HP fic: Apprentice [Harry/Lucius, adult]
Title: Apprentice Author: celandineb Fandom: HP Pairing: Harry/Lucius Rating: adult Length: 1039 words Warnings: rimming Summary: Lucius teaches Harry a new skill. Note: For quill_it, 100.3, prompt 100, "shameless". A sequel to "Repayment".
Before the past month, Harry would never have imagined that the proud Lucius Malfoy would be quite so shameless when it came to sex. Harry understood the sense of honour that had caused Lucius to agree to teach Harry anything he wanted to know about sex between men, in repayment for Harry having saved Draco's life, but the enthusiasm with which Lucius carried out their bargain was all but unbelievable.
Now and then Harry wondered whether Lucius had guessed just why Harry was so anxious to learn everything he could. Lucius resembled his son so closely that at times it was all Harry could do to keep from crying out Draco's name in moments of passion. Not that Harry even knew whether Draco returned his desires -- he was still working up the courage to ask Draco out -- though he had several reasons to suspect that might be the case. As long as Draco never found out about Harry's involvement with his father...
Tonight Lucius had suggested that it was time for Harry to learn about rimming. It hadn't taken long to master the cleaning charm that Lucius recommended, and now Harry knelt, waiting for Lucius to demonstrate. After that he would practice on Lucius.
"Lovely," Lucius murmured from behind Harry, his fingertips stroking Harry's arsecheeks, gently parting them. Harry felt the warmth of Lucius's breath on his skin, and then the even warmer wetness of Lucius's tongue tracing along his crack.
With conscious effort he relaxed. Lucius had sworn that the charm would take care of any unpleasant taste or odour, and said that Harry must simply concentrate on the sensation.
It did feel amazingly good as Lucius's tongue teased at his puckered opening, slowly working its way inside. Harry pushed back against him a bit, wanting more, and Lucius responded by wriggling his tongue and suckling the ring of muscle. His fingers stroked Harry's perineum and the backs of his bollocks. Harry groaned.
"Oh, yeah, I don't see how anyone could dislike this."
He turned his head sideways so that he could see the two of them in the mirror, Lucius's face pressed against Harry's arse, his hair falling in a pale curtain against Harry's thighs. The sight aroused him even more: the realization that this man, who had once upon a time made his contempt for and hatred of Harry clear, now had his tongue deep in Harry's arsehole, and gave every evidence of enjoying it, if his erection was any indication.
Harry's own cock was only half hard at the moment. Lucius's lessons had allowed Harry to discover that although he enjoyed very much having both fingers and cock inside him, he didn't generally stay hard during such arseplay, though he could reach the brink of orgasm quite quickly afterward.
Lucius had changed what he was doing, and was now flickering his tongue just around the rim of Harry's arsehole, no longer delving inside. That felt good as well, but Harry decided that he preferred it when Lucius's tongue penetrated more deeply. He paid close attention, however, to all the different types of movements that Lucius was demonstrating, trying to figure out exactly what Lucius was doing with his lips and tongue to make Harry experience the sensations he did. Even with the mirror, he couldn't really see any specifics, so he had to guess.
Eventually Lucius pulled away. "I'm afraid that's all I can manage for now," he said, his voice matter-of-fact enough to be not quite apologizing. "My jaw has grown tired. I doubt I could do a good job if I continue."
Harry nodded, accepting the explanation. "My turn, then, and be sure that you talk to me through it of that I don't miss any techniques."
One good thing about Lucius was that, unlike Harry, he could maintain an erection and even come with Harry's fingers or cock in his arse. Harry assumed it would be the same with rimming. That meant that Harry could be sure that Lucius was teaching him with integrity, not deceiving him for some purpose of his own.
The cleaning spell had worked. Harry could taste nothing offensive, just the same faint muskiness that he always smelled on Lucius. He ran his tongue in circles around the tiny hole, noting the difference in texture from the rest of Lucius's skin. Under his enthusiastic licking and suckling, Lucius's sphincter relaxed until Harry was able to curl his tongue and use it like a miniature prick, fucking Lucius open. He planned to put his actual prick there soon; if he made Lucius wet and open enough, perhaps he would see what it was like without lube.
"Try wriggling your tongue now," said Lucius, and inhaled sharply when Harry obliged. "Oh yes, like that. Remember, not all men enjoy exactly the same things, but I've never done it to someone who hasn't liked it."
Harry could not reply, his mouth being rather busy at the moment, but he filed that and Lucius's subsequent comments and suggestions away. He began to understand why Lucius had complained about his jaw becoming tired, too, and when the ache became too much, he pulled back, wiping his mouth.
"Stay there," he told Lucius.
He gave his cock a few quick tugs to bring it back to full hardness, checked to see that Lucius was also still aroused, and put the head against Lucius's loosened opening.
It felt rather different with no lube, tighter, more like jerking himself off with just spit in his palm. He decided he preferred a bit more slickness, and murmured the lubrication charm even as he kept thrusting. Lucius sighed in evident pleasure.
"Thank you."
Harry shrugged. "I like this better."
He was so excited from all they had done that it was very little time before he came deep in the heat of Lucius's body, reaching around to stroke Lucius's cock and ensure that he came, too. Not that Harry thought Lucius would renege on their agreement if he didn't reach orgasm each time, but it seemed only fair. Besides, if he ensured that Lucius enjoyed the experience, he would have more potential leverage over him in the future. Whatever else, he didn't want Lucius telling Draco about this.