sg (snapesgirl) wrote in hp_may_madness, @ 2013-05-11 22:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | #madness2013, author: snapesgirl, kink: drunk sex, kink: first time, kink: oral sex |
may11 The First Time
Title: The first time
Author: snapesgirl
Characters or Pairing: Lucius/Rabastan
Word Count: 1441
Rating: NC-17
Kink: drunk sex, first time, blow jobs
Author's Notes: Unbeta'd, let me know of mistakes.
Lucius Malfoy watched various members of the elite move around the room. He wanted to slump in a chair and wallow in misery. The questions of why and how and what was his father thinking kept running around in his head.
"Knut for your thoughts," Rabastan Lestrange stood next to Lucius and tried to figure out what held the older male's attention.
"My thoughts are worth far more than a paltry knut." Lucius looked down his nose at Rabastan.
"Fine, keep them to yourself. I can find more amusing company." Rabastan started to walk away.
"Very well, perhaps you can explain to me what my father is thinking."
Rabastan pursed his lips while watching the elegant blond man. Tipping his head to one side, he chewed on his lower lip.
"What are you doing," Lucius asked.
"I'm watching him and Orion Black. I believe they are contemplating having aunt Walburga committed to St. Mungo's."
"I doubt that is what they are discussing. Look how close they stand and how my father touches Black's arm."
"Lucius, are you jealous of Black or of your father?"
"How dare you imply such a thing?" Lucius fought to keep his voice low.
"I am called Bast for a reason and it isn't because I was born on the wrong side of the blanket." He bumped his shoulder against Lucius'. "Come home with me. I know where father keeps his vodka."
"Vodka? How common," Lucius sneered.
"It's a present from the Dolohov family," Bast quipped. He began to walk away.
"Do not be hasty." Lucius touched him on the arm. "I might be persuaded to sample this beverage."
Bast smirked at him and led the way out of the ballroom.
"Your family's estate or townhouse?" Lucius asked as they walked to the apparition point.
"Estate," Bast quipped just before disapparating.
Lucius followed his host to a country house in the lake district. He paused to admire a fountain before walking up the drive to the house.
"Rabastan, will we be interrupted while we are here?"
"No, Roddy is with the parents at Black's soiree. I think the parents are going to try to marry him off to the middle Black sister." Bast opened the door and gestured for Lucius to enter. He closed the door before leading Lucius down a corridor to the study.
"This hardly looks like the beverage is hidden." Lucius flopped into a chair and stretched his legs out.
"Make yourself at home," Bast smirked. He crossed the room to a side table and opened a decanter. A section of wall next to the fireplace opened. Bast whistled while going to the hidden compartment and removing a bottle of clear beverage. He tapped the opening closed.
"Salute." Bast opened the bottle and drank from it.
Lucius grimaced in disgust.
"Best way to drink it is straight from the bottle." Bast gave the bottle to Lucius. "Now tell me what really has you worried."
"How…that is, why would a man be interested in another man?"
"That's easy, only a bloke knows what feels best." Bast plopped onto the sofa and reached for the bottle.
"Have you ever been intimate with a man?" Lucius watched him drink.
"Certainly, have you?" Bast returned the bottle to Lucius.
"Never." Lucius downed more of the beverage. It warmed him and made his problems seem trite.
"We should remedy that. Then you can have an informed opinion." Bast took the bottle from Lucius and drank. He passed the bottle back.
"This is really good," Lucius said before taking another drink.
"Trust me, vodka makes every thing better. So, do you think your father and Orion Black are an item?"
"I know they are more friendly than most." Lucius glowered at his boots. He noticed they needed polished.
Bast took the bottle and drank more. "Lucius, do not disapprove of something when you don't know what it's like."
"How does one gain an opinion on this topic?" He tried to grab the bottle and almost fell out of his chair.
"Let's sit on the floor." Bast slid off the sofa and patted the carpet next to him.
