Smell Of Desire

Lucius Malfoy was in his bedroom, standing at the end of his fourposter bed, looking down at Severus Snape, who was naked and spread-eagled. In Lucius\' right hand was four long silken scarves, gripped in his fist, and in his other hand was a cock ring. The blond was also naked, his prick standing erect and proud, his long, platinum blond hair down around his shoulders, his icy blue eyes peering closely at the professor. \"Are you ready to play, Severus?\" Lucius asked in a quiet voice.

\"Yes, Master,\" Severus replied just as quietly, his voice full of lust.

Lucius smiled at the way Severus looked at him, those dark, beady eyes gazing hungrily over Lucius\' taut, lean body. He tossed the ring and the scarves on the bed by the teacher\'s feet, then leaned in and grasped the man\'s left ankle, lifting his foot and bringing it towards the post and propping it against the wood. Holding the man\'s foot steadfast with one hand, Lucius reached for a scarf and gripped it in his fist, then pressed the material against Severus\' ankle and wrapped the silken fabric around it before wrapping the scarf around the wooden post and tying it firmly. The blond then repeated the procedure to the teacher\'s other foot, then rounded the bed and bound Severus\' hands to either post tightly, then returned to the end of the bed to, once again, look down at Severus. \"Are you comfortable, Severus?\" Lucius spoke softly.

\"Yes, Master,\" Severus repeated, pulling firmly on his binds to test their strength before relaxing once more.

\"Good,\" Lucius purred silkily, hoisting one knee on the bed, leaning his hands on the soft mattress, then pulling the other knee up until he was kneeling between the man\'s outstretched legs. The professor looked so delectable, so precious, the way he was bound to the bed helplessly.

Lucius could see Severus\' chest rising and falling rhythmically, the professor\'s breath fast and shallow, and Lucius groaned softly, drawing his hand to his own erect cock and kneading his fingers over the hot, hard shaft sensually. He could see the effect this was having on Severus, hearing the raven haired teacher gasp at the sight of the blond playing his digits over his turgid length.

\"Master, you look so incredible,\" Severus breathed, his own cock hard and eager for attention. Lucius watched Severus\' tongue flit out and swathe desperately over his sallow lips, noted how the man\'s body writhed in impatience, yearning to be touched by Lucius.

\"Save your breathe, pet,\" the blond replied quietly but sternly, reaching for the cock ring and clasping it in his hand. \"Speak only when I ask you a question, or demand of you,\" Lucius added , placing his free hand on the bed next to Severus\' hip and scooted in closer until his knees pressed against the inside of the man\'s thighs. Lucius then grasped the man\'s stiff organ and held it tightly, raising it and positioning the ring at the head of Severus\' cock, then slowly eased the device down the man\'s erection, Severus moaning loudly as the tight ring squeezed over his thick dowel.

\"Master...\" Severus croaked, lolling his head about on the pillow, gasping loudly as the ring was secured around the base of his prick. He pulled at his binds and squirmed at the arousing discomfort of his organ being clamped harshly, the blood that was pumping through the length quickly being restricted and trapping his erection in a fierce hold.

\"Shh,\" Lucius hushed, removing his hands from the man\'s cock and placing his palms flat on Severus\' chest, leaning over him. \"What did I just say, Severus?\"

\"Sorry, Master,\" the teacher whispered, biting his lips to hold back a groan that was threatening to escape his throat as his prick throbbed painfully.

His submission was opulently delicious, the way he was so eager to please, so desperate for praise, so wanton. \"Oh, Severus,\" Lucius crooned, drawing his hands back to his own prick and massaging his slender appendages over his swollen length nimbly, the tip oozing out a thick, clear precum that glistened over his purpled head. \"Tell me, pet, what you think when you look at me,\" the blond spoke huskily.

