FIC :: BUTTER
Title: Butter
Author: MyWhiteDecember
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Lucius/Harry (Bottom!Harry)
Warning(s): SLASH!! PWP!! OOC!! RIM!! CROSSDRESS!!
Summary: Harry takes a long time getting ready in the morning, even longer than Lucius does. I wonder why... (challenge #36)
Disclaimer: They're not mine!! WAAAH *hangs onto random strangers and cries*
A/N: So, this is a response for a challenge in hdlmfqf:
#36. Harry takes a long time getting ready in the morning, even longer than Lucius does.
Enjoy!
BUTTER
It was ten in the morning, one hour past their usual breakfast timing.
Lucius and Draco sat at the huge marble table in the dining room, waiting for the third occupant of Malfoy Manor to come down to breakfast, so that they can all start together.
Lucius had left his husband, Harry Potter, in their room and had come down by himself at the insistance of the 'Lady' Malfoy. He had gone up again four times already to check on Harry and make sure he was alright, but the bedroom door was locked and when he had called Harry from outside the room, he had been shooed back downstairs. Harry had said that he was still getting ready, which of course astounded the blond man - even he and his son put together didn't take that much time looking acceptable in the mornings!
Now the two older Malfoys were waiting for the younger one to come, and he had better come soon or else Draco was going to forget all Malfoy ethics and break down the door and drag his 'mother' out of that room.
Just as Draco decided to do just that, the great oak double doors opened and in came the most beautiful thing either Malfoy had seen.
She was small and had unruly ebony hair that came to just below her jaw, beautiful emerald green eyes, and the most delicious, smooth, honey coloured skin. The girl was dressed in a short, frilly white and baby pink frock, looking truly like a ten year old if she didn't have that mischevious look in her eyes and didn't walk quite so seductively. It even had a pretty little bow at the back!
Her hairless legs were covered in black stockings that came up to mid-thigh and were held up by a black garter belt. The shoes were baby pink and had flat heels.
The green eyes were outlined with black eyeliner, her cheeks were alight with a light blush, and her full pouty lips glistened with strawberry lip gloss.
She was, in short, the definition of beauty.
Both Malfoys sitting at the table just stared, their eyes glued to her body as she walked closer, her curvy hips swaying provocatively. What made them realise exactly who she was, was the wedding ring on her finger.
Lucius' gaze turned lustful while Draco's got incredulous when they recognised Harry Potter. He smiled sweetly at them and took his place on Lucius' right with a completely innocent look. The eldest man growled low in his throat, his desire to take his husband right now, right here in front of his son becoming almost unbearable.
Draco shook his head and said, "For God's sake, Harry! I mean look at you! And you're even wearing pink nailpolish!" Draco pointed out when Harry picked up an apple. This observation only served to elivate Lucius' lust.
Then the three Malfoys started eating, Lucius terribly aroused, Draco sorry for himself, and Harry feeling all innocent and smug.
Lucius really tried to keep in control, he did, but when Harry started licking and sucking a cherry covered in chocolate, the man felt the leash on his restraint snap. He reached one hand out and clutched Harry's thigh, then moved it upwards beneath the skirt to feel what he was wearing underneath.
At Harry's wanton moan, Draco snapped out of the numb disbelief he had sunk into while watching Harry play with the cherry.
"Oh my God!" Draco yelled and immediately fled the room to try scrub his brain clean of this memory.
Lucius swept everything off the huge table, not caring about the sound of breaking glass and china and the clattering of knives and forks. He pulled Harry out of his chair and threw his on top of the table. The blond man knelt on the table between his little husband's legs, and ran his hands up and down the stocking covered thighs, making Harry moan and gasp.
"Oh Harry, you have no idea how incredible you look", whispered Lucius as he leaned down to kiss Harry full on the mouth.
Tongues entwined desperately together as Lucius pushed Harry's frock up, revealing the tiny, black, lacy panties he was wearing. Lucius looked down to get a look and growled animalistically. Harry moaned just by hearing that noise and buried his fingers in his husband's silky blond hair, pulling him down for another hungry kiss.
Little by little, they unclothed each other, but Lucius kept Harry's stockings and garters on. Harry grinned; he had known Lucius would love them. The man smirked when he saw that Harry's whole body was devoid of hair - even the sparse pubic hair was gone.
Lucius made his way down Harry's body, touching him all over with his hands and lips and tongue. Harry was squirming and moaning wantonly, and that only served to make the blond more horny.
When Lucius reached Harry's cock, he ignored it and pushed Harry's legs up and apart, holding them there against his chest. Harry spread his legs even further, happy to give Lucius all the access he needed.
Lucius grabbed the boy's cheeks and splayed him open. He groaned when Harry's pink hole was exposed and dived straight down to it and started eating Harry's arse greedily.
Harry whimpered and bucked his hips as Lucius licked and sucked at his hole, his face buried in Harry's arse. A high keening sound left Harry's parted lips when he felt a slick, hot tongue push its way in past the tight ring of muscles.
The blond started tongue-fucking Harry as the small brunet writhed and screamed in pleasure. He was sure that Draco could hear Harry in whatever secluded room he had hid himself in to escape the tortures of his father fucking a boy younger than Draco himself.
He knew Harry was close, very close, so he pulled his tongue out of his lover, ignoring the protesting whine that ensued and looked around for something to use as lubricant since his wand was in his robes that was flung off to somewhere and he couldn't be bothered to look for it right now.
Lucius spotted a slab of butter just above Harry's head and grabbed it. He carved off a little from the yellow block and spread it all over his thick cock, the butter melting quickly at the heat. He pushed two butter coated fingers into Harry and started preparing him.
He then put Harry's feet on his shoulders and positioned himself at the brunet's entrance and pushed in. Harry winced slightly as the huge cock penetrated him. Once fully inside Harry's tight, hot passage, Lucius leaned over Harry and kissed him gently on the lips. He bent his head and caught a tight pink nipple in his mouth and sucked it a bit before bracing himself on the table and pulling almost all the way out. He paused a little then slammed into Harry's arse, his heavy balls colliding with the round buttocks.
The boy held onto Lucius' broad, muscled back, his painted nails digging painfully into the skin as Lucius pounded into him. He was moaning and screaming and thrashing under the much bigger body while the man's thrusts sent him a couple of inches up the table each time.
As the blond hit his prostate again, Harry was thrown over the edge and came hard, screaming Lucius' name, his nails drawing blood from the pale back.
The combination of Harry's clenching passage around his large cock and the whole situation of Harry cross dressing so prettily for him made him tense and come inside the boy's arse in thick hot streams.
He pulled out of Harry once he had caught his breath, and watched smugly as his semen dribbled out of Harry's tiny hole.
Harry lay there for a while in an orgasm induced haze, then curled up on top of the table and went to sleep. Lucius smiled affectionately at his adorable Harry as he pulled his robes on after cleaning himself with a charm. He cleaned the sleeping boy as well and proceeded to carry him bridal style, completely naked if not for the garters and stockings, through the many corridors of Malfoy Manor to the master bedroom.
He layed his husband gently down on the bed and after shedding his clothes, climbed onto bed behind Harry, spooning him up against his broad chest.
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Meanwhile, somewhere else in the Manor, one Draco Malfoy was huddled up on his bed with the sheets up over his head and two pillows covering his ears.
The sounds had been so loud and disturbing, especially when Harry was screaming his father's name like a little girl, that he had forgotten how to put up a silencing charm.
He should remind them to keep their private love life private, next time.
And, he reminded himself, never set foot inside the dining room again!
~fin