An Echo Trough the Dark

An Echo Through the Dark

There was a echo in the darkness as the drop of spilled wine landed on the stone floor. The wax of what was once candles covered the cold stone walls. Yet the air was anything but cold.

There were two figures moving about. The moonlight spilled over them, coloring them in shades of gray. The figures were moving. A moan was heard. Then a crash. Glass adorned the floor now, yet the figures moving did not care. A young man was sprawled across a dining table. His long blond hair were ruffled around his head in rivers of softness and silk. His handsome face, half covered by the darkness showed beautiful silver eyes and swollen lips. His breathing was heavy.

“More!”

The plea was directed at the man above him. Short black hair adored his head, ruffled by playful fingers of the younger. His dark eyes reflected lust for the boy beneath him. He jerked forward, his hips slamming into the boy's. The blond screamed his pleasure as he tightened his legs around the powerful dark-haired man.

Tom smirked.

His blonds breathing was harsh. His eyes were closed. His hands were above him, entangled with his hair. His chest gleamed in the moonlight, coated with sweat and saliva. His pale skin was smouldered with love bites. His cheeks were flushed with pleasure and his lips were parted as he breathed. Tom leaned forward and captured those sinful lips with his. His young lover moaned into his kiss.

Then he started his pace again.

Lucius gave him a startled cry. The pleasure was just too much. And then a hand closed around his weeping erection.

With a shout of his Lords name he came all over his stomach. Yet Tom did not stop his movements. His strong buttocks was darting forward again and again with a force behind each thrust. Then he picked the young male up, holding him firmly as he started walking. When he stood, Lucius brought his arms around his lovers neck and pressed his flushed face into the nape of it.

Soon they landed on a soft bed, adorned with silk sheets. Tom resumed his thrusting. His lips found that beautiful neck of the blond. He trailed one hand down the beautiful chest, his fingertips tracing a hardened tip of the blonds nipple. His cute submissive arched into his touch, wanting more. His teeth scraped the pale skin of the blonds neck again. Lucius clenched around him as the pleasure consumed him again.

Tom shuddered and groaned at the pleasure. His eyes took on a red hue. He pulled himself out of the clenching passage. His hands caught Lucius's stray fingers and brought them to his mouth, licking each fingertip slowly. The blonds gaze turned even more needy at the sight. Then Tom tore at the silky sheets, ripping two long pieces of fabric. He tied his lovers hands together with one scrape, while with the other covered his eyes. Then he smiled, knowing his blond couldn't see him do it. He traced his hands over the hard muscles of the boys front, feeling the muscles jump at the contact, and stopped at his sides.

Then he flipped him around.

Lucius yelped but otherwise stayed silent. Tom smirked and moved his hands over his back, tracing the curve of his spine. When his hands stopped at the blonds hips, he positioned himself against the squirming teen and thrust into the heat of him. Then he molded himself into the boys back, his chest pressing against the beautiful back of Lucius Malfoy. His hands rested next to his smaller ones on the bed.

And then he started moving.

He kissed a trail across the neck in front of his lips, stopping at the boy's ear. There he traced his earlobe with his tongue, slowly, and blew in it. He repositioned himself so that he was leaning on one hand and enclosed his lovers erection with the other.

And so he moved and touched and kissed. Lucius made small noises, his breathing heavy. The blindfold over his eyes made him feel everything even more clearly, which overloaded him with pleasure.

After a while Tom started moving more urgently, his pace slightly lost, as he neared his completion. With a groan he burst his seed deep into Lucius, while the young man came all over the hand jerking his cock.

They fell on their sides, Tom hugging Lucius from behind.

After a while their breathing slowed and Lucius squirmed out of Toms embrace. He flinched at the pain in his rear and slowly turned, so he was laying on his stomach. He turned his head in the direction of his master and smiled.

“Master, could you please untie my hands? And remove my blindfold? I have to get back to my dormitory before they notice I'm gone.”

Tom looked at the boy and placed a hand on his back, tracing random patterns into the younger flesh. He watched as his lover shivered and suppressed a moan. With a sigh he sat up and reached for the bonds tying the boys hands together. After he took them off, he pulled him up and placed a kiss on the beautiful lips. While he did so, his hands reached behind the blonds head and untied the scrap of silk, gently taking it off. He removed himself then, and climbed off of the bed.

Lucius slowly opened his eyes and saw that his Lord was already dressed. He looked quickly to the side, suddenly embarrassed. His eyes hurriedly searched the room for his clothes. After he spotted them, he quickly charmed them on and turned to find Tom gone. With a sigh he Disapparated.



As soon as he stepped into his dormitory he noticed the lump on his bed. With a sigh he sat on the edge and shook the lump. A head of black hair peaked out of the covers and looked into his eyes. When the boy saw who it was, he immediately scrambled out of the covers and into the blonds embrace.

Lucius was shocked for but a moment before he hugged the boy back. He faintly heard sniffling but decided to ignore it. After a while the little boy pulled away and mumbled a sorry. Lucius sighed and lifted the boys chin up, revealing the boys almost black eyes.

“Severus don't apologize. Now. What happened?”

The little boy looked at him with wide eyes, and the blond saw his bottom lip tremble.

“Father sent a letter. He wants me to come home for Christmas. I- I don't want to go. Last time I did... He... He...”

Severus looked away and started shaking. Lucius instantly felt sympathy for the traumatized boy. It was clear he was abused. Merlin knows how many times Lucius had to care for the twelve-year-old.

“Sev. Look at me. I promise I will try to get you out of there. My Master will help you. Just be patient alright?”

The little boy slowly nodded and wiped away his tears. He hugged the blond again and Lucius couldn't help but think how cute Severus looked at that moment. With a smile he put his arms around the black-haired potions genius and kissed his head.

