Hiding

Hiding
Pairing: Lucius/Arthur
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Takes place at Ministry. Lucius has unwanted, and expected visitors, so he goes to the last place anyone would ever think to look for him.
Categories: angst, first time, m/m, and comedy at the end
Disclamer: I alas do not own them. They belong to J.K. Lucky girl.


All the “windows” in the ministry showed a gloomy, dark day, although the weather outside was quite a nice and sunshiny day. Arthur suspected that Magical Maintenance wanted a raise. Tomorrow might bring a constant downfall of hail for all he knew. He didn’t care though. It’s not like I’ll see it, he thought as he walked into his small office. Meanwhile…

Lucius had just got wind that very important and very annoying officials were on their way to see him. I’ve got to get out of here, he thought. “Where to go? Where to go?” Weasley’s Office. What?! Merlin, no! I wouldn’t be caught… dead there. “Hmm.” He left with a pop to reappear in front of Arthur’s office. He rushed inside before anyone saw him.

Arthur had just gotten comfortable in his chair before he rushed in. ”Malfoy what on earth are you doing in my office? Get out!”

“Oh come now Weasley, calm down,” Lucius said in return. “So this is what your office looks like form the inside?” He surveyed the room around him then looked back at Arthur. “How do two people fit in this room?”

“Quite fine, actually,” he said. “So what are you doing in my office? Because frankly, I don’t like it.”

“Trust me. I don’t want to be here anymore than you want me here,” he paused for a little moment, “but I’m in a bit of rut. Some semi-important, mostly ridiculous officials are on their way to my office. And considering it’s still morning I don’t think I’m ready for that big of headache just yet. Since this is the last place anyone in their right mind would expect me to be, I’m hiding here until they’re gone.”

Arthur didn’t say anything but merely stared at him for a moment thinking if there was any way of convincing him to go elsewhere. He didn’t see how he could so he said, “I don’t know if I’m feeling unbelievably nice or incredibly stupid but alright. But you can only stay until he (points to empty chair across the room) gets here, and then you leave. Got it?”

“As if you had a choice.” He said.

“Alright then. I’m sure those officials would love to know where you were.” He said starting to stand up.

“Wait! Oh… bullocks! I suppose that will be long enough.” He said with a false sweetness. “Better? Good. Exactly how long do you think that will be? Until he gets here, that is.”

“Probably not for a half an hour or so. I’m kind of early this morning.”

Lucius nodded and seated himself in the empty chair at the middlish part of the room. A slightly awkward silence fell upon them as Arthur worked away and Lucius just sat there in front of his desk. Occasionally he would look up and Lucius would look away. Finally, he asked, “What? Is there something wrong.”

“No, I’m just trying to find something to entertain myself. You’re slightly less boring than grinding my teeth so I’ve chosen to entertain myself with you.”

Arthur sighed, rolled his eyes a bit, and went back to his work as Lucius continued to stare attentively. “You know you really are quite distracting,” Arthur said.

“I didn’t realize my unbelievable good looks got to you that much,” Lucius responded sarcastically.

Arthur barely muffled a laugh. “If I remember correctly you’re the one that came in here unannounced, and unwelcome if I may add, at seven in the morning.”

“Are you implying that I’ve come in here with more intentions than hiding from a bunch of idiots? Or is that what you’re hoping for?”

“No, but now that you mention it I really don’t remember you being the one for hiding.”

“You’re correct there, but it was easier at the moment to just hide than having to put up with it. I just don’t have the patience for it at the moment so can we please drop this?” he finished on an angry note, glaring at him.

He glared back a moment then decided trying to outstare a Malfoy was just plain ridiculous. He stopped trying to work, but Lucius continued to stare. “Now what? Why are you staring at me now?”

Lucius started slightly. “I hadn’t even realized I was,” Lucius smirked and looked down at his hands. He seemed to be thinking about something. He suddenly looked back up at him with a menacing look on his face. “I guess it’s just that you’re a little easier to look at than I remembered.”

Arthur’s brow furrowed a bit. Did he really just come onto me? A concerned and confused look fell upon his face. He finally said, “What exactly did you mean by that?”