Licking his dry lips, Severus gazed longingly at the aristocrat, his throat parched from his rapid breathing and his arousal. \"I want you,\" the professor replied in a near whimper. \"I want you to touch me like you are touching yourself now, Master.\"

Lucius smirked triumphantly at the teacher\'s confession and responded, \"Good, pet,\" in a sultry voice. He moved his hand away from his length reluctantly, yearning to massage and stroke himself more, and placed that same hand next to Severus\' other hip, then lifted his leg over the man\'s, then his other so that he was straddling the man\'s hips. Severus groaned loudly at his restricted sex being pressed against, Lucius\' lips curled into a vindictive smirk at the man\'s sexual frustration. He tilted his hips forward to grind his erection against Severus\' tortured length, commencing slow and deliberate rocking pace, his hands splayed and pressed on the man\'s chest.

\"Master...\" Severus tried again in a whimper, wrestling his arms in binds. \"Please...\"

\"What did I say, Severus?\" Lucius spoke in a dangerous tone, rocking his hips harder on the man\'s cock, kneading his fingers brutally into the bound man\'s chest.

\"I\'m-I-I\'m sorry, Master!\" Severus replied in a loud and shrill cry, almost sobbing at the incredible pain and arousal that was swelling in his prick.

Lucius slowly moved his hands up from the man\'s chest, up to his neck and curled his digits around Severus\' throat, leaning forward so that his blond hair spilled forth over his shoulders. \"How sorry are you really, pet?\" he whispered seductively.

Severus winced, his brows furrowing. \"I-I\'m very sorry!\"

Lucius smiled lecherously. \"Would you show me how sorry you are, pet?\" he asked quietly, tightening his grip on the teacher\'s throat.

\"Show you how?\" he replied in a rasping whisper, gazing at Lucius lustfully.

Lucius rocked more fiercely on the man\'s cock, gripping his neck harder, digging his thumbs into his esophagus harshly. Severus let out a loud wheezing noise, his eyes widening. \"Would you do whatever I say? Whatever I asked of you, Severus?\"

\"Yes, Master!\" the professor responded, writhing in his binds. \"Anything, Master!\"

\"Anything?\"

\"Anything!\" Severus cried hoarsely, arching his neck and pushing back into the pillow. \"I would do anything for you, Lucius!\"

The blond smiled, releasing his grip on the man\'s throat and sitting back on his haunches. \"And why would you do anything for me, Severus?\" Lucius asked in a thick, purring voice.

\"Because you are my Master,\" the teacher replied in a desperate tone, \"and I am your slave,\" he sobbed, \"and I would do anything to please you. Anything.\"

Lucius placed his hands back upon the man\'s chest, leaning forward again to press his cock against Severus\' strangled sex. \"I want you to kiss me,\" he whispered, bent right down and brushing his lips over the other\'s. \"I want you to kiss me like you have never kissed another. Am I clear, pet?\" Lucius asked softly, sitting back up straight. \"I want to feel your devotion to me through your lips and your tongue, Severus. I want to feel as though you are speaking words of utmost love and loyalty to me without words, but with your lips.\" Lucius kneaded at the man\'s chest, tracing idle circles around Severus\' nipples. \"Can you do that for me, pet?\" He reached over to the pillows near Severus\' head and instructed the professor to raise his head, burrowing the padded items under his nape so that the teacher\'s head was propped up.

The bound man looked at his Master in confusion, his brows knitting together furiously as his head was moved upright. \"A...a kiss?\" Severus replied in a hushed whisper, wholly bewildered by this most simplistic of requests. That was all? A kiss?

Without uttering a response, Lucius began to scoot backwards over the man, then swung his leg over Severus\' thighs, followed by his other, then turned around and remounted the man backwards and, pressing his hands on Severus\' legs, moved back towards the man.

Suddenly, the professor understood. He knew what the blond wanted of him. \"Lucius...Master...\" the teacher murmured questioningly as the blond moved his rear end to his face. He could see the blonde\'s puckered hole between his alabaster cheeks, the buttocks spreading wider as Lucius moved in on him.

\"Kiss me, Severus,\" the aristocrat spoke, nudging back on his hands and knees, arching his back and spreading his legs wider.

Nervously, Severus wet his lips with his tongue and swallowed thickly. He had never done anything like this before. But he had said that he\'d do anything for Lucius, his Master, and he would stick to his word.

