The Favor

The visitor felt a cold draft as he entered the dungeon. He had stilled himself against it, but he still felt a slight twinge whenever he entered this part of Hogwarts.

The Potions Master shuddered as he was leaning over his cauldron. He knew this could only mean one of a few things. This is why Severus Snape didn't show the least bit of surprise when Lucius Malfoy walked through his classroom door.

"What do you want?" snarled Snape. "Now now, my dear friend. Is that anyway to treat a guest?" retorted Malfoy, in his typical condescending tone. "I'm not sure what you are, but you are certainly not my guest," Snape answered coldly, trying to intone that this conversation had better come to an end soon.

Malfoy waited, seeing if he could bait Snape into speaking further, maybe insulting him again. However, Snape was no longer even paying attention to Malfoy, he had focused his attention yet again on his cauldron. Malfoy knew he wasn't going to get Snape to accidentally say anything, but still he waited.

Finally Malfoy broke the silence. "Let us get straight to business." Snape winced slightly, reminded that his colleague and enemy was still there watching him. At which point, Snape realized he had no idea what this business concerned. Snape replied in his most smug voice, "And what, may I ask, can I do for you?"

Malfoy let the air thicken before he answered. "I heard a rumor and wanted to know if it was true." Snapes thoughts slowly shuffle through rumors he had heard recently, but nothing seemed important enough to catch the attention of Lucius Malfoy, so he kept quiet. Malfoy continued speaking, "I hear that you don't exactly appreciate the finer sex." As Malfoy said this, he moved in closer to Snape, almost close enough to touch the Potions Professor if he wanted to.

Snape heard Malfoy's robes rustle as he moved closer. He didn't entirely know how to respond to the man's accusations of him. It's not that they weren't true; it's just that Snape didn't go about yelling his sexual preferences all over the wizarding world. Snape heard a noise and was drawn out of his thoughts. Malfoy was tapping his foot, clearly waiting for some sort of response.

"Of what importance is it to you?" Snape replied at last. Malfoy stood, staring at Snapes back as he continued to stand over his table. "Oh, I may have use for it. It's not often I meet men who fancy me." Snape spun on his heels. "And why do you think I would ever fancy you?" Lucius smiled. "Oh come now, I'm clearly the most attractive man you know. I'd imagine you wank off to my picture every morning and then again after you have Draco in class."

Snape could feel his face turning red in anger. He had never thought of Lucius in that way, and especially never Draco. Draco was a student after all, and students were vile things. Although, he did have an uncanny resemblance to his father. And, there was something sort of beautiful about that long blonde hair... No, he most definitely did not ever think that way about Lucius.

Lucius just looked at Snape for the moment. Snape stared back into Lucius' cold eyes and something in him stirred. Lucius grinned at Snape, knowing he had enticed his long time colleague. Snape looked down Lucius' body. "Does Narcissa do it for you these days, Malfoy?" Snape grinned, knowing Lucius hated to be reminded of his bond with Narcissa, even though they remained married.

Lucius made a slight snarl, and then regained his composure. "Not so much, but I make do." Snape didn't make lose his grin, but frowned internally. He was hoping to catch Lucius off guard, make him feel vulnerable. Lucius continued, "I make do with whatever presents itself." Snape felt the sensation inside him grow, he was sensing this could be an interesting, new possibility.

"I didn't know you were so indifferent when it came to this sort of thing. I would have thought you had standards." Snape winced a little, even though it was he himself who had said it. Even though it was unexpected, he would have wanted Lucius to choose him, and not just because he'd be an easy choice. Lucius responded cooly, "I do have standards, but that doesn't mean I don't pay attention to my surroundings." Snape held his breath for a second, not sure of what to make of this. He slowly let it out, hoping Lucius wouldn't notice.

Lucius moved forward another bit, pinning Snape loosely to the table. "And, I see this being an interesting point in my surroundings." Snape caught his breath a second time. He didn't bother to try and hide it when he finally exhaled. Lucius' gaze seemed even more predatory than usual while he was looking at Snape.

Snape leaned ever so slightly forward, and Lucius quickly took his opportunity to lean in and kiss the man roughly. In an instant, hands and mouths were everywhere. Both men were biting and fondling the other. It was a frenzy of sexual tension. Soon, all robes and garments were on the floor. Every bit of Snape's work had been shoved off the table, leaving a pile of papers and spilt chemicals on the floor.

Lucius roughly lifted Snape onto the table, biting and sucking his nipples the whole time. Snape had his head tilted back, writhing in pleasure and agony. In a moment, Lucius moved his hand to encompass Snape's member. Snape let out a low groan and pulled on Lucius' long, blonde hair. Lucius responded by gripping tighter and moving his hand up and down Snape's shaft.

After a few minutes of this, Snape whispered "I want you inside me." Lucius moaned in response, and begin to pull Snape back off the table. Lucius leaned Snape against the table, still stroking him off and on, but moving his other hand around to cup Snape's ass. Lucius groaned as he spread Snape's ass and begin to press into him.

Snape moaned while Lucius slowly pressed into him. Lucius begin moving his hips back and forth, completely entering and then nearly leaving the Potion's Master. Snape moan in response to each movement Lucius made; a solid, fulfilling moan when he was filled and a softer more yearning moan when Lucius wasn't inside of him.

The two men went on like this for a few minutes, Lucius moving in and out of Snape while moving his own hand up and down Snape's stiff member. Lucius would occasionally play with Snape's nipples or bite his neck. Each new feeling inciting a new sound from his acquaintance. Snape was in heaven. He hadn't ever known he wanted Lucius Malfoy, but it could only have been because he hadn't ever thought it could be this good.

Finally Snape felt Lucius let go inside of him, and did the same, covering the table he was leaning on in a puddle of his juices. Lucius slowly pulled out of Snape and let his hands fall away. Snape pushed back against Lucius, hoping to regain his touch, but Lucius was too quick. He had grabbed up his clothes and was in the hurried process of redressing.

Snape felt heart-broken, if that was the right word. He didn't think any kind of lover should simply leave afterwards, yet that's what Lucius appeared to be doing. However, Snape kept his grim facade, not wanting Lucius to know he felt slighted. It would only be a cause of torment later.

Lucius turned to Snape. "This has been an interesting opportunity." Then he turned on his heels, robe fluttering in the still dungeon air, and proceeded to walk straight out the door.

Snape was left with his thoughts, naked, dripping both men's juices. He pondered just what had happened this evening, thinking of how this ordeal began only an hour or so ago. However, he didn't get very far before he was distracted by a warm feeling coming from his groin and he realized how hard he was again just thinking about it. He made his way into his office to treat himself to a nice wank before going to bed and dreaming of that long, blonde hair.