“You know what I meant Arthur,” he said in a low, fluid whisper. Arthur was speechless now and even a little embarrassed. A shade of pale pink had covered his face. Lucius stood and walked over to him. He placed a hand on his shoulder. “Close your mouth. It’s not becoming of you,” a soft voice in Arthur’s ear said.

Arthur’s mouth shot closed and gave a low nervous chuckle. “I must confess,” Lucius continued as he moved around him slowly, “that I didn’t intentionally come here for this but now that I’m here it doesn’t seem like such a bad prospect.” He ended with Arthur facing him.

Arthur finally looked into the pale eyes of Lucius and found them considerably less cruel than before. He blinked of confusion and looked down at the floor trying to process what was happening. Lucius forced his head back up and planted a painful kiss on his lips that sent electric fire to both of their groins.

Shocked, Arthur didn’t respond at first, but instinct took over and he kissed back with equal force. Arthur gently licked Lucius’ lip and he took the meaning well. Their tongues slid against each other in a rhythmical way.

They aborted their kiss reluctantly to catch their breaths. Thoughts raced through each of their minds. Their eyes met again and all thought stopped. They went in for another kiss. This time it was a bit gentler than before. (Not much mind you) Lucius began stripping Arthur. In three minutes time they had managed to get everything off of each other. They looked at each other’s beautiful bodies, as they stood naked at Arthur’s desk.

Lucius let a hand slide to Arthur’s side gently and pull Arthur to him. He lightly kissed him on the lips, which surprised Arthur, but the feeling of Lucius’ naked skin against his drove it out of him. Arthur slid his cock against his in an ever so slow way that drove Lucius mad. He reached around to his back and dug short nails into it. Arthur let out a groan of pain mixed with pleasure.

“Did I find a sweet spot?” he said caressing his back where he had left little crescent shapes.

Flame went rushing up Arthur’s back. “Yes,” he said with his voice a little shaky, ”My back is extremely sensitive.”

“Well then,” he said delightedly. He made the lightest of touches as he ran his fingers up Arthur’s back.

His head fell down on Lucius’ shoulder and he moaned intensely. “Please Lucius. Don’t tease.”

“If you say so,” Lucius said malevolently. “Brace yourself.” He spun Arthur around and pushed him down against his desk, knocking a few things off including a picture of wife. With one hand on Arthur’s back, holding him down, he rammed himself into his arse. He screamed a little too loudly as tears swelled in his eyes.

“You know that hurt a bit,” Arthur said through small sobs.

“Well you did tell me not to tease,” Lucius said. “Besides there isn’t that much blood.”

Arthur gritted his teeth excruciating pain enveloped him. After awhile the pain slowly drifted into pleasure. Lucius quickened his pace once he felt that the pain had subsided. Soon they were both being consumed by pleasure.

Lucius angled it just right to where he hit Arthur in just the right spot. He was placing soft kisses on his back that sent chills up his spine. Lucius could feel himself getting closer and closer, but the slow thrusts were keeping him from it.

Lucius quickened his pace wanting his release. He was slamming hard into him. He was close now and Arthur was going insane with pleasure. Arthur felt the familiar feeling of close orgasm.

As Lucius thrust again hitting his prostate he reached his orgasm. Bright, soft blue lights went off in his eyes as the hot, white spurts fell onto his desk, and “Lucius” was heard coming from his tender lips. The clenching of muscles and the sound of his name sent Lucius over the top to, and he came dep inside him as Arthur’s name, too, escaped his lips.

He collapsed on top of Arthur, pinning him to the desk, both covered in hot sweat. Lucius slowly slid his cock out of him and barely succeeding to straighten himself up. Arthur was left on the desk in bewilderment and him trying to catch his breath.

He stood up again. Lucius had just finished clothing himself. “Well, I guess I should be going. They’ve probably gone by now and I’m sure… what’s-his-name will be arriving shortly.”

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right. Guess I should dress then,” he said. Lucius was about to leave, but Arthur put in one last kiss. “For good luck. I guess.”

Lucius chuckled lightly and disapparated leaving Arthur standing naked in his office just as Perkins had walked in.