Lucius shifted back until he felt his buttocks brush against Severus\' lips and shuddered slightly, his sphincter twitching and pulsating in eagerness. \"Kiss me,\" he muttered again, letting his head lag forward, his long tresses cascading around his face like a curtain and brushing over the restrained teacher\'s livid and aching dowel.

Severus slowly and hesitantly extruded his tongue, very slowly swiping the tip of it tentatively over the pinched ball of muscles. At the first touch, Lucius groaned loudly, his turgid cock jumping at the sensation. The blond moved back further, enabling the professor to gently and gingerly press his lips over the tight nub, closing his eyes and taking in the rich, regal scent of the man kneeling before him. His nose nestled within the crevice of the blonde\'s cheeks, his lips pursed as they stayed upon Lucius\' entrance.

Sensing Severus\' hesitation, Lucius leaned back further to press himself harder against the teacher\'s lips, and the professor responded by washing his mouth softly over the puckered rim, causing Lucius to quiver and gasp quietly. Carefully, Severus kneaded his lips over the man\'s anus, closing his eyes and taking in the delicious sound of his Master\'s reaction. Under his inexperienced lips, the teacher could feel Lucius\' hole twitching and throbbing.

\"Severus...\" Lucius groaned wantonly, lowering himself slowly to rest his upper body on the flat of his forearms, leaning his face down to brush his mouth over Severus\' strangled cock, hearing the teacher emit a soft whimpering moan and feeling the professor press his mouth firmly on the blonde\'s exposed hole.

This spurred Severus on to want to please his Master more, and he brazenly protruded his tongue once more to swathe it liberally over the blonde\'s hole, swirling his slick, pink muscle over it. Lucius threw his head back and let out a loud cry of pleasure, his face contorted in an expression of lustful anguish. \"More!\" Lucius uttered huskily, rocking his hips back as the professor became more confident and slid his tongue out fully, placing the flat of it over the blonde\'s perineum, then licking upwards in a lewd sweeping motion.

Severus\' neck was aching as he craned it forwards to press his mouth harder and deeper to the aristocrat\'s most intimate sanction. But hearing the man above him moan and seeing him react in utter lust...it was worth every moment of discomfort.

His neck still arched, Lucius spoke in a sultry, breathless gasp, \"Tell me, pet. How do I taste? How do I smell?\"

Pulling away to breathe, the raven haired teacher licked his lips and replied in a soft voice, \"I can\'t even think... To describe it... You taste so nice... Feel so... Fucking good, Master. I love pleasuring you... God, I love you, Master. I love you... So... Bloody much,\" he gushed, licking his lips again. \"Master,\" Severus groaned into the Lucius\' wet skin huskily, \"Untie me, Master. Please, please untie me. Please Master.\" He wanted so badly to snake his fingers into that slick cavity and pull it open to taste him deeper, or even just to finger him.

\"No,\" Lucius replied hoarsely, his sphincter pulsing and begging for more, begging to be filled. \"No, Severus. Keep going. Kiss me deeper.\"

Taking a deep breath, the teacher moved his mouth back in and pressed his lips over the rosy, wet bud and continued to lick the blonde\'s entrance, pushing the tip of his tongue against the aristocrat\'s puckered hole until it pushed past the band of taut muscles, entering Lucius\' orifice subtlety.

This caused Lucius to buck his hips and cry out again, his cock jumping desperately. \"Ohh, God!\" he quailed, the warm sensation so erotic, so arousing, so utterly debauched. In a fit of passion, Lucius stooped his head back down and hungrily licked over Severus\' neglected organ, then claimed it into his mouth and suckled at the weeping head, Severus momentarily parting his lips from the blonde\'s hole to cry out lustfully, another rant of pleas to be released from his binds escaping his lips, which went ignored by Lucius, and he burrowed his face back into his Master\'s crevice to lick him deeper.

