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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
1
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1,055
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Sometimes
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Lucius, Neville, Malfoy manor or anything in the HP world. This is an AU One-shot.
Warning: Slightly out of character.
Neville’s 19 in this; but for those who dislike LMNL pairing…live with it? *puppy eyes*. Slash. Mentioning of homosexuality. A bit of humiliating memory for Draco(don’t kill me…I like him generally! Honestly! ) Not beta-read!
Also exist on my LJ account under nickname not-a-fox !
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It is always the same.
It never quite fits the picture that everyone seems to have for him.
He has never really even dared to actually come out with whom it is he
currently dates.
Who would believe him anyway?
Who would believe that he, clumsy Neville Longbottom, would be dating Lucius Malfoy?
After all…not even Neville himself believes that sometimes.
He constantly shivers whenever they meet in public. Most of his friends thinks his shiveres are because he’s terrified by the man.
But it is really more that he remembers their latest meeting without his friends. Remembering how Lucius could make him writhe with just a mere touch.
How Lucius could make him nearly beg…
Neville stares out of the window and tilts his head as he bites his lip. He did grow up during these nineteen years. At least if one asks his grandmother.
He still don’t quite see it. But he suppose all those time he swam around in the pool his grandmother got for some strange reason has made some result.
Though he still is unsure of which.
His hair…it is not quite as unruly as Harry Potters, but still short and looks as if he had been just shagged…which he probably just had.
He let out a small giggle as his nervous smile broadened slightly and he bit his lip.
Who would knew that the stoic man named Lucius would actually take him in like this? He still remembers the look on Draco’s face when he accidentally stumbled upon Neville and Lucius when they fucked over Lucius desk just the other day.
Though Lucius threatened his son that if he ever told anyone he would do terrible things to Draco…so far no one had found their secret out.
Neville sighed as he stood up and stripped. He stalked over towards one of the doors and opened it, entering a surprisingly simple bathroom. He sank down in the tub with a small happy sigh. Things could not be much better than they where.
He slowly relaxed his thoughts and looked lazily around. 'It seemed that the house elfs had cleaned up from their playtime last night.' He thought as he closed his eyes. He could get used to this. 'Why did Lucius late ex-wife complain about their marriage really?'
Though all play and no rest tends to wear out most humans. Though he is definitely happy that it turned out that Lucius was a high ranked spy for the ministry and the aurors. If he had not been, then Neville doubted that they would have ever gone out.
Slowly he drifted of to sleep in the tub.
That is until he felt two smooth lips upon his. Gnawing on his own for attention. Neville cracked open an eye and saw his lover bend over himself.
“Slept well?” the purring voice of Lucius rang in his ears.
“Defin’ly…” he mumbled tiredly as he sat up a bit straighter.
“Ready for another round in here?”
Neville grinned and grabbed his wand. Mumbling a spell the door closed, shielding their play time from view.
Sometimes life could not be any better than it already was.
Warning: Slightly out of character.
Neville’s 19 in this; but for those who dislike LMNL pairing…live with it? *puppy eyes*. Slash. Mentioning of homosexuality. A bit of humiliating memory for Draco(don’t kill me…I like him generally! Honestly! ) Not beta-read!
Also exist on my LJ account under nickname not-a-fox !
________________________________________________
It is always the same.
It never quite fits the picture that everyone seems to have for him.
He has never really even dared to actually come out with whom it is he
currently dates.
Who would believe him anyway?
Who would believe that he, clumsy Neville Longbottom, would be dating Lucius Malfoy?
After all…not even Neville himself believes that sometimes.
He constantly shivers whenever they meet in public. Most of his friends thinks his shiveres are because he’s terrified by the man.
But it is really more that he remembers their latest meeting without his friends. Remembering how Lucius could make him writhe with just a mere touch.
How Lucius could make him nearly beg…
Neville stares out of the window and tilts his head as he bites his lip. He did grow up during these nineteen years. At least if one asks his grandmother.
He still don’t quite see it. But he suppose all those time he swam around in the pool his grandmother got for some strange reason has made some result.
Though he still is unsure of which.
His hair…it is not quite as unruly as Harry Potters, but still short and looks as if he had been just shagged…which he probably just had.
He let out a small giggle as his nervous smile broadened slightly and he bit his lip.
Who would knew that the stoic man named Lucius would actually take him in like this? He still remembers the look on Draco’s face when he accidentally stumbled upon Neville and Lucius when they fucked over Lucius desk just the other day.
Though Lucius threatened his son that if he ever told anyone he would do terrible things to Draco…so far no one had found their secret out.
Neville sighed as he stood up and stripped. He stalked over towards one of the doors and opened it, entering a surprisingly simple bathroom. He sank down in the tub with a small happy sigh. Things could not be much better than they where.
He slowly relaxed his thoughts and looked lazily around. 'It seemed that the house elfs had cleaned up from their playtime last night.' He thought as he closed his eyes. He could get used to this. 'Why did Lucius late ex-wife complain about their marriage really?'
Though all play and no rest tends to wear out most humans. Though he is definitely happy that it turned out that Lucius was a high ranked spy for the ministry and the aurors. If he had not been, then Neville doubted that they would have ever gone out.
Slowly he drifted of to sleep in the tub.
That is until he felt two smooth lips upon his. Gnawing on his own for attention. Neville cracked open an eye and saw his lover bend over himself.
“Slept well?” the purring voice of Lucius rang in his ears.
“Defin’ly…” he mumbled tiredly as he sat up a bit straighter.
“Ready for another round in here?”
Neville grinned and grabbed his wand. Mumbling a spell the door closed, shielding their play time from view.
Sometimes life could not be any better than it already was.