A Son to a Father

Title: A Son to a Father
Rating: NC-17
Summary: A twist, Draco wants his father. He’s held himself back for so long, what happens when his feelings overcome him? ~ Slash/Incest ~
Pairings: Draco/Lucius
Shout Outs: Anyone who reviews really. I’m personally a huge fan of Draco and Lucius stories, but I haven’t really seen many where Draco demands stuff from his father, so I decided to take it upon myself to write something like this. I hope you enjoy anyway.
Song I Was Listening To While Writing: Striptease by Hawksley Workman (good stuff!)
Note: This is another story of mine that was on my old account that vanished somewhere! I want all my fics on this account! Please enjoy this :D


Draco sat at the dinner table with his mother and father. It was totally silent. Draco was half hunched over his dinner plate. His eyes glanced up occasionally to look from his father, to his mother and back to his father again. Draco starred at his father unconsciously. Examining his pale, hypnotizing blue eyes. His white/blond hair, how the light reflected off of it and made it seem endlessly shining, even though the light in the house was not that great. Draco craved to run his hands through his father’s hair. It looked so soft and silky.

“Draco, is your mother’s food not good enough to eat? Just stare at?” Lucius said suddenly, causing Draco to stir.

“I’m… I’m just not hungry father…” Draco said quietly, almost to himself.

“Then go to bed hungry, go up to your room” Lucius said harshly as he dismissed his son.

Draco pushed himself away from the table and went upstairs slowly. He sat on the floor. His stomach grumbling and his organ longing for… something. He leaned over and listened through the vent to hear what his parents were saying.

“Draco has gotten such an attitude from that school, or possibly you, Lucius” his mother said softly, as if with no feeling.

A small argument had rose between the two downstairs and Draco had to pull himself away from the vent to keep his tears at bay.

It had gone silent for a moment, until Draco heard the back door slam. He assumed his mother had gone out of the garden as she had always done when there was a fight. He heard slow and tired footsteps coming towards his room. He made sure that there were no tears around his eyes and he quickly shifted himself to his bed and made it appear as if he were reading.

Lucius didn’t bother to knock, he walked into Draco’s room and just stared at him.

“You always cause fights between us, child” he said angrily as he walked towards Draco with fury in his eyes.

“I’m sorry father, it was never my intention. Please… forgive me” Draco said, resting his book on his nightstand and looking into his father’s eyes.

Rage rose in Lucius’s eyes as he reached backward and gave Draco a blow across the jaw, sending him sprawling off of his bed. Draco laid face down on the floor for a moment before lifting himself to face his father. This was the only touch Draco ever received from either of his parents. His father more often then his mother though. Draco stood slowly and moved towards his father. Lucius looked don hon his child, he moved away and sat down on his bed. Draco stopped where his father once stood and looked at him out of the corner of his eye.

“So long” he thought to himself. “So long have I wanted him… So long have I needed his touch” his minded reeled over and over in his head. “I know this is wrong…” his mind told him.

Draco turned to his father again and came towards him. Draco stopped only a mere few inches in front of his father. He stretched out his arms and wrapped them around his father. A simhug hug from a son to father. Lucius’s face reddened. His raised his hand again to his son, but Draco did not flinch from this, and Lucius lowered his hand.

“I’m sorry father” Draco said in a soft tone. He leaned to his father and kissed him lightly on the lips. He put his hands around Lucius’s neck and kissed him deeper.

Lucius, with a sudden movement, pushed his song away with such force that he stumbled backward and fell.

“What are you doing?” Lucius roared to frightened child on the floor.

Draco stood up as if nothing happened and came towards his father again. Lucius glared at his son. Rage poured off him in waves. His fists tightened at his sides. His knuckles went white and his teeth clenched together.

Draco leaned to his father again and whispered into his ear “I need you…” His voice quivered slightly.

Lucius unclenched his teeth long enough to say to his son “That school hasn’t given you an attitude, it has made you a bloody queer!”

Draco took the verbal blow from his father and kissed him again. “I want you” he repeated. Lucius, now furious, finally snapped.

“You want to see what it’s like?” Lucius said angrily.

Draco was taken back and starred into his father’s eyes. No love or compassion was there. But still, Draco nodded slowly. “I need you” he said again.

Lucius again pushed his son to the ground. But this time he came quickly up behind Draco and removed his clothes with such haste he was sure that they had torn. Lucius unfastened his own leggings and harshly forced himself into Draco’s tight opening. Draco screamed at the force of the pain inside him. Lucius was relentless with him. His thrusts uneven and hard. Draco cringed, his back arched and he screamed again. Lucius was beating against Draco’s backside so hard, his hips grinding against his son’s with such force, Draco would not be able to sit or move for a while. Draco knew, by the searing pain, that bruises were already forming around his opening. But still his father showed no mercy to him.

“Is this what you want?” Lucius said to him several times as he thrust deeper yet into him.

Draco buried his face into his carpet to muffle his screams. Hot tears flooded his eyes and streamed down over his cheeks. Draco could feel the seed slowly leaking into him. His father groaned loudly a few times behind him. His hot breath fell upon Draco’s backciuscius slowly reached his hand around Draco and grasped his hardened cock. Draco gasped when his father’s hand slid teasingly up and down Draco’s shaft. Lucius’s strong, worked hand pumped Draco in time with his now even thrusts. Draco closed his eyes and tried to remove the pain in his ass long enough to feel the warmth flowing to his groin. Blood rushed to his hardening cock, as he knew his father was reaching climax, as he was also. Lucius grasped Draco’s cock harder and stroked it faster, his thrusts still kept in sync.

Draco let out a cry then gasped as his father released his seed into Draco. Draco shot over the carpet in front of him and up his stomach of his shirt.

Lucius removed himself from his son sto stood up. He zipped up his pants as if nothing at all had happened. Draco collapsed to his elbows and turned to look up at his father. The pain still lingered as if his father was still in him.

“Now clean yourself up, and this mess” Lucius said with an almost wicked grin.

Draco nodded and shifted to pull his pants up again. He stood up with great difficulty and removed his shirt. Lucius stood in the doorway and watched his son.

Draco turned his back to his father as a tiny smile played across his lips. He had his father, or his father had him. It was just as he had imagined it. And even though the pain was enough to make him break down and cry. The smile never left his lips.


Tell me what you thought! And maybe give me a challenge pairing for Harry Potter that I could do. Or something you would like to see that I could write. I’m open to any suggestions!!!!!!