Lucius arched his back more as Severus resumed his ministrations, wrestling with his binds to try and get closer to the man, wanting to lick, suck and invade Lucius\' orifice as wholly as he could. His joints were aching terribly and his neck was cramping severely as he swathed the blonde\'s hole with everything that he could muster. And the blonde\'s lips that were wrapped so eagerly and fervidly around his agonised length made the teacher shudder and tremble at the unbelievable feeling, his sex raw and brutally pulsating, desperate to be released, to spill forth his seed.

The incredible sensation of that hot, adoring tongue over Lucius\' inner most sacred region was sending shock waves of bliss and euphoria through his painfully hard cock, rocking faster as Severus gouged his tongue in deeper. He could feel the bound man\'s tongue inside him, licking him out, the moans that Severus was emanating as Lucius suckled at his pained organ vibrating against his hole. In tempo with the ministrations to his sphincter, Lucius rocked harder, his prick throbbing and his sac twitching with impending release.

Severus licked deeper, a thick mass of spittle oozing out of his mouth and coagulating on his chin. His lips were swollen and puffy, his tongue aching, his neck burning in the awkward position it was in. He wanted to be out of his binds so that he could explore the blond deeper, and he wrestled more against his ties, to no avail. Pulling away for a breath, Severus licked his lips and croaked, \"Please, Master, please. Please untie me. Please. I beg you. Please, Master.\"

Lucius clamped his lips over Severus\' cock and sucked, drawing the agonised length deep into his mouth, turning his hands in and clawing his fingers into the fleshy part of the teacher\'s hips. The professor threw his head back on the pillows and let out a loud cry, arching his back and yanking on his restraints savagely, pushing his strangled cock further into Lucius\' mouth. Lucius pulled his lips away to let the man\'s prick slide out of his mouth and smack on to Severus\' stomach with a wet slap. His hole was twitching desperately, and the blond snarled in impatience. Stealthily, he pushed himself up on his hands and began crawling further backwards until his cheeks had mounted Severus\' chin, spreading his thighs wider and forcing himself on to the teacher\'s lips. His hands now pressed on to the professor\'s chest, he positioned his weight on his knees and began rocking his hips, crooning, \"Lick me, Severus,\" in a wanton voice. \"Fuck me with your tongue, slave.\"

Underneath the blond, Severus sobbed, feeling Lucius trapping him with his weight. Knowing that he was not going to be freed, Severus puckered his lips and met the man\'s hole once more, tears rolling down his cheeks and collecting in his raven tresses. With trembling lips he kissed the aristocrat\'s sphincter, sliding his tongue out and liberally smearing it over the pulsing band of muscles. Lucius let out another cry and threw his head back, his platinum mane flicking over his shoulders and tumbling down his back. Desperately, Severus circled the rim of the blonde\'s sanction before plunging his tongue as deeply as he could manage and drawing it out to do so again.

“Ohh, yes, Severus. Yes. Ohh, god, more,” Lucius whimpered, rocking back harder, his prick hardening more, his cock twitching painfully, so eager and ready to come. “God, you are so good at this, pet,” he croaked, “Ohh, this feels incredible. So exquisite.\" The man beneath him thrust his tongue in again, deeply and desperately fucking Lucius with his mouth, making loud slurping sounds at his pulsing entrance.

Lucius arched his back as the incredible sensation cited his cock further, feeling his sac pull up as his peak mounted, increasing with each hot swathe and lewd invasion of the professor\'s tongue. His breath was hitching in his throat as he rode Severus\' face, his chest rising and falling shallowly as his body began to glow, feeling an orgasmic tide swelling deep within him. Lucius lolled his head forward and focused on the sensation of that tongue kneading at his orifice and fucking it desperately, his brow furrowing in concentration.

The teacher\'s slick muscle gouged deep in increasingly accelerated thrusts, his lips suctioning at Lucius\' pulsating entrance, and the blond rode him faster, his breathing becoming erratic and rasping. He dug his fingertips into Severus\' gaunt chest as his climax grew, grunts and gasps escaping his lips. Like electric shocks, the tongue buried within him sent ripples of pleasure that traveled like a torrent current to his prick, and the aristocrat bucked harder, his length tightening fiercely and his scrotum riding up. With a final strangled cry, Lucius threw his head back, felt his eyes roll backwards, his lips parted, and he suddenly bowed his back as his hot seed shot forth and pumped out of his swollen, purpled head in euphoric waves, splattering over the professor\'s stomach.

