The Taste of Revenge
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Snape/Lucius
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
4,929
Reviews:
5
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The Taste of Revenge
Pairing: Overall - L. Malfoy/S. Snape; this chapter - L. Malfoy/S. Black, sort of.
Warnings: This chapter: Masturbation and memories? Double smut actually. Overall: Rough sex, later chapters will contain coersion, and some kink.
Summary: Hurt feelings can lead to bitterness, in some people that in turn leads to revenge. And a scorned lover is sure to harbour some vengeful thoughts. In this chapter, Sirius lets memories of hot sex inspire him.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling, no copyright infringement is intended. I play with them in my head and for fun; not earning money from sharing it with fanfic readers.
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Chapter One
The hand in his hair grabbed tighter, pulling harder at it, guiding his movements and forcing him to take the hard cock deeper into his mouth. He almost choked on it but Lucius didn\'t care, never cared, just continued to fuck his mouth at the same slow pace. He tried to breathe in time with the thrusts, tried not to gag, tried to relax. He looked up into Lucius\' face as the older boy paused for a moment, only the head of his cock in his mouth. He knew what Lucius wanted, and swirled his tongue teasingly around the head, along the ridge. Soon he was sucking hard again, as his mouth was fucked once more.
Sirius curled his fingers tighter around his cock, stroking slowly but firmly. His mind was occupied with conjuring up hot images, images that aroused him and made him moan. He didn\'t care now, no one would hear him anyway; he\'d pulled the curtains on the bed and cast both a locking charm and a silencing charm on them.
Teasingly, he moved his other hand over his chest in a slow caress. When it arrived at his nipple, he brushed his fingers over it a few times before pinching it lightly.
He was pulled to his feet, and after a bruising kiss Lucius turned him around to face the wall. Leaning against the wall with his hands, he spread his legs and waited for Lucius to take what was his.
Sirius\' hand moved faster now, not teasing as much as in search of relief. The other hand moved from one nipple to the other, pinching harder now, adding a touch of pain to the sensations. By now, he was breathing harder, and his moans were louder and more frequent.
Slick fingers were pushed inside him. Lucius started with two now, and moved them in a slow rhythm at first. He knew how to tease him, make him moan and gasp, eventually even beg to be fucked. He was stretched, prepared, slicked up. As he relaxed, Lucius pushed another finger inside him, rubbing them over his spot and making him beg for more, needing Lucius to fuck him.
He licked at his fingers and moved the wet tips over his hard nipples, enjoying the sensation for a few moments. Then he slid his hand down over his stomach and caressed the inside of his thigh, before grabbing his balls, none too gently, in an imitation of the touches he was used to. He was coming closer to his climax now, and he could feel the tension begin to build up inside, but wanted to time it with the pictures in his mind, so he tried to hold back.
Lucius pushed him hard against the wall and entered him in one fast, hard thrust, the pain burning through both his mind and his body, making his eyes water. He moaned deeply, being used to this treatment from the other boy, and pushed back against him, wanting all of him inside.
Moving his free hand further down, he let his fingers rub over his puckered opening, and slowly eased a finger inside. Sirius moaned again, a deep sound of need and longing, and stroked his cock harder, letting the pad of his thumb move over the head with every stroke.
He was fucked hard, the rough surface of the wall making the skin of his palms raw. Lucius took all he wanted from him, his hard cock pounding into him, into his spot, making his head spin from the combination of pleasure and pain. Unrelenting fingers digging hard into his hips as Lucius purred into his ear: \'Come for me, Sirius... show me what a slut you are.\'
Sirius was almost panting now, two fingers up his arse moving in time with the hard, fast strokes. He was very close now, so very close...
Hard cock pounding into him, mercilessly, and Sirius obeyed, couldn\'t hold back any more and climaxed, muscles clenching hard around Lucius and hot cum spattering the wall in front of him. The fingers were digging even more painfully into his flesh now, as the other boy fucked him all through his orgasm, forcing his way through tight muscle a few more times, before pulling out and spending himself in hot pulses over Sirius\' arse...
His whole body tensing up, Sirius almost howled as he came hard, wetting not only his hand but his chest as well, internal muscles clenching deliciously around his fingers. He continued stroking himself a little longer, while he came back to reality, but slower and gentler.
As good as it had been, there was a faint taste of bitterness after his climax. He wanted it, he wanted it so badly. The bitterness grew and he pulled his fingers out a bit roughly and let go of his cock, wiping his hand on the sheet. Why didn\'t Lucius spend as much time with him anymore? Didn\'t he like him any longer? Couldn\'t Sirius satisfy him now? He was sure that Lucius had been satisfied that time, and every other time as well. The older boy had never given him reason to think differently.
It was that other kid... Snape, Severus Snape. Scrawny, hook-nosed, greasy-haired kid. What did Lucius see in him, what was it that captured his interest? Was he fucking him now...? Sirius growled slightly, cursing the Slytherin. Lucius was his! Not that he would ever dare say, or even think that around him. He had the eerie feeling that Lucius could see straight through him sometimes, perhaps even read what was in his mind, so such thoughts were better kept hidden.
He\'d been so certain that what he and Lucius had together would continue, now that there had been a deal between their two families agreeing on a marriage between Narcissa and Lucius. It was the most natural thing in the world, perfect and convenient. They\'d be able to continue their affair, not going outside the family for the pleasures that they both craved. No one would know, no one would frown upon them, and no one would find it too strange that they met often, being related by marriage.
Before he fell asleep, at least feeling more relaxed now than earlier that evening, Sirius promised himself that he\'d win Lucius back. There was no other route. He\'d remind Lucius of what he could get from him, remind him of all that Sirius would do for him. There was no way that Lucius would prefer Snape to him. No way.