Lucius oozed out of the chair and leaned against Bast. When he tried to grab the bottle, Bast set it off to the side, out of Lucius' reach.
"Hold still a moment," Bast whispered. He cupped Lucius' face and softly kissed him. "Just relax and be in the moment." Bast nibbled on Lucius' lower lip.
Lucius parted his lips and tried to pull back when Bast slid his tongue into Lucius' mouth.
Bast leaned over, tugging Lucius down with him and snogged his student breathless. He eased one hand down and stroked Lucius' prick through his trousers.
"You taste good, you also feel good." Bast moved his hand up Lucius' hip and gave his arse a squeeze. "No different from a bird at first. Just a firmer body and some whiskers."
Lucius hesitated before running his hand down Bast's chest. He fumbled a bit and gasped when he felt Bast's erection.
"How did you-"
"This is what you do to me," Bast whispered before snogging Lucius.
Lucius pulled back and glared. "Your trousers are open. I didn't do that."
"I did right before I fondled you." Bast nuzzled Lucius behind an ear. "Let's take off our clothes," he suggested.
Lucius was drunk enough to think this was a very good idea. He gave no thought to the possibility of someone entering the room. Tossing his clothing to one side, he watched Bast slowly undress.
"There is no need to hurry, cousin."
"I've never done this before."
"You are still a virgin?" Bast blinked owlishly at Lucius.
"No you git, I've not had intercourse with a man."
"We will take it slow." Bast kissed him. "Lie down, like that. Relax." Bast licked his way across and down Lucius' chest. He took time to nibble and nuzzle a few places. When Lucius purred, Bast returned to the location and tasted it again.
"What are you doing?" Lucius half sat up when Bast's feet appeared near his head.
"I'm going down on you." Bast held Lucius' dick with one hand. He lapped at the tip before licking along the veined underside. Sliding his tongue around Lucius' prick made him lower his head.
"That's nice," Lucius whispered.
"I know," Bast breathed. He opened his mouth and slowly lowered his head, taking most of Lucius' erection in his mouth.
"Fuck!" Lucius bucked his hips. Noticing Bast's erect prick, Lucius reached out and fondled it.
Bast changed his position slightly, putting his cock closer to Lucius. He allowed Lucius' dick to pop out of his mouth.
"It won't suck itself," Bast commented. "Just do what I do."
Lucius thought that a brilliant suggestion and licked Bast. He put his mouth over Bast's cock and began to suck on it. When he felt Bast go back to moving his head up and down Lucius' erection, he copied the movement.
Bast used his hand and mouth to arouse, and pleasure Lucius. He began to rock his hips, fucking Lucius' face.
Thinking was not possible, all Lucius could do was react. His body responded to Bast's ministrations. He felt his balls drawing up. There was a pleasant tension in his lower back. Lucius felt Bast's cock almost touch the back of his mouth and choked. Gagging was the next thing he did, followed by spitting out Bast's ejaculate.
Bast continued to suck Lucius until he came.
Lucius was amazed he was able to do that while choking on the salty mess in his mouth.
"Oh no, I think I’m going to sick up," Lucius moaned.
The door to the room opened. "I'll be up in a bit. Do you want me to bring you a glass of sherry?" The speaker was silent for a moment. "Sweet Salizar, Bast what do you think you are doing?"
"Hello, father. I was showing Lucius how to give a blow job." Bast chuckled. "He took to the first lesson very well until we got to swallowing."
"Both of you clean up and get dressed." Mr Lestrange walked over to the side table and poured a glass of sherry, turning around, he noticed the bottle on the floor.
"You bastard, how dare you drink my birthday present," he scolded.
"It went to a good cause, father." Bast tugged on his trousers.
Lucius still thought he was going to die. He fumbled around, trying to locate his clothing.
"Roddy, help Malfoy get dressed and deliver him to his parents." Mr Lestrange ordered. "Bast, I think I need to beat you."
Lucius thought that was a very good idea.