Severus could feel the blonde\'s hole throbbing, his perineum pulsing in time with the jerking tugs of Lucius\' orgasm as his creamy white leavings spewed out of his slit. The professor was now so unbelievably desperate to feel his release, still fucking the man atop him with his tongue until the blond began to come down from his peak.

Throwing his head back and licking his lips, Severus then whimpered, “Please, Master! Please! Let me out of these binds! Please!” and tugged viciously on the restraints desperately, letting out a sobbing noise. “Please! Master, please! Please, untie me!”

Lucius caught his breath and leaned forward, his hands on the man\'s chest, his head lagged forward. He gazed down at the pearlescent drops of cum that were smeared over the professor\'s abdomen, listening to the man\'s pleas for release. “Silence,” he said in a low voice, scooting forward then dismounting the man and turning to look at him. “Quiet, pet,” the aristocrat ordered, kneeling on his haunches and moving a hand to the man\'s stomach, swathing his fingers into the goo and tracing circles around the mess, gathering it on his fingertips. “Hush, slave. Don\'t you trust your Master?”

Severus whimpered more, staring intently at the blond with his brows knitted, his lips swollen and red from the laborious ministrations he had just performed on Lucius. “Please...”

“Hush,” Lucius said again, and scooped a dollop of the leavings up on his fingertips and drew them towards the man\'s mouth. He placed his fingers on the professor\'s lips and smeared the milky substance over them.

Severus peered frantically at the man, sweat trickling down his temples and filming his upper lip and brow. “Please, Master!” he cried, wrestling again in his binds. The pain of his restricted erection was now beyond fathomable, and he writhed, rolling his hips and groaning. “Please...” he sobbed.

Lucius moved his hand away and swung his legs over Severus\' thighs, placing his hands on his hips near his trapped length. “I said, hush, didn\'t I, Severus?” he drawled. Pressing his lips together, ignoring any further begs from the teacher, Lucius grasped the man\'s dowel with one hand, the ring with the other, and drew the device off slowly, Severus wailing out loudly and tugging on his restraints, trembling and shaking violently. Lucius then slowly dismounted Severus and slid off the bed, moving to the bind trapping the teacher\'s leg to the left post and untied it, then the other, then rounded the bed and undid the scarves holding his arms steadfast. “Is that better?” he crooned, making his way back to the end of the bed and staring down at Severus.

The professor collapsed back on the bed and gasped loudly, quivering and moving his aching arms very slowly, wincing at each twinge of cramping that seized his shoulders and elbows. “Thank you, Master, thank you,” he rasped.

Lucius looked at Severus sternly and surveyed the man squirming on his bed. “You have pleased your Master very well,” he spoke quietly to the professor.

Severus gazed at Lucius longingly, waiting his reward, to be pleasured by the dominant man before him. He clutched his wrist in one hand and massaged the pained joint, feeling where the bind had bitten into his skin, circling his ankles.

The aristocrat knew what the man was waiting for, and, with a vindictive smile, he pointed to the bedroom door and said quietly, “Get dressed and leave.”

The look on the professor\'s face fell, dismay upon his visage. “But...but...Master, I-I...”

“You heard me, Severus,” Lucius cut in firmly. “Out.” He watched Severus reluctantly sit up, the teacher looking at the blond in desperation, his erection still raging and pulsing lividly. He parted his lips to plead with the man, Lucius holding a hand up and silencing him once more. “Out, Severus. I have done with you what I wished, and I am sated. Take your leave promptly,” he spoke in a cold voice.

The blond turned and strolled towards the en suite door, casually glancing back at the raven haired man who was now sitting on the edge of the bed with a bewildered expression on his face, rubbing his wrists and stretching his shoulders slowly. “Out,” the blond ordered one last time, pointing towards the bedroom door again with a sneer on his face. At that, he turned around again and passed the threshold of the en suite, and closed the door behind him with a resounding thud.