Warnings: This chapter: Masturbation and memories? Double smut actually. Overall: Rough sex, later chapters will contain coersion, and some kink.
Summary: Hurt feelings can lead to bitterness, in some people that in turn leads to revenge. And a scorned lover is sure to harbour some vengeful thoughts. In this chapter, Sirius lets memories of hot sex inspire him.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to JK Rowling, no copyright infringement is intended. I play with them in my head and for fun; not earning money from sharing it with fanfic readers.
Chapter One
The hand in his hair grabbed tighter, pulling harder at it, guiding his movements and forcing him to take the hard cock deeper into his mouth. He almost choked on it but Lucius didn\'t care, never cared, just continued to fuck his mouth at the same slow pace. He tried to breathe in time with the thrusts, tried not to gag, tried to relax. He looked up into Lucius\' face as the older boy paused for a moment, only the head of his cock in his mouth. He knew what Lucius wanted, and swirled his tongue teasingly around the head, along the ridge. Soon he was sucking hard again, as his mouth was fucked once more.
Sirius curled his fingers tighter around his cock, stroking slowly but firmly. His mind was occupied with conjuring up hot images, images that aroused him and made him moan. He didn\'t care now, no one would hear him anyway; he\'d pulled the curtains on the bed and cast both a locking charm and a silencing charm on them.
Teasingly, he moved his other hand over his chest in a slow caress. When it arrived at his nipple, he brushed his fingers over it a few times before pinching it lightly.
He was pulled to his feet, and after a bruising kiss Lucius turned him around to face the wall. Leaning against the wall with his hands, he spread his legs and waited for Lucius to take what was his.
Sirius\' hand moved faster now, not teasing as much as in search of relief. The other hand moved from one nipple to the other, pinching harder now, adding a touch of pain to the sensations. By now, he was breathing harder, and his moans were louder and more frequent.
Slick fingers were pushed inside him. Lucius started with two now, and moved them in a slow rhythm at first. He knew how to tease him, make him moan and gasp, eventually even beg to be fucked. He was stretched, prepared, slicked up. As he relaxed, Lucius pushed another finger inside him, rubbing them over his spot and making him beg for more, needing Lucius to fuck him.
He licked at his fingers and moved the wet tips over his hard nipples, enjoying the sensation for a few moments. Then he slid his hand down over his stomach and caressed the inside of his thigh, before grabbing his balls, none too gently, in an imitation of the touches he was used to. He was coming closer to his climax now, and he could feel the tension begin to build up inside, but wanted to time it with the pictures in his mind, so he tried to hold back.
Lucius pushed him hard against the wall and entered him in one fast, hard thrust, the pain burning through both his mind and his body, making his eyes water. He moaned deeply, being used to this treatment from the other boy, and pushed back against him, wanting all of him inside.
Moving his free hand further down, he let his fingers rub over his puckered opening, and slowly eased a finger inside. Sirius moaned again, a deep sound of need and longing, and stroked his cock harder, letting the pad of his thumb move over the head with every stroke.
He was fucked hard, the rough surface of the wall making the skin of his palms raw. Lucius took all he wanted from him, his hard cock pounding into him, into his spot, making his head spin from the combination of pleasure and pain. Unrelenting fingers digging hard into his hips as Lucius purred into his ear: \'Come for me, Sirius... show me what a slut you are.\'
Sirius was almost panting now, two fingers up his arse moving in time with the hard, fast strokes. He was very close now, so very close...
Hard cock pounding into him, mercilessly, and Sirius obeyed, couldn\'t hold back any more and climaxed, muscles clenching hard around Lucius and hot cum spattering the wall in front of him. The fingers were digging even more painfully into his flesh now, as the other boy fucked him all through his orgasm, forcing his way through tight muscle a few more times, before pulling out and spending himself in hot pulses over Sirius\' arse...
His whole body tensing up, Sirius almost howled as he came hard, wetting not only his hand but his chest as well, internal muscles clenching deliciously around his fingers. He continued stroking himself a little longer, while he came back to reality, but slower and gentler.
As good as it had been, there was a faint taste of bitterness after his climax. He wanted it, he wanted it so badly. The bitterness grew and he pulled his fingers out a bit roughly and let go of his cock, wiping his hand on the sheet. Why didn\'t Lucius spend as much time with him anymore? Didn\'t he like him any longer? Couldn\'t Sirius satisfy him now? He was sure that Lucius had been satisfied that time, and every other time as well. The older boy had never given him reason to think differently.
It was that other kid... Snape, Severus Snape. Scrawny, hook-nosed, greasy-haired kid. What did Lucius see in him, what was it that captured his interest? Was he fucking him now...? Sirius growled slightly, cursing the Slytherin. Lucius was his! Not that he would ever dare say, or even think that around him. He had the eerie feeling that Lucius could see straight through him sometimes, perhaps even read what was in his mind, so such thoughts were better kept hidden.
He\'d been so certain that what he and Lucius had together would continue, now that there had been a deal between their two families agreeing on a marriage between Narcissa and Lucius. It was the most natural thing in the world, perfect and convenient. They\'d be able to continue their affair, not going outside the family for the pleasures that they both craved. No one would know, no one would frown upon them, and no one would find it too strange that they met often, being related by marriage.
Before he fell asleep, at least feeling more relaxed now than earlier that evening, Sirius promised himself that he\'d win Lucius back. There was no other route. He\'d remind Lucius of what he could get from him, remind him of all that Sirius would do for him. There was no way that Lucius would prefer Snape to him. No way.