“You can stay here tonight.”

The boy murmured something Lucius did not quite catch. Severus was already asleep. With a sigh the blond lay back and drifted to sleep, with his ward in his embrace.



The next time he was summoned was after the Christmas holidays. Severus came back terribly bruised and scared. The light in his eyes was dimmer then before. After a long talk and quite a few tears, Lucius managed to put him to sleep, all the while he kept reassuring the boy he was safe. After the day was at its end and Severus was better his mark burned. He caressed the fragile cheek and ran all the way to the forbidden forest, where he Apparted away.

His Master was waiting for him, already partly undressed. Lucius bowed and remained like that, until he was told otherwise. Then he looked at Tom and said:

“My Lord, if I have your permission to speak?”

“What is it, Pet?”

“It's Severus, Master. He once again came back scarred and bruised. This has to be stopped. That inferior muggle can't just get away with it!”

Tom observed his servant. The boys cheeks were red and his expression was that of a furious wild animal protecting its young. He stood and walked to the infuriated boy, stopping right in front of him. He took him by the shoulders and looked deep into his eyes.

“What is this boy to you?”

“Severus has no one but me. He is the little brother I never had. And it pains me to see him like this. Please master. Help him.” At the end the beautiful voice of his servant cracked.

Tom turned away and let his mind wander. He could feel the heat of the blonds stare on his back. After a while he quietly consented to helping the boy his servant loved so. He received a shock when he felt a body mold into his back and arms circling his abdomen. He stiffened, not believing it. He felt the boys face rub against his spine and shoulder blades, while his mouth murmured “Thank you,” over and over.

So they stood there, one not quite believing what was happening, while the other was grateful.

After a while Tom finally regained his senses and slowly turned around in the younger mans arms. The silver eyes he so adored, were glistened with tears of gratitude and he felt the urge to kiss them.

And he did.

Slowly his lips caressed the closed lids. First the left, then the right. He felt his lover shudder against his body, and smiled slightly. Slowly he lowered his lips to the boys, and captured them in a passionate kiss. He grabbed the thin waist and pulled their groins together. After that, he reached for his wand and spelled their clothes off, eager to feel the soft pale skin against his.

The shock of skin meeting skin only aroused them more. Tom picked Lucius up and made his way to the bed. He practically threw the boy onto it. Then he attacked the beautiful neck, intent on marking him as his. He felt Lucius arch his back and shudder. He smirked against the reddened skin and dragged the tip of his tongue down the blond body. He traced the valleys between his muscles and circled his belly-button.

Then he finally came to the part they both wanted him to be at. With a teasing look he swallowed the erect cock, making Lucius shout. Tom quickly sucked in, then moved to the tip of the reddened cock. He licked it slowly, scooping off the drop of precum, then became impatient.

He climbed back up the boys body, suddenly very, very horny. He forced Lucius to part his legs, ignoring the startled cry he gave him. He grabbed the younger by the waist and positioned himself at the quivering entrance. After he charmed some lube onto his cock, he pushed forward, slowly breaching the tight, unprepared hole.

Lucius was breathing harshly, not quite used to being entered without being stretched. He was grateful that his master gave him time to adjust, even if a little, before he started moving.

Tom watched as Lucius flushed from the slight pain, amazed at the beautiful picture he made. The boy was holding the bed-sheets in an iron grip right next to his head, while his cock twitched and spurted the white liquid he so adored. Tom hesitantly reached for the beautiful blond locks, then entwined his fingers trough the hair, caressing his blonds scalp. He bent over and kissed away a stray tear that, unknown to Lucius, fell out of his silver eyes. He shifted a little and felt the body bellow him twitch and heard the small moan of pleasure.

Lucius just barely had the time to register the smirk that adorned his master face, before he felt hands close around his wrists. Then all he felt was pleasure.

It was amazing, they both decided. How this could could feel so good. And it didn't matter that in just a few months Lucius would be married. His Lord did not care about Narcissa. All he cared about was the fact, that even though there will always be others in Lucius heart, may it be for whatever reason, he will be the one Lucius will return to. Because they both knew, just who Lucius belonged to.

And as the speed of Toms thrusts became grater with each clench of his buttocks, Lucius even forgot about Severus and his abusive father. All he cared about in that moment, was reaching that peak.

And reach it he did.

It was like a dam opened up. The blonds back arched, and his cock spilled out his cum. Tom didn't have time to prepare himself, so when those muscles squeezed around his aching erection, he too came, spilling his essence inside his blond.

They remained that way for a while, trying to control the harsh breaths that escaped them. Lucius gazed at the man, searching with his eyes for any sign, that will tell what now. Tom lowered his lips onto the others and lazily kissed the swollen flesh. His tongue darted out and forced the other to participate in the dance, he dominated. Lucius clung to him, desperate to feel more. But as luck would have it, he had to go.

Tom parted from him and gently pulled out, his cock now soft. He dressed them both with a flick of his wand and took the younger by the shoulders.

“Tell the boy I will expect he joins my cause, if I am to help him. Now go before the old fool notices you are gone.”

“Thank you Master.”

With a pop, Lucius was gone. Tom smirked and poured himself a glass of wine.

This boy will be the death of him.



Lucius rushed to his dorms, knowing Severus was waiting for him. He just opened the door when he found his arms full of the boy he was seeking. He hugged the shaking figure and played with the black hair.

“Severus he said he will help. He said he will help!”

A sob was heard trough the room.

“Really?”

“Yes. Really. All you have to do is join when you are old enough.”

Lucius saw the boys black eyes widen and glisten.

“Thank you.”

And suddenly everything seemed better.