The Dangers of the Ticky Box
Name: The Dangers of the Ticky-Box Author:melfinatheblue Rating:NC-17 Characters:Lucius, Severus, Draco, Bill Weasley, Narcissa, and random aurors Prompt: Guilty from my 25prompts table Warnings: smut, slash, incest, dubcon, Word Count: 1450ish Summary: The ticky box continues its plan to take over the world via smut. Now that it has corrupted Lucius and Severus, it has set its sights on Draco and Bill. Author's Note: This is a sequel to Ticky Box Threesome, which you can find on lj here or ij here. This fic decided to be about serious things (or as serious as you can get where there is a ticky box involved.) Severus and Lucius sat together quietly, both staring at the innocent-looking ticky box. They were both naked and sweaty and exhausted, and Lucius' pale skin showed the clear evidence of Severus' hands and mouth.
"So, Lucius, was there a particular reason you showed up tonight, or were you just really bored?"
"Oh, Draco. Is he here?"
"No. Haven't seen him in weeks."
"Blast it. I need to go find him."
"Why?"
"He ran off with his newest paramour. He simply refuses to understand the rules."
"And what are they?"
"Marry a girl, get her pregnant, and then I don't care if you decide to start buggering donkeys so long as I have a grandson."
"Simple enough."
"I certainly think so. Not to mention the fact that Narcissa's not going to give either of us a moment of peace until she has a grandchild or two."
"So who's he run off with?"
"A Weasley of all people."
"Which one?"
"William, I think his name is."
"And your plan is?"
"Drag Draco kicking and screaming back to the Manor."
"Perhaps I could offer a suggestion or two?"
"I'm listening."
"Bill Weasley is stubborn as a mule. He will never willingly let you take Draco, and will do everything in his power to be with Draco. So, unless you're considering locking Draco in a bank vault, sooner or later they'll figure something out. But if you show Bill something better than Draco, he might just drop him. Draco will be heart-broken, and you might even get him into a woman's knickers at that point. Alternately, you could involve Bill's wife..."
"Ex-wife. I already checked that angle."
"So, we introduce Bill to the ticky box, and possibly ravish every orifice he has while we're at it, and problem solved."
"How exactly does this solve anything?"
Severus had to stop and think for a moment.
"I have to admit, it probably doesn't. But it does sound appealing, doesn't it?"
Lucius frowned. He knew there was something wrong with Severus' plan, but for the life of him, couldn't come up with an objection.
"Yes, yes it does."
"So, let's go find Bill and Draco and ravish them."
Lucius knew, just knew there was something wrong with that, with ravishing Draco. But what was it, and why did it sound so appealing, and why was he in the Leaky Cauldron and Severus' hand was on his arse and he'd never allow that in public but it didn't seem to matter and...
"Lucius? Earth to Lucius?"
He shook his head to clear it. It had gotten very foggy there for a moment.
"Lucius? They're in room 112. Come along."
Severus pulled Lucius up the stairs. He was looking forward to the ravishing. Some part of his brain was screaming about how ravishing his godson was wrong, and what the hell was he thinking, but it wasn't very loud, and the rest of his brain was extremely interested in ravishing anyone and everyone he could get his hands (and the ticky box) on. He quietly unlocked the door and burst into the room, dragging Lucius along with him. Draco was thrusting into Bill, who was on all fours. It was a pleasant picture, but Severus knew how to make it even better. He shoved a startled Draco off his partner and the bed, got his pants open, and thrust into Bill.
"Father, Uncle Severus, what the FUCK?!"
Lucius grabbed Draco and started kissing him, even as Draco struggled against him. He pushed Draco against the wall, and held him there, until Draco bit him, drawing blood from Lucius' lower lip. Lucius broke the kiss, cursed, and threw Draco onto the bed. Draco tried to scramble away, but Lucius grabbed his ankle. Draco started kicking Lucius, while shouting.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Father, STOP!"
Lucius seemed to not hear Draco's protestations. He pinned Draco to the bed, and carefully placed the ticky box over Draco's rapidly softening penis. Draco arched his hips up in pleasure and Lucius smiled.
"See, I knew you'd love it."
Lucius then grabbed the lube sitting by the bed, covered his fingers in it, and began to stretch Draco's anus.
Bill managed to turn his head, and realized that a) Draco was no longer the person fucking him, and that b) Lucius Malfoy was about to sodomize his own son. The relentless pounding into his arse and his own extreme arousal were extremely distracting, but he reached for his wand anyway. This had to be stopped, no matter how amazingly good it was.
"Stupefy!"
Everyone in the room was stunned in a matter of seconds as two Aurors burst in.
"Dear Merlin, this is an advanced case. Good thing we caught it before it spread too far."
One of them grabbed the ticky box with tongs and put it into a lead-lined casket. The other one called down the stairs...
"We've neutralized the threat, but these four all need to go to St. Mungos."
"Damn, is that Severus Snape?"
"And Lucius Malfoy, and his son, and from the looks of things we caught it just in time."
"Shit. I mean I always suspected he was a little weird, but buggering his own son."
"Jason, remember. The ticky box exerts a powerful mind-control effect. I rather doubt that Lucius Malfoy would bugger his son of his own volition."
"If you say so."
The other Auror shook his head, and covered Draco and Bill with blankets. Two more men brought stretchers in, and the four were loaded upon them and transported to St Mungos via floo.
Lucius groaned and clasped his head. He had the mother of all migraines, and from the way Narcissa was staring daggers at him, he'd done something incredibly stupid. He tried to remember what had happened the previous night...
"Well, you're awake. Do you remember what you did?"
"I went to see Severus. Something about looking for Draco. And then it's very fuzzy."
"You had sex. With Severus, and with a ticky box, and then you almost sodomized Draco. How completely idiotic are you?"
"Oh Merlin."
"Oh Merlin is right! If the Aurors hadn't burst in when they did, I shudder to think what would have happened! This is the last straw, Lucius! I WANT A DIVORCE!"
Lucius buried his head in his hands. He was simply not equipped to deal with this right now. He heard Narcissa flounce out.
"Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck."
Draco stuck his head in the door. He'd heard his mother yelling, and decided to see how his father was.
"I hope you're happy."
"No, I'm horrified. I can't remember what I did, but Draco, please believe that I would never, ever do anything like that to you."
"I don't blame you, father. I blame Uncle Severus for being an idiot and experimenting with something so dangerous without the proper safeguards. You didn't really hurt me, and you were under the ticky box's control. Though I think Mother may be a bit peeved."
"That would be the understatement of the century. She wants a divorce."
Draco walked into the room and to Lucius' bedside. He patted Lucius on the hand.
"Give her a while to calm down, and let me talk to her. I'll make her see that you really do feel extremely guilty about the entire thing."
"Draco, I'm sorry."
Draco brushed the hair out of his father's face.
"I know you are, and that you only want the best from me, but Father, you need to let me live my own life. I promise you, you and mother will have grandchildren, and they will be of proper Malfoy blood, but I'm not willing to enter into a loveless marriage to get them. I want the same thing you've had with mother, and I think I've found it with Bill. I know it's not something you approve of, but I hope my happiness is worth more to you than that."
"Draco, I..."
"Just think about it, father, and trust me. There's more than one way to have a child, after all. You raised me well, now you have to let me make my own choices. Now get some rest. You'll be discharged tomorrow."
He ruffled his father's hair, just like his father had done to him many times, kissed him on the cheek, and left the room, closing the door behind him. He knew that sooner or later his father would come to the correct decision.