Wishing on Snowflakes

Title: Wishing on snowflakes.
Author: SM Malfoy.
Warning: Incest.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not mine belongs to J.K.Rowling and respective others.
Summary: A single wish made by Draco is granted on a snowy Christmas Eve.


Draco sat in sadness as he looked at the gifts under the tree. His father was still in Azkaban prison. The lawyers were being paid double to try and free him before Christmas, however there were just as many people in the ministry working to keep him in the small cell, where he would not be a threat.
Draco looked to the empty chair near the fireplace where his father would normal sit and watch as his loved ones opened their gifts from him. For Draco there was always a special gift that would wait until he was alone with his father. He looked at the chair and tried to envision his father sitting in there. Lucius would have a slight smile on his lips as he watched his son unwrap his gifts. If Draco looked up at his father, Lucius would give him a quick wink. The image faded as reality crashed down once more.
Draco stood and made his way to his bedroom, only pausing to touch the door of his father's room. The house-elf ran to put another log on the fire and gather his pajamas. Draco laid down on his bed ignoring the house elf. He stared at the ceiling thinking of how to get his father out of Azkaban before the holidays. He looked out the large windows; it was snowing again. The flakes drifted lazily passed the window sparkling in the light from his room. "I do hope he is freed before Christmas."
The snow continued to fall as Draco fell asleep.

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The wind was cold and the snow was heavy. He did not have a watch but it had to be after midnight. He wrapped his arms around himself for warmth and looked for an unsuspecting witch or wizard that he could steal a wand from. He saw a little witch rushing to get home; most likely her parents did not know she was out of her home. As she made her way past him he tripped her, took her wand and Obliviated her.
In a soft voice he said, "Apparate"

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Draco woke to darkness as he felt someone enter the wards around the manor. The wards did not recognize the person as a threat and let him pass. Draco hopped from the bed, grabbed his wand and ran down the hall.
Draco stopped in front of the door to the sitting room; it was slightly ajar and dim light was coming from the room. Draco cautiously opened the door further and he saw someone sitting in his father's chair. The person was looking at the fire flickering in its hearth. As the man leaned forward to poke at the log, dirty blond hair fell over his shoulders.
"Father?" Draco shouted disbelieving. Draco moved in front of him. Lucius was filthy and still in the prison clothing, but it mattered not to Draco. He wrapped his arms around Lucius like he had wanted to for many nights. Draco held him, running his hands over Lucius, to let his mind know Lucius was real.
Lucius kissed Draco's neck working his way to Draco's mouth, kissing him deeply.
It was hard for Draco, but he ended the kiss. "How did you get out?" Draco asked urgently.
Lucius put his fingers over Draco's lips. "Don't worry yourself. I cannot give you details, the less you know the better." He took Draco's hand and led him up the stairs.
"I want a bath and a change of clothing." He smirked at Draco in his knowing way. He followed Lucius to his rooms and ordered the house elves to fill the bath and make everything as perfect as possible. Lucius laid back on his bed still smirking; Draco could tell he was fighting not to smile widely.
Draco followed Lucius in to his bathroom. His large bath was filled with fragrant, hot water. Lucius undressed and looked to Draco. "You are still clothed."
Draco smiled and started stripping as Lucius sat into the bath. As he sat on the edge of the tub ready to lower himself in, Lucius moved and started running feather touches up and down the inside of Draco's legs. Draco sighed, content with the familiar touch of the soft hands. Lucius moved closer to Draco's now hard cock teasingly, but did not touch him. Lucius' head lowered and gave Draco a long lick up his hard shaft and sucked the head.
Draco's knuckles where white from the grip he had on the edge of the tub trying to keep himself from falling. His father saw the pleasant reaction and swirled his tongue around the top of the head. Draco gasped and his head fell back. Lucius took all of Draco's cock into his mouth and moved his tongue in erotic patterns, pulling moans and gasps from Draco.
Draco arched his hips to get more of Lucius's sinful mouth on him. Lucius pinned Draco's hips down and took him into his throat and sucked hard making Draco come.
As Draco came back to the here and now, Lucius sank back in to the tub pulling Draco in to his arms. Draco took the bath sponge and cleaned his father's chest and arms. Then he took a small pitcher and a bottle from a marble shelf. Draco poured water to wet Lucius's hair then added the shampoo. He moved to set behind Lucius and started to lather it to heavy foam, caressing and nipping at his neck and shoulders as he washed his father's hair. He rinsed the perfumed soap from Lucius's hair the slivery mane shined brilliantly.
Draco moved it aside and wrapped his arms around Lucius and kissed the back of his neck. He moved his hands to caress and pinch at his father's peeked buds. Lucius laid back against Draco to give him easier access. As Draco's hand made lazy circles working his way down, he bit and licked, making marks to claim again what was rightfully his. Lucius moaned and put a hand behind Draco's head and pulled him in for a kiss.
Draco lifted one of his father's legs to get to his opening. He lightly ran a finger around the pucker outside. Lucius arched his back, breaking the kiss for much needed air. As Lucius turned to face him, Draco moved him so Lucius was straddling him. Lucius ground his erection in to his son's. Draco felt the beat of his father's heart as he lapped at the hard nubs on Lucius's chest. Lucius pulled Draco further down so that their hips were flush.
After he coated Draco's member with bath oil, Lucius positioned Draco's cock to his entrance and he slowly moved down onto it. Lucius started at a slow pace so he could get accustomed to the feeling and stretched his long neglected hole. As that past, Lucius quickened his pace feeling Draco push up as he moved down.
Draco motioned for Lucius to turn around and take hold of the side of the tub. Draco re-entered him and reached for his fathers cock. He stroked it in time with his thrusting. Lucius did not know what he wanted more; the hand teasing or Draco pounding in to him. Draco squeezed the head of Lucius's cock and with a low growl Lucius came. Draco felt Lucius's channel tighten and with a few more thrusts Draco followed.


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Draco laid on Lucius's bed with his arms wrapped around his father, who was asleep. Draco could not believe his father was home. He looked through a space in the bed curtains and saw that the snow had stopped. Draco drifted to sleep with thoughts of his father sitting in his chair tomorrow where he belonged.
Fin