Thin Line

Sirius sat in a large chair twirling the snake tipped cane.

“Well, well, Lucius, thought you could hide?” Sirius asked, raising his brow. He looked down upon the once proud Slytherin, his hair matted and dirty, his nice clothes now torn.

“Go to hell, Black.” Sirius leaned forward grabbing the man by his collar. “Lucky I am tired or I would have already killed you.” Sirius backhanded him, sending him over on his side. Lucius could taste blood.

“One more word and I will gag you. Which would be a pity, I wouldn‘t be able to hear you beg for mercy.”

“You will never get that from me.”

“Really?” Sirius raised his brow. “Is that a challenge?” Sirius stood, putting the cane on the desk, the wand had already been removed and destroyed. Sirius took a knife out of the desk and opened it. “I will have you begging, mark my words.” Sirius sliced through the ropes around Lucius’ torso. Lucius took that moment to turn around, but Sirius was faster and kicked him down and held the knife to his neck. “Wanting to die so quickly?” Sirius took one of the ropes and tied Lucius’ hands together, then pulled him up. “This way.”

Sirius led him down a hall, then into a room. It was dimly lit, but Lucius could see a bench with four cuffs, a hook hanging from the ceiling, and a box on the wall. The box was closed so he could not see what was inside. Sirius pushed him inside the room and over to he hook, he took his tied hands and placed them on the hook. Taking out his wand, Sirius flicked it and the hook rose a bit. With another flick Lucius’ clothes were gone.

“There, perfect,” Sirius smiled. He walked over the box on the wall and opened it, took something out, and then closed it. “Have you ever been whipped?” Sirius asked walking back over, uncurling a black whip. “Of course you have. That is how Voldemort liked to punish his death eaters, am I right?” Lucius remained silent. Sirius tested the whip out, barely grazing Lucius, making him flinch. “Good, lets begin.”

“How many?” Lucius asked.

“I don’t believe I said.” Sirius pulled back then came down hard on his back. Lucius bit his lip, he refused to let the other man know how much it hurt. Another followed, then another. Lash after last was lain on his back. Each one cutting into his skin, After bit Sirius stopped, wiping his brow. “I will stop only when you beg for me to.” He said, stepping in front of Lucius. The blond looking into his eyes.

“What do you want?” Sirius smiled.

“I want to break you. I want you to fear and love my touch. To let me inside you.” He summoned Lucius cane. It came slapping into his hand. Sirius slipped around him. “Open wide.” he said, before pushing the cane into Lucius’ rectum. Lucius arched away, a little sob coming out.

“Stop…please.” A single tear slid down his face.

“There, now was that so hard, was it?” Sirius licked the tear away as he lowered the hook. He slid the cane out and untied him as he took Lucius over to the bench. “Straddle it,” Sirius commanded. Lucius did as he was told. Sirius went around locking him in cuffs and running his wand down Lucius’ back healing a line here and there, but not all of them.

“You look so good like that, Lucius. Spread out and open for me.” he smiled. “Trembling, not knowing what I will do next. Don‘t worry, Lucius I will not take you yet. I am saving that. But I do want to play a little with you.” Sirius took the cane and pulled out a tube of lube out of his pocket. The Gryffindor slicked the cane before reinserting it back into Lucius. “Beautiful,” he whispered.

Lucius bit his lip to keep from crying out, it didn’t hurt as bad as it did at first, but it still hurt. Sirius stroked Lucius’ hair.

“There, so beautiful. You are gripping it so well,” Sirius crooned.

“Why?” Lucius asked again.

“Because I love you, Lucius.” Sirius tipped his head up and kissed him, the kiss was surprisingly gentle. Sirius moved and unlocked his hands before going over and getting a jar on a the floor near the box.

Sirius came back and unlocked his feet.

“If you try to move I will tie you again.” Sirius helped him off then transfigured the bench into a chair. Sirius sat down. “Come here.” he said, patting his lap. Lucius looked to his lap then down. He slowly walked over, the cane jabbing his insides. “Oh I forgot.” He pulled it out and threw it over his head. It clattered to the floor. Sirius pulled Lucius into his lap, taking the jar he unscrewed the top and dipped his fingers in.

Lucius instantly knew what it was. It was lubricant, the brunette was going to fuck him. Sirius moved his hand around, stroking Lucius’ entrance slowly.

“I know I said I was not going to take you, but I find that I can not stop myself.,” he grinned. Lucius had see that grin before, it was evil and twisted. Sirius pushed two fingers into the other man, twisting them, making Lucius yelled and close his eyes tight. “Just hurrying it up. I want to be in you now.” The brunette scissored him quickly then pulled out. “Up.” Lucius got off of him. “Slick me up.” He said giving the jar to Lucius. The blonde took the jar and coated Sirius’ cock with the slick lubricant. “Enough, turn around.” Lucius turned and sat the jar down to the side. “Sit.” Lucius sat down, feeling a large thing at his entrance, he tightened up. “Relax or this will hurt more.” Lucius bit his lip as he lowered himself. Sirius was too big for such a small prep. Tears slowly came out from under his eye lashes.

“So good, baby,” he said, stroking Lucius’ sides. Lucius let out a whimper. “Oh, baby, it does not hurt that much,” Sirius said, helping him up and brought him back down. “Help me, baby.”

Lucius used his legs to pull himself up and then lowered himself back on Sirius. The man let out a moan behind Lucius, he snaked a hand around and stroked Lucius, who let out a gasp before he could stop it.

“That‘s right, you love it,” he said, thrusting up into Lucius, bouncing the man on his lap. Lucius tried to will his body to stop, to not get aroused by the other man, but his body would not let him, and Sirius kept stoking him. Sirius slid down the chair a bit so he could thrust harder into Lucius.

“I‘m coming, baby,” Sirius said, kissing Lucius’ neck. “Come with me, baby.” Lucius closed his eyes, hiding his humiliation as he came over Sirius hands and on his own chest. Moments later Sirius filled him with his own come. Dropping his head onto Lucius shoulder, he panted to get his breath back.

“Now was that so bad?”