...\"


Suddenly Malfoy stopped moving and shuddered a bit, pulling from
Remus\' mouth and looking down on him clinically. \"Well, I think the
Dark Lord will be pleased enough with your oral exam. Let\'s move on
to other parts of your anatomy, shall we?\"

With that, he walked behind Remus and shoved him face down on the
floor, his arms fixed behind him and his ass in the air. \"Oh, very
nice...\" Lucius muttered. \"Very, very nice...\" He drew his hand
over the soft flesh of Remus\' ass, pinching to test the firmness
there. His other hand undid the last button on his trousers,
allowing them to fall to his knees as he knelt behind the bound
werewolf.

Remus was breathing very hard now, knowing he could do nothing to
stop what was about to happen to him. The dirt floor scraped on his
knees and his cheek; his neck bent at a weird and uncomfortable
angle. He closed his eyes and waited.

Lucius spread his cheeks with his hands and made a satisfied noise
deep in his throat. He ran a finger up the pucker there, muttering
in a barely audible voice: \"The Dark Lord wouldn\'t do this, would
want it to hurt you as much as possible. But..\" Remus felt a long
lick trail up one ass cheek. \"I find that while I have you here...\"
Another lick, on the other side this time. \"I\'d like to do whatever
my fancy wishes me to...\"

Remus breathed out heavily as the warmth of Lucius\' tongue laved his
most private of places, slowly circling until it finally entered
him. His mouth opened and he gasped at the intensity of it, not
noticing the mouthful of dirt he inhaled in.

\"Oh, fuck...\" Remus breathed out, unable to hold it in. \"Fuck, that
feels good..\"

Lucius reached up with one hand and smacked Remus\' ass hard, never
missing a beat with his tongue. At Remus\' gasp, Lucius smacked him
again, then once more just for good measure.

Remus got the message. But didn\'t know if he could heed it.

After what seemed like an eternity, Lucius withdrew his tongue from
Remus\' ass and straightened up behind him.

\"Well. That was quite enjoyable.\"
Remus stifled a laugh, but Lucius caught it and smacked him again, as
hard as he could.

Remus moaned softly and wiggled his butt. Lucius looked displeased.

\"Shut up, Lupin.\" He said this as he shoved a finger roughly into
the other man, earning another gasp and another smack. \"Good
enough...\" Lucius mumbled.

With no warning other than the sound of his knees shifting in the
dirt, Lucius rammed his cock into Lupin. Remus was unable to contain
the howl that burst forth from him.

\"Mother-fucking fuck!\" Remus exclaimed as Lucius withdrew and
slammed back into him. \"That fucking hurts!\"

Lucius laughed. \"It\'s supposed to hurt, you cretin.\" He ran his
nails roughly down Remus\' dirt-covered back as he fucked him hard and
fast.

Remus\' face was pushed farther into the dirt floor, the painful hard
bits biting into his skin. He was almost glad when Malfoy reached
down and pulled him up by his hair, straightening his torso until his
assailant could lock a wiry arm around him. Remus looked down in his
haze of pain and pleasure, and vaguely noticed the Dark Mark winking
at him from the skin of Lucius\' arm.

Lucius pulled Remus\' hair as he continued thrusting into him, only
letting go when he could no longer keep himself from stroking the
other man\'s cock. He found it leaking but not enough for good
grippage. Lucius brought his hand up to Remus\' mouth as his rocking
hips stilled.

\"Lick it, Lupin.\"

\"Wha?\"

\"LICK my HAND you idiot.\"

\"Uhh...but it\'s...it\'s dirty...\"

Lucius cuffed him upside the head, then returned his hand to Remus\'
mouth.

\"DO it!\"

Remus did.

The hand returned to his cock, wet enough now that the feeling was
pleasurable rather than abrasive. He moaned softly as Lucius resumed
thrusting into him in time with the hand on his cock.

Remus flopped his head back onto Lucius\' shoulder, grateful for thenew neck angle. He closed
his eyes at Lucius began licking and
biting his neck, murmuring things that Remus couldn\'t understand.

The pressure built, higher and more intense, until neither man could
hold out anymore.

\"Ah, oh, fuck! Lucius! Yes, yes YES!\" Remus came long and hard,
shooting all over Lucius hand and his own stomach.

Lucius followthe the sound of his name being yelled to the heavens in
Remus\' sultry voice making all the difference. That and the sudden
spasming around his cock. He laid his forehead on Remus\' shoulder
and shuddered out an agonized breath as he spilled himself into the
werewolf.

For long moments, neither moved. They sat frozen, breathing in hard
pants, skin sweaty and dirty, cocks spent and softening.

Finally Lucius shifted, slipping out of Remus with a sigh.

\"Fuck.\" Remus said.

\"Yes.\" Lucius replied.

\"Fuuuuuuuuuuck.\" Repeated Lupin.

\"Yessssssssssss.\" Lucius answered.

Remus sighed and slumped back a bit, resting even more of his weight
on Malfoy. Lucius fell backwards with a thump and a loud,
undignified `Oomph!\', the werewolf landing ungracefully on top of
him, his arms trapped between them, causing him to bounce a bit on
impact and roll to the side, coming to rest a foot or so from Malfoy.

They faced each other, eyes lidded, breathing slowly returning to
normal.

\"Voldemort-loving scum.\" Remus said.

\"Idiotic cretin.\" Lucius replied.

Both smiled lazily.

Remus muttered something under his breath and his bonds disappeared.
He moved slowly, wincing at the soreness in his ass and the rough
pain of the scratches on his back. Reaching Lucius, he rolled his
lover over and lie down next to him, resting his head on the smooth
skin of Lucius\' chest.

\"That was just tops, Lucius.\"

\"Yes. Quite.\"

\"But...\" Remus began.
\"But?!\" Lucius interrupted.

Remus ran his hand over Lucius\' thigh, lightly tickling. Lucius
snickered.

\"But...Next time, I want to be the Big Bad Death Eater and you can be
the Filthy Muggle-loving Werewolf.\" His voice was teasing, flirting.

\"Take out the Muggle-loving part, and I think we can work something
out.\" Lucius said, then yawned.

\"Okay.\" Remus smiled. \"Or...\"

\"Or?\"

\"You could be Snape, and I could be...\"

\"Remus!\" Lucius\' voice was firm. \"None of that, if you please.
Even *I* am not vicious enough to play Snape!\"

The men stared at each other, then burst into tired giggles.

And somewhere at Hogwarts, Severus Snape felt a tingle go up his
spine.

The
End.